The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"I said that if anyone dares to take a weapon, they must **** arrow!" Iofes raised the bow and put another arrow on the bowstring. "Does anyone else want to try it?!"

Where the arrow is pointed, the crowd will subconsciously retreat. A large open space immediately appeared between the farmer and the nobleman.

Zelin squeezed the people in front of him and walked to Eofes, who held his bow and aimed at the crowd.

"How is it?"

Eofes asked in a low voice.

"When I meet Sdennis, I will probably find the reason," Zelin replied, while glancing at the restless crowd. Although Eofis scared off some unscrupulous people, everyone was venting their dissatisfaction and anger through words. "Can you still hold it down?"

"Hurry up, otherwise I'm really going to get some people's heads to the ground."

Two knight guards holding shields, guarding the door of Prince Sdennis. But they didn't seem to be such a mob who was in front of the accident, looking relaxedly at the crowd gathered outside, almost completely filling the open space outside the castle. The nobles did not block the demon hunters, just as they would not block a warlock from going anywhere. Because the demon hunter has no country to speak of, who cares where a wandering neutral goes. Not to mention, this neutral may also help them find the assassin who assassinated the previous king.

"You are special, demon hunter. Everyone wants to kill the prince, but you want to talk to him."

"You are Serchik's brother? I have met your brother, he is a very brave and glorious knight."

"I have always been proud of him and aim to surpass his achievements," Sigart said. "You want to see His Royal Highness? You are not going to persuade His Royal Highness to surrender to these mobs, are you? These **** blame all their bad lives on the nobles, and they don't care what the truth is, even if a pig has overwhelmed one. Dwarves, they will also say that the nobles are behind them. Don't believe them, demon hunters, they just want to kill the prince."

"Why do you think so, Sigat?"

"I have heard of you helping the Adenian refugees escape the Squirrel Party massacre during the last war. You also helped some soldiers at the time. I should thank you. But I don't want your kindness to be used by the mob."

"My brother George did the things that helped those people."

"Then please allow me to pay tribute to your brother."

"Don't worry, Sigart, what I want is the truth. I want to know who might be the kingslayer, and then find out the whereabouts of the kingslayer and his accomplices." Zelin shook his head. "I will help those in need as much as I can, but I will judge who is really in need of help. What I care about is a person's behavior, which has nothing to do with his identity, whether it is a noble or a serf, to me It's all the same."

"Then go, demon hunter, the prince is in his room, and my knight vows make me to stay here and guard the gate, although I have not yet received the official title of knight."

"You are born with a knighthood."

"Yes, but the armor known in the name of my elder brother is still in the hands of Kodwin. I have made an oath that I will never go home before taking the armor back. I must add the Serchik to my life. Brother’s name reminds me that I haven’t regained my brother’s glory. Whatever you plan to do, hurry up, these mobs are about to attack the castle."

Prince Sdennis’s room is in the deepest part of the castle. There are at least two fully armed knights guarding it at all times to prevent the assassination of the king. The interior of the dwarf-style building is very dim, without windows, and the only light source is a long-bright candle that is constantly lit day and night. Two horn candles are staggered like two swords and fixed on the wall. Prince Sdennis wore his armor and paced back and forth in the room. He immediately stopped when he heard the door opening, with his hands behind his back, staring at the door.

"Devil hunter." He looked at Zelin who walked in. "Did they hire you to kill me? Just like someone hired your other colleague to kill my father?"

"Of course not, Your Majesty, I just brought a solution to the problem." Zelin stretched out his hand. "The serfs think you murdered the saint sent by the gods to save their saints, but if you can stand up and save Saqiya, the rumors will naturally be self-defeating. People worship Saqiya fanatically, and you stand with him. , The people of Aden will follow you willingly."

"Did you hear what they said? They want my head! They compare the words of those country fools with me. Who do they think I am? I am the heir to the throne of Aden, the orthodox ruler of this land, Dema A direct descendant of Gentle Wolfley." Sdennis was a little angry, with a certain disbelief in his voice. "How can you put me in the position of a servant? Let those fools say what I will do? I have no obligation or need to do anything for them. Even if I do, they will keep going. To repeat, Stannis poisoned Sakia. They only want this result and everything else will be ignored."

"But Saqiya is indeed poisoned, and she is in urgent need of help now, only a drop of your blood, Your Royal Highness, can save her. Although some people will still yell, most people will no longer believe them."

"What then? If I don't help her, others will kill me? Is this blackmail?"

"This is just a proposal, Your Highness. I want to help, not only for Saqiya, but also for you."

"This is an invalid proposal. You are mocking me."

"First of all, your Highness, no one knows whether their accusations are true. Pastor Oercon is most likely involved in this murder, and a serf witness said that you had conspired with Pastor Oercom in the kitchen."

"This is really a stupid question, Demon Hunter. Of course I didn't participate in any conspiracy, even if it did, do you think I would admit it?" Sdennis asked rhetorically, opening his arms. "Don't be silly, it's impossible. I want to tell you, Demon Hunter, I won't bow to any mob, never! They just need such vicious rumors to surround my residence. You really think it's just every time An idiot villager said:'The prince did it!', I have to stand up to clarify and defend myself once? Go out and beg for their forgiveness? Impossible! Do these idiot farmers really think they are big people? This is about the dignity of the royal family, a royal family without dignity is still a royal family."

"I remember that ancient kings had an excellent quality, that is, they dared to stand on the balcony of the castle and give a speech to the crowd gathered in the town square. Convincing your people to believe you is not a matter of losing their dignity." Zelin waved his hand. "You can just take the opportunity to prove that you will be a good king."

"But what if I'm innocent, but I lack evidence?" Sdennis said hurriedly. "Since you say that you are here to help me, go and persuade them, to convince people that I am innocent, and you won't regret doing this."

"I'm looking for the truth, Your Highness." Zelin shook his head. "But I don't create the truth. If you don't want to talk to people to prove your innocence, please help Sakia. I've heard that in the mist of demon spirits, she is waving a sword, and Feili Ba rescued you together."

"That's her duty. Like any Adenian, it is her honor to serve the royal family. Besides, why I negotiated with Hensett is because of her responsibility." Sdennis' voice was mixed. Dissatisfied. "Sakia and her rebels defeated the king's army at Gureta and Defens. In fact, the Adenian army no longer exists."

"So only the rebels can help you keep the gate of the country, Your Highness, otherwise King Hensett’s appetite will not be limited to Shang Aden. You should understand one thing, as long as Hensett is negotiating with Shang Aden, you are not the heir. It's not because of blood, origin, or education, but these farmers stand in front of him and protect Aden from destruction."

"What then? Let a pig with a low pedigree become a king and appoint its secretary of state?"

"I just want you to know that your bloodline will not bring much advantage in the war, and you need Saqiya. Although the rebels destroyed the royal army, when Aden was invaded, they are now turning Go too far and deal with the invaders, otherwise Hensett will go to Van Geborg and wear a second crown, or make the Kingdom of Aden into history."

This is why Zelin doesn't like dealing with nobles. Not every noble is as easy to get along with as Foltest, or let the royal court in the capital accept the case of civilians prosecuting nobles. Every year, someone is accused of contempt for aristocratic authority for taking off their hats too slowly, and then beaten to death by aristocratic attendants. Zelin is sometimes happy that there is no helmet in the standard armor of the Demon Hunter.

"Moreover, I want to remind you that the royal bloodline is inherently stronger than ordinary people and won't get sick, that's it."

"Then I'll repeat it again. I don't owe this girl anything. Even if I have to pay for my life, I will not succumb to blackmail! I will maintain a noble posture and calm down. I will never hand over a drop of the Wang Family. Blood to save a farm girl. Attendant!"

Two knights walked in outside the door.

"His Royal Highness."

"Please go out with the Demon Hunter."

"Is something wrong, Your Highness?"

"No, I have finished talking with the Demon Hunter. Now I invite him out. This meeting is over."

Zelin sighed.

He somewhat understood what Saqiya meant by now.

When he walked out of the room, the castle had become chaotic, and more people rushed into the courtyard, and Eofis no longer suppressed the crowd with bows and arrows, because it was meaningless. All the squirrel parties dispersed and stood by the courtyard with the dwarves, allowing the nobles to face the angry farmers.

Chapter 1841: Temporarily Extinguished Flame

"The acting games are enough!"

Kartan stood in front of the crowd, his chest held up, and he looked at the nobleman in front of him without showing any weakness. "Don't think we will take off your hats and salute you, you are not worthy! You are just a group of maggots lying on the glory of the ancient nobles. Let Sdennis come out! He must give us an explanation!"

"Everyone be rational, sit down and talk, don't do it, don't let a tragedy happen here."

Cecil is still trying to calm the anger on both sides, but no one listens to him anymore.

"We've talked enough, come on! If Sdennis dare not face the accusation, we will drag the prince out of the room!"

"What a bastard, is there any law in the world that allows slaves to threaten the king?!" Sigart sipped in front of Kartan. "Not in the past, not now, and there won't be in the future!"

"What's the difference between being born in a castle and being born in a pigsty?" Kaltan asked rhetorically. "Can the murderer in the castle be exonerated?"

"What he said makes sense." A crowd of onlookers made a sound of approval.

"Yes, the prince must have poisoned Saqiya."

Another onlooker nodded in agreement.

"This is just your hypothesis, Kartan." Sigat raised his head and motioned the knights who were holding swords behind him to rush back. "A civilian slave accused the prince of committing murder, but why did the prince do such a despicable thing? Don’t forget, he can be a member of the noble royal family! Look at you, look at you people, the prince just met Saqiya Sign the agreement, give you freedom, and abolish the slave contract, and you will start to bite him in turn. See how much you common people hate the prince, like the serpent of the messenger, and even deliberately made up a plot to deal with him! Ya is resisting Hensett, and so is the prince. In that case, why does the prince have to stop Saqiya?"

"Yes, the prince has absolutely no reason to poison Saqiya."