The Divine Hunter

The palace garden, which used to be the garden of a temple, but the previous kings of Kerak had already expanded it and built many stone-column corridors and vaulted halls. There are several pavilions in the tree-shaded complex, where princes often sheltered from the sun.

Veraxus, king of Kerak, stood in the middle of the garden, dressed in black with many embroidery in gold and silver, and a mink cap.

With black hair and dark eyes, a high nose bridge, and dark skin, he is more like from the Zerekan desert than the aborigines of the coastal country.

The slender and beautiful blonde woman around her was wearing a simple white dress with a dazzling number of diamonds; she wore a mink cape over her shoulders, and her big blue eyes swept over the king beside her with admiration from time to time.

And swept over the other woman in front of him, but passed over undisguised hostility and disdain.

Rita Need wore a turquoise crepe gown today with a unique butterfly embroidered on the chest with tiny shimmering sequins.

There is a circle of pleats at the bottom of the skirt, although it was a trend ten years ago, but on Rita, the pleats and other elements complement each other, making her more attractive.

Around the sorceress's neck was a necklace of delicate emeralds, each the size of an almond, and one of them was particularly large.

Her red hair was burning like a wildfire.

"Ms. Rita Ned, I've made it clear to you that Karak no longer needs a magic advisor." The man's voice was low and powerful. "If you want to stay, you must buy a license. Then I will You are generously allowed to practise medicine properly in Karak, but the taxes will be ten percent higher than those of your non-magical counterparts."

"And you're not allowed to get involved in politics, directly or indirectly."

After the king finished speaking, he stroked the hair of the woman beside him intimately, his black eyes full of obsession.

The woman seemed satisfied with his performance and held his arm affectionately.

"Your Majesty Veraxus, Queen Ardiko, please give me some more time. I have to get rid of that villa... I still have some finishing touches in Karak." Rita Ned said sincerely. .

"How long will it take, give me a specific time," Queen Aldike asked loudly, a glint of happiness flashed in her bright eyes, her pretty face gleaming, "Your Majesty's patience is limited, don't try to use your rhetoric to delay time and fool us. ."

What about graduating from Arethusa?

Still can't compare to myself as an undergrad.

Now I am the queen on the top.

And you, you can only act by looking at my face!

"One week..." Rita Need said in a deep voice, "please give me another week, I promise to disappear from Karak and never come back to get in your way."

After speaking, she suddenly curved the corner of her mouth, as if she felt something strange.

"Ms. Rita Ned, hurry up and report anything!" Veraxus continued to play with his wife's hair, waving his hands without turning back.

...

Under the bright magic crystal lamp, two more stone sculptures appeared on a flat table.

Emerald statues of women, and basalt stone carvings of men.

The carving is lifelike, like a real person, and even a small freckle on the face is very clear.

A slender palm held up the jade stone sculpture, Rita Ned rubbed it and observed it, and small dimples appeared on her cheeks, flushed with excitement,

"That's right, it's them, Ardiko's treasure! The queen's most important secret is hidden!" She put down the statue and hugged the witcher beside her with rare excitement.

"Little bastard, you have never let me down."

"Well-"

There was another coral lip print on the witcher's cheek.

"Wait a few more days, and when I get my revenge and let that hateful woman pay compensation, I'll go back to Nuocheng with you and participate in the formula improvement of the Brotherhood of Demon Hunters."

Roy Anjin's pupils swept to the two statues, and magic elements and weak vitality were about to emerge.

"Coral, this is not an ordinary stone sculpture, is it?"

"You feel it, yes, the little villain is so smart and has all kinds of incredible abilities, such as the prophet, he must have heard of it." She pursed her lips and said a word,

"Chemistry Sealing Technique..."

"It's also called Human Body Compression..." the sorceress explained with a smile, "a unique spell that wraps the subject in a jade or stone shell, shrinking it to the size of a palm."

The witcher's face showed a look of surprise. He had heard of this famous spell. As far as he knew, Coral was also good at this spell, and he liked to use it to trick people who offended her.

A statue of a nobleman, and a statue of a soldier were born.

According to the original trajectory of this world, Triss Merigold and Yennefer will also enjoy the "compression" treatment.

"So these two statues are two living people, compressed by Queen Ardike's spell?"

"They can still breathe now."

Roy nodded, no wonder he couldn't put the statue into the space on the way back.

"No need to eat after being compressed?"

Coral explained patiently, "The subject is in a state of stagnation, or suspended animation, with minimal need for food, unaware of their surroundings and what's going on, and can even survive up to a few years."

"But the longer it is compressed, the more likely it is to have side effects such as organ damage and memory confusion after recovery."

"I have already researched the frequency of Ardiko's spells, and I have to solve them quickly." Coral said, "Ask the secrets they hold!"

...

On the second floor of the villa, a spacious and empty room with a pentagram pattern on the ground.

The pattern is dotted with eight magical symbols, three of which represent May Day, Harvest Day, and Halloween.

Rita Nieder lit three black candles and placed candlesticks with parabolic mirrors on top of the three magic symbols.

Double-checked it several times to make sure there was nothing wrong.

Roy crossed his arms at the door and watched quietly.

After a while.

The sorceress took a deep breath, placed the two stone sculptures in the center of the pentagram, raised her hands, and said a rapid incantation.

The candle emits a dazzling light, and the parabolic mirror on the candlestick lights up, reflecting beams of light, which converge towards the two stone sculptures in the center of the circle.

The color on it changes rapidly from green and gray-black to gold, and then to transparent again.

The air was filled with brilliant magical energy.

The witcher held the pendant between his neck and held his breath.

The sorceress spell came to a high-pitched end.

A candlestick reflected fire, and shadows were cast on the floor of the room. The three symbols of the magic circle seemed to come alive and kept changing.

In the colored light, the two small statues quickly grew larger, throbbing, trembling, and their structural shapes changed at the same time, like a cloud of smoke spreading across the floor.

After a while, the smoke cleared.

Mana fluctuation disappears.

Two human bodies appeared in the center of the magic circle.

A yellow-haired woman and a gray-haired man fell to the ground.

They clutched their chests and gasped violently and coughed!