The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"You are just a fresh graduate, Albert, now I have the final say." Cynthia sighed helplessly. "Think about it, Demon Hunter. I know you are not an enemy of the empire, and you and Philippa are not the same. In that case, why not have one more enemy than one more friend? As far as I know, you are not a murderer. , And will not take pleasure in killing, let alone drew swords at every turn. You are a gentle, educated and reasonable person."

"Who did you hear?"

"Francisco Finbeda. She is very famous in the South."

"Being obedient won't make me forget your identity, Cynthia." Zelin took a deep breath, frowned, and looked at the female warlock, wanting to see some clues from the other person. "Why did you come here? What is your purpose? Don't lie to me."

"We found the ancient warlock Di Henner's laboratory underground in Lomugne. We suspect that Di Henner's laboratory contains documents and books that are helpful to the Imperial Academy of Sciences." Cynthia raised her hands and gestured to Zelin. Do not be impatient. "We don't know what's hidden in it, but Dihenner is a talented person and a weird person. But the location of the laboratory is a bit problematic. It is located under the camp of the Ridanians and we can't go directly in. So, We plan to cross the sewer. The premise is that there is a capable fighter."

"What about your sincerity?" Zelin asked rhetorically.

"Sincere?"

"You promised that if I helped you, you would tell me the information, but how do I know that you won't open the portal and escape after I help you find something?" Zelin stretched out his hand. "Answer me a few questions, otherwise I would rather find someone better at interrogation to knock on your mouth."

"Well, as long as I can answer." Cynthia took a step back, interlaced her hands on her chest, waiting for Zelin's question. She straightened her chest, and the gap between her clothes in front of her chest was stretched a little bit.

"Uh, do we need to avoid it?" Professor Harid asked awkwardly.

"Don't be nervous, professor, no need." Zelin said to the professor, then looked at Cynthia. "How do I bypass the guards and enter the Nilfgaard camp?"

"Through the sewer, I have investigated the sewer system in this city. It can lead to any corner of the city. Even if it is next to the Nilfgaard camp, there is a sewer entrance where you can go in. Of course, I don’t recommend you. In doing so, Renua was heavily guarded there, because the sewers were full of water ghosts and scavengers. The same goes for entering Redania camp."

Cynthia answered very simply.

"I remember Triss had a good relationship with a friend of yours. I can tell you that she was imprisoned under an abandoned building behind the Nilfgard camp."

"Where is the king killer?" Zelin asked. "How much do you know about Kingslayers?"

"They are a group," Cynthia said, with a hesitant look on her face. "Are you sure you want to hear this news?"

"Yes, tell me quickly, I can't wait a long time."

"The Kingslayer is a group. Last year, the Imperial Intelligence Agency found a cat-school demon hunter with high swordsmanship, his name is Bren. At first, the Intelligence Agency thought he had only one person, and ordered him to find more helpers to complete. Assassination plan. But in fact, he has a team, a large band of bandits, occupying the mountain as king at the junction of Ebin and Martina. Later, I saw a report about him in an intelligence document. He Very ambitious, relying on his own strength to kill the leaders of several gangs, and put them under his command. Most of the gangs in the Aibin and Martina areas obey his orders, and even carry them every three months. Part of the trophies obtained from the looting go to the abandoned castle he occupies and will be given to him as a tribute, otherwise he will carry the sword to kill the leader of the gang."

"Oh?" Zelin raised his eyebrows. "Why didn't Nilfgaard's army go to annihilate him?"

"Because he formed a guild."

"What?"

"Yes, he registered a guild in Nilfgaard and paid taxes on time every year. His main source of income was to collect protection fees in the villages. Those were villages far away from the towns, and the imperial garrison was beyond the reach. He was there. , The imperial people can not only collect enough taxes, but also don’t have to worry about local bandit riots. The governor of the empire believed that his existence could guarantee the empire’s control over the unreachable areas, so he acquiesced in his control of the wilderness. ."

"Sounds like a warlord."

"Yes, he is also making demon hunters in his own control area. If the farmer cannot pay the tax, he can use his illegitimate or unsupported son to deduct the tax."

"What?"

"Of course, the success rate is very low. I heard that now he has only five mutants. And compared to your strength, it may not be a true mutant. But these mutants, plus The local gang. He swung down almost two hundred armed thugs who obeyed his orders. They were all ferocious characters. I have to say that he did seize the opportunity after the rebellion of Ebin and Martina. He now has a castle. , Like a lord."

"Since he lives so well, what reason is there to go to the north to assassinate the king?"

"I guess it's using each other." Cynthia said, touching her chin. "He needs to prove the value to the Imperial Intelligence Agency. In fact, the Imperial Intelligence Agency must have cooperated with him in the past. In those barren areas that have become uncontrollable due to rebellion, gangs can find more news than strangers who suddenly appear. ."

"It's really interesting...Where is he now?"

"Devil hunter, don't you think you are asking too much?" Cynthia smiled charmingly. "Help me open the lab, I will tell you all the rest, and know everything as much as possible."

"Yes, Demon Hunter, help us." The two professors on the side took the opportunity to say. "Regardless of politics, Dihenner's laboratory may have ancient knowledge that has been lost for hundreds of years. You can't imagine how much this will help the world's scientific and technological progress."

"Okay." Zelin nodded, and he held out a finger to Cynthia. "You better remember what you promised after seeing the treasure."

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ps: CDPR yesterday announced a card battle RPG that was born out of "The Witcher's Gwent Card"-"The Fall of King Power: The Witcher's Legend", the protagonist is Livia's Queen Mayvi.

The first thousand eight hundred and eighty-two chapters dead mercenaries

Lizardmen’s sewers may be cleaner and more spacious than cities in many places.

"You are a demon hunter, and you may not understand how famous Dihenner is. He is a master of golemology and genetics. He often conducts his mysterious experiments in places where no one knows. Many Everyone wants to find Di Henner’s laboratory, but most of what they find is only the remaining ruins, but even so, the scientific research value of the logs and manuscripts inside is still amazing. According to intelligence, the Di Henner laboratory in Lomugne It should be the best preserved of all known laboratories. We believe that we can find traces of his most important research results in it, and then infer what Dihenner did in this city in those years."

The sewers were full of sticky, stinking things, broken pots, rotten rags, and pale leaves of pickled cabbage. Through a certain dark green mucus, traces of intricate carvings can still be seen on the walls on both sides.

"But he is also a genius who likes to play tricks, so he will build the laboratory in many unknown places, like burying a treasure, waiting for someone to find him. And he will also draw the laboratory that he has used up. On a particularly abstract treasure map, sold in the antique market. Sometimes there are some treasures in the abandoned laboratory or the logs he throws away, sometimes it is the golem guard, or both. So you see, Demon hunters? All we do is to promote scientific progress. Some design drawings and materials should not be thrown into the fire or buried in the dark ground."

"Then why didn't you admit your identity in the first place?"

"In order to reduce unnecessary trouble." Cynthia waved her hand. "People in the north always have an abnormal prejudice against the empire."

"I think the massacres that the Empire committed in Verden, Van Geborg, and Livia were not fabricated lies. The slave trader in Nilfgaard is not a profession imagined out of nowhere."

"Proper slaves will reduce the cost of commodity production and can be used to control prices to ensure that respected citizens can purchase daily necessities at reasonable prices. This is essential for a populous empire."

"The premise for saying this is that you won't be put on a collar and chain and thrown into mines and factories."

"Those who are heavily indebted and owe money will not be repaid. Those who violate the laws of the empire will be treated as slaves. Diligent and law-abiding citizens don’t need to worry about these. Deep understanding, but if you want to know more about the empire, when this event is over, I am very interested in introducing you to all aspects of the empire in detail."

Cynthia used a stick to pick up the hanging green algae, stepped on the mud that almost submerged her calf, and walked sideways through the narrow gap. Some parts of the sewer have collapsed, and they must detour or pass through a gap. There are scavengers and water ghosts in the quagmire. The rooms on both sides of the main road used to be inhabited by lizardmen, but now only the lowly roars of monsters occupying the magpie's nest are left.

"According to the map, we should be almost there. The place indicated on the map is here." Professor Khalid looked at the stained treasure map in his hand. "Look at this hall, can you see anything unusual?"

"I don't think it's in these conspicuous rooms." Cynthia looked around, looking at the surrounding stone arches. The corridor stopped abruptly in a huge rotunda, and the ceiling of the hall sank in the dim darkness. The water droplets on the wall dripped, echoes lingered in the cave, and the cold stench hovered over everyone's heads, lingering. "If the treasure was hidden in such a place, it would have been stolen long ago."

There are stone arches on the left and right sides of the rotunda, and Zelin is looking at the surrounding environment. On the very smoothly polished wall, he saw a rusty torch holder. Obviously, there hasn't been an explorer's search here in the past. One arch was blocked by water plants and sludge, but the hunter noticed that there were obvious drag marks on the sludge in front of the other door.

"Professor Harid."

"What's the matter?"

"The soldiers you hired before, did they come in with a map?"

"Yeah, I drew them a pointing map." Khalid raised his head and looked around. "It looks like they may have gone the wrong way, or they may have killed the monster without getting here."

"Well...maybe this is not the case."

"What are you going to do, Demon Hunter?"

"Look here." Zelin walked to a door and pointed to the ground. "There are a lot of footprints here, it's very chaotic. These few are left by iron boots. These are four-fingerprints and should be scavengers. Maybe not long ago, humans were fighting scavengers here."

Cynthia walked to Zelin, frowned and looked at the ground, then shook her head.

"I can't see anything."

"There are also walls. These moss are darker in color and are traces of blood splashing up. Before death, the carrion demon will have a violent chemical reaction in the body. The whole body will explode like a bomb, exploding the spikes on the skin. Fly out. Look here, here, and here, there are spikes left by the scavengers. Obviously, someone is fighting the monsters here, and he won, but he may be injured by the explosion before the death of the scavengers."

"But what does it have to do with the treasure we are looking for?"