The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"I understand, but..."

"I know what you are hesitating, Archmage." The magister's fingers tapped rhythmically on the table. "Dangerous freedom or easy slavery? Someone must have told you that the Defant Empire is a **** and cruel place. , You are worried for yourself and your subordinates, and I can assure you that you will get a respectable position in Derfant."

"Do you want to say that there is no such thing as the use of slaves to perform blood magic rituals in the Kingdom of Derfant?" Fiona raised her head, with a trace of suspicion in her eyes. "Can you deny that nearly half of the population in the Kingdom is slavery? Right?"

"I can't." The magister shook his head, spreading his hand, and the light red blood magic gleam appeared in the palm of his hand. "But we are all mages. The mages should be born rulers, not prisoners locked in the magic ring, the creator will The gift of magic gives us the right to rule. You are all mages, and you will have a good position in Derfant. There is no need to hesitate, I can tell you clearly, Fiona, this is your only choice ."

Fiona looked down at the contract in front of her again, and hesitantly raised the pen in her hand. The surrounding apostate mages were embarrassed, and not everyone was willing to join the Kingdom of Devant.

"Maybe there is a second way!"

There was a sudden noise, screaming, and hurried footsteps from the hallway. The door was suddenly pushed open, and a Derfant soldier who was blocking the door trying to prevent the intruder from entering was pushed to the ground, fell into the tavern and knocked over the wooden barrel on the side of the door. The green apples inside were spilled. On the ground, grunting rolled out. The mage in front of the door voluntarily gave way, and Zelin walked into the tavern hall in two steps.

"Archmage Fiona, you have forgotten how you negotiated with the Trial Order and the Seekers of the Church in the Val Imperial City five days ago?"

When Zelin first arrived at Red Cliff, the place was already under the control of the Devants. The guards here prevented him from entering the city gate, and he had to make a detour on the other side of the hill as high as the city wall to enter Chiyan Village. According to previous news that Connor told him, he went directly to the Seagull and Lantern Tavern. The Devant guard at the door did not allow him to enter, so he rushed in. It now appears that he came at the right time.

"Val imperial city?" Fiona showed a confused look, her eyes only have doubts. "I, I don't understand what you are talking about. I have never been to Val imperial city, and it is impossible to talk to the Inquisitionist and the church seekers. Negotiation. Who are you? You know me."

Before Zelin could answer, the mage who was sitting across from Fiona stood up.

"I'm Glien Alex, the Magister of Deventer, who are you? Why did you come here?" Alex frowned. "You interrupt my meeting with Archmage Fiona. It stands to reason that I should throw you into the dungeon. But I think tolerance is a virtue. I will give you a chance to explain, otherwise I will let the guards drive you out."

"I'm Zelin, from the Terry William family." Zelin didn't hesitate to talk about the history. He thought of talking to Lavilland before the disaster in the Holy Ash Temple, and she mentioned a Terry William family. Young people, this is a family that is extremely pious to the church. His answer was quick and straightforward, and it was hard to be suspicious, as if he himself was a member of the Terry William family. This family has a certain reputation, and the Magister from Devant may know it, but it is impossible to know every member of the family. Looking at the expression on Alex's face, the Demon Hunter was right.

"Well, Mr. Terry William, I have heard of your family." The magister squinted slightly and looked at the demon hunter, as if to find some clue in Zelin's body. "Can you tell me why special People from the Liwillian family will come to Red Cliff at this time, and they will forcibly break into the venue. Isn't this the upbringing of your family?"

"I am here on behalf of the Judicial Order." Zelin took a deep breath. The rebellion to overthrow the church. His rebellion failed and he has been arrested. So the Tribunal sent me here, hoping to discuss with the Chief Wizard, a peaceful solution to this war. The Knights Templar have stopped fighting. Returning to the church, the mages will no longer be life-threatening."

There may be some exaggerations in Zelin's words, but as long as the essence remains the same, he believes that some changes should be made according to the situation. The situation in Red Cliff was somewhat beyond his expectations and control. He didn't understand what had happened, but the first thing to do was to prevent these groups of apostates from joining the Kingdom of Devant.

The demon hunter faintly heard a mage nearby breathe a sigh of relief.

"Return to the law ring and continue to be imprisoned?" Alex looked at Fiona. "If the archmage decides to re-deliver your fate to the blade of the Templars, I won't stop it, but you don't. I want to get any help from the Emperor Devant. I will not give you a second chance. The church has deceived you, and now he has sent new people to deceive you a second time. You will be forced to accept the ceremony of silence. , Has become a tool without feelings and souls, only an empty shell. Mr. Terry William, I hope we can all talk reasonably, for the sake of these southern mages."

"We..." Fiona was about to say something when suddenly, the door of the tavern was pushed open again. A pale young man staggered in.

Magister Alex's face instantly changed from seriousness and persecution to concern.

"Phoenix? Why did you come here?"

"Father...I..." Phoenix took two steps staggeringly, and when he walked to Zelin's side, his leg suddenly collapsed. The demon hunter hurriedly reached out to support him subconsciously.

"My son, what's the matter with you?" Alex walked over at once, and he held his son's shoulder with concern. "Are you okay?"

"Oh, sorry, please forgive my recklessness, sir." Phoenix half-kneeled on the ground, panting. "I'm a little uncomfortable..."

"Please forgive my rudeness, ladies and gentlemen." Alex helped his son to stand up. "I have to take care of my child first and allow me to retire first. I hope we can take it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Come up with a feasible plan."

Alex supported his son and left the tavern surrounded by other Devant soldiers. Archmage Fiona gave him a slightly apologetic look in confusion, and left the tavern. The other wizards in the tavern were confused or suspicious. This sudden incident made them feel puzzled, but more afraid.

After the people in the tavern left one after another, Zelin lowered his head, and there was an extra piece of paper in the palm of his hand, which was inserted into his hand when the magister's son fell.

Trap?

Or a clue?

The first thousand and ten chapters secret letter

[Come to see me at the church in Chiyan Village tonight. 】

The note was written in a hurry.

Considering the identity of the messenger, the demon hunter couldn't help rubbing his forehead.

The Magister Alex's son gave him this letter, and everyone can tell that the purpose of the Judgment Order and the Magister is to compete for this group of Apostasy Mages in Red Cliff. Zelin didn't know why he would betray his father, unless it was a trap.

With a long sigh, he walked out of the Seagull and Lantern Tavern. The sky is already dark, and the moonlight is spreading over the riverside of the pier in Chiyan Village, sparkling waves. Zelin could feel the gaze from other places. Some of the Derfant soldiers can be seen in Chiyan Village. They are not many. According to Connor, most of these Derfant soldiers are now stationed in Redcliffe Castle with the Magister. . Occasionally, some villagers could be heard talking in a low voice. They were very worried about these Devantes. After the Magister occupied the castle, he closed the gate, and these villagers in Chiyan Village could not escape.

Ever since he walked into Chiyan Village, he felt a trace of something wrong. He can't tell what it feels like, but his instinct has never been missed.

Fiona didn't even know him. From any angle, this is impossible. They met twice in the past two months. The most recent one was in the Val Imperial City five days ago. She also helped him stop some of the Crimson Crystal Knights who were chasing him. . But just now, Fiona's confused expression, no matter how you look at it, is the confusion and doubt that will naturally appear when you meet for the first time.

The demon hunter wandered to the pier. He stood by a shop window, looking down at the neatly arranged wine bottles on the cupboard behind the shop window. In the 41st year of the Wyvern Period, it was produced in Dunlim City. Artworks and exhibits are used to commemorate the return of the local soldiers who defeated the Great Devil to their hometown. Zelin carefully observed the window, to be precise, it was the reflection of the window glass. He happened to be standing on the edge of the window, and the center of the window was aligned with the position behind him. The sight of the demon hunter is very good, and if someone is following him, it is impossible for him not to notice.

A man dressed as Devant was standing by the dock, as if interested in the fishing boats docked on the dock.

The demon hunter turned and walked back to the tavern.

The tavern owner here looks more restrained than last time, he is very nervous looking at the wizards in the tavern. The sky is getting dark, but there are still many mages in the tavern. Some people are whispering about the meeting between the chief wizard and the Devant Magister, and some apostate wizards are standing in the corner of the tavern, not knowing what they are thinking.

"You, you are a representative of the Tribunal, right? The church intends to forgive us?"

A dark-dressed mage walked towards Zelin after hesitating for a long time, "Will the Judgment Order accept us?"

"The Judgment Order needs help from a wizard to close the crack in the sky." Zelin leaned on the tavern counter with one hand, and the tavern owner was wiping the cup in his hand with a dry cloth. The demon hunter looked up and down at the mage who came to talk to him, "What's your name?"

"My name is Tarvin. I used to be a member of the Hausberger Magic Circle, but now they are all the same. We are all apostates."

"You don't sound like being here?"

"No... At that time, we voted on whether we want to be independent from the church. Most people voted for it, and some people like me voted against it, but our number is too small. So we'd better be with our friends Stay together to survive the fierce attack of the Knights Templar." Talvin looked a little disturbed. Not far away, a female mage was arguing with another colleague. Zelin's hearing was very good, and it was easy to hear what the other side was saying in the noise. Some mages think that they should join Devant, the so-called Order of Trial and the Knights Templar are just the same kind of people.

"Alex doesn't like people who can't use spells. You'd better be careful. Many villagers are ready to flee here to escape his anger." Tarvin looked in the direction of the quarrel on the other side. "I also have many colleagues. I don't like your coming here."

"Why?"

"Because the magister doesn't like to be reminded of what the wizard will become." The man in the robe in front of him shook his head. "He drove away all the people in the castle who could not use spells, except for the necessary servants? Everyone was thinking of ways. Get out of here, get out of the Devantes."

"But you don't need to worry, you are a mage." Zelin put his hands together and looked at the man in front of him curiously. He gestured to the tavernkeeper "Would you like a drink? I count it."

The demon hunter glanced at the door casually, and the Devant who had just been standing by the dock walked in again. After looking around with his arms around his chest, he walked to the top of the stairs on the other side of the tavern, near the kitchen, where he could see the demon hunter at the counter without any obstruction.

"Thank you so much. Being with these Deventers makes my shoulder blades very itchy." Tarvin thankfully took the cup handed over by the tavern owner, raised his head and drank a glass of light wine, and rubbed the tip of his nose. "I've heard about your trial of the Order, Andrast's glory will come back here, right?"

"I'm here for this." Zelin frowned slightly "Do you know where Archmage Fiona lives now?"

"The chief wizard lives in the castle now. I know where you want to see the archmage? But you definitely can't enter. They won't allow you to enter the castle."

"All the mages who are with Alex Magister are in Redcliffe Castle?"

"Yes, they are all in the castle."

"It's enough if you can tell me where I am." Zelin cast his eyes slightly, and the Devant was pretending to have a keen interest in the books that someone beside him put on the barrel. "It's nice to talk to you." Talk, I should go."

"Anderste bless us."

The demon hunter chatted with the boss casually, and walked towards the stairs of the tavern, as if he was going to a room on the second floor to rest. At the moment when he passed the Devant, his hand behind his back sculpted out the rune of Aksipha's seal. Yaxifahin is not so effective for people in this world, but it can make people dizzy in a short period of time. When the Devant's eyes were distracted, he immediately turned his head and walked to the back kitchen of the inn on the side.