The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Before going too far, the demon hunter saw the building that looked like a farm. It is a two-story wooden house with an attic on top. Looking from a distance, the farm was silent. A dead cow fell outside the gate of the farm with a group of flies falling on it. When Zelin walked by, the flies buzzed and dispersed, but they still hovered around. Nearby, as if waiting for Zelin to walk away, continue to enjoy their food. But the demon hunter is a person who has no kindness and kindness to the flies, so he raised his hand, and the flames sprayed out from the palm of his hand. The flies were dissipated by the heat wave. After a while, the dead cow turned into a burning ball. Flame.

Entering the farm, Zelin didn't hear any sound. The fence door swayed slightly under the wind, and the wooden planks made a creaking sound.

There was also the buzzing vibration of the Griffin badge on his chest.

Zelin drew out the silver sword behind him. "Come out, I know you are here."

Only the wind responded to him.

"I'll go in if you don't get out."

"Wait, wait, don't be nervous, I'm not a monster."

What came out first was a slightly tired voice, and then a dark brown-haired woman in a blue linen skirt raised her hands and walked out "Devil hunter? I saw you in the attic just now."

"You live here? Who are you?"

The badge was still shaking. The woman noticed the badge on Zelin’s chest. She took out a small medicine bottle and shook it. “I’m the witch Jabigail here. The owner of this manor’s family is sick. Let me take a look. Sell ​​some magic potions."

"This is the plague!"

"I know, but my amulet can isolate me from infectious diseases." Jabigail waved his hand, and a looming cloud of chaotic magic surrounded her. She is a witch, not a sorcerer. This is a witch. Witch doctors are not spellcasters in the true sense. They are just a group of people who can make magic potions, perform some simple magic rituals, or understand divination and rune knowledge. These witch doctors appeared for hundreds of years, before the establishment of the Warlock Order, and they continue to this day.

She walked out, Zelin put away the silver sword.

"Some soldiers ask me to come here to see what's going on here. They are all infected with the plague? What is the situation? How much do you know about this plague? Do you know the situation on the dark water? It's muddy ground. Village."

Maybe the local village witch doctor can know some valuable information.

"The situation is very bad. I suspect it may be related to the mouse, because my cat caught a disease soon after catching a mouse. I don't know much about this plague. I can only hope that this rune will really work, otherwise I might as well dig a hole for myself and lie in.” Jabigail swept the tips of his hair covering his ears. “I haven’t been to Muddi Village in a while, but I heard that the road there Not safe, some half-murlocs are getting more and more irritable."

The first thousand one hundred and seventy-nine chapters of responsibility

What the witch said was correct. The people on this farm were indeed infected with the plague. Zelin walked in and checked. The witch's magic potion might make these people's health temporarily better, but that's all. He asked about the formula of Yabigail's potion, cypress fruit and diluted dwarf spirits, which can make people sweat a lot and reduce the symptoms of high fever. Celandine can temporarily strengthen a person’s physical fitness. The swallow potion formula There are also such materials, but it is impossible to cure the root cause. It can only make the patient feel a lot easier and hope that the strengthened body can survive the disease.

"If you go to Dark Water, remember to give this potion to the local village head for me. This is the potion they came to me before and bought from me."

Zelin took the light blue potion, and through the leather gloves, he could feel the coldness of the potion. "What do you know about the half-murloc?"

"What I know is that the villagers who came here some time ago told me that before they came here, they saw some heavily armed half-murlocs on the road, and they shot arrows at the canoe they were driving. Fortunately, these half-murlocs couldn't It's too far from the shore." Jabigail scratched his cheek. "What did those soldiers ask you to do? Check the farm? Or kill the people here?"

"They said that all people infected with the plague will be locked into Vizima Old Town."

After the old city was turned into rubble by the vampire bird turned into by Princess Yada, it became a place where various dangerous prisoners were held. Sometimes it’s a political prisoner, sometimes it’s a squirrel party, and now it’s a plague patient. For those people, this is tantamount to sentenced them to death, but until the source of the plague is not found and the plague is resolved, this is the only way to prevent the large-scale spread of the plague.

"They will never want to go." Jabigail gave a hand. "Go and tell the soldiers that people here are safe. I will take care of things here and not let the plague spread."

"But you can't cure them. I know herbalism. Your potion can't work."

"I can let them pass away peacefully with their families, instead of being imprisoned in that broken castle and dying in fear. I know what to do with corpses. My magic cat can catch those mice. You are not. Hiding the plague patient, but doing good deeds, be kind, demon hunter." Jabigail pinched his waist and waved his hand. "And they paid me a lot of money. I can't just let you take my employer away. At least they are not people who believe that I will go to the cemetery to dig the corpse at night and use baby hands to make potions."

"Or even if they believe, they can only come to you for help."

"Perhaps, would you agree to me, Demon Hunter?"

"There is a village not far from here. It only takes less than 20 minutes to walk from this farm to the village, and the wind blows faster. There are fifteen households in that village, about forty Oral people. If I promise you, what is this to the forty people?" Zelin shook his head. "This is the plague, not a cold or a toothache."

"I said, I won't let them leave this farm. The plague's death is very fast. It only takes two days, and they may not be able to do it. Isn't it possible for two days? Or the demon hunter really As rumored, ruthless?"

"Witch, if I were cold and ruthless, I wouldn't care about it at all. The villagers around here didn't hire me, and the plague would not find me." Zelin looked at this silent farm. "Are you sure, this family only has two days left?"

"If you go further south, you will find a burnt down village. The village showed symptoms of the plague five days ago, and then only about four days later, people died. So the soldiers took the people in the village They all rushed into the old Vizima, the corpses were transported here to be burned, and the entire village was set on fire. I estimate that this plague will only take four to five days from showing symptoms to close to death. ."

"I will tell the soldiers that everyone on this farm is infected with the plague..."

"You will bring all those soldiers here."

"...They have reached the end of the plague disease, so I recommend that they block the farm and wait for the death of the people inside, and then burn the body and the farm together. A witch is on the farm and she will ensure that the plague cannot spread."

Zelin thought of the most feasible way. In this case, it is estimated that when the soldiers take the people from the farm to the old Vizima, they may die right in front of the gate of the old Vizima. It would be better to do this instead of transporting the corpse at that time.

Jabigail sighed, "Okay, okay, you just say that. You are the cause of what goes wrong then."

"You are just worrying about your reputation. Don't worry, it won't affect you."

The demon hunter had already seen why the witch didn't want him to intervene in this matter. If her employer is taken away by the soldiers, there will be rumors of witch betraying the employer. While the influence of the Eternal Fire Church still exists, these witch doctors and Xiangxian must consider what their actions will bring. Impact.

"I must be responsible for my actions."

"Me too, witch. I can't help you conceal the plague situation like this. You didn't even deal with the dead cattle outside the farm. If I promised you, I would be an irresponsible person."

In the end, Zelin left here. He found the hotel at the crossroads mentioned by the soldiers—it was an inn enclosed by a fence more than two meters high—and before going in, the shanty outside the fence was now cleaned to wash off the dust on his body and clothes. The soldiers were already waiting inside. There were few customers in the hotel. Only the soldiers and the coachman hired by Vizima City Hall were inside, chatting while eating toast. After hearing Zelin say that there was a plague on the farm, the two soldiers showed such expressions as expected.

"A witch in there? This **** plague couldn't be caused by a witch, right?"

"I can assure you that if a witch can cause a plague of this scale, she shouldn't be called a witch."

"Okay, okay, I'm just guessing." The mustache soldier rubbed his hands. "You said that witch can handle it? That's great, let her solve it by herself, and we don't care about it."

"Aren't you the soldiers responsible for dealing with the plague? Shouldn't you take some blockade measures near the farm?"

"Ha, whoever wants to send someone to death, we will not go. Anyway, you said, there is a witch in it, and we still care about it." The soldier sneezed, and he rubbed the tip of his nose. We are too lazy to take responsibility for this matter, God bless us, let this plague pass quickly."

The first thousand and eighty chapters the attacker in the water

The soldiers promised to help Zelin get a permit to enter the city. And this permit can only allow him to enter the outer city, the cluster of slums and urban tombs. As for the really important upper city, it must have a document signed and stamped by an official of the city hall. Fortunately, Zelin doesn't need to go there,

Vizima, one of Zelin's most familiar cities.

It is estimated that no one can imagine that the capital of Temoria, one of the three most powerful countries in the north, was nothing more than a castle and a nearby fenced village twenty years ago. Until the vampire bird event broke out, Foltest took the opportunity to move away from the past castle and built a new city on the other side of the river, which is now Vizima.

In order to facilitate traffic between the old and new towns, a dam was built on the Vizima River. The last time Zelin came here, he took a boat from the embankment to the dark water, looking for the fairy in the lake. This time, he was also walking the same road. The road remained the same, but the only change was that the fisherman on the dam, the prostitutes and the ferrymen who were all dressed up on the side of the road had disappeared. Only those long crates that had been piled up here for an unknown period of time were left with damp and blackened, and they made a ticking sound under the blow of raindrops.

It often rains here, even the Baiguoyuan area not far away is still sunny.

On the empty dam, Zelin walked to a place almost close to the old town before seeing the first person. A bored soldier squatted by the arch of the embankment, avoiding the annoying drizzle. This kind of rain does not make people feel uncomfortable, but it is very easy to catch a cold and fever.

"Where did the ferryman go?"

The soldier raised his head and looked at the demon hunter with sleepy eyes. He yawned and wiped the rain off the sides of his eyes. Upon seeing this, Zelin knew that what he had just asked was for nothing.

"Where did the ferryman go?"

He asked again.

"I don't know." The soldier murmured. "Maybe it's gone. Maybe it's dead. I haven't seen it for several days."

"I want to cross the river, who should I find?"