The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Similar to a group of Nords?"

"No...ah, I can't tell you. I think it's probably not. Isn't there an academy in the Nordic territory?"

"But the ancient dark elves helped them build it. Does it have anything to do with the Nords?"

Zelin sighed, "Do you and Gnaiya...have a personal conflict?"

"Private conflict? No, of course not." Virginia glanced down reluctantly: "If she doesn't come to trouble me, I'm not in the mood to conflict with her. If she can treat me a little bit With respect, I think we’ll get along well. Best, she can correct some... not so good Nord habits. It’s been so long, and she doesn’t know how to stop when others are talking. Interrupt?"

"This...probably a way to show closeness?" Zelin scratched the back of his head: "Gnaiya doesn't like going around in circles."

Although there is no problem most of the time, there will inevitably be some conflicts when people from different worlds, different lives, cultures and beliefs stay together. Most of them can tolerate each other, or are simply curious about other peculiar cultures. For example, Xisali wants to learn about the ancient tree rumors about Rhodes from Hillis more than once. After studying the beliefs of Meritelli, Oregaard prepared to go to the temple in Aland to inform the priests that she had evidence that the goddess Meritelli was actually a Naaru representing the Holy Light. The faith of the Holy Light and Meritelli Faith belongs to the same origin.

Fortunately, Altea, who was also a follower of the Holy Light, stopped her, and Tess temporarily locked her up in the name of possible religious conflict.

Zelin only learned about this later and figured out why he hadn't seen Olegar in Baihua Valley during that period of time. Considering the breadth of Meritelli's belief in the world of demon hunters, Tess also forbids Orega to go to Zelin, so as not to cause the locals to resent the Holy Light Sect.

"Then I would rather she didn't show me closeness." Virginia shrugged, "Well, Amelia and I are going to Osenfurt to wait for your good news. It just so happens that I also want to talk to the local auction house. Let’s talk about auctions and hope that their handling fees will be cheaper."

When Zelin left, Virginia bent down and touched the top of Amelia's head, showing a friendly smile.

"Don't touch me like this." Amelia slapped Virginia's hand unhappily.

"I'm not malicious, I just want to find out..." Virginia glanced at the direction Zelin was leaving, and asked tentatively: "The dozen or so you said... Really? How did you know?"

Amelia rolled her eyes and smiled at Virginia: "You want to know?"

"Yeah." Virginia nodded vigorously. "Tell me, go back and buy you something delicious."

"Haha..." Amelia chuckled dryly, then curled up the opening and put away her smile: "I won't tell you."

According to Amelia’s intelligence, the wild boar army’s camp is located to the north of Osenfurt, and they are still stationed to the north. It stands to reason that these mercenaries should be thrown into the frontline battlefield of the Ponta River in winter, and they would rotate with the soldiers on the defense line to prevent the Nilfgadians from launching a sneak attack when the winter river freezes.

But the recent battlefield has fallen into a weird stalemate.

Nilfgard’s generals stopped their offensive, and the Northern Allied forces stopped their counterattacks. Both sides are constantly strengthening fortresses, building camps, cutting down trees, and accumulating more strategic materials and food. It seems that as long as they don't starve to death, the opposite party will starve to death first. In Redania, you can see many idle mercenaries, all of whom were hired by King Ladovide V. Perhaps because of other considerations, Queen Milena-or the aristocratic council that really held power-did not order them to be dissolved.

Before getting close to the location, Zelin saw the large manor appearing on the horizon. This is a standard Ridania style manor. Two-story mansion, red tiles and blue bricks. A tall stone wall encloses the private garden belonging to the owner of the manor, blocking the prying eyes of all lowly civilians.

The slender beast pupil tried his best to collect the moonlight to help him see clearly the content of the note in his hand.

The wild boar army occupied this manor a month ago.

Garin Manor was established two hundred and forty years ago. At that time, a Hatch traveler named Joson Garlin came to this land. He was a traveler, writer, and drunkard. The grassland with flowers in full bloom, the cool shadows under the leaves and the golden wheat fields slanted by the sun made him linger, so he decided to stay, and soon won the hearts of other neighbors with the wine he brought from his hometown.

It is estimated that this traveler would not have thought that it is not just him who will be attracted.

"Hi!"

A man's lazy voice appeared behind the wall: "Look at what this is? A poor man who got lost?" He walked out from behind the wall and opened his arms to Zelin: "You are too lost and you are going to leave soon. In hell!"

Zelin looked up and down the guy who appeared in front of him. He was wearing a loose cotton robe, with a mustache on the corners of his mouth, and his hair was shaved. Only a strand of long hair on the top of his head was tied into a braid and hung over his face: "I know the way to hell, because not long ago I Just came back from the gate of hell."

The man froze for a moment: "What?"

"No, it's okay." Zelin waved his hand: "I'm here to find Ogild and tell me about it. The person who came to find him for the bill has returned."

"The wild boar army never owes debt." The man pinched his waist with both hands: "You can go now."

"I know one of you, Kluvette, I once helped him when he was in danger, you can call him out."

Zelin remembered that he once helped a delivery man of the wild boar army, and now he hopes that this man is still alive.

During the war years, the life of mercenaries was usually precarious.

"Don't make trouble for him anymore, I remember this demon hunter, Ruslan, he and Kluvert delivered the goods together."

Women in purple dress step by step down the stairs of the manor.

"Really? You can't admit it, Adela?" Ruslan turned her head and laughed loudly: "Aren't all the demon hunters carved out of a mold? The expression is stiff like wood. Not as good as the elf statue upstairs!"

"If you say I'm joking again, I'll stab your **** with a dagger!" Aide stretched out her pinky finger: "Fuck off, what about the others in the manor? Why no one continues to drink? How long do we have to wait, quickly Click to ask the owner here."

After driving away the man guarding the door, Adela walked to Zelin.

"I remember that you talked to our boss last time?"

"Yeah, but I didn't realize at the time that I might be involved in something." Zelin shrugged, "Your boss seems to owe a terrible person, and now, his creditor is starting to give me money again. Asking for trouble, because I said before that he made a deal with him, and he gave me equivalent things, and then I came to help him collect the bill...Although I don’t think he gave me anything equivalent, But he took away what was very important to me in exchange for me to help him continue to collect the bills."

"It sounds like you were cheated."

"Yes, I do feel this way." Zelin nodded, "However, I don't know anything about that person, so I came to Ogild, not just to collect debts. By the way, I want to understand. Who on earth did he provoke and involve me and even more people in this vortex."

"It's because you helped Kluvert..." Aidela narrowed her eyes slightly, crossed her arms and looked at the demon hunter: "Chief Ogild is in the manor. Lou, the banquet has not ended recently, and he is very unhappy. If you are cut off by him, don’t blame me for not reminding you.”

"Banquet?"

"The cook ran away, and the rest of the people made a lump of shit, that's it."

Chapter 2844 Debt of the Master of Mirror

This is the second time Zelin has seen Ogild.

"Go and get us some wine and snacks."

Ogild Dama sat down on the bench, leaning back against the cushion. A young woman in an emerald green dress nodded at him timidly, then turned and walked out of the living room.

When Ogild was found on the second floor of the manor, he was supervising a craftsman carving a stone statue.

Zelin looked at the young girl's leaving back, then retracted his gaze, and looked at Ogild: "You seem to know that I will come?"

In the next room, the sound of the men and women of the Wild Boar Army drinking and clamoring through the wall faintly reaches the ears.

"I know someone has broken into my house, and the warlock is asking me for trouble." Ogild stretched out a finger and wore a gold ring on it: "I also know that the demon hunter also changed his job to become a thief. . Come on, what did you steal from my family villa?"

"Actually, I just found something interesting." Zelin said: "The use of black magic violates the Treaty of Novigrad. Of course the Warlock Order will investigate you. And, I also know that you have summoned the devil, and The devil signs a contract to trade. You summon the man of glass to make a wish for wealth and immortality."

"How did you know?" Ogild's expression remained unchanged, there was no anger, no surprise, only calm, as if he was just talking about something that had nothing to do with him: "Who told you?"

"Your wife Alice."

"Alice?" Ogild raised his eyebrows: "Well, what then?"

"A man who claims to be a mirror master wants me to come to you to collect debts. Do you know where he is?" Zelin asked, "He took away something very important to me. Time is pressing, but I am completely I couldn't find him. So, I came to you."

"Do you think I will help you?" Ogild asked rhetorically.

Suddenly, a cunning and round voice appeared in the room with only two people.