From Demon Hunter to Lord of the Empire

Chapter 100: Lion Zhang Pupil (7,000 words)

When East emerged from inside the tent, Skellig’s warriors saw a fire burning beneath the sea.

Everyone knows that the king of Sintra has passed away with the queen, and the man standing before them has changed back to the “son of the archipelago” and “knight of the sea” who was once sung in poetry, Esther Tursek.

“I’m going back to Sintra and Ciri is still there. ”

The sailors’ blood was boiling, and Kratz looked at his uncle with a worried face: “You are too tired, and too much has happened today.” I’ll ask the druid to give you a potion to sleep well overnight, and come back to Sintra tomorrow.” The Nifgaards are not so fast, and you don’t want to fall off the horse either, do you? ”

East shook his head and said, “Every extra minute spent, Ciri is more dangerous, Ciri is to me what Halma is to you, I can’t wait for a moment.” ”

In the crowd, a young man with a green face but a strong body shouted: “Father, the soldier is fast, let’s go and save Ciri!” ”

“Shut up, Halma! Kratz roared at his son, then sighed and bowed to Easter, “Since you are so persistent, then let’s set off overnight.” ”

Ister nodded and turned to gaze at his wife affectionately, as if he wanted to carry this thought into the battle that followed.

With a “bang”, Kratz punched Esther to the ground from behind, and the newly awakened sea knight fainted in the stunned eyes of the Skelliger soldiers, raising a fallen leaf on the ground.

“Father, you…” Halma looked at his father dumbfounded, unable to say anything.

Kratz glared at his young son and roared: “Shut up smelly boy, there is no part for you to talk here!”

I have seen too many such fighters. They have fire in their heads, fire in their eyes, and fire in their bodies, and such flames will burn their enemies, but they will also burn themselves. This is the lesson that the sea has taught us, even if he is a knight of the sea. ”

After placing Esther in a more comfortable position on the ground, Kratz turned to the sailors and said: “Uncle’s safety cannot be lost, he needs to return to Skellig-Halma as soon as possible with Queen Caranther’s body!” ”

The young man whose name was called reflexively straightened his chest: “Yes!” ”

“You lead half of the sailors, take the remains of your uncle and queen and return to the island of Great Skellig immediately, don’t do anything extraneous! ”

After finishing his command, he turned to the remaining sailors and said with a solemn face: “Princess Pavita and her husband died because I miscalculated the storm at sea, and I wanted to apologize to Queen Carranther for her death, but she forgave me. From that day on, I swore in the name of my family that I would do everything I could to help their only daughter, Princess Hillella. Now that I’m going to fulfill my vow, will you follow me? ”

The sailors shouted neatly: “The son of the archipelago is not afraid of wind and waves!” ”

Kratz laughed loudly with satisfaction.

“That… Father? Halma said suddenly, “I also want to go and save Ciri…”

A muffled sound far more deafening than when Esther fell, resounded in the woods.

…………

Jeron slapped the table in front of him, and the sharp wood chips pierced his palm, and he didn’t realize it.

Toussaint, Crane Mountain Castle underground, secret laboratory.

Placed in the very center of the culture tank soaked a young man, densely packed with infusion tubes attached to his body, each of which was connected to a bucket of unnamed potions.

The young man soaked in the culture tank breathed weakly, and although he was wearing a respirator, he still diligently sipped the nutrient solution in the culture tank so that he could see that he was still alive. Jeron tried many times to stop the young man’s eyes from interfering with the experiment, but as long as the other party had a trace of consciousness, he would never stop, so he had to let it go in the end, he wondered where this guy got such vigorous vitality.

Jeron was happy at first, feeling that this vigorous vitality was enough for the young man to survive the trials of the demon hunter. But he didn’t expect that now he was really just “alive”.

This young man’s hair is now dry, his skin is white like a dead person, the skin in some places still has a melting feeling like a burner, and there are different degrees of deformity in his fingers and joints.

Lan, he should have died in mutation a long time ago, but [gourmet] and a strong will to survive have been hanging his life.

But the Demon Hunter mutation is not just enough to “survive”.

Jeron looked desperate and collapsed weakly: “Mutation… Failed, the griffin school …”

During this time, he watched Rann’s condition decline day by day, from a handsome knight to what he is today.

He rummaged through all the experimental materials, read all the texts he could find, hunted and killed an unknown number of monsters to make all kinds of potions and decoctions, trying to reverse the process, but all failed.

Demon hunter trials are all completed in childhood, because children are more malleable. This is the law discovered by the Archmage Arzu, the creator of the demon hunters, who once experimented with mutations with adults, but no one survived; Later, the inspiration suddenly used children to do experiments to achieve a breakthrough, but Rao was so, and the success rate of the demon hunter’s trial was only three percent.

And the success rate of this thirty percent is still the result of the most powerful warlock in history, Alzu, leading dozens of warlock teams and using hundreds of thousands or even tens of thousands of experimental subjects.

On the other hand, in Jelon’s mutation experiment, the demon hunter mixed with a large number of legendary materials was strong and strong, but it did not directly act on Lann after any experiments, and the final effect was still rushing in the direction of loss of control. Jeron made assumptions with strong knowledge, and Rann survived for so long with a strong will and system locks, but some things could not be done by hard work alone, and fate still did not turn to the first one percent of the trail after all.

Jeron knew this knowledge, but he still had a fluke mentality when facing Rann, but reality dealt him a heavy blow and shattered his faith.

“I’m sorry… Knight, I made you the way you are now, so that you can’t even have a decent funeral. ”

Jeron muttered, he roared on the ground, followed by a strong sense of guilt.

“It was my selfishness that made you go through all this, and I should not impose my fate on you. This is not the way of knighthood. ”

“Perhaps, I should have freed you sooner.” ”

After collecting his mood, Jeron looked around, this small laboratory carried his nightmare for a hundred years, and he even felt that his experiments on Rann in the past period were repeating the evil deeds that his father had done to him, which made him feel even more guilty.

Now that the mutation has failed, there is no need to stay here. Geron fished Lane out of the culture tank and carried him out of the tunnel.

He didn’t want Rann to die in this dark underground laboratory, and the knight deserved a knight’s end.

They came to Heshan Castle, where the bandits who had been stationed had long been cleaned up by Jeron, and only some traces of the battle remained here.

“Using a castle as your tombstone should be enough, right? The death of the knight should be in the castle. ”

Jeron muttered.

The cold moonlight shone on Lan’s body, and the evening breeze blew through, making him feel the breath of the world for a long time.

Rann has actually been able to receive information from the outside world, although his five senses are faintly blurred like a membrane, and even his eyelids are partially glued together and cannot be opened, but he knows what is happening to him now.

He could feel himself soaked in some potion, knew he didn’t know how many needles had been pricked on his body, and could feel that he was now being taken out of the lab.

He could hear what Jeron Moru said, and he knew that the other party was saving himself, and he knew that the way of rescue was too intense. He always wanted to become a demon hunter, but he didn’t have a safe plan, so even if he always had the formula of the demon hunter’s trial in his hand, he never put it into action.

By mistake, I didn’t expect to be joked by fate. He passively performed the Demon Hunter mutation in order to save his life, and then failed.

[Is that all?] Countless times he was tormented by the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow to a mental breakdown, but he still used the pain to bite open the respirator to drink the dirty mutant liquid to activate [Gourmet], and he felt that he had done it to the extreme.

[How can this be?] Lane could only roar in his heart, after working so long, meeting so many friends, and receiving so many honors, how could he accept such a result?

[I, no! Sweet! Heart! 】

The speechless youth roared in his heart, but he did not suddenly realize that everything around him had changed drastically unconsciously.

It was as if everything around him had opened a passage for Lan, and Lan felt as if he had some magical senses, and the membrane that shrouded the five senses had been lifted.

Once again, he could hear the wind, smell the flowers, feel the warmth and cold; You don’t have to open your eyes, but you can observe every cent around you.

No, it’s not so much that Rann “can” perceive, but that someone “allows” Rann to perceive.

The evening wind stopped flowing, and the petals that fell from mid-air ceased to move; The insect that had just flapped its wings hundreds of times per second gradually slowed down to be visible to the naked eye until it became a specimen fixed in the air.

Jeron kept looking back at Rann, as if watching the future of the Gryphon School pass away, his hair raised in the air for a long time and no longer falling.

The whole world seemed to have been pressed the pause button, silent. The only one who was unrestricted was Lan, but he was also able to breathe weakly and could do nothing else.

Suddenly, Lan heard a sound of footsteps coming from a distance, and his perception was also taken away by an invisible big hand, like an audience member watching the stage with his head pressed.

The familiar sound of the lute suddenly sounded out of nowhere, followed by the accompaniment of bagpipes.

One transparent face after another suddenly appeared in the sky, that is, like a ghost and a demon soul, endless and orderly. They gather in mid-air and sing melodious together, as if praising and sighing:

[The moonlight shrouded all directions, and the male lion was trapped in a blind eye. 】

At the source of the moonlight, a figure suddenly appeared.

He slowly walked down from the sky, and a staircase seemed to be paved for him in the void, and every step he took would sound an empty echo, and a gorgeous blue flame dust flashed on the soles of his feet, leaving a string of trails behind him that did not dissipate for a long time.

As he moved, the singing soul in the sky rose another key, and his voice surpassed the Kraken and rushed straight into the sky:

[The son of the devil came to help, with a handsome face. ]

He will let you get your wish, gold and silver coins and honey. 】

The moon stood behind the figure, as if the stage was lighting him up. His face became clear as he took each step, and Rann recognized his master’s name.

It’s him! It’s him!

The merchant poet Miró Grasse, who once wrote poetry for Rann in Sintra, (Mirror· Glass) chuckled reservedly at Rann, and then the face immediately melted again, turning into a look that Rann had seen for the first time, but was very familiar.

“We meet again, Lord Lannister. Allow me to address you Rann—because I think we can be friends, and it’s even more affectionate to call you that. Please also forgive me for not revealing my real name to you before, after all, businessmen who go out always have to have several more identities. ”

The businessman bowed slightly, as if the actor had opened the curtain to the audience: “Allow me to reintroduce myself to you, my name is Gunter Odim, a mirror merchant who travels from world to world.

You can also call me by the nickname my customers give me, they usually call me as-”

At this moment, the souls in the sky trembled and began to turn into a cry, kneeling down and worshiping as if a god had descended:

[But if one day he comes to collect the debt, his eyes will immediately burn up.

You will become his slave and be tortured to the end! 】

– Master Mirror. ”

…………

The definition of the word “demon” is very different between warlock researchers and folklorists. The “devil” spoken of by folklorists is more in line with the narrow sense of the devil, which brings together the vicious, terrifying, and evil qualities that all intelligent beings can think of.

In the eyes of warlock researchers, “demons” collectively refer to creatures that come from other worlds that they cannot understand, cannot define, and cannot describe.

Scientists and explorers have already figured out that the continent stampede under their feet is a sphere. After the research of the warlocks, beyond this planet, there are also elemental realms that are wrapped in which humans cannot step on, and there are elemental elves that can be summoned and enslaved by the warlocks.

Beyond this elemental realm, there are more realms, dimensions, planets, and space-time that humans have never visited – the creatures from these places are “demons”.

Dijing (lamp god), who can fulfill the three wishes of people, was also a demon in the broad sense, but the warlocks later created the category “realm spirit” specifically for it. The situation with elemental sprites is generally similar.

And the man in front of Lan’s eyes, the mirror master, in a sense, gathered folklorists and warlock scholars on the definition of demons. He is a visitor to another world, wandering in different dimensions and time and space to find fun, and his strength is the undisputed ceiling of combat power in the original work.

His name, Gund Odim, has been translated as “God Or Devil,” meaning “God or Devil.” He was a beggar, soldier, merchant, officer. In the future, many people claim to have seen him in different histories:

It is rumored that the mirror master cultivated an unprecedented male heir of the ancient blood whose bloodline could not be traced, helped him travel through time and space, and then induced him to create the tragic fate of his childhood with his own hands;

It is also rumored that the Mirror Master once lingered in the beautiful Forest of Blochron, but eventually induced the nearby king to form the infamous “Scalp Hunter” to make the Dream Forest blood flow like a river, and tied the door to the friendship between the dryads and humans;

It is also rumored that the Mirror Master once directed the decline and rise of Nifgaard, and in the future plans to bring down this huge empire again.

But just as the good deeds translate his name to mean, the mirror master who is “god or demon” is not always the devil. It’s not that no one can live a peaceful life and live out his old age after trading with the mirror master, provided that you follow his rules and restrain your greed; And the clever one will meet the real devil and become a member of the soul choir in the sky at this moment.

In the original work, the mirror master will hire the player as his agent to solve the “bad debt” of not following the rules of the transaction for himself, and if the protagonist has not found the lost Ciri at this time, he will teach the player how to get along with Ciri, and then help the player play the perfect ending to avoid the worst ending of Dead Ciri and Dead Wolf.

In previous lives, many people had unfounded speculation that the mirror master was actually the incarnation of the player. Because this kind of bad image of “fun people” who are “unfathomable in strength”, “elusive in character”, “have to set rules for themselves”, and “slaughter people when good and slaughter when evil” are too similar to those who play cracked games with gold fingers.

And this mysterious figure actually appeared by Lan’s side a long time ago.

Rann felt his “given” perception turn as the mirror master moved, as if a lens was slowly spinning.

“It’s strange why I’m here, right?

You know what Lanne, I was surprised when I first heard that someone had come to me, it had been so long in this world, it was the first time I had encountered something so interesting. And I’m able to make sure I’ve never traded with you or anyone you’ve been in contact with before, so how do you know about me? ”

The mirror master walked around Rann’s immobile body and told as if a poet was chanting, or like a merchant introducing his wares:

“I wanted to know why, so I came to you. And the first time I saw you, I had the answer – you are out of place around you, even today, even if you yourself are trying to cover up, trying to disguise, but it cannot change the fact that you are not from this world, Ran, you are an outsider. ”

Lane remembered that when he first crossed, he did have a lot of behavioral and language habits and environmental rejection, but everyone around him thought that it was a normal phenomenon of a teenager with a big change.

Even after such a long period of active integration, in some details, the way of thinking about problems, the handling of behavior, and even the changes in eyes, Lann actually has a slight difference from the people around him.

And these nuances, for a mirror master who does not know how many years old interdimensional traveler, is like an ink spot on a blank piece of paper.

“At first I thought you were the one who was summoned by some warlock to possess you, but when I looked closely, it wasn’t like that. You fit in so perfectly with this body, as if this body were originally yours, like the world directly to the flesh, like—”

The mirror master whispered in Rann’s ear, “—just like me.” ”

The lute in the air flew back into the hands of the mirror master, and he gently plucked the strings and sang in a low voice: “Special Lan, poor Lan, wouldn’t it be some poor guy who went on an expedition everywhere and forgot his way home?” ”

It seems that the pretending bard is addicted, the mirror master mournfully whispered, and the demon spirits in mid-air let out a low wail at the right time, gentle and desolate, for a long time.

Good for a while.

“After talking for so long, it’s time to get down to business. ”

After chanting the sad song, the mirror master raised his face with a reserved and nonchalant smile and said, “I told you that I am a businessman. Businessmen are always in debt, and now I have a bad debt to settle – but because I have set some rules for myself, I can’t do it myself now, I have to find a friend to help. And I happened to hear that you like to help others. ”

The mirror master took out a contract: “I originally planned to observe by your side for a while, and when you got into trouble, I pulled you.” In this way, I will help you, and you will help me, and everyone’s problems will be solved. ”

Speaking of this, the mirror master suddenly laughed. He clapped his hands, and the contract turned into Mars and dissipated in mid-air: “But you actually invited me to a drink… A drink. I’ve seen dragons with mountains of gold, I’ve met kings who control empires, but no one has ever asked me for a drink. You actually shot before me, you are too cunning. So now I have to follow the rules and find a chance to return the wine to you first. ”

He looked at Lan’s body that was constantly flowing with vitality and said: “After all, it is written in the poem: Travelers passing by are invited to drink, and sometimes they have to pay their lives back. ”

With that, the mirror master clapped his hands, and all the light gathered throughout the night.

It was not simply light, it was the external manifestation of some unknown energy that Lann did not know, and they came from beyond the continent, from beyond the elemental layer, from beyond the astral realm.

All the power needed by Lan’s body was filled in the light of this light, his skin returned to its original appearance, and the physical damage caused to him by the mutation disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Not only that, the original skewed Demon Hunter trial process was also forcibly broken back by a big hand that could not be questioned, and all the legend-level materials were combining in the most rounded way, rushing towards the safest, most efficient, and most perfect goal.

Seeing this, the mirror master nodded with satisfaction: “You can think of this as ‘product trial’ – maybe you haven’t heard the word, but you can definitely understand it.” ”

“The idea that I want to trade with you is still there, and that bad debt really troubles me. When you think of the right payment, it’s the next time we meet. You don’t have to inquire about me anymore, I’ll come to you again when the time is right.” ”

“Oh, right. The mirror master who was walking out suddenly seemed to remember something and paused, “Before a Huningfu who liked to play knightly games was peeking at you, as if he was scared away by me. I need to apologize to you. ”

The man gave a meaningful smile: “You’re too easy to attract attention, Lan.” ”

The mirror master’s voice fell, and at that moment, it was as if a drawing board had been forcibly removed from a layer of canvas. The mirror masters, moonlight, and souls that spread across the sky painted on that canvas all disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

The world that seems to have been pressed the pause button is also liberated at this time.

The evening wind once again blew the leaves, the petals that fell in mid-air fell leisurely into the dust, and insects quickly flapped their wings at a speed invisible to the naked eye, leaving everyone’s sight in an instant.

Jaron’s sad face froze, and then the sadness turned into surprise, shock, surprise.

Lan, who was physically broken and dying because of the Demon Hunter’s trial last second, has now actually turned back into a strong and handsome knight.

What happened, I didn’t blink?

Immediately afterwards, Jeron heard a calm and powerful drum beat from inside the body, which was the slow beating of the heart.

It is the voice of health, the voice of strength, and the voice of life.

Jeron strode forward and looked at Lane in disbelief, he looked Rann’s body up and down, and finally determined that the Demon Hunter Trial was successful.

Although it was in a way that he could not understand, it was indeed successful, and the Gryphon School Demon Hunter added another person!

Jeron burst into tears, and at the same time, Rann’s ears continued to sound the system’s prompts like noise pollution, and a voice like a singing sigh was just in tune and covered by the next, repeatedly making people’s heads big.

At the same time, the properties panel is also flashing, flashing, flashing three flashes like light pollution, red, blue, green and various colors briefly brightened:

[Name: Len Lannister Rayanlun.]

Gender: Male

Race: Demon Hunter

Level: 17

Talent: Blood of the Ancients (Partial Awakening)

XP: 948/1500

HP: 1770/1770

Mana: 2000/2000

Inventory: Cotton and linen shorts

Skill bar: Muscle Memory (5/5), Precision Heavy Strike (5/5), Intensity Training (5/5), Immobile (5/5), Boomerang Sword Dance (1/5), Patience (5/5), Survival Intuition, Metabolic Control, Gourmet, Gryphon School Skills, Sense of Magic, Poisonous Blood, Death Strike, Magic Tide

Follower column: (empty)

Mission: City Defense Iron Guard No. 2]

“Knight? Can you hear me? ”

Lan, who was looking at the panel with his consciousness, suddenly heard a voice ringing in his ears, it was a strange and familiar voice. It was strange because Lane couldn’t match the voice with any face he knew, and he had never seen anyone who made it.

Familiar because he had heard this man say a lot in his coma, and it was clear that this was the one who presided over the Demon Hunter’s trial for himself.

He had long understood his physical condition at that time, and the other party mutated himself purely to save himself, and this person was a friend and not an enemy. If he is also a demon hunter, he can still be regarded as his own teacher.

At this thought, Lan opened his eyes.

Compared with Geralt’s amber cat’s eyes, his eyes are much darker, like yellow instead of yellow, like brown and not brown, as if there is dark ancient gold precipitation:

Like a lion’s pupil.

I admit that I have less updates, after all, I am desperate for my life … But when it comes to my water, I have to justify, I just write carefully. I’ve tried to write as little as possible about the daily life of the characters and some auxiliary dialogues… If you remove a lot of rich character and world background descriptions, you will feel that the characters in it are as inexplicable as puppets, how can this be said to be water…

If you really want to say that you want to see the truth, it is better to read the outline…

If “water” refers to dissatisfaction with my repeated perspective and liking one-line narratives, then jump to see or save it, I can understand… I actually try not to do group portraits.

In addition, I don’t understand that my previous plot has been seen in other people’s books… You said that I am exactly the same as the original book and the game and the American drama, I can understand, but you said that my content has been written by many fan fiction, I really can’t understand… I wrote it myself because I didn’t read the book of the demon hunter, so there are really so many good books and trouble paragraph reviews and recommendations?

For the sake of plot coherence, 10,000 words today, because I was sprayed afraid. After that, if you don’t save enough papers, you may take a leave of absence, tired …

If you’re not happy, don’t read a book first… Reading books and having fun is the most important thing…

I wish everyone to stay away from baldness and do more lifts.

(End of chapter)