The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"No." Geralt said suddenly. "You helped me so much, it's enough. Ye Naifa needs treatment, we can't drag on any longer, we have rescued Ye Naifa, enough, enough already, when you go back, tell others, I owe all of them a favor, and if there is a chance, I will repay it."

"What the **** are you talking about, Geralt?" Zelin held the ebony blade, still staring at Eredin. He held up the sword and confronted the three wild hunt knights, but the wild hunt did not attack. "We are all here. As long as we break out of this forest, we can reach Goss Willen, where the mage will help us. Geralt, you see how my mount appeared, we can Find a way to go around, and then ride Avak to Sinide Island, to the nearby hills, where the terrain is not suitable for horseback riding."

Zelin panted, and the temperature in the forest was gradually dropping.

"You can't escape." Eredin and more than a dozen wild hunting knights appeared on the road ahead. The frost spread with their horse hooves and covered the places they walked. "Now, I will give you enough kindness."

Zelin watched the surroundings vigilantly, looking for a defensive loophole in the wild hunting room. If he shot out the remaining arrows with golden pine resin at the same time, he might be able to open a breakthrough. Although the strength of the Sorcerer Order was greatly weakened after the coup in Sinide Island, the Order still firmly holds the city of Goss Willen as their self-governing city. The defensive power inside is enough to temporarily make Wild Hunt retreat, and Zelin and Geralt can directly reach Mahakam through the portal there.

He never pinned his hopes on the kindness of others, which is no different from building a castle on a beach.

"You took my prey, I asked for an exchange, Geralt, you will replace that woman and become my wild hunt." Eredin stretched out his hand, hoarfrost gathered on it. "In exchange, that woman will be safe, and those who come tonight will no longer be the target of wild hunts. Come on, Geralt, prove that you are different from other humans, prove yourself, join us, and you can exchange The safety of everyone else."

"They have always been safe." Zelin grinned, and his exhaled breath formed a cloud of white mist in front of him. "You can't reach out."

Eredin let out a deep laugh. "Do you think you can protect everyone, you can protect them like pets in captivity, behind the fence? Let their lives be completely changed because of this, in order to avoid having to be involved in a war that does not belong to them. In? You don’t know what you are facing, you don’t even know what power you are facing. What you can bring to them is not security, but destruction."

"Enough, Zelin, enough. I am very grateful for your help, but you don't need to bleed for my business anymore." Geralt took a deep breath, and he looked at Zelin and greeted Ze With Lin's puzzled gaze, Geralt lowered the tip of his sword. He raised his head and looked at Eredin. The bright golden beast pupils were almost narrowed into a gap, as if to thoroughly see through the Ghost Rider in front of him.

"The King of Wild Hunt... if you still threaten Ye, or anyone close to me." Geralt said word by word, and he held out a finger, "The last thing you can see will be my sword. "

Eredin did not respond, but said faintly, "I am not a shameless and perfidious human being. Tonight's people will survive."

"Then, I accept your terms."

"Wait, Geralt..."

"Zelin, you helped me so much, but I have to ask you one last thing." Geralt's face was full of fatigue. "Ye, she is still in danger. She has a high fever and hemorrhage shock. I know you have many ways. In any case, cure her and let her live."

"We haven't lost yet."

"This is not your war, Zelin, this is mine."

The forest was almost full of wild hunting knights chasing over, and Geralt's horses snort in the frost. Geralt looked around, he threw away the sword in his hand, and walked towards Eredin.

What more can Zelin say.

He watched as the King of Wild Hunt put a skull helmet on Geralt's head, and the white wolf's white hair was draped on his shoulders from under the helmet. He saw Geralt's figure gradually disappearing, and the Wild Hunter gave way. , A skeleton horse came out, Geralt rode on the skeleton horse, Eredin let out a harsh laugh.

"The new hunt has begun!"

The wild hunters roared, and their figures turned into the appearance of souls. Dozens of ghost riders ran past Zelin, and even went straight through the demon hunter, but Zelin could not feel the cold through the ghosts. Only the wind from the wild hunt ran up the corners of his clothes. Eredin laughed. He ran at the forefront of the wild hunting team. Geralt was behind him. His mount gradually flew up as he ran. The cavalry team flew into the sky through the dense canopy of trees. The dark clouds obscured the moon, and the wild hunters disappeared into the dark clouds.

Zelin stuck the silver sword on the ground, and he sat down, panting. After the potion's effect subsided, fatigue came up like a tide. He didn't know what to say, did they succeed? They succeeded, they did rescue Ye Naifah, and there was no death, only injuries. But what is the price? His friends became wild hunters, and then they let wild hunters leave their world.

It was his fault. He only knew where the wild hunt appeared, and summoned other friends to ambush the wild hunt. He should get more information about wild hunting, rather than treating them as a simple elven cavalry team.

He made a fatal mistake.

He was sitting on the ground, and there was no sign of the demon spirit knight beside him. Geralt's mount paced back and forth on the ground, as if waiting for the master's whistle. If it were not for the ravines on the ground, no one would have thought of what happened here.

Tiredness became more and more obvious, his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, but he didn't want to close his eyes, he was very angry, he didn't know whether the anger was aimed at wild hunting or himself. The clenched fist hit the tree trunk hard, and he felt pain. The rough tree trunk pierced Zelin's skin, but it didn't make much sense. The mistake has been committed, leaving only regret. This is not a perfect plan, this is not perfect, but a big flaw. Wild Hunt has left, and he can't make up for it.

White fish maw appeared on the horizon.

A new day has begun.

But only one person left the forest.

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ps: This is why Geralt mentioned in The Witcher 3 that he was a wild hunter. The transition chapter is basically over in this volume, and then the story of Witcher 1 will begin.

Chapter 1398 Triumph

The bank of the river before dawn is hidden in the shadow of the swaying reeds, and the river surface appears red under the flaming sun. The hanged ghost tree has disappeared, leaving only a piece of scorched earth where it was before. Zelin led the horse and waded along the coast. He didn't leave the road too far. He believed that if someone tried to come back to survey the trail of wild hunting, walking along the road would be the easiest and most convenient one.

As expected.

First, he saw a group of slowly rising cooking smoke, and then three viper school demon hunters surrounding the campfire. Resso is breaking a section of dry branches and throwing them into the fire. The fire is piled up with stones to prevent the light from leaking. Oaks was skewering a tiny river fish on a branch and grilling it by the fire. When Zelin saw them, the sentry Serrit also saw him.

"Ah, we were still talking about where you are." Serret turned around and made a safe gesture to the remaining two companions, and then took the reins in Zelin's hand. "Unbelievable, we rescued a hostage kidnapped by wild hunting from the hands of these demon spirit knights. I dare say that this is something that has never happened in hundreds of years. To be able to come back alive, yesterday was really a fierce battle, right? But we still won. What about the others?"

"I don't know, but I don't think this might be a victory." Zelin sighed, and he walked to the fire and sat down, looked at Reso, then at Oakes. "We may have lost a companion."

"Who?" Reso asked, and the motion of breaking the branch in his hand stopped.

"Geralt."

Zelin didn't tell other people that Geralt became a wild hunter. He became a wild hunter and would never return to this world again. It was no different from death. Resso didn't ask either. The sturdy man just lowered his eyes and looked at the rough branches in his hands. "He is a good man, although he often brings us some trouble. Have you seen his death with your own eyes?"

"No." Zelin shook his head. He took out a piece of jerky from his pocket and put it on the stone next to the fire to roast. The potion's effect had declined, and he was tired and hungry now.

"Maybe he is still alive, as long as he hasn't seen the death of a demon hunter with his own eyes, he can't believe that he will die so easily." Cerret spread out his hand. "But at least we succeeded. We rescued the people. If Geralt is still there, we will definitely be happy. You look unhappy? No need to. We are demon hunters, not in the lord’s palace. The bard who plays music, our survival tool is the sword. As long as the goal is achieved and as long as possible to avoid serious casualties, we have succeeded. Let us mourn the dead comrades in arms and celebrate this victory."

"I think if I knew in advance that Wild Hunt had such reinforcements, I wouldn't have chosen to summon everyone to ambush them." Fortunately, Vesemir's experience helped a lot. They were encountering Wild Hunt. After reinforcements, they can still withdraw in an orderly manner instead of being surrounded and eliminated. "I'd rather one person find a way to break in, steal people away when they are not paying attention, and then escape."

If there are too many enemies, it will be more convenient for one person to act.

"But now we know it." Oakes touched his chin, looking at the flames swaying in the morning breeze, thinking. "We already know that wild hunting has a lot of reinforcements, and these demon spirit knights are endless. After we return to the south, we can add a sum to the scroll of researching wild hunting. If the reinforcements cannot be blocked, it will be forever. Don’t try to fight the wild hunt head-on. No matter what kind of army it is, it is impossible to fight with a team that can never kill or kill. I don’t think the most elite army in the empire will work either. They will hunt wildly one after another. It collapses under a wave of offensive, or is too tired to hold a weapon before being killed."

"Precious experience." Reso said, taking the grilled fish that Oakes handed over. "If it's not necessary, I hope I will never deal with these wild hunts again."

"I don't think they will come again." Zelin shook his head, who would believe that he saw with his own eyes how a demon hunter turned into a wild hunt. Perhaps compared to this, telling others that Geralt has died with Wild Hunt, perhaps a better choice.

"This is best." Oaks patted his thigh. "Others will remember us, remember who solved these war omens once and for all, the demon spirit knight that no one has been able to deal with for hundreds of years. We can rest for a while and wait for ourselves to stop riding. After falling off the horse at some time, we went to find other people."

"If we can make a plan ahead of time..."

"No one can go smoothly, but if you can find a way to protect yourself in the face of danger, you have already succeeded, let alone, we have achieved the predetermined goal." Oaks held a sharpened wooden stick and walked to the river. At the same time, looking at the carp in the middle of the river, he spotted the opportunity and stabbed. When he retrieved the stick, a pierced carp was shaking on it. "When I came here, I expected that if half of our people survived this time, we would have been victorious. Come on, let us eat these fish, and then set off."

The group rested for a while, and then they proceeded to the pre-booked spot-they arrived at Willen's dock. Before getting close to the dock, Zelin saw Aiden who was on guard outside.

"Zelin, here!" Aiden waved to Zelin.

They led the horse and Aiden greeted him. "Where did the wild hunt go? We thought they would catch up, but in the middle of the chase, they all left suddenly. Do you know what's going on?" Aiden's gaze swept over the demon hunter who came out. , He counted. "Fortunately, there is only one missing person who has not returned."

"I think Geralt may not be able to return for a while." Zelin sighed. "Have everyone else arrived?"

Aiden was stunned for a moment, and then sighed. "Okay, but at least everyone else is back, right?" They said as they walked to the dock. "Yes, everyone else is here. Last night, we were there. Was chased by wild hunters, but those wild hunters seemed to have heard some order and immediately retreated, and then we rushed here one after another. The most injured is Ren, he may need to rest for a period of time, at least three months can not hold Sword, the others are just abrasions and unimportant sword wounds. But if you want to say the worst, Ye Naifah, we rescued her, but we don’t have herbs that can cure illness and reduce fever, and your mage friend has no magic power. Come and heal her, she hasn't woken up yet."

In the dock, the hunters were sitting in twos by the wooden boards and collapsed houses, cleaning their wounds, and everyone was more or less bandaged. Lambert, who was sitting on the outside, glanced at the person who walked in, dropped his head again, and smashed the herbs in the stone bowl. Virginia was folding a piece of cloth soaked in water into a piece, and put it on the forehead of the drowsy Yenefa.

"You are back, child, it's a blessing for you to return safely." Vesemir walked up. Although the old hunter's eyes were a little tired, considering his age, his tenacity was enough to surprise many people. "Now only Geralt has not returned. Ah, this kid is like this. I still remember that when he had just completed the trial of the grass and left Kyle Morhan as a demon hunter, he had just walked out for less than half a day. , Just outside met a group of robbers who were robbing. The target of the robbery was a man and his daughter. Geralt solved the robbers, but the man who was rescued was scared off by his appearance. The little girl even more I was scared and fainted. Before he left, I told him that if he encountered this kind of situation, he could come back first and chat with other people before setting out on the road. As a result, the child was depressed by himself for a long time outside. When he comes back, every time he comes back the latest, he is always entangled in all kinds of troubles."

"Sorry." Zelin sighed.

Vesemir squinted his eyes slightly. He was silent for a while, then lowered his head. "Well, every time he gets into trouble, then we don't have to wait for him. He wants to save Ye Naifah, and now we have succeeded. I think he should be able to focus on taking care of himself."