Great Single Player of the Heavens

Just as Lu Qi left, sitting on the sandy ground, the thoughtful demon hunter suddenly stood up.

"You two, I have something to tell you."

When the two of them looked at it with suspicious eyes, Geralt was straightforward: "You have to go home, go to the Mahakam Mountains to the north."

"what do you mean?"

"It's time for fun, we're going to make our own way. Dandrien, it's time for you to go home and write poems. Milva will take you through the forest..."

"Hehe, after you chase Regis away, do you plan to chase us away too?"

"During this journey, I am not sure how many more dangers will arise. Therefore, I must complete it alone."

"So you have to leave behind the burden, leave behind the fetters that slow you down, and give you a lot of trouble, that's me," the poet said lightly.

"And me." Mirva echoed.

"Listen to me, this is my personal affair and it has nothing to do with you. I don't want you to risk your lives for things that are only related to me." Geralt's tone softened a lot.

"This is your personal business." Dandrien repeated slowly: "You don't need anyone. Your companions will only hinder you and slow you down. You don't expect anyone's help, and you don't want to rely on anyone. Besides that, you like to be alone. Did I miss anything?"

Hearing this, Geralt was inexplicably annoyed, "As usual, you missed the brain in your head. You idiot! If the arrow goes a little further to the left, you will become a rook pecking. The corpse! You are a poet with a lot of imagination. Just imagine that scene!"

"I repeat, you go north, I go south, alone."

"Then go! I won't beg you, go to hell, Demon Hunter! Dandreen, let's cook some broth. I'm starving. Listening to him makes me sick..."

Just watching Milva and Dandrien walk away, the Demon Hunter smelled a special strange smell again, and could not help whispering:

"You are testing my patience, Regis."

A vampire in a black robe appeared out of thin air nonchalantly and sat down beside the demon hunter.

"I have to change the bandage for the poet."

"Then find him and stay away from me."

Regis sighed, but didn't intend to leave obediently:

"I heard your conversation with Milva and Dandrien." Regis's tone was slightly mocking: "I have to say that you are very talented in irritating others. Even the whole world While hunting you, you are also ignoring allies and companions who intend to help you."

"This world is crazy. Vampires taught me how to deal with humans. Regis, how much do you know about humans? You are only interested in the taste of their blood. Why should I talk to you..."

"This world is crazy. After all, a demon hunter has started to talk to me..." After a pause, Regis smiled self-deprecatingly, and then said:

"Perhaps you can listen to my advice?"

"No, I don't want to listen."

"Yeah, I forgot. Advice is unnecessary for you, and companions are also unnecessary. This matter is your own journey, and you must complete it alone. In the final analysis, this is self-punishment. Part of it is a baptism of fire. As long as someone reaches out to you and supports you, it will deepen your sins at the same cost and make you bear more humanity debts. So, while you are repaying your sins, at the same time, I don't want to owe more debts, is that right?"

"Exactly right. So, vampire, please let me atone for my sins and face the debt alone."

"As you wish, but I still want to give you some advice: so-called guilt, think about it..."

"Please, go away..."

Regis stood up and walked to Milva and Dandrien who were discussing how to cook raw lamb.

"Do you need some spices, I have bay leaves, pepper..."

"That's great. We still have some onions, carrots, and celery, just add them together, a pot of fragrant lamb and mixed vegetable soup..."

"I hope Alex comes back soon, my stomach is almost flat..."

Looking at the three people who were cooperating in the cooking, the demon hunter turned around a little angrily, pretending not to hear.

. . .

When Lu Qi returned to the river with the little griffin on his back, a simple campfire had been born.

Above the flames, a pot of mutton soup exuding a strong fragrance is simmering in a copper pot, which is extremely tempting.

The vampire who disappeared sat down by the campfire and changed his bandage to Dandrien.

After looking at Regis, Lu Qi put down the big cage and said casually:

"Your cooking skills are good, I can smell the fragrance all the way."

"The reason is that the ingredients are good, and the spices of Regis..."

While talking, Dandrien exclaimed unexpectedly when he saw Lu Qi's so-called pet, which turned out to be a baby griffin.

"Oh my God!"

Milva, who had been looking forward to this scene a long time ago, suddenly laughed.

The poet's exclamation and the merciless ridicule of the beautiful archer also attracted the attention of the demon hunter.

He came to Lu Qi's side, looked at the little griffin whispering in the wooden box, and couldn't help asking:

"You domesticated this young griffon?"

"Yes, you have so much experience with monsters. Can you tell me if it is male or female? So I can give it a proper name."

After a closer look, the demon hunter gave his own answer: This young griffon is a male, probably in his early one year old.

According to Geralt, the adulthood of a griffin is generally two and a half years old. That is to say, if he wants to become a griffon rider, he must at least domesticate this little griffin for a year and a half.

"Tame a griffin is very troublesome, you'd better be mentally prepared..."

"Of course, otherwise what do you think I'm doing..."

After patted the big cage with the little griffin, Lu Qi immediately sat down by the campfire:

"Can you try your craft?"

"It's ready soon!"

Next, while holding bread, Lu Qi enjoyed this fragrant mutton and mixed vegetable soup with a few people, while sharing his own experience of obtaining a little griffin.

It wasn't until the pot bottomed out that the few people sitting around the copper pot uttered a comfortable (groan).

"Ah, I'm eating it, Dandreen, it's a great idea to make the soup. And Alex, thank you for the ingredients."

"Indeed, Geralt, what do you think?"

"I want to say thank you, is that enough?"

"You don't need to care." The poet shook his hand casually, "He is like this. You have never seen him when he is with Ye Naifa, especially when he quarrels..."

"Hey! I'm still here!" The Demon Hunter said with some dissatisfaction.

At this moment, the vampire suddenly said:

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"I said it, it's none of your business."

"You don’t even know where Hiri is. Even if you continue to the south, you may not be able to get news of her among the Nilfgad population. Perhaps, before then, you have been shot by the Nilfgadites. A hedgehog."

"Regis, what's your opinion?"

Raised his chin slightly, Regis, the nobleman, said solemnly:

"Obviously, Hilli is our goal. Since we don't know where she is, we must find out. In my opinion, the Son of Destiny must be closely related to magic, destiny, and other supernatural elements, and I happen to know one People, very knowledgeable in this area, and willing to help us..."

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