The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Walking out directly, the prison has a small path leading to the sewer in the city, and the sewer has an exit to the city gate." Zelin pinned the ebony blade to the buckle around his waist: "As for you, I went ahead. The Boar Inn, the owner told me that you were asking about Gideon Street yesterday evening and this morning. So I decided to come here and wait for you."

"Could it be that you are..." Johanna frowned one of her eyebrows and raised her tone: "Prison Break?"

Zelin stretched out a finger and put it in front of his mouth: "If you are locked in, it should be called a prison escape. But I shouldn't have gone in, so I can't be called a prison escape. I figured out some things, this matter is a thief. Will be instructed behind the scenes. Moreover, the Thieves’ Guild may be related to some of the people I am following."

"It's because I got you involved in this matter." Johanna said apologetically, "I will help you settle the trouble."

"Don't talk about it yet. I know a captain of the guard. He needs help. Do you have bandages and potions? Come with me. He is here."

There is a small road on the right side of Gideon Avenue. Zelin doesn't know the name of this street. The houses nearby have been abandoned. Living in the upper city is expensive. Not everyone can pay the price. There are only seven dilapidated houses on both sides of this small street, which are very hidden.

Edlin was sitting in a courtyard. Johanna washed his wound with clean water and then wrapped the bandage.

"You can apply this bottle of ointment near the wound, but you have to clean it every day. After four consecutive days, your wound will heal."

"Thank you, ma'am." Adelin sighed softly, "I didn't expect to see a good person like you in this city. Akarat bless you."

"You need to rest first. I have some food here. Eat some. It's good for you."

There are various props in the crusade's travel backpack. While Adelin was eating a piece of dried meat, Johanna walked to Zelin, and the demon hunter kept guarding by the street.

"You succeeded in getting a guard to believe in Zakarum." Zelin said jokingly: "If everyone in Zakarum can be like you, it is estimated that Mephisto has no chance to corrupt your church. But you also seem suitable to be a doctor. Do you think there will be a church composed of scholars and doctors?"

Zelin is talking about healing the church.

"I am not a doctor, and my jihad may never end, so during this long journey, I must be prepared to face all difficult props." Johanna closed her eyes and exhaled slowly: "My horse is outside the city. , The guards did not allow me to lead the horse into the city. There are more wound healing potions and expulsion spell scrolls in my saddle bag. Ah, I hope that after this is over, I can change into an armed suit as soon as possible. Akarat is on. , Um, may your kindness bless my warhammer to smash the skulls of all enemies, oh, Akarat, please bless me."

"When the jihad is over, do you have any plans?"

"End? Maybe I will live to see the end, maybe one day, I will fall in a battle, and then my apprentice will pick up my shield and continue the holy war I failed to complete." Speaking of death, Johanna laughed He said: "Maybe, one day, I will really purify Zakarum’s faith and our holy war will end. But I think...what will I do after it is over? Okay, I I believe there will always be something that can make me justice!"

An endless expedition.

Zelin didn't know if he could stick to an expedition that had no goal, no end, or even know who the specific enemy was like Johanna, and remained enthusiastic all the time. For a demon hunter, this is work, and they are paid, but for the Crusades, her only source of money is the generous donations of believers and the harvest in the wild. Even so, she must put everything into the holy war-maintenance of armor, purchase of potions. Be prepared to fight the **** demons at any time.

Except for the absence of the trial of grass, this may be a harder career than the demon hunter in the past.

"The Wizarding Club." Zelin stretched out a finger: "I suspect that the wizards of Westmar will be cooperating with the Thieves' Guild. There may be some relationship between them. I want to investigate the black market and find the trail of the Wizarding Club. These are. Cultists did a lot of outrageous things in Kanduras and Kartim, and I chased them all the way to this place."

"You also chose a jihad path, my friend." Johanna said, "Do you have a clue?"

"I don't have one, but our friends do."

Zelin and Johanna looked at Adelin together.

"Yes, thank you for your help." The captain of the guard leaned his arm and walked step by step: "When I dealt with the thieves' guild, I have been collecting their criminal evidence, the most obvious of which is the sale of stolen goods. If not framed , I’m almost investigating their loot stronghold. King’s Port is the largest port in Westmar, but the people from the Port Authority have long been bought by the thieves’ guilds. They cover the guild’s black market and help sell those stolen goods. The things that come make them legal. I knew a person before. He was an employee of the Westmar Port Authority. He also hated those robbers. He once contacted me and I think he will help us."

"Is this person reliable?" Zelin asked.

"Do you have any other way?" Adelin asked back.

"Okay." Zelin shrugged: "You lead the way, let's go. I hope your friends can give us some valuable information."

Chapter 2752: The Traitor by the Pillow

There was a fishy smell on the dock.

Unlike the rock houses in the city, the houses here are mostly wooden structures, and the trestle bridge made of logs is covered with seaweed in the erosion of the sea. The columns erected under the water are full of barnacles. A ship was docked in the berth, and the ocean under the gloomy sky was gray, the waves rolled, and white foam was splashing on the flood barrier.

"I shouldn't put a cloak on the outside...Does it look like a smelly canned fish?"

"But your Crusades shirt is too conspicuous, Johanna, we must act low-key."

Walking under the eaves, Zelin followed Adelin, and answered casually the doubts of the Crusades behind him: "In Westmar, everyone will pay attention to the Zakarram Faith symbol beside them, let alone, they must know I used to be with a Crusader, and your logo will attract too much attention."

Zelin once persuaded Johanna to take off her shirt, but the Crusades said that she would rather face the **** lord than take off the symbol of faith. So Zelin lent her a cloak.

"Walking here, we can't walk in through the main entrance of the Port Authority, but I know that usually, the Port Authority has a back door. If there is no personnel transfer, he should be on duty today."

Adelin beckoned behind him, turned and twisted into the lane between the two two-story wooden buildings.

The alleys are full of wooden crates, and Zelin must carefully determine his route so as not to knock them over.

Edlin walked behind the Port Authority, there was indeed a wooden door with a lock on it. He walked to the door and knocked hard.

After a while, a small window was opened on the wooden door, and a pair of vigilant eyes appeared behind, carefully scanning the visitors outside.

"Who are you?"

"It's me, Adelin, from Kingsport. Are you Cody?"

The small window on the door slammed shut.

After a few seconds, Zelin heard the sound of unlocking behind the door.

"Oh, thank goodness, you are finally here!" The wooden door was pulled open, and a young man who looked nervous and uneasy stood at the door: "Quickly come in, quickly! I heard about what happened in King Port some time ago, and thought that thieves were going Will come to retaliate against me! Since you can stand here, in other words, they didn't do anything to you, right?"

Cody stepped aside, and Zelin and Johanna followed Adelin into the Port Authority.

"Is this your friend?" Cody asked curiously as Zelin and Johanna walked by: "What do they do?"

"Thanks to them, I can stand here." Edlin breathed a sigh of relief: "But the situation may not be the same as you thought. The thieves' guild found me, and they put me in prison. But. They helped me. They are also dealing with the Thieves Guild, and they are very powerful. I saw him solve the four thieves in an instant by himself. And this lady, she is a Paladin..."

"It's the Crusaders." Johanna solemnly corrected: "Do you think I look like a paladin?"

"Oh..." Cody looked at Johanna's enthusiasm for a moment less: "You are here to get the black market information, right? I did find it, come with me, according to the shipping bill during this time. , I find that on a certain day, there will be some precious goods in Westermar Port, which are shipped to Kings Port, and they are all ordered by the wealthy of Kings Port."

"Great, we just need it, do you know who the shipper is?"

"It's a **** miser. His house is in the Upper Town, near the Akarat Cathedral."

Cody led them up the steps, and the wooden stairs hummed under his feet.

"If I remember correctly, I'm afraid there will be a batch of goods sent to King Port recently. It is loaded at Pier 5, just north of the port." Cody pushed open the wooden door of the Port Authority Office and walked to the desk. , The heavy book above records the densely packed goods delivery route and time: "I wanted to write to you before, but...but you didn’t reply. I heard that you have a lot of money in your family. Brought by my brother outside, you have a good brother."

"What...?" Edlin slowed down: "My brother sent money home? Isn't he still taking risks outside to seduce women? In fact, this is good, he himself is not willing Those who stay in one place, at least he followed a few powerful and reliable warriors and wizards, knowing that he will not be in danger, I feel relieved."

Zelin was also a little surprised. According to his understanding, Linden didn't seem to be someone who could save money.

"Really? But in Kingsport, everyone knows that your brother is making money outside. He must have found a good way to make money. He sent money home for several months.....This is the list. Look, there should be another one tomorrow. Market transactions, these times are very regular."

Cody handed over the bill, and Adelin was a little worried, but he didn't answer it, so Zelin took it over.

"...So many antiques and treasures?" Zelin looked at the list and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, I thought Westmar had a factory that specializes in fakes. Will it be tomorrow? It seems I should Get involved. Speaking of, I have a very close person. She often says that you should buy something with a sense of age and put it in your home as decorations. I have never bought an antique."

"...It shouldn't be." Adelin said suddenly: "My wife Riya never told me about it. She stayed at home. If Linden sent the money back, how could she tell me? I complained that my family had no money at all? If I could pay the fine, I would have been out of the prison in Kingsport!"

"Huh? How come? Dude, you squatted in prison for too long, your brain is moldy." Cody smiled and patted Adelin on the shoulder: "Last month, I gave you a letter. , Please turn it over to you by your wife..."