The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Should we stay here for another day?"

"Good idea."

Chapter 788: White Hair

The group of people rode all the way, and came to a vast, beautiful lake. The surface of the water was slightly rippling and glowing with crystal-like luster. Arthur looked towards the middle of the lake and saw a beautiful sword wrapped in white silk.

"Look, that's the sword I told you about." Merlin said.

Suddenly, they all noticed a girl showing up and walking on the lake.

"Who is that girl?" King Arthur asked.

"That's the fairy of the lake." Merlin replied.

—————— "Death of King Arthur" Sir Thomas Mallory

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The breeze blew across the water, and the undercurrent in the pool surging, as if the silk ribbons were fluttering and dancing in the early morning mist. The oars creaked rhythmically, bathed in the waves of the oars turning up. The reeds in the swamp swayed gently, dancing with the breeze. The caught fish leaped in the fish, making a pattering sound.

The fisherman cursed, pulling the net rope on his boat, trying to free it from the entangled water weeds at the bottom of the lake. He didn't know how many times this was. The fishing net was hung between the shipwreck and the water weeds, so that the fish trapped in the net took the opportunity to slip away, not only failed to catch the fish, but also lost the bait.

Kenney, the man who had fled from the north, kept complaining about his bad luck. It is estimated that he will be living on sour dog meat tonight. He doesn't remember how many times this is the first time he should have been caught by the net. The fish escaped, or fell on the root of the tree while chasing the prey.

To be honest, he knew nothing about the South. Just a few years ago, he claimed to be the people of Sintra, and led them by the lioness Queen Carrance of Sintra. Now, that area is called the Sintra Province of the Empire. But recently, he didn't know what it should be called. He had had enough of the days when soldiers passing by all day asked about the name of the land. When he saw the man in black, he called the Sintra province. When he saw the rebels, he called the Sintra Golden Lion. If the northern army came, who knew how much he would remember. Names.

But as long as the wrong name is called, who knows what it will end up. Some people have been hacked to death at home as a betrayer in the north, or arrested in prison as a spy in the north because they called the wrong name.

Fortunately, immigrants are allowed within the empire. Many people living south of the Yaruja River fled to the south to escape the war. Kenley is one of them. The empire has a lot of land. As long as you are willing to live and pay taxes for the governor of the empire on time, no one will care where you are coming from.

"Damn bad luck."

The fisherman continued to complain. He thought he would get a piece of land, just a piece of land where crops could be grown, but when he arrived, he found that the land he was allocated had turned into a muddy land near the swamp. The original land was assigned to a local gang.

Gang, Kenley has passed his **** age, and running around for a living has exhausted his vitality.

But to a young man full of adventurous desire and rich emotions, the gang is as attractive as a magnet to Tie. However, this often becomes the starting point of their destruction. Those who have left the gang with scars on their faces can be said to be quite lucky. Those gang members who are not so lucky are tortured, hanged, beheaded, or burned.

This thing is not rare in the north, but he did not expect that there are so many gangs in the southern empire, especially in the provinces conquered by the empire. The war destroyed the economy, and the rebellion added fire to it. More and more young people are joining gangs. They occupy the mountains and forests or robbery everywhere.

Unlucky.

Kenley could only admit that he was unlucky, thinking that the empire should be a rich and peaceful place where everyone has land and property, and everyone can have money. Those pastors all said the same. The missionaries from the south have been telling them how beautiful the south is. Compared with the shabby north, the south is heaven. But when the fisherman came to the south, he wanted to make money near the swamp to avoid gangs and gangsters.

Dragging the fish basket, the fisherman tied the fishing boat to the wooden stakes beside the lake, and dragged his tired steps back to the house with moss and weeds. He had better return home before dark. Patrol guards in nearby towns often couldn't find the way to this swamp. On the contrary, the tax collector never forgets how to go this way, at least until the tax is collected. It won't.

But at this moment, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind. He had to hide in the nearby grass, at least to the side of the road. Some of the tips for living in the north are still useful. A rider won’t be full of steps when he sees people on the road.

"Hi, you!"

Riding on the horse was a girl who was about sixteen years old, tall and slender, with dark green eyes and impressive white hair. This is rare, whether it is in the south or the north.

Just a young rider, this was not enough to make people feel scared, but after seeing the people who followed him clearly, Kenley could only put the tip of his tongue against the upper jaw to prevent his teeth from trembling. There were six riders behind, three men and three women. Judging from their clothes and weapons, even Kenley, who had immigrated from the north, knew who these people were.

Rat Gang.

This group of gangs active in the northern part of the empire is known for their ferocity and kindness. They robbed the wealthy merchants and the little nobles, but threw a lot of coins to the local farmers on festivals. They will not kill ordinary farmers and poor people, but everyone who tries to make money by informing and passing the news to the local garrison will be killed at home one night, and the whole family will be merciless. They even became the idols of the local rich and young people in Sern. Of course, the rewards were clearly marked on their heads.

"Tell us, how far is it from crossing the swamp to Falken Village?"

The white-haired girl asked Kenley. There is a bit of northern style in her accent, but not all. The fishermen used their brains, thinking about whether they could profit from it. They didn't seem to know the road to the swamp, after all, no one passed by here all year round. Maybe he can show them the way to the local militia camp.

However, the white-haired girl seemed to see through his mind, she shook the sword in her hand, and the reflection of the sword was extremely dazzling.

When Kenley came back to his senses, he had already said all the places near the swamp. The sound of horseshoes has gone, leaving the fisherman alone on the ground, not knowing that his shirt has been wet with cold sweat.

The seven hundred and eighty-ninth chapter is the fake Xili

Rat Gang.

All kinds of gangs are active in the northern provinces of the empire, and they have become a confidant of every governor of the empire. The most important thing is that they will affect tax collection, and the war ahead is in full swing. Taxes have been raised three times in two years. Of course, all is for war. Although there are many opposition voices in the empire, they think that conquering so much land can not restart the productivity of the land, which is tantamount to emptying the national treasury. However, in front of Emperor Enhill, no one can object, and the Burburn Castle, where political prisoners are held, is already overcrowded.

Of course, this is limited to the northern provinces. Rather than being a province, the conquered area is more appropriately called a colony. However, the southern part of the empire is always so peaceful and peaceful. If it weren’t for the empire fleet mobilized to deal with the sea boar Crazy Quete’s sea plunder, sitting in the tower of the Nilfgard Empire and looking out, who could have imagined it? Out, they are in a war that is engulfing the North and the South.

The sorcerer Ashley van Anachen puts down the telescope and two lenses that he obtained from the merchant of Ofei in her hand, and can make distant things seem close in front of her eyes. This distant country can always bring some novelties. , Whether it is a magic carpet floating in mid-air, or a variety of glass instruments.

"You are still addicted to these exotic toys."

Behind the window, Ferringe Wige was sitting in an armchair, petting a black and white striped cat. The cat squinted, meowed in enjoyment, and stretched again, seeming to be very useful to the witch's strokes. There is a strange fragrance in the house, and Serekania is famous for its bohemian desert people and intoxicating spices. As one of the most famous sorcerers in the empire, Ashley is naturally qualified to enjoy such a life.

"Because this thing doesn't need magic." Ashley put away the binoculars. "I'm about to replace the carriage with Overiel's magic carpet."

The magic carpet, an expensive one-time item that is worthless after the rune power is exhausted. But Wei Ge still closed her mouth, how Ashley squandered gold is her own problem.

"What's wrong with your hair?"

"I made a new hairstyle." Ashley rubbed her shiny and fluffy curls. "I hate being static."

"If you just use this hairstyle, sit on the magic carpet and float into the academy or the palace." Fringeira Wiggle smiled "Those alchemists and astrologers..."

"Please, it's already the thirteenth century. It's time to break those traditional superstitions and let the old guys in the academy understand what it means to keep up with the times." Ai Xilai carefully put the binoculars into the wooden box paving the bright red silk. "I won't go to the palace like this. The emperor will take my head and hairstyle off my neck and kick it into the sea as a ball."

Ashley made a joke, but Wei Ge found it difficult to laugh.

The prosperous imperial capital also has streets where the bodies of executed prisoners are hung.

"So you haven't been to the palace during this time...?" Fringeira considered every word she uttered. Otherwise, wait until she or what they have done is discovered by the emperor's servants. Just kidding. They will be treated as traitors and executed on the execution ground.

"I understand." Ashley's right hand stroked the sapphire ring on her left. "The man in the palace, I heard the news."

It doesn't need to be too clear, everyone who is still in Nilfgard's capital now knows who that person is. Shilia, the subjugated princess from Sintra, is now in the palace. It seems that in a few days, she can become the queen of the empire and at the same time be crowned with the crown of the queen of Sintra. People are talking about this girl who came from the north but has become admired by thousands of people.

"She was secretly transferred to Skaneburg. The astrologer named the emperor who found Hiri was thrown into the dungeon."

Ferringe Wige stopped her hand movement, the cat yelled twice, jumped off the witch's thigh, ran to the sun-lit carpet by the window a few times, and stretched again.

"Something went wrong."

"That girl, no matter who she is, that is not what the emperor wants." They are all smart people, able to understand complicated magic, and they can also sort out what they need from the chaotic events. They knew how eager the Emperor Enhill was to get the girl named Siliya "Someone deceived the emperor."

This is not a happy conclusion.

Everyone thought that Cyriya was in the palace of the Nilfgaard Empire, preparing to become the queen of the empire, but now, she has conclusive evidence that Cyriya in the palace is fake.

Obviously, there are also people in the empire who want to get this girl, and even present a fake Cilia for this, to deceive Enhill. Fringeira did not know how Enhill distinguished the authenticity, but she was glad that she was not a member of the gang that deceived the emperor at this time. As far as she knew, the astrologer's tone was not so tight, and she was tortured for several days. Torture should be able to dig up some information.

But in any case, there is obviously a gang in the empire who is fighting against the emperor for their own purposes.