The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"I don't know, several." Zelin made a calm gesture to Adelin: "Next, no matter what happens, you have to stay here and don't walk around at will, otherwise it may kill you. ."

The prison door creaked open.

The first person who walked in was a prison guard.

Behind him were several men in linen shirts. One of them with a ponytail smiled maliciously when he saw Adelin.

"Ah, isn't this our famous Captain Adelin? What's the matter, our captain who defends justice has been reduced to the point of being locked up in prison? Ha, I guess your law can't protect you anymore?"

The thieves behind him laughed.

"Ainok White!"

Adelin opened his eyes wide, he stood up and clenched his fists tightly.

"Yes, it's me, dear captain. Not only did I come here, I also sent a dagger. Your good Riya helped us a lot."

"Riya, Riya?" Adelin breathed in shock: "She, how does this matter have to do with her?"

"Wait, I want to know, why are there a group of thieves staying in this place?"

Zelin stepped forward, resting his elbow on the prison door, interrupting their conversation.

His arms blocked their sight, his hands stretched back from the inside of his elbows, where they couldn't see, the demon hunter pinched the iron lock with two fingers, and the other hand pinched the lock opener and reached into the keyhole. .

"Oh? Isn't this our nosy tomb thief? Do you think the aristocratic cemetery is a place you can go to? Huh! Bah!"

The thief spit out water and spit it on Zelin.

Zelin looked down and sighed.

After I went back, it seemed that I had to wash the clothes myself.

"Don't think you can do anything, you guy, don't you know who is responsible for Westmar?" Aynok held out his thumb and pointed backwards at himself: "In Xiacheng, our words are more effective than the king! Plus! It is not by us that King Sidian IV can guarantee that the carriage will not fall into the ravine when he goes out. Do you still want to investigate the tomb robbery? But you can rest assured that no one will dig your coffin, because you will be The water in the sewer rushed into the swamp, and there was no cemetery at all!"

"But I don't understand." Zelin still asked calmly, "You are thieves. Could it be that the industry is so down that you are about to switch to tomb robbery?"

"What does this have to do with a dying person?"

"Ah, okay." Zelin sighed softly: "It looks like you don't intend to continue talking? For example, who are those tomb robbers? Who decided to throw me in prison?"

"This man is crazy, boss." A thief came up from behind and looked at the back of Ainok's head: "He may not even know what happened."

"Leave him alone, we are here to do business." Ainok drew a dagger and turned to Adelin's cell: "Don't worry about the last words, my good captain, no one will listen to it anyway, and no one will take care of it. . Before long, I will send your **** traitor brother to meet you underground."

"I don't think so."

Suddenly, Zelin raised his hand across the fence, and the three thieves directly in front were hit by Bone Alder at close range. They flew out, hit the wall and bounced back, and fell to the ground. His whole body was covered with frost, and his lips kept trembling purple.

"What..."

Zelin pushed open the prison door, and the chain fell to the ground. He stepped over the chain, clenched his right hand into a fist, and the back of his hand inlaid with silver nails hit a thief's chin severely in anger. The thief's eyes seemed to pop out of his eye sockets, his feet left the ground, his body flew upwards, and then he fell and fell to the ground. Blood and broken teeth flowed out of his mouth together. He covered his mouth and rolled on the ground in pain.

"Why would the cell..."

Before Ainok could think about the reason, he reached out and grabbed the short sword at his waist. Adelin, who had been standing in the prison, suddenly violent. He dashed forward, screamed, and stretched out his hands on the fence. While Ainok's attention was on Zelin, he directly strangled his neck.

With a bang, Aynok lost his balance and bumped his head on the jail.

Aynok gritted his teeth, his cheeks flushed, and slashed Adelin's arm with a knife. The captain of the guard had several more wounds on his arm in an instant, and the blood flow continued, but the latter still showed no signs of loosening, and severely strangled the thief's neck.

Zelin passed the thieves who fell on the ground and rushed towards Aynok. The latter raised his head and kicked the demon hunter in the crotch. But Zelin's speed was faster. At the moment when the opponent raised his leg, Zelin's boots fiercely kicked Aynok's calf. Accompanied by the crisp sound of broken bones, Ainok's throat burst out with painful screams. Edlin caught the moment when the opponent was slack, and with all of his force, the thief opened his mouth wide, but couldn't take a breath of air.

In the right boxing, Aynok's chest, the popped Hidden Blade easily pierced the thief's linen clothes and pierced into the heart.

The thief who was still struggling immediately went limp.

"Alright." Zelin patted the prison: "Let go of him, he is dead."

Adelin took a big breath, he let go of his hand, and covered his four arms with deep bone scars. The thief's body lost support and fell to the ground along the prison.

"Oh... Damn, he must have been sent to kill me!" Adelin took a deep breath, and after a while, he eased. The blood has dyed his sleeves red, dripping on the breeches: "I want to leave quickly, the guards outside are with them! If they rush in in armor with a sword, I will be finished!"

"Calm down, Adelin." Zelin glanced at the heavy prison door. It seems that it is to prevent the voice of the lower prison from going out, so the sound insulation effect of the prison is very good: "They shouldn't hear it, or they will rush in just now. I will help you open the shackles first."

Adelin watched Zelin use the lock opener to help him pick the lock.

"Are you also a member of the Thieves Guild?"

"Lock picking is not a thief's patent. You see, someone like you who maintains the law will use it one day. It is always valuable to learn a technique... well."

"How are we going out next?" Adelin clutched his arms and walked out of the prison: "This is Westmar, where the thieves' union is home."

"No hurry, I still have some questions." Zelin pointed to the thief who was hit in the chin just now and lying on the ground: "I want to figure out some things."

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ps: When re-experiencing the plot, the follower plot can’t be repeated again...In order to find the name of Linden’s brother, I spent a day playing Diablo III again today. I wanted to add more today, but it seems that it can only be tomorrow. Tomorrow night

Chapter 2749: Linden's Brother

The thief was named Portland, and Zelin did almost nothing, so he just said everything he knew.

He knew that there was an entrance to the sewer deep in the prison. The warden here used the sewer to clean the bodies of dead prisoners or destroy evidence. The sewer runs through the entire lower city and leads to the swamp below, which is dangerous and buried ruins, and no one wants to go.

"...Yes, it's our partner in the black market, and the partner gave the guild a commission." Portland limped forward, wandering through the dirty sewage. Foam and colorful grease floated on the black sewage: "They said that someone was following them in the cemetery and wanted to kill the people who were following them. So the guild sent people to let the guards go over and arrest people."

"Who are your partners?" Zelin asked, "Who are they? Where do they come from?"

"No, I don't know...No, no, I really don't know!"

Portland's voice seemed to be crying: "I just obeyed orders! The guild never reveals the identity of any customers. Everyone only has code names. We only care about money and the goods in the black market!"

Zelin played with a dagger in his hand, which was captured from Aynok and could be used as a makeshift weapon. Once encountering a battle, it is not suitable to block with Hidden Blade. On the way to Constantinople that year, Ezio's Hidden Blade was chopped down during the battle with the Templars: "So, you don't know anything about that group of people?"

"Uh..." Portland thought for a while, as if grabbing some life-saving straw: "No, I, I have a little impression. This group of people is very strange, they must be tomb thieves, often You can bring a lot of things that you can see from the grave. And, there are... yes, there are light yellow robes, who would wear such strange clothes? The guild made a lot of money, and they brought genuine and good antiques. They must be doing something important. If a group of tomb thieves made so much money, they would have long since washed their hands."

"What's going on in Kingsport?!" Adelin asked sharply, "Who sent you here?"

"This, I really don't know this. Maybe Ainok knows, but he is dead." Portland shivered: "I don't know anything about what happened in Kingsport. I only know, There was a traitor in Kingsport, and the guild people were chasing him everywhere. As long as he can bring his head back, the guild will reward him with a lot of money!"

"Traitor? In other words, my brother didn't betray me because of the thieves' guild?" Edlin exhaled uncomfortably, his face turned pale due to excessive blood loss: "But what happened that day? "

"How do I know, man...Um!" Portland touched his injured tongue and covered his mouth in pain.

"How far is it from the exit?" Zelin changed the subject.

"Um... Alright, alright." The thief replied in a sullen voice, "Walk two more corners and you will be at the exit of the city gate..."