The Void Pathfinder from the Demon Hunter World

Marvin thought about what happened just now again on the way.

First of all, he really has a backer behind him now, and super-level beings like Gaunt O'Dimm and the Goddess of Destiny cannot hurt him at will.

The specific reason and under what circumstances will he be protected like this? It's not certain yet.

Where exactly is that boundary line? It still needs to be tested a little bit.

And judging from the grand epic of the First Void War, Order Paradise is not invincible.

Damage, that level of competition is too far away, and it's not his turn to consider it now.

At least, the dangers from the mission world still need to be faced by himself, and Order Paradise will not care. If you die, you really die.

Secondly, is the "Goddess of Destiny" really a "god"? And what kind of existence is a "god"?

"Goddess of Destiny" knows Order Paradise, so does she know the Void Tree? Where is she in the void?

The above questions cannot be answered for the time being, but a grand and mysterious super world has appeared before him.

The current authority level is too low, and it's useless to ask.

"The Goddess of Fate" just said "Meliteli is back".

So the goddess Meliteli does exist, so where is she now?

...

The next afternoon, Marvin arrived at Gos Velen. This coastal city has not changed much after a hundred years.

The prosperous Cardo Street is still full of various shops, merchants, and porters, and the smell of wheat and fish is floating in the air.

The black unicorn snorted twice in annoyance, and asked: "Marvin, what smells so bad?"

Marvin patted his neck and whispered: "Fish smell?"

"Fish doesn't smell so bad?"

Marvin pointed to the west, "That's the dock, there are many fish sellers, and the fish smells so bad when they die."

Ned raised his neck and turned to look west, but his sight was blocked by the house, "I want to go and see."

He was like a young animal just out of the nest, curious about everything.

If there was no urgent matter, Marvin would not stop his curiosity.

This harbor city is relatively safe, and there are ravens in the sky to warn, so there will be no danger. Marvin agreed.

Ned, who was nauseated by the fishy smell at close range, sneezed and fled the port in a hurry. Following Marvin's instructions, he walked to the edge of the island of Thanid, and crossed the long bridge to the Aretuza Academy.

The guards at the bridgehead were easy to deal with. If you show your magical ability to prove that you are a mage, you will not be stopped.

After reporting the name "Marvin Goydema" to the guard and asking to see the dean, Tissaya de Veris, he stood outside the gate with Modus and Ned waiting.

The waves under the long bridge beat against the black reefs, and seabirds circled in the sky... just like 90 years ago.

Creak~

The main gate of the academy opened, and Dean Tissaya, wearing a turquoise dress, stood inside the door, just like when she first greeted His Royal Highness the Prince, but the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were a little more obvious.

"It's you!" The sorceress's eyes burst into joy, then surprise, and finally opened her arms, "Welcome back, my student."

Marvin stepped forward and gently hugged the teacher, and the two walked into the academy together.

The guard was stunned by this scene.

After introducing his two companions to the teacher, Marvin immediately received the teacher's impatient question: "Little Marvin, how come you haven't changed at all in so many years? Look at this? Wrinkles! Damn it!"

Alas... Women, no matter when, no matter how old, can't forget beauty.

Marvin whispered: "Actually, I came here from 90 years ago, and time is not uncontrollable."

Tishaya paused, turned around and asked: "Can you control time?"

Marvin whispered again: "Not me, can't say."

He pointed around, and many female apprentices were already looking here. After all, it's not common to be able to trouble the dean to greet them in person.

First, Ned and Modus were left to play in the port area of ​​the academy where few people go, and the two came to the dean's office to start a long talk after a long absence.

After Marvin hid the secrets of the Paradise of Order, the Void Tree, and the Boundary Wall, he recounted his experiences.

The wasteland, the doomsday world, zombies, monsters, and nuclear weapons all made the sorceress admire; the Ain El Empire, the Wild Hunt, the Great Sage of Avallac'h, the Grand Gate, and the non-elves who rose up in resistance made the teacher sigh with emotion.

"In other words, there will be no more Wild Hunt, no more celestial sphere intersections? And no more white frost?" asked Tissaia.

"There will definitely be no Wild Hunt left, and even if the Ain El Empire is still there, it will definitely be fighting. The white frost is only chasing the Ain El elves, and naturally it will not chase them here."

Marvin took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and continued, "I'm not sure whether the celestial sphere intersection will appear. This is just my guess."

"What about the future? Go back to Vizima?" After asking this question, Tissaia changed the subject with a look of seeing a joke on her face, "Temeria is different from the past."

She was not worried about the future of her students. From what Marvin had just said, she knew that this former prince was already a strong man, and he would be fine no matter what he wanted to do in the future.

Marvin waved his hand, "I can't stay here for long... Teacher, don't ask, I can't tell you. This is the price of crossing time, and I will die if I tell you."

"Everything has a price..." Tishaya nodded, "I hope the price you pay is worth it."

She had another question, "Then what will you be in 90 years...?"

"Can't say." Marvin spread his hands.

He decided to hide the bloodline transformation. Otherwise, if you continue to ask questions, sooner or later you will pull out the Void Tree. This is not a good thing for the Witcher world where the cap is only 24.

"You are such a little bastard!" The dean drank two cups of tea before he could suppress his irritation.

Marvin quickly changed the subject, "What happened to our family?"

The teacher glanced at the student and blamed him for changing the subject, but still replied: "His Majesty Goidema lived to be 70 years old, but in the last few years he seemed a bit confused and did a lot of wrong things. At least I think he was wrong... Your mother died a few years earlier... Generally speaking, your parents had a pretty good life. "

"Since you are from Sintra, you should know that Fiona married into that kingdom..."

At this point, Disaya stopped and continued after a while: "Adela died a year after you left. Sorry, Marvin. I didn't have Temeria at that time..."

Marvin nodded and asked, "What's going on?"

"Huh..." Seeing that the students were still calm, the teacher continued, "That year, the plague broke out in Bree Heywood. Adela was nothing like her mother, she was too kind. She ignored His Majesty's objections. , a man ran to Bree Heywood and met the Plague Banshee while treating patients..."

Marvin frowned and asked, "Ordinary plague can't give birth to a plague banshee, right?"

"Yes." Tisaya answered decisively, "I later found traces of magic there... But, you also know that His Majesty doesn't like Adela very much..."

Because of Blood Queen Falga, the king finally knew which of his two daughters was his flesh and blood. Marvin still clearly remembers what happened when he was born, so he naturally understands the reason.

Disaya spread her hands and said, "So, I have no reason to continue investigating."

Her father didn't like her absence, and the kind and adventurous elements in Adela's character also played a role, which ultimately led to the tragedy.

Marvin asked: "Can we check now?"

"Let me think of a way..." Dean Tishaya lowered her head and thought, "Sabina should know some inside information, oh, Sabina Grievishig, known as the 'Daughter of Kaedwen Wasteland', Also a member of the fraternity.”

"Then please leave it to the teacher."

The dean asked curiously: "It seems you have other things to do?"

Marvin nodded, "Do you have the teleportation coordinates of the Golden Tower City?"

"Yes, yes, but don't go." Tishaya dissuaded her. "Nilfgaard doesn't like the mages in the north very much, especially the Warlock Brotherhood. You will be arrested. Don't underestimate the spies and troops of the Southerners. ”

"Don't worry, teacher, I've experienced enough dangers and I won't underestimate them." Marvin picked up the tea cup and took a sip. "The crisis in Sintra has only subsided temporarily. I have to go there to see if I can do something about it." Do something to cause chaos in Nilfgaard. Only when they are in chaos will the north be safe."

Then Marvin gave a general overview of the known internal information of the empire, "So, they are not monolithic, and there are loopholes that can be exploited. As for being caught? The Wild Hunt couldn't catch me, but the Southerners are far behind."

Disaya thought about it, and it was right. The young man in front of me is no longer the little prince who went to school here. He has his own way of doing things.

Therefore, the dean gave Marvin the teleportation coordinates of the outer suburbs of the Golden Tower City that he had secretly hidden.

"Where to go next? Vizima?" Tishaya asked.

Marvin shook his head, "Let's go to the Golden Tower City first. Vizima will also go to help Calanthe as a lobbyist. She is going to hold a 'Conference of Northern Kings' to discuss a joint defense against Nilfgaard."

"No, it might be counterproductive if you go."

"Oh? What is Foltest's relationship with our family?"

"Alas..." Tishaya sighed and said, "Actually, the current Temerian royal family has nothing to do with you. Foltest's father, King Mandel, is from the Maribo line..."

Marvin understood that because of his running away and Fiona's marriage, after the death of His Majesty Goidema, the nobles could only recommend someone from Prince Maribo to be the king.

It sounds like a correction of fate. Without Marvin's original historical trajectory, Foltest is also in power now.

It is unknown whether the goddess of fate intervened in this.

After all, the upper class nobles in the entire continent will always be that group of people. This wave of people married each other again, generation after generation.

Regardless of whether the relationship between countries is good or bad, trade or war, it is just an exchange of interests for the upper class nobility.

What would the current King of Temeria think if he appeared on Vizima as Amavit?

Legally, he has the most legitimate right to rule Temeria.

If he stands up, a large group of politically opportunistic aristocrats will surely emerge to support him in seizing the throne.

Then, before the threat from the south was eliminated, the Temerian Civil War even involved the northern countries in a melee...

This is how things will turn out whether he wants it to or not.

But, he ran away after more than twenty days and was too lazy to care about such nonsense.

Then you have to think again about going to Vizima...

However, since I have agreed to deliver the letter, I still have to go. However, the way of sending letters needs to be changed.

Before dinner, Marvin asked the teacher for details on how to use the portal.

There is a big difference between having a teacher to teach and self-study. The experience of the predecessors can greatly shorten the process of exploration for the later generations.

When he was studying in the academy before, the teacher would not teach dangerous space magic such as portals. He only had the fifth-grade textbooks of the academy, so he could only explore by himself, and he was only one step away from the final step.

Now with the guidance of the teacher, he learned it in 1 hour.

[Space Magic: Passive, lv.1]

Effect: Space Magic Casting Consumption -5%, Casting Speed ​​+5%.

Upgrade Consumption: 100 Paradise Coins

[Portal: Active, lv.1]

Consumption: Chaos Magic, 300~1500, 50/second

Effect: Open a portal at any known space coordinate within a straight-line distance of 500 kilometers, and consume 50 points of Chaos Magic per second when maintaining this portal.

Upgrade Consumption: -

The portal cannot be upgraded? I don’t know why yet. It’s not mentioned in the instructions, and the Order Paradise has no answer.

Anyway, I’m not in the paradise now, so I can’t upgrade it. I’ll wait and see when I go back.

The most important thing now is to deal with Nilfgaard, or to be more precise, to deal with Emhyr Emreis.

Cintra is not close to the City of Golden Tower, and I don’t know if the news of the defeat on the front line has been passed back...

...

The City of Golden Tower, formerly known as Nilfgaard City, is located near the estuary of the Alba River at the southernmost tip of the continent.

The northern barbarians thought it was a city made of gold, but in fact it was just the reflection of the sun shining on the roof. Tsk~

The earliest Nilfgaard was actually just a piece of territory on the south bank of the Alba River. The lord’s castle was built on a hill about ten kilometers away from the south bank of the Alba River.

The river can resist the attack of the northern lords, and the castle on the high ground can also play a good early warning role.

Thanks to the warm climate and rich products, Nilfgaard gradually became stronger and continued to expand northward. The Alba River became an inland river, and a city was formed around the castle, the city of Nilfgaard. The castle was expanded into a royal palace, and then became a royal palace.

South of the current Alba River is the Upper City and Noble District of the Golden Tower City, where there are core power institutions such as the Eternal Empire Senate and the Eternal Empire Supreme Special Court.

Both sides of the Alba River are shops and freight storage areas. The shops on the south bank are for noble lords, while the shops and stalls on the north bank are reserved for civilians.

The Millennium Square is on the north bank of the Alba River, and is often used for public executions, so that everyone can see the harshness and justice of the imperial law.

Marcus Brabant Military Academy In the southern suburbs of the Golden Tower City, if you want to get a higher position in the army, a diploma from the Military Academy is essential.

The Imperial Warlock Academy is on the north bank of the Alba River. Although the surrounding buildings, taverns, and shops are beautiful, it is indeed on the north bank, together with the lowly civilian area.

Most graduates of the Imperial Warlock Academy will be semi-forced to be absorbed as noble magic consultants, magic consultants for various military and political departments, or stay in the academy to teach.

Can't live freely and explore the truth, but also accept the orders of stupid nobles?

This was difficult for the wizard who felt he was superior to others to accept, but he had to accept it.

Fortunately, there were people who lived worse than them.

If the college dropouts or graduates with poor grades had no background, they could only serve as a soldier in the mage corps.

Although the treatment of being a soldier was also very good, the title was really ugly.

The tall Tower of Shassius stood on the riverside next to the Warlock College. It was a gift from Emperor Emhyr to Shassius.

It was said that this warlock who was good at astrology and prophecy once pointed out an escape route for Emhyr who fled Nilfgaard.

The last of the three major colleges in the empire was not in the Golden Tower City, but in Graupian Castle further east.

Only people in the Golden Tower City and its vicinity were recognized as pure Nilfgaardians. In other places, even people in the southernmost province of Mechet, could not call themselves Nilfgaardians.

Nilfgaardians were not blindly arrogant.

Strict laws replaced the arbitrary orders of the nobles; a large number of slaves from the defeated countries served as the lowest level of labor, making the empire extremely sufficient in labor; various natural resources were continuously injected into the heart of the empire; the prosperity of the Golden Tower City made Novigrad pale in comparison...

They were indeed qualified to despise the poor and backward northerners.

A few days ago, outside the suburbs of Cintra, the moment the black unicorn rushed out of the summoning beam, a flower bud on the green branch in the Golden Tower City Palace broke open a crack.

Snap, the rose-red petals unfolded.

Emhyr var Enreis, who was standing in the window, happened to see this scene...

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