The Journey of the Demon Hunter

At the same time, the Pope looked at Varrick on the side with a slight smile on his face.

"What's the progress of our writer's new book recently?"

"Without this peace meeting, I might be able to send the draft back to Kirkwall the next night for printing and publishing." Warrick scratched his head. "My friend is helping me carry the manuscript. It may take a few days. "

"Hurry up and write. When your next book comes out, I will print the first one with a signature on the title page." At this point, the pope is like an ordinary reader who is no different from everyone else. Lianna also snickered slightly, "This is the Pope's order, will the dwarves obey it?"

"I'm very happy, Your Majesty." Warrick bent his waist exaggeratedly, just like the performers on the stage.

"Soon someone will say that I have abused the pope's privileges." The pope sighed lightly, as if to release the pressure from the negotiation. "Leliana, let's go. Let's discuss the direction of tomorrow's meeting."

Sister Nightingale bends down slightly, and then follows the Pope to the depths of the Holy Ash Temple.

Looking at the back of the pope leaving, Varrick made such an evaluation.

"Sitting at the negotiating table and negotiating is as difficult as entering a deep mine to fight against the dark descendants. Seeing the dark descendants, you can directly blow their heads, but seeing some people at the negotiating table make yourself unhappy, you You must also squeeze out a smile to talk to them peacefully."

The dwarf pitched a tent in hermit town and changed his writing location. Cassandra also invited Varick to join the Judgment Order, but the dwarf would always refuse it for various reasons. He has good fighting skills, and his crossbow arrows are full of shots, but Varic is not a mercenary after all. There is a real estate and a large family business in Kirkwall, and he is also a well-known best-selling writer everywhere. He only promised to stay and help, but he never promised to join.

"Anything to find?"

After Kulun listened to the scout's report, he turned to look at Zelin and Warrick who had come down from the temple.

"There are only a bunch of manuscripts. Maybe you should ask Warrick if he leaked secrets in the novel." Zelin joked. "We looked around the back mountain this morning and didn't find any problems."

Anything abnormal can be classified as a problem. Zelin still has some confidence in his own observation ability. The eyes of the demon hunter after the mutation are enough to catch any subtle abnormalities.

"Be careful. This peace meeting is estimated to last for five days. There is nothing wrong with the first and second days. This is a good start." Kulun nodded.

"You two talk first, I still have some work to do. Give me these drafts, and that's it, I can move them back alone." Varrick took the box full of manuscripts from the demon hunter. , The bag he hung on his body also contained a lot of manuscripts "I think you seem to have guests here."

On the other side, there is a woman with slightly curly hairpin and light brown skin. She wore gold and gray dress-style clothes, decorated with some elegant and gorgeous patterns. Simple trousers and leggings tightened down from the knees made her dress look gorgeous and decent, but not conspicuous. Bloated and procrastinated. After seeing Cullen, she immediately walked towards Cullen.

But what is even more striking is the wooden board that this woman is dragging in her hand. There is a shelf on the top of the wooden board so that people can still handle the official duties on hand while walking, and the candles fixed on the board are in Light is provided in dimly lit places, so that users can approve documents at any time.

"Good noon, Josephine." Cullen greeted the woman, "I hope you are used to living here."

"This is nothing to me, Commander Cullen." Josephine nodded to Cullen, "The environment is better than I expected. I can start working soon." She looked at the Demon Hunter, "Don't tell me about it." Right?"

"This is Zelin, from Derfant. He used to be a slave warrior transformed by a wizard. Now he has escaped and worked for us." Kulun cleared his throat, then looked at Zelin and began to introduce the lady in front of him. "This This is Josephine Montilyet (Josephine Montilyet), from Antivan. She is a friend of Sister Leliana and was invited to serve as a diplomatic adviser to the Order of the Trial."

Hearing Cullen's introduction, Zelin was from Derfant, and Josephine showed a hint of surprise. She put the work board in her hand on Cullen's strategic table next to her, holding her hands together and leaning toward her left shoulder, slightly bending over, "It's nice to meet you, Devant's friend."

Obviously, this is some kind of greeting etiquette.

"Don't worry about these etiquette, Ms. Josephine, I won't be offended just because someone called my name directly." Zelin stretched out his hand, and Josephine also stretched out his hand and shook the demon hunter.

"That's good, to be honest, I'm not that familiar with Deventer's etiquette."

"Let's continue to work." Kulun said to Zelin. "There are still a few days before the peace meeting. We better make sure that the remaining days are as safe as these two days."

The first thousand and seventy-five chapters of the cracked sky

The third day of the peace conference.

The atmosphere became tense.

Peace talks, like any negotiation, once touched on the core contradiction between the Knights Templar and the wizard, no one is willing to give in easily. On the surface, it appears that the Knights Templar demanded that the mages all return to the ring of law and re-accept control. The wizards believed that the control of the Knights Templar in the past was too cruel and demanded to restrict the rights of the Knights Templar and expand the freedom of the ring. Master law circle autonomy. However, when the Demon Hunter was in Red Cliff, he occasionally heard a dialogue between the Archmage and the Senior Wizard, this is obviously not that simple.

"Why are you still here?"

Zelin is going to take a look at the frozen river on the right side of the Holy Ash Temple. The patrols these days will allow him to understand the environment and terrain of the place near the portal. Just as he was about to leave the camp of the Judgment Order, not far from the town of Recluse, he saw Lavilan wearing a dark green armor and shirt, walking back and forth near the forest farm.

"Today's peace meeting has already begun, shouldn't you go to the meeting place?"

"Because the Templars made a request this morning, all those who were watching the peace meeting must leave." After seeing the demon hunter approaching, Lavilland stood up. She tugged at the armor she was wearing. The armor that should be worn by humans looked extremely unfit on the elves, and the metal armor worn by a Dashley elf hunter was a bit nondescript, but this style of armor was just entering the peace talks. The sign of the scene, she had to wear "I will wait another half an hour to get in."

"So..."

"I seemed to see Hara deer in this woodland just now, so I came and took a look." She touched her chin with one hand, slightly squinted her eyes and looked up at the dense snow-covered woodland. "You are a member of the church." , Do you know that there is a Hala herd life here?"

"I think there should be no deer life here, because I went around in the forest farm the day before yesterday. I saw many animal footprints in the snow, but there were no traces similar to Hara deer." Ze Lin didn't stay in Hermit Town for long, but in the past few days I spent a lot of time investigating the surrounding situation. Whether he intends to establish a directional navigation channel in this world or find a way to conceal the existence of a portal, understanding the surrounding environment is an essential part.

"Um...it's a pity." Lavilland lowered his eyebrows in disappointment. "I'm going to the entrance of the Holy Ash Temple and waiting. The elder will ask me to report every detail of the peace meeting to him."

"Your great elder is in charge of a lot of things." Zelin and Lavilan walked towards the Holy Ash Temple along the way. There are two fork roads under the temple steps, and you can walk along one of them to the frozen river. "I don't seem to have seen it. The dwarves send their representatives?"

"The dwarf came, but left again, a dwarf of the Kardas family, they don't seem to be interested in these things." Lavilan's arms slumped casually, a little listless. "The Kunari mercenaries are also the first. At the beginning of the day, their leader was still in the gallery like me, but he stopped coming the next day. He seemed to be called Adal. There was originally a human being, Mr. Terry William, who was originally sent to the saint. Gray Temple is a helper, but he has been unwell recently and has been recalled by the family. As a result, I am alone in the auditorium. By the way, will you come and listen?"

"I think I shouldn't have this qualification." Zelin opened his hands. "This should be an honor. Think about it. You are now standing at a peace conference that may change the world." Make him sound more like something a church member would say. The Androst Church on the continent of Cedars reminded Zelin of what Meritelli Church did in his world. If the church organizations he can meet are similar to these two churches, instead of eternal fire or healing the lunatics of the church, he will have much less trouble in going to another world.

"I want to give this honor to our elder, rather than me." Lavilland turned his head and made a helpless expression. "Today is the third day, and they should be about to sign the terms and conditions."

They stood under the stairs of the Holy Ash Temple and chatted for a while, about the beliefs of the Dashli elves. These Dashli elves do not believe in the creator, but believe in the nine ancient elven gods. They will have different decorations on their foreheads. The pattern of her is to show her object of worship. For example, the tree crown pattern on Lavillan’s forehead means that her object of worship is the goddess Miso.

While chatting, the wild elf hunters from time to time raised their toes and looked up the steps of the temple, as if waiting for someone. But as time went on, she started to look a little anxious. Lavilland raised her head and glanced at the position of the sun slightly, revealing a confused expression.

"This shouldn't be. They should send someone out to inform the progress of the peace talks."

"What?"

"They said they wanted me to wait outside for an hour, and then they would send someone to tell me if I could enter the place of peace talks." Lavelan looked at the temple on the mountain. The temple on the mountain was silent, without any noise, even more. The church staff who didn't run down to inform the elves. When this situation occurred during the most intense peace talks, Zelin could only guess that it was possible that they had a huge disagreement on some of the terms of the agreement, so that there was a stalemate.

"Anyway, I'm going in." Lavilland retracted his gaze and sighed lightly. "Even if they think I am a knife ear, they can't forget me." She tidied up her armor and walked up the steps of the temple. As she walked, she turned around and waved to Zelin, "See you later."

"See you later, remember to introduce your tradition to me when you have time." Zelin also waved goodbye to her.

The corner of Lavilan's mouth was slightly tilted, and she turned around and ran up to the gate of the Holy Ash Temple. The demon hunter followed the path to the frozen river beside the temple. It is estimated that by tomorrow, he will be able to remember all the topography of this area of ​​Huishuang Mountain in mind.

According to Varrick, there are many Lyriim magic crystals underground around the Holy Ash Temple. It is said that Ogan, the dwarf warrior who came to the Temple of the Ash with Aidan Kurans, said that the amount of lyrim magic crystals in the Temple of the Ash that year was so high that he created an astonishing number of ghosts and ghosts. Fortunately, the number of these magic crystals is now under control. They walk on the temple or nearby mountain roads, and there is no need to worry that a group of ghosts will block their way.

For the magic crystal ore in this world, the demon hunter learned about these ores from Warrick's mouth. It is said that the lyrim ore trade is the pillar industry of the city of Ozma, the capital of the dwarven kingdom. This magic ore can replenish magic power for the wizard, allow the Templars to exercise resistance to spells, or as a basic material for enchanting, or enter the spirit world Necessities of the ceremony. Also for civilian use, the purified magic crystal liquid can be smeared on the surface of the stone, turning ordinary stones into luminous stones for lighting. Such lighting stones can be seen everywhere in the Oles Empire.

The crystal ore that emits blue light is very expensive. Zelin asked Warrick about the price. He found that he might have to work in the Tribunal for at least four months before he could buy a small piece of unrefined crystal ore. . But Warrick warned Zelin that this kind of magic crystal ore is dangerous for non-dwarf races. Prolonged exposure to lyrim magic crystals may cause tinnitus, amnesia, nausea, and even internal bleeding and madness. Only magic resistance. Only the extremely tall dwarves can mine the magic crystal mine without incident while taking protective measures. Moreover, ingesting the purified magic crystal liquid can cause addiction, just like smoking anesthetic powder in the world of the demon hunter.

In the end, Zelin temporarily dismissed the idea of ​​collecting a magic crystal mine by himself, and bringing it back for Francesca to conduct research. Although he wouldn't be affected if he didn't come into contact with the Liriim Magic Crystal, this kind of thing sounded the same as blood therapy. He had better not just bring dangerous things back into his world.

But when patrolling nearby, a blood-red gleam in the snow attracted the attention of the demon hunter.

This gleam of light is in the gap between a rock and the ground, like a mushroom growing stubbornly in the shadow. In the white snow, this **** light is particularly eye-catching.

Zelin drew out the ebony blade and cautiously walked towards the place where the blood light was. Even in the daytime, this smear of blood looks very dazzling. When he walked to a place less than ten meters away, he suddenly realized that this was not just a gleam of light. Under the snow-covered stones, more than ten clusters of blood-colored crystals grew out of ferociousness. If it weren't for the strong mountain breeze today, and the demon hunter's sight is good, it is estimated that it would be difficult for him to detect such a strange spar growing in such a hidden place.

"What is this..."

This was not the Lyriim ore he had heard of. The color of the magic crystal should be a refreshing azure blue, rather than an uncomfortable blood red.

Ze Lin continued to walk a few steps forward, kicking away the nearby snow, not far from the Holy Ash Temple, he began to look for other blood red spar under the snow. But suddenly, a strange sound from his ear made the demon hunter subconsciously swung his blade and slashed in the direction of the sound.