"Are you and Nathaniel friends?"

"We are opponents on the battlefield, but when the magic comes down, we become friends. As an Adenian, he's not bad." Zevik put on his **** hat again. "Where is he now?"

"He may have gone to Towson, or he may still be in Aden. I haven't met him for a while." Zelin looked at Marek, and asked Zevik suspiciously. "Since he participated in the war three years ago, why would these recruits look down on him?"

"Marrick, he was scared by magic. There were soldiers who hated him before, but this time when he came here again, when the **** fog floated outside, he was suddenly frightened and he kept yelling The demon spirit was about to kill him, and scared to pee his pants. Since then, people here have made fun of him with this incident." Zeweik said regretfully. "I have been fighting for ten years and have seen many people who were frightened by blood and corpses. You said that you brought a talisman to his family. Give it to him. Maybe it will make him sober. This is a barracks, there are two warlocks, where are the demon spirits. At first he shocked other people, but when he found out that he was the only one having a problem, no one cared anymore."

"Okay, I get it."

On the other side, Marek was lowering his head, cleaning up the stains on his body.

Zelin walked over and asked tentatively.

Marek raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly. "Who are you? Are you here to laugh at me too?!"

"No." Zelin shook his head. "I didn't show my habit of deceiving less. What's going on? Don't you have a few friends in the camp? Give these **** a chance to fight, and no one will dare to look down on you again. "

Here is the army, and strength is the way to win respect, not reason. In fact, in many places you can’t be respected by reasoning. Zelin understood this a long time ago.

"Who wants to be friends with a poor man surrounded by demon spirits." Marek slapped his clothes. "What's the matter with you? I saw you with Sergeant Zewek. You are the new sergeant?"

"No, I am a demon hunter."

"Oh? Others are saying that King Henset hired a demon hunter to solve the mist of demon spirits outside the camp. Can you help me solve the things that haunt me? I don't have much money, I can Give you all the money." Marek said eagerly. "A voice has been haunting me, I beg you, I am going crazy by it! If there is a voice in my head all the time, I will never survive the battlefield."

"Um... I can find out about the situation. Oh, yes, one of your sisters came to you, and she was waiting outside the camp." As he said, Zelin took out Cliff's talisman. "This is the talisman your sister asked me to send over. She said she was on the northern beach..."

Before Zelin could finish, Marek crawled away like a ghost.

"No! Don't come over! Throw it away! Get out!"

"What?" Zelin raised his eyebrows. "This is just a talisman."

"This is the demon spirit that haunts me!" Marek hid in a place ten meters away from Zelin, waving his hand vigorously, as if to poke something dirty in the air. "Take it, burn it! I don't have any sister, I only have one brother, he is in Coveill! When the demon spirit came into my dream, there was this talisman on my chest! Take it away! Throw it out! Stay away from me!"

Zelin looked at a picture of Marek who was frightened. After a few seconds, he threw the talisman on the ground and snapped his fingers. The flame rose, and the talisman was reduced to ashes in the flame in the blink of an eye.

"Okay, okay. Calm down, Marek, calm down." Zelin stretched out his hands and made a quiet gesture to him. "I don't know what happened before, but you can calm down first. You have to wake everyone up. I am a demon hunter. You can tell me what is going on, and then I will find a way to help you. Be quiet, okay? Be quiet, shout and yell to scare the demon spirit, and there is no way for me to help you solve the problem."

"...Well, you, are you a demon hunter? Are you really a demon hunter?!"

"I'm Zelin, a demon hunter, living in the castle in the Mahakam Mountains. Have you seen this?" Zelin pointed to the badge on his chest. "A magic badge that a demon hunter has. You can believe me. And this, can you see it? The anti-magic metal plate on the armor, the magic of the demon spirit is not worth mentioning in front of my armor, and nothing One can maintain the illusion while wearing an anti-magic metal plate."

While speaking, Zelin recalled in his mind the scene when he met the girl who claimed to be Mulisa in front of the blue iron guard camp. At that time, he did not notice anything wrong, and the badge on his chest did not detect. To the magic trace. Indeed, there are demon spirits that can behave like ordinary people, using their own power to temporarily suppress the desire to kill, or people who become demon spirits because of regret, their souls are usually the most harmless, but with the passage of time , When they gradually forget the memory of the past, they will reappear the ferocious nature of the demon spirit.

"Yeah... Since the mist of the demon spirit came out, I have been entangled by a demon spirit." Marek's face was pale, and she kept wiping the cold sweat on her cheeks, as if she had just been splashed with water. "Every night when I go to bed, it will appear in my dream, saying that it will kill me and eat my soul. I told others, but no one believed it. The day before yesterday, it said in a dream that he would give one away. Give me the lightning amulet, which means that my soul will be swallowed. Demon hunter, I have never had a sister. The woman outside must be a demon spirit! Go and kill her, go and kill her!"

"No problem, calm down. She said her name is Mulissa, do you know this name?"

"I don't know! I really don't know what Mulisa is! Every time I come to Aden, I participate in the war. I have never seen anyone else, and I have no relatives. I don't know anything!"

"Calm down, calm down." Zelin has no idea how many times he has said calm down. "Well, in that case, you take this."

With that said, he handed Marek a moon dust bomb. "If you see any demon spirit appearing, just throw this thing over. The demon spirit will be covered by the magic dust inside, so you can kill it with a sword. I will go outside and see how it is going back. Take it well, this thing can also help you avoid these evil creatures."

Moon Dust certainly can't ward off evil spirits, but it can calm him down and give him confidence. Moreover, the moon dust explosion would not cause much harm to ordinary people, even if it was placed in the hands of a madman, it would not cause much harm.

"Thank you, Demon Hunter." Marek quickly took the Moon Dust bomb, almost throwing the bomb to the ground with his trembling hand. "Thank you, I will give you all the money!"

"Don't say this, stay in your tent, don't come out." Zelin said to Marek as he walked to the entrance of the camp. "Stay inside and don't yell casually."

A demon spirit actually dared to walk to the camp where there were two demon hunters, and then took the initiative to talk to one of the demon hunters. Neither the Demon Hunter nor his badge found anything unusual. He had to determine whether it was his perception and badge that had a problem, or whether Marek was indeed driven crazy by the war, as others have said.

Chapter 1817: The Mystery of the Demon Spirit

In the night, the water of the Ponta River was sparkling, and the waves reflected silvery moonlight. The fire in the Kodwin camp by the river bank reflected the sky in the distance, and the night wind brought the sound of the river waves by the fine sand beach. A pretty figure stood by the river bank, quietly watching the turbulent river water.

Stepping on the white sandy beach with leather boots, Zelin carried his sword, pointed at the ground with the tip of the sword, and stopped about eight meters from the back.

"Mulisha."

He yelled softly. "I found your brother."

"Did you find him?" Mulissa turned around, with surprise on her face. "Is he here? Where is he? Is he okay?"

"He...very good." Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the girl under the moonlight carefully. "You came from Akalide? This road is not easy."

The surprise on Mulissa's face disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never existed.

"Stop testing me, Demon Hunter, I know what you suspect, and what Marek said to you. He must say that a demon spirit haunts him and wants to kill him. So he must hire you to do it. Get rid of that demon spirit, right?"

Mulisa was calm and not like a normal girl. Zelin shook hands subconsciously, ready to withdraw the silver sword behind him at any time.

"Do you have anything to explain?"

"No." Mulissa shook her head. "Yes, I am the demon spirit. I want you to bring that ungrateful **** out without attracting anyone's attention, and without any extra sacrifices. Bring him out. We will solve the problem face to face. I still have My sister, there is an account to be settled with him. But you seem to have made it more complicated, Demon Hunter. This could have been simpler."

The badge on the chest of the demon hunter buzzed.

Suddenly two faint blue firelights appeared on the flat river beach, and two demon spirits emerged from the firelight. The same ghost fire appeared on Mulisa, and when the flames dissipated, her pretty appearance turned into flying ashes and fell, revealing an ugly, decayed appearance. Zelin pulled out the silver sword of the master and craftsman behind him, and the bright moonlight draped like a tulle on the demon spirit. This was the characteristic of the night demon spirit. When the moonlight is brightest, it is when they are most powerful.

"Do you think I will help the demon spirit kill a human?" Zelin raised the sword, the magic rune on the sword gleaming in the night, and said coldly. "I don't know why you appeared here instead of being obedient in that mist, but you don't want to harm anyone. This is the world, not where you should be. Go back to hell, go back Go where you should be! If you don't leave, I will help you."

"Don't jump to conclusions in a hurry, Demon Hunter." Mulissa said flatly, with a hoarse voice characteristic of a demon spirit. "Aren't you surprised? There are so many people in the camp, but I only find this man named Marek. There are often soldiers on patrol passing by here, if I want, I can devour their souls, confuse them, and It won't attract much attention. There are scavengers everywhere. The caves are filled with evil spirits and ghouls. The bulls and demons in the depths of the earth have been trying to break through the ground. I can kill them and throw the corpses into the cave. I I didn’t do this, because the only purpose of my appearance was revenge! My enemy came to the place where he committed heinous crimes, and now, he must pay the price!"

"Your enemy?"

"Marek." Another demon spirit floated over. "He killed us, killed our whole family. Poor Murrah, when he rushed forward, I couldn't resist. But now, he will scream because he sees us again."

"What did Marek do?" Zelin asked tentatively. He still held the sword, keeping a distance from the demon spirit, while distracting part of his attention to the surroundings to prevent the opponent from taking the opportunity to sneak attack. "Tell me why."

Mulisa said, her voice was full of hatred. "Two years ago, he came here as a Kodwin soldier and competed with the Adenians for this land. Our father Margate was a folk doctor. The war ended in a magical disaster. Almost all the soldiers on the battlefield were killed by magic. We witnessed the sky dyed red by flames at home. But as a doctor, after the flames went out, my father went to the battlefield and wanted to try his best to save a few A wounded soldier. Margate was the only one he found, the only wounded still breathing. He took Marek back to our hut by the river beach, healed him, took care of him, so that he could survive instead of being bugged Bite to death. But how did he repay us?"

"He killed me!" Murra continued. "He insulted us, killed me and my sister again, took the only valuable things left in the house, and ran away. After our father came back, he saw the sight of the house and committed suicide. We have been wandering here, Waiting for the murderer to come back again. Now, we have found a chance. Kill Margate, we can leave the world and leave this painful place. Help us, demon hunters, there are witches in the camp, we can't go in. Help us Bring Margate out and let this end come to an end!"

The third demon spirit remained silent, but the scorching ghost fire in his eyes had already indicated everything.

"I need witnesses and evidence." Zelin scanned the three demon spirits in front of him. "You only have one side word."

"Look for anyone who has lived here two years ago, you can confirm our words." Mulissa's voice brought a hint of eagerness. "The enemy is close at hand, how can you let me endure this anger?"

"I won't believe in a demon spirit with only vengeance left."

"We can give you one day." Mural floated in front of Mulisa, blocking between it and the Demon Hunter. "Go and investigate, we will stay here, until tomorrow night, I hope you can draw a correct conclusion, and then let us take revenge on him. Don't doubt whether we are still rational, demon hunter, we are rational , The target is only Marek, this demon must pay for his actions."

"If I find out that you have left..."

"You have your sword, we don't need to be right with you, only one person has to pay the price."

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