The Journey of the Demon Hunter

In any place, Zelin would like to meet some friends. And in some special moments, if it weren't for the help of other people, it would be impossible for him to defeat a powerful enemy. Just like in Yanorlund, there are many powerful opponents that he can't fight against. But he won in the end. The combined strength of many people is definitely not a simple addition.

How could there be someone dealing with the affairs of the country but also dealing with the enemy queen?

"Well, I will try to tell her something. She looks very enthusiastic, and I saw it during dinner." Ezio chuckled lightly: "How old is she?"

"Probably fifteen years old, maybe a little more."

"Ah, Marcello and Filavia are not as big as hers combined."

"It sounds like you don't intend to make your child an assassin?"

"Assassin? No, I don't have this idea, and I don't plan to let them do it." Ezio's face was solemn: "They should have the right to choose their own future path, not the father planning. If one of them is willing to become an assassin, say Maybe one day I will pick up my Hidden Blade, but if not, I hope that my Hidden Blade will remain in Masyaf’s library. As an assassin, it is very painful. I am suffering in pain and hitting. Patience, watching in the chaos. When you decide to take this step, this is an endless war. You disappeared for so long, and brought your friend’s daughter here again, that must be your good friend ."

"It should be." Zelin said nonchalantly, "It's nice to see you again, Ezio. It's great to see your body safe and sound."

"Your words sound like you can't see me anymore." Ezio joked, then coughed a few times: "I don't know how long God will allow me to hold on."

"I once had a friend, and his name was Bud. We experienced life and death together, fought with powerful enemies, battle after battle, and finally we all saw victory. Only the last time, when I went to visit him, he My son told me that Bud has passed away.” After that, Zelin took out a bottle of physical potion: “Maybe it’s useful for your backache. You can try this potion.”

"Then I must try it." Ezio took the potion, held it in his hands and placed it on his knees: "I don't know how long I can hold on, so I realized that I was with Sofia and the children. Day is my most precious thing. It's already late, let's go back."

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ps: The author's words are finally restored. But it’s closed... In this case, let’s try to change it on Ching Ming Festival. Anyway, it’s a lonely legend that can’t go home outside.

Chapter 2361 Attack of the Templars

Mahakam Castle, a man who had been away for a long time finally returned.

"I'm back, Joseph!"

Accompanied by Amelia's crisp voice, the door of the main castle building was pushed open: "Joseph? Joseph? What do you want for dinner tonight?"

The wooden window on the second floor was pushed open, Yusevka with wet hair poked out her head and looked at Amelia standing at the door in surprise, her tone of surprise that could not be concealed: "Lea, are you back?"

"I'm back, where is Zelin?"

Amelia walked to the wooden table on her own, picked up the kettle and poured herself a glass of water. Extinguished oil lamps hung from the ceiling, and chopped firewood lay in the fireplace, and the morning sun outlined the outline of the doorway on the ground. There is no floating dust in the air. The ground has just been wiped, and there is a rush of cold water in the air.

"He's gone."

Yusefka was wrapped in a white towel, and his apron had water stains. She walked down the stairs, and gradually slowed down as she looked at the black mud footprints behind Amelia: "Leah! I just cleaned the ground, and I went to the door to clean the mud from my boots. !"

"Okay, okay, I know."

Amelia had her legs close together, jumped a few times, jumped to the door, then sat on a rock beside the door, took off her boots and hung the dirt on the soles of her shoes on the steps.

"Zelin was called away by the old witch of Hundred Flowers Valley again?"

"How can you say that to Lady Elf?" Yusevka walked to the fireplace, picked up a rag, walked to the footsteps, lay down, wiped the dirt on the ground: "This time Zelin is not going to Baihua Valley, yes Another friend entrusted his daughter to him, so Zelin took her to visit his friend."

"Huh?"

Amelia, who was putting on her boots, gave a pause.

"Yes, I expect to be back in two days. Do you want to stay at home for a few more days this time?" Yusevka raised his head and asked, "Should I take a rest and leave?"

"No, my outside affairs have basically been resolved. If there are no other problems, I will rest at home for a month or two before leaving." Amelia put on her shoes, stood up, stretched her waist: "Quickly Point, Joseph, I want to eat something tonight. Do you know what I'm eating every day these past two days? It's rotten and astringent, and it smells like fish everywhere. I want to fill my stomach before I go out next time. "

"Oh, my God, do you want to run outside as often as Zelin?" Yusefka teased his tips and chuckled lightly: "Be careful when you are outside, and don't just clashed with people. ."

"I know, don't worry. I'm very gentle with people. If you don't believe me, ask little Ussell, she knows me best." Amelia blinked and said innocently.

"My sister? She's back too?"

"She's still in the floating port."

"Then... she's alone?" Yusefka pondered for a few seconds before asking, "Are there no other friends around?"

"No." Amelia did not hesitate: "She is the only one."

"Oh, she is so unwilling to interact with other people, what should I do then..." Yusevka knelt on the ground, pinched his waist with one hand, and held his forehead with the other hand, helpless. He sighed: "Is it possible to ask Lady Elf to introduce a boyfriend to her."

Seeing Yusevka was silent, thinking with closed eyes. Amelia asked tentatively: "You just said that Zelin's friend sent his daughter to..."

"Come here, yes, it may take a long time to live. Oh, yes, you come and try this." Suddenly thinking of something, Yusevka patted his hand, with a helpless smile on his face. Replaced. She stood up, threw the linen into the copper basin next to her, and trot to the locker on the first floor: "I asked Gnaiya to build a long sword for you. Please see how it works and whether it is suitable. She said that this sword is definitely sharp enough, even the iron armor can be cut!"

Amelia's face was stiff.

"Uh, Joseph, I..."

"Hurry up, give it a try, and take a few poses for me to see."

Unable to withstand Yusevka's enthusiasm and expectations, Amelia reluctantly took over the sword. Thinking back to the raised posture of Zelin he had seen before, imitating a similar look. If Zelin were here, he could tell at a glance that there were at least three kinds of irregular enemies in this posture, but in Yusevka's eyes, he was already an excellent swordsman.

"Great, I know this sword is definitely suitable for you." Yusevka held her hands together, looked at Amelia with satisfaction, and walked around her: "Wait a few more days, I Find someone to help you make a suitable armor. After you put it on, you will surely become a handsome beauty."

"Well, yeah..." Amelia suddenly regretted saying that she has grown up and should go out for a walk like this: "That Aneth..."

"Do you want to get to know her? She should be back with Zelin the day after tomorrow." Yousef Carla held Amelia's hand: "Come on and try the new clothes I made. Give you and Zelin. I have made one, but Zelin's doesn’t fit well. Come and try this one. I’ll help you boil the water for a while. I’ve been outside for so long, so I’m tired. Take a shower and take a good rest. Now, when it's dinner time, I will call you."

Sitting in the carriage, Aneth sneezed heavily on the swaying carriage.

"Are you okay?" Ezio, holding the reins, turned his head and asked Aneth, "Are you injured?"

"I'm fine, sir, I'm fine."

Aneth rubbed the tip of her nose. By his side, the farmland covering the hills quickly receded.

In the setting sun, in Ezio's manor, Zelin put the basket full of grapes on the ground, stood up, and exhaled slowly.

Feeling his gaze, Zelin raised his head, just in time to see Ezio's son Marcello standing behind the door, curiously looking at his armor and sword. Seeing that Zelin noticed himself, he smiled and turned and ran back to the manor. Zelin chuckled lightly and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Ezio took Anais and Shao Yun into the city together. Since he had nothing else to do, he helped Ezio pick the grapes in the orchard. Maybe after he retires, he can consider growing something like Ezio. He didn't know how the others were, and Yusevka would certainly not hate it.

Suddenly, the rapid sound of wheels moved from far to near.

Zelin looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw Ezio driving the carriage, rushing all the way, pulling the reins when he was near the gate of the manor, and a cloud of dust rose behind him.

The curling wind moved the ends of Zelin's hair. He pinched his waist with both hands and looked at Ezio, who breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah, do you miss the experience of racing with the Templars in Constantinople? "

"I don't miss them, but some people miss me." Ezio and Shao Yun jumped out of the carriage, and Anais turned over from the edge of the carriage behind. Zelin found that Shao Yun's black tights were stained with dried blood: "The people who chased Shao Yun have arrived in Florence."

"The Templars?" Zelin's face became serious.

"Perhaps." Ezio left a word and quickly walked towards the villa: "Sophia? Sophia! Hurry up and pack your clothes and luggage!"

"What's wrong, Ezio?"