The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"It's really a bad habit to throw away useless things." Zelin looked at the dust and dirt envelope. "So why don't you take this letter to find King Hensett? He was assassinated once. If there is evidence that the Nilfgaards next to his camp were the mastermind of the assassination, I think he would be happy to let him go. The soldier out of the mushroom finds something to do."

"I did this, but Hensett thinks that an envelope alone is not enough to prove that it was made by the Nilfgad people. He said that someone might have stolen it from the Nilfgad camp."

"If it weren't for knowing that the war is over." Wei Si snorted. "I thought Hensett was still Nilfgard's ally."

"There is no bazaar or vendors around here, and it is even more unlikely that someone will buy a similar envelope to plant and frame." Zelin said. "Nilfgard’s camp is not big, and there is a warlock guarding it. If any thief can steal a letter from their camp without anyone noticing, then he will be able to steal it easily. The head of anyone in this camp."

"Regardless of whether Hensett believes it or not, we must find the Kingslayer." Roche placed both hands on the table. "The clue points to Nilfgaard, Geralt, have you found the thing to lift the curse?"

"All are here, just wait until the right time."

"Tomorrow morning?"

"Yes, tomorrow morning."

"Then let's try to sneak into Nilfgard's camp tonight. Don't let too many people know about this. I and Wei Si, and you two. Wei Si, bring the map."

Wei Si walked to the side of the box, bent down and took out a rolled up drawing from the box. Roche took the drawing and unfolded it on the desktop.

"This is the floor plan of the Nilfgaard camp that I drew during this time."

Zelin frowned and stared at the map.

"Roche, have you been eyeing the Nilfgaards since you came?"

"I’m not at all assured about the Nilfgad people. Even in the peaceful age, they will try to make some conspiracies to disrupt the world. Don’t forget that after the Battle of Sutton Hill, the Nilfgad people did it. The assassination of King Vezmir is very likely to be related to the empire. I suspect that this time, they are also related to the Kingslayer. If you want the men in black not to cause chaos, it is better to expect the solar energy to rise from the west." Roche Extend your finger and point to the gentle **** on the side of the camp near the river beach. "A few days ago, Geralt rescued a Kodwin soldier named Odlin from nearby. He provided us with information that it is not a solid rock under this camp, but a tunnel dug by a monster. There is a tunnel. The entrance of the cave is near the Nilfgadian camp. They are not guarded there, and there are no roadblocks or walls near the river."

"Geralt, you sneak along this tunnel into the Nilfgaard camp. According to my observer's report, there are four tents in their camp, the largest of which belongs to Ambassador Hillard. The remaining three live in According to the law of patrol torches, they usually only arrange five soldiers to patrol the camp at night, and the rest are at the gate of the camp, guarding the roadblock.” As he said, Roche moved his finger to Entrance to the camp. "Weiss, you and Zelin go to the front of the camp to attract the attention of the guards. The people of Nilfgaard are very suspicious, and they look like their nostrils raised all day long. You stand there. , They will start to doubt you, so that Geralt does not need to worry about the soldiers in front of the door when he sneaks in."

"Good plan." Zelin nodded. "I remember that the entrance to Camp Nilfgaard is above Camp Kodwin, not far from Hensett's camp. I can move freely there, but Weis..."

"I won the second place in the tournament." Wei Si raised her head proudly. "King Hensett granted me permission to walk around the camp."

"Yeah. Congratulations, Weis." Zelin paused. "Who is the number one?"

"It's me." Geralt said.

"Go on back to our plan." Roche patted the tabletop. "At that time, I will take the crossbow and go to a high **** next to the Nilfgaard camp. The high **** is behind the Kodwin camp. Standing on it, I can observe most of the camp. Whenever Geralt gets into trouble, I will shoot an arrow to cover him. When that happens, you will just rush in. We must find the clues."

"No problem, Roche, but..." Zelin hesitated. "What if the Kingslayer has nothing to do with the Nilfgaards?"

"If the man in black is looking for trouble, please come to me. In order to find the Kingslayer, I am willing to go to the urn in Nilfgard."

"Then when do we start to act?" Geralt asked. "Specific time?"

"After sunset tonight, at nine o'clock in the evening, when that time comes, we will gather here."

Suddenly, the voice of soldiers came from outside the camp.

"Report sir!"

Roche raised his head and looked at the curtain. Then, he rolled up the map and handed it to Wei Si. Wei Si walked to the box and put the map back and locked it again. After doing all this, Roche looked at the door again.

"Come in."

A blue iron guard came in, and he saluted Roche.

"Sir, Warlock Desmo is going to enter the camp."

"Desmo?" Roche frowned. "What is Desmo doing here?"

"He didn't say, sir."

"Okay, I'll go see him."

Roche walked around the table, walked to the entrance of the camp, and said to him as he walked past the soldiers. "You can go back and be ready to execute the order at any time. Now, disband!"

Warlock Desmo was standing in front of the blue-clothed iron guard's camp. This is very unusual. Generally speaking, he would never leave his tent without Hensett's order. There are only mud, weeds, lice, and spitting soldiers. His tent is covered with exquisite carpets, a set of exquisite tea sets imported from Serekania, bookcases and smelling fragrance all the time. Smoker.

"My Majesty heard that the demon hunter Geralt returned safely. He sent me to express his condolences and thanks to the demon hunter for his hard work." Desmo stood outside the camp gate and said with open arms. The enchanted boots were spotless. "Your Majesty hopes to get the news that he has found all the items needed to lift the curse, and can know the exact time to lift the curse."

"I have indeed found all the necessary props. The time to lift the curse is tomorrow morning." Geralt said. "I need a suitable time to do it when the demon spirit in the mist is weakest."

"Ah, all the materials are collected." Desmo touched his chin, holding the staff in the other hand. "Why do you want to do it tomorrow? Your Majesty can hardly wait. Why not now? Everyone can't wait to set foot on the land of Forge, especially your Majesty. He hopes to attack immediately."

"When the power of the demon spirit is strong, it will be very difficult to lift the curse." Geralt explained. "This is only one chance. I have to make sure that I can succeed."

"This is the second thing I came here." Desmo reached out his hand. "Your commission is over, Demon Hunter. Give me the materials, faith, death, courage and hatred. I know how to remove this blood curse. If you have all the materials, then I can do it. I am not a hunter who plays three-legged cat tricks like you. For me, any time is the perfect time to lift the curse. Give me the materials, and I will lift the curse right away."

"What about the reward?"

"According to what I said before, you and I are half-divided." Desmo waved his hand. "But the money is of little value to me, and those who lift the curse will be favored by your majesty, so I have decided generously to give you all the rewards. Give me the materials and you can take away the rewards."

Chapter 1852: The New Mystery

"Hensett can't wait to enter."

Seeing Desmo leaving with his belongings, Geralt sighed and put the five hundred crowns in his package.

"He couldn't wait a long time ago." Zelin waved his hand. "His soldiers have been in this damp muddy field surrounded by monsters for almost a month. There are monsters everywhere, and they are still attracting more monsters. If he returns without success this time, he will definitely lose. It's not just the gold coins spent on military operations during this period. But since Desmo is going to resolve the fog tonight, I suspect that Hunsett will give an order overnight for the soldiers to set off for Fjian."

"It won't affect us," Roche said. "I asked about my relationship with Kodwin before, and the Nilfgaards intend to stay until the end of the war. Even if the defenders of Frjan are not regular troops, it will take a while for Hensett to take the city. If today In the evening, the people of Nilfgaard should pay attention to the battlefield of Fujian, and our actions will be easier."

"If we are found, is there a retreat route?" Zelin asked casually. When dealing with any kind of tricky or dangerous monster, he will consider the retreat route and plan in advance. "Or should you stay where you are and fight with the Nilfgaards?"

"If necessary, kill it." Roche patted the scimitar hung around his waist. "I am carrying a knife not as a decoration."

In the afternoon, Desmo started to cast spells in the camp to disperse the fog.

Many Kodwin knights with silver swords protected the ritual to prevent the demon spirits rushing out of the fog from disturbing the ritual process. The ritual of the warlock is different from the way that the demon hunter lifts the curse. They can solve the trouble from a long distance through the reverse spell or reverse deduction outside the curse. Warlocks have always liked to stand in a safe place to cast spells, even to lift the curse. Zelin stayed in the camp of the Blue Iron Guard, using materials to make new anti-magic bombs. There is at least one warlock in the Nilfgaard camp, and the anti-magic bomb will come in handy.

"The warlock is casting a spell, and the army is ready to go." A familiar voice came to his ears. Zelin could guess who it was without turning his head. "Is there so many wars in the North? I'm in the Hinterlands, and from time to time I can hear news that the northern countries are fighting each other."

Guksaat came over with the head of a strong ghoul. "Who should I go to get paid? King?"

"Quarterman." Zelin watched him throw the ghoul's head to the ground. "If it's a soldier who posted the commission, go find him. I remember there are many rebellions in the south."

"Yes, a lot of rebellions." Guksat sat next to Zelin and sighed. "As **** as war, bounty hunters can always find opportunities in the South. I heard people say what you have done. If you are a human being, you will definitely become a pivotal member of a city council in the South. Perhaps in Ai Except places like Bin and Martina, after all fifty years ago, Ai Bin was also one of the northern countries."

"Why must it be human."

Guksart rubbed the corners of his mouth.

"In the human empire, only humans can hold power. It is amazing that the king of the north actually received me and said, allow me to be his court minister?"

"You promised?"

"No, I don't like to work for anyone." Guksat shook his head. "But he allowed me to ask his warlock for help and check the previous assassination battle. I can tell you that that person is not Bren."