The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 15 Wilderness Night Talk

"Yes, chew it up and put it on myself." Resso threw a plant with orange-red petals to Roy expressionlessly, watching him rubbing his thighs with a stubborn appearance, and the corners of his mouth were concealed. For a moment.

  Leaving Kaye Village on this trip, the bald man rode his horse wildly for dozens of miles, and only stopped in a wilderness in the twilight.

  Roy's inner thigh was so painful, he opened his pants and saw that he was covered with bright red blood beads, and a large area of ​​skin was torn by the rough pants.

  The health value in the template has been reduced by 5 points to 37. His physique is worse than that of an adult, and he will not be able to ride a horse for a few days before his injury heals.

   "I'm a person who can't ride a horse, but I want to ride with the monster like a demon hunter. I'm really tired of life."

  "Master Reso, what kind of herbs did you give me?" Roy grinned in pain, and couldn't help chewing the herbs in his mouth. The taste was good, not as bitter as most herbs, and the taste was slightly moist.

   "Marigold, have you heard of it?" Lei Suowang lost a dry wood in the campfire, and patiently explained, "It relieves pain and prevents wound infection. You can find it anywhere outside of town."

  Roy turned his eyes, and secretly wrote down the words of the Demon Hunter. He is willing to embark on this road, on the one hand, it is also for this part of practical knowledge. The demon hunter has lived for many years, and his own experience and memory are equivalent to a treasure house. He wants to pry out bit by bit to become a nutrient for his growth. .

Resso threw a few pieces of dry and hard jerky over, while looking at the twilight in the distance, he chewed silently, and soon he unlocked the long sword behind him, putting his arms on him. Lie on the grass behind his head.

  Take the sky as the blanket and the ground as the seat, showing a relaxed and at ease. As if this is his home.

  The wild life in the wind, meals and sleepers is commonplace for the demon hunters.

  The faint aroma of wine flicked over the tip of his nose, and Roy couldn't help swallowing.

"May I have a taste?" The herbal-coated thighs were squishy and quite awkward. He consciously took the wine pouch and took a sip. Just after the wine was eaten, he could not help but crane his neck and widen his eyes, like a Only a toad stuck out his tongue.

   "What smell!" A strange smell of spicy and sour mixture made him squirt out.

Resso's face was stern, "Little devil, don't waste it if you don't drink. This bottle of wine is the East of the East that took me great effort to get it from Bowkerland. Ordinary people will never have the opportunity to taste this kind of tribute-level wine in a lifetime. Know how to cherish."

"I don't feel very good. This wine is not good," Roy said honestly. "It's still good wine from the Old Captain's Tavern. Dwarf spirits are better than this!" He turned again, "You just Speaking of Buckland, if I remember correctly, this place is in the Duchy of Tousent? Have you been there? Have you seen Duchess Anna Henrietta? Is she as beautiful as the legend?"

Towson is exactly where the "Blood and Wine" story happened in the future. Roy was deeply impressed by its beautiful fairy tale scenery. In addition, there are a large number of high-level vampires, "Yun Zhen" ", and the pretty face of the Duchess.

"Madam didn't see it. Her husband, Duke Raymond, did meet..." Resso said and glanced at him in surprise. "Boy, where did you, a countryman of Adenian, hear the name of the duke?" "

  Tausent is located in the territory of the Nilfgaard Empire, and can't fight Aden. Reso felt more and more that this kid was full of weirdness, and that there was something secret hidden in him.

   "I said the answer long ago, but you don't want to believe it."

  The demon hunter naturally does not believe the nonsense predicted in the dream.

  Roy hugged his shoulders and leaned close to the fire, rubbing his palms constantly, "Master Reso, the demon hunters live as long as you?"

   "Most of them will die in commissions of hunting monsters, various battles, and less than half of them can live to be fifty."

  Roy smiled slightly, but he knew that the wolf school hides an old monster over two hundred years old, maybe other schools?

  "Do you regret it now?" Resso suddenly turned and looked straight at Roy. "On this road, maybe you die faster than being a farmer."

   "To be honest... a little bit."

   "Huh?" The bald giant man had a murderous look on his body.

  Roy hurriedly changed his mouth and said seriously, "Sorry, I drank too much, how can I regret it."

"The two old guys have already sent your parents to Novigrad as agreed. If you dare to change my mind halfway through... The Viper School doesn’t have as many lunatics as the Cat School, but it’s absolutely against people who dare to deceive and use us. Not soft."

  The meaning in Reso’s tone is self-evident.

   "Calm down, Master Reso, let's change the subject."

   "I heard that the demon hunters don't always carry two swords with them. Why do you only have one sword behind you?"

  Resso’s face became more rigid, "You should understand that each school is good at different areas. The Viper School is more inclined to use daggers and poison to defeat the enemy."

Roy still stared at him unblinking, Resso stretched out his hand, with a rare hint of helplessness in his tone, "I guess you know very well again, these two swords are stainless steel or meteorite long swords and A silver sword that can be easily taken in one hand."

  "Steel swords are used to deal with humans, and silver swords are used to restrain monsters that are sensitive to precious metals?" Roy asked.

  Reso shook his head, "This is too absolute. Silver does restrain certain monsters, but it is more effective against other monsters and steel."

  As for why I only have a steel sword behind me, do you know a silver sword, even if it is not forged in pure silver, but silvered with stainless steel and meteorite, how much is it worth? Now the situation of Viper Academy is not as good as before, all resources must be used on the blade, such as investment and training for you. "

  Roy's heart beats, and being so concerned by the Demon Hunter doesn't know whether it is good or bad.

  "A suitable silver sword is too far away from me. Actually, my opponent is more interested in crossbows. Is Master Resso familiar with this weapon? Can you teach me?"

  More than a month of hunting failed to enable him to master the long-range weapon skills, he deeply regretted.

  Compared with melee weapons, the bows and crossbows of long-range weapons match his strongest attribute perception. By the way, Roy added to the new skill at the level 2 skill point, the "observation" became LV2, and the perception bonus became 2 points.

"You asked the wrong person, kid, crossbows and crossbows are the best weapons of the cat school and the bear school." Reso looked at the night outside the campfire with deep eyes, and seemed to think of some acquaintances. I can’t talk about proficiency, but after living for decades, I will use it more or less, and I’ll teach it to you in two days."

  Speaking, Reso took out a bag of brown powder from his waist bag and drew a circle on the grass, enclosing the horse, the campfire, and the two of them.

  Roy's nose moved, and he smelled a faint sour smell.

   "What creature's feces is this?"

   "Little devil, good knowledge! Sprinkle the pterodactyl dung on this thing, ordinary wild animals will not be able to enter, and you can sleep peacefully."

  Roy wrinkled his nose. The smell was better than what he had smelled when he was an apprentice butcher, and it was tolerable. But when the cold wind blew in the wilderness, he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

  "Master Reso...can you stop calling me kid or kid in the future? Just call me by name."

  This kind of address always gives him the illusion, as if he is still that little kid with a runny nose.

  "Then you have to work hard to get me to recognize it. I will consider changing the name when that happens." Resso replied without looking up, "From today on, you must get used to this. If it's cold, stay closer to the fire."

   "Now, kid! I have to teach you the first lesson of the witcher apprentice."

  "Speak less, use more brains, never expose your weaknesses to others, even the closest person...shh—"

  Resso suddenly blocked his index finger to his mouth and made a silent gesture, Roy quietly pricked up his ears.

   "Wow..."

  Long wolves howled from far to near, dozens of firefly-like pupils appeared dozens of hours away from the campfire in the blink of an eye.

  Roy held his breath and quietly tightened the crossbow.

  The weird pupils stared at the fire and moved left and right, but they seemed to be under some invisible suppression, and they dared not get close to the circle on the ground.

   Resso's fingers outlined, and he drew an Axifah seal against the horses around him. The horses that were agitated with their noses were immediately calmed down and remained motionless obediently.

  The roar of the wolves only lasted for two minutes, and finally did not dare to rush over, and went away with a whine of "Woo" and disappeared into the depths of the night.

"Pterodactyl dung, the effect is good." Roy's mind became active. There is a free super bodyguard called Demon Hunter Reso, and the surrounding pterodactyl dung can drive away beasts. If he makes good use of the existing conditions, he can definitely Experience comfortably in the wilderness, where there are more wild animals than the woods around Kaye Village.

   means a huge amount of experience points, anyway, there is some fresh meat and anesthetic powder left in the space.

   "Look here, kid!" Resso's low voice suddenly sounded, and the latter followed his orders without thinking.

  Then an inverted double triangle symbol occupied his entire field of vision. Roy was dominated by a strong sleepiness, and when he closed his eyes, he didn't know why.

   Yasik’s Fayin remained for a while, during the process, the witcher’s lips squirmed, and he spoke a long speech to the boy in a state of confusion.

  As for what I said, I was blown by the night breeze, but I couldn't understand it clearly.

   Then Lei Suo breathed a sigh of relief, removed the seal of his hand, pressed the carrot's thick ten fingers into a crackle, and pressed the boy who was lying on the ground into a deep sleep.

  Looking at the childish face under the firelight, the rough features softened quietly.

  I almost can’t remember the last experience I took as an apprentice...it seems to be more than 30 years ago, but unfortunately that kid didn’t even survive the first round of the trial of grass.

  Is this mysterious little ghost a little different?

  (End of this chapter)