The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Li Min shook the wine glass in confusion.

"You drank it all, how about it? As I said, this is actually very effective." Zelin filled her with another glass of wine, and at the same time raised his eyes to observe Li Min's face.

The magician's cheeks were reddened, his eyes blurred, his attention lost, and he hiccups from time to time.

She watched with satisfaction as Zelin filled the wine. When it was full, she immediately picked it up and took a big sip, her cheeks bulging like a frog. After the drink stayed in her mouth for a long time, she seemed to have made up her mind and swallowed hard.

"No, there is no effect at all." Li Min scratched his ears and lowered his gaze: "...It's getting harder and harder to drink."

"Drink some more, you will know if what I said makes sense, you must have never drunk before, right?" Zelin also filled himself with a glass: "Take it slowly, you have to wait a while to realize it. This feeling. What happened later?"

"Later, I think about it... She called for a torrential rain, and as a result she emptied all the water nearby, resulting in a three-month more severe drought. At that time, her parents couldn't stand the daughter anymore, so they drove her out Family, maybe~ I was still secretly praying that she walked out of the house and was hit and killed by a carriage. But even for this, she didn’t plan to repent, let alone self-reflection, and always regarded all critics of her as pedantic old stubborns. She is the one who is destined to save the world..."

As she said, she lay on the table, with her head buried in her arms, and whispered: "How many people have I killed...!"

Zelin was silent while holding the wine glass in both hands.

After the war, he had heard some rumors.

The Port of Heimstein, the second largest port of the Great Skellig Islands, suffered a devastating wave during the war. The Skelligians believed that it was a disaster caused by the landing of Nagilfa. The wave swept the entire harbor and killed Two-thirds of the people in the port died, and the bodies of the remaining people were washed back to the shore by the sea only a few days later.

But Zelin was very close to Nagilfa. He knew that the black ship first landed in the Nilfgaard fleet, and then deviated under the attack of a powerful force, hitting the coast of Great Skellig Island. Among all people, only Li Min has such power.

Li Min lay on the table and sobbed for a long time, until she heard the sound of the wine pouring in the glass.

Lifting his red eyes, Li Min looked at Ze Lin and raised his eyebrows: "Why are you still here?"

"We haven't finished drinking yet. Leaving halfway is disrespectful to everyone." Zelin retracted his hand. He was very happy that Li Min looked very depressed after drinking too much. Quiet: "Don't come here anymore?"

Li Min's gaze slowly moved down, moved to the wine glass, and sighed: "Ah... well, go on!"

They drank one drink after another, and there were more and more empty wine bottles on the corner of the table.

Until night fell, Li Min touched the slightly bulging belly and hiccup.

"When are you...?"

She looked at the window suspiciously, the night sky outside the window was dotted with bright stars.

Zelin raised a finger: "Remember, never think about time when drinking. If you have something on your mind, how can you fully concentrate on enjoying the wine? Let's have another glass."

"I feel so supportive... Okay, let's have another one, the last one, and then you quickly tell me, what are you going to say?" Li Min shook his head vigorously, as if to make himself sober. Suddenly, she raised her hand and stared at her white palm in amazement. It seemed that because of drinking too much wine, her skin was a little pale, as if coated with a thick layer of oil powder: "I haven't heard you yet. …Weird, you’re right, I don’t seem to be so dizzy. It’s just that my stomach is a little uncomfortable..."

"Don't worry, that means you are not drinking enough."

Zelin didn't like alcoholism, and he didn't like drunkards who were addicted to life. Doing things requires a certain degree of restraint, but he has always believed that alcohol can help some people open their hearts.

"You are a liar, a big liar!"

"Maybe. But as usual, shouldn't stupid girls be fooled?" Zelin raised his eyebrows: "Come on, I have a... hearsay story. Of course, I don't guarantee the authenticity."

"Story!" Li Min laughed and deliberately emphasized the pronunciation: "How could it be true. Come on, what lie did you make up to lie to me?"

Zelin pondered for a moment, and after considering the language in his mind, he slowly said, "It's like this...I know a person, this person is different from others, he has some friends in high positions. This In his type of race, it seems very abnormal. However, he knows too much, so this creates a problem..."

"Involuntary?"

"It's boring for you to guess like this." Zelin stretched out his hands helplessly: "He knows two kings, and both of them have given him important help in his life and career-one gave him departure and hope. A favorable environment and support for him. The former has a very close relationship with him. The latter is friends with him and has cooperated in many things. He swears to the former that he will do his best to help her accomplish herself His career is just like when she assisted him. For the latter, he promised to help him fulfill a wish. And this king’s wish is to protect his children."

"But, one day, there was a contradiction between the two kings...because of the uncoordinated positions, she assassinated his son when he didn't notice it." At this point, Zelin wiped hard. He lowered his face, blinked, and poured himself a glass: "Sounds silly, right?"

"Yeah, it's really stupid." Li Min licked his dry mouth: "I want to drink some water... Keep talking, I'm listening. After that, what did he do?"

"What do you think?" Zelin didn't answer, but instead asked: "What do you think he would do? Because no matter what he did, he would violate his promises and oaths. No matter what he did, it meant that he had already I can no longer claim with pride that he will never break his promise. So, what do you think? He will use alcohol to soothe his sorrows, stiff and depressed all day long?"

Li Min is a very smart girl. She showed a sly smile, but a dull hiccup broke the smile. The magician covered her mouth, opened her eyes, almost vomiting, and asked in a muffled voice: "But what will he do?"

"He went and told her that he didn't want to see any assassinations anymore. There were two children, a boy and a girl. The boy was assassinated, and he decided to spend his entire life to protect the girl’s safety. As long as he is still alive, She would never be harmed in any way."

Li Min waited, but Zelin closed his mouth.

The magician frowned: "This is the end?"

"What do you think?"

"Is there no... revenge? Contradictions and conflicts? Or self-blame and reflection?"

"Yes, but why should these things show up?"

"But..." Li Min covered the corner of his mouth: "But, at least he has to be sad."

"When an error occurs, do you know what is the most meaningless, Min?" Zelin took a deep breath, looking sadly at the candlelight projected on the wall: "The most meaningless thing is self-confidence. Resentment, self-punishment. Tell me, can my resentment and regret make the dead alive? Can the punishment on myself restore the damage? No, such behavior is meaningless to the injured, right They also don’t have any protection. This has only one meaning, which is to comfort themselves to make their heart feel better. But I think this is a very selfish behavior. When the victim is still immersed in grief, he is responsible for it. People only care about comforting their hearts, immersing themselves in grief, to escape reality."

"I didn't...Um!" Li Min was excited to say something, and stood up with his hands on the tabletop. Then she bent down abruptly, slumped on the bench, and vomited.

As a young man drinking for the first time, Zelin was surprised to drink so much before vomiting it out.

There was a smell of wine in the air.

The innkeeper has long since disappeared.

After a while, Li Min's red face appeared from the other side of the table, her mouth still had pale white vomit, and her chest rose and fell with heavy breathing. She sat back to her position a little bit, holding her head with one hand, as if to prevent a heavy head from falling off her shoulders: "Uh..."

"how do you feel?"

"It's awful...but after vomiting, it's much better."

"My grief is like vomiting, Min." Zelin said at the right time: "This can recover your tumbling stomach, but you can't keep vomiting. There is only one kind of mistake that people can't make mistakes. The fictitious people in the book, only they have no shortcomings, because they are fictitious."

"Huh..." Li Min exhaled for a long time without answering. She just lowered her head, as if she was still immersed in some kind of uncomfortable dizziness.

Zelin didn't say any more, just waiting for her to recover.

It took about five minutes before she spit out a bad breath from her throat.

"You just want me to spit it out, right? It's not a way to drink at all."

"Yes." Zelin admitted simply.

Li Min lowered his head in loss: "You are really cunning, old man. You lied to me again."

Zelin was very happy, Li Min was still able to control his anger.

Loss of control of anger is a sign that a person's character has deteriorated, and this involves the soul. In the past two years, he has summed up this lesson. Once he finds that he cannot control his anger, then he should stop and examine what he has done.

Only by constantly examining yourself can you avoid forgetting your original purpose in the chaotic world.

"But I... what should I do?"