The Journey of the Demon Hunter

A low voice asked eagerly: "Just tonight!"

"The jewels on them are worth our income for a year." The man who spoke first shook his glass: "And they...always have to sleep."

Wearing a cloak, sitting in the corner of the tavern, staring calmly around. People's conversations continue to enter the ears that have undergone mutations.

"...A gathering place appeared in the sewer, and a group of people actually said they wanted to live in the sewer. Is this true? Is this land no longer able to accommodate us?"

A worried man wore dark circles under his eyes: "First, the wizarding society, and then the city is blocked. Who knows what's next?"

"So drink more bar, man!" The companion on the other side laughed and patted his shoulder: "No one knows what's next, but at the moment, we still have half a bottle of wine to drink, haha. "

Most of Kaltim’s citizens were talking about the orders and policies of the little emperor Hakan II. Just yesterday, Hakan II announced that all ministers living in the royal city would be expelled and no one would be allowed to stay. Many ministers were held up by the imperial guards and threw them out of the city gate. No one knows what is going on. In the past, people’s impression of Hakan II was just a child hiding in the palace. No one would have thought that he would make such a decision, let alone that he could call a party together. The imperial guards who were loyal to him did not hesitate to carry out his orders.

"If you want me to say that the little emperor has changed, do you see it? He is like a different person."

An Iron Wolf mercenary in a fire-red suit sat on the other side of the tavern and whispered to his companions beside him: "He sent us to deal with the Wizarding Club. When he turned around, he called some imperial guards and replaced all of us. Our Iron Wolves fought **** battles with the cultists in the desert outside, but Hakan took the opportunity to clear us out of the royal city, and we were abandoned!"

"We should let Captain Ashila know that the current King Hakan II is no longer the kid she found in the rainforest of Kurast! He has become a reckless tyrant and wants to convince Captain Ashila. Now it’s not the time to be loyal to the emperor, and we are no longer the emperor’s personal guards. For the iron wolf, Hakan II must be pulled down from the throne!"

Several Iron Wolf mercenaries complained to the emperor, which was a very dangerous omen. Generally speaking, in Zelin's memory, the last generation of Nilfgaard's Fergus emperor died at the beginning of the coup d'état, and it was the usurper who bought the Janissaries.

"I knew you were still in the tavern." A woman's voice appeared at the entrance of the tavern. Zelin turned her head, and the woman in the same red dress as the Iron Wolf mercenary pressed the scimitar on her waist with one hand and passed through Crowded crowd.

The fiery red tulle shirt is covered with a thick chain mail, and under the long skirt is also very defensive metal boots and leggings. Perhaps because of the hot weather in the desert, the armor only covers the important parts, exposing the thighs, arms and chest. Like the other Kartims, this woman also wears a translucent tulle turban, which is entwined on top of her head and rises up half a meter. The woman walked to the iron wolf mercenary's wine table, pinched her tight waist with her other hand, and frowned.

"How much did you drink?"

"We are on vacation, Captain Ashela." An Iron Wolf mercenary spread out his hands innocently: "We won't be on duty until tomorrow."

"Kasin Outpost lacks manpower. It is at the forefront of dealing with the Wizarding Society. Your vacation has been temporarily cancelled. I will tell the quartermaster to remember your vacation and count it up to the next time." At the wine table, he picked up a wine glass and raised his head and drank the beer in it: "Hurry up, Iron Wolves, the form is not very good. Before defeating the Wizarding Society, we may have to put out ten thousand points of energy. Go ahead. Go to the quartermaster to get your weapons. By the way, you can get an extra week of commission from him. This is what you deserve in return."

Several Iron Wolf mercenaries mumbled and stood up, scratching their heads and walked out of the hotel.

Ashila watched the mercenary walk out of the tavern, looked around, and finally turned her gaze to Zelin, who was drinking and drinking in the corner.

Zelin retracted his gaze and focused on the glass of wine that had been drunk for almost an hour. When he put down the wine glass, wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth, he saw a pair of hands wearing thin leather fingerless gloves pressing on his desktop.

"How long have you been eavesdropping here?"

Zelin looked up along his arm and saw Ashila squinting her eyes slightly, carefully examining him.

"Well, how did you come to this conclusion?" Zelin raised his eyebrows: "I'm just sitting here. I can't decide what sound is coming to my ears nearby."

"You are suspicious, sitting alone in a corner drinking alcohol and wearing a cloak. You are revealing strangeness all over your body. The most important thing is that you are an outsider." Ashila sat in front of Zelin and looked up and down. Lin: "Where are you from and why did you come to Kartim? If you think this is offensive, please forgive me. I must figure out the origins of the outsiders pouring into the city. And, you are not ordinary people, ordinary people do not There will be such eyes. Are you a demon hunter in the land of fear?"

"But I see that there are many refugees in the city. Will the Iron Wolves examine their identities one by one?" Zelin did not answer directly, but asked instead. He saw Ashila frowning, so he stretched out his hands: "Sorry, just curious."

He didn't want to offend the locals when he first came to a place. Such disputes are meaningless and unnecessary.

"We rescued these refugees from the Wizarding Society. They are villagers in the villages near Kartim. They have just escaped from the Wizarding Society's claws, so we understand these refugees." Ashila leaned forward slightly and stared directly at her. Demon Hunter: "But why did you come to Kartim? What is your identity?"

"I'm from Canduras. The Wizarding Society has caused some tragedies in Kanduras. I and other people in the area killed some cultists. Later, we found the order book on the cultists, and we knew that the wizards would do it. The headquarters and their leader are near Kartim." Zelin said slowly. He stared at Ashila's deep eyes, the vigilance in them gradually disappeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief. The Iron Wolves were enemies of the Wizarding Society, but he could not determine the extent of this hostile relationship.

"I only came here recently. I entered the city today. It is said that there are wizards in this city, so I want to find out what is going on."

"There will be no traces of cultists in this city. I can be sure of this. Just last week, before all my iron wolves were sent out to fight the Wizarding Society, they had been ensuring the safety of the city streets." Ai Sheila exhaled slowly, she pushed away the chair and stood up: "According to the information I have received, the base of the Wizarding Society is in Alcanas, where there are **** performing evil rituals and sacrifices. You are dealing with wizards. An adventurer? It’s not a short journey from Kanduras to Kartim, take this."

With that, Ashila took out a badge.

"In the past, the Iron Wolf badge was never given to outsiders, but we need all the power to fight the Wizarding Society. With it, when dealing with the Wizarding Society, you can seek the help of other iron wolves. "

"You are also seeking help from explorers and adventurers? Okay." Zelin took the badge and put it in his pocket: "I hope the wizard will not be able to continue to wreak havoc anywhere in the future."

Just like in Azeroth, the towns of the Alliance and the Horde like to hire adventurers to help them solve problems.

"I heard that the Iron Wolf is the guard of Hakan II, right?" Zelin asked suddenly, "Can you tell me the story of this little emperor?"

Zelin heard a lot of strange rumors, and people's complaints and dissatisfaction mainly came from one direction-the policies of Emperor Hakan II.

Previously, in the impression of other people who knew Kaltim, Hakan II was just an unknown child, and it was usually difficult for people to hear news about him. Last year, when Emperor Hakan died of illness, the child inherited the throne. But in a short period of one year, without anyone noticing, he assembled a loyal imperial guard, and instantly cleared all the ministers in the royal city, regardless of whether they were in Karti. What kind of authority does the empire of Ham and Kagestan have.

"Why do you want to ask about this?" Ashila leaned back and sat up straight: "I can't be like the gossiping people in the tavern, and I can tell him about Hakan II when I meet someone. "

"Even if Hakan II decides to replace you with the imperial guards? Then, I think I might deal with the imperial guards in the future when dealing with the wizarding society. It is said that they have replaced many positions and fortresses? Can you tell me, these imperial guards What the **** is it?" Zelin thought of the complaints from the Iron Wolf mercenaries to the imperial guards that he had just heard. As the leader of the mercenary, it is impossible for Ashila to have no complaints against the imperial guards. Often resentment is the best breakthrough.

Chapter 2693: The Unknown's Secret Letter

Hakan II's approach can be called a legend in some places.

As a little emperor that no one has ever been optimistic about, in just one year, under the eyes of the ministers, he unconsciously organized an army completely loyal to him, and carried out an extremely The successful court coup cleared away the guards of the Iron Wolves left by Emperor Hakan in one fell swoop, and the court ministers who quarreled in the court and did not put him in the eyes. Before many ministers could react, they were expelled from the royal city and crowded in the outer city with the civilian refugees whom they usually dismissed.

In the history that Zelin knows, there has never been a young king who can achieve this level. Usually, they are greeted by a glass of poisoned wine or the pillow of the maid's head. There is only one question whether this can be done-a loyal army.

Before describing the imperial guards to Zelin, Ashila first asked the demon hunter about Kanduras. Fortunately, Zelin did understand Kanduras and experienced the meteor incident, so there was no flaw in Ashila's question.

"I don't know about this imperial guard." Ashila propped her chin with one hand and slanted her eyes to recall what happened a few days ago: "I originally thought that the little emperor had contacted some ministers in private and used their power. The formation of the guards. But then I realized that was not the case. All the ministers were exiled, without exception. No one could learn any clues from the Imperial guards. I sent people to inquire about them, but these people Like the most rigorously trained soldiers, no one even knows what village in Kartim the members of the Imperial Guard were recruited from."

"It's like coming out suddenly?" Zelin thought of something that happened in the past: "You can't even investigate how the guards were recruited, or maybe they weren't Kartim? Maybe it was the army recruited by Hakan II elsewhere?"

"It's impossible, adventurer." Ashila shook her head. "Perhaps it doesn't respect Hakan the Great, but after the demons broke through the city of Trivank and turned Kurast into ruins, Kartim became Kagestan. The last prosperous city in the empire. The city of Coogir is too remote, and people there may not know who the emperor is. No one wants to join the army. Back then, Emperor Hakan relied on our mercenary group to enter Kartim and frighten those Aristocrats who want to betray their independence. As far as I know, Kejistan has not had any plans to recruit an army for more than ten years, at least...the royal family did not."

"Is the royal family?"

"Mage tribe, merchant alliance, aristocratic private soldiers, and Pastor Zakarum." Ai Xi Ram stretched out her fingers expressionlessly: "Everyone has private soldiers, and Emperor Hakan signed a contract with Iron Wolf. We are here to serve as his imperial guard, but, until now, everyone wants to know where this weird imperial guard came from."

"So...I understand."

Zelin nodded.

No army can appear out of thin air, let alone a serious and well-disciplined elite unit. This must be a premeditated coup d'etat, and someone is behind it. The coup of Hakan II killed all ministers and expelled Pastor Zakarum and representatives of the Chamber of Commerce. No one benefited from it, except the little emperor himself.

But if the little emperor really had the ability to do this kind of thing... it would be too counterintuitive.

Unless this is really a kid who can be called the top political genius in many worlds.

"If you know what they are from and what you want to do, you can tell me immediately." Ashira pushed aside the chair and stood up slowly: "But the most important thing is that if you get clues related to the Wizarding Society, tell me immediately. I, this is the top priority right now. The Iron Wolf camp is under the city on the right side of the city gate, and you can find us there."

"No problem, as long as I have news, you must be the first to hear."

Kaltim's situation is different from Zelin's expectations.

There was chaos everywhere. The imperial court had stopped working. The emperor blocked the palace and refused to see anyone. There were murderous and arsonist cultists everywhere. The imperial guards ignored this, and only the mercenary group left by the old emperor was left. Protecting the people with due diligence.

They want to warn others, who can they warn?

"Hello, friend." A glib emphasis came into Zelin's ear: "Are you a person living in the camp on the top of the mountain outside the city?"

Zelin raised his eyes vigilantly, hiding his other hand under the table, and touching the shoulder of Ebony Blade.