The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 56 Starting Action

   "Deer Shou Jing."

The product of the confluence of the celestial spheres lives in the deep mountains and old forests. It has the beast companions who call to be reached, and can also control plants to assist. Because of its unique appearance, it is often regarded as the center of faith by the ignorant mountain villagers. It sacrifices.

"I remember in many folklore that the deer head spirit is a kind character. It will help the lost traveler to guide the way and save the victims from the bandits." Of course, Roy's knowledge gained from paper is not personally spoken by the demon hunter. The vividness of the teaching, so I asked as much as possible.

   "Boy, do you believe in such a ridiculous story? In fact, the deer head will slowly absorb the energy of the creatures gathered in the territory until it becomes an empty shell."

  "But this guy usually doesn't take the initiative to attack ordinary humans?"

"Everything in the world has its pros and cons. There are deer head spirits that seem to coexist peacefully with humans, and there are also guys who regard humans as mortal enemies." The demon hunter said with jealousy, "the deer head spirits that wreak havoc in Mahakam are enough to win. In the name of "ancient". It is no accident that there will be altars to increase power in the mountains and forests. From tomorrow on, I will uproot the altars one by one and weaken their power."

   Roy faintly worried, the thing seemed to be stronger than he expected, "Are you sure, ordinary steel weapons don't have much effect on the deer head spirit, right?"

"Sword oil, bombs, and potions are all ready, and the rest is up to God's will." Resso's voice became heavy, "If I can't come back. You will leave Mahakam and find a way to Sintra and Oaks and Cerret meet. They will be responsible for follow-up training."

  Roy's breathing was stagnant when he listened, how could he explain his last words.

  "Why don't you exit Mahakam and take a detour from Livia and Upper Sorden?"

  "Do you think Tanshan is a tavern. Come and leave if you want?" The Demon Hunter shook his head, "If you don't meet the deer head spirit, it's impossible for Elder Brovar to let us leave."

  ……

  In the evening, the servant brought food.

Although Carbon Mountain Fortress is extremely majestic and magnificent, the internal living conditions are not as far away as the residence of Edsberg Sevier Hogg. Apart from two beds, a kerosene lamp, and an old clock, there is no other furniture in the bedroom. Fortunately, it has inherited the characteristics of cave dwellings. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it does not make people feel cold.

  In addition, the dinner was pretty good: two portions of dark roasted meat, hard bread covered with icy slag, frozen fruit, nuts, and honey wine, which have a special flavor.

  Roy divided half of the barbecue on his plate and gave it to the Demon Hunter.

   "Eat more, Reso, what if this is your last bite?"

"Okay," he said half-truth before the other party changed his face, "just a joke, but if you can't come back, what else should I go to Sintra? Why don't you go directly to Novigrad and accompany old Moore and Sue. Qian sells vegetables." He paused, clenching his hands, and a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes, "Since you led me to this path, Reso, you have to be responsible to the end."

  The sound of the demon hunter's chewing stopped suddenly, and then continued nonchalantly after a while.

  The next morning, when Roy woke up from meditation, the Demon Hunter was applying sword oil to the steel sword and two short swords. There was a rare tenderness in his eyes, as if looking at his lover.

  The sturdy arm was as precise as a machine, and the movements were simple and powerful. The gray square was dipped in some yellow-brown grease, and the sharp blade was wiped. It was full of inexplicable tension. Roy unknowingly watched the whole process.

  A row of props are neatly placed in front of the demon hunter: potions, decoctions, sword oil, and alchemy bombs.

   "Old rules, this is for you just in case, keep it safe."

  Resso handed over a small blue can wrapped in yellow rubber bands.

   "What kind of bomb is this again?" Roy was happy, and he still remembered the power of the last dancing star.

  "The anti-magic metal bomb can prevent the deer head spirit from releasing magic, and it is equally effective for the witcher and the warlock."

   "Something else?"

  The demon hunter pointed to another thing and explained patiently, “This translucent bottle of liquid is residual oil that can cause extra damage to the deer head essence. It is the sword oil I just applied to the sword.”

   "The green bottle is demon dust, which can cause a little trouble for it."

  ……

  Not long after, Kelvin came to take away the Demon Hunter. Of course, this guy still had no good expressions on the two of them.

  And Roy was taken by another dwarf, Sanchez, to visit the entire Carbon Mountain.

Carbon Mountain does not raise idlers. All dwarf members have their responsibilities: the blacksmith and winemaker responsible for production, the dwarf hunting team responsible for hunting, the supervision of the mine, the people who manage the daily lives of all the residents of Carbon Mountain... etc. Wait.

  If the entire Carbon Mountain is a country, then the great elder Brovard is the king, and the other elders are the ministers of the kingdom.

  And Sanchez is one of the people who obey the king and take care of the daily life of the elders and guests. He is wearing a soft white robe, his beard and hair are neatly tied, his face is very clean, his posture is different from other dwarves, and he has a feminine feeling, which is more elegant than ordinary rude dwarves. Many.

  Roy followed him, his eyes couldn't help but glanced at his lower body.

  "The beard is still lush, and the dwarf'eunuch' shouldn't be castrated like in another country, right?"

  "Your Excellency Kelvin took you to visit the furnace hall yesterday. Today I will take you to the wine cellar on the first floor to have a look. How about tasting the various fine wines of Carbon Mountain by the way?"

   "Don't worry about the wine," Roy shrugged, "How about you tell me the basic situation of the entire Carbon Mountain?"

Sanchez lightly nodded and said softly as he walked, "It is needless to say that the first and negative floors of the main fortress. The second floor includes the residences of master blacksmiths, warehouses, and prisons for prisoners. The third floor is for the elders. Living room...The sub-fort outside the main fort is inhabited by guards and mine supervisors."

   "Where do ordinary mine workers and their families live?"

  "You should have seen it when you came. They lived in cave dwellings on the mountain outside the fort."

  "How many residents are there in Carbon Mountain?"

  Sanchez smiled and refused to answer.

  Roy turned to say, "The brothers who work in the mine near Carbon Mountain and the warriors of the hunting team live nearby?"

  Although Sanchez was very surprised why he asked this, he still gave a positive answer.

  Roy thought, it is unlikely that he will search all the dwarves.

The dwarves who have the opportunity to enter the forest and have close contact with the deer head spirit. The dwarves who are planted with imprints are most likely from hunting teams, or dwarves working in nearby mines, groups that have been staying inside Carbon Mountain, such as dwarf women, blacksmiths, and dwarves. Winemaker, it is unlikely that there will be that opportunity.

  So the first target of his search was on this group of people.

  "Leave the wine cellar aside. The climate in the valley is so cold that I really can’t adapt. Can you take me to the bathhouse first? I want to take a hot bath to warm my body."

   Although Sanders was surprised that the young guest had to take a bath early in the morning, he didn't ask anything.

   "Of course no problem, please follow me."

  (End of this chapter)