The Journey of the Demon Hunter

He chuckled and sighed, the demon hunter couldn't help but sigh, maybe he is indeed old. Even considering the lifespan of the demon hunter, he is not considered old, but he was a human in the past, and a human who has lived for so long will inevitably feel tired and tired.

Perhaps the most important difference between short-lived creatures and long-lived species is not longevity, but the attitude toward time. Francesca will always look proud and confident, without any feeling of aging. However, although Zelin's appearance is still about the same as in his thirties, he can feel it that he may have long lost the spirit of a young man.

The passenger ship rang the bell on the mast, and the people who said goodbye to each other by the trestle also left. The passengers carried their luggage and walked onto the deck. The sailors stood behind, waiting for the passengers to enter the cabin before moving the cargo to the deck.

Amelia took a few steps back, watching Zelin turn around and step onto the boat, put her right hand behind her, and waved her left hand.

"Good voyage!"

Zelin mixed among the passengers and walked into the cabin along the crowd. There are only a dozen passengers, and the cabin is very small. In fact, two wooden boards are sandwiched together to form a compartment. There is only one hammock bed in the compartment. But at this time, there is no passenger ship in the true sense. There is only this kind of cargo ship in the port that is willing to carry some customers and earn extra money.

Putting the package on the ground, Zelin sighed, and slowly lay down on the hammock bed, looking at the brown ceiling, letting his whole body gradually relax. Lucky for him, there was a window beside him, lying on the rope bed with his head tilted, and the view of Novigrad harbor outside the window gradually receded. The ship is turning away from the dock.

Taking advantage of the rare leisure, Zelin recalled what Kedinger had said to him last.

The Kovir Kingdom must use all means to ensure that the debt is fulfilled. Unlike other kingdoms, Kerviel was built on a commercial basis. His merchant ships were scattered across the ocean. Every prosperous trading city had a representative office of the Corviel Chamber of Commerce. So his funds are mobile. Unlike other kingdoms, gold will only be piled up in the treasury and will not be withdrawn until it is used.

Therefore, using assassinations to solve those who are unwilling to abide by the agreement is also one of the most important tasks of the Kevir Kingdom. Kevel accepts people from all over the world. As long as they are talented and willing to abide by the local laws after entering the country of Kevel, they can be sheltered by the Tysen family.

So Kewell has always been a paradise for fugitives.

Killers, assassins, fugitives, corrupt city hall officials, bank robbers, and excluded drugmakers. The wealthy brought large amounts of gold to Kerviel and became a local noble citizen, while fugitives and killers without money were hired by the Kerviel government and became professional killers and thieves for the royal family, or joined The famous hire group. During the last Civil War, the Freedom Corps sent by Kerviel was made up of released prisoners.

All the evidence points to Kerviel.

Buren needs an outside ally to ensure the safety of his organization in the Nilfgaard Empire, and Kevir also needs to maintain a chaotic, highly autonomous Nilfgad, and he needs people like Buren.

Suddenly, Zelin's compartment door was knocked.

"Who?"

Zelin sat up on the rope bed curiously: "Please come in."

"Is it the demon hunter Zelin?" Zelin heard an unexpected and familiar voice: "Is it you?"

"Ess?" Zelin saw the blue eyes that slowly opened a little gap in the door, standing outside and watching carefully: "Ess Davan?"

Chapter 2606 A Sequel to Ace's Story

Zelin never thought that he would meet Ess Davan on this ship.

"It's been a long time since I saw you, Aisi, how are you doing?"

Sitting next to the round wooden table fixed on the floor of the cabin, Zelin watched Ess take out a piece of dry bread from the package. There was a candle fixed on it in the middle of the wooden table, and tears of the candle fell as the ship shook.

"Not bad, it would be even better if you don't need to shake it at sea." Aisi took a bite of the bread and lifted the dark blond hair on her forehead. This is her dinner today: "I saw you and a white man on the dock. The little girl who sent me was chatting. I hesitated for a while before I decided to go to the boat to greet you. I'm not sure if this is you."

"Is my appearance so hard to tell?" Zelin raised his eyebrows.

"No, otherwise I won't recognize you at a glance, but I didn't expect to meet you. You spend most of your time traveling outside. I mean, outside of this land."

After chewing for a few bites, Ai Si swallowed the bread, patted her hands and patted the crumbs off her fingers, bent down and searched in the backpack next to the wooden chair. After a while, she took out a piece of white paper and a pen: "Do you know? Since we were separated in Aden, my demon hunter legend drama has been stopped for a long time. The Mage of the Power tried to master the entire world and caused a magical disaster. Then a group of survivors of the disaster set up an organization to try to fight it. The publisher has been waiting for my new draft, but you are nowhere to be seen. !"

Zelin held his forehead and sighed: "You can find me in my castle..."

Aisi put away the smile on her face and slanted her eyes to look at the demon hunter: "In the past three years, I have visited you five times. The first few times I met the Mr. George, he said you went. Serekania, later a female warrior named Hawk, she said you went to Lomugne. You must have a good relationship with that female warrior. In the previous story, you used her name as the protagonist. ."

"Yes, our relationship is very good, very good comrades in arms, and sometimes we can drink together." Zelin nodded, "Sorry, but I really can't take time off."

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Aisi's face suddenly showed a smile, like a dark cloud being blown away by a gust of wind: "All of us are running for a livelihood. Of course I can't blame you, but I I won’t let go of this good opportunity, tell me quickly, what happened afterwards?"

Ace used to be a frequent visitor to the Demon Hunter’s Castle. Zellin talked to her about his adventures. Of course, he would say that this was a legendary story heard in Serekania or Ofeier. After listening to Zelin's dictation, he added the Demon Hunter as the protagonist, and then wrote it into a stage play and a legendary novel. Only later, as Zelin got busier and busier, he hadn't seen Ess for a while, and he didn't expect that he would happen to be on the same ship heading to Corvill.

"I used to deal with local publishers often in Osenfurt, selling scripts to the Novigrad Theater. Mrs. Izanna’s theater company often buys my scripts, but the situation is very bad recently. In order to attract more audiences, The theater can only lower the ticket price, and as a result, the quality of the audience is lowered. Nowadays, the audience doesn't care what they are performing on the stage. They just want to see whether the female lead is beautiful and whether the costume is lower on the chest." With the help of candlelight, Ai Silk lay on the table, rubbing the tip of the pen against the paper with a faint rustle: "To be honest, I sometimes think that being forced to leave Novigrad is not a bad thing. At least the Corwell people will pay for the art."

"Are you in Cowell now?"

"Otherwise I won't be on the boat leading to Covel." Ess blinked her beautiful eyes: "Mrs. Yisanna and the theater company went to Covel more than a month ago, but I still have some things left in Novi. Gerry, I’m waiting for news from the publisher. I’ve negotiated with him and I’m going to give him an updated manuscript before I leave. Oh, during this period of time, I’ve worked on the story you’ve said before, Do you mind?"

"No, sometimes I can't remember all the details of the story and relay it word by word." Zelin said, "For a talented person like you, you can certainly make some changes if you want."

Zellin and Ace talked about the adventure in Azeroth.

Of course, he must omit many parts, such as his affairs with other people, and the mission sent by the last alliance. He only described to Aisi that an ambitious mage appeared in a world, this mage. A terrible monster was summoned from another world, but this group of monsters was ruled by another more feared Demon King. The Demon King decided to conquer this world and sacrifice all the living people, so the nations in the disputed world had to unite Get up and fight against external threats.

"What the **** is going on with the Corwell merchant there, Zellin?" Aisi still bowed her head to record and organize her thoughts in her notebook: "I visited your castle last year, and people said that the demon hunter had left and went to the south. As a result, when I went to the mountain and wanted to ask the new owner of the castle about your whereabouts, Ms. Hawke told me that you still live in it. Wait, could it be said that you no longer work as a demon hunter and become a Is a businessman?"

"No, it's a long story." Zelin shook his head.

"I'm not a woman who likes to make rumors and troubles." Aisi pursed her mouth unhappily, and flicked the hair from her forehead to the back of her head: "I didn't want to run to the well and throw you away. Tell the washerwoman's woman."

"No, I don't believe you, Ais, I know you are a human, otherwise Hawke will not tell you that I am still in the castle." Zelin sighed, "It's just... this one. I don’t know what to say about it. In short, you can think of it as trying to avoid the war and make yourself less noticeable by the way, so I tell others that I have left. In this way, they may be in a while, You will forget that there was a demon hunter living in Mahakam. Well, this is actually a very boring and boring process, which is not worth mentioning compared to the story you recorded in your notebook. You are going to Ke Ke Will take refuge, or do he want to live there?"

"I was hired by Lan East University as a teacher of literature and art, the bishop of drama analysis and literary history." Aisi said proudly, and couldn't help but want to share the surprise with Zelin: "I heard that King Covell is a blue East University has invested a large sum of money, hoping that it can surpass Ossenfurt College to become the best university in the North. So Lan East has been recruiting faculty this year. I tried to apply, but I didn’t expect it to be true. Was hired. Meritelli is here, and I never thought I could one day become a faculty member of a university. Oh, have you heard about Dandrien recently?"

"Dandrine? Yeah, I only met him not long ago..."

The candlelight passed through the porthole of the cabin, emitting a soft gleam on the dark and stormy sea.

Chapter 2607-The Winter Capital of Corveil

The dark clouds blowing from the sea enveloped the north, and the heavy rain was pouring, and the rain pattered down in the valley of Dole Bretanna. The shrubs in the garden swayed their branches and leaves under the washing of raindrops.

Lightning flashed across the night sky, and still the dark bedroom.

Francesca raised her head, looking through the window at the rain curtain outside. The sky is gloomy and dark, and there is no moon or stars. She was wearing only a tulle pajama, embroidered with leaves and vines.

"I have asked the people of the Order to investigate this matter." Tisaya was sitting at the round table behind, wearing a close-fitting purple dress, and the collar and cuffs were decorated with white hollow patterns: "In the Order Many people think that we shouldn’t be involved in this matter, and that Kewell’s attitude towards the Order is friendly, and there is no need for the Order to oppose them. We just need to do our job-investigating what appeared in Rydania Traces of black magic."

Francesca raised her eyebrows suddenly, as if awakened from contemplation. Then, her expression softened, and the chair under her slowly turned, allowing her to face the guests who suddenly appeared at night.

"I'm not going to upset Kerviel, Tina, but I don't think the Nilfgaards will give up this good opportunity. Nilfgad's expansion will not stop. Sooner or later, they will continue to attack, even if the north is again Won, but how much is left in the north? And how long will the Nilfgaards launch a new offensive? Ten years? Twenty years? This war will not end because Nilfgad can't stop the expansion In the footsteps, unless there is a coup d'etat inside it, Enhill does not have enough gold to appease young officers who want to be promoted through military service."

Not many people know Nilfgaard better than Francesca. An empire where expansion, change and conservation coexist. The footsteps of the Nilfgadians created a powerful empire, but similarly, people from all over the world with different cultures, customs and even languages ​​were forcibly accommodated in a country. Some scholars have pointed out that the number of non-Nelfgad people in the Nilfgad Empire has far exceeded that of the Nilfgad people themselves, and in the army, various conquered provinces have joined the legion. And rely on military industry to become middle-level and low-level officers. After Brenner's fiasco, this group of officers and officials at the bottom became the administrative foundation of the empire.

"Shir is now serving as a magical advisor in the court of Corvell. She talked to me about what happened in Corvell, and she told me that the demon hunter was on a ship to Corvell."

This time, Francesca did not conceal the surprise in her heart.

"Why Cowell?"

"Nobody knows, maybe he thinks that Kevel has the answer he wants to find." Tisaya also showed a confused look: "I am very worried that the future of the north may be pinned on Kevel, but some people will not like it. See this happen."

"Nifgard." The elf warlock was not asking, she was pretty sure who Tishaya was referring to.

"You should let him stay at home, Enid, or you should warn him." Tisaya said solemnly: "Now it is a deadlock. Everyone hopes that someone can break the situation for themselves and gain an advantage."

"It's not that easy, Tina." Francesca sighed, "Me and him...Alas, we may never be able to return to the past."