The Journey of the Demon Hunter

With a muffled hum, the force from his leg told Zelin that his counterattack was successful. The demon hunter immediately exerted force on his waist, turned and shook his arms, the silver nails on the gloves reflected cold light.

Pop!

The assailant who bent down was hit in the temple, rolled around in midair, and fell heavily to the ground.

The assailant fell to the ground. The demon hunter squatted down, grabbing the assailant’s collar with one hand and confining his neck like iron tongs. With the other hand, he drew out the dagger at his waist and pointed the tip of the blade down at the enemy’s. Back of head.

The attacker patted the floor with his hands: "Wait!"

Zelin was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have heard this sound not long ago.

"It's you?" He let go of his hand, stood up and took two steps back.

The attacker got up, she turned around, Kara Yekage wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and stared at the demon hunter angrily: "This is how the demon hunters greet their allies?"

"But this is not a good place to say hello. You were attacking me with a sickle just now." Zelin still did not relax his vigilance: "Why would a necromancer come here?"

"And I also want to figure out why a demon hunter appeared in the stronghold of the wizarding cultists." The necromancer looked a little embarrassed, and she straightened her collar: "I think I put a scythe on my neck. , It will be safer."

"But you picked the wrong target. I followed a group of cultists and came here." Zelin's gaze crossed Carla's shoulder and found the remaining cultists in the room inside. These cultists were pierced and nailed by bone spears. On the floor: "I want to find their specific stronghold. I follow the wizards all the way to here. I think it should be mentioned in Maitan's letter that I am dealing with the wizards. But what about you?"

"I'm stalking the Knights Templar." Kara Yeying gave Zelin an unexpected answer: "My friend, Norek, he is a mercenary from Lu Goin, but in my He was caught while sending the letter to the swamps in the south. The guards told me that he was sentenced to death for murder and sent to the Knights’ prison to serve. He is an excellent warrior and would never use his sword against him. As a quasi-ordinary person, he can only attack monsters. So, I have to find the reason and rescue him."

"The Knights Templar have something to do with the cultists of the Wizarding Society?" Zelin raised his eyebrows: "Is there any evidence?"

Johanna would be very interested in this matter.

"No, but the Templars and the cultists of the Wizarding Society are all related to a nobleman." Cara stretched out a finger: "Lord Wyton, I found a power of attorney on a cultist. It was just signed. Yes. The signature is Lord Wyton."

"Wait? Just left?" Zelin suddenly thought of those who left: "They may have left here a few minutes ago, I saw them!"

Chapter 2758: Attackers of the Night

Johanna stood on the street in the black market, moving her shoulders uncomfortably. She is a warrior, and this dress has never been related to her. Although she still wore a better-fitting leather attendant's suit, it just made the originally very unfitting clothes more crowded.

"Oh, dear, look at the woman over there, what kind of woman would make herself look like this?"

"Who knows, how can a woman with a normal mind dress herself up as a soldier, huh~"

"It's a pity, it's okay to look like...Who did she come with? Was she thrown here?"

On both sides of the street, some swaggering women, fanning their fans, stood on the side of the road and whispered to Johanna, their voices kept at a level just right for people to hear. Johanna wandered among the stalls next to the cult headquarters, pretending to be interested in the goods on the stalls, but kept paying attention to the exit of the room all the time, watching if anyone came out of it.

She really wanted to argue with the members of the Zakarum Church, but considering what they had to do, Johanna was a good cover for her dissatisfaction with them.

Suddenly, a person passed by Johanna like the wind.

"Come with me, Johanna, we are leaving."

Qiao Hanna turned around and looked at Ze Lin's back curiously.

"What did you find?"

Zelin didn't stop, he strode towards the exit, but waved his hand: "I will explain it to you when I get on the carriage."

Upon seeing this, Johanna didn't ask much, she immediately followed.

"Sure enough, she was abandoned by her own man, really poor girl, why didn't she know how to dress herself up? She looks pretty good too..."

"I often go outside to buy jewelry, and my man will also give me money, but I am always curious. He seems to be more interested in jewelry than me."

"Really? But it's better than mine. Look at my necklace. It's been several years..."

Their conversation was quickly left behind.

There were many carriages parked beside the alley outside the exit. Adelin was wearing a blue linen shirt, leaning back on the driver's seat, and covering his face with a peaked cap to block the sight of the surroundings.

When Zelin and Johanna entered the black market in disguise, Edlin also put on the clothes of a coachman, dressed as a coachman driving for a nobleman. In Westmar, there are more nobles than in other places. This kingdom has experienced a dynasty change and a peasant uprising. After the Gasdian family took the place of Lakis's bloodline on the throne, in order to seek support, he gave the nobles more rights and awarded many followers as lords. Later, a woman from the country overthrew the king and was crowned queen. Later, after King Connelius was restored, he chose to appease the domestic power. Those nobles appointed by the country queen were also recognized, and many controversial The family, all were named Lords.

In Westermah, there is never a shortage of rich Lords, even merchants, as long as they are willing to swear allegiance to the royal family and pay a sum of money on time, they can get the title of Lord.

Seeing Zelin coming out, Adelin immediately sat up and pressed his hat on top of his head.

"How is the situation?"

"Go, go forward, then turn left, I'm going to chase someone!" Zelin pulled the car door. As soon as he got in, Johanna squeezed in: "Hurry up, they are one step ahead of us!"

"Who makes you so nervous, my friend? You haven't answered my doubts." Johanna closed the door and asked curiously: "Or, it is not the right time to explain? I should choose a better day. To ask you?"

The carriage slowly left the berth under Adelin's operation. After driving onto the avenue, Adelin flicked the reins with both hands, and the carriage immediately galloped out.

"Lord Wydon." Zelin said concisely: "I found out that he was dealing with the Wizards, and there is evidence that he is also related to the Knights Templar."

"Wait, we are chasing a nobleman?" Adelin asked loudly, "Do you know what you are doing?"

In Westermah, the power of nobility far exceeds that of Kartim. Every king is expanding the rights of the nobility in order to win their support. Without prejudice to the rights of the royal family, the rights of farmers are naturally compressed. As farmers became increasingly dissatisfied with the royal family, the king had to rely more on nobles and merchants to maintain domestic stability.

"Of course, Adelin. So we have to be faster, stop him before he finds the guards, and he abducts!"

"Don't worry, my friend." Johanna comforted: "If we get evidence of his collusion with the wizard, there will be no law to protect his safety, and we will give him a fair punishment!"

Boom——!

Suddenly, some heavy object fell on the top of the carriage.

"What is it?" Adelin raised his head.

Then, a dark figure turned over and sat on the other end of the driver's seat.

"She is not an enemy." Zelin quickly explained: "She is our ally and is also dealing with the Wizarding Club."

"You didn't find the wrong location." Carla said, "I saw a carriage just passing by. It appeared from the alley you described, and it turned right in front. It may be going to the pier!"

"Can you catch him?" Zelin looked through the small window in front, across between Cara and Adelin, and looked at the carriage in the distance.

"Close to the dock, there is a road with wooden crates piled up. The road is narrowed and he must slow down there. Maintain this speed and don’t follow too closely. When it enters my casting range, I can stay. Live it!" Carla's cold voice was mixed with anger: "I understand Westmar, there are too many goods at the dock, and the sailors have piled the goods on the side of the road. That's where we started!"

Edlin controlled the carriage, maintaining a certain speed, to avoid arousing suspicion of the carriage ahead.

"Oh, we are chasing a famous nobleman, who is said to be the offspring of Lakis. As long as our carriage touches his carriage, we will be arrested, sentenced... hanged, beheaded, and imprisoned for life." Ed. Lin murmured: "...but I don't care, as long as I can kill the thieves' guild, then no one will hunt and kill Linden."

"Relax, my friend." Johanna said, "Unless they can kill me, no one can hurt you while I'm alive."

Soon, a fishy smell from the ocean appeared in the air.

The carriage went around a corner, and Cara raised her ivory dagger: "Speed ​​up, catch up!"

Adelin flicked the reins again, and the horse neighed. The carriage in front seemed to realize that someone was chasing it, and it speeded up. But soon, more stacks of wooden crates and private roadblocks slowed down the speed again.