The Divine Hunter

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Morning mist permeates the shores of Lake Vizima.

The boats are like monsters rowing across the water, breaking through the fog and heading towards the center of the lake, and the sun faintly outlines a bare desert island.

"Black Tern Island..." The demon hunters stood side by side at the bow of the boat. After two months, they returned to this island where countless blood and corpses were left behind. The evil god Dagan was driven away, and the fallen half-murlocs Extinction.

How does the goddess of the lake plan to deal with these heavily armed knights?

Because they were operating on the lake, the Knights of the White Rose took off their heavy mail armor and put on light leather armor, with swords hanging from their waists, and a hand crossbow "Gabriel" imitating Weedon's style wrapped around one hand.

This group of knights was selected by Rudolf on the pretext of surrendering to the goddess, and accompanied the priest to witness the miracle of the Lady of the Lake.

The head of the Knights and his cronies on the other boat had a dark pendant between their necks, which looked like the pebbles on the river bank, extremely inconspicuous.

"Demon Gold." Leto leaned behind him, "Commonly known as anti-magic gold, anti-magic metal, necklaces made of it can resist charm spells."

"It's quite clear to see the situation of the enemy and me..." The demon hunter You Green's pupils passed through the fog and inspected the more than 40 knights on the surrounding ships. The knights wearing necklaces accounted for about three-quarters. The remaining ten favored Princess Yada, or Rudolph less trusted.

One thing they have in common is that they are both survivors of the last Battle of Black Tern Island.

Warlock Azar didn't appear in the party, but the witcher believed that there were countless ways for the opponent to follow, so he kept his eyes open.

Soon, the wooden boat collided with the soft wet mud of Black Tern Island. Everyone dragged the boat into the water and grass on the shore, followed Princess Yada in a sacrificial robe and slowly walked towards the center of the island.

Yada suddenly let go of her dignity, took off her shoes and socks casually, and let Bai Shengsheng's soles step on the soft sand, leaving a row of small footprints, and a slender white and tender calf was exposed under her skirt. , The figure is Pingting, the slender waist and the plump buttocks are swaying under the close-fitting smooth sacrificial robe, although it is only a back view, it also makes people's heart sway.

The knights averted their gazes in panic, or bowed their heads cautiously, only Rudolf Valaris was more puzzled.

Almost unnoticed, clusters of air bubbles appeared in the lake water on the shore after they landed on the island.

...

There was originally a dense forest on Black Tern Island.

But the last time I was burned to a pool of ashes by a broken white rose knight. After more than two months of wind and sun, I can still see obvious burn marks: black stumps, carbonized trees everywhere. There were dead branches and fallen leaves, and there were some unrecognizable beast bones.

In the depths of the ruins stands a statue of a lake girl, with a lifelike face, but unlike the statue in the temple, it holds a round belly wide-necked bottle, with green vines and algae protruding from the bottle mouth. The bottle is covered with fish, shrimps, crabs and shells, and crystal dewdrops.

"Kaz... Kaz..." Yada stepped on the withered branches and fluffy sand, came to the altar, turned to face the crowd and smiled happily,

"The guardian of Vizima, who wants to see the holy face of the lady of the lake, must drink the holy water from the altar to wash the body and mind... to remove the filth. Anyone who has malicious intentions must drink more."

Yada held the worn-out porcelain bowl beside the altar, gently shoved it into the mouth of the bottle, and came out with a bowl of "holy water".

The surface of "Holy Water" is no different from clear water, it is colorless and transparent, and it has no peculiar smell.

"Which knight has the courage to set an example for everyone?" Yada held the porcelain bowl and looked around with beautiful eyes. Most of the knights who were swept by her gaze hesitated, and finally lowered their heads in shame.

Including the head of the Knights, Valudolph, who remained calm, lowered his head and avoided Yada's gaze.

"No one?" The smile on Yada's face became sharper, and she simply drank a bowl of "holy water" herself. The splashed water wetted her red lips, and slid down her graceful chin and swan-like neck, flowing over the front of her chest, revealing a hazy and beautiful curve.

I don't know if the "holy water" has the flavor of spirits, so Yada's snow-white cheeks were stained with a touching blush, and her long fingers wiped the water stains from the red lips, and she printed a piece on the side of the porcelain bowl in her hand. A rosy red lip print.

"Gu..." The knight team floated over a few eager eyes.

"Second? The dignified Knight of the White Rose is not as good as a woman like me?" Yada looked around, half provocation, half encouragement.

"I come!"

The young witcher went up to meet him, took a bowl of "holy water" in the well of the porcelain bowl in Yada's hand, drank it all, and then showed off to everyone the dry bottom of the bowl - the porcelain bowl The edge's lip print had been blurred by the witcher's touch.

The taste of "holy water" was unexpected. It was not as bland as it seemed. The entrance was bitter and the aftertaste was sweet with blood, but he was sure it was not human blood.

A bowl of "holy water" poured into his stomach, a faint warmth surged in his body, and he focused his attention on the template.

Constitution: 11.6→11.8.

"Not bad, 0.2 physique."

"I assure you..." Yada once again invited everyone, "Holy water contains the grace of the goddess, which can make people healthy and strong! There is no harm!"

"I paid a great price to get a chance for you," Yada said coldly, "I'll ask again one last time!"

Finally, a tall, brown-haired, brown-eyed knight stepped out of the line and came to Yada. He stared at the princess with enthusiasm and fascination in his eyes, and drank the holy water resolutely.

Roy still remembers this Cavalier - Cleveland, who was transferred from Elland.

Now it seems that he has become a staunch supporter of Yada.

After Cleveland took the lead, the next thing went a lot smoother, and nine more knights came to Yada one after another. The ten knights in the group, without exception, were the knights who accompanied Yada and the witcher in their crusade against Dagon last time.

As for the remaining thirty or so, they all wore gold necklaces to prevent demons, and they didn't say a word during the whole process.

The backbone of the Knights, Rudolf Valaris, is like a towering mountain, standing in the middle of the team, suppressing all strange thoughts.

Yada couldn't help but sighed, then walked to the opposite side with "Holy Water", her eyes wandering in the team for a while.

Most of this group of knights are close to thirty years old, with firm eyes, high muscles under the leather armor, and calluses on their palms. They are calm and unmoved in the face of the princess' aggressive scrutiny.

But one of the diminutive knights was not doing so well, panting nervously, looking too nervous and shaking slightly uncontrollably.

The corners of Yada's lips curved, her eyes locked on him, and she came to him with a gust of fragrance, and the short man froze instantly.

"What's your name?"

"Your Highness... Your Highness, the villain is Wa... Valudo."

"You don't look eighteen years old? How long have you been with Uncle Rudolph?" Yada said, and glanced calmly at the commander of the knights. The latter's cheeks were hidden in the thick beard, and she bowed to her. .

"I... I've been taking care of the horses for... the Captain at the age of twelve, five... five years." Da held the porcelain bowl in front of the knight, "Uncle Rudolph can't count the number of capable people around him. There is no shortage of newcomers like you. Drink this bowl of 'holy water' and hang out with me in the future."

"Sorry, Your Highness!" the short man shouted, his head almost dropping to his chest.

"Don't you want to?" Yada's beautiful eyes narrowed into a slit, and she smiled self-deprecatingly, "A bunch of stubborn idiots... Forget it."

She released her wrist, and with a "ding" sound, the small and thin porcelain bowl fell to the ground, breaking into several pieces.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were attracted!

The short knight Valudo hurriedly squatted down, knelt down and picked up the fragments and held them in front of the princess.

And the princess slender hand suddenly caressed the top of his head, making him raise his face slightly, revealing his neck, and with the other hand he pulled out a piece of broken porcelain neatly,

"Waldo, look at this world..."

"Your Highness... Your Highness, what are you doing?" The short man felt the princess' unusual intimacy, his face flushed, and he hesitated to say something, but everything stopped abruptly.

Yada's face was cold, and the porcelain piece in her hand quickly pulled the knight's smooth neck from left to right, pulling out a huge gap.

The blood splashing like a fountain dyed the white sleeves of Yada's sacrificial robe a large dazzling bright red, and then she raised her hands, opened her arms, and raised her head to face the crowd.

The poor bastard covered his broken throat, his eyes widened like bull's eyes, and his mouth screamed "uh, uh", and fell backwards to the ground, only breathing out, but not breathing in.

The whole process took just a few seconds, and the knights were too late to rescue.

However, even if they realized the princess' ruthless means, there was nothing they could do. As a subordinate, it was difficult to take action against the princess, and Foltest's advice was still in his ears.

"His Royal Highness Yada, what do you mean?!" Rudolph's thick beard trembled slightly, suppressing his anger, and holding down the matching sword around his waist.

"Rudolph, what an old dog! You united with the royal advisor to assassinate the goddess and betray my trust! The sin is unforgivable!"

"The plan is exposed! Everyone be careful!"

Rudolph raised his hand.

More than 30 riders around him quickly formed a phalanx.

"If you're obsessed and go against the goddess, then you will all die!" By the altar, Yada snapped her fingers, and a scream instantly rang out over Black Tern Island.

The wind blows over Black Tern Island.

An extremely astonishing scene appeared on the island - more than ten half-murlocs scrambled to break through the soil and drilled out of the ground, waving harpoons and wooden sticks in the rough green fins, hissing in the air, and huge dorsal fins. And bulging gills make them weird and terrifying.

The change has not ended, and there are strange movements from the shore of the lake in the distance. Dozens of water ghosts jumped out of the lake, driven by unknown forces, rushing over with ghastly faces!

The ten knights at the altar were shocked, and Yada immediately comforted them.

"Calm down! After drinking the holy water, you are your own! And the messenger of the goddess will only raise the butcher's knife to heretics!"

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