The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Unless someone can stand up and gather all this." Amelia lay on the bed and shook her legs: "Otherwise, who will let go of the fruits at hand? Once the Redanian army is in chaos, the men in black can break through. Ponta River Defense Line."

Zelin temporarily stayed at the Chameleon Hotel, and Amelia came to him the next day.

In Novigrad, the demon hunter did not hear the rumors about the death of Ladovide, perhaps someone blocked the news. But Zelin was sure he was dead.

At this time, the wooden door of the room was knocked three times.

Zelin closed the book: "Come in."

Pushing the wooden door inward, Roche and Eofis appeared outside.

"I'm going to wash up." Amelia jumped out of bed: "I'll come to you again later."

Roche and Eofis watched as Amelia walked out of them and disappeared on the other side of the corridor.

"Who is she?" Roche looked back.

"You can treat her as my family." Zelin didn't explain too much: "Trust her, she is not in danger."

In the evening, Zelin rode a griffin, and found Roche in the sky along the Ponta River towards Novigrad. The latter was shocked by what happened in Novigrad, and notified Eofis who was still at the Crossroads Inn as quickly as possible. The leader of the Squirrel Party has not left. He came to Willen not only to deal with Ladovide, but also to gather a group of elves and half-elves who were willing to go to live in Forge.

"I don’t like this. Too many people know, **** it, our plan is all messed up, unless Dikoscher can recover in the shortest time, and stand up and tell others before the nobles of Redania fall into chaos. He is still in control of the situation. Otherwise, if there are no Redanian soldiers, Enhill may be able to persuade his general to continue the war." Roche walked into the house and closed the door: "Is it possible that the man in black did it? All this is very beneficial to the people of Nilfgaard, and there is an embassy in Nilfgaard in Novigrad..."

"Don't doubt casually until there is definitive evidence, Roche." Zelin shook his head: "Otherwise, unfounded suspicion will only lead us into the abyss. Before we have evidence, let us assume that everyone else is innocent. But before talking about this, tell me, Roche, what is your plan? I want to listen to a complete plan, not the part that needs me to do it."

"It doesn't make much sense to hide it from you now." Roche clenched his fists and said angrily: "We are going to assassinate Ladovide, and then Redania will form a noble council like Kodwin, and Princess Milena will be crowned as queen. , King Hagdevi is the regent. Continue to command the army against the Nilfgaards. As the price of overthrowing Ladovide, Redania will exempt other countries’ tariffs and provide assistance to the countries on the banks of the Yaruga River. Funds, and send troops to the front line to cooperate with Tamoria’s counterattack and regain lost ground."

"Actually, it's just another group of people to command Redania?"

"Yes, at that time, Princess Milena will marry and crown a nobleman in the Regent Council. For a whole year, Tamoria, Forge, Aden and Kodwin have been fighting on the front lines. The enemy, except for the sneak attack on Willen in the winter, Ladooved has kept his strength in the rear and declared no war. We can see his thoughts. He wants to stand up as the savior when others are exhausted. And to annex other northern countries, I will never allow this to happen!"

Roche walked to a map of the world, and he stretched his fingers across Skellig, Tamoria, Rydania, Kodwin, Forge, and Aden on the map: "This was originally planned. The Northern Allied Forces, but Redania has been fighting passively. If Ladovide sent soldiers to support Vizima, the man in black would never want to take down the fortified city. He wanted to use war to consume everyone's strength, and finally stood up and sat down. Reaping profits? Then we can only let him die."

"Then what should we do now?" Zelin raised his finger to the position of Redania: "The biggest position is vacant, and I heard that King Bran of Skelliger has passed away, and the family on the island has stopped plundering. Plunder, return to Keljo Castle to hold a king election meeting..."

"Can you find a warlock, Zellin?" Roche asked, "Dijkstra must be made to stand up immediately and walk to the group of nobles to give a speech, otherwise the Central Army of the Nilfgaards may drive in."

"I know there are warlocks in Novigrad." Zelin said: "Triss, she is in Novigrad. But...but I don't know if she is good at healing magic."

"It's okay, as long as the day after tomorrow, Dijkstra's appearance at the Rydania Nobles' Meeting is full of energy, without a scar on his body."

"Then I will go to her as soon as possible, she should be willing to help this." Zelin sighed: "But if you get clues from the Renegade..."

"We will notify you as soon as possible."

Zelin felt very depressed. He thought that the Renegade was related to Radovide. In the sewers, there was a letter about the apostasy studying strengthening soldiers. It was an order from Radovide.

On the way to Triss Villa, Zelin kept thinking.

He has a lot of clue fragments. The sewer research warlocks, there is no doubt that those people must have something to do with Ladovide, at least with Redania. Then came the information obtained in the hands of the Knights of the Flame Rose, thanks to the reminder of the mirror master. Flame Rose got the news to turn to Novigrad and start in Novigrad.

Could it be said that these assassins were Radovide's men? But how did Radovide know that Thale and Dikosch were assembled in the theater square? Roche believes that this may be related to Nilfgaard's Imperial Intelligence Agency. This is normal. The Imperial Intelligence Agency planned a series of assassinations last year.

Francesca has a lot of connections with Nilfgard, and Zelin should find her to inquire.

"Wow, isn't this the famous master demon hunter Zelin?" Suddenly, Zelin heard the voice of a woman on the side of the road: "It is really peculiar to be able to see the portraits of those crappy painters in reality instead of looking at them. Feel."

A woman with dark red short hair and a long dress with a low-cut jumpsuit stood by the roadside, pinching her waist and looking at the demon hunter. Under the skirt, the small pointed leather shoes on his left foot stepped on the ground rhythmically. A mole under the corner of the eye is very conspicuous on the white face.

"Do you know me?" Zelin was surprised, he didn't think he was some kind of person who would be recognized walking on the street. He is not like Dandrien. When a wealthy family in a rural village holds a wedding, they would like to invite him to a show: "Who are you?"

"My name is...Sasha, I heard that the demon hunter who is known for being helpful is in Novigrad, and you are very good at playing cards, so I want to invite you to join me in Novigrad. How about Grey's upcoming big game?" The well-dressed woman stretched out her hand: "I will also participate in the big game, but I want to find a companion to participate in it, which is much better than going to that place alone as a woman. "

"If it's normal, I might agree, but I'm afraid it won't work now, Ms. Sa Sa." Zelin declined the other party's invitation: "I have very important things to do. If I have the opportunity to meet again in the future, I am very interested. Go and try what it feels like to be in the current big game."

After all, Zelin continued to walk towards the villa where Triss was.

Sasha behind her didn't seem to feel discouraged because of this: "...It's because of what happened in the theater square last night, right?"

Zelin halted in his footsteps, and he immediately turned his head and stared cautiously at Salsa dressed up as a rich town woman.

There are no other pedestrians around. This is an alley with four-storey apartment buildings on both sides. The sky is cloudy, and the dim sunlight shines through the gap between the two apartments, shining in the alley: "...Who are you?"

Sasha smiled confidently: "I once had a colleague and a boss, you should know her. Her name is Cynthia, and I used to play for Mrs. Ashley Anachen..."

Zellin remembered Cynthia, who had dealt with this cunning female spy last year when he was in Fojian and Lomugne. Ashley Anachen was once a famous sorcerer in Nilfgaard, and was later secretly executed by the ambassador Nilfgaard who received an order from the Merchants Association before the Lomune Summit.

"You are a spy for the Nilfgaards."

"I am a Nilfgaard, a spy, but not a Nilfgadian spy." Sasha noticed the suspicion in the eyes of the demon hunter. She raised her hands and took a step back, her voice still comfortable: "Cynthia and I Speaking of your business. Now I have a problem, and you have also encountered a problem. Why can't we cooperate with each other to solve the problem together? I know some information that may be of interest to you. If you want, go to See me in the top-floor compartment of the Tuna Inn. I think you are a gentleman, and a gentleman won't make ladies wait too long, will they?"

"I will consider..." Zelin didn't say much: "Yes, you won't wait too long."

This is what news the Nilfgaards in Novigrad want to give him? And who does this salsa represent?

Seeing Sasha Shishiran walking out of the alley and disappearing into the crowd on the street outside the corner, Zelin looked back.

He knew where the Tuna Inn was. Amelia had hoped that Zelin would go to Temple Island with her after looking for Triss. But now it seems that Zelin probably has no time to see Amelia. But she doesn't look young anymore, it's time to do things independently.

Chapter 2598: News from Nilfgaard

Without any hesitation, Triss agreed to Zelin to help Dixie for treatment, at least first to cover his wounds with magic so that he can walk normally. But if Dikos limped, it wouldn't cause much concern. During the coup on Sinide Island, Geralt broke off Dijkstra's leg.

The tuna hotel is always a place where fish and dragons are mixed, local gangsters, foreign sailors, beggars who ask for money, prostitutes who find guests, and gamblers who are passionate. Now, there is one more thing-Nilfgaard's two sides. Spy.

"Georgis Georg has another point!"

There was noisy voices in the tavern, and a man was in a big font, he fell heavily on the floor, and dust was raised in the cracks in the floor. The winning strong boxer raised his arms to greet the cheers of the onlookers.

"In the war years, people will also race against time to find fun, relax their pressure, let their brains forget about it, temporarily forget that they will immediately throw away their only coins, forget that tomorrow will have to rely on hard work and sweat to earn the only bread." Zelin looked at the slices of bread placed on the plate in front of him: "But if they don't spend all their money on gambling, they might make their wallet a little bigger."

The grain has not yet reached the harvest season, and the kings have long announced that it will be expropriated to maintain the army's supply. The prospects for the harvest in North Keville are terrible. Most of Novigrad's food is imported from outside. Now that the price of food is soaring, more people choose to rely on gambling to get rich overnight, so that they will have nothing to worry about.

"Because of the war years, people need to have fun in time." Sasha sat across the round table with her right hand propped on her face, tilted her head slightly, and a gentle but polite smile was outlined at the corner of her mouth: "Novigrad's prices are already expensive. To the point of unacceptable, but in this city, some people can enjoy the rare security. Whatever you gain, there is a price, since ancient times."

"So, are you going to tell me about Nilfgard's wealth and greatness, and the theory that the people in black brought civilization to the north?" Zelin looked at the buttered toast in front of him, from the big city. The price is unusual: "Or the citizens here must endure hunger, because of the pain before the transformation of civilization?"

"Nivgaard was equally uncomfortable in this war. Demon hunters, thieves were everywhere, bands were rampant, the sea supply line was looted by Skelliger pirates, and the supply line on the road was consumed too much and too long. Food from the south was produced. The province transports grain from the land to the northern front. One hundred pounds of wheat, the transport team will consume half of the quantity on the road. If it is not transported by slaves, the quantity will be consumed more, and the price of goods in the south is no more than that in the north. Well, all prices are skyrocketing, except for slaves. Because more and more citizens are sold as slaves due to bankruptcy. "Sa Sa does not ask for any food, nor a glass of water. The water that was provided free of charge in the past is now also charged:" If you want to buy a slave who knows arithmetic and rhetoric, or a servant with a good temperament, now is the best time."

"Then why can't you go back? The Nilfgaards returned to their towns, and the northerners returned to their villages. You don't have to worry about starving, and you don't have to worry about seeing the sun tomorrow." Ze Lin spread his hands: "Everyone first thinks about how to fill their stomachs, and then consider who is more civilized to spit or stab the knife in the back."

"It's too late, Demon Hunter, no one can take the spilled water back into the tub." Sasha sat upright: "I understand why you are hostile to me. You think I am Nifoga. The lobbyist sent by the German ambassador, right? No, I am here for myself. I told you that I am a Nilfgad, a spy, but not a Nilfgad’s spy."

"What do you say?"

"When I was a student at the Imperial College, Vattier de Lidox thought I was more suitable for staying in a secluded and luxurious house than staying in the classroom to learn about books, waiting for him to please him after work. I can't. Defying his ideas, but while in the academy, one of my mentors discovered that I had another talent-to watch words and colors, let people relax and chat with me endlessly. This mentor is called Ashley A. Na Hing." Sasha's face showed a look of nostalgia that was not true or false: "It was a thrilling day. Every night, I poured sweet words into Vathir's ear, and during the day without Vathir's knowledge, she would steal at night. I heard the intelligence report to Ms. Ashley. Everything can make me hang a noose and be divided by five horses on the Millennium Square."

"But Ashley is dead." Zellin remembered this, and Francesca told him about the loss of a member in Lomune, where the sorcerer's assembly was.