The Void Pathfinder from the Demon Hunter World

In fact, 11 years ago, when he just got married, Donnie did not break off contact with Vigfortz.

He didn't know how powerful the wizard was, but he knew that Vigfortz had not completed his plan and he still had value.

He didn't know why this branch quest in Cintra started, nor when it would end, but he was still waiting with peace of mind.

Donnie played the role of a good husband, a good son-in-law, and a good father with peace of mind...

Until five years later, he received another letter that would self-destruct after reading.

According to the plan in the letter, he would take his wife and daughter on a ship to the Skellige Islands in the name of tourism.

The relationship between Cintra and Skellige has always been good, and they have this kind of travel project almost every year, so it is not abrupt at all.

However, Ciri did not get on the ship, but returned to the Cintra Palace inexplicably.

But the ship had already sailed, and it was useless for Donnie to be angry. Once the bow was shot, there was no turning back.

The ship did not sail to the Skellige Islands, but sailed north to the Sedna Abyss, which made the fishermen shudder.

The sudden storm blew the ship into a bottomless whirlpool, and the captain and sailors panicked.

A lightning bolt fell from the sky, and the flash illuminated the cabin. The former Donny raised a silver wine jug and smashed it hard on the back of the princess's head.

He had never loved this woman, or rather, since he killed the wild dog that snatched food, he would never fall in love with anyone again, no matter who it was, no matter whether it had anything to do with him.

Because his revenge plan was finally about to begin.

The moment before the sailboat was swallowed by the whirlpool, Donny entered a portal and disappeared.

A month later, Emhyr Emreis stood on the land of the Golden Tower City again.

The warlock was well prepared. He contacted the former royalists and almost all the nobles who resisted the usurper.

Emhyr quickly united these nobles around him with his identity, wisdom, skills and personal charm, and bravely stood up to launch a battle for the throne.

He succeeded!

He killed the old usurper himself, which took 3 days.

He found the wizard in the black cloak, the wizard who turned him into a monster.

The wizard's name was Brasens, "fried"? What a good name!

So, Brasens was pressed into the hot oil and fried.

It took Emhyr 1 year to sit on the throne, 6 years to double the territory of the empire, and little by little cleared out the helpers and informants of Vigoforts in the Golden Tower City.

But this is far from enough. He wants to unify the continent, unify all visible land and sea, and rule all moving things, people, elves, dwarves, halflings and monsters!

He wants to become the most powerful king in human history!

...

The elves once ruled this continent for more than 800 years, and humans came later.

The common language of humans is actually a new language developed on the basis of several old languages ​​such as Dwarven, Goblin and Ellyron.

Because of the common experience of being ruled, the common language is the most widely used language on the continent.

Nilfgaard is no exception.

Thanks to the Nilfgaardians' love of showing off and strict management, every large building in the city has a striking common language plaque.

The Eternal Empire Senate, the Imperial Warlock Academy, the Supreme Special Court, the Marcus Brabant Military Academy...

Among them, the palace is the easiest to find, it is too conspicuous.

The trouble is that there are high walls around the palace, and he doesn't know the work and rest habits of Emperor Emhyr.

How to assassinate specifically? You need intelligence before you can plan.

Marvin originally wanted to drop a nuclear bomb, which was quick and easy.

But this would inevitably kill a large number of civilians and would definitely be punished by the Order Paradise.

He didn't want to challenge the punishment system of the paradise, so there were only two ways left: close-range assassination and long-range sniping.

But from the video sent back by Modus, the palace was heavily guarded, with high walls and giant crossbows, and the guards were strictly disciplined.

He didn't know the deployment of magic defense in the palace, nor did he know the emperor's travel patterns. It was almost impossible to find the emperor accurately in such a large palace and kill him with one blow.

It would be best to find someone who was familiar with the city and the emperor's daily routine to get information.

The first person Marvin thought of was Marshal Menno, but that guy was still imprisoned in Cintra, and it was too troublesome to go back...

Then Marvin thought of another person, the sorceress Ashile wa Anaxin.

When he was in the academy, he also asked the teacher about the appearance of this woman.

Tissaya said that the wizards in the Golden Tower City all wore robes of the same style, which was not easy to distinguish. But this Ashile was different in two ways.

She liked to wear a red headscarf and always hugged a black cat named Merlin, which was a little fat.

In addition, Marvin knew her place of work, the Imperial Warlock Academy.

Then there were clues to follow up.

The ravens in the sky were circling in the flock of birds, and when they passed the tall Tower of Shasxius, they swooped down to the Warlock Academy.

He landed on a branch in front of a building and looked at the nameplate of the small building, "United Shield Research Institute".

Modus began to look for a sorceress wearing a red headscarf and a black cat in the academy.

...

In the royal study of the palace, Emperor Emhyr asked his chief intelligence officer: "Among the imperial nobles, there are..."

Although the emperor only said half of his words, the spy chief already understood. He replied: "No, they are very quiet. At least they will be very quiet before the battle report from the front line comes back."

Vatier raised his head for the first time after entering the door, and said with a flattering smile: "Your Majesty, since those old bones in the Senate were destroyed, no one dares to challenge you..."

Emhyr swept the cup off the corner of the table, making a loud noise...

Vatier shut up immediately. His Majesty seemed really angry.

His bent body was trembling slightly, and the underwear inside was soaked.

Nearly half a minute later, the emperor spoke again, "Go and collect all the criminal records of the Kuhorn family, all of them!"

Vatier's waist bent further, "I obey, Your Majesty."

"roll."

In the subspace that neither of them could see, Gunter O'Dimm was hanging cross-legged in the air, complaining: "Can't you ask more questions? Menno Kuhorn's family is of no value... You're pretty good in person now, but it's a pity that I came late..."

The devil looked above his head, "Huh? That raven is here so soon."

He scratched his scalp, turned to look at the ignorant emperor, and smiled evilly, "It seems you won't live for a few more days, Jie Jie Jie..."

The devil can guess with his toes that Marvin will never let Emhyr Emres go.

After laughing enough, Gunter O'Dimm continued to wait quietly to see if he could hear any interesting clues.

However, until the emperor went to dinner, there was still nothing.

"Sigh...the old guys have too high requirements for souls. I am really working hard..."

Gunter O'Dimm sighed and disappeared.

Since the most valuable emperor is dying, there is no need for him to stay...

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Modus could not find a sorceress with those two characteristics, and in the end he could only wait for the professors to get off work on a tree branch at the school gate.

If the raven doesn't move, it will be a dead thing in the eyes of the mages and will not attract the slightest attention.

The sun was setting in the west, and the vendors in the market were shouting hard, hoping to sell the remaining goods quickly so they could go home and rest.

A group of people wearing black, gray and brown robes walked out of the school gate.

The robes of the same style are only distinguished by color, edge patterns and badges. This shows how strict Nilfgaard is on the mages.

There was a red turban among them that was a bit conspicuous, but the sorceress was not holding a black cat in her hands.

There were no more choices at the moment, and even if he made the wrong choice, it would just be a waste of one more day, and Marvin could afford to waste it.

Marvin: "Follow the sorceress."

Modus: "Understood."

The raven spread its wings and flew up, tracking it at an altitude of several hundred meters.

Being observed by a technological camera hundreds of meters above her head, a sorceress who grew up in a serf society would certainly not notice.

She and her colleagues went shopping, bought things, and ate, just like ordinary salarymen who got off work at night.

It wasn't until after dark that she walked into the second floor with the courtyard and never came out again.

A fat black cat squatted on the window sill on the second floor.

…

If Menno Kuhorn died, who should be held responsible for the defeat?

Who among the next generation of the Culhorn family is suitable to succeed the dukedom? How to do it?

If Marshal Menno was captured, how would he be convicted?

The other petty sins of the Culhorn family were only icing on the cake and would not devastate a ducal family.

Follow-up intelligence indicated that the loss of troops on the front line was very small. This is really good news. Well done to the people of Sintra!

But a defeat is a defeat, and the nobles cannot know the truth. How can the troops on the front line who have not been lost be hidden?

Can Menno be forced to relinquish his dukedom and let other juniors take over the title?

Can we take advantage of this time to involve other opposition parties?

The dead of night, when there is no one to disturb you, is the best time to think.

Emhyr var Emre clasped his hands together and pressed them to his lips, the emerald on his index finger shining brightly in the candlelight.

He is very busy and excited these days.

If he could take down the largest opposition group, the Kuhorn family, in one fell swoop, he would be one step closer to his ideal.

This excites him more than swallowing up a country.

More than two hours passed like this...

The emperor picked up the rattle on the corner of the table and rang...

The attendant opened the door and bowed: "Your Majesty, I am waiting for your orders."

Emhyr raised two fingers and said, "Prepare two people. I want to take a good bath."

"Your will, Your Majesty."

…

At midnight, a raven landed in a small courtyard not far from the Warlock Academy.

A faint blue light flashed, and Marvin teleported into the small courtyard.

Meow~! A cat meowed from the second floor.

The sorceress in the bedroom woke up immediately, and she also felt something strange.

A raven flew to the window, put down two pieces of parchment, and walked away a little further.

The sorceress put on her robe and carefully picked up the paper on the windowsill:

Ashley wa Anahin?

I come from Cintra, and the war in Nilfgaard has been lost, and we have captured Menno Kuhoun.

If what he told me is true, I think we should be able to talk.

If you have questions, you can contact Dean Tishaya de Vries at Aretussa College now.

The second piece of parchment is a power of attorney signed and sealed by Queen Calanthe to prove the identity of the visitor.

1 minute, 2 minutes...

The sorceress picked up the quill on the table, wrote "Wait a moment" on the first piece of parchment, and placed both papers back on the windowsill.

The raven did not pick up the paper and fly away, but looked at the sorceress and nodded.

She ran to the almost completely enclosed room next door in a panic, cast the illumination spell, and arranged the telescope.

After placing the magic crystal on the bracket, she cast another spell to release a soundproof barrier.

A black and white picture unfolded on the four brass brackets with a slight humming sound.

Dean Tissaya in the picture put down the book in her hand and complained: "If it was a quarter of an hour later, I would have gone to bed... Good night, Ashile Anaxin."

Ashile bowed and saluted: "Good night, Dean Veris..."

In the black and white picture, Tissaya waved her hand, "I know what you want to ask. Yes, what he said is true, I can testify. He is my only male student, Amavit, you can talk to him specifically..."

The dean yawned with the back of his hand covering his mouth, "It's really painful, women can't stay up late. You guys chat, I'm going to rest."

Pah, the telescope was turned off.

Ashley still maintained the posture of saluting, standing blankly, her mind a little confused...

"Huh..." The sorceress took a long breath, she had a general conclusion in the past few minutes.

If what was written on the paper was true, then it was indeed possible to talk to the visitor. The enemy of the enemy is not necessarily a friend, but at least they can cooperate.

As Dean of Aretusa, a member of the Art and Craft Association, and one of the highest leaders of the Warlock Brotherhood, Tishaya de Vries is so respected that she would not lie, right?

Ashley put away the soundproof barrier...

Meow! The cat screamed.

A man's voice: "Modus, why do you have to bully this cat?"

Another man's voice: "I hate its eyes! Is it despising me?" This voice is a bit strange.

The sorceress hurriedly picked up the hem of her nightgown and ran to the bedroom.

"Okay, cats despise everything..."

Pull la la...

"Merlin!" Ashley exclaimed in a low voice and picked up her black cat.

Meow~

The cat nestled in the owner's arms and licked its paws aggrievedly, and they were pecked and bleeding.

The sorceress finally saw the appearance of the person who came.

Why would someone wear a fur-collared coat in such a warm place? Isn't he hot?

"Hey, are you Ashley va Anaxin?" Marvin tried to change the subject, but failed.

"It's me. Sir, it's very rude to break into a lady's bedroom late at night."

Marvin spread his hands, "We can't talk outside, can we?"

He succeeded this time. The sorceress cast a soundproof barrier, covering the entire bedroom.

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?" Ashley stroked the black cat and suddenly thought of another question, "Wait, where's the other person?"

The raven on the man's shoulder spoke, "There is no other person. Please forgive my rudeness, ma'am. It's just that your cat was rude first."

Modus turned his head and looked at his boss and asked, "How is it? Is my wording standard?"

"Magic is above!" Ashley covered her mouth and exclaimed, "A talking raven?!"

Modus imitated Marvin and waved his wings, "It's not accurate to say that... Uh, forget it. My boss has something to tell you."

Ashley finally regained the calm and composed look of the sorceress and said, "Well, this..."

Her mind was so confused that she even forgot the name that Tissaia introduced.

Marvin said his name at the right time, "Marvin Goydema."

"Mr. Goydema... King of Temeria? Are you really..."

The sorceress couldn't help but hug the cat in her arms tightly, and the cat felt wronged.

Modus spread his wings, "Why do you have to dwell on this?"

Ashelei took a deep breath, "What do you want to talk about!?"

Marvin replied, "I want to kill Emhyr Enreis. I need intelligence support."

"Wat!?" The sorceress's expression collapsed again, and she even dropped the cat in her hand.

Meow~!

The black cat simply crawled under the bed, it was tired.

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