The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"No, the mountains can stop humans, but they can't stop the elves. There are more squirrel parties than you think," Iopheus said with a certain disdain. "These nobles thought that by taking away their soldiers, they would be able to coerce Saqiya into submission. After they see how many people there are in our Squirrel Party, they won't think so. Saqiya is talking to the dwarves and her rebel army captain. Discuss the next battle plan."

Zelin glanced at the half-covered conference room door.

"When will it end?"

"No one is making trouble, probably soon."

"Then I will wait here for a while."

The war meeting did not last too long. Sakia arranged their respective combat missions to different people, as well as how to fight where they should be, and a backup plan if the battle was lost. When the discussion was over and the people in the meeting room filed out, Zelin found the dragon slayer who left last.

"Devil hunter?" Saqiya looked at Zelin suspiciously. "What's the matter?"

"I heard people say that your sword is the magic sword that Van der Grift used back then?"

"Yes, I found it on the battlefield after that war." Saqiya nodded. "What's the matter?"

"A friend of mine found a way to lift the curse of the fog outside the city." Zelin pondered the language in his mind. "He still lacks one thing. He lacks representatives of the generals on the battlefield at that time. He has obtained Serchik's armor, and now only the Van der Grift sword is left. He is a demon hunter, if you are willing to disarm If the curse is outside the city, he can help."

Saqiya's reaction was somewhat beyond Zelin's expectations. He originally thought that Saqiya would carefully consider this matter, after all, there is a large army outside the city eyeing. Not everyone has the courage to remove the barrier to protect themselves, even if the barrier may swallow themselves at any time.

"Can he touch the fog outside? Great." Saqia clenched her right hand and smashed her left hand. "Take me to meet your friend, the Demon Hunter, I will hand the sword to him by myself. It's time for Hensett to face his doomsday!"

Chapter 1847 The Clue of Nilfgaard

"...Are you sure, Saqiya?" Zelin frowned. "You'd better think about it again. If you drag it on for a long time, before the fog approaches the wall, the form is in your favor."

There are 6,000 soldiers under Hensett, and 1,000 of them must be used to protect the roads for transporting food. Not to mention the farmers who are recruited, the food expenditures consumed every day are not a small amount. This is why Henset is anxious to lift the curse of the fog, even relying on a **** tournament to consume the soldiers' energy that has nowhere to vent. His army will not be able to support it for too long. If it fails to capture Fojian within two months, his army will lose itself without a fight.

"No, Demon Hunter, you saw Hensett's crisis, but you didn't see Fagan's." Saqiya and Zelin walked on the street leading to the mine. From time to time on the street, someone pointed at her, but most of the words Zelin heard were respect for her. As long as someone could tell what happened before Saqiya came to Fjian, people would come around hungry. Listen to every story, whether or not there is an exaggeration in it. "Look at these people, what do you see?"

"They adore you."

"Not worshiping me." Saqiya stretched out a finger and shook it. "They admire people who can bring them a better future. They follow me, not just because of me, but also because of the future I promised to them. There is no need to pay unreasonably expensive taxes to aristocrats who do nothing. There is no need to die for those stupid wars, no need to be beaten with a whip because there is no time to take off his hat, and no more need to be run over to death by a nobleman’s carriage just because he has no time to dodge the wood."

"Fujian has poured in so many serfs, but there is no farmland in the mountains."

"Yes, there is no farmland in the mountain, but there are countless mineral deposits in the mountain, as well as a fisherman’s wharf by the river. Not to mention the forging factory that was born with iron ore, the stone workshop next to the marble factory, There is a dense forest at the foot of the mountain, there is wood to look at, and only workers are missing. Yes, there is no farmland in Fujian, but it can turn farmers into workers. Moreover, it is close to the Ponta River, and the goods flowing out of the factory can be smoothed. As the Ponta River enters all corners of the north, it is exported to Vizima, Novigrad and even Kerviel, or to the coastal cities in the south. The local dwarves are the best miners, and human farmers can become workers and fishermen, elves Knowing the forest, sorcerers will use their spells to ensure that Fjian will not suffer from natural disasters. In fact, after the war is over, I also want to go to the Thor Tisha Mountains myself. I heard that the goblin master craftsmen made it. There are machines that can be driven by water flow. There are many waterfalls and pools in Fujian, and those machines will definitely come in handy."

"I'm a little moved by what I said. But will goblins join you? They have always been known for being neutral."

"Think about it, Demon Hunter, when a race of various races coexist peacefully, they can earn their due rewards through their own efforts, and the appointed position should appear in a place judged by ability rather than race and descent. Why don’t the people from join us? I will provide them with the best return in exchange for their support for the Forgeen factory."

"So?"

"So what we need is a war that can defeat the invaders. A war that made Kodwin, Aden, and other northern kingdoms recognize our war. Just like when the Korwell Kingdom was born, it also severely damaged Switzerland on the banks of the Bura River. Dania and Kodwin’s coalition forces were recognized by other kingdoms. And Hundred Flowers Valley, I believe that if it hadn’t won the conflict with Aden, it would have been difficult for it to be recognized by other kingdoms. Moreover, it was winning this war. Before, the promise was just empty talk, everyone would be crowded in this city full of garbage and rough houses, enduring hunger and fear." Saqiya took a deep breath. "So do you understand, Demon Hunter? This war is not just for Hensett to be fought, it is the same for us."

When Zelin and Saqiya came near the mine, Geralt was already waiting here with Zoltan. Geralt held a black-gray flag with burnt corners in his hand. There was a clear sword mark on the right shoulder, but the armor was not cut. Zoltan opened his eyes wide when he saw the dragon slayer coming.

"Sakia?"

"Good noon, Zoltan." Saqiya waved to him, then looked at Geralt. "You are going to lift the curse outside the city, right? Wait, you are Geralt the Demon Hunter?"

"Do you know me?"

"My educator told me about you. But I didn't expect to see you in this situation." Saying that, Sakia took out her saber. "I asked Philiba to lift the curse before, but she was delayed by other things recently. Since you can do it, take this sword. But you have to tell me one thing, when are you going to lift it?"

"I'm as soon as possible." Geralt rubbed his shoulders. "It's probably tomorrow morning. As far as I know, the fiercest battle in the battlefield of the demon spirit is in the afternoon, so I plan to enter the battlefield at the opposite time. However, Saqiya, while the war has not yet started, take the People retreat. Your farmer is not an opponent of professional soldiers, and he is not as cruel as the mobs under Hensett’s men. Forge will only shed blood. Hensett has written a notice in the barracks. Once he breaks the city wall, he will hang him. All the people in the city are dead, and then the soldiers are allowed to looting in the city for a day."

"I believe Hensett will give such an order." Saqiya said without surprise. "But his expectations will fall. We will definitely win at Forge, Demon Hunter. When I defeat Hensett, I will invite all of you to the Three Fathers Castle to witness how I get Hensett to sign. Under a treaty that recognizes our independence."

"...Okay." Geralt took over the sword of Van der Grift. "I hope you can win. Zoltan, won't you leave with me?"

"No, Geralt, I want to stay here, I want to fight with my people. If I want to leave now, I can't do it." Zoltan shook his head. "But as the dragon slayer said, when I win, don't forget to come to Fujian. This time, it's my turn to invite you to drink."

Geralt looked at Zelin again.

"Zelin, what about you? A demon hunter of the cat school arrived at Hensett's camp yesterday. He is now with the blue iron guard. I was in a cave near the camp with him and found the abandoned kingslayer Camp."

"You go to the curse first, Geralt, I will meet you tomorrow morning." Zelin said. Both he and Geralt knew that contact with the curse meant the beginning of war. It stands to reason that their demon hunters shouldn't help either side to fight. They are here to solve the trouble of the king killer, not to wade in the muddy water. "That cat school, Guksat, was invited by me. He knows the Kingslayer. Is there only one camp?"

"There is another letter," Geralt said. "The clue points to the Nilfgaards. The soldiers in the Hensett camp said that the Nilfgads will leave after seeing who the victor is after the war is over."

"It seems we still have time."

The first thousand eight hundred and forty-eight chapters

Dear Yusevka

Forgive me for writing the first letter to you so late. I have been in the Fojian area for almost a month, and everything is fine now. People are quite enthusiastic and don't have to worry about board and lodging at all. Although there is going to be a war here, don't worry, this kind of thing has nothing to do with me. I am investigating the whereabouts of the kingslayers. Both sides of the war want to find the whereabouts of the kingslayers. They are not hostile to me. It should be.

The weather has become hot recently, don't force yourself too much. I know that taking care of the castle is not easy, but don't let yourself get tired. If you need any help, you can go to others for help. Take Amelia, for example, it's time for her to do what she should do.

When I left the floating port a month ago, I thought I could find the whereabouts of the Kingslayer in Fujian. I did find him, but I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't go back early. I'm going to Lomugne in July to deal with some things. But I assure you that this time I will never forget the writing. When I arrive in Lomugne, I will immediately find the local Wangjia Post and send the letter back to Mahakam.

Take care of yourself when I'm away. Also, if you don't have to, don't go out alone recently. The situation is getting more and more chaotic, and I am worried that someone is planning to do something to the castle. If you go out, you can find someone to accompany you. My friend told me this morning that he had found a clue about the Kingslayer, and some other people who acted with me also rushed here. If things go well, it won't take long before I can go back. Maybe, I might have to stay in the castle for the first half of the year, if the war is still going on. In any case, you must pay attention to safety, as well as your body.

I beg Marianne to send this letter back. Maybe, I will write you another letter when this war in Forge is over.

Miss your Zelin.

The demon hunter put down his pen, moved his shoulders, and sighed. After a few seconds, he suddenly remembered something, picked up the pen again, and wrote one more line.

By the way, tell Amelia, if she is looking for change, stop looking. I didn't leave it to her this time. She should learn to do something serious.

After Zelin finished writing, he folded the paper and stuffed it into the envelope. Then he took the envelope, pushed open the door of the hotel room and walked out.

Fujian's atmosphere became more serious than before, and there was a certain unbearable solidification in the air. There were only farmers in armor or simple leather armor left in the hustle and bustle of Lundulin Square. Barrels, chairs, brackets, and stones are stacked together to form a roadblock, blocking the main road and every alley in Forge. The dwarves polished their battle axes, and every dwarf who can fight is assigned a weapon. Humans sharpen the stakes and insert them in the gaps in the roadblocks. For the Kodwin street fighters equipped with a large number of daggers and shields, barricades and spears can effectively stop them.

The house was ten rooms and empty, and the citizens and travelers had retreated. They left the city along the dwarf's passage close to the mountain. Sakia gathered them together and arranged a dwarf guide to lead them into the underground cave and retreat along the mine dug by the dwarf in the mountain. Hawke went with them, and the apprentice Felicia was among them, and only those who wanted to fight would stay.

"Sheldon, you take your team to guard the city wall on the right side of the city gate. Zoltan, you take a few people to the organ console above the city wall. You must guard there. The soldiers of Hensett may be Some people want to occupy, they may not know what that means, but it can cause us a lot of trouble. Cecil, I want to deploy at least ten archers and heavy crossbowmen on each defensive platform. Xi Jia Special, do you want to fight Hensett to the death? Take your knight to the wall. When the enemy climbs up the wall, you and the heavily armored dwarf axeman are our most important line of defense. Kartan, to the street Go on patrol again, I hope that every corner, every alley and every high **** will be set up with roadblocks."

Saqiya walked on the road, checking the fortifications while giving orders to others.

At the end of Lundulin Square, Zelin saw Hawke. The latter was leaning against a stone pillar, gnawing on an apple he didn't know where he got it from. Seeing Zelin approaching, she beckoned.

"This is really unlucky."

"Have you encountered something that doesn't go well?"

With that, Zelin handed the letter to Marianne.

"No. Sure enough, wherever I go, I will cause trouble." She sighed. "I just came here, and this city is about to face war. It seems like where I go, it's not a war, it's civil strife, assassinations, conspiracy and tricks. I just get into trouble, and I still stay in one place and don't move. If it doesn’t exist, it won’t bring danger to others. Is this this letter? Don’t worry, I will deliver it safely.”

"It's not your fault, Hawke." Zelin sighed. "I believe you have never had as many troubles as I have. All kinds of things are happening in this world all the time. You are not attracting troubles, you are solving them. You can't take all things, all things You can blame yourself for everything you can't do. You are not the one who is wrong, but the unkind careerists are the ones who are wrong."

Hawke lowered her eyebrows, and after a few seconds, she laughed again. "I'm not blaming myself. Anyway, I was in Kirkwall before, if I had something to ask Hawke. No one has successfully troubled me. Okay, I accept the letter. A month later, we will be in Los Angeles. See you Mugne. Do you still want me to bring you something from the castle?"