The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 84 The Road to Airland

  The vast plain, a breeze blew across the smoky village in the distance, to the side of a cheerful waterfall and creek that fell on the low ridge.

  The golden sunlight illuminates a bare buttocks.

  The owner of the ass, an unclothed teenager was holding his belly, his face was pale, and he vomited into the stream. The food had been vomited up, and the vomit was only clear water.

   While vomiting, he stared fiercely at the big bald guy with his hands on the back of his neck and closed his eyes on the grass. The big guy was also cool, with two fresh breeze, and his physique like a winter bear made him not care about the cold wind blowing.

   "I haven't vomited enough... Tsk tsk... Really drink... The dwarves who drink well will bow down to you when they see you..."

  Roy rolled his eyes as he listened to the breeze, "Oh...you didn't do it...you..."

   "This can't be wronged to me, obviously I saved you..."

  The water pool in the mine tunnel was deep and long, and Roy almost didn't stun in a breath. Fortunately, the demon hunter who later caught up with him dived out with his sharp one-leg swimming skills.

  He threw another sentence over, "We are even, right?"

  Then the two set up a bonfire and toasted their wet bodies. By the way, they found a wooden board nearby, fixed the demon hunter's injured leg again, and made a simple walking stick.

  Then the boy sat by the campfire, sinking into the template.

  Roy

  Age: 13 years and 11 months

  Identity: civilian, apprentice witcher

  HP: 55

Attributes:

   Strength: 5

  Agility: 5.1→6.1

  Physique: 5.5

  Perception: 7

  Will: 6→6.5

  Charm: 5→6

  Spirit: 6.5 points

Skill:

   Slaughter LV4

  Observe LV2

  Meditation LV2

  Crossbow Specialization LV1

  The elegance of wind (passive curing)

Profession:

  The Demon Hunter LV4 (600/2000)

  Phase: Apprenticeship (Next phase: Go through a trial of green grass, hunt 7/10 kinds of magic creatures, and advance to a junior monster hunter)

   School: Viper (to be determined, has not taken the snake pie herbal medicine)

  Professional characteristics:

  Main attribute: Locked as will. Every time you upgrade your level, you don't need to consume attribute points, and your will will increase by 0.5 (apprentice stage)

  Bound weapons: You have bound the crossbow——Gabriel (upgraded), Steel Sword——Guvhill (upgraded), Silver Sword——None

  Full recovery...

  Loot package: 2 cubic meters.

  Remaining: 1 attribute point, 1 skill point.

  ……

  This trip to the Smilk mine road was rewarded beyond imagination.

  First of all, he acquires the thin Ayn El bloodline and becomes a quarter elf. The racial talent provides a bonus of 1 agility and 1 charm. The induction of magic power during meditation has also improved.

  Secondly, the level of the Demon Hunter is lv3→lv4, and the main attribute will automatically increases by 0.5.

  Actually, he didn't intend to make the will the main attribute, but at the moment he was seriously injured and dying and his level rose, his subconscious made a choice.

Among all the attributes of    Demon Hunter Reso, except for Charm, Will is the second to last, with only 10 points, which in disguise shows how difficult it is to improve this attribute.

  What's more, the will affects the power of the melee magic "shock". As long as he continues to hunt monsters and raise the level of slaughter, the purpose of will will become more and more extensive, and it will definitely not only deter this kind of attack method. The attribute description also clearly remembers that it can interfere with reality to a certain extent, and he is looking forward to it.

  In addition, to survive the trial of green grass, a firm will to survive is also very important. So although this main attribute surprised him, it didn't regret it.

  Roy thought for a long time, still planning to allocate all resources to physique and will before the trial of the grass. After all, the Demon Hunter promised that if his body is up to the standard, his herbal medicine can use the mutagenesis of the ancient deer head essence and other advanced monsters, and he wants to fight for it.

  The choice of remaining 1 attribute point and 1 skill point is very simple-add physique and meditation skills, because improving meditation skills can increase physique and spirit by 0.5, so a total of 1.5 physique and 0.5 spirit will be added.

  On this trip to the mine, the attributes increased by more than two points, and he plans to adapt completely after a period of time, and then add it.

  Roy is about to turn his attention to the bound weapons, appreciate and appreciate the changes in the weapons after the upgrade.

   Suddenly his ears were erected, immediately put out the bonfire, and helped the witcher into the dry alfalfa bush nearby.

  A moment later, two rustic farmers carrying pitchforks walked over here with their backs on their shoulders.

   said excitedly,

"Did you watch the performance last night? I told you that the waist of the dancing woman is thinner than the willow branches in my backyard, and the face is whiter than snow flakes, just like the fairy in the sky. I I don’t believe that such an outstanding beauty can be born out of the lowly elves! By the way, what is the name of the sea lion for that acrobatic troupe?"

"It's a sea scorpion! An inexperienced hillbilly." Another farmer sipped, with an arrogant expression of "I'm not the same as you." Acting with love has always been a noble art that only the city masters are qualified to appreciate, you know an egg!"

  "I don’t understand, anyway, I watched it for free last night! If I perform again tonight, I will still appreciate it! ‘’The farmer rubbed his hands with a smile on his face.

   "Idiot, you are not afraid that the tigress will know that you are hungry for two days?!"

   "If the old lady dares, I will let her not get out of bed for three days..."

The farmer said that he came to the clover bush, lowered his trouser belt, and took out a soft bird. "Look at this, it is longer than the donkey in Old Dedi's family, just like the yin passing by the village of Mymen. As described by the poem, I am "hidden with treasures but living in seclusion in the countryside." It is a pity that the ugly woman has been ruined. Only the outstanding beauty of the sea scorpion can rejuvenate it!"

  As he said, he aimed at the clover bush, hummed a little song, closed his eyes, and then felt that his eyes were dark and he lost consciousness with a muffled hum.

  Waiting for him to wake up, he found that his companion was lying next to him, the wind was blowing, and he gently stroked the two naked black thighs and the developed chest hair.

  They were all naked, except for a pair of pants, each holding two crowns of windfall in their hands.

  "Are we robbed?" But the money is enough to buy a few sets of clothes.

  The two immediately looked at each other, fell into a daze, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but bend.

  ……

  Royto wore a baggy linen underwear that was obviously one size bigger, with a wry smile on his face.

   "Why did I hide just now?"

   "I am used to hiding from evil spirits in the mine." The witcher said calmly.

   "The unprovoked attack on civilians is considered a violation of the Demon Hunter's Code?"

   "Little devil, aren't you talking nonsense?" The limping demon hunter wore a significantly smaller "bodysuit", and his developed chest muscles burst out of his clothes.

  He curled his mouth and said righteously, "That was called a legitimate counterattack, okay? Do you want to taste their urine? Or dangling bare buttocks under the eyes of the people?"

   "Also... forget it..."

  Hope that those few crowns can make up for their traumatized hearts.

  Leaving the high-altitude Mahakan and bid farewell to the freezing winter, the climate here is finally not so cold.

  The two walked to the distant village, planning to see if they could find a carriage or something.

  The terrain slowly descends, leading to farmland that is flat and neat, planted with various grains, like a mosaic floor. The fields are surrounded by rows of tall alder bushes, which outline the whereabouts of the country trails.

  The road took them straight to the lake, along the berm, past the ponds hidden among the alder trees, filled with noisy wild ducks, white-browed ducks, herons and waterfowls.

  In the reed room by the lake, the simple dock and the canoes moored nearby are clearly visible. There are also fishing nets and crab cages in the deep water of the lake.

  Roy stared at the flocks of wild ducks and couldn't help licking his lips. “After eating stiff and hard dry food for a week, resting in the village for a night, I have to roast some wild things tonight.”

  He never expected that the resources on the other side of Mahakam are so rich.

   "Count it, we have stepped into the territory of Tamoria?"

  The Demon Hunter said, "Accurately speaking, the land under our feet belongs to the affiliated kingdom of Tamoria-Elland."

He paused, "After taking two medicines before this period, your body has begun to adapt to the toxicity. Waiting for you to rest in the city of Elland... and then find the Temple of Meritelli, ready to start the next stage. Drug trials."

  Roy's heart trembled when he heard the words, but he was looking forward to it for a long time, and was a little afraid.

  He hesitated and asked, "Reso...I always wanted to ask, is your bald head caused by a mutation?"

  The two went together for a few months, but apart from the shaggy beard, the witcher did not grow a single hair on his bare head. Unlike him, the hair behind his head can be **** with a short ponytail.

   "What's the matter?" Reso raised his eyebrows, his eyes were fierce, "A few hairs fall, you are going to shrink?"

   "Don't dare!" Roy hurriedly showed his loyalty, "I'm just...um...curious."

  "Mutations are extremely uncertain. They may not make you bald, may also lose chest hair, and may also cause your skin to lose pigment. Of course, these side effects are trivial."

  Perhaps Geralt has gray hair and looks like an albino patient because of the mutation that caused the loss of hair pigment.

  Roy thought, "Is there any way to avoid it?"

   With a "pop", the big man patted his shoulder fiercely, "If a spellcaster assists you during the trial of the grass, it will be able to guide the direction of your body's mutation to a certain extent and avoid most of the sequelae."

   "Does Meritelli Temple have a caster?"

  The demon hunters did not answer any more, they entered a small village where human activities gathered.

In the villages below the mountain, there are rows of simple huts. During the period when chickens and dogs bark, villagers and peasant women carrying hoes cast curious eyes at them, and snotty children chasing hens in the yard bit their thumbs. With his eyes wide open, he stared at the two of them without blinking, as if he had seen some kind of strange beast.

  And Roy's eyes were locked in the innermost part of the village, a caravan of horses forming a circle.

   More than a dozen men and women who are obviously different from the plain-clothes of the villagers are leaning on the carriage with their backs, chatting in full swing.

   "Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe?" Roy rubbed his eyebrows, and walked over with the Demon Hunter.

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