The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"... Is this your choice?"

"I'm sorry, Gunter Odim. Maybe you really want to help me, but do you know? Only the most cunning salesmen will suddenly come out to sell themselves when someone is in trouble. In the loan fund, only the most greedy lenders will put the target of lending next to the casino. Unfortunately, these two kinds of people will look like you are good and thinking about you. Their tongues are like honey. It is made, but there is poison in it. I will not accept your help. I hope to get power, but I have seen too many tragedies caused by blindly seeking power. Everything I have is based on experience and Adventure, not charity from some people. I must reject your offer."

Only the sound of wind remained in Zelin's ears.

He knows where every bit of his strength comes from, and he knows what he paid to get them, and what they can bring to him. This is the power that belongs to him, he will not leave him, will not betray him, he knows how to use it, it is the experience he has explored through how many battles he does not know.

The sound disappeared, just as suddenly as it appeared.

At this time, Zelin heard the sound of leather pants rubbing the wooden board again. This time, he knew where the sound came from. Gnaiya crossed the fence in front of the carriage and sat down beside the demon hunter. Virginia spread her fluffy coat as a blanket on her body, lying next to Yenefa, who was still drowsy, and fell asleep again.

"Your face is not so good?" Long Yi lifted the tip of his hair that was drooping in front of his left eye behind his ear. "Have you thought of something?"

"Nothing, just a little thing."

"Although the elf sometimes sounds exaggerated, sometimes she makes sense. For example, the more important things are, the more trivial they are in your mouth." Gnaiya smiled slightly. "What the **** is it, is it important? Can't you talk to me?"

"No, of course not, it's just..." Zelin showed a tangled look. "I might have met a crappy salesman."

"What?"

"I don't know exactly what it is."

Zelin roughly described the voice he had just heard to Gnaiya.

"A strange voice?" The Dragonborn looked around warily. "Are we being followed?"

"It's no surprise. When I was poor in the past, I also met a mage. He offered a lot of money in exchange for the formula for the trial of grass. I rejected him. I have traveled several times. In the city, I can meet him every time. He said that he is writing a research report on the behavior of demon hunters. I am curious how he suddenly appeared in front of me, and finally he told me that he became a A cat, because a cat won’t scream no matter where it goes. Maybe a kind lady will give him a few slices of smoked fish. You never know what these mages will do and what they will get bored. Degree."

Zelin disagrees with Gnaya’s concerns. It is certain that the name Gunter Odim is definitely not her real name. Maybe Zelin will know which wizard’s magic tower is nearby when he arrives on Sinide Island. .

"What were you talking about just now?" Zelin glanced at Virginia, who was sleeping behind. "Is it about Tamriel?"

"Uh, yeah. That's right, something about Tamriel." Gnaiya laughed haha. "You know, before I returned to Skyrim, I lived in Cyrodir for a long time. Originally, I thought about whether to return to Skyrim or go to the Falling Hammer to trespass. The result was Turius' ambush. Let me have no choice. Virginia is from Cyrodir, and we talked about what we saw when we lived in the imperial capital."

"Really?"

"Ha! What else." Gnaiya rubbed her face and exhaled a long breath. "Look at the road ahead. If you feel tired, give the carriage to me first. Although I didn't drive. I crossed the carriage, but when I was in Skyrim, I often traveled between the nine territories in a carriage. Don’t worry about driving the carriage into the ravine. Since the end of the battle, you have not rested for two days and two nights. ."

Although Zelin did not feel tired, this was not a problem for him, but at Gnaiya's insistence, he stopped the carriage first, handed the reins to her, and went to the carriage box behind to sit with his eyes closed. Take a break.

The carriage drove the whole night in the forest. Until the next day, when the morning light shone on the horizon, the trees on both sides of the road were a lot less. They entered the plain area near the Sidaris Peninsula, where Gos Willen was The junction of Willen and Sidaris. The wind blows from the land to the sea, the clouds fly to the rising sun in the distance on the grassland, and the road to Goos Willen is immersed in a stubborn shadow that still refuses to fade. The changing scenery on both sides of the road reminds them that this is no longer the Weilun area. The terrible forest is gradually replaced by farms and villages. The wild beasts and ghosts in the bushes have become white shadows of the sheep, like patches. White clouds moving on the ground.

In the afternoon, the carriage gradually stopped and stopped at the checkpoint next to the gate of Goss Willen.

"Sick people? No, absolutely not." An hired prosecutor said. He bit the cigarette and knelt down to make fire on the brazier. Inside the gloomy wooden post, he took a deep breath, and the bright sparks illuminated most of his face. "My friend and I were hired here to check pedestrians, just to prevent anyone who is sick from entering the city. There is enough chaos in this city, and we don't need to have a few more infectious patients."

"She is not an infectious disease. She needs a doctor, a high fever, and possibly a wound infection. Is the Sorceress Marty still in this city?"

"There are many female warlocks in this city." The inspector exhaled, Zelin frowned slightly, Gnaiya walked out directly, she hated smoke. "How do I know which one you are talking about? I am responsible for not allowing anyone with problems to enter the city, whether it is to inquire about something that should not be known, or to infect patients, or missionaries and farmers who want to make trouble, you If you know any female warlock, go find her yourself, let her come out to see you, don’t think about letting me go, I don’t dare to disturb them. You will leave after meeting them, and I will lose my job if I leave. . You can go in, but the patient must stay outside the city."

Zelin rubbed his fingers. He was sure that this was not an infectious disease, so he planned to use a more straightforward way to convince the soldiers in front of him to remove the roadblock.

"You don't need to do this, Demon Hunter." A familiar voice came into his ears, and Zelin followed the voice and looked towards the city gate. The red-haired Marty was carrying a medical kit and seemed to be leaving. The sorcerer showed a surprised look, "Will you come to Goose Willen? My God, are you here to find me specially!?"

Chapter 1401, Xili's Action

Zelin came here, indeed, specifically to find Marty.

But the demon hunter believed that he and Marty had a big deviation in their understanding of the word deliberate.

"Yes, I did come here specially." Feeling the strange gaze of Gnaiya behind, Zelin spread his hand and pointed to the carriage behind naturally. "I have a patient and she is in urgent need of treatment. She needs magic. The help of her, ordinary potions can't help her."

"What is this?"

Marty cocked her mouth and paced towards the carriage. She glanced in and immediately covered her mouth in surprise.

"God, this is much trickier than dealing with the plague in Sidaris. You really brought me a shock and an accident." The female warlock looked at Zelin. "If I read it right, this is..."

The demon hunter made a quiet gesture to her.

"Let's go to your clinic first. She has had a fever for two days, and we can't continue to delay."

Marty quickly walked into the guard room at the city gate, and after speaking a few words with the other soldiers, several soldiers ran out and removed the roadblock in front of him. Zellin and Gnaiya returned to the carriage, and Marty also sat in the driver's seat of the carriage. "Do you remember the way to my clinic? Hurry up, her condition is too bad, I don't think there is any magic check to see how bad her current condition is. We can hurry up."

With that, the sorcerer took out a talisman and chanted a spell. The talisman immediately began to clink, looking at Zelin's puzzled eyes, Marty urged impatiently. "This can remind the pedestrians in front to get out. You can't run over them just because they don't give way. They don't care about whether the patient in your car is going to die. Only the lord's spear handle is used by the guard when he goes out. Only with the magic of the warlock can they escape. What are you still waiting for?! Go!"

Marty's little tricks are indeed useful. After people noticed the magic on the carriage, they fled to both sides of the road like a rampaging beast. The Sorceress's clinic is still in Goss Willen, but compared to the last time, this clinic looks a bit deserted. The two potted plants in front of the door were hanging listlessly with leaves.

"What's going on, Demon Hunter?" Marty asked in a low voice. "Yena...Isn't Ye Naifah dead? She died in the massacre in Livia? What's the matter? Uh, let me say, this woman is so much like her. How could she suffer? Such a serious injury? Where did you find her? Luckily, I dare to bet with my best bottle of beauty potion. If there is no one to take care of, she will not survive one night outside."

"It's a long story."

Marty’s clinic in Goss Willen became a bit empty because she bought a new property in Novigrad. She had mentioned to Zelin in the past that she wanted to open a new house in Novigrad. Clinic. Compared with Goss Willen, who became a little depressed after the coup, Novigrad is obviously a better place to live. Not to mention that it was threatened by the plague not long ago. Clinics and doctors are very popular in Novigrad. Of course, she hasn't forgotten that she has the identity of a school doctor at Eritusa College, which is why the Demon Hunter can continue to see her in Goss Willen.

"I have notified Teacher Tisaya, she will be here soon, I think you must have a chat with her, right, Demon Hunter?" Like her flame-like hair, Marty He hurriedly ran into the clinic and threw the medical box on his shoulders to a nearby table. She pushed the door open, and through the crack of the door, Zelin saw all kinds of magical instruments inside. The female warlock snapped her fingers and chanted a short spell. The spar on the magic ritual gave off a deep purple shimmer. "Come on, bring her here. I need help. I may not be able to do it alone, Academy. The students here should be too late to come. Oh, more!"

Marty stretched out his hand gently, blocking Zelin. "The man stopped."

The door slammed shut, Zelin stepped back and the badge on his chest began to vibrate.

Sending Ye Naifah to Sinide Island, Zelin breathed a sigh of relief, and left the rest to the doctor here. He believes in healing magic. At the battle of Sutton Hill, Francesca’s arm was lit by the imperial army’s warlock, almost scorching her arm, but after the war, she immediately recovered as before, the elf said , I don’t know how many talismans, artifacts, and potions the order has prepared for that war. There are only warlocks who have died, but as long as they are still alive, no warlock will die from the trauma of battle.

Zelin was sitting on the seat used to entertain guests outside the clinic. After a while, another carriage stopped by the clinic, and Tisaya, wearing a high-necked dress, walked in. She saw the demon hunter sitting on the chair at the first glance.

"Oh! Who do you think it is?" Tishaya said. She raised her eyebrows slightly and walked towards the demon hunter. "Marty is really true. I gave her a talisman that can send me a warning directly. As a result, she used it in the city of Goss Willen. I thought she was finally kidnapped in the city. I am. Guess, she used up the talisman that could redecorate this clinic when she got excited, right?"

Zelin told Tisya about their fight against wild hunting and the rescue of Ye Naifah. The great teacher rarely showed a look of surprise, and he didn't even notice that the embroidery on his left sleeve was cocked when he picked up the teacup.

"You must be crazy to have such an idea." The hand holding the teacup stiffened in the air, and Tisaya was silent for a while before exhaling. She looked at the ward with the door still closed. "You actually succeeded? It's incredible. You said Ye Naifah is here? Well, you did bring me a problem, but I will find a way. .I know some people in the south, maybe I can send her to hide in the south, or let her stay in the college to hide for a while, after the coup, few people will notice that there is an academy on Sinide Island. It's up. Well, but anyway, you are doing very well. In the past few hundred years, no one has ever been able to rescue a person who was robbed by a wild hunt. You actually succeeded. Don't worry, Ye Naifa It's safe here. Thank you for sending her here. I can assure you that Philippa and the others won't know about it."

"That's the best." Zelin nodded, and it's better not to let anyone else know about this matter. Zelin didn't want to let his castle attract too much attention. There were enough troubles, and he didn't need more troubles.

"Take a good rest, Demon Hunter, leave the rest to me, I will take care of it, your mission is over." Tisaya arranged the cuffs so that the embroidery on them looked symmetrical and neat, and then she After all, "Oh, sorry, I'm used to talking to the hired soldiers like this."

Zelin rubbed his forehead and waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing.

Perhaps for Zelin, the things he had to consider are indeed over.

But for others, some things have just begun.

In the Serekania Desert, the lonely and deserted sand dunes are blowing up with the night wind. It's very cold here. The weather in the desert is like this. The temperature during the day can cook people, but the chill at night is deep into the bones. For people who have never reached the desert, they certainly cannot imagine how unfriendly the environment here is to humans. People to the west of the Blue Mountains, especially those living in the northern region for many years. All they know is the four distinct seasons.

But one person is an exception.

White light suddenly appeared under the night sky, and a figure fell on the sand dune in a jumping posture. It's a pity that the dark brown tall cowhide boots are not suitable for standing on the sloping sand dunes. The person who appeared staggered before standing firm. The disgusting flying sand rushed towards his face, took a few sips, and raised his head. The bright moonlight reflected the handsome face of Shilia.

"Oh... this time there must be no problem."