The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"You...you..." The man with his scratched face raised his other hand to stop the demon hunter: "What do you want...we No money.... There are people everywhere..."

All this happened too fast.

His sword was still lying securely in the scabbard.

"As you just said, no one dares to come out at night, and the guards are unwilling to patrol the alleys. They must first protect the upper city." Zelin took the sword back into the scabbard: "I need to know everything. Of course, whether you survive or not depends on you."

Soon, the man in light blue found himself uncontrollably telling everything he knew.

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ps: The power is off, and the manuscript in the desktop cannot be retrieved, embarrassing

Chapter 2568: Tritog Bank

By the time Zelin arrived at the Chameleon Hotel, it was already late at night.

"I think the dance should be more soothing, so that the guests who come here feel relaxed." In the hotel lobby, under the dim oil lamp, only Dandrien and a woman in a purple shirt: "Jasmine, we have to make a difference. Ordinary performance plan, here in the future, to become Novigrad’s art center, we must come up with something different."

"I understand. I'll go back and re-arrange a new dance." The woman called Jasmine lowered her eyes, her right hand clenched into a fist supported her chin: "I just don't know if my husband will agree. It's not safe recently, and neither does he Hope I will come to work in the hotel."

"Oh, don't worry, I will find a way to convince your husband." Dandrien opened his arms up, as if conceiving a vision of the future: "My chameleon hotel should be a paradise for art, not just drunks and noisy shouts. Country Tavern. And you, Jasmine, I will make you the most famous dancer in Novigrad."

"Hi, Zelin, you are here." Sitting on the bench by the side, Zoltan, who was looking at the Gwent cards scattered on the table, raised his head and looked at Zelin: "Someone is looking for you. Otherwise, I I want to come to you for a game of Gwent. Now that Osenfurt Academy is closed, the price of Gwent is going up. I heard that a dwarf merchant in Novigrad has a great Squirrel Party card in his hand. The price is very high, but I have to consider whether to buy it directly. If the card is just unusable, then I will lose a lot. In the recent big gambling game, the card has not been used by the player, so everyone Waiting and watching."

"No problem, we can learn together if there is a chance, and I haven't played Gwent in a long time. But who will visit me?" Zelin was a little surprised, he couldn't think of how many people would come to visit him actively.

Zoltan told Zelin before that the Chameleon Hotel has not been opened, but there are many rooms on the second and third floors that are empty and have been cleaned. If he wants to, he can come here to rest and store his luggage and parcels here. . Therefore, Zelin did not shirk. He needs a temporary foothold. The crowded temple island is obviously not a good choice.

"A little white-haired girl of eternal fire."

"Oh, it's her." Zelin only told a few people about his rest at the Chameleon Hotel, and Amelia was one of them. Maybe other people can't believe it, but Zelin doesn't think it needs to have any reservations about Amelia: "Where is she now?"

"It's upstairs." Zoltan raised his finger and pointed upwards: "Waiting in your room."

Zelin's room is on the top floor, which is one of the largest rooms in the Chameleon Hotel. The hotel is divided into three floors. Except for the living room on the ground floor, there are smaller guest rooms on the second floor, and Dandrine on the third floor. There are several large houses suitable for entertaining guests. As soon as Zelin walked to the door, he heard a thump from the room.

"Amelia?"

Zelin walked in and saw Amelia sitting by the bed, her boots aside, shaking her legs unconsciously. On the other side, a woman in the clothes of a nun of eternal fire was lying half-prone on the ground.

"Oh, Zelin, you are here!" Amelia was a little surprised, and she quickly jumped out of bed: "Let's go to the other side to talk. It just so happened that I found something and I want to show you something."

"Who is this?" Zelin ignored Amelia's words and pointed to another nun. The latter was slowly standing up, picking up the copper basin on the ground.

"Dear Sir." The dark blond nun turned around and curtly bowed to Zelin.

Zelin knew her, called Janet, who used to work next to Chapei.

"Zha Pei hopes to make her a unique person." Amelia gave a kind smile: "But she still needs to learn a lot, so Zha Pei let her stay by my side. At least, sometimes she should. Learn to control your emotions and figure out the conflict between your own emotions and the interests of the church. To become a local bishop, you must represent the interests of a group of people, not just make decisions based on personal preferences."

"What happened just now?" Zelin frowned slightly: "I didn't know that the monk had to undergo balance training."

"Oh, just now because the ground was too slippery. The owner here, Dandrien, cleans his hotel at least twice a day. If the floor is replaced with marble, it can be used as a mirror. Didn't you say that, Janet?"

The nun lowered her head deeply: "Yes, sir."

"Zelin, when I returned to the Temple Island today, I received an interesting clue." Amelia put on her boots, walked to the round wooden table, and took out the three blank papers placed on it: "Look at these , Is related to Ladovide."

"Ah, it's related to Radovide again."

Zelin sighed, and Amelia showed an unexpected look.

"Why, what's the matter? Don't you want this information?" She was a little bewildered holding the paper in her hand, not knowing whether to hand it to Zelin or take it back.

"No, of course not." Zelin reached out and took the handwritten white paper from Amelia: "It's just that I heard about Ladoovide one day today. By the way, I'm going to see it tomorrow. Pei, I need his help for some things."

"No problem, I can tell him about it tonight."

Amelia nodded. Taking advantage of Zelin not paying attention, she winked at Janet. The latter lowered his gaze and walked out of the room holding the basin.

Zelin glanced at the information sent by Amelia and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Ridania's bank?"

"That's right." Amelia rubbed the tip of her nose, with the back of her other hand behind her: "Ladovide is preparing to build a bank controlled by the Tritog royal family. I don't know if this can be called a bank. This is I heard news from a Redanian soldier. People in the Redanian army said that when they were leading the army, some of the money was said to be deposited in Tritog’s bank so that their families could Get it anytime. I've never heard of Tritog Bank before, but I received this."

With that said, Amelia took out a check: "Tritog Bank."

Zelin lowered his head. This check was similar to the check from the Dwarf Bank, but with the Red Eagle of Redania printed on it instead of the emblem of the Dwarf family.

"How did you get it?" Zelin took the check and checked it carefully by the candlelight: "I've never seen this anywhere else."

"Eternal Fire has believers everywhere." Amelia said piously: "And donations from all over the world and every corner."

She would not say that she was a drug addict in the army, because some of the money was forced to be stored in the bank, and she couldn't get enough money, so she wanted to use it to buy anesthetic powder. So an anesthetic powder dealer under her handed in the check to ask if it could be delivered. Anyway, there are a lot of addicts in the Eternal Fire. As Cha Pei's assistant, she can also use this as a cover, and by the way, have a good relationship with the bishops and temple guards in other places.

Who doesn't like expensive gifts? Using anesthetic powder to master these addicts in the eternal fire is undoubtedly the best way. Maybe they are of little use, but no one is better at inciting civilians and bewitching people's hearts than the eternal fire missionary. And to deal with Radovide, Amelia needs these people.

"It's strange." Zelin put down the check and returned it to Amelia. Anyway, it was hers: "Ladooved wants to set up a bank that belongs to him. But this is also normal. He may not be able to bear the money of his subjects deposited in a dwarf bank that does not obey him."

Vivaldi told Zelin this morning that Ladooved asked the bank to contribute a sum of money, but the Dwarf Bank refused without hesitation.

But this is not something that Zelin is interested in. He doesn't want to know everything that Ladovide has done. He only wants to know the problems related to the renegade warlock.

"By the way, Amelia." Zelin suddenly remembered another thing: "Did Kostcher ask you about where I am?"

"Yes." Amelia nodded: "What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Dijkstra didn't seem to lie: "You go and rest, Amelia, tomorrow morning, I will go to Temple Island with you."

In the warehouse, he asked a lot of interesting news.

Those people are going to hand over the goods to another group of people, and the time will be in the warehouse next to the dock tomorrow afternoon.

"Well, it happened that Dandrien gave me the key to a room. I asked Janet to go and rest down. Let's rest. I haven't slept in for a long time!" Amelia smiled and opened her arms before she rushed forward. The soft double bed rolled over it twice: "The living environment of Temple Island is completely incomparable with Mahakam Castle, let alone the hotel outside."

Zelin walked over, grabbed her back collar and lifted it up.

Amelia shook her limbs: "What are you doing?!"

"You're not young anymore, go to sleep by yourself." Zelin pushed and pushed Amelia out of the room: "And I can't sleep in. I will knock on the door tomorrow morning. There are a lot of things to prepare, so there is no time to delay. Once time has passed, I don’t know when I will find such a good opportunity."

Someone is hiring gang members in Novigrad to kidnap civilians and ask them to transport the kidnapped civilians to a designated place. Reminiscing about the recent rumors of evil beasts, Zelin couldn't help but guess whether these people were related to the citizens who were killed. Hawthorne II was killed by Angola, Dudu became like him, including some members of the gang that originally belonged to Hawthorne II, but now it seems that some gang members did not join him, but took refuge. Another group of people.

Chapter 2569: Netting Operation

The next morning, Zelin saw another group of town guards near Glory Lane.