The Divine Hunter

"God-level Demon Hunter ()"!

In the late autumn, the bright sun shines from the central patio of La Valledi Castle, reflecting the fragrant and colorful roses, begonias, camellias...

A woman is standing on the path between the flower beds, a light green open-chested long dress supports a graceful figure, a mahogany stroller with a babbling table is placed at her feet, and a watering can in her hand goes to the flowers. Water in the basin.

"That's Mrs. Louisa." At the entrance of the garden, the maid Sylvia pointed to the distance and explained to the two witchers in a low voice, "Because of the matter of the young master, the lady has been living very well these days. Depressed...every day I go to the garden to relax."

"Will going in now disturb the lady's rest?" Roy asked.

"Two masters, I have to ask the lady's meaning on this point," Sylvia said apologetically, "but I think the lady is concerned about the safety of the young master and should be willing to cooperate with the investigation."

The witcher nodded, watched the maid enter the center of the garden, and then explained a few words to the members of the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe beside him, asking them to wait outside the garden. After all, the three of Aveline were nominally accomplices in the murder of Arian, so Louisa, the victim's mother, would not be happy to see them.

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"Ah!" Roy rubbed his nose and glanced at the two women in the distance. From his perspective, he could only see the back of the baroness, but only from the back, the undulating curve between the woman's waist and buttocks, The beautiful swan-like neck can also prove that she is an extremely outstanding beauty.

"I just gave birth to a girl more than a month ago... The body has recovered so quickly, and she is very talented." Roy praised slightly. In his inherent impression, most women, no matter how beautiful they were when they were young, once they gave birth, they would become Every beauty will be marked with a big discount.

It is the most normal change to have a bloated waist like a bucket, especially rural women. After giving birth, who would deliberately maintain their figure to please their mud-legged husband who goes to the fields every day?

"I don't know how the noble lady takes care of her?"

"Little devil, don't forget that she's still the mother of a teenage boy..." The bald man added in a low voice, a strange look flashed in his eyes, "This year is less than thirty... Twenty-seven or eighty years old? So infer , Mrs. Louisa gave birth to her first child at the age of seventeen or eighteen, when she was as delicate as a flower..."

Leto's voice paused, and Sylvia walked back towards them and stretched out her hand.

"Two masters, Madam, please come over."

...

Roy looked around,

There are no less than ten kinds of flowers planted in the garden, hibiscus, chrysanthemum, but the most are white jasmine, occupying more than half.

"Jasmine, a symbol of unswerving love. Is this what the old baron did on purpose?" Roy's mouth twitched and suddenly felt quite ironic. The age difference between the baron and his wife was too great, and the relationship between the old man and the young wife was not just about money. And these flowers can sustain.

After all, the old husband raised a grassland.

"These flowers..." Before he took a few steps, his nose moved. The fragrant aroma at the entrance of the garden was already impressive enough. Now close to the center of the garden, the ubiquitous flower aroma has become extremely strong, like sea water. Just wrap them tightly.

Roy and Leto's sharper than ordinary senses of smell were almost entirely occupied by floral scents, and could no longer tolerate other scents.

Excessive amounts of anything can be catastrophic, and floral scents are no exception. Relatively speaking, witchers prefer to smell even a moderate amount of flesh and blood, which keeps them sharp and clear-headed.

They frowned in unison, until the elegant woman turned to them, and the displeasure was replaced by surprise.

I have to say that God favors the lady in front of me. At the age of 28, most white women will inevitably have wrinkles, but the baroness’s healthy wheat-colored skin is still smooth and delicate. , milk and silk.

She has no accessories such as rings or earrings on her body. She simply has black hair tied behind her head. Her brown eyes are as bright as the sun. Her lips are as delicate as freshly peeled water chestnuts. With a seductive scenery, with her slender waist and slender thighs, she is undoubtedly a sexy stunner.

"9 points of charisma..." Roy's own charisma of 8 was instantly dwarfed.

On the other hand, from the observation, there is no trace of magic carving on the baroness's body like a sorceress, except for the high charm and scary, other attributes are not outstanding.

This is a sure natural beauty,

"No wonder he was fascinated by that person."

"Master Witcher, I am Marie-Louisa la Valledi, the wife of Baron Baron, thank you very much for taking this commission, the child is already skinny, if not for the secret support of the witch doctor, He couldn't stand it any longer."

The lady looked tired, her face was gloomy, and her voice was a little hoarse, but her gentle attitude made people feel like a spring breeze, and she didn't feel like her husband's superior and aggressive pressure.

The two lifted her fingertips and kissed the back of her hand lightly.

"Dear madam, you don't need to worry too much. Gods will bless an upright and kind person like Master Arian. Maybe this is just a test, so that Master Arian can grow into a better knight in the future. "

"I hope so. But my poor little Arian is only eleven years old. He should not suffer such a crime!" Louisa thought of her unconscious son, her delicate face was full of sadness, her eyes were slightly red, and her eyes Unconsciously turned to the side.

There was a stroller there, with a petite baby girl wrapped in a swaddle in the stroller. The sun shone on her fleshy pink cheeks, her lips were red and her teeth were white, which was really cute.

At this moment, the little guy is holding his slender and transparent pinky thumb, and his black eyes are twirling between Mrs. Louisa and the witcher, with a touch of innocence and curiosity.

The baroness gently squeezed the little guy's cheek, and then took a deep breath to calm down her uneasy mood.

"Anes la Valledi?" Roy's heart moved as he admired the warm scene in front of him. This baby girl is not simple. If she follows a normal trajectory and undergoes a series of changes, she will eventually become the only legal Temeria. heirs.

Of course, no one except Roy knew about her future.

"Two masters, Sylvia said that you have done a lot of research," the baroness pursed her red lips, her delicate face showed uncontrollable urgency, and her tone became gloomy, "Then... Is there any What clues did you find, where did the murderer who killed Little Arian hide?"

"Don't be impatient, ma'am. We have already made a preliminary judgment about the accident of Master Arian, such as—" Roy carefully observed Louisa's expression, "At that time, Master Arian and Amos There is a high possibility that he was practicing magic in this garden... The murderer was hiding aside and suddenly attacked, and he fell into a coma before being transferred to the servant's room."

"Any crime can't be dealt with flawlessly..." Roy stared at the startled baroness and said, "Perhaps the criminal thought he handled the scene flawlessly, but in fact he always stayed in corners he didn't notice. more or less traces; it may be difficult for ordinary people to find these traces, but it is not a problem for witchers."

"Then I hope to hear the good news as soon as possible..." said the baroness sincerely, "to free Arian from the pain. As for now," she grasped the handle of the stroller, "I will not continue to interfere here. Your investigation, it's time to send Anas to see his brother."

"The witch doctor's treatment is almost over today," Louisa finally said to Roy and Leto before turning around and leaving the garden, "You can go see Arian later, Sylvia will lead the way. ."

"No problem, ma'am."

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"Ms. Sylvia." Watching the baroness leave, Roy praised the maid beside him, "Mrs. Louisa is such a good mother..."

"The madam has always loved a pair of children very much. It is no exaggeration to say that the young master and the young lady are the madam's hearts," Sylvia said with a sad expression, "Now that something happened to the young master, the madam has become very melancholy and sleepy. I don’t sleep well, I have no appetite every day.”

"Even if the complexion is not good during this time, the lady's beauty is still not lost in the slightest," Roy asked. "Sylvia, at the dinner party that day, the lady must be the focus of the whole party?"

Sylvia nodded heavily, then seemed to think of something interesting, covered her red lips and laughed, "The two masters were not there at the time, and I didn't see the master's bragging power, so I can't wait to inform all the guests that this is him. His wife, and gave birth to a pair of lovely children for him..."

"Such a beautiful and elegant wife is indeed worth showing off," Roy said enviously, "but Miss Anais was born not long ago, and she also attended the dinner party?"

"Master and Madam carried the young lady around, and then asked Nai Ma to take the young lady back to the room to take care of her, for fear of disturbing her."

"Mrs. Louisa can rest assured?" Roy asked casually, "She will definitely go back and see Miss Anais?"

"That's right, Madam won't let her newborn daughter out of sight for too long. Although she was so busy, she still took time to go back to the bedroom to take a look."

"There are very few mothers in the nobles who are so conscientious... Well, let's not gossip, let's get down to business." The two witchers got the answer they wanted, exchanged glances, and began to search the entire garden.

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"Ah!" An hour later, two demon hunters covered in mud sat facing each other against the two pillars around the garden. Among them, the bald man squeezed a jasmine flower with his thick palms together, his eyes filled with dread. Look at the whole garden.

They have searched the garden carefully. Although they won't shovel the flowers and turn them upside down, they have searched all the places they should look for. Apart from a wide variety of flowers, there are only mud and water, a few bees and mice.

The two turned into farmers and made such a mess, and they got nothing.

"As far as I'm concerned, even if the unlucky man of Amos had an accident in the garden, was killed, and bleed... The bloodstain would have been disposed of by the murderer long ago." Leto rubbed the bridge of his straight nose vigorously, and the tip of his nose turned red. , slightly swollen, "In addition to the interference of the strong floral fragrance in the yard, it is difficult for us to find clues."

Leto stood up abruptly and slammed the post hard.

Roy glanced at the clusters of beautiful purple and red in the courtyard, and was a little helpless, but when his eyes turned to the pillar in front of the bald man, he suddenly froze.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Lesso, I seem to have found something, take a few steps to the side," Roy walked to the big man in three steps, and hurriedly touched the blue-painted pillar in the other's puzzled eyes. Impressively, he felt an extremely pale red mark the size of a fingernail.

It looks like a child's hand-painted doodles, or a natural red dyed by squeezing flowers.

The two of them leaned in front of the pillar to carefully rub and observe, and moved their noses. There was a faint smell of blood, which sometimes disappeared under the cover of the strong floral fragrance.

Only a witcher with an extraordinary sense of smell can penetrate its essence——

"Blood!" The bald-headed man took a deep breath and paced around the pillar with his eyes like torches. "There was a murder in the garden that night. Maybe this area was the first scene."

"The identity of the victim?" Light flashed in Anjin's pupils, Roy pondered for a moment, and an answer emerged in his mind - the missing Quint performer Amos.

There seemed to be a picture in front of him - the garden under the moonlit night, the Quint performer Amos was suddenly attacked by the murderer and was dying of serious injuries. While struggling desperately, he accidentally touched the column in front of the garden, leaving this blood mark.

"I don't rule out another possibility, this is some kind of hint, he stayed on purpose!"

The eyes of the two of them moved up along the blood stains, until they reached the ceiling of the corridor around the garden. On the side of the ceiling protruding outward, close to the direction of the column, there is a row of inwardly folded eaves corners, which are hidden on the upper side. In the shadows, it is unreal.

The next moment, Lesuo's huge body was flexible like a gecko, swam against the pillar, and in the blink of an eye dashed up to the 4-meter-high pillar, and then his muscular and knotted arm quickly digged up to the corner of the eaves, and then landed steadily.

When he spread out his calloused palm, there was a boxy piece of cardboard with intricate and delicate patterns on the back.

"What? A Gwent card." The bald man raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

"That guy Amos is not stupid, he left us clues! Only a Quint performer can get the cards to that place without knowing it... Even the murderer and the servants of the castle haven't discovered it!"

As Roy said, he turned over the Quint card in the palm of the big man's palm. The card was a character he was very familiar with——

"This is……"

"A member of the Northern Domain deck, the king of Temeria, Foltest..." Roy's eyes flashed with surprise, "This king has another identity. During the castle night banquet that day, he came here. Lord Testave of the breathable garden!"

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