The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 20 Edsburg

  The huge city wall more than thirty times high, surrounded the last line of defense in the southern part of the Kingdom of Aden, the city of Edsberg.

  There are Leiria and Livia guards to the east, and the natural protective belt of the Mahakam Mountains to the west. The easy-to-defend and difficult terrain of Edsberg is a huge obstacle to the northern expedition of Nilfgard's army.

  In front of this fortress, there is an artificially excavated moat, and a heavily guarded bridge over the river flows into the city.

People came and went on the bridge, farmers rushing to the market, horse convoys full of merchandise, and travelers from afar lined up for inspection, and in the vast field behind them, there were all over the place to provide for Edsberg. Dozens of small villages.

   "Snake School Demon Hunter Reso?"

"Correct."

"After entering the city, be honest with me. Recently, the rebels have been annoying enough. Don't make any more trouble, understand?" The soldier holding the halberd in one hand turned suspiciously on the man, and his front was sharp. The front chest of the armor is inlaid with a coat of arms that is directly superimposed with two right angles, one red and one yellow.

   looks like a burning arrow, this is the coat of arms of the Kingdom of Aden.

  After checking the pass in the hand of the big man, the soldier turned his eyes to the thin figure behind him, "Is this kid with you?"

"Correct."

   "Who is he from you?"

  "His name is Roy, my employer, from the village of Lower Posada Kaye, went to Edsberg to look for his relatives."

   "Hmm..." Maybe it was Roy's delicate face. His thin body didn't seem too threatening, and the soldiers didn't ask too much to let him go.

  Roy, a child from the country, entered the big city Edsburg for the first time in another world. Now the revolutionary forces are in full swing, but it hasn't affected its original prosperity and hustle too much.

  Behind the tall city gate is a bustling commercial street. The two men’s ears are full of various shouts, and they are full of shops in front of them, passing by the endless stream of people.

  The shortest houses here are taller and more luxurious than the Mayor’s house in Kaye Village, generally with pointed arches, carved windows, and tall and big round domes.

  There are many complicated and changeable arc patterns on the walls, which are exquisite like works of art.

   Roy, who is already a little accustomed to the quiet atmosphere in the wilderness, was lost in a moment. He felt like he had come to Europe in the post-Renaissance period.

  Unfortunately, in the First Northern War, Edsburg City will be invaded by the Nilfgard army. How much can this grand scene be preserved?

   And Reso shook his head, thinking he was shocked by the bustling city.

  The two of them walked through the street behind the city gate, their vision widened in vain, and then their eyes lit up.

  In the center of the road paved with bluestone slabs, a small fountain square appeared.

  On the stone platform in the center of the fountain stands a seven-chi-high statue—an old man dressed in simple cloth, with wise eyes and a bushy beard.

  Around    is a crowd of talkative people. Most of them holding books seem to be communicating academic issues. They are dressed a lot more gorgeous than ordinary citizens, wear hats, and have many fine accessories on their bodies. Even the shoes under their feet have been carefully taken care of and spotlessly clean.

   was nearby, and a group of heavily armed soldiers patrolled by.

   "Who is this statue?"

"This is the Prophet Raby Ouda, representing a wide range of wisdom. He has many followers in Edsberg." Resso inserted in a non-emotional tone, "Most of the people gathered here are businessmen and Heirs of the little nobles. The real common people are still working hard for their lives."

Roy quickly flipped through the memories in his mind. Prophet Rebiouda had known him before. At the beginning, he was just a wandering speaker. He proclaimed his philosophical thoughts and wisdom everywhere. He was attracted by his extraordinary personal charm and eloquence. Countless believers who admire his words and thoughts. His reputation is very loud in the northern kingdom, not only humans, but even dwarves are admiring him.

  He was gradually honored as a saint, a prophet, and a prophet. Now, many years after his death, he is enshrined in the temple of the prophet as a god.

  Speaking of religion, Roy had to think of a notorious church in later generations. “Isn’t the most famous religion in the north now the Church of Eternal Fire?”

Resso explained patiently, "The eternal fire is mainly popular in Vizima, the capital of Tamoria, and the free city of Novigrad. In recent years, the doctrine of the eternal fire has become more and more extreme against inhumans. Although there are many supporters, they are also despised by many humans, as well as non-human races such as dwarves and elves."

Roy knew that after the coronation of the stone-hearted Ladovide, the entire Redania would be shrouded in the light of eternal fire. At that time, the eternal fire not only discriminated against dwarves, elves and other non-human races, but even witchers and warlocks. All were hunted brutally.

  But this is already a few years later.

"Edsberger is adjacent to the Mahakam Mountains, and Mahakam is the hometown of the dwarves. The dwarves bring the ores and products from the mountains to the city for large transactions, forming a huge force." Reso said, "The dwarves' The forces will not allow the eternal fire to take root and sprout around their homes."

   "That's not bad," Roy muttered, "Where shall we go next?"

   "After a week, I will rest in the city for a few days to see the situation."

  Edsburg city center, Walls Pub.

  Resso has a row of wines of different colors—dwarf spirits, cherries, mandala...

  Sprinkled ten or so cups on the wine table, he slowly drank his own drink. With each sip of wine, he squinted comfortably and took a breath, as if he was enjoying the supreme delicacy.

   only occasionally opened amber eyes and glanced at the noisy crowd in the tavern.

  Coolies, vegetable farmers, small merchants, land ruffians, and gangsters are here to have fun, regardless of high or low.

  And where is Roy?

  When he came to the tavern, Roy suddenly found that his desires were just around the corner.

  Gwent’s card addiction has occurred!

  He took out the Skellige deck that Old Jack had given him, and got together to a table of people who were shouting and playing cards.

  Because there is a super bodyguard of the Demon Hunter around, he dares to show off his skills.

   "Hey! Man, this one lost, how about replacing me."

   "Go away, where's the kid!" A middle-aged man with a turban glared at Roy with disdain, until Roy displayed a neat set of Gwent cards.

  Rare cards, like a magnet, caught the eyes of all players in the field.

  The eyes of everyone looking at him instantly became extremely hot, like looking at a lamb sent to the door.

Roy sat on the chair, smiled faintly, and said bewilderedly, "Do you want my rare cards? You can give them all if you want! Let's play cards, I will put all the cards here and wait You come to win!"

  This time, he intends to win more money. Consumption in big cities is not cheap.

   "Having this good hand, plus my rich experience... hidden cheating methods."

  Reso on the other side, after drinking nearly twenty cups, one liter of one cup, a faint red glow appeared on his face.

  Even a demon hunter with super stamina, his eyes become hazy under the ravages of wine of various degrees.

  But no one knows if he is really drunk, not even he himself.

  While carrying a long sword, the demon hunter with cat-like eyes keeps most ordinary people away, and some of them look disdainful, but dare not step forward to harass them.

   Reso's size and appearance are too deterrent, and the words "not easy to mess with" are written all over his body.

  Not everyone is the group of attackers outside the city, who dare to use their lives to provoke the demon hunters.

  Except for one.

  A woman, scratching her head and walking towards him, took the bald man's arm quite familiarly, and exhaled something in his ear.

   "Little devil," Resso called out to the crowd suddenly. When the young man turned his head and looked surprised, he grinned and showed white teeth, "How about you staying downstairs for a while?"

  What else can Roy say? Nodding helplessly, he watched the two leaning on each other upstairs.

  This woman has a unique aesthetic, and she is actually interested in bald muscular men. No, she probably smelled Krona from Reso.

   "I don't know how to constrain in front of the apprentice." But Roy thought about it again and could still understand that this short week was another water ghost killing another dozen people outside the city.

  It is inevitable that there will be pressure, and we need a way to relax and vent.

  Roy chose Quint, and Resso chose drinks and women.

  That's it.

  (End of this chapter)