The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"What?"

Zelin opened his eyes wide. "Not Bren?"

"A cat, I can be sure that his swordsmanship comes from my own academy." Guksart said, his eyes squinted and the scar on his face twisted. "But it's not Bren. Bren is more agile than him, and he can produce swords much faster than him."

"But the sword in his hand is the Moon Blade."

"Yes, it's Moonblade, but Buren is not only faster than him, but he will never bear the long hair like an elf. And in terms of size, Buren is thinner than the assassin that night, the assassin took a look. It is the demon hunter who has transformed into humans. Bren is a half-elf, he is not a human." Guxart's voice didn't hesitate. "There are many places where the cat school gathers, not just the academy, some people who are unwilling to accept the academy's treaty control, they have their own contact information."

"You are divided?" Zelin asked.

"Some people may not have news for a few years, and have not returned to the college. When they thought he was dead, they suddenly found his wanted order. Not everyone is willing to join an organization. Many people are used to being alone. Come and do it. Now I know there are 17 members of the Cat School, but there are eight of them. I have not heard from them for more than two years. Maybe they are gone or they may be dead. Or like Buren, choose Bringing a skill to work for an organization, or join a group. Acting as a thug for an underground merchant may also be the leader of a bandit group."

Zelin lowered his eyes. If the assassin is not Buren, I am afraid this is not good news, which means that Buren has other helpers, and other cat school demon hunters have joined him.

I'm afraid this matter is more troublesome than he expected.

"Can you recognize who the assassin is?"

"I can recognize him without a mask. There are some half-elf hunters, but there are more hunters of the human cat school. I have sent messages to other hunters, and they know where to go when they see the criteria I left." Guksat took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. He glanced at Zelin who was pouring anti-magical metal dust into the bomb shell. "What are you going to do tonight?"

"Why ask?"

"Except for the monsters that warlocks deal with, none of the monsters around here needs anti-magic bombs. Anti-magic metals are expensive, and it is better to hunt the monsters here and make Foehn and Moon Dust."

"Yes, there is indeed something to be done." Zelin stopped his movements. "It's related to investigating the kingslayers. We found a clue that the kingslayers might be hired by the Imperial Intelligence Agency. So we plan to get rid of Nilfgard's camp."

"Sneak in?"

"If they didn't find it." Zelin washed away the dust on his hands in the basin on the side. Facing Guksat's suspicious look, he snorted softly. "If they find it, they will use unconventional means to solve it."

Strange glare flashed from time to time in the night-shrouded sky. Desmo stood on the high platform and continued to recite his spells. The fog covered by the spell was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye. Only the withered weeds and the pits left by magic during the war were left in the place where they retreated. The screams of the demon spirits were one after another in the shadows. Schill stood on the edge of the camp, supporting a barrier with magic. Although this barrier is not as easy as her amulet that can easily destroy the invading demon spirits, it can weaken it so that they can't escape into the shadows, just as Yaden Fayin can do. Otherwise, before the war begins, Hensett's enlisted soldiers will be killed by the demon spirit first. But even with the help of spells, Zelin was not optimistic that these farmers who were still holding a **** two months ago could fight the demon spirits. The knights gathered around the king’s camp, while the soldiers stood in rows behind the magical barrier.

"This is a good time to act." Roche looked at the Kodwin barracks that had already begun to be on guard. In the dark, the soldier holding a torch stood on the hillside, like a dormant fire snake, ready to rush out at any time, taking a bite at the target. "Geralt, are you ready?"

"I can act at any time."

Geralt wore armor made of octopus monster leather, and a hood was sewn on his shoulders. Under the shadow of the hood, a pair of beast eyes gleamed with pale golden light. "The Kodwin people are staring at the Fojian, the Nilfgaards are staring at the Kodwin, and we are staring at the Nifogades. Who is staring at us?"

"I don't like this analogy." Viss scratched the back of her head. "It sounds like we are prey."

"The prey is still the hunter, and I'll know at that time." Roche glanced at the thick fog lastly. The fog only left a core area, such as the ice in the shadows in the spring, and he stubbornly refused to leave the field. "It's time, let's go!"

On Fujian's city wall, Saqiya held the battlements with both hands, looking at the glare in the sky in the distance. The night wind blew the hair hanging down her forehead, and the expression in her eyes became more solemn.

"They started."

Philippa walked up the city wall. "The mist is receding, and this barrier is about to disappear."

"How much time?"

"What?"

"You know spells, can you tell me how long it will take to clear the mist?"

"According to the scale of the fog, five hours, or less, but no less than four hours." Philippa looked outside the city. "This kind of spell fluctuations should be done by Desmond under Hensett. There is only one male warlock near him. Also, Adam and his mercenaries will join you, but you have to be prepared in advance. "

"Adam? Adam the see-off? I have no money to pay him."

"I paid for you."

"Great, I'll pay you back." Saqiya looked outside the city, and after a while, she continued. "Philippa, please tell the others, let them rest for four hours, and then get up to prepare to welcome our guests from afar."

"Don't let them prepare in advance?"

"We have already prepared for a day. It's time to take a break. A long time of tension is not good for others. It's time to rest. We don't close our eyes all day and night. Before the enemy comes the next day, our soldiers are already sleepy. And can't take up the weapon." Saqiya didn't look back, her eyes seemed to see through the night in front of her. "This will be a big battle. It's time for those self-righteous nobles and kings to suffer."

Chapter 1853 Dark Night

"You did a great job, Desmo."

Hensett pinched his waist with both hands, and looked at the shrinking mist in the distance, his face beaming with joy. "Very good. It's time to let those farmers who dared to shout after hiding behind the mist know what the power of a king is."

"It is my honor to serve you, Your Majesty." Desmo bent down deeply.

"When this matter is over, you will get a mage tower that belongs to you in Akalide." Hensett stretched out two fingers. "You can choose two villages to the north. The tax revenue of the village is yours. Then, I will send a tax officer and a clerk to assist you."

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty." Desmo's head was almost touching the ground.

"Some traitors in the camp." Hensett changed his words. "Did you find anything?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Desmo raised his head and took out a fish scale coin. "I have found it. Several barons want to join forces to oppose you. They used the contact signals of past conspirators to set off a coup in the camp. After this period of investigation, I found enough evidence. The Baron Merton, the Knights of Drayton, and the Earl of Gresham can be accused of being responsible for this matter."

"Very good..." Hensett narrowed his eyes and thought for a while. "Add Baron Aiken to the list. After I return with a win, I don't want to see his disgusting face in the palace in Akalide."

"As you wish, Your Majesty, do everything according to your wishes."

"I don't want to see anyone who opposes the king's order, including anyone who has contact with them, can live to see the sun tomorrow. How a country refuses to obey the king, it will soon fall apart. This matter is very important. , Do you understand?"

"I understand, Your Majesty." Desmo bent over again. "I will arrange them all."

On the other side, Zelin and Weis stood in the open space near Nilfgard camp.

"You won the runner-up in the tournament? I thought they didn't allow women to participate in the competition."

"Yes, they really don't allow it. So I said, if you don't allow me to participate, I will punch your heads into your crotch. At first, a few soldiers didn't believe it, and I just showed it, How I beat those men who dared to call themselves soldiers after grabbing a spear for two days, and then they agreed. There are always some men who only drink and sleep all day long, and would rather sunbathe than work and only when they are passionate. Insulting others like a dog, thinking that they are better than any woman, thinking that women should be imprisoned by the sink and laundry tub."

The Nilfgaard guard stared at them, holding spears in both hands, and said nothing. Wei Si turned her back to them, so that the demon hunter in front of her could look over Wei Si's shoulder and observe the camp.

"You did a good job, Weis." Zelin observed Nilfgard's uniform. Obviously, these are not ordinary Nilfgaard enlisted soldiers, they are the Nilfgaard Guards. Noble origin, received long-term combat skills training, and only served for the emperor and the emperor’s special envoy. "But they don't just look down on women. The kind of people you are talking about, they still look down on scholars, researchers, and alchemists. This kind of people is not necessarily the majority, so there is no need to be angry about it."

"But many people say that." Weiss sighed, tilting her head as if helplessly. Then, she lowered her voice. "Roche is in place."

"Look, Wei Si. The soldiers in the blue iron guard respect you, but they are all busy with their work. You can hear such a voice, not because there are many voices, but some people are shouting loudly." Ze Lin then lowered his voice. "Geralt went in?"

Wei Si nodded.

"You are right. Anyway, I just want to complain."

From time to time, faint shouts came from outside the camp. The people in the camp were still gathering, the captain shouted orders, and the soldiers shouted slogans. The messenger was wearing leather boots that were about to fray, passing orders from camp to camp. Some knights ordered the archers to shoot at the demon spirit, but most of the arrows passed directly through the demon spirit and crashed into two knots on the ground. The soldiers standing in line gradually moved forward as the fog dissipated. The soldiers in the front had already walked down the hill, while behind, there were still soldiers who had just assembled out of the camp and joined the army.

"It's Hensett's banner." Weis pointed to the crowd below. "Hensett has set off."

"Then wait a few hours before the fog." Zelin snorted. "Then let the soldiers who haven't slept all night go to war."

"This is the most common method used by commanders to attack the city, Demon Hunter." Wei Si pinched her waist with her left hand, and she shook her right hand with her fingers. "When soldiers successfully rushed into the city and occupied it, they would feel exhausted. They would rather immediately find a soft pillow than break into the house to burn and loot. Hensett promised the soldiers that they could rob. City, but when someone declares victory, most people will find a place to sleep right away. When these soldiers wake up, Hensett’s knights have already got the most valuable things in their hands."

"Ah, really cunning, but doesn't he worry about failure?"