The Void Pathfinder from the Demon Hunter World

The current emperor of Nilfgaard, His Majesty Emhyr var Emres, stood in the window of the royal study holding a gorgeous goblet, looking at the beautiful scenery of the small garden, recalling the sufferings of the past...

Every two or three days, I have to hold back the tremors and discomfort and force myself to remember.

Otherwise, he is afraid that he will be confused by the power in his hands, beguiled by the flattery in his ears, and be corrupted by the wealth in front of him...

When he was 13 years old, Emhyr, a young boy, was having fun in the palace. The guards suddenly rushed in, hugged him and ran away. However, they did not escape. The rebels had blocked the back door.

The usurper raised his sword, cursed and mocked. The rebels killed almost everyone in the palace. Also, my father’s roar…

He didn't remember much about that period, except that he cried and passed out...

Then he and his father were locked in two cages like dogs and almost starved to death.

A mage in a black cloak did something to him. He felt severe pain all over his body and passed out again.

The usurper just stood outside the cage laughing, and his father was still roaring...

After waking up, he found that he had turned into a monster with spikes on his head and looked like a mouse. And the father is gone.

He knows what he looks like, thanks to the specially erected mirror outside the cage.

The boy looked at the monster in the mirror and asked himself: Just because his name is Emhyr, will he be turned into a "hedgehog"?

The usurper did not kill him. He finally left the dark basement and was imprisoned. He also had a new name: Uchion...

The usurper seems to have forgotten him...

One day, the cell leader suddenly stuffed him under the manure bucket...

He was escaped, and under the guidance of various people, Uchion, with his head wrapped around his head, walked through alleys...

Finally he was dragged into a small boat by a man.

The man's name was Chaschius, who claimed to be an astrologer and said he could find a way to lift the curse in the north.

Emhyr didn't really care if he could lift the curse. He was too tired and fell asleep on the boat...

7 years! No one knows how he got through those seven years.

In order to survive, he even competed with wild dogs for food!

But he survived and found a letter in his shack.

That letter rekindled his hope, the hope of living, the hope of revenge.

It's a pity that the letter disappeared and could not be found. He firmly remembered the signature of the letter: Wige Fortz of Logoeven.

He finally knew who saved him, and he knew he still had value.

My father said: Only those who have value will be used.

So he still has a chance, a chance to make a comeback.

At this time he was in Sintra, not far from the location mentioned in the letter.

So he waited in the forest as requested in the letter, waiting for the person he wanted to wait for.

Even though it rained, even though it was cold, he didn't leave...

A man wearing expensive furs was attacked by a wild boar, his horse ran away, and the man screamed in the woods holding his broken leg.

Uchion saved him until the guards came for him.

The man generously promised to repay the favor, for he was the King of Cintra, Ragnar.

As stated in the letter, Uchion requested "accidental rates" as payment.

The so-called accident rate means that he wants to get something that Rogner already has but doesn't know yet.

After Rogna left, Uchion finally met Vilgefortz, a handsome mage with golden brown hair.

He was placed in a small village at the junction of the Kingdom of Sintra and Nasser, living in seclusion.

He has always been very submissive, whether the handsome male mage is there or not. Because the mage said, as long as you do as he said, it will help him lift the curse.

Now that there is hope for survival, Emhyr naturally wants to lift the curse and become a normal person.

In the process of slowly gaining trust, he also pieced together the general purpose of the handsome mage bit by bit.

It should be that he wants to seek power through his identity.

Then you might as well make use of this mage.

Uchion was still very submissive, as if he was really threatened by a curse.

Thinking, studying, calculating, planning, day after day...

He knows that to achieve great things, you must be patient, so he has been waiting with peace of mind.

This is fourteen years of waiting!

He finally knew the next step in his plan.

The next step has nothing to do with Nilfgaard, but asks him to seduce the princess of Cintra, Pavetta.

That is, the daughter of Calanthe and Rogner. That's the unexpected rate reward.

Because when he was injured in the fall, Rogner did not know that his wife Calanthe was pregnant.

Uchion still had a handle on Wilgefortz, and he wanted to lift the curse, so he followed the plan very respectfully.

As a result, Uchion became a knight wearing full face armor and gave himself a new name, Duny.

An upright, brave, wise and compassionate knight came to Sintra and met Princess Pavetta in various places. The drama of the hero saving the beauty was staged at least three times.

For nine months, the knight finally won the heart of the princess, the beauty finally fell into the hands of the monster, and Duny finally put Pavetta into bed...

Five months later, Queen Calanthe invited a bride, and the house was filled with guests.

Knight Duny appeared. He took off his helmet in public, revealing his hedgehog head, and asked King Rogna to keep his promise and marry Princess Pavetta to him.

Rogner is a very traditional nobleman who firmly believes in destiny and does not dare to refuse.

Of course the princess is also willing. The wedding seems inevitable?

The lioness Calanthe would not allow her daughter to marry a monster, so she asked for help from a witcher she had met before.

Although Calanthe doesn't like witchers, they are indeed good at "dealing" with monsters.

In the process of preparing for the wedding, Geralt of Rivia was invited to the city of Sintra and met Duny.

After a long conversation, he found out that Dhoni was nice and turned into a monster due to a curse. What's more important is that Princess Pavetta loves Duny deeply.

As we all know, Geralt doesn't kill reasonable monsters, not to mention that Duny is not a monster.

White Wolf did not kill Donnie, but agreed to help Donnie lift the curse.

If the curse can be lifted, Donnie will no longer have to be threatened by Vilgefortz. Of course he is willing, very willing.

For this, he is willing to pay any price, let alone the illusory "accident rate".

But what he didn't know was that Princess Pavetta was pregnant.

So the kind-hearted witcher lifted Duny's curse after some trouble. Donnie is finally human again and handsome.

Calanthe had no excuses, and the wedding went on as usual. The former prince finally touched the edge of the aristocracy again...

…

Every time he recalls his 23 years of life experience, His Majesty Emhyr's blood can turn from warm to cold again, and his soft heart can become as hard as iron again.

that power!

Ordinary people without any magical talent will be stepped on like bugs if they no longer have power.

He will never be locked up in a cage like he was when he was 13 years old! I will never compete with wild dogs for food again! Never compromise with anyone again!

To do this, he must climb to the pinnacle of power. No one can stop it!

There is only one chair in the imperial study room, and only the emperor can sit here.

Emhyr var Emres sat in his own high-backed chair, looking through the reports of the people below.

Imperial Warlock Academy.

Those mages who love "freedom" are still playing the same old tricks with nothing new.

The emperor will not allow any disloyal mage to approach the palace.

Each Royal Mage Advisor has been proven many times and is absolutely loyal to him personally. In other words, they have to be loyal if they don't want their whole family to die.

Well, the astrologer Chaschius was quite honest and stayed in the tower.

This is probably the only person left who knows about that unbearable experience.

As long as he is willing to stay in the tower and not talk nonsense, as long as his astrology is still useful, then he can keep it for now.

The emperor wrote "Continue to monitor" on the report, signed it, put it aside, and picked up the next report.

In the subspace behind him, Gunter O'Dimm also retracted his head, curled his lips and yawned.

"Haha~...It's so boring."

The devil fell sideways, the air supporting his body like a soft cushion and bouncing around.

Gunter O'Dimm stretched out comfortably, put his hands behind his head, and taunted the emperor: "Your last one was much better than you, jie jie jie jie... He was really stupid and bad. ,Hahaha……"

But the emperor couldn't hear it.

It turned out that after the devil left the city of Sintra, he went to the city of golden towers to see if he could find new customers.

War is imminent, and the imperial palace is undoubtedly the focus of conflicts across the continent. Hiding around the emperor will definitely reveal more secrets.

Originally, Emhyr Emres was supposed to be his client, but it was a pity that Vilgefortz beat him to it.

Mirror Master cannot meet Wiggo face to face, because he only comes in with a consciousness projection and cannot fight head-on.

And that evil warlock is a ruthless character who doesn't care about anything but himself, and can't catch anything.

…

Time returns to the present, the morning after Marvin arrives at Arethusa College.

In the city of Golden Pagoda, in the mountain valley in the northern suburbs of the city, a portal suddenly opened.

Marvin walked out, followed by Ned and Modus.

Dean Tishaya helped open this portal. The City of Golden Pagoda is too far away from Xianide Island, far more than 500 kilometers, and the teleportation gate that Ma Weng just learned cannot be reached.

Fortunately, the teacher helped me, otherwise I would have to open the teleportation gate at least three times and find the appropriate teleportation coordinates in between.

He originally wanted to leave Ned in the academy and let the teacher help take care of him, but the unicorn was unwilling.

The coordinated teleportation between him and Ned has begun to show results, and it will be easier to escape if there is an accident, so let's take them with them.

For this journey, Marvin went to Gos Velen's bank to exchange some Nilfgaardian florins, and bought a large black cloak to cover it.

This kind of cloak is very practical for people walking outside, so it is also very common.

It is definitely impossible to avoid the attention of interested people, but as long as passers-by don't notice anything strange at a glance, it will be fine.

The raven took the lead and soared into the sky, flying south, while Marvin rode the unicorn and looked around to see if there was any place to stay.

The City of Golden Pagodas is very prosperous, and the surrounding area has basically been reclaimed into farmland.

However, the lives of civilians have not improved much, and may even have gotten worse.

The dividends of successive years of war not only gave birth to more petty nobles, but also caused surrounding farmers to lose their land.

The new nobles without fiefs could only use force to occupy the cultivated land of common people. The richest capitals are also the places where land annexation is the most serious.

Farmers who lost their land had only one option: to abandon their original homes and go to the city to work.

They left behind a large number of dilapidated and uninhabited houses in the suburbs.

Marvin and the black unicorn are now outside such an abandoned farmhouse.

Ned carefully squeezed into the shaky door frame, and Marvin moved the door panels to block the door again.

Sneeze, sneeze! The unicorn sneezed twice, "It's really smelly here."

Marvin ignored him, took out a large pile of fresh alfalfa and fruits from the inventory, put them on the broken wooden bed, and said, "Eat it yourself when you are hungry."

After that, he took out a large wooden basin and filled it with pure water.

Ned nodded vigorously, very satisfied with the food.

Originally in the course of history, Nilfgaard could swallow up the southern countries like a rotten tree, and then continue to move north and eat up the northern countries.

There are many reasons, and of course the intelligence agency has a big part of the credit.

Marvin certainly would not think that the defense of the imperial capital would be lax, and he would not underestimate the ability of the imperial intelligence department.

Therefore, we naturally cannot swagger into the Golden Tower City in broad daylight. We must wait until night to act.

…

The Imperial Palace, outside the Imperial Study.

Ta-ta-ta, the sound of hurried footsteps rang out.

The court attendant stood outside the door with his hands behind his back and his head raised, frowning at the newcomer.

No matter how anxious he was, he could not be so impatient. No one could afford to disturb His Majesty at work.

A thin man in a black silk cloak walked over quickly.

The two of them made eye contact for a moment, and both nodded slightly in tacit understanding.

The attendant only moved his mouth without saying a word: "Urgent?"

The thin man in the black cloak nodded fiercely.

The attendant turned around and knocked on the door, trembling...

The emperor's voice rang out from inside the door: "Come in."

The attendant pushed the door open lightly and saluted: "Your Majesty, Viscount Aiden, Wattir de Lidoux wants to see you."

"Well." Emhyr snorted without raising his head.

The attendant quietly withdrew, and the thin man in the black cloak came in and saluted respectfully.

Emhyr put down the documents in his hand and leaned back in the high-back chair. The golden plate of the Sun Cult Pope on his chest shone in the candlelight.

He folded his hands on the table and asked, "What's the matter?"

The head of the imperial intelligence, Vatir, hurriedly lowered his head and replied, "The Cintra front was defeated."

Emhyr took a deep breath and continued to ask calmly, "Where is the military report from the front? Why did you tell me this?"

Vatir swallowed his saliva, and his raised mustache trembled obviously. "The news was sent back by a low-level mage consultant. He is the twenty-seventh of the fifteenth division..."

"That's not what I want to hear."

"Okay, Your Majesty..."

Vatir could not report much. The low-level mage who was recruited as a spy was not killed by Marvin because his rank was not high enough and he was too far away from the marshal's tent.

That night, the whole camp was in chaos, and Marvin killed almost all the senior officers in the camp.

He didn't even see Marvin's shadow. It was only after dawn, when he counted the casualties, that he learned how serious the losses were and that Marshal Menno was missing.

The wizard ran all the way back to the original base of the Central Army Group before he found a channel to contact the line and spread the news.

In this way, the news was passed to Vatir before the military report through magic and spy networks.

Bang!

Emhyr's fist hammered on the table, and the solid obsidian table did not shake at all.

Vatir was still frightened and shivered. Cold sweat slid down his forehead, but he didn't even dare to wipe it.

However, the emperor was just showing anger. Although he was a little angry that he didn't even understand how he lost, he was not that angry.

There is no need to elaborate on the reasons. The victory or defeat of this war will not affect the subsequent plans. In other words, he hopes that the war will fail. After all, the domestic contradictions are the root.

But the emperor must be angry now, because it is unreasonable not to be angry.

Emhyr took a deep breath and said, "Find Menno Kuhoon first."

The spy chief secretly breathed a sigh of relief and bowed and replied, "As you wish, Your Majesty."

He was about to salute and leave.

The emperor spoke again, "Cintra City, where are your people?"

Vatir quickly stood up again and lowered his head to answer, "No news yet, at the earliest it will take two days."

"Are you sure there is only one Vigfortz person in there?"

The intelligence officer said affirmatively, "Yes."

The emperor still had confidence in this personally appointed intelligence chief. He nodded and brought up the old matter again, "Don't stop the screening in the city. I don't want his nails to remain in the Golden Tower City."

Vatir bowed in response, "Your wish! Your Majesty."

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