The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"So you prepared a sign?"

"Yes, so even if there is no one in the castle, the townspeople can still bring their orders and post them on the notice board. When we get back, we can directly follow the orders on the notice board and complete them one by one."

The eloquence of the dragon descendants seems to have caused the merchants in the floating port area that have often passed by here to start to change their attitude towards the demon hunters. Although I don’t know whether this change will continue, but in any case, it is indeed considered A good thing, at least the people in the floating port have gradually begun to accept that there is a castle of armed mutants in the mountains outside the city.

The energetic Gnaya not only changed some people’s opinions, she also almost cleaned up the threat from the entire castle to the floating port area. In order to make it easier for the people in the town to come to the castle to ask for help, she did something on both sides of the mountain road. Guide signs and stake fences. The weeds near the castle were cleaned up, Miss Longyi also moved the underground cave out of gravel, clearing a large area, not only built a forging workshop, but also left more surplus space.

If workers are to be hired to do these things, it is estimated that a few petrified chicken lizards or one or two evil spirits in the cave will be killed.

"These...I should be so thankful..."

The unspoken words were blocked in her mouth. After a while, the white arms around the demon hunter’s neck were released. "Make your own home better, isn't this something everyone will do? Are you going to say, isn't this my home?"

"No... this is of course your home."

He held his arm in one hand and placed the other on his back and waist. Warm, with a touch of sweat, she half-squinted her eyes and pressed her body up like a playful, but then she turned around flexibly, sliding out of the arms of a demon hunter like a water eel .

"You are finally back. Let's find something to celebrate." Gnaiya picked up the longbow next to the stables as she walked. "I'll go to the floating port to get some beer, and by the way, see if there is any Anything that can be changed, I will come back later, and tell me tonight what you have done during this period, and..." She turned around and stretched out her finger, "I won't lose to you."

After that, Miss Long Yi turned on her horse, the gray horse raised her head and screamed a few times, then trot out of the castle and headed towards the floating port.

A clean castle, neatly stacked wooden barrels and long crates, everything in the castle is well managed. Gnaiya once joked that she was given a workbench and a flat piece of land. She could build a beautiful manor on her own, earn money on her own, contact the logging yard, look for stones, buy blueprints, and then after a lot of hard work, Can live in a home built by myself. Now it seems that she is not just joking.

"Feeling very happy?"

The wooden door of the warehouse where the portal connected to the sky was located was pushed open, and Francesca walked out. "How does it feel to go to the south?"

"Very good. How about you? Is there anything going on in the north during this time?"

Together they walked out of the castle and outside. A touch of green is always so rare in the Mahakam Mountains built of rocks. A juniper grows diagonally on the hillside outside the castle. The sorcerer waved her hand, and a breeze stroked it, blowing the dust that had fallen on the stone under the juniper like a servant. They were sitting here, looking at the castle below the hillside and the towering snow-covered peaks in the distance of Mahakam all day long.

"How long has it been."

"A year, nine months and eighteen days."

"Do you always remember?"

"I haven't forgotten."

They just sat silently on the hillside, listening to the breeze, the worms, and the birds. The mountain hare poked his head between the rocks, chewing on the last trace of green grass. The morning dew has not completely dissipated, and gradually gathered on the tip of the upside down rock, and then gathered into drops of water, which dripped under the push of gravity. Go to the rock that has been slightly potted below.

The female warlock held a stone in her hand, and her light-red gauze was slightly fluttering in the wind. "We are always moving forward." The stone drew a parabola from her hand and rolled down the sloping hillside. "I miss the past." Days."

"But we are not just alone anymore." Zelin leaned forward, his arms on his knees, and let the light breeze pass over the slightly messy ends of his hair. "Isn't it?"

"Oh... this is not what Miss Gnaiya taught you." The female warlock stern her mouth, but her slightly bent corners of her mouth exposed her thoughts. "But sweet words can't make those kings give up on non-human races." The prejudice and persecution, they have heard enough of similar words in their palace."

"What happened?"

"Come on, I have some latest news. Apart from you, I don't know who I should discuss with. Let's talk about business matters. We can talk about personal matters until the evening."

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Chapter 377 Conspiracy

Haji Fortress.

Every inch of the wall of this fortress guarding the Pontar Valley was stained with the blood of soldiers. The fortress divides the Punta River, the river that runs through the north, into two from the middle. Whoever controls the fortress will get the high taxes on the Punta River freight trade and excellent geographical advantages. The four countries are close to the Ponta River, and two large mountain ranges divide the north. As a result, the most convenient and fast transportation in the entire north is not land, but safer and more convenient water transportation. Whether it is transporting cargo from the sea to the inland, or sailing ships carrying soldiers to the port cities of any country, the Haji Fortress next to the Pontal River Valley will be the most important place.

In the past, the northern kings would only let their soldiers come to the fortress and seize the city wall.

But times are always changing.

"You are late, dear Mei Wei."

"I'm very sorry, sir." Livia's Queen Mei Wei played with the huge ruby ​​necklace on her neck, curling up her **** lips. "My motorcade must pass by Aden." The queen glanced at Ya on the other side of the table. King Dean Demavin "The road now is not easy to follow."

"Maybe it's because your car turned over on the road in Livia." The slightly old King Demavin snorted. "As far as I know, all the missionaries from the South who came to Aden Enter Aden’s territory through Livia."

"Enough, gentlemen, and beloved ladies. We are not here to better fight face to face." Vezmir II of Redania looked into the dim room. It was obviously noon, but the sky outside was so gloomy, the hurricane slammed the windows violently, and there was no sunlight in the gloomy sky, so people couldn't breathe.

After several changes of hands, this most important fortress in the North has been transformed into the most powerful fortress, and naturally, it is also the most suitable place for the kings to meet.

"Yes, I agree with this sentence." Kovind's King Hensett looked at the tapestry on the wall and snorted like a wild boar. The tapestry is embroidered to commemorate the last war between mankind and the elves a hundred years ago. In the ancient city of Lomune at the foot of the Blue Mountains, mankind defeated the last formed elven army, declaring that there would no longer be any elven kingdoms in this world, only the dominion, the Blue Mountains and the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

"It's time to make quarreling a thing of the past." Foltest of Tamoria, holding the cup in one hand, stood in front of the blinds and turned his back to the kings in the room, leaving his handsome profile faces to the guests. "We I have already lost too much in the quarrel, until the real threat puts the tip of the knife on the neck before I realize it."

"At least we have recovered." The eldest and smartest Wizmir II crossed his hands on the table. "Think about it. Five hundred years ago, when our ancestors set foot on this beach , The elves shrank their heads one by one, watching us **** the land from their hands little by little. They kept retreating, thinking that we only need one or two pieces of land, and they would stop until we The ancestors of the elves took away all the land and heads of the elves. Now, we are the elves, the Nilfgaards, and they are on the other side of the river, Madina, Nasser, Anglin, Sintra! The next one is just It will be Livia, Tamoria, Aden, and then Redania and Kovind!" He coughed twice, "We must not make the same mistakes as elves."

"But what should we do now? Go to war? Take the initiative to cross the Yaruga River? March toward Anglin, Sintra and Towson?" De Marvin sneered. The Order takes the lead in signing a peace treaty, and taking the initiative to start war will make us lose the support of warlocks.” This king may not be able to deal with government affairs in ordinary times, but war, seizing land and gold, any king will be proficient in this way.” He only The warlock needs to be persuaded to remain neutral, so that the men in black can kill our soldiers on the banks of the Yaruja River like an ant."

"Is there only meat and beer left in your head, Dermavin?" Hensett blamed unceremoniously. For many years, Kovind has been eyeing the Upper Aden area of ​​Aden. Years of border friction made it difficult for the two kings to sit together in harmony. "War? You can declare war, and then your castle will be there the next day." Surrounded by farmers motivated by missionaries in the South and merchants lured by spies, haven't you stupid pig noticed what happened?!"

"Let us reconcile, gentlemen." Wizmir II rubbed his forehead. "Sit down, Hensett was right. Two years ago, Nilfgard kicked a stone from the hillside. Now they Waiting for the arrival of the avalanche. Move your eyes to the outside of the castle to see what the land has become. From Grey Mountain to the forest of Bremerwood, from Praxie to Verden, there are elven squirrels everywhere. The guerrillas! The dwarves of Mahakam have begun to arm the fortresses in the mountains, and they still have military material trade with the south! The tree spirits of Brokler are getting more and more rampant, and the forest is full of human corpses. This is not A conflict, a riot, an uprising, this is a war, gentlemen, this is an imminent and ready war!"

The roaring wind and the sound of armed soldiers patrolling outside were gradually replaced by the sound of raindrops beating on the ancient city walls and metal window frames.

"The Squirrel Party..." Foltest said. "They keep harassing caravans, attacking farmers, and burning down villages. Wizmir is right. This is not a riot, they are invaders, they are Nilfgaards. The vanguard! They are buying time for the imperial army. These elves can live for a hundred years or a thousand years. As long as they don’t destroy them, they can continue to burn in the north, just like blood-sucking leeches!"

"When the man in black in Nilfgard reappears, the weak and feeble North will only lie on the ground and wait to die!" Wizmir continued. "I keep hearing a voice, someone said,'We are in Sutton Hill. Interrupted the backbone of the Nilfgard Empire. "The imperial people can only stay on the other side of the river like a dead mouse." Enhill is still sitting on the imperial throne! He cleaned the imperial army, and at least eight marshals dropped After losing his head, countless generals resigned due to illness or disappeared. Remember? We used to think that the Nilfgard people were crazy, and there was no marshal and generals. What would he use to manage the army. Now we understand that in Ebin, the Empire The young non-commissioned officer trained in the military academy controls the army, Wyndham, Duke of Atre of Ebin. He received our assistance, but in only three months, his army was destroyed by those young men!"

The dull thunder sound temporarily silenced the room.

The 378th chapter is overcast

"Let's open it up." Queen Mayvi let go of the jewel on her chest necklace. "The Nifogadians declared that they would not cross the Yaruga River. They were waiting, monitoring, and waiting for the next opportunity to attack. Think about it, who is good for this waiting? We? Or the Nilfgard Empire? Who will stand in place and wait to do nothing!"

"You are as smart as always, Mavre." Wizmir nodded. "A month ago, news from the south made me notice the danger. Then I met Foltest and we agreed that we must put aside the dispute, yes. It's time for unity action." The king of Redania looked at the kings at the meeting.

"This is about the future of the North. We, the five most powerful countries in the North, must make a decision! The spies encourage non-human beings to join the Squirrel Party, the missionaries declare to the farmers that the South has a better life, and promise to the Chamber of Commerce and The greater power of the union, these people began to move around, taking our tolerance and kindness as cowardice. When the Nilfgardians cross the river again, will they still be willing to fight the empire? Or choose to open the city gate and kneel down to Emperor Enhill ?"

A flash of lightning flashed across the room, which was gradually darkening.

"It's time! Show our true strength! Let those idiots who have stupid thoughts in their heads understand who is the real king! Let us together, in our own way, wake up the winter bear! Shake this place? The stiff and numb wall in the night!"

"War!" King Hensett stood up and said loudly, "Come to a military operation sweeping the north, bloodbath non-human beings! Let every river flow with the blood of elves!"

"Send troops to attack Hundred Flowers Valley and crush those free spirits!" Rarely, Demavin agreed with Hensett's words, "You must surround them and cut off any connection! At the same time, give King Uvel of Verden a chance to help him clean up Brockley. Ang's tree spirit! Kill any rebels and send those who surrender to a private reserve further north!"

"Yes, we unite and completely destroy all non-humans who dare to resist!"

"And those idiots who are ready to move! Tell them who is the king here!"

"Let's be more cautious, gentlemen." Wizmir's fingers were placed on the white temples. "We need a detailed plan. Dealing with non-humans is only the first step. Don't forget that standing behind them is Emperor Enshir. Forgard Empire! Let's discuss a plan."

"Sintra." Foltest put the cup on the table and placed it on the Sintra map. A kingdom like this, a powerful free city-state, as a fortress guarding the Yaruja River."

"Sintra's restoration army is strong enough. We only need our assistance. They are capable of retaking Sintra." Queen Mayvi raised her mouth. "As long as there is a flag, Sintra's survivors will Stand with the restoring army willingly."