The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Thick blood gathered in a puddle in the courtyard. Many mercenaries fell. Xili used some interesting techniques, such as suddenly appearing behind the enemy or passing through the enemy like a straight line. Before the soldiers could find the enemy, they were chopped down to the ground.

"Kill them right away!" Skellen shouted. "Get the bow, where's the crossbow!? Borris should have a bow. Where is he?!"

What Skellen didn’t know was that at the beginning of the battle, his subordinate pointed out the demon hunter where Hiri was, and fled here on a horse. He rode a horse and fled, whether he fled to the east. Whether it’s Serekania, it’s better to go to Novigrad and find a ship to escape to Opheel. He escaped from this disputed continent, and the faster he escaped, the better.

Someone found a bow, and the archer shot an arrow. Xili took a step back and swung his sword. The arrow hit the sword and bounced away.

"Very good," Geralt whispered. "Very good, Hilly, but if you do this again, I'll spank you."

"Hurry up and get more bows! Hurry up!" Skellen yelled to his subordinates. It seemed that Xili's retreat gave him inexplicable confidence again. Ten people ran to get the crossbow, and some others also fled, but they fled after throwing away their weapons, obviously not to get the crossbow.

Soon, the people who ran to get the bow ran back, but they only ran back to three people, and there was no crossbow in their hands, and their eyes were full of fear.

There was a roar and bang from outside the castle, followed by the sound of heavy boots, and a group of soldiers with black helmets, shields, and salamander coats broke in. The soldiers in black yelled at Skellen's mercenaries and told them to throw their weapons and surrender immediately. Some people just threw away their weapons, some hesitated, but when faced with the shining weapons, all the mercenaries threw away their weapons.

"What is this?" Gnaiya approached Zelin and asked him in a low voice.

"Some kind of trouble." Zelin snorted. "Gnaiya, go to the back of the castle for a while."

"Not suitable for me to come forward?"

"Not sure."

Gnaiya glanced at the soldiers coming in, stepped back and disappeared among the ruins of the castle. She hasn't lost her stealth skills.

Skellen was **** in handcuffs, with his mercenaries. When the soldiers had completely controlled the situation, they gave way, and a man in gorgeous armor walked out of the road that the soldiers gave up.

"Steven Skellen." The man said to Skellen indifferently, "I will see you in court, and you will be sentenced to death for treason."

The man took off his helmet, revealing Enhill's stern face. He waved his hand and motioned for the soldiers to take Skellen away.

The first thousand and eighteenth chapters warm heart, cold eyes

Emperor Enhill asked Geralt to talk to him in a secluded place.

"Is this an accidental rescue?" Hilly looked at the Nilfgard soldiers in a bewilderment. These soldiers are wearing salamander cloaks, which means that they are Nilfgard's most elite guards. On their faces, no expressions or obvious emotions can be seen.

"I don't think so."

Zelin shook his head. "I think Emperor Enhill is here for you. During your absence, the Nilfgaard Empire announced that their emperor will marry Sintra's heir." Zelin said to Hiri. Explained, "I think it should be you."

"This, this is crazy." Hiri looked a little hard to accept "I heard this rumor when I was in the Rat Gang, but... this shouldn't be me. I don't want to be this."

"Don't worry, Xili, let's take a look at what this emperor wants."

The conversation did not last long, and when Geralt walked out, his face was very bad.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing." He shook his head. "You go back first. Ye Naifa and I may stay for a while."

Geralt said nothing, neither did Enhill. The emperor just looked at Xili, he asked Xili to leave with him, not with Geralt and Ye Naifah. Zelin made a gesture to the Dragonborn hiding in the dark, and he could see that these people in black were not only planning to take Xili away, they wanted to let people know what happened in this castle. All disappeared. So he let the dragonborn hide in advance, and two seemingly exhausted demon hunters and a witch who has not much mana power are obviously not opponents that need to be cared about.

At least it seems so.

In the beginning, Hilly tried to behave well. She held her head high and walked among the black knights. Some officers tried to catch him, but then Enhill's eyes made these Guards officers give up the arrest. Hilly walked between two rows of soldiers, and they escorted her to the gate. Their boots stomped heavily, their chains clinked, and their weapons rattled.

Zelin made a simple gesture again, placing his other hand calmly on his waist.

He told Francesca to leave because the elves were not suitable for being here. It stands to reason that she is not suitable to stand on either side on the surface, after all, she now represents not only the individual, but also the Hundred Flower Valley and the tens of thousands of elves in it.

Xili walked a few steps towards the gate of the castle. She looked back for the first time and walked slowly. After a while, she turned her head again, and Zelin gave her a relieved look. Before Xili could get to the door, she turned her head again. The knight in black had blocked her sight. At this moment, Xili suddenly realized that these men in black were not only going to take her to the imperial capital of Nilfgard.

She burst into tears.

Her eyes were full of tears, and she was sobbing, tears like the waves breaking the dam. Zelin didn't let go of the ready gesture, he was taken aback for a moment. The soldiers in black around him were equally stunned. They first saw a witch with a sword and covered in blood talking to their emperor, and now they saw an ordinary girl crying in front of them.

She is the heir to the blood of the elder, the lion cub of Sintra, the queen appointed by Nilfgard in the future, the witch, and the female demon hunter.

She is just a girl who is only sixteen years old, has gone through the collapse of the country, the life of escape, and has been a member of a gang, and then a prisoner of the Elf Order, and has been a girl who has been living in the world.

After several years of tossing and wandering, the poor person who finally got together with the close ones but was forced to separate.

She was full of steps, and finally stopped, and the knight in black who escorted her also stopped. Enhill was silent, looking at Xili with complicated eyes. After Xili stopped, several guards looked at the emperor, but their emperor didn't say anything. A grumpy officer grabbed her with hard hands. Xili did not resist, she just cried, crying louder, and desperate.

Enhill stopped the officer loudly. A strange expression flashed in the man's eyes, an emotion that shouldn't appear in the emperor's eyes. He ordered the officer to let go and walk over. The emperor's resolute face awakened many strange and confusing memories in Xili's mind. She twitched her nose, wiped her eyes with her sleeve, and her red and swollen eyes looked at Enhill who was walking towards her.

Enhill stood in front of Xi and looked at her for a long time without saying a word.

The wind and snow roared.

Enhill stretched out his hand.

Hilly didn't like this kind of action, as it was when he was in the rat gang. But this time, she was surprised to find that she hadn't made any bad reactions. She was surprised to realize that this man's touch was not offensive.

He stroked Xili's hair as if fiddled with the strings of a wind-stained piano. He stroked Xili's cheek, and stroked the scar on Xili's face with his fingertips. Then he hugged her, put his arms around her back, and stroked the back of her head. She trembled and couldn't help crying again. In his arms, she felt a drop of warm liquid drip onto her cheek.

"Fate is always surprising." She heard him whisper, "Goodbye, my daughter."

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"Goodbye, my daughter." On the shore of the lake, a bonfire reflected the figures of Hiri and Galahad on the quiet lake. "Later, I learned what was going on."

Galahad listened quietly.

"Enhill, this is my father Duny. My grandfather was once the emperor of Nilfgard. Later, his throne was usurped by an emperor. My father was cursed by a warlock under a usurper and became He is a hedgehog, so he has always disliked warlocks. During his wandering as a ranger knight, he rescued my grandfather in the wilderness and married my mother by accident. Until later, a man named Wigwarts The warlock came to him."

Xili subconsciously touched the scar on his eye.

"Wigwarts told him that he could help my father regain the throne. Wigwarts said that all he wanted was for the emperor to continue the war to seize the north, and after the war, let him become the governor of the north. . But in fact it is not the case. This mage planned two world wars behind the scenes, and in the first war, he successfully controlled the direction and outcome of the war. But in fact, his purpose is to use this war, Come let yourself gain a higher status and strength, and pave the way for him to seize blood and prophecy to become a god."

"This is an extremely dangerous person."

"Yes, but he is dead." Xili broke a dead branch and threw it into the bonfire. "And all of this disappeared with his death. The emperor agreed to sign an armistice agreement with the North, and the nobles who conspired to rebel one after another I was sent to the gallows, and then the people closest to me and I chose to return to Livia, wanting to have a peaceful life..."

"What went wrong?"

"No, there is no mistake, this story ends like this, everyone is happy to live together, this is the end." Hiri rubbed his eyes. "Are you still expecting anything, Galahad? That's it. No more."

"Fairy... Xili, I want to hear the true ending. Your story is a legend, and a legend should have its ending and let future generations pass on."

"Yes." Hilly admitted reluctantly. "This is not the end."

"Also, the person you mentioned, I heard my father mention a very similar person." Galahad suddenly said, "I'm not sure, but I hope to hear your story, and then invite you to go with you. King Arthur’s court, Your Majesty should really want to see you."

"Who?"

"Maybe after you finish telling the story, I won't remember it."