The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"There has never been a demon hunter who will become a minister. It is no different from letting a rabbit send a letter."

"In the past, the status of the warlock was equal to that of the king. Now, this mistake should be corrected. The same goes for the demon hunter. When the king orders, no one can stay out of the matter." Hensett clenched his fist. "I want to form a troop, a troop made up of demon hunters. I heard about what happened in Vizima last year. There is a way to transform ordinary people into more powerful mutants. Tell me this way, you I will see the generosity of the Wang family. Also, let your colleagues nearby come over. Before the assassin is caught, I will replace the guard with the knight I trust most, as well as a few demon hunters."

"I can't order anyone." Zelin shrugged. "Every demon hunter of us is equal, the only difference is who respects more."

"Oh, demon hunter, do you know what the prerequisite is for you to be a good king? It is to throw all your relatives on the throne who keep their eyes under your **** all day long to remote places and wait for them to die of disease Or it's bitter cold, and don't have any stupid sons." Hensett stretched his hand under his neck and made a cut gesture. "In this way, you can hold all the power of the kingdom in your own hands, and then you can use this power to do whatever you want, instead of sitting on the throne and being treated as a marionette by the nobles in the council. A kingdom must be united to form a force, and the king must be strong enough to hold this force in his hands. I don’t care whether the beggar or the demon hunter standing in front of me, as long as it is in the land of Kodwin You should be loyal to the king."

"I'm from Tamoria."

"It won't be any soon, Demon Hunter. I know where your castle is. After I take Fjian, the northern part of Mahakam will become the territory of the Unicorn Dynasty." Hensett raised one. Hand, this is his habit of making others shut up first. But Zelin had no intention of interjecting or arguing.

Because it doesn't make much sense.

"In order to hunt down the Kingslayer, you can ask everyone in the camp for help, and you have the right to walk around the camp at will. But before you go, I have a question for you, and you must answer it immediately. Any hesitation."

"I'm listening."

"There is a demon hunter's castle northeast of Kodwin?"

"Yes."

"Okay, you can go now."

When Zelin walked out of the camp, Hensett took out an order to search northeast and threw it into the brazier. He wrote a new order to search for the Demon Hunter's Castle in the mountains to the northwest.

The camp has returned to normal, and the number of patrolling soldiers has doubled. Even if Hensett ordered that no unnecessary rumors be allowed, Zelin still heard some soldiers whispering about the assassination in private. It's easy to keep something from happening, but it's even harder to keep someone who has experienced something rare without talking about it. Everyone likes to tell things that others have never heard before, and then get full satisfaction from the attention and curiosity of the audience.

"Devil hunter."

Zelin followed the voice and turned his head.

"Shir."

"What did King Hensett say to you?"

"He said he wanted to form a corps of demon hunters to fight for him in the South and North." Zelin spread his hands. "I must say, from the perspective of imagination, he thought of many things that the king hadn't thought of."

"You didn't promise him, did you?" Schill frowned. "Neither the sword of the demon hunter nor the spell of the sorcerer should participate in the king's ambition."

"I know what you're worried about, and I didn't promise him."

Zelin knew that before signing the Treaty of Novigrad in the past, warlocks were often the backbone of the army, but every war involving magic would cause serious damage, the city was razed to the ground, thousands of casualties, very Soon everyone will realize that if the war continues like this, humanity will soon be reduced to the point of being driven into the sea by monsters and spirits. So in the end, all representatives of forces that can use supernatural power-warlocks, druids, priests, sign treaties in the free city, and will not participate in any war.

"I know you can make a wise decision." Schell breathed a sigh of relief.

"I will not participate in any king's war, it has nothing to do with me."

Zelin has seen the enthronement and death of dozens of kings in a hundred years. In so many countries in the north, the impassioned war preached by each king is like the beginning of an epic story. As a result, there is no one. Remembering their wars and declarations, the once powerful kingdom also became part of the stronger in wars and alliances. Their so-called achievements have become history, and the demon hunters continue to wander and kill monsters, watching the new king continue to start his campaign for more territory and power.

"But there is one thing, Schill, I want to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

"You all participated in the incident two years ago, right?"

"...Yes."

"What do you want to say?"

"This is a mistake."

Zelin looked at Shire and said nothing.

"Hensett will not give up what he wants. He has waged three wars for Lou Mark."

"I know what he wants, but I can tell you that he will not succeed." Zelin said. "I will not judge whether other demon hunters are willing to work for him, but he will not get the demon hunter formula, and I will not help him and kill anyone for his ambition. I don't know what you think. , Schill, but what I’m going to do is very simple, find the king killer, let him tell me why I do this, and then I will choose whether to kill him, and then the matter is over. If anyone wants to be right What my castle does, let him try it. We won’t make the same mistakes we did more than a hundred years ago."

"Hensai especially wants to do whatever he wants. We will not let him attack the demon hunter, nor will he let him expand the war for his own ambitions." Xiel frowned. "Temalia, Redania, and Corvell have maintained peace for more than ten years. Now the only thing that will weaken the north is the contradiction between Aden and Kodwin. This time it will be a complete solution to the contradiction. Opportunity."

"Shir, I have to tell you something." Zelin took a deep breath. "No king would like to have a group of people around them who can restrict them, do you understand? The power of you and other female warlocks comes from the king, but you want to use the power from the king to restrict the king. You can't succeed."

Schill did not speak.

"Just take it as my advice to the warlocks who stay in the laboratory these days. Others flatter you and make you think you are in power, but in fact, they flatter the king's pets, not you. Remember If you live with me, Schill, if you continue like this, you will soon taste failure."

The first thousand eight hundred and twenty-five chapters go to Fujian

When Zelin returned to the blue-clothed iron guard's camp, the night was already deep.

The blue-clad iron guards in the camp came back again. They were taking care of their equipment and sharpening their swords. Roche bought them beer to kill time and improve morale. They have been here for a while, but there is still no progress, and everyone seems to be doing nothing.

"Here, Demon Hunter."

Roche, sitting by the campfire, waved to Zelin. "Devil hunter, I heard Zoltan say that you are leaving tomorrow."

"Yes, I have found a way through the mist of the demon spirit. Tomorrow noon, I will set off when the curse is the weakest."

The curse brings about a solar eclipse. Perhaps it can be inferred from this that the sun will weaken the demon spirit in the mist, just like the demon spirit in the night. This is why Zelin asked Marek to see Murisa at noon.

"How many people can pass through?"

"Probably three are the most."

"Well, it seems that I can't send an investigator over." Roche raised his head and drank the beer in his glass. "Do you know what happened tonight? There are rumors in the barracks that the king killer appeared and attacked King Henset? Is it true? The soldiers inside are not willing to talk about it with me."

"It's true, that king slayer is here."

Roche clenched a fist with his left hand and smashed his right hand: "Damn it! I'm going to gather people, do you know where he fled?"

"He ran away and may still be near the camp, but I doubt whether he will come again or stay." Zelin squinted his eyes, the reflection of the bonfire leaping in his eyes. "He is a demon hunter. If the information I get is correct, he is one of the first demon hunters who appeared after Kyle Morhan was destroyed. I don't know who trained him, but he must understand. If the first attack fails, don't worry about attacking again. He may have escaped, but believe me, as long as Hensett is still there, he will not give up."

"Yes, the camp is heavily guarded. If I were an assassin, I wouldn't come back right away." Roche nodded. "Hensett even asked us today to obey his instructions in the blue iron guard. He seems to have been scared by the assassin to pee his pants."

"Now you are his escort?"

"No, I refused." Roche shook his head. "Only Foltest can order me. If there is something wrong with your Majesty, I will swear allegiance to his blood. We are here to hunt down the Kingslayer, not to help him downstairs Mark. My brother is there. Staying alive with me during the war, didn't you come here to be cannon fodder for him. He also looked for you, demon hunter?"

"Yes, and I don't plan to work for him." Zelin snorted softly. "I accept the commission, but the war has nothing to do with me."

"Are you really not participating in the war, Demon Hunter?"

"Generally speaking, if the war starts, every barracks will be willing to hire demon hunters to clean up the monsters near them. If this is considered a war, I have participated in many wars." Zelin shrugged. "But many kings always think that I'm just doing trivial work to cheat their money, or just trying to steal things near the camp. But they don't know that these trivial tasks may include demons and female monsters. With the deer head spirits, and the ghoul group attracted by the corpses on the battlefield."

Hensett is seeking more soldiers, and Zelin understands this. It takes sixteen to twenty years for a person to grow up to hold a weapon, and it only takes a moment to die on the battlefield. Compared with other races, humans are very capable of reproducing. Once, Francesca once joked with Zelin and said that if the king of humans is a pacifist, maybe the entire continent is full of humans. Up. And now, there are still large tracts of wasteland on this land.

In the five consecutive years of war, Zelin believed that these 6,000 people were already the largest army that Henset could conquer while maintaining the kingdom’s food production, and that this was because he weakened the power of the domestic nobles and would be extremely powerful. Part of the power is captured in his own hands, which is why Kodwin, a place where half of the country is covered by ice and snow, is so powerful for war. So he has to find a way to recruit more soldiers, otherwise, how would he go to war without an army.

"If you have a way through the fog, remember to keep in touch with me." Roche poured himself a glass of beer and filled it with Zelin. "You know the Kingslayer better than I do. If you find his whereabouts, you must inform me. That **** must pay the price. I will take him to Vizima's council and watch him be sentenced to death."