The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Hurry up!"

Ezio paid tribute to Dilara and said solemnly, "I assure you, Dilara, the people of Constantinople will know who is secretly contributing to their peaceful life."

Dilara's lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something more, but in the end, she sighed.

"Thank you."

Chapter 1318: Return to Constantinople

In the afternoon, the Ottoman army marched into Cardopacia.

They did not encounter much resistance from the locals. After losing their leader, most of the Byzantine soldiers fled, and the remaining minimal resistance was almost covering the supplies transferred by the Knights Templar to the city. Tariq's army took over the city and returned them to the rule of the Ottoman Empire. Of course, this has nothing to do with the Demon Hunter.

It can usher in a rare moment of leisure.

After completing the task and having a lot of free time, Zelin has almost forgotten how long he has not been able to take a good rest. The sculpture lay quietly in the parcel on the right side of the horseback. After meeting the local couplers in Dalim Village, they rode to Constantinople on horseback, preparing to tell the Brotherhood what happened to Cardopacia. What, and news of Manuel's death.

Undoubtedly, after the loss of Ahmed and Manuel, the Templars in the East suffered a lot of blows. The Assassins could project their power to the Levant, Tunisia and Egypt without any hindrance, and control the entire The east coast of the Mediterranean Sea echoes the European and Western European Brotherhoods in Italy. This was a victory for the Assassin. Although Ezio had obtained all the keys to the Masyaf Library, he had to go with Sule before returning to Constantinople to take the remaining keys. Meet Prince Man. His Royal Highness hoped that he could report to him about the Byzantines.

"Look at the mountains and rivers here. In the past, the Fourth Crusade marched along this path. As a result, this group of self-proclaimed just troops took the opportunity to sack Constantinople, who also believed in God."

Ezio is in good spirits. While riding a horse, he tells some historical stories to Zelin. The human history of this world is much longer than the history of the Demon Hunter World, and there are relatively many interesting or worthy of consideration and vigilance stories.

"Maybe they wanted to rob themselves, and they happened to meet a wealthy city. People always have to use some reasons to convince themselves that their acts of murder and robbery are just and permitted, so they can also rob. They can be more at ease. When they explain the origins of money to other people or future generations, they can proudly say that they are great pioneers and conquerors, not robbers, thieves, and murderers." Zelin shrugged and said to He has seen this kind of thing, and he has heard too much. In his world, Bloody Foca revolted in the name of regaining the throne that should belong to him, and it quickly turned into a **** riot. Some people say that Foca has been unable to control the mob, but in fact, how many people really want to help her regain the throne? There are not necessarily a few, most people just want a chance to blatantly gather for robbery.

Just like the Templars who claim to be righteous, they are just trying to take power and wealth into their arms. Zelin can be sure that if he tells Manuel how to let him hand over power to another person, he can bring peace to this land, and he will definitely not agree.

"What are your plans next, Ezio?"

"I'm thinking about what kind of wisdom is hidden in the Masyaf library." Ezio sat relaxed on the horseback, shaking slightly with the sound of horse hooves. "Master Altaïr has kept the golden apples for decades. My father said in his letter that Masyaf is very important to the Brotherhood. What he said makes sense. Only after opening it again, we To know what's inside."

"Maybe it's really a golden apple as we guessed?"

"It's hard to say." Ezio shook his head. "I would rather not. The golden apple is so powerful that it will control people's thoughts, just like the Pope's scepter in Roderick Pogia's hand. These things are not a help to the world, but a harm."

After Ezio used the power of the Golden Apple to defeat the Pokia family, he hid it in an unknown place. The power of the golden apple is really too powerful for this world, and anyone who gets it will inevitably have some ideas that they don't have. So after winning in Rome, Ezio did not choose to save the golden apple in the Brotherhood.

"I agree with this sentence." If power comes from a tool, and it is a tool that anyone can use, it will inevitably not be missed by some people. Zelin does not simply believe that people will seek power for better purposes. Wigwarts is impressive. He raised his hand and pointed to the looming black shadow on the horizon. "If the wall of Constantinople is in front of you, I don't think we need only the cold wind to be the company tonight."

The gray-white city wall stood on the horizon. After several days of driving, Zelin couldn't wait to return to the headquarters of the Brotherhood. At first he was not accustomed to the cushions and blankets used by people here, but now he finds that he misses them more and more, as well as the cigarettes slowly emerging from the incense burner.

As predicted by the demon hunters, when they approached the city wall, it was already sunset. But after dismounting and leading the horse into the city, Zelin smelled an unusual atmosphere. The number of guards on the street has more than doubled. Every soldier is staring at the pedestrians entering the city like an enemy. The demon hunter can feel it. When he noticed the sword behind his back, several Ottoman soldiers stared at him vaguely. Here, as long as Zelin had any tendency to put his hands on the hilt, they would immediately surround him.

"What's the matter?" Zelin looked at the street cautiously, and the Byzantine soldiers disappeared, which is a good thing.

"I don't know, I'll understand when I see Yusuf." Ezio shook his head. The expressions of the pedestrians on the street look a little worried, as if something is difficult for them to control, but it may affect major events in their lives. But Ezio was right. They guessed there was no point here. The Byzantine soldiers were driven out of the city. At least this was not the Templars coming back in Constantinople while they were out. However, with Suleiman's means, without Ahmed's influence, it would be difficult for the Knights Templar to fight back.

In front of the gate of the Assassin's headquarters, Aziz, with a piece of gauze on his face, saw them and immediately waved at them.

"Master, you are back."

"What's the matter, Aziz?"

Aziz took the reins of the two horses, and when she heard Ezio's question, she shook her head. "Captain Yousef is inside. He will explain to you what happened. In the past two days... a big event has happened."

The first thousand three hundred and nineteen chapters coup

Great things did happen in Constantinople.

The prince Selim is back.

To be precise, it was Sultan Selim who came back.

No one knows what happened after the battle between Prince Selim and Sultan Bayezet outside the city, but Selim and Bayezet left the city at the same time, but only one person returned. So about this ascension The winner of the war is self-evident.

"Prince Selim came back and announced that Sultan Bayezet had appointed him the new sultan before he died. To be honest, I don’t believe this kind of nonsense. If Sultan Bayezet is willing to give up his position to Selim, They could not fight at all. But the fact is that the old sultan is dead, Prince Ahmed is in prison, and a special gallows is being erected for him outside Topkapi Palace. Now the heir is only Sely. He is alone, not to mention that he now has the support of the army. Apart from Prince Selim, I can’t think of anyone who is qualified to become the new Sultan. Oh, he is already the Sultan of Selim now.”

Yusuf's arm was slightly injured during the battle, and now his wrist is still wrapped in gauze. But his spirit looks very good, although he is usually optimistic. "Come and tell me about Cardopacia. You have heard the news here before you come back. Tariq’s army surrounded it and took the entire city and its vicinity in less than an hour. The camp in the valley. I guess Manuel must be dead?"

"I ended up with him by myself." Ezio shook his fist. "His imperial dream will never threaten anyone again. I see people in the city are very nervous. Has Selim announced anything else?"

"Even without Selim, the city was tense enough after the battle that day. You know, Constantinople has not seen a war for more than 50 years. That battle scared many people. You leave. After noon, hundreds of people in the Galatians left by boat, worried that another such battle would affect them. Because Prince Suleiman announced that it was Ahmed who had colluded with the rebels to try to seize the city, and some were afraid of the rebels. They will still attack here, so the city is still on alert for the past two days. It’s really time for you to come. When it’s completely dark, you may only be out at night, but I guess it won’t be long before the ban will be lifted."

After seeing them back, Yousef immediately prepared food and water for washing. It is a blessing to be able to sit by the fire and taste the food they have never seen before, especially after their goals have been completed. But not long after he sat down, the temporarily ignored Telescope began to show his presence in his pocket. Fortunately, he is alone in his cubicle. Ezio wants to write a last letter to Claudia before leaving. Yousef is still busy deploying manpower and handling other city brotherhoods by the way. Letter from the branch. People are very busy, except for this demon hunter who seems to be doing nothing.

"It's nice to see that you are still intact." Zelin heard Francesca's calm voice as soon as he took it out. "Your last words are good, they are much better than last time."

"What last words?" Zelin couldn't remember when he said that. "I haven't left any messages these days, right?"

"Yes, leave a long message, and explain everything clearly. What else you said this should be the last message, and then turn off Telescope and not accept any communications, if you don’t know what the world you’ve been to is What it looks like, I’m afraid that you are trying to save someone, carrying your sword to break into the local devil’s lair. I contacted you thirty times, and every time you didn’t respond, I wanted to wait until the fortieth. When there is no response, I will find you in the world where you are. Do you like this feeling that makes other people nervous?!" There was a hint of anger in the elf's voice.

"...I'm sorry." Zelin was only thinking about doing something with the Byzantines and the Templars during this period. He might not be able to communicate anymore for the time being, so he said everything he had to explain at once. But he didn't explain much, he knew it was meaningless to explain at this time.

He heard a snort from the other side of the telescope, "If you dare to do this in the future, I will immediately use magic to grab you from the portal and lock you into my palace dungeon, understand?!"

"As you wish, my majesty the queen."

"I'm not kidding."

Francesca emphasized again that after a while, the elf's anger subsided a lot.

"Statue? I found that statue." Zelin said, taking the opportunity. "It's intact, but some defected soldiers want to exchange these old things for some money."

"Did you bring it back? Very good. When you come back, I can discuss with Ada what exactly this statue can be used for."

Zelin did not talk to Francesca about the sage of the Ayn El clan. The statue has already been obtained, so don’t think about the rest. The thing about Ayn El who wants to find Xili is coming to Zelin. It's not a secret, and besides, he doesn't know where Xili is. But one thing is certain, that is, this sage who believes in prophecy cannot predict Xili's whereabouts.

"When are you going to come back?"

"I may wait a few more days. A friend of mine and I have not finished some things. And you know, even if I want to go back now, it will take half a month to take the boat. If it's fast, About a month later."

"Well, the first snow fell in the north yesterday, and ice floes began to appear in the upper reaches of the Pontal River. But your castle has a good cold resistance effect. Well, I have prepared some magic runes. Wait for you to come back and take a look. ...Your fellow demon hunters don't seem to like to have too many traces of magic in the castle."

"If it can solve the winter problem, I think it's good whether it is magic or burning wood." Zelin hesitated for a moment before asking, "They don't know, right?"

"Hmph, I know you have other things in your mind." The demon hunter heard the sound of moving the water cup, and the elf drank and coughed twice. "I tell them, you are well in another world, you are with your friends. I want to make sure one thing, you and I are honest."

"What's the matter?"

"How many people do you plan to come back this time?"

"...Of course I am alone."

"I see..." Francesca's words seemed a little unbelievable. "Winter is the time when the chaotic energy is dormant. The transmission channel may only pass through one person. In this case, I don't need to wait for you in the castle before the portal opens."

Zelin and Francesca talked about other things. Recently, there are some interesting rumors in his world. Aden began to reorganize the army and Baroness La Varetti became Foltest’s lover. , Kodwin’s King Hensett purged many low- and middle-level officers in the army, and replaced them with a group of newcomers. Virginia came to the castle again, and he also proposed Winter Fort after meeting with Tishaya. The academy stationed an academic liaison in the magic academy of this world. Emperor Enshir completed his wedding, and the princess of the Hinterland—at least the nominal Princess Cyria, Francesca As the queen canonized by the empire, she also sent a gift in her own name.

Their chatting time was finally interrupted by a rush of footsteps outside the door. The demon hunter pricked his ears, he listened to the footsteps from far to near, and then disappeared to the other side, followed by a crisp knock on the door.