The Journey of the Demon Hunter

These people stood on both sides of the room distinctly, and on the marble podium under the vertical window stood a lady with brown hair and a slightly raised nose. Her clothes were gorgeous and exquisite, and there were also a few noble women in silk garb behind her, but compared with the ladies on the podium, they looked much inferior in appearance and clothes.

Zelin walked along the road paved with azure carpet. He looked down at the delicate carpet and assessed the price by the way. It is not his specialty to deal with people in the palace. It is easier to walk into the monster lair than to walk here. At least the latter belongs to the professional scope of demon hunters, and etiquette and heraldry are not stored in the brain.

"This is a beloved lady, Duchess Anna Henrietta. Please salute, Demon Hunter."

Zelin bent down and bowed politely. There is no doubt that the most dazzling lady is the Duchess of Toussent. He looks very young, maybe just thirty years old. At least as far as the person sitting in the seat of duke is concerned, she is really good. Young and beautiful.

"Please get up, one of Heshan's Glory." Duchess Anna said. Her voice was very nice, but for some reason, looking at the appearance of the duchess, Zelin thought of another person, that Xianna.

"It's nice to see this demon hunter who is a hero in Towsonte. Sir McVide has told me all that happened in Heshan. Your battle with these knights wiped out the bandit warlord in the wilderness. You are helping Towsonte’s northern wilderness to become peaceful and safe again. Those robbers will understand that Towsonte has you people who perform justice, not a place where they can occupy the mountains as king." Anna solemnly said, "I have already I have met Sir McVide and his comrade-in-arms brother. In view of your contribution, I intend to give you a private interview, but it will be postponed until tomorrow. I hope you can receive the hospitality of a glorified man in Belekel Palace. "

Chapter 269 Civilization and Barbarism

As a subordinate duchy of Nilfgard, Towsonte’s military force only has a garrison to maintain law and order, and a knights loyal to the Duchess.

After all, as part of the empire, the principality does not need any standing army. Even if Tousant is attacked, the Imperial Legion will protect Tousant and eliminate all invaders. In theory, Towson would not be in any danger, because the man in black can solve all the troubles.

But that is only theoretical. When the war in the empire continued, Towsonte could only rely on the garrison and ranger knights to maintain the security of the principality. But when the Rivendell Valley was transformed into the territory of the Principality, Tousent, like the neighboring Sintra on the other side of the Amer Mountains, became the Nifogadian Empire and across the Yaruga River to the north. One of the imperial territories. A large number of garrisons and knights have been sent to new territories. Protecting southern immigrants and reclaiming wasteland is the most important task at present.

A large number of local people still remember the era of Queen Carranxi's reign. If the empire wants to ensure the stability of the northern border, the best way is to move a large number of southern residents who are loyal to the empire to newly conquered places.

"Look at this **** broken place, there are forests and swamps everywhere."

With the halberd on his shoulders, Calder straightened the iron round hat. The humid climate in the dense forest made his clothes look like water, and the iron breastplate made him clammy. Behind them, a group of laborers were waving their axes and cutting down the towering trees to the ground. The loud noise when every tree falls will cause a burst of cheers.

Members of the Merchants Association have invested in many logging farms here. In this ancient forest, people have found many precious trees that are hard to see in the south. Such a large-scale forest can supply wood for the reconstruction of Sintra and the construction of immigrant towns. As if it was just overnight, countless lumber yards were like teeth, biting hard in the forest, and constantly approaching the sacred oak trees that the druids had enshrined for hundreds of years.

"Be careful. I heard that there are cultists here. There are always strange religions in the north."

"Ha! Maybe they will still take living people to sacrifice, look at this place, there are woods everywhere, are they still barbarians living in the forest?"

"Who knows what those northerners like, all they have to do is protect these pioneers. I have never been to the north, and I don't want to go." Another guard coughed a few times. But the screams of the loggers overwhelmed his cough.

"What!?"

The two halberd guards clenched their weapons. They turned around and saw a lumberjack not far away sitting on the ground with fright. He was still working on logging, and the axe stuck at the root of a tree. The other two loggers ran to the door where the guards were and fled. They ran away, tripped, got up and continued to run, tripped over a tree branch, and then got up and ran.

The loggers ran up to the guard, without seeing the guard at all, and ran straight between the two guards. The guard saw the face, which was pale, distorted by fear, with wide eyes that looked like it was about to fall out. But in fact, the guard’s face was no different from him. They grew their mouths and watched the axe that was cut on the root of the tree being thrown to the ground. This was not taken by the woodcutter. It was the tree and the cut one. The tree stood up like a sitting person.

This is an extremely large oak tree. Its branches are like human arms. They took out the axe that had been cut on him and threw them to the ground. A place that looks like a huge acorn may be its eyes. It scanned the felled trees and stumps around it, then grabbed the lumberjack who had collapsed on the ground and passed out, and walked towards the two holding long trees. Halberd guards at a loss.

"What the **** is this!"

"Run away!"

"This is a monster!"

The guards threw away the halberds that would hinder them in the dense forest, and fled to the camp outside. But they were too slow. They didn't take two steps. A huge force came from behind, and their running steps left the ground.

"The sun god! It caught me, Domit! It caught me!"

Calder shouted loudly, but his companion hung on the branch on the other side without saying a word. The hat on his head didn't know where it fell, and he seemed to have passed out.

"Quiet, quiet, you made the tree angry."

The druid girl in a white robe was sitting on the branch on the shoulder of the tree man. She wore a flower crown and seemed to be comforting the angry tree man. "Quiet, quiet. Be gentle with the trees, don't pinch them to death."

"Where are you taking us?! You can't sacrifice us alive!"

"Quiet, quiet." The druid girl just repeated these words. Calder wanted to say something, but all he could do was to keep his teeth shaking as the Treant moved forward. Until the end, he found that he had come to the edge of the forest. There was more than one tree man, four or five tree men stood on the same line. Each tree was hung with guards or a few loggers. Obviously, these hapless guards and The loggers come from several other logging farms.

"Then they threw all our immigrants, workers and guards out of the forest."

The Renate knight took a glass of Beleker’s special wine and drank it, soothing his throat. “They are blatantly provoking the sacred code of Towson, and even defying the laws of the empire.”

"Thank you for your narration, Sir Renate." Duchess Anna nodded.

Zelin originally thought that this would be a private meeting, as literally said, but in fact, this private meeting was attended by almost fifteen people. Perhaps the private meaning of the South and the North are different, which may be for Tousant. , The private meeting means that you can stand in the room more relaxedly, and you must keep bending over if you don’t need to talk, and remember everyone’s title.

Most of them here are noble ladies of Towson, they seem to be friends of Duchess Anna, and some young knights. Of course, even in private meetings, servants and maids are also essential members.

"Master Demon Hunter, we have all heard about your mysterious rituals and rewards, an accidental discovery, right?" The duke put away the chessboard knight report and looked at Zelin. "So with this, I Decided to give you the unexpected thing I received a few days ago." She clapped her hands, and an attendant came up with a tray. A piece of bright golden nylon cotton was placed in the tray, and a roll of parchment paper was placed on it. The parchment was covered with the wax seal and seal of Duchess Anna. "Please accept it, Master, I think it should be worthy of your contribution to Tousant."

PS: Three shifts today, there is one more chapter in the future

Chapter 370 Dawn

"Duke Anna gave me an unimaginable reward, but for me, I would rather she give me a bag of gold coins."

The name of the Petrified Chicken Lizard Hotel comes from the decorations that were once hung in the hotel. A past owner of this hotel claimed to have killed a petrified chicken lizard with his own hands, and cut off the monster's head and hung it on the hotel counter to prove his bravery. This move attracted many people to the hotel, not only for drinking and leisure, but also for seeing the legendary monster heads that can petrify creatures only by looking at them. Until a professor from the North, Osenfurt pointed out, this is not the head of a petrified chicken lizard, but just a piece of wild boar head, cockscomb and goat horns.

The head was thrown into the garbage, but the name of the hotel has been preserved.

"Guardian of Rivendell, a vulgar name."

"I think so too." Zelin nodded sympathetically. "Then he told her that letting the rabbit go to deliver the letter and using sand as a foundation is as ridiculous as binding a demon hunter to a small area."

"So you hit the Duke?" Resso held the cup. "You want to tell me to run away? Otherwise, the guards will grab all the demon hunters and throw them into prison."

"I'm not a fool."

Zelin certainly understood why the Duchess would do this. In the Rivendell Valley, Towsonte’s garrison will encounter a bunch of things they have never seen before. Water ghost, evil ghost, fog demon, swamp witch, werewolf. People in the south seem to think that these monsters that are accustomed to the north are just creatures made up in fairy tales. Any northerner knows that there are dangerous people near the river bank, and walking into the swamp is even more dangerous. When the sun is shining and the moon is bright Never go out, it means that the demon spirits of the day and night are active.

Where there is a corpse, there will be corpse-eating creatures and ghost dogs formed by resentment, but the people of Towson actually put the corpses in a place called a morgue. They are just refrigerated and do not do any treatment. Will burn as soon as possible. Thanks to the fact that there are not so many monsters in the south, if you are north of the Yaruja River, within three days, you will see ghouls in the morgue. There are also those good crypts that Zelin doesn't know what to say. There are as many monsters underground as there are monsters in the sea, because intelligent races rarely set foot underground and deep sea, but these Towsonites actually dig crypts and use them as warehouses.

But compared with blindly going deep into the forest, the cave is not worth mentioning. The druid said that there are deer head monsters in that forest, and there may also be female monsters and demons. These powerful creature classes are not just monsters that soldiers and knights can deal with.

"I understand why you say that the South needs more demon hunters. There are not many monsters in the South, but people don't know anything about monsters."

"And the price is fair."

When southerners brought these vices to the Rivendell Valley, which can be called the northern region, various problems emerged. The farmers did not know that they would hide at home at noon, and there were reports of missing persons in several settlements. It must be the day demon spirits, those demon spirits dancing in the fields in white wedding dresses. There are still some people missing in the swamp. Obviously, these people don’t understand the meaning of fog. It is not a natural weather. It is the white fog brought by the appearance of the little mist demon. Sometimes these fog demon will be led by the swamp witch. , The best way to deal with it is to put down your work as soon as possible and hide in the room as soon as you see the fog, close the door tightly, and wait until the fog dissipates before coming out.

But southerners know nothing about these dangers.

"So the Duchess needs someone who can deal with all these troubles and provide advice to the garrison."

This arrangement can not only serve as a good honor reward, but also allow the demon hunter to help solve the problems in the north, killing two birds with one stone.

"Will she pay you?" Oakes, another demon hunter of the Viper School, sat on the other side of the table and asked, "Payment?"

"Remuneration? The duke will not pay me. He wants me as a defender to ensure the safety of the area, and then the settlers will come directly to the demon hunter when they are in danger." Zelin's hand drew a circle. "They went to the security team, and the security team notified me, but every fall, the settled village would take out a small part of their harvest and convert it into Franc coins and give it to me."

"Sounds great." Sykes whistled. He is one of the four demon hunters of the Viper School. "You can work in the river valley for many years. Unlike us, you have to track chaos and war all day long. Where there is chaos, where there is war, there will be death. Monsters, then you need a demon hunter."

"But I can't stay in the south, staying in the same place for several years without leaving." Zelin shook his head. "If I had been a few years ago, I would be happy to accept this commission."

"Did you push it?" Reso said, "It's a pity."

"No, I can't stay in the valley all day, but I am not the only demon hunter in this world." Zelin clasped his arms and looked at Resso. "We can cooperate. As different schools, we can all solve the problem there. Monster, in the name of a unified college." Seeing them all looking at him, Zelin continued.