The Divine Hunter

Chapter 64: Report

  Chapter 64 Report

  On the other side, the Demon Hunter took Kelvin to Spontall to investigate.

  The cold wind in the north was piercing, and the village chief of Sponsol stood at the entrance of the village and was trembling with the blow.

  When the white-haired dwarf came into sight, he immediately humped his back, which was close to forty-five degrees, with a smile on his face, like a house dog welcoming his owner.

   "Master Kelvin, welcome to Spontall. It is a great honor for the whole village."

  While talking, he led forward and led the two into the village. When the leader Kelvin passed by, he enthusiastically grasped the opponent's black hairy hand, the latter touched him casually, and his hand quickly retracted back.

  Then the witcher saw the dwarf rubbing his clothes with disgust.

  Cassili chuckled, his tone still full of flattery and a hint of tension,

   "My lord, are you here to deliver the good news this time? Has the murderer in the mountain been caught?"

  "Are you questioning our ability?"

  Kelvin lifted his chin and gave him a vicious look. Obviously the height is only as high as the village chief's chest, but his expression and posture are like a tall giant, full of disdain.

  "Stop talking nonsense, this is the master Demon Hunter Resso invited by Tanshan. He has something to ask you. Give me an honest answer!"

   "When... of course... we will complete your task meticulously!"

  Cassily turned his face and saw the demon hunter walking out of the dwarf team, his eyes suddenly became weird, and he recognized the freak who had ruthlessly rejected his commission.

  At the beginning, this man was so cruel and ruthless, and he dismissed his pleading. Now, the corner of Cassili's mouth was tanned, and a trace of triumph flashed in his eyes to the extreme.

  It seems to be saying, didn’t you reject us at the beginning, and now you are obediently accepting this commission?

  The demon hunter, but also a dog of the dwarf...

  His back straightened slightly, as if he felt that he was more noble than the demon hunter.

  The dwarves despise the villagers, the villagers despise the demon hunters, and the dwarves in turn respect the demon hunters. It is a strange cycle.

  Reso didn’t care, and said lightly,

   "Are the villagers at home now?"

  Cassili generally glanced at the dwarf when he asked for instructions, and the dwarf nodded at him.

   "Yes...Except for the few brothers in the mine, everyone is staying at home, because they are afraid of ghosts. No, they are afraid of the dirty stuff. They dare not run around."

"Now you go with Kelvin, I'll go around... I'll look for you if I have something to do." The demon hunter swept around the wooden and stone houses in the village, and began to walk around outside, observing the women, children and the elderly in the house through the windows. .

  ……

  Roy and the Demon Hunter did their responsibilities, and the day passed quietly.

  Late night, in the bedroom.

  The two began to count their gains again.

   "Did you find it in Spontall?"

   "All checked, the imprint parasite is not in the village." There was no surprise on the face of the Demon Hunter.

   "Did you miss the villagers working in the mine?"

   "If Cassili did not lie, then I saw all the villagers today, and no one had contact with the deer head spirit."

"Furthermore, Kelvin and I destroyed the second totem today." At this point, the demon hunter rubbed his chin with a surprised expression. "This time, the deer head didn't even send a beast to interfere and let my sabotage behave. This is not compatible. Normally, as expected, it should have stepped up its counterattack."

  "This is good news anyway. Lu Shou Jing weakens one point, and our chance of winning is one more point." The boy thought of the daytime events, and smiled, "Today I also found out..."

   "Oh? Let's just listen, you found the clue to the parasite?" The demon hunter's expression moved.

"No, that sly guy hid very deeply without showing a hint of his feet." Roy paused, "I found something strange about the case. I inquired from a dwarf friend, four of Tanshan's Two of the dead were from the fifth mine. The captain of the fifth mine was Kelvin Hogg who assisted you in your investigation."

"Do you suspect that he has a ghost?" The demon hunter closed his eyes for a moment and shook his head. But since you mentioned this, I will check."

  Roy went on to say, "As for the second force that you mentioned yesterday, hidden in the carbon mountain, helping the deer head spirit, I have a little eyebrow."

   "Little devil, you are moving very fast." Amber eyes flashed in surprise, "Who took the news out of his mouth?"

"Do you remember the four drunks we met on the first day on board Mahakam? After these two days of contact, I found that they are not very scheming guys and worthy of trust," Roy thought of the dwarf who was drunk. With embarrassment, the corners of his mouth bend, "Wine is their weakness, and the elder promised that I have a full drink and water pipe. Of course I have to make good use of this."

   "I don't know Yaxie Fayin, I can only make this kind of crooked trick."

  "After they got drunk, they accidentally said that they mentioned the Squirrel Party..." His voice sank, "Reso, do you know this organization?"

  The sparse eyebrows of the Demon Hunter moved, "I spend most of my time in the South, and I have never heard of this organization. Just established?"

"It's not long established." Roy thought for a while and explained, "In short, the Squirrel Party is an organization that hates humans extremely. Most of its members are elves and mixed elves. They try their best to win over other ancient races. Such as dwarves, halflings, and goblins, as long as they hate humans, they can be used for them. At present, they are mainly found in Hundred Flower Valley and other ancient race gathering places."

   "According to your statement, there are countless dwarves living in Carbon Mountain, and they are all potential targets," the Demon Hunter groaned, "The Squirrel Party will most likely target them..."

"That's right. In the long period of his rule, Broval Hogg, the elder of Carbon Mountain, has maintained neutrality and peaceful coexistence with mankind." Roy said, "He will never allow such extreme organizations as the Squirrel Party in Mahakam. Taking roots and sprouting, the relationship between the two is the same as fire and water."

  The teenager thought of Edsberg, the corpse in the barrel-Vernon Ryan. When examining the corpse, he found the rat tail tattoo on the heel of the opponent. This revolutionary leader is undoubtedly a squirrel party member.

  Since the squirrel party is hidden in the city of Edsberg at the foot of Mahakam Mountain, there are also nine out of ten near Carbon Mountain.

"The Deer Shou Jing vainly tried to control the Carbon Mountain, and he was also fighting against the Great Elder." Roy's eyes flashed, "The enemy's enemy is a friend...It makes sense. The Squirrel Party is secretly assisting the Deer Shou Jing, this one. Only the ancient monsters have the confidence to plot Carbon Mountain... Maybe it was the Squirrel Party who brought the deer head spirit to Mahakam."

  The Deer Head Spirit is also called Mori Spirit. In a sense, it is the guardian of the forest, so it kills the humans who destroy the forest and the environment.

  There are also extraordinary existences close to nature in the elves, such as the field queen Dana Midbee. The Squirrel Party can use their power to communicate and cooperate with Lu Shou Jing.

  "Do not rule out this possibility." The demon hunter agreed with his thoughts, "but there is no conclusive evidence that the Squirrel Party haunts Mahakam and colludes with the deer head spirit. You can't convince anyone."

   "To make the worst plan for everything, you should tell the elder," Roy insisted, "If something happens in the future, we have done our duty to remind."

  The witcher thought for a moment,

   "Then according to what you said, you will meet with the elder to report the matter tomorrow morning. I will act according to the original plan, so as not to be seen by others."

  ……

  The next morning.

  In the deepest part of the furnace hall, on the throne poured by black iron, the great elder Broval Hogg of Carbon Mountain stroking his frost-colored beard, staring at the young man in front of him with majestic eyes.

  In the huge palace, the lights were brilliant, but the guards were dismissed completely, leaving only two.

"Boy, where did you hear about the Squirrel Party?" Brovard's voice was like sand and gravel rubbing, his face was sloppy and his tone was full of displeasure, "The four greedy silly bugs revealed it to you? I have sealed the password to the entire Carbon Mountain long ago, and I dared to disclose the secrets, and I can't spare them!"

"No, the elder, it has nothing to do with them." The young man quickly clarified that he didn't want to involve the four dwarves. "Actually, I had heard of the Squirrel Party before I came to Carbon Mountain. If you don't believe me, you can ask your nephew Seville. I mentioned this organization to him as early as Edesberg."

  Roy repeated what he said to the four dwarves.

"Okay, I will believe you for the time being... I will send someone to check it later," the elder groaned, "but your previous remarks that squirrels are lurking near Carbon Mountain are not true. As early as a year ago, The group of extremists and the dwarves who favored them were all cleared out of Mahakam. To this day, the patrol team and the people of Carbon Mountain have found no sign of the Squirrel Party."

   "Otherwise, I should have known it." Broval waved his hand, and his white beard fluttered on the bright red silk on his chest. "Your inference is just worrying about excessive conjecture. Don't mention it again."

  "Since the murderer is the deer head spirit, find it and kill it, and come to me with the spoils. This is the only goal for you and the demon hunter."

   "But you came to remind me that it is out of good intentions, and you must reward..." The great elder's voice became gentle, "What do you need now, even if you bring it up..."

  Roy squeezed his fingers, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. What is the purpose of this Mahakam elder? Since he didn't believe his inference, let him make a request again?

  He unceremoniously asked, "Dear Elder, I want the right to enter and exit Carbon Mountain freely... and a few skilled guards, preferably old people you can trust."

  If there is a squirrel party hidden in the carbon mountain, his investigation will definitely anger the other party. Reso is in the distant mountains during the day, and he has to find another bodyguard.

   "As you wish." The elder happily agreed, "I will tell you to go down later. Except for a few forbidden areas in the fortress, you can enter and exit other places at will, including various mining areas. As for the people you want..."

  The big elder held his chin and thought, "Just the four big fools. I will temporarily transfer them out of the garrison and follow your instructions."

  Roy suffocated his breath, and it was dangerous to accompany him in the investigation. He didn't want to entrap someone with a good relationship this time.

  "Can I change people, Grand Elder?"

  "Aren't they eager to drink with you?" Brovard shook his head and refused, "Just treat them as perfect!"

  (End of this chapter)

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