The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Screams, screams, and roars of wild beasts one after another in the forest at night. Francesca on the stone tower looked blankly at the woodland below. The fires in the forest were disappearing one by one. Her elven soldiers would ensure that these torches were extinguished after the soldiers of Aden died and would not be in the forest. There was a fire in it. Part of the elven soldiers will be divided into small groups to search for the enemy's location in the forest. The war dog is very good at finding those Adenian soldiers who hide or infiltrate Dole Bretanna from other locations.

The noise in the forest lasted for about twenty minutes. At first, the screams could still reach the ears of the elf, but later, she could only judge by the roars of the war trolls that her soldiers had smashed the invaders. Reverse where to push back. After a while, she could no longer see any signs of torches in the forest. About two hours later, there was a sound of leather boots on the steps behind him, and Kenna had already returned with a pen and paper.

"What is our loss?" The elf turned around and asked the psionicist who was already her deputy.

"Five houses close to the border were burnt down, one statue was destroyed, and seven wooden houses were affected in the battle." Kenna simply made a count. "There are no deaths on our side, two elves are chasing. At that time, the arrow was injured, and the war trolls were injured to varying degrees."

"Those trolls are okay, prepare some meat, they will recover soon." Francesca raised her hand. "Kenna, you write a letter for me, a letter to King Demavin of Aden, tell him , A group of unknown humans broke into the border of Baihua Valley. They are equipped with weapons and are likely to be bandits. They were attacked by monsters in the forest. Under the previously signed terms, we will return the corpses to nearby people. The human local lords dealt with it, and Dole Bretanna expressed condolences for this tragedy, and hoped that the human lords could popularize the new border geographic location to their subordinates, and hope that the same tragedy will not happen again. After writing Show it to me and give it to me in an hour."

"I will do it now."

Kenna put her legs together and saluted the elf queen, then turned and left the top of the palace's stone tower.

The first thousand and twenty-two chapters of the fate of spies

"Did you see, Demavin's plan failed."

Dixcher snorted and put down the report handed over by the spy. Dole Bretanna already has an armed force that can fight thousands of troops. The stupid Demavin thought that by sending hundreds of heavily armed soldiers into the Valley of Hundred Flowers, the elves there would bow to him. Aden is clearly one of the four most powerful kingdoms in the north, but now there is such a king. First, Foltest robbed him of the dominion of the Pontal River Valley, and then lost the dominion of the Baihua Valley. If it were not for this war, King Hensett of Kodwin would have let him lose Upper Aden. All the territories.

It can be seen that after this conflict, although Aden only lost the tax and tribute of Hundred Flowers Valley, more importantly, the status of the Aden Kingdom in the north will further decline, and the status of Dole Bretanna will follow. The rise.

"I saw it, my lord." Ollie Ruben, as Dixcher's deputy, handed a new report to the spy chief. "This is a medical report from Osenfurt."

"They finally dissected the corpse soaked in formalin?" Dixcher took a sip of water, mixed with the desert spices from Serekania. "Why is it so late?"

The half-elf assassin who assassinated King Wizmir II committed suicide after completing the assassination, but society has progressed, especially in medicine and alchemy. Technology is advancing by leaps and bounds. Even if the assassin is dead, they can still find from the dead body. Give some clues. Osenfurt’s professors are working on making a perpetual motion machine and some kind of instrument, which is said to be able to be placed on a boat, so that the boat can get rid of its dependence on sails. If it weren’t for the independence of the Academy to be recognized and respected by the northern countries, Dixcher would definitely let them put aside their research and get things done with the assassins first.

"Yes, the medical dissection started a week ago." Lu Wenhui reported. "But... something unusual was found on the assassin."

"What?" Dixcher frowned.

"You see, the report has not been opened." The deputy handed the report to Dixcher. The spy leader took the fire-lacquered report, and after watching the fire-lacquer carefully, he tore open the envelope and pulled out the report inside.

The report contains a lot of content. For example, it is inferred from the position of the cocoon on the assassin’s finger that this half-elf should often deal with Lute, but these contents are meaningless to Dixcher. It is about the identity of the assassin and who he has fought with. Deal with, wherever he had been before the assassination, and whom he had spoken to, his spies would help him find out, and Ruben would not bother him with these simple autopsy reports.

Soon, Dixcher found a special place in the report.

The assassin's brain has traces of being affected by magic, and spiritual wizards and alchemists believe that this is likely to be a trace of some misleading magic.

The spy head rubbed his forehead, and he suddenly thought of the peace agreement. After this war, the kings invited the warlocks back one after another to serve as their own advisers. The kings suddenly realized what difficult situation they would fall into without the wise and reasonable advice of the warlocks.

Before the war began, the warlocks were expelled and hostile. After the war, they became the king's guests again. Someone once joked that the warlocks watched the war coldly, but they were the biggest gainers.

Yes, the biggest gainer.

When the kings signed the peace agreement, they even listened to their warlock advisors.

It can be said that this war reversed the status of the warlocks.

The cause of this war was the assassination of Wizmir II the Justice.

Now, traces of magic were found in the assassin's body.

The spy chief is silent. He is a smart man. He knows to judge one thing and find out the murderer behind the scenes without relying on evidence and testimony. Evidence can be faked and witnesses can be bought. But there is one thing that cannot be changed, that is who is involved in this matter and who will make the most profit after it is over.

"Where is Philippa?"

"Mrs. Philippa is in Novigrad, representing Redania at the victory parade. As you know, my lord, Mrs. Philippa also invites you to participate in the celebrations in Novigrad." Ollie Ruben Replied to Dixcher.

"Oh, yes." Dixcher stood up and pushed the chair away. Some time ago, Philippa called some of the anti-magical metal equipment in the Redania Armory, but compared with what he wants to make sure now, embezzling some equipment and weapons is nothing at all. "Prepare a horse, I'm going Novigrad."

"My lord, didn't you say you don't want to go?"

"The situation has changed, Ollie. Prepare a horse, I change my clothes and go now."

"Wait, sir, here is another news to report to you. It's about escorting war criminals." Ollie Ruben suddenly said to Dixcher.

War criminals, Dixcher knew about it. Thirty-two elven officers from the Velihead brigade will be escorted to the north as war criminals for trial. Of course, the trial is just a ritual process, symbolizing that the northerners defeated the empire and punished the enemies who committed war crimes. In fact, the death penalty for these thirty-two elven officers was signed before they arrived. They only need to go through a process, and then they can be hanged in the wild valley.

"Something happened. Two elves killed the guard and escaped."

"What?" Dixcher's eyes widened unexpectedly. "Those elves had their hands tied and no weapons. How did they escape from the heavily armed guards? How many guards were killed?" The spy chief sighed. Tell me, who is the one who ran away?"

"It's Iron Wolf Colonel Ethangreen Faotiana and his subordinate Iofes."

The spy chief was silent for a while.

"Don't say anything about this, go tell them, suppress the news, now is not the time to let people know that there are war criminals who have escaped. It is announced that all war criminals have been executed, and let others search for the whereabouts of these two elves immediately. "

"I'll do it now, sir." The elderly deputy bowed to Dixcher, turned and left the office.

Tritog is not far from Novigrad, and the town of Osenfurt is exactly in the middle of the two cities. It takes more than an hour by boat to see the top of the tallest tower on the island of Novigrad Temple. It stands to reason that Dixcher shouldn't go directly to Philippa, but some thought in his heart kept him a little hopeful.

He never knew what consequences this would bring to him.

Chapter One Thousand and Twenty-Three Strange Fugitives

"Good fight, Francesca, I congratulate you on your success."

In Philippa's telescope, Francesca's appearance was present. The witch congratulated the elves. Most people don’t know about the conflict between the elves outside of Hundred Flowers Valley and Aden’s army, but for some people who can influence the peace treaty, this is important news, because it will change a lot of things. .

"Thank you, Philippa. I think the issue of Dole Bretner's status in the peace agreement should be settled."

"The kings will recognize your kingship, and we will try our best to facilitate this, Francesca, the peace agreement will stipulate the exact boundaries of the Hundred Flowers Valley." Philippa nodded. "This is a good start. A wise and knowledgeable warlock sits on the throne."

"You must take a while to convince your assisting king to accept the fact that a sorcerer and an elf are equal to them. But I believe in your strength, just like you don't need to doubt whether I can handle the Adenian Pressure."

Only twelve people knew that in Sintra, when the envoys of the northern kings and the southern emperors were negotiating a peace agreement in the secret room, the members of the Sorcerer's Assembly were in the room below the secret room, listening to the terms of the agreement while listening to the terms of the agreement. Negotiate and draft a real peace agreement. The kings’ armies flowed in blood during the war, and they needed to rely on the advice of warlocks to overcome the difficulties.

Now, the Sorcerer's Assembly Hall is the one who raises the line behind the scenes. This North-South war has given them the status and rights that the Sorcerer's Order has not been able to obtain.

"One thing must be clear, Enid. Regarding the law, all kings, especially Demavin of Aden, are very concerned about the law. What kind of inheritance law will you apply? The eldest son inheritance law?"

Hearing Philippa’s question, Francesca laughed like a silver bell. "Can I consider this to be a compliment to me? Or does my skin and appearance make you think that I am still at an age when I can become pregnant? or In two words, you forget that before becoming a queen, I was still a sorcerer? You can tell the king you assisted, and I can guarantee that I will not make any claims about the territory controlled by them and their descendants."

"Especially after the overpopulation of Baihua Valley?"

"You surprised me, Philippa. Human language is still a foreign language to me, but our vocabulary never appears... the word overpopulation." The elf on the other side of the telescope shook his head, "You Not only did I forget that I am a female warlock, but also the difference between our elves and humans? I seem to see you have guests coming, and I also have guests coming."

"Yes, let's talk about it later. We have to make sure about the arrangement of Shilia, the last member of the Sorceress Hall. Also, if possible, remember to tell your Demon Hunter. The Sorceress Hall does not. What are you going to do with his academy."

"I will."

Francesca nodded slightly and removed the telescope image.

Dixcher did not intend to participate in any victory parade. War is not a troublesome thing. The real troublesome thing is that after the war, he has to deal with all kinds of mess. If he were to celebrate, all this would be a mess. Wounded soldiers’ pensions, conscripts’ demobilization work, prisoner-of-war exchange work, adjustment of farming policies to ensure a good harvest this year, restoration of war-damaged industries and agriculture, and signing of new trade terms with Nilfgard .

Since the death of Wizmir II, the burden of the country has been almost entirely on the spy chief. Those **** nobles hid at home and shivered before the war, and ran to the celebration ceremony after the war, proudly like a rooster, as if they had won the battle. If he could, Dixcher didn't want to see these **** faces at all.