The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"I am the king, this is my order."

"This is the stupidest order you made today!" Sabina unceremoniously accused: "Unless you want to continue to be stupid with the crown!"

Hensett blushed, but the nearby generals did not show any surprised look, because it was so sparse to them. Sabina patted the table on the royal council and ordered Hensett to shut up. One day or two days, but before the coup on the island of Sinide, it has become a famous rumor. But before Sabina makes any serious mistakes-such as rebellion--Hensett has no reason to arrest courtiers just because of her own preferences. That would make others feel dangerous. It may be a female warlock today, and tomorrow. It may be the priest and bishop, and the day after tomorrow is the baron knight.

"Enough! If those lads want a fight, we will fight for them. I have already decided, Sabina, you can go and get ready for the next fight." Hensett raised his finger to the camp. Outside. "Vandergrave, see me after arranging the athletic meeting. Before that, no one is allowed to disturb me."

As he said, the king waved, and two guards standing outside the door walked in, set the halberd on the ground, and made a sign of invitation to the mages and generals in the camp.

Sabina's face was as stiff as a stone. She was the last to leave the camp, and the two soldiers behind her immediately crossed the halberds in front of the tent, forming an X shape to block everyone who wanted to approach. The female warlock stood on the slope, squinting in the strong sunlight, watching the chaos in the camp. The generals hurried back to the team, the centurions hurriedly shouted, an aristocrat held a notice to preach to the surrounding soldiers about the athletic meeting, the heavy cavalry of the brown flag camp was training, and a large amount of dust was thrown up.

She walked down the **** blankly, but the direction was not her camp, but the valley outside the camp.

Hensett's stupidity and cruelty are getting worse, and the people in the assembly must know this.

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ps: The Witcher 1 has a DLC called the price of neutrality, which is the story of Asker’s Destiny, the Curse of the Black Sun and Princess Kangon. The scar on Asker’s face was left in this matter. , Sabina plays as an NPC in it, can chat and laugh with the white wolf, and collect a special card.

In a generation, Eskell had no scars on his face, and a handsome person turned out to be in the DLC.

The first thousand three hundred and forty-four chapters

Nathaniel is right. With some money, you can get a lot of things in the camp, even armor and weapons. In the past, Zelin was very curious about where the squirrel parties got it. More weapons and equipment, maybe he found the answer here.

"Come, please take a look, the charms with magical power, the blessed accessories, the relics collected on the battlefield of the Battle of Brenner, can bless you to survive on the battlefield!" The quartermaster lay on the table until someone When he approached, he sat up straight, and weakly introduced his products to the people who came by as if reciting a sales word. "There is also a shield that has been placed in front of the statue of the goddess Meritelli for a night, which can help you block the arrows flying in all directions. Or the artifact of the priest Cliff, can make you run as fast as the wind. Sacred thing , Only expensive enough gold can be exchanged for."

"Let's not talk about how the relics of the dead bless you to survive. I think only deserters on the battlefield need to run as fast as the wind." Zelin sighed. He raised his head and looked at the wooden frame behind the quartermaster, which was covered with various small pendants and amulets, as well as broken sword hilts, broken spearheads, and armor fragments. Seven rows were hung up and down. When the quartermaster introduced various magical props, the demon hunter badge lay quietly on his chest.

"You are wrong. If each of our soldiers had a wind-like amulet that allowed them to run, we would have thousands of cavalry soldiers who don't need horses." The quartermaster proudly raised his hand. "It took me a lot of effort to get this. If it weren't for the victory of the beloved King Demavin, I wouldn't bring them here and sell them to soldiers at low prices."

Zelin noticed the price tag under each jewelry talisman, which was exactly half a month's salary for a soldier. Let those soldiers afford it, but they won't hesitate because they don't have money to eat after buying it.

"In this case, why didn't King Demavin not go to the temple to wholesale artifacts and amulets?"

"Because scarce things are sacred, do you think you are buying cabbage on the side of the road?" The quartermaster yawned, and seeing that the demon hunter didn't pay the slightest amount of money, he leaned back on the table. "Are you going to buy it or not? Leave it if you don't. This is a logistics camp, not a place where everyone can come."

"Not everyone can come, except those who have the money to buy goods, even the spies who come to burn the warehouse? Before you say a sales pitch next time, you'd better pay attention to who your customers are." Zelin spread his hands. "I am a demon hunter. I came here to buy a tent and rent a piece of land in the camp for one night."

"Ten Krona, you can squeeze with other soldiers for one night, 30 Krona, you can have your own tent and a place away from other people." The quartermaster raised his head again, gently pinching the horoscope at the corner of his mouth, business The visit gave him a little interest. "If you are buying food, I offer grilled voles here. Two silver marks are enough."

"A tent where two people can rest. Someone helped to set it up. How much is it?" Zelin didn't choose any of the quarters officer's words, but asked rhetorically. "I don't need food. I need fodder for two horses. It would be better if I could mix some oats. One of my horses is quite old."

The quartermaster opened his mouth, and then pointed a finger at the tent door. "The noble lords who are here to travel, please go to General Serchik's tent."

"I mean it."

"Are all demon hunters so rich? Can you hire someone to help set up tents?"

"No, just because I have other things to do tonight." Aisi hopes that Zelin can tell her the rest as soon as possible. After all, the last time he only talked about the beginning of the coup, the Novigrad Theater Mrs. Irina has been urging Ess to write the rest of the script as soon as possible. Aisi did some free play. Although the performance was good, the bard always worried that her poems and operas would deviate from the real adventure story. So after seizing the opportunity this time, she put aside the matter of matching the rhythm to the second compliment lyrics tonight.

As for Zelin's worry about the draft problem, Ai Si was very indifferent.

The bard should start writing again the night before the date of the manuscript, and writing without inspiration is just a waste of paper.

"And if you are willing to go to the gloomy and damp underground caves to deal with the demons, or stay in the cemetery at night and wait for the ghouls to come, you can also make more money than the quartermaster."

"Forget it, this kind of work should be left to you, and we normal people should stay in a warm and safe place." The quartermaster shrugged. "Three crowns per person, I can find a helper for you."

After Zelin used money to solve the quartermaster in this camp, he successfully got what he wanted. The quartermaster also sold him a brand-new weapon and shield, but Zelin refused. Today, the last thing he lacks is a good weapon to take advantage of.

Rehn complained about this. If they had known the camp in Aden earlier, they didn’t need to blow the cold wind overnight. Instead, they lived in a tent, leaning against the campfire, and cooked the meat they carried. Dried and smoked fish.

"Don't complain. There is no precedent for this kind of thing. If Nathaniel hadn't told me about it, none of us would have thought that we could get these things in the camp in Aden." In the end, they were the closest. A place to stay in the corner of the camp, Zelin bet this is definitely the most remote place, maybe even without them, there would have been no plans for a soldier's camp here.

"Okay, but this camp is too big." Ryan sat on the blanket, pinched the back of his neck, raised his head and looked around. "These are two separate single rooms. Wait, you won't rest here tonight, will you?"

"Is there any reason not to rest here?"

"You shouldn't be in the tent of that beautiful lady bard..." Looking at Zelin's increasingly complicated eyes, Ren quickly bit the tip of his tongue. "I, this is what I think of when I listen to other people telling your story. Don't they all say, if there are beautiful women, you will never let it go?"

"Who said that?"

"Uh, it's... it's Lambert." Renn patted his hand and said without hesitation. "Lambert said that last winter, when we spent the winter in Kyle Morkhan together, he drank a lot. Jiu, you happened to help his friend Aiden, so he spent several days telling us your story. Is there any problem?"

"Nothing." Zelin shrugged. "I think when I get to Kyle Morhan, I should thank Lambert for being able to spread my reputation."

The first thousand three hundred and forty-five chapters

This is a smooth night.

At least for those who don’t know. As usual, when the flying birds set off against the rising sun and screamed in the gray morning, more than a dozen soldiers on horseback galloped along the main road. The guard soldiers quickly removed the barricades for them. After people broke into the camp, the whole camp boiled like an ant nest filled with hot water.

The noise outside the camp awakened Zelin from his sleep. The demon hunter suddenly opened his eyes, and subconsciously reached out his hand to pick up the blade behind him, and the blanket on his body slid down when he sat up, revealing the neatly worn armor underneath. Zelin did not remove it when he slept. Armor, this is not a safe place, he will not let go of his vigilance.

On the other side, Ren had also woken up. He grabbed the long sword beside him and nodded to Zelin.

Renn also did not remove the hard leather armor on his body.

After Zelin walked lightly to the tent, he raised his sword and gently raised the tent curtain with the tip of the sword.

With the morning light that came in, the chaotic camp immediately came into view.

The soldiers hurriedly lined up in the rising dust, swallowing dry bread that they didn't know where they found under the captain's whip and scolding, straightened their helmets, and put on their pants. There are already assembled soldiers running northward along the main road. A soldier who just ran out of the camp, did not understand what happened, and ran with another soldier who was wearing cotton-padded clothes. When they bumped into each other, the two rolled and fell to the ground. A herald on horseback had to tighten the reins. The horses neighed and stood upright, and the herald screamed and fell to the ground.

The remaining messengers are still faithfully implementing the orders they want to pass, riding horses in the tents and horse workshops.

"Gureta Brigade, head to the west of Rokma!"

"All the soldiers riding horses, gather on the main road, gather!"

"Action now! Anyone who is late will be sentenced to hang as a deserter!"

The sound of footsteps, shouts, the neighing of horses and the shouting of orders are intertwined to form a special piece of music. The chorus of this music is the shouts and running of the soldiers, and the solo part is torn by the herald. The command is composed, and the final ending is the tent that was hit and the scolding that followed, and the name of this piece of music is called'The Panicked Army'

A panic scene, running and the dust splashed by horses' hoofs made people couldn't help covering the tip of the nose, tightening the mouth, for fear of eating the dust into the mouth. There was deafening noise everywhere, as if countless flies were buzzing in the ears.

"What's the matter? The Kodwin people came here?" Rennes walked out with the silver sword behind his back, and the other with the steel sword in his hand. He squinted his eyes and looked at the scenery under the sun and dust. "It's a rout."

"We can't talk about the defeat, because they haven't started the war yet, but one thing is certain." Zelin sighed, turned and walked back to the tent to pack his luggage. "I guess it's the Kodwin people who are about to take action, Rennes, you go to the stable. I'm worried that someone will take the opportunity to grab the horse and run away. We must go quickly."

This must be an emergency mobilization. The Kodwin people have acted unexpectedly by General Aden. Perhaps a large number of Kodwin soldiers appeared on the flank, so that Selcik had to mobilize more troops. Building the line of defense, or preparing for the offensive by the Kodwin people, the line of Aden’s defense is precarious and needs reinforcements from the rear, but no matter which one it is, it is not a good thing for Zelin.

"Maybe we can stay where we are and wait for the war to the north to end before moving forward? It's not a good idea to cross the battlefield."

"The Dave River is to the south, the Ponta River is to the north, and we are in the middle. Whoever wins, they will chase the routs and looting villages. Do you think the Adenites are more likely to win, or the Kodwinites? ?"

Renn hardly hesitated. "I can't think of any reason for me to say that the Adenians will win."