The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Huh?"

"Don't forget, you still owe me a lot of things." Zelin glanced at Li Min's clothes: "So, I suggest you prepare a replacement for yourself before considering these things. Don't tell me , You actually have only this suit all the time?"

"How come? I have so many clothes that I can't even count them." Li Min's defense was pale and weak, she paused, and suddenly asked seriously: "Since you have returned, why are you not in New Tristram? Wait for us? Do you hate to see me?"

Zelin realized that this was where Li Min wanted to know the answer.

"Where is Vera? Will she come back?" Li Min swept away the playfulness on her face. She walked up to Zelin, raised her eyes, and looked at the Demon Hunter, "We are all fighting together, aren't we friends yet? Does she really hate me? Linden and Komike are gone too, they go to Westermah, will they really come back?"

As she said, she slowly lowered her eyes, her voice getting smaller and smaller.

Not at all like Li Min, who was so confident before.

Zelin sighed. Li Min always didn’t care about her past at all, and would never mind telling others that her family had abandoned her. People in her hometown thought she was a cursed child. The classmates and teachers in the Sari Sanctuary also treated her As the source of the disaster. She always showed that she didn't need any companions, she was the only savior and could solve all the troubles.

But in fact, when people around her encounter danger and trouble, she always goes up to help. When the demons invade, she will help every unfamiliar town and village against the enemy without receiving any reward. Even on the battlefield of the Bastine Fortress, she will take the lead every time, and will let the soldiers come forward and attack when the demon general who is the most threatening to ordinary soldiers is solved, and the demon soldiers are thrown into chaos and defeat.

She has always been proud and confident, but in fact, she used her actions to show that no one cares more about friends and people around her than she does. She is just a young man who is less than twenty years old, but in her life, she has never felt the warmth of the group, only spurning, disgust and hatred.

After experiencing the feeling that has never been received before, who would want to lose again and return to that cold and lonely world?

"Relax, Li Min, I assure you, this is just a coincidence. I waited for you in New Tristram for a week, but this morning, I knew that the portal was about to open, so I left the town. Come here. If you come here tomorrow morning, you will see me waiting for you at the gate of the town." Zelin spread his hands out: "You can go and ask anyone in the town if what I said is true. As for Vera, when she parted with me, she promised to come back. After reporting to the order, she will come as fast as possible, you know? When parting with me, she even learned from you Just joking."

"Really?"

"Believe it or not is in your hands, but the facts will prove that I am telling the truth." Zelin replied seriously: "We can make a bet to see if what I said is true."

"What is the bet?"

"Does this still need a bet?" Zelin asked rhetorically.

"Of course!" Li Min grinned. She grabbed Zelin's arm and shook it left and right: "The bet is, you will continue to play with me in the future, how about? I have been playing cards with Elena on the way. She always loses to me, now it's my turn to beat you! That's the deal, lest you run away after losing too much! Don't even want to run, old man."

At dusk, the portal in the sky is particularly eye-catching.

Francesca stood steadily under the portal, looking at the young girl smiling and holding Zelin's arm. It was the figure she saw in the telescope.

Closing his eyes, the wizard warlock concealed the urge to grit his teeth and roar very well, which was not elegant at all. She thought that Zelin was the only one who came here, but there was a second one here.

Demonstration?

With a sneer in her heart, Francesca showed the most standard and gentle smile, coughed lightly, and interrupted the conversation between Li Min and Zelin. Li Min turned his head and looked at Francesca with an unexpected look.

The elf glanced at Li Min and immediately made a judgment in his heart.

A young, beautiful and energetic girl, wearing a robe, may be magical.

An opponent who may be a little troublesome.

"Fortunately meeting." Francesca walked to the two of them and stretched out her hand to put Zelin's arm around: "Why don't you introduce your friend to me, dear?"

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ps: Yesterday I wanted to say that Diablo 4 came out. Not surprisingly, in 2017 Blizzard released a pre-order for an official novel called The Return of Lilith, but the novel was cut off later. It now appears that the parts that were chopped off before have been taken back again.

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ps: Carnival showed Li Min’s poster at the Diablo 4 booth, but I don’t know why the actual demonstration gave me the feeling that it happened after three generations and decades, when Nephitian had passed away...I guess In the demonstration, it was the elderly Loras. Although I really want to continue to play the three-generation protagonist in the four-generation, this is not a dark style

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ps: Do I have too many chapters? Now every time you upload a chapter, you have to wait a long time for the web page to react.

Chapter 2798: Liya's Pain

Tyrael's vision and efforts to establish the Horadim Order gave Zelin another idea.

Perhaps this can be like establishing a small but efficient contact with Skyrim's Winterhold Academy. The sanctuary is very dangerous. The followers of the devil infiltrate every corner of the world. He does not want the Burning Hell to threaten his world, just as he does not want his actions in Azeroth to attract the demons of the Burning Legion. But in the past few months of fighting and getting along side by side, Zelin saw that Tyrael was indeed worthy of the title of Archangel of Justice.

If the Sanctuary really has something that can help the portal, or help Francesca to research the portal, then they need a stable communication channel and portal location.

The last two Helllords have been defeated, and Adria's plot to resurrect Diablo has also failed. If Horadim is there, the sanctuary will gradually become safer. Tyrael believes that **** will be plunged into a civil war, and within a few hundred years, the devil may not be able to reappear a demon king who can rule the hell.

Li Min looked at Francesca's appearance, especially after looking at the pointed ears of the elf a few more times, and suddenly realized that he patted his hands: "I remember you! You are the woman who appeared in the mirror? You are actually real. , I thought I saw a phantom."

"This is Francesca, one of the people I am closest to." Zelin coughed lightly, then turned to Li Min: "This is Li Min, a Nephitian, I met in the sanctuary One of his best friends."

"Of course I am a real person. I am standing in front of you now. I am Zelin's wife. I am glad to meet you." Francesca stretched out her hand to Li Min. She glanced at the Demon Hunter with her eyes, and saw Ze Lin did not object or showed any displeased expressions, she was relieved in her heart: "You can call me Francesca, but my friends will call me Enid."

"Li Min, from Xiansai." The magician shook the female sorcerer's hand and shook: "You are Zelin's friend? Then, you must know how to play cards, right? Great, I am early. I just want to compete with more people!"

There was confusion in Francesca's smile.

But Li Min didn't care about these.

"Let's go to New Tristram, it's late, Tyrael is still waiting for us, and he said he will call a meeting tonight."

"A meeting?"

"Yes, to discuss the future development of the New Horadim Order."

For many people, this may be just a secret meeting of a group of wandering mages, mad believers, and mad scholars. Perhaps no one in New Tristram will realize that the latest group of people living in the town helped them resist. At the end of the world, the invasion of **** will be wiped out at the edge of the world.

There may be many challenges waiting for them in the future, but for Liya, her challenge has already begun.

"What's the matter with you, Liya?" Elena looked at the somewhat restless Liya curiously: "During dinner today, you were fidgeting all the time. Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you need my help? I know some treatment. The means, whether it is physical or mental."

"Treatment?"

"Well, the savior suffered so many injuries while in the Bastine fortress, but I couldn’t share it for her, so I decided to learn some healing spells to stand up when the savior needed it, instead of just watching. There is nothing I can do about her wounds." Ailena's voice blamed herself: "If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me as soon as possible. I can also help you."

"No, I don't, I'm not just..." Liya was silent for a few seconds and lowered her head: "I'm fine, but I didn't sleep well last night."

"Well, then you have a good rest, do you need me to tell Kane?"

"No, no, thank you, Elena."

With the sound of the door closing, the witch left the room.

In the evening, another visitor came to New Tristram. This is nothing in the eyes of many people. Many years ago, there were often outsiders, explorers, treasure hunters, and immigrants. It is normal for an adventurer's woman to come here. Other people will only regard it as a good thing. Who can be unhappy if they have been away from home for so long and now see their loved ones?

But his wife...

Liya held her forehead and sighed in pain.

She kept hiding and didn't want to meet her. She really didn't know how bad this would be, what an embarrassing scene. At that time, who looks like a noble lady, what would he do if he knew what happened to her and Zelin? Cry? Angry? Yelling at her?

If other people in the sect knew about her, what would they think of her?

Liya was only twenty years old. When in Kartim, she heard more than once that a nobleman had a lover outside, and was chased by the wife of the family and fled into the grain barn. At that time, she would listen to stories like this with a smile and inquire about what happened to the protagonist in the story. This was a very interesting pastime.