The Void Pathfinder from the Demon Hunter World
Chapter 25 White Wolf Tracking
After Geralt changed the wound medicine at Mossak's request, he took the queen's handwritten order and rode to the city guard headquarters not far from the palace.
The order received by the city guard two days ago was: search for all suspicious persons who came to Cintra within a month, focusing on strangers carrying weapons and all those who might use magic.
Because of a war, the city guard suffered heavy losses and was a little short of manpower. So the search in the past two days did not go smoothly.
There were originally few wizards in the entire Cintra, and the city guard had no experience in dealing with spellcasters, so they could only conduct a carpet search.
The focus of the search in the first two days was on residents near the city gate and the outer villages on the main traffic routes.
In two days, they barely checked it once and found nothing.
According to the plan, they will start checking taverns today, focusing on large taverns with rented rooms.
The centurion welcomed the addition of the demon hunter, and finally there was someone who knew magic. Although the demon hunter said that he did not know magic, the centurion thought he was at least better than the big soldiers.
The centurion asked Geralt to choose the search area by himself. The white wolf thought for a while and decided to choose the west.
The west of Cintra is closest to the sea, and the fishing village and small pier on the seaside are the best escape routes.
If the attackers have a small boat hidden on the seaside, they can enter the city during the chaos, kidnap people, and then leave the city. They can reach the seaside in an hour, and no one can find them after taking a boat out to sea. Anyway, if he was asked to arrange to kidnap the princess in Cintra, he would arrange it in this way.
After selecting the area, the demon hunter turned up the hood of his cloak to cover his double swords, white hair and cat pupils, led his brown horse "Carrot", and walked to the west of the city with a team of city guards. Note ①
Geralt can't remember how long he has been a demon hunter. The first time he left Kaer Morhen to hunt alone seemed to be 40 years ago, or even longer?
At that time, he naively thought that he hunted monsters to protect ordinary people and would be grateful to people.
As a result, the monster he faced in the first battle after leaving the mountain was called "deserter", and the ordinary people did not give him gratitude after being rescued, but fear.
Things just kept repeating, repeating... just like his horse, no matter how many times he changed, it was always called carrot.
...
In a small tavern in the west of the city, the city guard centurion knocked on the counter and hooked his finger at the bar owner who turned around.
The proprietress came over and whispered: "I have paid this month!"
The centurion twisted his mouth, indicating that there were outsiders around and this matter could not be discussed, and then asked: "Mona, have you seen any suspicious people in the past month, those with swords, armor, or other strangely dressed people? If so, tell me quickly, don't hide it. If something goes wrong, the whole family will be hanged at the least."
The senses of the demon hunter are much more sensitive than those of ordinary people, and he heard the conversation between the two clearly.
However, this is too common, he did not show any expression, turned away from the counter, and walked around the tables to see if he could find any clues.
The tavern owner recalled carefully for a long time and shook her head, "No! You know, I'm too young, and the people who come here are all drunkards on the street, not strangers. What's wrong? Something happened? Weren't the southerners beaten back by the lioness?"
The centurion tapped the proprietress's shoulder with the hilt of his sword and whispered, "It's not that, there are spies. Be careful, report any trouble quickly, understand?"
The proprietress nodded vigorously, "Yes!"
...
The second tavern, no abnormality.
The third tavern, the centurion collected this month's "protection fee", no abnormality.
The fourth tavern.
The centurion grabbed the boss's collar, "Hunter, you owe it for almost two months. Damn, if you don't pay it, what will we eat..."
Geralt was too lazy to pay attention to this shit, and every place has its own rules, and these rules exist for a reason.
For example, now, as an outsider, he has no idea whether the city guards are collecting money indiscriminately or the tavern owner is maliciously defaulting. If you rashly stand up to defend the injustice, you may not end up well, and you may end up with good intentions but bad results.
This kind of loss has happened to him more than once or twice, so he went in and wandered around like in the previous taverns.
The tavern was shabby and small, with only 7 tables. Geralt stopped at a table in the corner. The smell was not right.
He was very familiar with the smell of this tavern. The smell of sweat, foot odor, low-quality alcohol, and sour vomit were all normal, but the smell of moon roses was very abnormal.
Moon roses are not cheap, and the prostitutes who hang out in such places cannot afford such expensive perfume.
He sat down on a bench in the corner, and the fragrance became more obvious. Looking up, this corner was the least noticeable, and it was a good place to hide and eat quietly. There was a window not far to the left, so it was also convenient to escape.
Just in time, the centurion came over and asked him to leave. It seemed that the boss didn't ask anything.
Geralt waved the centurion over and whispered, "I smell the scent of moon roses... I don't think the noble lady would drink here?"
This time, the search for spies was a death order from the top, and the centurion knew the seriousness of the matter. The big boss also said that he had to respect the witcher. So no matter if there was really a problem here or if the witcher really smelled the scent of roses, he had to show some expression.
According to the gossip, the witcher lived in the palace, and he couldn't afford to offend him. So the centurion turned around and went to settle accounts with the boss.
Geralt grabbed him and whispered, "Bring the people here, don't make too much noise."
The centurion thought about it and nodded and left.
After a while, the tenth captain came over carrying the unshaven tavern owner. He punched the owner in the stomach and asked in a low voice: "Has a woman sat in this seat?"
The boss screamed in pain and took a few seconds to recover. He looked at the table and then at the captain, shaking his head in fear and surprise, "No. The Southerners are calling. There aren't even a few nightingales left on the street. They How could you come to this poor place like mine?"
Geralt stopped the captain from continuing to use force, raised his hand to form a sigil, flashed it in front of the boss, and whispered: "Yaxi."
"Two or three days ago, was there anyone with a scent sitting here?" the demon hunter asked.
The boss's eyes were blank and he shook his head, "No..."
The ten-capion captain was so surprised that he leaned back. With the three lions on top, he really saw magic!
Geralt ignored the officer's surprise and continued to ask: "What about the people who come to your tavern? Those who smell like flowers, including men? Or something else?"
"Man?" The boss looked at the table blankly, seeming to remember something, "Man... A businessman came here. He said that he sold spices, so he smelled. Was he sitting here... I can't remember. ”
Geralt waved his hand and said, "Let him go. It has nothing to do with him. I can find a way to find him."
The captain realized that this demon hunter seemed to have a real problem. Maybe, maybe he was going to make a contribution?
"Oh, okay!" The tenth captain pushed the stunned tavern owner to his men and ordered, "Tell him not to go out and talk nonsense!"
The soldier nodded, grabbed the boss by the collar and left.
The captain felt that following the witcher was the most important thing now, and nothing else mattered.
Geralt walked back to the wooden table, took a deep breath, and kept the scent of the moon rose firmly in his mind. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of yellow-brown cat eyes lit up slightly.
The witcher's senses are activated.
Geralt followed the smell and left the tavern. Before leaving, the captain thoughtfully asked his men to help the witcher lead the horse.
After walking through the streets and alleys, we finally stopped at the Royal Palace Square, opposite the Royal Palace of Sintra.
Geralt looked at the palace across the square and said, "The man stopped here for a while."
The captain looked confused, "Huh?"
White Wolf had no choice but to continue explaining: "What is a foreign spice merchant looking at the palace? Offering perfume to the queen before the war so that the lioness can defeat the southerners with fragrance?"
"Oh~~!" The captain finally understood, "Is there something wrong with that person?"
Geralt rolled his eyes, nodded again, and continued following the smell.
After going round and round, I returned to the West City Gate. After leaving the city gate, I lost the clue.
If the "spice merchant" ran away on horseback, the fast horse and the sea breeze would be enough to dissipate all the smell. However, the possibility of that seaside fishing village is even greater.
The witcher pointed to the west and asked the captain, "There is a fishing village by the sea, right?"
"Yes." The captain nodded, "Manarola, we don't catch any fish in the winter, but the tuna shipped in the summer is pretty good."
Geralt rolled his eyes again, "If those spies were hiding there, it would be easy to come by boat or escape. I'm going to go there and take a look."
"Ah?" The tenth captain pointed to the setting sun, "Brothers have been busy all day and haven't even eaten a morsel of hot food." Note ②
To perform meritorious service, you have to wait until you are full before you have the energy to perform meritorious service. He really doesn't want to work overtime. So did the soldiers behind him.
Geralt is neither an officer nor a Cintra noble. He cannot order the city guards. He can only say: "Then you'd better report to them as soon as possible."
Shifu Chang smiled broadly and said, "No problem."
The white wolf flew onto his horse and flicked the reins: "Carrot, let's run."
The brown horse raised its hooves and ran towards the west...
"Ah?!" The captain was surprised. He thought the demon hunter was going back with them. The 11 people looked at each other, they had no horses. What to do? Go back and report...
…
Nearly an hour later, the seaside fishing village of Manarola.
The sun had already sunk below the sea level, and warm firelight was faintly revealed through the windows of the rooms in the small fishing village. Geralt found the largest wooden house in the village.
Duoduoduo...
An angry response came from the room: "Who is it!?"
The witcher shouted: "I'm looking for the village chief!"
Squeak~
The wooden door opened, and a middle-aged man with a fishy smell was holding a long pipe and looking out the door with a frown. The salt stains on his tattered leather jacket were all caked together.
"Who are you?!" He suddenly saw the witcher's eyes and was about to close the door in panic, "Mother! The monster is coming to catch the child, hide now!"
Bang, Geralt blocked the wooden door with one hand, slammed into the door, pasted the queen's warrant in front of the man who was standing at the end, and regardless of whether he could read or not, shouted, "The queen ordered me to ask you something!"
White Wolf has not experienced the "Butcher of Blavikan Incident" yet, and his style of doing things is not as gentle as it was later.
The Butcher of Blavikan is one of Geralt's many titles.
Several years later, in the seaside town of Bravikan in Redania, White Wolf discovered a group of Redanian rebels. The rebel princess Renfri planned to massacre innocent civilians in the town for unknown reasons. Geralt killed most of the rebels in order to protect the civilians.
However, in the eyes of the townspeople who did not know the inside story, his behavior was an unprovoked killing. The townspeople were extremely frightened until the witcher left the town in silence.
Later, the title "Butcher of Blavikan" was put on Geralt's head. Since then, Geralt's temper has calmed down a lot. Note③
Now, if the fisherman in front of him talks nonsense again, he will definitely get a beating.
Although the middle-aged fisherman who fell to the ground could not recognize a few words, he still recognized the three lions emblem.
No one dared to fake this thing, and the expensive ring seal beeswax was not something that everyone could use, so he could only nod his head with worry and fear.
The witcher pulled him up by the collar and asked, "Where is the village chief?"
"I..." The fisherman answered with a bitter face, "I am."
"Have any strange strangers come recently?"
"No..." The village chief's eyes were a little evasive, "No!"
White Wolf didn't say a word of nonsense, raised his hand and read: "Yaxi."
He asked again, "Have any strange strangers come recently?"
"Yes."
"How many people, where?"
"Five people, living in an empty house at the south end of the village."
"Why lie?"
"They gave me a lot of gold, I have never seen so much gold..."
Geralt glanced at the peasant woman at the kitchen door, frightened her back, and then pushed the village chief out, "Take me to find it!"
...
This should be a place to repair fishing boats, not far from the seaside. Winter is not completely over yet, and the fishing season has not come yet. It is still empty at this moment, with three unfinished fishing boats inside.
Looking at the dark house, Geralt asked the village chief: "Where are the people?"
The village chief was sober now, and Axis could not control people for too long. But the experience just now still scared him, and he dared not lie anymore.
"No, I don't know." The village chief trembled and answered.
"Get lost!" After cursing, Geralt walked towards the big wooden house. The village chief ran away.
There were traces of people living in the big house where the ship was repaired. There were also floor mats and extinguished fires in the side room next to it. One of the floor mats had a strong scent of moon roses. The place was right!
The luggage in the corner was still there, and the people hadn't left yet!
The white wolf immediately drew out the steel sword behind him and slowly retreated to the door.
Just as he walked out of the door, several people walked out of the corner in the distance.
The leader with a mustache saw the witcher and shouted in a low voice: "Who?!"
A thin and tall man walked out from behind the mustache, a whole head taller than the others.
The tall and thin man handed the torch to his accomplice next to him, touched his long beard, and grinned: "Monster hunter, it's great... hehe... I haven't killed a demon hunter for a long time."
On his open leather armor chest hung three demon hunter pendants, a cat, a griffin, and a wolf. He drew the hand and a half sword from his waist and walked towards Geralt, "This is mine, no one else can come!"
Everyone was there, a total of 5 people.
The leader was a mustache wearing black tight leather armor, with a dagger on his waist.
A one-eyed man wearing expensive hunting clothes, his left eye was blind, and he had an ugly half-face scar.
A handsome man with long hair wearing thick leather armor with a sword and shield.
The last one couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman, and he exuded the scent of moon roses.
The four people knew the ability of the tall and thin man very well. He was superb in swordsmanship and had killed at least three demon hunters with his own hands, and was extremely cruel. He said not to let others interfere, and that was not allowed.
Because the madman's fighting power was too high, the leader, the mustache man, would not refute.
So the four people formed a semicircle on the other side of the house, surrounding Geralt and the thin tall man.
The white wolf bent his front legs and kicked his back legs, holding the sword and lowering his shoulders, frowning and asking: "Leo Bonnet?"
Geralt knew that he was in big trouble. He had just experienced a big battle during his journey. Now not only was his injury not healed, but he also ran out of potions and alchemical bombs.
The thin tall man played a sword flower with his hands and smiled with his mouth curled, "Roar... You know me?" He licked his lips, "That's... even better."
Before the thin tall man finished speaking, he stepped forward and stabbed out a sword like lightning.
Geralt's speed was not slow either. He slid back and raised his hand to cast the Alder Sign.
The thin tall man had a very high attainment in swordsmanship and rich combat experience. That sword was originally a test.
He knew all the tricks of the witcher, and he would definitely use a seal to prevent it. He changed his steps quickly and rolled to the right when Geralt raised his hand. He was too tall, and he rolled to Geralt's left.
Bang, the telekinetic impact of the Alder seal missed, and Geralt swung his sword down, intending to suppress the enemy while he rolled and didn't get up.
But the opponent rolled to his left, and with the chest and abdomen injured, the power of this sword was a little insufficient.
When the tall and thin man hadn't stood up yet, he protected his side with his hand and a half sword, easily blocked the steel sword, stood up and lifted the steel sword, stepped on the wall of the wooden house with his right foot, and hit the witcher with his left shoulder.
It was too fast, Geralt only had time to raise his left arm to block, and was knocked off, so he simply rolled back to try to keep a distance.
Just as he stood up, the enemy's long sword chopped down again, and the white wolf raised his sword to block, but was greeted by a handful of sand.
It turns out that when the swordsman named Leo Bonhart rolled up, he grabbed a handful of sand with his left hand and kept it in his hand.
…
Note 1: Geralt's horse, the name in the English version is Roach, which can be understood as a European freshwater fish, cockroach, or cockroach. In the original Polish version, it is called Płotka, which translates to small fish. Most of the Chinese names seen by domestic players are radish (traditional Chinese is "radish"), and a small part of them are grapes.
Note 2: In that era, two meals a day were the norm for the lower class people, and lunch was not something that everyone could afford.
Note 3: In fact, Geralt didn't kill many rebels in Blavikan, at most 50. Alas, the people...
Note: Why is Geralt so weak?
First, the White Wolf of this era is not as good as that of 1273, at least not a legendary witcher. Second, he was seriously injured and has not recovered yet. Third, he had just experienced a siege by monsters, and had neither potions nor bombs.
Those who are familiar with witchers know that prepared hunting and unprepared encounters are completely different things for witchers.
Fourth, Leo Bonhart is almost the ceiling of swordsmanship in the world of witchers. If you are interested, you can go to Baidu to find out what this villain has done. The three witcher pendants hanging around his neck are not fabricated.
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