The Divine Hunter

"Kill Matteo Sikura/Olov Beard, EXP +160, Witcher lv7 (2200/4500)"

Under the firelight, the sinister warlock swallowed his last breath and lay on the cold ground, losing his vitality.

The whole body was tortured to the point that there was not a single piece of intact skin left.

But at the end of his life, there was a smile of relief on his bloody cheeks - finally, he no longer had to endure the torture of life worse than death.

Kaiaen did what he said, and let him experience the pain he had been in.

…

In front of the corpse, Roy exhaled, shook Arrondette, and threw off the blood on the sword.

It is not all about experience for him to do the fatal blow. Only he can make the warlock go away, and it is no longer possible to turn into a demon and continue to cause disaster.

…

The cat-sect demon hunter who had a great revenge raised his chin slightly and quietly watched the shattered corpse of his enemy. Every hideous scar on his face revealed pleasure, but in his scarlet eyes, a trace of lingering flashed. Go at a loss.

Steingard was gnawed to death by water ghosts, and Matteo suffered a lot.

The hatred that lasted for 30 years was over.

Suddenly, he seemed to have lost purpose and motivation.

There was an overwhelming sense of emptiness in my heart.

...

On the other side, the flickering firelight revealed a few gloomy faces.

The Snake faction looked at the man who was kneeling on the ground, hugging the body of his daughter, with a complicated expression.

Although the culprit was removed, the poor girl still failed to come back to life.

It's not a happy ending.

This time, the operation was not successful after all.

...

"Come on, guys! People are killed too,

Vengeance has been avenged, it's time to go back! The owl patted the cat's comrade-in-arms on the shoulder, "Kayan, from now on, you can live in Nuocheng and start a new life!" "

"Brothers, how can I repay you?" Kaiyan took a deep breath, and his scarlet eyes looked at everyone gratefully.

If it wasn't for the Demon Hunter of the Snake faction, he wouldn't know what year and month he would find his enemy.

"Thank you for what?" Serrit shook his head. "Even without you, we'll get rid of this scum!"

"Kayan, let's work hard at the pharmacy in the future, it's time to prepare..." Oaks smiled heartily, "The shop will be renovated in a few days, you have to show us a hand to see if the alchemy skills have fallen behind!"

Yes, from now on, I am a Gersverde employee.

I will be an alchemist in a down-to-earth way and repay the kindness of the Snake Sect.

Kaiyan's eyes became firm again, and he put on his sunglasses and mask.

…

Ice rain fell on his face.

The crowd returned to the ground.

Bai Guang found a few faces that seemed to be from another world.

"Todd, my condolences..." Roy followed the man holding the corpse through the dark and deep tunnel and walked out of the cave, "A girl as pure and kind as Aisha, even if she dies, she will live in Meritelli's kingdom of God. to be reunited with the deceased family."

"Well..." Todd nodded mutely, his face was pale, and his mood was extremely low. The previous cry seemed to take away all his energy, and he became like a walking corpse.

"What's your plan next?"

"Bury Elsa with her family..."

"I'll buy a house not far from the cemetery."

"I'll stay with them from now on...and never leave..."

Roy moved his lips, wanting to say something comforting like "the dead are gone, the living should cherish it", but he couldn't say it.

This result, Todd also bears inescapable responsibility.

He should atone for the hurt of the past ten years.

The rest, let time decide.

...

The prosperous Nuocheng never stops running because of individual changes, and time flies by in fulfilling work.

One morning a month later.

The warm morning light shone through the window to reveal a young witcher cross-legged on the bed.

In the midst of the waxy meowing, a plump white cat slid into the window, its stubby four claws pulled the window sill, tightened its body, raised its tail, and charged up for a moment.

"Meow!"

It rose into the air, crossed a distance of two meters, and fell heavily into the arms of the witcher.

Anjin's pupils turned, Roy woke up from the meditation, saw the things in his arms, and could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Kneading left and right for five minutes, Goerfin let out a snoring cry before stuffing it into the hood behind his head.

…

Opened the door and entered the courtyard.

In the corner, Chaoyang has two figures, one tall and one short, covered with golden light.

Carl was swinging his training sword against a lifelike dummy, stabbing and slashing, pursing his lips, squinting his eyes, and tightening his delicate face.

He is young, but his movements are not fierce and resolute in most adults.

"Du Ang——" The wooden sword drew the dummies round and round, greeting the key points every time he attacked, and he was well versed in the key points of the cat style swordsmanship.

Beside him, Phryus was carrying a training sword, with a thin cheek, his gray-green eyes were bright, and his lips were constantly picking problems.

"Work hard, didn't you have enough food in the morning?!"

"Who's hooking your left foot there? Don't give me a kick!"

"Man, even water ghosts need to rest and sleep! You let Carl practice from morning to night, every day, so you're not afraid of breaking him?!"

"I'm doing this for his own good, there's not much time left!" Owl slapped Carl on the shoulder with a wooden sword, and the latter trembled, his stiff muscles relaxed immediately, and he corrected his movements, "There are still two months left. , the grass trial is about to begin!"

"If you drag it on, the older you are, the greater the risk!"

"He must seize every second, exercise and squeeze as much as possible, maximize the absorption of prodrugs, and increase his physique and pain tolerance!"

"Otherwise, with his thin, monkey-like body, he will definitely not be able to survive, and the final end may only be the relatives who accompany him to die!"

Carl's face turned pale when he heard the words, and the movement of swinging his sword was immediately deformed.

"Snapped!"

The wooden sword hit his buttocks, and he straightened his attitude with bared teeth.

Roy shook his head, remembering the days when he was abused, "Don't you still have an acorn? It's really not good, feed him!"

"I don't want the student to lose his memory and become a giant baby. When he really can't survive, let's talk about it!"

"Alright... Then practice hard, but remember that on the first day of the opening of the dance hall at noon today, there will be a wonderful performance, don't miss it!"

"Don't forget, don't bother me again!"

Roy reluctantly smiled and waved goodbye.

More than half a month ago, Shan Shan came to Nuocheng and negotiated a deal with the cat demon hunter.

Cat Pie handed her the recipe without reservation.

The sorceress conducts trials for free.

This also means that Roy also got the cat pie recipe.

I won't worry about it for a long time in the future.

"Huh..." Roy walked through the alley and the arch bridge and entered the bustling commercial street.

Outside Gusvid's pharmacy, stood a majestic girl with a Mohawk hairstyle.

When she saw the visitor, she immediately lit up her eyes, strode her two slender thighs, threw herself beside the witcher, and took his arm enthusiastically.

"How is your work today, are you all done?"

"I went to the medicine store to buy all the herbs before dawn..." Cantila rambled about her daily work and rushed into the medicine store with the witcher.

During this time, Ms. Zerekan took on the errands of the pharmacy and began to train in alchemy.

In the future, when the witcher temporarily leaves the city, she can also work in the pharmacy to make a living.

...

Inside the store, Oaks, dressed in a loose blue robe and still unable to hide his well-developed muscles, was standing in front of the counter bored, playing the game of "left hand catches right hand".

Behind him stood two tall shelves.

One is neatly stacked with dozens of dried herbs, the other is full of refined finished medicines, each with delicate and small glass tubes.

The liquid in the tube shimmers in a colourful and attractive light.

But they are all common medicines, cures for coughs, colds, indigestion and the like.

A dozen kronor, the price is very close to the people compared to other pharmacies.

"Look, who's taking a nap here? Dude, your work attitude is so perfunctory?!" Roy shook his hand in front of Oaks, "There's no waiter's consciousness at all!"

"Come on, Roy, when it was your turn to guard the store a few days ago, you were too bored to doze off!"

"I was meditating and exercising my magic power. Let's not talk nonsense, how is the business these days? How many things are sold?"

"It's about the same as before, about a hundred crowns a day."

Oaks suddenly winked at Roy,

"The sales volume of medicines for curing diseases is average, and medicines for energy make the most money, which can account for half of the sales." Oaks opened his mouth wide, with a bright smile, quite complacent,

"I have long expected that the richer the place, the greater the demand in that area!"

"If the singing and dancing hall next door is turned into a brothel according to my suggestion, we will definitely make a lot of money!"

Roy shook his head and smiled.

Do a quick mental calculation.

An average of 100 kronor is entered into the account every day, and 30% of various costs and tax expenses are removed.

That would still have a profit of 70 crowns, which is more than 2,000 a month. Even if the two-part dividend of the vulture is reduced, the snake demon hunter can earn 1,600 a month by relying on this pharmacy. more than one hundred crowns.

It's equivalent to more than a dozen ordinary commissions plus a reward, and it's easy to get it, so there's no need to take risks and work hard!

Such a small storefront hides amazing profits.

Roy became more and more certain that they were on the right path!

"Lesso and Serrit?"

"Where else can I go, invited by the Transfiguration... Lord Orlov, to the manor to train his men. This job is much more interesting than taking care of the pharmacy!"

"Don't worry, today is a big day, they will be back before noon!"

Roy nodded.

The shapeshifter replaced the identity of the collector, and was closely linked to the fate of the witcher, after all, they both held the handle of the other party.

Mr. Gawain Samsa, who had had enough of the hard life, became a big man in Nuocheng who was about to have an earthquake when he stomped his feet, and he didn't want to go back to the past.

He is more aware of where his current achievements come from, so he deliberately made friends with the witcher, and the two sides naturally formed an offensive and defensive alliance.

The witcher helped him cover, hide his identity, and deal with the Eternal Fire's interrogation.

And he also gave the witcher support and convenience in all aspects.

In addition, in order to deepen the connection between the shapeshifters and the witchers, as well as the two non-human races, His Excellency Gawain specially hired the masters of the Snake Sect and the Cat Sect at a high salary, and went to his luxurious villa every week to train more than 200 subordinates. Congregation, mainly swordsmanship and practical training.

After taking over the power of collectors, Gawain Samsa is still slowly implementing a series of reforms.

The trend of the territory he manages began to change, from discriminating against non-human races to being inclusive, restraining the excessive behavior of his subordinates, and no longer rejecting inhuman races such as dwarves and half-blooded elves.

As far as Roy knew, Miss Dreamer took the opportunity to move to the collector's site.

Of course, for Roy, the greatest benefit of Gawain Samsa after he came to power—the combined power of the witcher and the shapeshifter has surpassed either the butcher or the beggar king, and is only inferior to the eternal fire.

The right to speak in Nuocheng has been further enhanced.

After stabilizing for a while, the shapeshifter should open the orphanage.

...

Next, Cantila took over as a clerk, and Oaks went out to breathe.

And Roy opened the blue curtain and entered the pharmacy.

Under the magic light of moderate brightness.

Cat Pie Kayan, wearing a close-fitting leather jacket and a blue apron, was flying with his fingers in front of an alchemy platform that was much more advanced than a simple earthen stove.

Alcohol lamps, test tubes, pestles, stone bowls, and crucibles operate and transform in the dark red slender palms at a dizzying speed.

Weigh herbs, crush, heat, filter…

The strength and range of each movement are just right, and his fingers are like ten of the most brilliant artists, working together seamlessly, presenting an elegant and intense dance.

For a month, most of the potions in Wisgerd's Apothecary came from Kayan.

The quality of the potions made by him is only one line worse than Lesso, higher than the Ox brothers and the vultures, and far more than Roy LV2 alchemy.

With him sitting here.

Snake witch hunters have free time to deal with other affairs.

Roy continued to observe Kaiyan's profile. Compared with a month ago, the dark red scar on the face, the ugly bulge like a centipede, faded visibly to the naked eye.

It's still scary, but it's a bit of an improvement.

It's all Rita Ned's credit for checking on Kayan's injuries while talking to Owl about the Trial of Grass.

The results were unsurprising, incurable, but mildly improved.

So the sorceress left behind a bottle of magic ointment to lighten the scars, and its formula, for Kayan to apply every day.

After a few years, his face may become slightly better, probably like a man disfigured by fire.

At that time, with the rouge gouache, apply a thick layer to the face.

Kayan can drop the mask and stop colliding with ghouls.

"Roy, why are you here?!"

"How is it, man, are you still used to it?" Roy reached out and shook his hand, and asked with concern,

"It's nothing to get used to. Thanks to you, I can start my life again..." Kaiyan smiled brightly, revealing his pale teeth and hideous ugly cheeks, but he was gentle.

Since the revenge, the anger in Kaiyan's eyes has disappeared, and he seems to have found another kind of peace.

"I didn't expect the two hands that were used to swing swords and assassinate in the past to be used in alchemy, and the same effect would be extraordinary."

"In fact, this kind of stable days has always been my dream..." His voice became low and indistinct, "With a wife and children, everything will be perfect."

"Don't worry, man, work hard, and one day you will get what you want. After all, not all women look at their faces!"

"By the way, Roy, the remaining two cat pie drawings..."

"Don't worry, we'll talk about it when we come back this time. You can alchemy honestly." Roy patted him on the shoulder comfortingly. "Also, don't forget to enjoy the show next door at noon!"

After explaining everything, Roy entered the next door.

The decoration has been completed, the resplendent dance hall.

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