The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"There are some..." Geralt put down his glass and just wanted to say something. At this moment, Shi Shiran walked to the side of the tavern with a slender lady in a black dress. Her dark green eyes stopped for a while on Zelin's side, and then fell on Geralt.

"Oh, dear Geralt, won't you introduce your friends to me?" She put her hands on Geralt's shoulders, leaned down, and asked, almost touching his ears.

"This is my demon hunter friend, Zelin." Geralt introduced, "and this is..."

"Fringeira Wigge, Mrs. Wigge." Zelin nodded to the dark green-eyed sorcerer, "Enid mentioned you."

"I hope Mrs. Enid will say something for me in front of others." Fringeira smiled slightly. "Can you tell me how she describes me? I don't think we have known each other long yet."

"Of course, she told me that Duchess Anna has a relative and friend of the sorcerer. I think there is no one else in Towson except you." Zelin nodded. "I feel that I should go back now. It's not early. Geralt, I will also try to find Wigwarts in the north, and after winter, let’s have a chat. Have a good time, madam."

After all, he drank the last bit of wine, turned and walked out of the pub in Buckland.

He won’t stay in Tousant. For a short rest, he will leave with Francesca. The elves can sign a formal contract with Duchess Anna tomorrow. Of course, because of certain things, Tousant’s court There are a few barons missing because of suspected murder. Putting a poisonous snake into the target room is indeed a very hidden assassination method, but these southern killers certainly don't know much about the spellcaster in the north. Not only did Francesca's familiar easily solve the poisonous snakes, but also found it easily. Serpent who puts vipers.

Then it was time for Kenna to prove her ability to Francesca.

Francesca's residence was located near the garden of Buckland Castle. After asking a nearby servant, he quickly found the room where the guest lived. He needs to discuss his departure with the elf and his plan before reaching Skyrim.

Chapter 845 When your heart ignites a flame

"Enid, are you there?"

Zelin knocked gently on the door.

"Wait, I'm...oh, forget it, come in."

Accompanied by a squeak, the door lock was unlocked, Zelin pushed open the door and saw a tabby cat jumping from the doorknob, then jumping to the side window sill, and disappearing into the flowers outside the window in the blink of an eye.

In the house, Francesca was combing her slightly curly blonde hair. She was only wearing a thin pajamas and sitting in front of the dressing table with her back to Zelin.

"I thought you would chat with your friends until midnight."

"I have a concept of time." Zelin rubbed his forehead. Although the trip to Middle Earth did challenge his concept of time, he couldn't understand how this unequal world works. But he doesn't need to understand, he just needs to know that this kind of thing does no harm to him. It seems that since the settlement of Yanan's matter, the portal has become a little strange in some respects, but Francesca didn't care about it. According to her, the ultimate teleportation technique can be teleported in time, but that ancient technique has long been lost. "How about the psionicist I recommend to you?"

"Smart, beautiful, general knowledge, outstanding ability." Francesca put down the sandalwood comb in her hand and took off the pearl earrings from her earlobes. There are many capable people. There are many human beings, and among them, even if the relative proportion is small, there will be more people than elves. Ms. Cerberney has good abilities. I will let her be in Dole Bray Tanner has a position that is safe and allows her to use her abilities."

Suddenly, Francesca smiled.

"Did you know? In the north, only Tamoria and Redania recognize the sovereignty of the Valley of Flowers. The reason given by Hensett of Covind is that he does not recognize countries without inheritance laws."

"What do you think?" Zelin walked to the side of the house and pulled a chair over.

"It's just an excuse for hoping to get more benefits, such as trade preferences." The elf shook his head. "We will return to Mahakam tomorrow. In terms of time, it is a good opportunity to open the channel. They believe that Hundred Flowers Valley can only Relying on their imported goods, they can only rely on their wheat and meat to survive the winter, and they can only do business with them to buy their high-priced agricultural products. Um~ They used to say that the elves are a group of self-proclaimed and arrogant creatures. No, now I want to let them know who is the frog at the bottom of the well. Of course, there are some private matters."

"What's the matter? I know some people over in Skyrim. They should be able to help you." Zelin touched his chin. "Of course, I don't think Stormcloak will cooperate with you. They hate all races except the Nords, yes. The elves are especially serious, to be precise, the long-eared race."

"Well, fortunately, my business should have nothing to do with them." The elf shrugged. "It has something to do with magic. Ada is the only sage among the Elves of Ain Sidi, but she wants to protect the Sapphire elves. If there is a second sage among the elves, we will have more say in the mainland, even if this land is conquered by Nilfgard."

The sage, also known as the knowledgeable, is the name of the group of people with the most powerful magic power in the elves. They are powerful but few in number. With the exception of Ada Emin in the Blue Mountains, Zelin has never seen or even heard of the second elf sage.

"So you plan to...?" Zelin raised his eyebrows

"Sages are not bound by magical powers. I was too young to understand the meaning of this sentence. But after seeing these different worlds, I wonder if this means that sages can ignore the difference in the essence of mysterious energy. The anti-magic metal shackles can stop chaotic energy, but they have no effect on psionicists like Kenna."

"Good idea, so, are you going to learn about the mysterious abilities of other worlds?"

"Yes, that's it." Francesca nodded. "When I was chatting with Virginia, she mentioned that there is a magic order whose magic is related to time. This is a new treasure house. , How can I ignore it."

"But be careful, Skyrim's magic is also dangerous."

Zelin still remembered the trouble that Winterhold College encountered when he first arrived at Winterhold. The aftermath of the magic spread to the entire Skyrim region and lasted for a long time before it subsided. For this reason, Virginia used the staff she got in Labrinxian to rush around the Skyrim, and it took a lot of work to solve the subsequent problems.

"I've always been cautious in the study of magic... Let's rest. Tomorrow I will go to Anna's gazebo to sign the formal agreement, and then we will have to ride two days of horses before we can go back. Oh, yes, you can continue with Let me talk about the story of Skyrim, where did we talk last time?"

"Dawn guard."

"Yes, a lady vampire you know."

"Our focus seems to be a little different."

"Oh, no, dear Zelin, I really want to hear the story of how you dealt with vampires."

On the second day, Francesca brought a treaty signed with the Duchess Anna, most of which were cooperation agreements on luxury goods such as wine. Duchess Anna is very clever in this regard, she decided to rely on the Southerners' ignorance of the North to promote Tousent's wines. Mysterious elves brew, grapes from Baihua Valley and special recipes. She can double the price of such a batch of wine, although it is essentially no different from other wines.

And what Francesca has to do is very simple. She only needs to send some skilled grape workers and elf winemakers to Doussent, and every time she sends a batch of special exquisite wine bottles made by elf craftsmen. .

This is a win-win thing for them. Tousent can launch new wine products, and Baihuagu can get hundreds of craftsman positions. This is a good result for Dole Bretanna, who has a population of only a few thousand.

It didn't take long to return to the Mahakam Mountains. Francesca took Kenna to Baihua Valley first. She wanted to explain what happened during the time she left. Zelin went straight back to the castle. Now everything in the Demon Hunter Academy is on track, especially a successful trial of the grass, which relieved all the Demon Hunters. The only trouble is the attitude of the dwarf elder Hogg, for Zelin wants to acquire the magical land, but Hogg has been reluctant to contact the demon hunter.

The few female warlocks staying in the castle had no objection. Compared with Sinide Island, the only disadvantage here is that there are too few merchants in nearby towns, and these ladies have no chance to choose beautiful clothes and jewelry.

"Next, the academy will ask you to be responsible, George." Zelin packed his luggage, but this time, he doesn't have to worry about running out of materials, because he can get supplies from Heergen's stronghold at any time, so he didn't bring it. There are too many things, just some necessities. The rest can be placed in Helgen’s warehouse and will be picked up when needed.

"Don't worry, I already know how to deal with people asking for news." George and Zelin were sitting on the balcony on the second floor of the castle and chatting. Young Yusevka's body has almost recovered, and she is now in the garden below. Inside, I looked curiously at the dolls who cleaned the garden and trimmed the flowerbeds. On the other hand, Irene helped Yusefka move some equipment from Yanan Clinic into the new clinic. As for Frid, Zelin never knew if she had come back. Even if she did, she was unwilling to show up, the demon hunter probably couldn't find her.

"Should I say where did you go? If someone asks it? I guess you will be away for a while." George spread his hands. I really thought you were dead, you might do something."

"Yeah..." Zelin tightened his lips, half-squinted for a moment. "Just say, I got a commission and went to Serekania."

"Hey, this reason has already been used once."

"Then use it a second time, who would want to see an enthusiastic desert girl only once?"

"Good idea." George waved his hand. "By the way, when you went to the south this time, did you inquire about our master?"

"...No, no, I think he should be in a place further south, enjoying his retirement."

"Then we don't bother him anymore." George leaned in the armchair and sighed. In the distance, the setting sun is casting the last afterglow on the top of Mahakam's mountain. "You said, will this war affect us?"

"Maybe, maybe not." On the top of the mountain in the distance, a few crows were circling.

"Neutral, we have been neutral. But even so, we still have human enemies. The White Rose Knights are not the first, nor the last."

"Neutral does not mean digging a pit and burying yourself. It is called neutral." Zelin thought of the Winterhold Academy in the Skyline Civil War. They have strong magical powers, even if Winterhold is on the side of the Stormcloak rebels. Winterhold’s academy can still remain independent and neutral. "We need enough strength to remain neutral. Kyle Morkhan has failed in the past, and we can’t make the same mistake, George."

"But when there is only the last party left on this land, what should we do?" George asked. His proposal is very realistic. If the North is defeated in the next war, then Nilfgard will rule except Ke All northern countries except Vail. Everyone can see that after winter has passed, it will be a battle that will determine the fate of North and South.

"So we need more." Zelin looked at the courtyard, the chaotic energy was filling, and the lingering bright orange shimmer reflected in Zelin's eyes. "More flames that can let us through the cold winter."

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ps: Next, it's time to continue with the Elder Scrolls. I don’t feel well today, there are only 5,000 words...

Chapter 846: Snow Man Besieged City

Therefore, dear reader, in our journey, there is such a man who is hard to ignore. A demon hunter with a name suffix of his country, he called himself Zelin of Temoria. If my memory is correct, he should be over a hundred years old, but he acts like a young man in his twenties. , When you sit down and chat, it will make you think you are talking to an old man in your fifties. He often disappears, and it takes a long time when he disappears. My best friend Geralt---they are all demon hunters---is silent about where he goes (I doubt he knows either), and then a long time passes. , He will suddenly appear when you need it. Who is he? A mysterious hunter who holds the deepest secrets of a demon hunter? Or is it the bed of a Serekania Desert girl who is open to enthusiasm, like the legend of other people on the mainland, a prodigal son who lingers? We have no way of knowing, the only thing we can be sure of is that he has an unusual relationship with the ruler of Baihua Valley. Please allow me to have reservations about this in the book, so as not to mislead future researchers.