The Divine Hunter

Kelvin took the order and led the two of them out of the splendid palace and towards the guest room on the other floor.

"Lesso, are you going to leave me as a hand-slinger again this time?" Roy tried to persuade the witcher, "Don't you think fighting that kind of monster is an extremely valuable experience? Even if I don't have the ability to participate, hide Observing on the side can also gain insight. Trust me, it will never hold you back."

"We had already rejected a commission in Spencer before, but we couldn't escape... Don't you think this is the direction of fate?" Seeing that the other party was indifferent, he began to talk about fate, and the witcher seemed to like this. A set of, "Fate, let us meet this challenge together."

"Come on, 'Fate' doesn't have time to pay attention to a country kid." The witcher stared at the white-haired dwarf who was leading the way, and said without looking back, "The hunting thing has to go deep into the heart of the forest. The forest is its home, and the animals and plants are the eyes and ears. Once you step in, you can’t hide it in any corner, and it’s unrealistic to hide.”

"So don't be paranoid," the witcher raised his voice deliberately, "you just stay at Carbon Mountain and take it as a tourist. It's good to wander around the neighborhood, not everyone has a chance to visit this marvelous fortress. ."

"You have been practicing crossbow shooting skills, and the Carbon Mountain Dwarf Archer is an expert in this field. If you have a chance, you can ask them for advice. If you are really bored, take a look at the notes I left for you."

Seeing the determined attitude of the witcher, Roy stopped insisting.

But the other party said something good, he was very happy to communicate with the dwarf shooter. After all, I just "bought" a brand new crossbow, and it's hard to avoid itching.

...

The two followed Kelvin all the way up the spiral escalator at the end of the furnace hall to the second floor.

Kelvin seemed to be stimulated by something, and since he was taught by the elder Broval, he was honest, like a diligent servant, and led the two into the upper floor of the palace where Broval Hogg was, which was also opened up. Inside the hollow mountain.

Pushing open the door on the second floor, under the light of torches wrapped in tarpaulins, there are showrooms and warehouses neatly lined up on both sides. Looking up, at the end of the front corridor, there is a row of iron doors with rectangular observation holes.

And Roy suddenly felt the whistling wind accompanied by a freezing cold air coming out of the observation hole of the iron gate, which made him feel agitated, "Is there still a window inside the mountain wall for ventilation?"

When he came to the iron gate, he couldn't help but look out, and then he was startled.

"This... the dwarves in the mountains are so good at playing?"

The room behind the iron door was only the size of a normal bedroom. It was empty. There was no wall at the back of the bedroom. Crystal clear ice.

This is the so-called semi-open snow room?

The guests in the room only need to walk a few steps forward in the room to see the majestic and majestic scenery of Carbon Mountain up close, and feel the original charm of the ice and snow. Through the empty walls, you can admire the silver-covered pine trees in the vast snow, and the shaky sunset on the horizon.

Of course, the premise is that the resident's physique is strong enough not to freeze to death. After all, there is no blanket or brazier in the room. Only a few races like dwarves with hairy, rough skin and thick flesh and antifreeze can enjoy this kind of treatment.

And if you continue to move forward a few steps, you will be able to say goodbye to this world.

"How about it, kid, if you make a mistake in Mahakam, you can go in and experience it for a week. Do you need me to arrange it for you?"

Kelvin didn't know when to get close to him and said something insidiously.

Roy suddenly turned around, narrowed his eyes condescendingly, overlooking the dwarf head resting on his chest,

"Lord Kelvin, is the kid referring to me?"

The dwarf's complexion changed, but he remembered the great elder's exhortation,

grunted.

When the three of them turned a few corners in the corridor and came to the guest room deep in the corridor, the dwarf threw off two keys and said, "A servant will deliver the meal at night. Turn off the lights after ten o'clock, stay in the room honestly and don't walk around casually. , the elders who entered the forbidden area by mistake can't save you. Besides, Master Leto, I will call you tomorrow morning!"

"Bang!" The door slammed shut.

Roy stretched his back. Too many things happened today, his eyes could barely see it, and his mind needed to be slowed down.

The witcher made a quiet gesture towards him, tiptoed to the observation hole to watch the movement outside the door, made sure that there was no one nearby, and hooked his fingers.

"Know why I didn't let you in?"

"Disgusting me for dragging my feet."

"Of course, that's the main reason."

"Master Demon Hunter, speak directly if you have something to say." Roy took a deep breath. "I noticed that you deliberately increased your voice on the way to mislead Kelvin Hogg?"

"Very good! The cold air from Carbon Mountain didn't freeze your brain. You have a mission to stay here."

"Oh?" Roy straightened his posture all of a sudden, "I know that although the world has a big fist, it's the last word, but occasionally you have to use your brain."

The witcher leaned into his ear and whispered, "When I entered the forest to investigate, you were in charge of searching the dwarves in the Carbon Mountain and found me a guy with a special mark on his body."

As he said that, he drew a few times with his fingers on the ground, sketching a strange symbol of spider webs and deer antlers.

"Remember this mark. Any dwarf who has a mark of this shape on his arm, thigh, or anywhere else on his body, tell me immediately. Don't let him find out..."

Roy rubbed his chin and frowned, "In winter, everyone is wrapped up like a bear, how can I check their bodies? If the mark is on the butt of a bearded man, he can't just pull off his pants. open?"

"This requires you to find another way?" The witcher's generous palm patted his shoulder heavily. "Little devil, you did a good job at Kadel House, and continue to use your advantages."

Roy sat down on the bed, rolled his eyes, and quickly had an idea.

"Try not to let others see the clue." The witcher warned with a serious face, "But if you can find a few trustworthy dwarves who have confirmed that they have not been parasitized by the mark, it would be good to help."

"I have another question," Roy asked hesitantly, "what if the target is a woman?"

"Most likely to enter the forest, the miners and hunting team members who come into contact with the deer head essence are male, and they are your primary targets," the witcher paused, "If you can't find it...you are young, compared to dwarves. Children look more tender. Even if something happens, women don't care."

The image of a woman with a beard and strong body hair appeared in Roy's mind, and shook his head with a chill, praying that the parasite was not a woman.

"What does the imprint mean? There's no such thing in the notes."

The witcher licked his chapped lips, "You have to understand that the more powerful the monster occupies, the wider the territory. 'It''s hunting ground stretches from Spencer at the foot of the mountain to the vicinity of Carbon Mountain, a deep valley on the mountainside, 'it' 'In the years I have experienced, the power at my disposal is bound to be rare in my life."

"I have to prepare for the worst - it has awakened a secret technique that is closely related to the mark. If the mark parasite cannot be found, even if I kill the murderer, it can extract the parasite's life force and immediately revive it!"

"And the imprint parasite, who has already surrendered to it, is tantamount to half a slave, so he cannot detect it."

Roy was shocked when he heard the words, and a tall figure with antlers, a white skull, covered with moss, and twisted limbs like branches suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Sure enough, it's a deer head!"