The Game of Demon Hunter

Xu Yichen found the soldier's self-mutilating dagger in the mud by the pool, and the soldier's clenched fist ruthlessly stuffed the dagger into the mud nearly 20 centimeters deep.

Obviously during this period of time, the potion has already started to take effect.

The witcher began to search for the relics of the warrior around the water pool. He didn't believe that this person who dared to use such a brutal method to fight the plague would not leave some useful information for those who came after him.

As it turned out, the witcher's guess was correct.

A sturdy cowhide backpack was hung on a tree branch not far from the corpse, and a one-handed sword full of gaps was nailed to the side of the backpack.

Xu Yichen took the weapon and backpack back to the soldier's body, sat on the ground and opened the backpack.

"Let me see what useful news you left me buddy, if you're still alive, we'll make it through." Xu Yichen washed the mud off his hands with the help of the standing water next to him.

There is a water bag in the backpack that has already been drunk, and the edge has been worn and somewhat translucent, and it is in a semi-retired state.

Some suspicious-looking dried meat was black in color and extremely hard. Even in Xu Yichen's eyes, this stuff was out of the scope of food.

The tooth marks on it confirmed his conjecture, and the soldiers had also tried hard, but failed.

A blood-stained simple map, crudely made as always, simply outlines the terrain of Storm's End and its surroundings, and a blood-red handprint was pressed by a person in a small coastal town, which is the final destination of the warrior.

Xu Yichen picked up the map and looked at it carefully for a while, and compared it with the map in his hand, and found that this town was the unnamed town that Yang Yuefan and the others hadn't been able to find before.

On this map, that small town is marked as—Home of the Far South Sailors.

He carefully folded the map and put it back into the storage space at his waist together with his own map. This map can save him at least five days of travel.

Under the map, there is a dirty diary, the outer protective leather is a bit severely worn, obviously the owner of the diary often treats it roughly.

This was somewhat beyond the expectations of the demon hunters. In the Far South Continent, it was difficult to say whether there were more professionals or more people who could read and write.

Except for spellcasters and priests, there are even fewer people who have both abilities.

The witcher suppressed his curiosity, put the diary aside, and continued to search for the warrior's backpack.

At the bottom of the backpack is a metal tube wrapped in layers.

Xu Yichen unscrewed the metal container and found a finger soaked in the light blue liquid inside, as if sensing the breath of a living person, the finger was like a caterpillar, arching and arching, trying to crawl out of the test tube.

"Plague sample?" The witcher re-tightened the metal tube and put it into the storage equipment at his waist: "Who are you going to take it to?"

Xu Yichen checked the cowhide backpack again, and after making sure that he hadn't missed anything, he sorted out the soldier's corpse: "Surely you don't want your body to become a new source of infection. May your gods protect your soul, I witness, You are a brave man!"

A whole bottle of high-quality rum was poured down by the witcher. This is the best wine that can be bought in Antony Grand Port. Because of the existence of Vittoria, the members of the Retribution Corps have a deep understanding of the city's wine culture , can always buy good wine that others can't buy.

Good wine is best served with warriors.

Then Xu Yichen sprinkled another kind of distilled alcohol with a higher concentration and set the corpse on fire.

In front of the flame, he cut his palm with the long sword in his hand, splashed his blood into the flame, and the red flame suddenly turned into a silver-white flame.

The corpse in the flames gradually became blurred. The witcher threw the dagger, the warrior's long sword, and the cowhide backpack into the flames, and turned to leave.

"February 21st, today is my lucky day. I finally passed the test of the Viscount and became a member of the brotherhood." On the way, Xu Yichen opened the soldier's diary and found that most of the contents were It is irrelevant content composed of a few sentences, or even a sentence.

It's not so much a diary as a memo.

"March 27th, I never thought that there would be such a large underground space under Viscount Amos's castle. I hope I can quickly integrate into the Brotherhood, so that my father doesn't have to worry about me not being able to inherit His knighthood."

The witcher frowned. Although he himself dug a secret room under the castle, he still maintained an innate hostility towards this kind of organization hidden underground.

Since ancient times, there has been no good organization called fraternities.

He skimmed over a dozen pages of trivial daily life fragments, most of which were written about the satisfaction and pride of the original owner after joining the fraternity.

This organization called the Brotherhood seems to be a semi-public organization in Storm's End, and the leader is not the owner of Storm's End, but is chosen among nobles under forty years old.

Most of its members are elites among the young aristocrats, and some outstanding commoners will be admitted exceptionally.

Joining the Brotherhood, in the city of Storm's End, is equivalent to entering a real high-level circle, members will take care of each other and use each other.

"August 21st, today is the fraternity's semi-annual new member assessment day. I have been a member of the fraternity for half a year before I know it. I have to face the challenges from new members. Kan Paz protect me that I will not live up to my father's name of valor."

"August 22nd, the new member is simply a monster! I don't even have the courage to fight back in front of him. When did this Siris appear? I've never heard of this person in Storm's End before, okay? Now, he single-handedly beat half the fraternity, and nobody thinks I'm a coward."

Xu Yichen looked at the records in the diary and showed a smile. If he guessed correctly, the Serisian here might be a player.

In Storm's End, there is a player from New China, who is his natural ally.

"September 1st, the Siris man asked me about the history of the Brotherhood, and seemed to be interested in the members of the Brotherhood when it was first formed. I told him everything I knew. Hell, the way he looked at me It was like looking at someone dead, I almost turned around and ran."

"On September 18th, the miners in the mining area said that some people had the plague, and they also said that there were dead people wandering in the mine tunnels and attacking the living. Did these people drink their brains out?"