The Divine Hunter

The hazy morning light shone through the small, delicate wooden houses in the fence.

"Vicky's level is not much inferior to that of a formal pharmacist." Leto shook the light, observed the milky white solution in the glass bottle, and touched the little girl's soft blonde hair, "Next, guide these two little girls well. Stupid, I have to go out."

"Don't worry, teacher, leave it to me!" The girl patted her little chest, and a sweet smile appeared on her delicate cheeks. She has been able to independently refine dozens of potions.

During this period, he worked as an intern at the Gersverde Pharmacy for many times, and was highly praised by Ms. Cantila.

"Humph! The teacher is biased again!" Renee, who had braided horns, snorted unwillingly. She grinned to reveal her newly grown white deciduous teeth, and tilted her head, "Why don't you touch my head!"

A big fan-like hand immediately pressed against her forehead, and when she narrowed her eyes like a kitten, she stretched her index finger and rewarded her with a heavy head.

Renee groaned immediately, pursed her lips and pretended to be crying pitifully.

The witcher remained stern.

"Where is the teacher going?"

Conrad on the other side nervously pulled the corner of Lareso's leather jacket,

"Why don't you ask for useful knowledge all day long?"

"Practice on!"

...

Lesuo straightened the sword belt on his back, took a deep breath and left the alchemy workshop. Compared with half a year ago, the alchemy workshop underwent a renovation, the exterior walls were painted with blue paint, and the experimental equipment was also updated. .

With a little shadow of a formal laboratory, it is absolutely enough for those little apprentices.

Escal, who was teaching in the classroom at about the same time, put down the book in his hand.

Vesemir in the blacksmith took off the thick cotton apron around his waist and handed the forging hammer to the three sturdy muscular boys.

Oaks and Serrit at the farm field handed hoes and bows and arrows to the three little disciples with dirty faces.

Kaiyan returned from the botanical garden in the dense forest with a fresh face.

Lambert, Aiden, and Owl left twelve reserve witchers and walked over from the training facility under the willow tree.

Ten tall, well-built adult witchers left their posts and flocked behind the fence by the yard.

The glamorous sorceress, Triss, and Kalkstein in full costumes were waiting there.

The sound of reading in the classroom was getting lower and lower, practicing sword moves beside the plum blossom pile, and the boy jumping on the wooden pile beside the willow tree began to be absent-minded.

"Boss Carl, where are the teachers going? Is there another big move?" Monty looked eagerly at the tall figure behind the fence, and his amber pupils were full of desire, "We have clearly passed the trial of green grass. , more than fourteen water ghosts died under my sword!"

"I have fifteen!"

"I am thirteen!"

"I have one hundred and twenty." Carl sighed helplessly.

"Er... No matter how many, it's obvious that our skills have surpassed that of most adults. Isn't that enough? Why don't we take everyone to action?" Chanem's tone was a bit complaining, and the green vertical pupils shrunk like snakes. a seam.

"Isn't that obvious?" Lloyd touched his plain head, and his blue vertical pupils were full of calm, "Well... we just passed the green grass trial not long ago, and the state has not been adjusted, this is for our sake! "

"In short, the transformation has not yet succeeded, the brothers still need to work hard to get the teacher's recognition and attention!"

"What are you doing? The reserve witcher apprentices who haven't taken the previous medicine, this is not what you should listen to!" Arkhamtom sternly reprimanded with a face like an old man, "Have you not eaten enough for breakfast? Give me some energy and run faster!"

"Whoever is slow, next time... uu... I won't have the right to kill the water ghost!"

The seven newcomers by the plum blossom pile with their ears pricked up to eavesdrop suddenly changed their expressions, turning into exercise machines.

...

"Ms. Rita, why did you suddenly call everyone? There are still two months before the mutant white widow lays eggs.

Secondary mutations are not enough either. Lambert put his hands on his hips and looked up and down with sharp eyes at the sorceress who was in front of him. The two buttons on the neckline gleamed in the rising sun, "Could it be that Triss remembered something?" "

Immediately, ten pairs of vertical pupils nervously looked at Triss, whose freckles all had a daze on her pretty face.

Caring and anticipation are palpable.

"Sorry, I can't remember anything."

Rita Ned's face was stern, and her blue eyes were solemn, "Actually, I have made a major discovery in the Nine Valleys, and I think it is necessary for everyone to follow along!"

"How important is it? Need so many people?" Oakes' amber pupils flicked suspiciously over her dress like a still flame, revealing the shrewdness of a witch hunter, "Aren't you lying to us? ."

"Why did Ms. Rita suddenly change her clothes?" Lambert keenly noticed the difference, his calloused fingers rubbed his chin, "For the past two months, you have been wearing a long black lace dress, like a widow. The widow. What prompted the change in your dressing style?"

His eyes swept across her lustrous, slightly flushed face, which was in stark contrast to her haggard appearance some time ago.

"The complexion is much healthier than before. Did you just take a shower in the morning?"

"Shut your crow's mouth, what a widow! It will be clear when you get there!" Rita Ned looked annoyed, and with a wave of her hand, Lambert immediately covered his throat, his eyes bulged, and he was speechless.

"Boom!"

Then the three warlocks shot at the same time, and the talisman between the necks jumped out with a gorgeous magic light.

Reaching out his hand, three portals with gusty winds and rumblings appeared in the void.

The three walked in first.

However, among the remaining demon hunters, several people showed extremely embarrassed and painful expressions on their faces, and they jumped in with gritted teeth!

...

Toussaint.

Shansletto Swamp.

The laboratory below the lake of the Nine Valley.

The brazier at the four corners and the torches beside the stone pillars illuminate the entire space.

There was a sudden rumbling in the empty hall, and thirteen figures jumped out of the space door!

Several witchers his chests heaved violently, took deep breaths, their faces were ugly, and it seemed that they had gone through a fierce and painful battle.

"Speak now, Rita Ned!" said Lambert. "What secrets lie here and are worth your torment!"

The sorceress's blue eyes slowly swept across the puzzled faces, her hands wrapped around her towering chest, and a relaxed smile appeared on her red lips.

For the past two months, she has never laughed.

She was tortured all the time.

At this moment, an idea flashed across everyone's mind involuntarily,

"Roy?"

The bald man's voice trembled, and he suddenly raised his head and looked behind the sorceress.

Behind the wall leading to the mutant white widow cave.

The sound of steady and powerful footsteps sounded.

A figure strode out.

The firelight revealed a white steel armor, slender and tall.

Carry double swords.

Clean black hair.

The eyes are half dark gold and half silver gray.

A few strange red marks were printed on his face, and a warm smile was on the corner of his mouth.

"Good morning, everyone!" Roy opened his arms, swept over everyone present with excitement, and shouted in a trembling voice, "I'm back!"

The entire laboratory fell into an eerie silence.

The air seemed to be drained in an instant.

Everyone held their breath, their faces became unpleasant, and their eyes glowed dimly, like wolves hunting in the night.

"Little devil!"

"Stinky boy!"

"boom!"

The bald man suddenly bent his knees and squatted, charging like a humanoid beast.

He threw an Alder in the chest at him.

Air burst!

Roy flexibly rolled to the ground and narrowly escaped, but his fists were no match for four.

Seven or eight witchers were out of the team at the same time, including the disrespectful Vesemir.

A group of well-built men wrapped him in water.

"boom!"

"boom!"

There was a sound of ping ping ping pong, which made the gums sore, and the sound of fists and slaps breaking into the flesh.

Oaks, Lambert, Lesso, Vulture, and Serret disarmed all of Roy's armor, lifted his limbs and head respectively, and held him in the air above his shoulders!

Under the silk shirt and shorts, the bare arms and thighs swayed, and it was comical.

Cohen, Owl, and Aiden, who were watching, couldn't help laughing, and there was a sense of relief in their laughter.

"Stinky boy! Do you know how worried we are about you!"

"Snapped!"

Serrit gritted his teeth and slapped his butt hard.

Roy bared his teeth and smiled wryly.

But he did not resist, and obediently accepted this alternative grand welcome.

"You bastard!" Lesuo Amber's pupils flickered with cold light, and the punching edge of the sandbag spun against his side face, making his face sunken, like a clown, "If you don't come back to see us first, sneak Tryst sorceress, are you worthy of the brothers present? Where do you put us?"

On the other side, Kalkstein had a playful smile on his face, stroked his beard, and looked like he was watching the show.

Triss' eyes were complicated. She first covered her red lips in surprise, but her pupils swept over Rita Ned and Roy who were beside her, revealing a bit of sadness.

The people he saw the most occupied the heaviest weight in his heart.

"Look at his thin skin and tender flesh," Lambert frivolously pinched his cheeks and the well-developed pectoral muscles on his chest, "His body is intact...except...well, the woman's scratches and bites are enough to shoot. Ruthless!"

"Anyway, this muscle is much stronger and stronger than it was two months ago. No wonder Rita Ned's face is full of spring breeze!"

"Your boy's life is much more nourishing than ours!"

"Why? Don't you visit the Spear Cave twice a week?" Aiden, his best friend, interrupted his flirting, "I think you're quite comfortable."

Lambert smiled awkwardly and withdrew his hand that slapped Roy's cheek.

"I saw you wrong, have you been hiding somewhere to observe the orphanage?" Oakes sternly, his eyes pierced into Roy's skin like a knife, "If you don't show up, let everyone worry about you in vain! "

"You little pervert!"

"Hey—take it easy!" Roy's face was tangled, both happy and painful, "Can you put me down first? I promise to explain it clearly!"

"It's not that easy to spare you, you must accept the punishment!" The five exchanged glances.

Lambert wiped his neck.

Immediately.

Duang Duang!

Five big muscular guys keep bumping his ass against the darkened uprights and floor of the lab!

"Enough!" With a coquettish voice, Rita Ned waved her hands, and the laboratory was illuminated by colorful magic.

The five big men let go of their hands involuntarily.

Roy's butt was down, and his wrist was quickly and hidden for a moment when he fell to the ground, and then he was moved to the sorceress's side by an invisible force.

"You give me enough!" Rita Ned put the witcher's arms in her arms and patted the dust on his trousers with concern.

Roy felt the pinch on his arm, the corners of his mouth twitched and his smile stiffened.

The whole body started to ache again.

Wasn't it enough to punish one night yesterday?

"Red-eyed? We haven't done anything to him yet!"

Lambert raised his eyebrows extremely unwillingly, and touched the increasingly dangerous hairline, "Okay, boy, I'll let you go for the time being in the face of the resident mage, and now give us an honest account."

"Where have you been in the past two months? What are you busy with? Why are you so hidden even when you go home! Bring us here!"

"It's incredible," Roy picked up the armor one by one and dressed it neatly, straightened his collar, his eyes were clear, and he looked at everyone sincerely, "I have been in a place hundreds of millions of miles away from Novigrad during this time. "

"How far?"

"Another world - Nirn, Tamriel, Skyrim, Snowman..."

"..."

Several big men showed fierce light again, and their fists cracked,

"Stop! Listen to my explanation!"

"What Nairn, from Tamriel? You're talking nonsense for fear of being blamed," Oakes shook his head questioningly, apparently taking his words as a joke. Well, just come back alive!"

"I'm serious." Roy suddenly circled around the crowd, took a deep breath, and said word by word, "Everyone is close to a hundred years old, has a lot of knowledge, and has heard of it more or less. Well, there are many other universes, other worlds, far away in time and space."

Triss pursed her red lips, a little unhappy, she was not yet fifty years old.

And Rita Ned's nails got harder.

In order to convince his companions, Roy directly used the history of hunting this world as an example,

"1,500 years ago, huge celestial bodies appeared in the sky above this world, and countless worlds met in the sky. During the process of this meeting, all kinds of monsters and evil spirits in different worlds, all kinds of races and animals, such as humans , vampires, demon spirits, evil spirits, they have poured into this world through invisible channels in the sky."

"This also proves the existence of other worlds!"

"This kid's words are indeed possible!" Serrit's face became less fierce.

Others remain skeptical.

"You don't believe it? I have proof!" A tough white palm was spread out in front of everyone, and a huge bar was talked about in it.

"Is this a toe?" Kalkstein looked at things with gleaming eyes as if seeing a treasure. "The size is several times larger than that of a human being. From this, it can be inferred that its owner is at least four meters tall!"

"Isn't that the old spearhead we hunted in Kyle Mohan?" Leto shook his head, "This kid has collected a lot of materials, and still wants to fool us?"

"No, this toe doesn't belong to a Cyclops. The bone and touch are completely different from the one I've seen at Ossenfurt College," the alchemist said with a determined look, "It should come from another giant species!"

Everyone immediately looked at Roy.