The Divine Hunter

A round of warm yellow light is reflected on the blue lake, and the water vapor hovers and changes against the lake, sometimes like a galloping horse, sometimes like a crawling dragon, and sometimes like a milky white incense lingering, creating a fairyland on earth. Like a stunning view.

Roy stood in front of Lake Vizima, and the bustling and bustling trade area on the other side was looming. Morrowind blows in with its plentiful smell of water vapor, algae and silt.

He stepped into the cool water of the lake and walked towards the center of the lake. The water flowed over the shiny silver flying lion boots and grey leather pants under his feet until his waist.

The dark red Arrondette moved lightly in the water, the blade broke through the water, trembled slightly, and the invisible magic power poured into the lake.

The snake pie pendant hummed.

In the blink of an eye, a graceful figure appeared under the lake.

She circled the witcher at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination, graceful and graceful, like a lively dolphin, like a weak and boneless snake, more like a mermaid.

"Crash..." The figure broke through the water, revealing a graceful body that was half as white as a lotus root, and a waist that was gripped tightly.

Large swaths of water slid across her silk-smooth, newborn baby-like soft and delicate skin, exuding a thrilling beauty.

She shook her head, her loose light green hair jumped on her shoulders, covering most of her face like water plants swaying by the wind.

Her face was originally no more than the size of a palm, and it looked like a delicate doll, with a small nose inlaid on it, eyes as pure as jewels, and lips as soft as petals. Called a work of art.

At this time, she smiled innocently and charmingly, with two small dimples on her face, like a vortex in the lake, which made people intoxicated.

Vivian

Age: 355

identity:

Goddess of the Lake/Nymph (Water Fairy), God of Virtue Church

? ? (perceived too low to acquire)

…

"Good morning, Dear Ms. Vivian, Roy from Lake Vizima salutes you!" The witcher returned Arrondette's sword to her sheath, and saluted her with one hand touching her chest.

"Roy of Lake Vizima,

I waited for you a long time. Vivian's splendid fish tail swayed playfully in the lake, slowly approaching, her jewel-like eyes seemed to penetrate his body and mind, she exclaimed in amazement, "It's only been over a year, you The power of the man has made such long-term progress...blood, genes, and some powerful and strange trait. "

Unconsciously, Vivienne's small brows furrowed and her nose shrank, as if she was feeling something, but soon, she showed a relieved expression again,

"If you were a chick who just learned to fly a year ago, now you are full of wings and able to stand on your own... You gave me a big surprise."

"It's probably because of the grass trial...I passed the second grass trial..." Roy held the little hand held out by the lake girl and gave a kiss, the soft and long-lasting aroma of daffodils poured into his nostrils.

He directly ignored the last sentence, "Compared to you, my change is insignificant. You are as dazzling as a star now, and your power is beyond my reach."

Today's Vivian has restrained all the magic fluctuations.

If you ignore that fish tail, she is an amazingly beautiful girl next door.

However, there is a unique temperament between his gestures. When Roy stares at her, he can always see the reflection of Lake Vizima, as if countless flexible water waves are swirling around her... She is nature, she is Lake Vizima.

When Roy was studying the roar of the water element field in Nuocheng, he vaguely saw the water fairies among the four world spirits.

It was very similar to how Vivian gave her.

"Okay, leave the sweet words to your lover, we don't need politeness or flattery between us." Vivienne Yingying smiled and waved her hand casually, "Let's talk in another place, otherwise we will let the two cunning people in the palace The little guy is embarrassed."

"You should see Yada too."

A cold mist of water immediately enveloped the two of them.

Roy's eyes flashed, and at the same time his feet were empty, and the breeze and dampness brushed against his skin, but he did not resist.

With just one breath, he was down to earth again.

He teleported from the lake to the misty lake palace that he had visited once.

The surrounding stone pillars are still dilapidated, covered with water plants and dewdrops.

Right in front of the palace, Vivian sat in front of a shell-based throne decorated with pearls and algae, with her left elbow on the armrest, her palm on her chin, and her long tail covered with colorful scales lazily placed on the right.

Like a fish that has just left the water and landed on land, slapping the ground,

She breathed out again.

The air in front of him was filled with a burst of colorful rainbow light... The rainbow light was surrounded by an irregular sphere, which suddenly exploded like fireworks.

A well-built woman in a loose white dress suddenly appeared inside the palace.

The beautiful reddish-brown hair was scattered about her body like a small brown waterfall. Waves and bling.

The skin is also dazzling white, smooth without the slightest blemish.

"Good day, Ms. Vivian, why did you suddenly call me here?"

The lady in the lake smiled and raised her chin behind her with a friendly attitude. She didn't look like a lofty god at all, but more like Yada's good sister.

"Roy? Haha! When did you come to Vizima? Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Yada's eyes narrowed to a slit, she greeted her with a bright smile, and extended her right hand to the witcher.

Roy saluted and glanced at the woman's face neither humble nor arrogant.

She doesn't wear Fendai, her straight nose bridge and red lips with distinct water chestnuts show her stubborn character, and her eyebrows and eyes are slightly slender, which makes her look different.

But she pursed her red lips tightly, with a smile, and she had the perseverance and sassiness that was not lost to men.

"Your Majesty Yada, I haven't seen you for a year. Your complexion is much healthier than before."

Roy's eyes swept across her hair, no longer as pale as before.

"Don't call me Your Majesty, you saved my life, you are my friend, you can call me by my name."

Yada noticed his eyes, turned her index finger a few times, and wrapped her hair around her ears.

"As for the hair, not long after you lifted the curse for me last time, the color changed completely. The lady said that this is the manifestation of the disappearance of the curse, and my hair has returned to its original color."

"Speaking of which, you are... um... different..." The woman raised her eyes, her charming eyes swept over the short hair above his head and paused for a while, "I remember that you were about the same height as me back then, but now you are half a head taller. The color of the pupils has also changed, and the muscles are much stronger..."

Yada unceremoniously squeezed Roy's arm.

The latter's cheeks twitched slightly.

"It's rare that you came to see the lady. Did you figure it out and plan to join the Virtue Church and do a big thing together?" Yada looked at him expectantly.

"I've joined another organization."

"That's too bad."

Roy's eyes turned on the two pretty faces, and he moved away from the topic.

"Yada, Ms. Vivienne, I've been away for so long, I'm curious, how is the Virtue Church doing now? Is it going well?"

The princess of Vizima glanced at the lake girl, who nodded at her.

"It turns out that my original development policy was extremely correct!" Yada raised her chin slightly and circled the witcher proudly, "There are a total of one hundred and twenty-eight villages on the outskirts of Vizima, and there are already More than two-thirds have opened their doors to the Church of Virtue…”

"In the Vizima Lake area and the nearby Temeria River Valley, the faith of the lady in the lake overwhelms Eternal Fire and Meritelli..." She clenched her right fist and waved it powerfully from top to bottom.

"The total number of believers in the Virtue Church has exceeded one thousand, um, plus ten priests, thirty half-murlocs."

She waved her hand casually, and a light curtain appeared in the air, in which flashed pious faces, men and women, young and old, they were praying to the exquisite statue of the lady in the lake.

"Tsk tsk... it's amazing." Roy's eyes were full of brilliance. In just one year, a little-known church has developed to such a degree. This is just a city in Vizima.

"Roy, this is the general trend, this is the inevitable result!" Yada glanced at the lady with respect, "Ms. Vivian is not as falsified as other beliefs. The lady doesn't ask for offerings and donations."

"All it takes is simple and pure faith, one daily prayer."

The lake girl who was sitting on the shell changed her posture when she heard the words.

However, Roy looked over, and she winked at him again.

"And the goddess will give believers tangible benefits."

"For fishermen who depend on water for a living."

"The Church of Virtue has formulated a more reasonable fishing plan, and the lives of all fishermen have been improved, they will not be troubled by not having enough to eat, and they will no longer have to worry about floods or the invasion of water ghosts."

"As for other poor families..." Yada nodded and said, "There are many good-hearted people in the rich class in the church who are willing to give real money selflessly for the suffering compatriots... to save them from the downturn."

Roy nodded, Yada was right.

The lady in the lake almost never does evil, and stays in the Vizima Lake area honestly, restraining the spirits in the water, taking care of the lakeside residents, and maintaining the ecological balance of the lake area.

The only high-level priest of the Virtue Church is the high priest Yada. This princess is ambitious and strives for development, and there is no act of enriching herself.

The purpose of the church is to lead people to be kind and follow the virtues of chivalry. Although it is too idealistic, there are many idealists in this world, and it is not harmful to others.

At least from the current point of view, this kind of church that is dedicated to the sake of believers, and has "gods" showing "miracles" from time to time, with a sunny and upward purpose, it is only natural for the church to grow and grow.

"Then what is King Foltest's attitude now?" Roy asked, "Is he still doing his best to suppress the Church of Virtue?"

After hearing this, Yada took a deep breath, her chest heaving, and she said helplessly and distressed, "That old guy...a few royal advisors specially invited to be watchdogs."

"Two of them are sluts who only wear a few rags to seduce men all day long. They often go to the Lake District to hang out, which greatly affects the normal activities of the church."

"A few rags, sluts?" Roy interrupted suddenly, "Are you referring to the two sorceresses?"

"Apart from Kyra Metz and Triss Merigold, who else?" Yada shook her head with a look of disgust, "These two women are cunning enough... Every time they go to the Lake District, Believers run away, but don't make a move..."

"Complete the task that the old guy gave, without offending Ms. Vivian too much. But their nonsense behavior is really depressing."

Yada continued,

"And the oppression in the city is more frequent. If anyone mentions the name of the Virtue Church and the lady in public, or makes a prayer, the Knights of the White Rose will immediately put them in prison and torture them."

"The believers in the city can still only hide in the sanctuary of the sewers for daily prayers... Yes, the area where you used to clean up the believers of the God of Omen."

"Foltest is stubborn..." Yada shook her head and said confidently, "The rise of the Virtue Church will definitely not affect his rule, but will greatly improve the people's sense of identity with this city."

"But he couldn't understand it, he insisted on doing his own way! He wanted me to marry the little brat in Redania, but I refused!"

The little brat of Redania, did you mean the famous and hard-hearted Radovid in the future?

"His repression is doomed to fail!" Yada chuckled, with a determined look on her face, "In a few years, the entire coast of Lake Vizima and the Temeria River Basin will become Lady Vivian's belief. place."

"When the time comes, Foltest will have to think about it if he wants to do something unjust."

...

Roy turned his eyes and glanced at the lady in the lake, who was gently stroking her algae-like hair and gave him a gentle smile,

"There is no doubt that the Virtue Church will succeed sooner or later. But Yada, Ms. Vivienne, may I take the liberty to ask, what are the goals of the Church?"

Roy's voice is soft,

"When the Vizima Lake District is all gathered up..."

He paused, "And then turn all the lake areas in the north, and even the lake areas in the south, into a place of belief for Ms. Vivian?"

"My knight, don't worry..." Vivian, who was sitting on the shell, spoke up, her voice was clear and sweet, making people feel like a spring breeze, "There are other sisters in other lake areas, and I have no intention of competing with them for territory."

"I didn't have that much ambition."

"The development of the Virtue Church will end at an appropriate time," Ms. Huzhong said seriously. "I only hope that the people in Lake Vizima and the nearby Temeria River Basin can believe in virtue and live in peace and contentment."

"After my believers die, they can enjoy another life in my kingdom."

And that scene appeared in Roy's mind again-accompanying Vivian, releasing the soul-transformed water elf in the Vizima Lake area.

And Yada's face flashed a trace of unwillingness. Her ambition was originally more than that, but as a priest, she naturally did not violate the goddess's words, "Ms. Vivian's will is my ideal."

"Okay, maybe I can do you a little favor and make it happen faster."

Roy glanced at the two ladies,

"This is also the main purpose of my visit here."

He originally wanted to tell Yada and the goddess two news.

The first news - Foltest has an illegitimate daughter in the Baron de la Valetti.

But after thinking about it, he made a promise to Madam Louisa not to reveal to others that she and Foltest were dirty.

And to involve their daughter, that innocent girl as a bargaining chip, would be disgraceful.

He dropped the message.

After making a good draft, the second piece of information was directly revealed - part of the information about the first northern war in the future.

Yada's pretty face first showed a suspicious look, and then her charming eyes lit up.

"In July next year, Sintra's army was completely wiped out by the Nilfgaardian army at the Battle of Manada, and finally slaughtered the city and destroyed the country? Roy, are you sure you're not kidding?"

"My predictive ability came from mutation, and it has been verified many times, and there has never been a problem." Roy calmly turned to the lady in the lake and Yada, "This is the picture I saw in my eyes - a river of blood. , Sintra, where the smoke is everywhere, is full of Nilfgaardian black armored soldiers, burning, killing and looting, turning Sintra into a hell on earth."

"It's up to the two of you to believe it or not."

"My knight, have you forgotten? I can see a glimpse of the future and the past through the flow of water." Vivian smiled, "I had a premonition that you would visit and reveal a major news."

"I trust you, and I appreciate your trust."

Now that Ms. Noble recognized this prophecy, the high priest Yada waved her hand with an excited face, and walked around in mink boots quickly, "Knowing the outcome of a large war in advance is of great significance! I can do it. too much!"

"Make a lot of money, gather more believers, and even completely reverse Voltest's attitude toward the church!"

"Roy, that's interesting." Her Royal Highness was so excited that she stretched out her arms and hugged the witcher affectionately.

The latter enjoyed the warm touch and the rushing fragrance without changing his face.

He's been trained to be invincible by the ever-present, teasing Rita Ned.

"How can I thank you?"

"No need to be grateful."

Roy shook his head with a smile. As a witcher, he couldn't be trusted in Vizima.

This precious information of the future can only be wasted.

But if it is handed over to a princess of a country, it will work.

maximize profits.

"To tell the truth, half a year ago, I established a witcher brotherhood in Nuocheng with a few fellow witchers, including teacher Lesso. But at present, there are only a dozen or so partners, and they are weak."

"The witcher's road to development is difficult and tortuous,"

Roy said sincerely,

"Ms. Vivian, Yada, if possible, I hope that at some point in the future, when the Brotherhood encounters a crisis that cannot be dealt with, you will lend a helping hand to the best of your ability."

"Even Ms. Vivienne herself?"

"You are my appointed knight, even if you don't have the precious trust you have today," Vivian shook her head suddenly, and the huge colorful fish tail slapped the wet ground quickly, "If you encounter trouble, I can't just sit back and watch. I'm sure you do too."

"You don't understand how important this news is to me, Roy, you should get an extra reward..." Yada took out the majesty of a princess and said with a serious voice, "Materials, money, or something else?!"

She praised again,

"I have to say, the idea of ​​your witcher brotherhood suits me very well. You are different from the usual witchers who eat and wait to die!"

"If you're really sorry..." Roy rubbed his chin and thought, "Then, please give me some Temeria Oren, next year, the Brotherhood needs more money..."

"How about 10,000 Temeria Oren? If it's not enough, I'll think of a way to make it up."

...

Roy's shriveled purse swelled, and he also completed the first task of Vizima in the plan.

"Roy, have a good time in the city for a few days," Yada patted her bulging breasts and said in a big way, "Let me do my best as a landlord! Maybe you need a professional. People do me a favor."

"We've had a little accident in a couple of parishes. We just need professionals."

The witcher made a gesture of listening intently.

The lady of the lake interrupted her

"Yada, Roy has something else to do."

She waved at the witcher, her bright eyes rippling like autumn water.

"Go to work, my knight... The troubles of the parish, we can solve it ourselves. But don't forget your identity, your bond with Lake Vizima, we are your solid backing, come back to see more when you have time."

"Grateful."

Lake Girl meaningfully left a parting message.

"Finally, let me give you a piece of advice. You have an ominous and terrifying aura about you... It makes me extremely uneasy. The last time I saw you, it was not so serious. This time - if it is real... You must control your strength and be cautious. use."

"And don't get infected by it and lose yourself."

Bloody tentacles?

This is a symbol of my will.

Roy nodded,

"Dear lady, don't worry!"

He had a strong intuition, as if this were the truth—that his powers could never be against the host.

"Roy of Lake Vizima will always be Roy."