The Void Pathfinder from the Demon Hunter World

The long table, chairs and benches were quickly moved to the side, leaving a large space in the center of the hall.

Geralt took off his two swords and handed them to Yennefer. He moved his shoulders and stood in the center of the field, looking at Lugo with calm and dangerous eyes.

The sorceress stood behind Geralt holding two swords, with an uncontrollable smile on her eyes and brows.

Madman Lugo drank a large glass of wine, wiped his mouth casually, slapped his chest and roared to encourage himself, and stood swaying opposite the witcher.

After all, things ended up as he expected, and he was very satisfied. It would be better if he could win the fight...

There were people standing around the hall, and even the handyman raising horses outside came in to watch the fun...

"Geralt! Defeat that idiot fat guy~" Ciri shouted excitedly.

"Beat him, beat crazy Lugo to death!" Hamar, the young man, also stood next to his father and couldn't help cheering...

There was no one there to cheer Lugo on, which shows how unpopular this guy is...

"Hey, freak..." Lugo tilted his chin up and couldn't help but say something mean, "Want to take it out on you bitch?"

Bang bang, Lugo patted his fat face and said, "Hit it here."

Geralt didn't reply, his center of gravity sank, ready to go.

Crazy Lugo also raised his fists, took a step forward, tested with his left jab, and put his right fist into his side to prepare for the attack.

Whoa, Geralt ducked down to avoid the jab, stepped forward, parried the opponent's incomplete uppercut with his left arm, and hit Lugo's chest with his heavy shoulder.

Bang, the huge force made Lugo lean back involuntarily, and the door opened wide.

Then there was a continuous sound of blows, and the demon hunter's iron fists continuously hit the opponent's abdomen, side ribs, chest, and cheeks...

Click, the people who were close heard a crisp sound of bones, and Lugo's ribs were broken.

Geralt grabbed his opponent's shirt and turned around to exert his strength.

"drink!"

Woo~bang!

Lugo's huge body was lifted up and hit near Yennefer.

The sorceress frowned and took a half step back.

Just as Lugo was about to stand up despite the pain, Geralt stepped forward, pressed his chest with one hand and pushed him back to the ground.

"Apologise to this lady." Bai Lang said coldly, with no fluctuation in his tawny cat pupils.

The corners of Yennefer's mouth raised slightly, then she suppressed it forcefully.

Bah, crazy Lugo was so tough that he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Geralt dodged sideways and punched him in the stomach with his backhand.

Ugh~, Lugo was beaten like a cooked shrimp.

Geralt said again: "Apologise!"

Lugo's left eyelid had begun to swell. He looked around with difficulty, but no one spoke for him.

He knew that if he didn't apologize today, he might not even be able to get up.

"Sorry, beautiful lady, my fault...cough cough cough..." As a last resort, Lugo could only cough to cover up his embarrassment, which only made his ribs hurt even more.

Yennefer could no longer suppress the smile on her lips, and waved her hands pretending not to care, "I forgive you."

"Yeah!" Ciri jumped so high that she rushed over from King Bran, high-fived Yennefer, and then followed Geralt's example and slapped him a few times.

There was jubilation in the hall, except for the madman Lugo who was carried away.

He didn't expect that he would lose so miserably. At least two of his ribs were broken. He would have to lie in bed for at least a month. The plan to rob Langweg Village was completely ruined...

…

King Bran's wife, Bilna Bran, arranged the residence of Princess Cirilla and Geralt.

The sorceress seems to have reconciled with the White Wolf and moved from the tavern to live with Geralt.

In fact, Marvin also stayed in the Tursek family castle last night.

After everything was settled, King Bran asked about Marvin's investigation of the "Melusin Cult" yesterday.

Marvin recounted the story roughly and explained that he was entrusted by someone to lift an ancient curse.

King Bran had long known that Spikerug Island was very xenophobic and that the Melusin Cult acted in extreme ways. However, after learning that Marvin had taken out his own coat of arms, he was still expelled. He was somewhat embarrassed.

But he won’t just listen to Marvin’s words. After all, Marvin is an outsider…

"Tsk, that's nonsense. You don't want to disturb their sacrifice..." King Bran said, winking at Kratz, who had been silent next to him, and continued, "I will send someone to go and take a look with you... "

Kratz Ann Clete immediately stood up and answered: "I'll go! I wonder if Lemuel Blackvar has stayed on that island for a long time and has really become stupid?!"

King Bran nodded, "Okay, then you can set off while it's still early."

"Marvin..." Geralt started, "I'll help too."

He always remembered that Marvin saved his life, how could he not help at this time.

"I want to go too!" Ciri also jumped in to cause trouble. He waved Geralt's sleeves and acted coquettishly, "Geralt~, okay?"

White Wolf glanced at Marvin, who shrugged.

Geralt could only nod.

"Oh yeah~, I'm going to get the sword..." The little girl jumped up and ran away...

Looking at her sorceress again, Yennefer smiled and nodded. She had just reconciled with her old love and she didn't want to separate.

Next to Kratz, Halma, a half-year-old boy, looked at his father eagerly...

Kratz patted his son on the shoulder and said, "Well, let's go together and see the world."

…

On the pier, a group of people stood on the pier of Yuliala Port, preparing to set off.

Little Skellig and Spikerug are both in the north and are adjacent to each other, but it is very troublesome to go out and enter the port by boat.

Yennefer still prefers to open the portal, which makes Geralt very embarrassed.

Every time he passed through the portal, he felt like he was being twisted ten thousand times in a big whirlpool, and the dizziness that followed would make him feel like he would vomit his stomach...

The sorceress looked at him with a smile, and the white wolf smiled bitterly, unable to say no.

Buzz~

Marvin opened a portal and walked in with Ned and Modus...

Then came Kratz Ann Clete and Hamar Clete, father and son, with two shield and axe warriors from the Clete family...

Ciri dragged Geralt's arm towards the portal. The white wolf was pulled by one hand, covering his eyes with the other hand, and walked into the portal mumbling...

Yennefer smiled and shook her head and followed...

…

It's Pikruger Island, and the village of Svaleg is quiet. No one can be seen in the village or on the small pier at the foot of the hillside.

If you walk a few hundred meters south along the coastline, you can see prominent people from a dozen villages standing on the shore, looking into the southeast sea.

Further north, behind the rocks, there is an islander girl wearing a coarse white dress, a not-so-beautiful wreath on her head, and holding a handful of green wheat seedlings in her arms.

The face of the man wearing a worn leather robe was full of wrinkles carved by time. He said to the girl with a sad face: "Nina, forgive dad, I..."

"It's okay, Dad." The girl comforted her father, "This is tradition. I will beg Melusin to protect you and your mother from getting sick at home, and from encountering storms when you go to the sea..."

Not far from the shore, a rock emerged from the waves. There is a crooked stone pillar standing on the reef. There are black blood stains that have dried for an unknown period of time on the stone pillar and the entangled chains. Scattered bones are scattered under the stone pillars...

Over the reef, more than a dozen sea monsters spread out their giant bat wings of two to three meters, circling and flying, and among them was a Hekna...

Hekena is an advanced species of Siren, with larger size, brighter colors, uglier appearance, and shriller screams...

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