The Journey of the Demon Hunter

He looked at Sfanridge in amazement.

During the conversation, his voice has always been very low and calm, which is completely unlike the Skellige in Zelin's impression. He respects Skellig’s traditions, but when he exercises, he also wants to seek outside help. Skelligs usually don't make tricks like this.

"Why do you think I can climb up?"

"I know you, Black Sword, Griffin School, you must be Master Demon Hunter Zelin." Svan Rigi said, "My mother probably didn't recognize you, but when I was traveling in the mainland, I heard that There have been rumors about you. Your surprise attack on the castle of the White Rose Knights is enough to become a legend. If you want to sneak into the castle, you must know how to climb the cliff very well."

"Well, Sfanridge, you found the right person." Zelin nodded: "Let's go, I'll help you. It just so happens, I also want to see what Skellig's heroic path is."

Chapter 2821 Courage and Glory

According to Zelin's observation, the obstacles to the hero's road basically originate from the mountain trails that have fallen into disrepair.

With both hands firmly grasping the edge of the collapsed road, Sfanridge pulled himself up.

This is a trail located on the mountainside, a rock plank built on rugged mountain roads with stone bricks and clay, fixed on almost vertical cliffs. But because of disrepair for a long time, the road became several sections, many sections of the road disappeared, and fell into the valley below after collapsing, leaving only the cracks like monster teeth.

"It's hard to imagine that our ancestors could build an artificial corridor in such a steep place. You are a mainlander, a demon hunter. In a country on the mainland, is there a place where you can build such a project?"

Sfanridge wiped the sweat from his forehead, took off the vest outside, and threw it aside: "This is the residence of the ancestors of the Tursek family, but the descendants of Tyre abandoned it. Let alone It is said that in the middle of Skellig Island, there was a throne in the past. It is said that Heimdor left Skellig by boat and stayed with the goddess Helene before his residence. In the past, several kings would live in the Throne Hall. Later, all the kings lived in their own castles, so the throne room left by Hamdor was also abandoned. We lost so much, and throw away so much glory. Everyone just wanted to rob and make a fortune. What glory."

"Your mother has been lobbying other families, hoping they can support your hereditary king."

"The hereditary king? No, how could my mother be like this?" Svan Rigi wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves: "The hereditary king will only have a group of wastes that can enjoy their lives. Only the king who is elected by his ability has the strength. Lead the Skellig people to become stronger. If a person cannot prove his strength when he is young, can he become greater when he becomes a king? The biggest problem with the king is that the power that he can control is too small, my Every time the father convenes a meeting of lords, it will become a terrible quarrel. The father must satisfy all the demands of the family and divide the spoils, and demand them with glory, before they will send a long ship to fight with his father."

Svan Rigi sat next to a broken rock, panting slowly, regaining his strength

"I think that Skellig’s trouble has never been the election of the king, but that the lord has absolutely no obligation to the king. Skellig has been attacking the Nilfgaards, but we just created trouble for them, and Bullying the Nilfgaards does not have a strong navy at all, but on land, how can a king who can only summon five hundred marauders fight against an emperor who has summoned an army of tens of thousands? Call these people together."

"Your mother would not like to hear you say that."

"Yes." Sfanridge lowered his gaze, seemingly disappointed: "Let's go,"

Svan Rigi was about to stand up, and a ray of light passed through his head. Sfanridge felt a warm heat above his head, and then something heavy hit his head, and something fell to his feet and spilled blood on him. It was a beautiful and handsome woman's cheek, pearl-like bright white skin, an arrow stuck into her naked chest, passed through the heart, and burned the nearby skin to black, and the lower body was like a serpent. Appearance, one end is still drooping beside Svan Rigi's shoulder.

I don't know when, Zelin already held a golden and white crossbow in his hand.

"Hold your head down!"

Sfanrigi shrank his shoulders and saw a white light out of the sheath from the corner of his eyes. The female siren who swooped down from the sky was hit by the light, and her body broke in two. Rolling, the lower body fell into the valley. The five sea monsters still hovering in the sky screamed and fled.

Sfanrigi was surprised to see that the long sword in Zelin's hand was emitting a pure white light.

"Let's go quickly." Zelin put away the sword, the light disappeared in the sheath, and the surrounding area dimmed instantly: "The smell of blood will attract more female siren and human face monster birds."

"The demon bird of Indalsfair attacked a village." Svan Reggie pushed away his tail and picked up the vest on the side: "Let's go, the target is in front. I heard that there is another one there. A place of magic. But wait a minute, we have to dive across the island..."

"Try this." As he said, Zelin took out a ring and enchanted a ring of underwater breathing in Skyrim: "This can help you stay underwater longer."

"With the help of magic..." Sfanridge was somewhat reluctant.

"Your ancestor Tyr also forged a magic weapon in the earth fire, and then the goddess Helene applied rune magic protection to him. The legend of your Skelligites never allowed the use of external force, otherwise why would I? Standing here instead of sleeping in the hotel?" Ze Lin asked, "There is still a way to go. When I face the water pool, I will decide what to do when the time comes. I never like when there are still difficulties in front of me. Just think about new troubles."

The bright moonlight illuminates the rippling water surface of the waves.

Gnaiya was lying on the bed, her eyes closed slightly, the sound of the night wind and the waves echoed, and the sea breeze stroking her cheek was pleasant and pleasant.

Suddenly, she woke up and was surprised to find that the disturbing headache and dizziness disappeared, and the uncomfortable smell of alcohol filled her mouth. She coughed twice and sipped on the floor casually. Francesca told her that since she drinks and eats meat, she must clean her teeth frequently, otherwise the smell of her teeth and mouth will become annoying, and the dragonborn has to admit , At this point, what the elf said always makes sense.

Opening her eyes, she first saw the coat spread over her body, which was the windbreaker of the demon hunter. She sat up slowly, and the windbreaker slid down her neck and hung to her chest.

After gradually remembering what happened last night, she held her forehead, closed her eyes slowly, and sighed. Then, thinking of the two of Virginia and Zelin going to Middle-earth for a vacation, Dragonborn couldn't help but sneered.

The flow of time is different. Virginia and Zelin spent several months of vacation in Middle-Earth. During that time, they discussed quietly in the castle about how to bully in bed when the two of them came back. Virginia. When she came back, she found out that Virginia really just wanted to go on vacation with Zelin.

The sun shines through the gaps between the wooden boards into the guest room. Gnaiya rubbed her eyes, turned and moved to the bed, putting her feet into her boots.

There was some noise from the village, Gnaiya frowned, she stood up and stretched comfortably. Yawning, she pushed the door open and saw the villagers rushing to the west of Yuriala Port.

Gnaiya put the cloak on her body, pulled the cloak by the neckline, and curiously followed the crowd to the edge of the village.

"...Men and women of Little Skellig Island, this is a glorious moment!" Gunnar, standing on a stone platform at the edge of the village, with his hands clasped his waist, shouting: "Today, we Svan Reggie Ann Tursek successfully traversed the path of heroes. He successfully re-walked the journey of hero Tyre, proving his agility, courage and strength as a Skelligite! Remember his name, Remember his feat!"

The men and women of Port Riala gathered in front of the clearing and cheered to Svanrich Ann Tursek who was standing next to Gunnar.

"There is also this demon hunter who has also crossed the Heroic Road. As the first foreigner to cross the Heroic Road in 20 years, he has won true respect and honor!"

People applauded Zelin.

They arrived at the top of the mountain, took down the unique blood red moss that grew beside the ruins of the castle on the top of the mountain as evidence, and then slid down the **** to the entrance of an underwater cave, where Zelin put the underwater breathing ring Lent to Sfanrigi, he drank a bottle of Killer Whale Potion. But to their disappointment, there are many places in the underwater undercurrents where you can breathe. The difficulty of challenging the underground river is not swimming, but the courage in the dark abyss.

In the cheering crowd, Zelin saw Gnaiya onlookers.

After Gunnar announced that the banquet on behalf of the Tursek family had continued, Zelin walked towards Gnaiya, who had a wry smile on her face.

When Zelin approached, Gnaiya suddenly kicked his calf angrily.

"Hey!"

"Frankly, why do you refuse to call me every time you go out for fun?" Gnaiya stretched out her index finger, slanted her eyes, and raised her left eyebrow: "Run out for fun while I sleep?"

"Is this also a pleasure?"

"Isn't it? When I was sleeping like a fool, you accomplished another feat!" Gnaiya kicked Zelin again in disbelief: "If you let others know, they will definitely laugh at me. !"

"No one will laugh at you, Gnaiya."

"A female drunkard who has done something wrong... Okay." Gnaiya sipped to the ground: "Should the matter be over? We should set off now? I can't wait to solve a few human face monster birds. ."

"Of course, I have discussed with Sfanridge. We will go to Indalsfell first, and then we will return with him and Birna's goods." Zelin spread his hands, and he was very happy that Gnaiya could change another. The topic, because the Dragonborn always doesn't control well after drinking: "Gunner's sailor is loading goods, we can set off immediately."

"Well, I'll go and pack the armor and weapons." Gnaiya tilted her head, pulled the cloak off her body and handed it to Zelin: "See you on the dock."

After Gneia left, Zelin took a breath, bent down and patted his calf, chuckled and shook his head.

This is much harder than the female siren.

Chapter 2822: The Welcome of Skaggiou

On the journey to Indalsfell Island, Zelin and Gnaiya had a shooting match.

"You cheated! You should change a crossbow!"

Looking at the corpses of the demon bird on the deck, Gnaiya threw the hunting bow in her hand to her feet displeased: "Next time I will make a weapon as good as you! I remember there is one in the Thieves Guild A good sword called Hancha? I'm going to ask Jacqueline to borrow it next time, if that little **** hasn't been killed yet."

Zelin put away the sacred anger: "Okay, then I use a continuous crossbow?"

"Bah!" Longyi spit on a human-faced monster bird corpse next to him: "One day, I want you to envy my weapon, huh!"