The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Zelin spread his hands and looked innocent: "I have never said this before."

News of temporary camps on the abandoned cliffs spread wildly among the nearby villagers. Many villagers came here to sell their home goods, or some scavengers came here to sell the good things they picked up. Most of the people in the camp left after the first refusal. The rest, when night fell, realizing that there were no wealthy people or wealthy nobles in this temporary camp, they packed their things and returned home.

However, there is still a little girl named Squite staying in the camp, tirelessly selling the good things she found to others.

"Would you like to buy some goods, traveler friend, I have picked up a lot of good things. People don't even want to throw away this kind of good things. It's too outrageous. Do you want to buy a little?" On her wooden plate, there are some cleaned rings, like silver, and some like iron.

"In the past ten years, this is still a place where children have to work for their lives." Liya sighed: "I'm going to see if she has any good things in her hands. Maybe she will pick up some deserts. The relics in here."

"Have you had a nightmare lately, Leah?"

Zelin knew what the desert relics Liya was referring to were. He told Kane that his sword was obtained from an ancient tomb in the desert, but unfortunately, after a long time passed, he no longer remembers the location of the ancient tomb.

"No, I slept very well recently." Liya smiled bitterly: "It's just that, Uncle is very worried about whether your sword will bring some negative effects. After all, you have helped us. We can't deal with the unstable factors around you. Just sit back and watch. If you are not at ease, you can leave the sword to me and Uncle Kane for safekeeping. By the way, I will help you study the origin of the blade and the magic on it."

Zelin became nervous when he heard this proposal, but then relaxed again.

It was impossible for Liya and Kane to take the Ebony Blade as their own, but Zelin knew the origin of the Ebony Blade and did not need them to study. However, if you refuse rashly, I am afraid it will cause more curiosity and speculation.

"I'm afraid I still need it to fight, but...when I am resting, you can use it for research at will, as long as you tell me."

After night fell, Tyrael returned to the concealed camp, who went to investigate near the camp. Zelin and the others were sitting in a tent, surrounded by Tyrael.

"The current situation is very wrong. The Wizarding Society has blatantly raged in the desert of Kejistan." Tyrael placed his hand on the map in front of him, his expression serious: "In the village near Kartim, every villager I have all seen traces of the Wizarding Society. They asked the local villagers to submit tributes to the Wizarding Society. Some villagers were even forced to go to their headquarters and then lost the news. But in this way, I also inquired about the location of the Wizarding Society’s headquarters. The villagers who were taken away were all ordered to gather in a small town called Alcanas. That small town is north of Kartim. It is said that a group of frenzied panther tribes wandered there."

"Leopards? Well, if they dare to provoke me, I will kill them along with the wizards." Li Min sat leaning across from Tyrell, with her left arm resting on the ground, and she stroked it. Braids hanging behind him: "Leopards are usually conservative and prone to magical stimulation. I wouldn't be surprised if a wizard would find a way to control them."

"Where is Kagestan?" Vera raised his eyes. "Imperial Guard?"

"Since the siege of Kurast, the capital of the Kejistan Empire 20 years ago, the empire has lost all soldiers capable of fighting. Hakan the Great relied on his own abilities and obtained the support of the city to make the empire prosper again. , But... the guards usually don’t leave the city, let alone go to the countryside below.” Liya explained to Vera: “So, the wizards have been in Kejistan many years ago. Activities, but even so, compared to ten years ago, they seem a bit too arrogant."

"No, it's not that bad. An emperor's guard called Iron Wolf is fighting against the cultists of the Wizarding Society in the desert. I met the farmers and herders rescued by the Iron Wolf soldiers in the refugee camp outside the city." Tyrael’s finger clicked on a place on the map called Kasin Outpost: “Perhaps Kejistan is still fighting the Wizarding Society, but we must warn the emperor as soon as possible. They are not facing ordinary cultists. , But a human wizard controlled by the Demon King Believ."

"In this case, I will go to Alcanas tomorrow to solve Magda." Li Min looked around: "You go to warn the emperor, and the remaining remnants of the wizard will be wiped out. I don't think those little people are worthy of me to deal with by myself. Right?"

"I will hunt Magda." Vera said coldly, "She must die."

"We know that Alcanas is the base of the Wizarding Society, but there is not necessarily Magda there. After all, she can escape from Leoric Manor and also from Alcanas." Zelin spread out his hands. : "Think about it, we'd better figure out what the wizard will do first, and then..."

"You are too cautious, old man." Li Min shook his finger disdainfully: "Since I know where the enemy is, I will destroy them immediately, instead of hesitating in place and considering the extent of the investigation. I don’t think about how to hide myself. No, I won’t do it. I’ll tell all the enemies that I’m here, and then I’ll kill you right away. If you want, come to me and save my time. , I have to walk over to find them."

Zelin was silent for a few seconds, and finally sighed: "You think the right thing is good."

He has always been very cautious, regardless of whether the enemy looks weak or not. He had heard more than once that powerful warriors and warlocks died of carelessness and underestimation of the enemy. He has never underestimated the enemy, so he has lived safely until now. After all, once he regrets something in battle, he usually has no chance to come again next time.

"Don't worry, man, it's not just one person." Linden patted Zelin on the shoulder: "Ms. Miriam told me today that tomorrow we will meet a beautiful lady on the road, oh~ I I am becoming more and more curious about who will meet on earth. Would you like to go with us?"

"Tomorrow I will go to Kartim." Zelin shook his head: "If everything goes well, I will find a way to catch up with you."

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ps: If you play for two weeks, Shen Laotan and Miriam will appear directly in New Tristram, and then they have special dialogues for the first act, so I will put the Shen Laotian who Kartim played with Miriam, who played Westmar, is scheduled to play in New Tristram.

The 2685th chapter is beyond gold and jade

Kaltim is a colorful and vibrant city.

At least, it seems so on the surface.

The city guards were standing on guard posts with heavy sabers and shields to monitor the crowds. Flagpoles were inserted every five meters on the city wall, and flags depicting the Kejistan Empire flag fluttering in the wind. Early in the morning, there was a long line in front of the gate of Kartim. Ragged travelers and refugees crowded at the gate, waiting to check into the city. They hid behind the wall that seemed safe in their eyes, but they were cold in the hands of the imperial guards. Under the sparkling gunpoint, everyone lined up honestly, showing a submissive look. Two guards wearing top hats at the gate of the city carefully checked Ze Lin's identity and asked for a bribe of two gold coins before letting him into the city.

They are the last people to enter the city. Zelin, Tyrael and Liya walked at the back, and two hours ago, Li Min and Linden had already entered the city, followed by Vera and Komak. Since this morning, Komike has been a little restless. The Templars rarely experience sleep deprivation. He seems to have inexhaustible energy and endless enthusiasm.

"Blackmail, there is no justice at all! They deserve trial." Tyrael's face was stern, and his voice stiff: "Their commander must be worthy of what his subordinates did."

The angel of justice held the sword wrapped in layers of cloth, which made the epee look like a wrapped wooden plank instead of an artifact from heaven.

Zelin followed the crowd through the narrow road behind the city gate. When the flow of people walked about ten meters forward, it was like a river that merged into the sea. He entered a square. His sight suddenly became clear. People immediately dispersed, and the sultry air followed. When it dissipated, a small number of refugees who came to Kartim for the first time stopped in place, looking at the bustling and bustling inner city in a daze.

Zelin was like this group of people, standing in place and looking around. The square is full of stalls, most of which are exquisite decorations and souvenirs, or weird gadgets, the raised canvas casts a shadow on the stalls, merchants constantly bargaining with customers; the nobles wear brocades The robe swaggered across the city, and the attendants waited for the dispatch. Citizens in cotton robes and shirts came and went. Two imperial guards stood on the side of the square, watching every pedestrian passing by with fierce eyes, as if to dig out all the thoughts in their minds. The old man’s curly hair was filthy and filthy, and his beard was hanging down to his chest. Sitting in a dark and dirty corner, he stretched out his hand helplessly. Passers-by hurried past him, holding his breath as if it would attract infection. Sick.

"This is normal in the world, Tyrael." Zelin exhaled slowly and looked at the archangel: "You said you came from the sky. What does heaven look like? Do you also have merchants, taverns, and workers?"

"Are you talking about human entertainment? No, I don’t understand why humans do this, charging some meaningless metal from the same race. In higher heaven, when angels encounter confusion, they will go to the garden, where there is peace. In a peaceful place, angels will be immersed in meditation here. The singing and light of heaven make the trees shine and help the angel find balance." Tyrael shook his head: "But in the chaos of the world, I still Seeing that there are many heroes and ordinary people like Kane, Leah, or more, trying to show the same beauty as angels, which makes me believe that the place of refuge will eventually stand with heaven."

"What should I do next?" Leah followed and asked them: "We have entered Kartim, but there is no clue where Bilie is."

"Warning to the authorities here, only the rulers here can help us discover the anomaly. Twenty years ago, King Jhein of Lu Goin blocked the attack of the devil, because before the devil appeared, he A mercenary group has been summoned to fight for him." Tyrael frowned and looked around. The square and under the city walls were full of displaced refugees: "If you know that the minions of the Wizarding Society may sneak into the city, the guards here Maybe it can help us."

"Let me say, you must have never drunk, right, archangel?"

Zelin pinched his waist with both hands and took a deep breath: "Believe me, there is a place where you can always hear all kinds of news."

"Drinking?"

"Yes, I always think that if something goes wrong, it will definitely make people feel abnormal." Zelin took a deep breath, and the air was filled with a faint smell of spices: "You go to the guards, I am going to go. Have a drink, and by the way, find out what is wrong with this city. Unemployed citizens and refugees are everywhere. They must have a lot of words to complain. At this time, just be a listener."

Zelin was not only planning to go to the outer city to inquire about the news, at the same time, he also wanted to temporarily separate from others and try to get in touch with Francesca through Telescope. It has been more than a month since he came here. In the past, since Telescope was able to contact him, he has not contacted Mahakam Castle for a long time. He wants to test whether the telescope can be used here. It was not possible in Tristram, perhaps because of the energy of the meteorite. On the way to Kartim, he had no reason to be separated from the others temporarily. Now that Tristram is so far away, he should give it a try.

For more than a month, he only heard one very important thing, which was the invasion of **** twenty years ago. The Demon God of Hell, the Lord of Destruction led an army of demons to emerge from the far north of the world and attacked Mount Yarete where the barbarians were. The war finally ended with the Big Bang of Yarete.

A divine tool called the World Stone was destroyed. In addition to that, in the past two decades, there have not been many things in the Sanctuary that can be said to affect the world. Perhaps, he should inform Francesca of the information he inquired, and the Elf Warlock might find out. In the decryption game, she has always been more careful than Zelin.

"Then, in two hours, we will meet in this square." Tyrael did not oppose Zelin's plan: "Lia and I went to the nearby guards to find out about the Wizarding Society and the refugees, hoping to find out. ."

"See you, Demon Hunter."

Liya waved to Zelin, turned and Tyrael walked to the two guards on the other side of the square.

Looking at the various signs on both sides of the road, Zelin merged into the crowd and walked into the city.

Chapter 2690: Iron Wolf Mercenary Ashila

In the prestigious desert lizard hotel in Kartim, this is the time when there are no empty seats and noisy people. Whether it is a traveler from afar, or a local citizen. Serious and wealthy citizens were blushing for the influx of refugees and Hakan II's policies, while the more frivolous young people squeezed their **** when the maids brought beer and stewed potatoes with cabbage. The scowling people gathered to discuss the shameful plan, and the revealingly dressed woman accompanied the smiling face, desperately to indulge in the seemingly wealthy customers. The groom and the fisherman drank dimly, as if tomorrow was the end of the world.

Outside the hotel entrance, an old man held up a roll of fabric. This should be the surviving part of a tunic, on which was written "End of the World" in scrawling blood red characters. He put the cloth on his head and raised his wrinkled, dirty hands.

"Be careful, people!" His yelling intermittently passed in through the cracks in the slightly open door of the tavern, mixing into the noisy noise: "...When the disaster strikes, the mountains The mountains collapsed, the gates of **** opened wide, and everyone would die miserably! The whole sky was dark, and the streets and alleys were full of blood!"

"...Have you heard that, Hakan II announced that all his ministers have been driven out of the royal city."

A man in a hood put his hands on the table, folded his hands in brown leather gloves, leaned forward and lowered his voice: "The rumor is true. The little emperor doesn't like his ministers. He took them all yesterday. It was driven out by the imperial guards. Now, those ministers are trapped in the outer city, just like us!"

Another refugee held a wine glass weakly, with only half a glass left in it: "After all, this world is fair. Everyone is suffering, whether it is ministers or wealthy businessmen, or displaced refugees like us."

"Fair? They are just a bunch of fools who only talk about it!" A flushed face and beard man waved his hands in anger. Then, he raised his head, took a drink, and smacked his lips: "But even they You shouldn't be kicked out of the house directly, this is totally unreasonable!"

"How about tonight?!"