The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"I'm here to tell you that you don't disturb my work, otherwise I won't waste my energy on a woman playing with fire."

The demon hunter should distinguish what is the real threat and what is the danger that needs him to deal with. The soldiers will deal with the thieves and the robbers in the forest waiting to cut the travelers' throats, but there are some things that are not enemies that these soldiers can solve.

This town has only low earth walls. Martina is not an important place. It is just a small town under Brenner, and there will be no towers for resident warlocks. There is no large forest nearby, let alone There will be powerful monsters like Deer Head Spirits or Squirrel Party guerrillas. On the street, there are only scattered members of the security team near the intersection, leaning on the wall to whistle to the passing woman, or holding a bottle of wine. Not yet awake.

But if they only deal with those townspeople who are unwilling to pay taxes to the king's tax officer, or thieves who steal at night, or the cultists of Conan Agta, their spears are enough. But if it is a real monster, Zelin estimates that a troll can slap three security team members to death. Fortunately, there are no swamps near Martina, only a lake and a stream that flows into Aina in the south. When Zelin passed by, he saw a statue enshrining the King of Water. There lived half-mermaids, and they were more peaceful creatures. At least unlike Willen, any pools and rivers are filled with countless water ghosts.

"The smell hasn't dissipated yet."

The demon hunter wrinkled his nose, and the opponent had a smell of beech wood. Maybe he would use wood to make some toys. The residual smell was very weak, but it was enough for Zelin to find the exact location.

He had received commissions from vampires in some cities. They were all gorefiends or winged brain demons. They would hide in sewers or abandoned houses, haunt them at night, looking for unlucky prey. Sometimes there are some vampire girls and Kata Kahn who can turn into human forms, living in the city like normal people. It is troublesome to catch them, because they are very careful. Only some crazy people can cause them like murderers. Pay attention to the city guards. Finally, when the guards are helpless, they go to the demon hunters, and the demon hunters will take their heads.

These creatures will basically choose occupations that are easy to obtain blood without causing suspicion, such as doctors, or teachers, or orphanage directors, but he has never heard of precedents of pretending to be a toy merchant.

But even so, to face these monsters, Zelin will try to let any unrelated humans leave. What's more, the one who has to follow is not a warrior with many battles, but a woman who is deliberately unpredictable. Any unnecessary variables may lead to unpredictable and dangerous results, regardless of whether the initial starting point is good or bad.

The caravan that hired him will leave in the afternoon, and Zelin still has three hours, but that's enough.

The hot weather was so humid. The wet clothes hanging on the houses on both sides of the street aggravated the dampness, as if the whole town was covered by steam, and there were sticky sweat and shadows everywhere. There is no dry muddy water and the smelly garbage dump that has not been cleaned up makes Zelin cover his nose, which is even worse than the swamp witch's lair. Two black cats that were chasing ran past him in tandem, and the listless dogs were lying on the ground, their tongues sticking out.

In the end, the smell brought the demon hunter to a toy store on the side of the street.

Chapter 340 Dilav wants a peaceful life

Zelin certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to track him within the opponent's line of sight. Vampires have much more sensory abilities than humans. If it is for Xianna's tracking, it is estimated that the other party will find him if he can't take a few steps.

Although the vampire killing the thief has nothing to do with him, no one knows what will happen to a vampire who is alarmed or irritated. It can't be injured by the spears of the security team. It can kill a lot of people. Then leave calmly.

Of course, the demon hunter can completely leave without seeing anything before. But for Zelin, this is not his way of behavior.

This is an inconspicuous house, just off the street to the left of Martina. The exterior wall of the house was painted light blue, and the name of the toy store was written in red paint on the wooden boards hanging in front of the door. The paint with the name prefix has mostly peeled off due to the wind and sun. Only Nazawa can only be seen vaguely. Er three characters.

The door of the store is open, the position of the door and the window are facing away from the sun, standing outside the door, the room reveals the faint candle light. Two children are standing on the other side of the street, wearing patched clothes, looking enviously at the toys in the window.

Zelin walked into the house, opened his eyes wide, and adapted to the suddenly dimming light.

The dark room was filled with a strong smell of wood, and several bundles of cotton used for stuffing toys hung on the wall. The furniture inside is only a wooden table, a sleeping bed and many vertical cabinets, on which are placed various toys. The wooden table should be his workbench, with carving knives, pieces of paper and unfinished toys stacked on the tabletop.

"Welcome to the toy store." Dilav put down the carving knife in his hand. He stared at Zelin's clothes and eyes for a few seconds, then slightly tightened the corners of his mouth. "Devil hunter, do you want to buy toys?"

"Yes, I want to buy a toy."

Upon closer inspection, Zelin noticed that Dilav had a noble face, and the black hair that was combed back had some texture, which was impressive. The wrinkles on his cheeks indicated that his appearance was much more mature than the demon hunter expected. The straight black windbreaker was neatly managed, without any wrinkles, and his shoulders were spotlessly clean. He was not like a tax collector, but rather like a man you would see at a court ball.

Zelin looked at Dilav and shrugged, "I hope the toys here are not too expensive."

"Why would a demon hunter want to buy toys?"

Dilav stood up, his hands behind him. He didn't start pushing merchandise like other merchants, but stood by the workbench, waiting for the answer to the question.

"Because he was so foolish that he would encounter a problem with the demon hunter who stepped into danger without receiving a request, so he wanted to buy a toy, hoping to get an answer from it."

Zelin turned his back to each other. He stood in front of a wooden cabinet and looked at the toys inside. Doll bears, toy wooden horses, and marionettes in bright red clothes hang from the roof. Rabbits, squirrel puppets, or soldiers carved from wood are placed one after another in the grid of the cabinet. There are also a few bear dolls in the aisle. Looking around, they are all cute toys suitable for children to play with.

"Your name is Dilav?"

"Elric Thorn, from Nezer. My friends sometimes call me Dilav." He pointed forward slightly. "What answers can these toys tell you."

Zelin lowered his eyes, and the index finger and thumb of his right hand touched the ring on the index finger of his left hand. He was standing at the door with the silver ring shining in the candlelight not far away. The demon hunter seemed to be admiring the toys on the cupboard, and turned slightly to let his eyes move from the puppet to the toy horse. At the moment of movement, the line of sight moved down calmly, and the smooth silver ring swept across where Sang was standing at the same time like a mirror.

A flashing image confirmed his guess.

There is no shadow.

A vampire with no shadow in the mirror, a high-level vampire who can transform into a human form.

"Look at these toys. Horses, deer, and rabbits are all cute things, but among these cute things, there is a huge brown bear doll. If these toys were alive, what would this bear be like? Your thoughts?"

Zelin turned his head and continued to meet Dilav's gaze, "Why is it here? Will it be happy? There is food everywhere, as happy as a child lying in candies and cakes?"

"No, I don't think it will be happy. It is more likely that it will feel very unhappy. There is no such thing or no friend of it. It dares not show its paws for fear of being hated by the dolls around it." Walked to the cabinet, "Perhaps, it wants a peaceful life, and can live like other dolls around." He held the lonely doll, "I don't want to be repelled by the people around, I don't need to dodge, I don't have to think about it. A hunter with a bow and arrow came to the door and can live normally in this society, so it has no sharp claws on its palm."

"Very good... but will it always have such wonderful thoughts? Maybe one day, it will suddenly think that it is just food to stay away from the animals that may conflict with it in life, and now these foods will interact with it. Arguing, so it showed its claws, and it only took a few clicks and the food really became food."

In the sight of the demon hunter, those dark eyes looked at the doll. He is holding the puppet in one hand, and the fingers of the other hand traverse the position where the puppet’s mouth should be, but there is no mouth made there.” So it closed its mouth tightly. This shop is a humble shop. In this small place, the surrounding dolls regard it as a neighbor, and it doesn’t want to let a peaceful life go to waste because of words."

Zelin looked at the toy store owner. The latter put the doll back to its original position, turned his head, and looked at Zelin.

"Have you got your answer, Demon Hunter?"

Zelin sighed, "An answer better than I expected." He pointed to the squirrel doll in the wooden cabinet. "How much are these two dolls?"

"Ten Oren."

Holding two toys, he walked out of the store. The dazzling sunlight outside at noon made him squint his eyes slightly, and he wiped the drops of sweat on his forehead. The hot weather made this impermeable leather armor not so comfortable.

It's crazy.

However, if he meets someone who has nothing to do with the commission, he will pretend to see nothing. It is estimated that he is still a demon hunter who is running around making money, no different from other demon hunters. No other world, portal, or academy will have anything to do with him. After all, when I helped the girl who came to Camelot, there was no mention of remuneration or apprenticeship at first.

Zelin walked to the two children across the street, squatted down, and handed them the toys.

"This is given to you by the good owner of the toy store. Let's play with it."

"This...is this true?" The two children looked at the brand new toys in disbelief.

"Yes, boy, go home."

"Thank you! Good sir, and Mr. Boss, thank you!"

Seeing the kid running away happily, the demon hunter shook his head and walked along the road to the hotel where he had an appointment with the caravan.

At the end of the street, two men in thin shirts retracted their protruding heads.

"The eldest sister should be talking about this guy. I will continue to follow him. Tell the boss and the guys outside. I will go to the hotel to see how many swords the team of merchants have to protect. When he and the team of merchants leave the city, I will send you a signal. At that time, kill him and the caravan together without leaving a living."

Chapter 341 The Price of Loyalty

This caravan of only four people is going to Bruges.

Bruges, the country that echoes Sintra across the Yaluga River was originally sandwiched between Sintra and Tamoria. Queen Carrance and King Foltest showed little interest in Bruges. , Everything seemed very peaceful, until more than a year ago, Bruges suddenly became one of the regions bordering the Nivelgaard Empire in the north and the Nivelgaard Empire in the south. The massacre in Sintra terrified the people of Bruges. When the news of the massacre reached the other side of the Yaruga River, the King of Bruges immediately asked the most trusted minister to go to Vizima with a letter, hoping to become Thai. Moria's protectorate surrendered to Foltest.

"Hey! Do you know that the gallows erected by the men in black can still be seen on the other side of the Yaruja River."

Riding on the back of rapeseed, listening to the two mercenaries next to the carriage boasting to each other about what they saw, "I can finally leave the **** garbage dump, wine like urine. And the village girl who smells like onions, when you do When they were like rocks, they stared at the ceiling and flicked their teeth. On the other side of the river were the Nilfgaards. Those **** with elf blood flowing on their bodies. I heard that they like to hang people on wooden poles and turn them into No bones are put down."

"Thank you we don't have to go to the other side of the river." A mercenary sipped on the ground and almost spit on the horseshoe of the rapeseed. Women are always so enthusiastic. When I arrive in Bruges, I will find a large, rich caravan, drink wine and whistle to return to Vizima. Let me tell you, the legs and hooves of the night demon, And that figure, great!"