The Journey of the Demon Hunter

An elf servant covered his mouth in surprise, and Zelin made a quiet gesture to her.

Soon, there was a chuckle of rushing up the stairs from outside.

After the footsteps disappeared at the corner of the stairs, Zelin immediately walked out of the kitchen, pushed open the tavern door, and quickly disappeared into the night outside.

The church of Chiyan Village in the distance stayed quietly in the silent night.

Since the Devants came here, no villagers have entered the church. The only two local church personnel left with the first group of villagers who fled the area. If the Devants continue to occupy this place, it is estimated that within a short time, this church will be like a nearby stone wall piled up with irregular stones, full of weeds and vines.

The demon hunter looked around, and after making sure that no one noticed this side, he quickly pushed open the wooden door of the chapel and walked sideways into the church.

Seven rows of benches are neatly arranged inside the church. In the past, villagers used to listen to pastors telling history and chanting hymns. The moonlight shines through the skylight of the church and just shines on the preaching platform. No one took care of it, everything was covered with dust, and the flags hung on the roof and were taken down, leaving only empty flagpoles. It was quiet, and he could hear his breathing.

There is also the sound of footsteps coming from the other side.

"You arrived safely on time, great." The voice came from behind the preaching platform. A dark-skinned man with short curly black hair and a neatly groomed goatee walked out. His robe style is very special, the white tight robe is decorated with light brown patterns. The staff behind him had the same skin color as his skin. The claw-like head of the staff contained a silver ball, and it shone with magical light from time to time, but it became the only light source here.

"I've been thinking about who wants me to come here." Zelin kept a certain distance from the man who came out, carefully controlling the pace of his pacing. Not too close or too far, you can dodge or attack at any time "I thought I would see Phoenix?"

"It may take a while for Phoenix to get rid of his father." The man raised his hand. "I am Dorian from the Pavis family in Minrisos, hello. I thought it was my hand who arrived here today. There is the elf that can close the shadow barrier crack. You are not an elf. You have neither hidden a long ear in your hair nor a crack in your gloves."

"Yes, but she should arrive in five days."

If it weren't for the Royal City of Val and the Knights Templar, Lavilan would arrive tomorrow. Now she is going to discuss with the other members of the Judgment Order with the seekers, cooperating and hunting down the Chi Crystal Knights. Sometimes, you never know whether some unexpected situation is good or bad. The demon hunter came to Red Cliff today and just interrupted the meeting that was forcing the chief wizard to sign a contract. If according to Lavilland's plan, when she arrives at Red Cliff tomorrow morning, the apostate mages here have been completely under the control of the Magister.

"This is a good thing and a bad thing. A representative came here early, and I can contact you in advance." Dorian walked off the preaching stage. "I am an apprentice of Alex. You should understand what value I can bring."

"Yes. If I understand it correctly." Zelin opened his hands. "Are Alex's son and Alex's apprentice now unite against him?"

"I'm his apprentice, but it doesn't mean that I will always be." Dorian held the staff and joked around, leaning back like a wooden stick. "When you know what is going on, and what Alex is After doing something, you won’t doubt my motives."

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Inside the castle, Fiona took off the cape of the chief wizard and put it on the clothes rack at the door of a nearby room.

Compared with the traditional robes of the magic ring mage, the robes with fine silk-net-like chains and blue linen dresses are more fit and more suitable for normal wear. But when representing the entire group of apostate wizards, she must be neatly dressed and look more majestic, so that people can find confidence and security from her. After the independence of the law ring, the position of chief wizard established by the church has disappeared, but people still used to call her the chief wizard to lead these wizards who could not find a way out.

This is the first floor of the castle, and Alex, his son, and other Derfant spellcasters live on the upper floor. Not far below is the river flowing through this place. The house looked a little damp, and Fiona had a cold war, which reminded her that more than ten years ago, when she first became the guardian of the gray robe, she was the same as she just became the guardian of the gray robe. The Guardian's Duncan went to Ferrelldon's palace to see King Marek. At that time, it was so cold in the palace, and what happened afterwards was worse than all this.

What should she do?

Sitting on the wooden chair by the window, the castle is well-lit, and you can see the Chiyan Village and the endless river below in the castle. Fiona sat by the window, rubbing her wrinkled forehead. In order to withstand the attack of the Knights Templar and ensure that more apostate mages survive, the three years of experience are even more threatening and exhausting than when fighting against the Darkborn among the Grey Guardians.

They haven't been able to get any news these days. Although the Templars in the Hinterlands had disappeared, they learned from the nearby highway that the Templars had returned to the control of the church, and that Templars from all over the world were gathering at the Imperial City of Val. The Devantes said that this is the assembly of the Knights Templar, preparing to launch a general attack on the only remaining group of apostate mages here. There were only a few hundred people, no supplies, exhausted, and it was impossible for them to stop the offensive of thousands of Templars.

Fiona sighed again, and stroked her astringent chest.

The Magister Alex was right. Without the help of the Devantes, they would definitely die. Fiona has a good friend named Rivera, the chief wizard of the Ring of Livien, she is a strong and kind person. Levienne’s Dalshmud circle was small and isolated. It was only a compromise between the kingdom of Levienne and the church, but Lambert, the leader of the Templars, sent a seeker to lead the knights to Levienne. They discovered that Levien's magic ring mage could interact with their family normally, so they declared them to be heretics. The chief wizard Rivera and her apprentices were all killed in the magic ring, and the Templar finally set a fire and burned the entire magic ring.

Can she still believe in the church?

After so many innocent wizards, wizard apprentices, and even children with a little talent for magic were slaughtered because of the abolition agreement of the Knights Templar, can she safely hand over the hundreds of wizards from Red Cliff to the church? ? Maybe they are not suitable to be called wizards at all. Half of them will just use magic to push down a chair or light a candle.

"Oh... **** it." Fiona covered her head with her hands, and her head started to aches. It has started since the Dervants came here. She always felt that something went wrong, and the words spoken by the envoy of the Judgment Order who broke in today deepened this point. Her instinct told her that this was correct, and that what the man said was correct. She has been to the Val imperial city, and she should know why the Knights Templar assembled.

But this shouldn't. It stands to reason that there is no time at all. The Pope-led peace conference has just failed for two days. How could she have time to go to the imperial city of Val? Not to mention going to meet with any Judgment Order and inviting them to Red Cliff.

"Time..." Fiona said to herself in a low voice, tapping her finger on the window sill. She felt that she was about to think of something, but she almost couldn't grasp "time..."

Until the knock outside the door interrupted her thoughts.

"It's time!"

In the quiet chapel, Dorian stretched out a finger and said solemnly to the demon hunter, "Alex has distorted the time, making the time in Red Cliff different from the time outside. The crack in the sky appeared to the present, outside Almost two months have passed, and he brought Red Cliff back to the day after the sky crack appeared. You also saw the sky crack, and the shadow barrier cracks in other places. This kind of crack has great quality, we Think it will affect nearby time and space. The magic used by Alex is extremely unstable, and this will make the world begin to collapse."

"The magic of controlling time?" Zelin hadn't seen it before. The roar of the dragonborn was, but the magic that allowed time to flow back accurately, he walked so many worlds, and Yanan's Roma Spider could do it. But that is not the level that humans can achieve.

But this can explain why Fiona would not know anything about the meeting with Zelin. Because Red Cliff's time went backwards, back to the time when they had never met, so in the memory of the chief wizard, meeting with the demon hunter and going to the Val Imperial City naturally no longer existed.

"This kind of magic consumes a lot and is extremely unstable. When I was an apprentice to Alex, I participated in the development of this magic, but at that time it was just a theory, and it was more than light that humans can use magic to make themselves run. It’s almost the same." Dorian made a fist with his right hand, placed it on his chin, and then shook his head. Get hundreds of servants?"

"Maybe this is not a real time backwards." Zelin thought of the Baron Tigan and Connor he saw on the road. If time goes backwards, then Connor will definitely not remember the meeting with Zelin. "Maybe He didn’t affect the entire Red Cliff, he just allowed one or two people’s time to go backwards. For example, if the time of the chief wizard was returned to two months ago? He only needs to sign an agreement with the chief wizard, and he can get the entire red Ya’s wizard group."

As long as it has something to do with time, everything will become troublesome. Zelin is not a mage, and he doesn't know how to explain it, he can only make unfounded assumptions.

"You have a novel theory..." Dorian pondered for a moment. "But how should memory be explained?"

"Mind control, or use magic to modify memory, all of these are possible." Zelin didn't know what magic was in this world, but when he thought that the portal connected to his academy might be exposed to a dangerous mage, he Can't help feeling a burst of irritability in his heart.

"According to what you said, Archmage Fiona was shaken after you appeared today..." Dorian tightened his mouth. "Pretend to be an assassin of the church, kill the Archmage, and support a better-controlled leader. Apostate mage, Alex can get the entire Red Cliff wizard group tomorrow. This is impossible. Alex has to modify the time of at least one place."

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"I think Phoenix may not be able to get out for the time being." Dorian paced back and forth, lowering his eyes and thinking, "Your arrival surprised me and him. He originally planned to wait until the holder of the Mark of Rift appeared before using this method. Come to deliver the news. But you are the one who came. You disrupted our plan, but you also disrupted Alex's plan."

It was indeed a surprise to Zelin to get Dorian's help, but as Alex's former apprentice, he knew a lot about his mentor. Time magic, the demon hunter has been in this world for so long, he has never heard of such a spell, and it is difficult for him to think about it.

After a while, the wooden door of the chapel was pushed open again. Phoenix walked in, and after seeing Zelin and Dorian, he nodded.

"I shouldn't use pretending to be sick next time to convey information. I thought my father would pester me all day." Zelin looked at Phoenix carefully. From the outside, he couldn't see the difference, but he was walking. At that time, his pace seemed a little vain. If it weren’t a genetic problem, Phoenix’s complexion would be paler than ordinary people.” But my father didn’t do it for the mages of Red Cliff. My father joined a cult-a group of people who believe in Derfantism and worship an unknown creature. The sect, they call themselves'Venadoli', and Venadoli assigned my father a mission to come to Red Cliff and control the Red Cliff before the arrival of the person with the crested crest in his hand."

"And all this is weaving a trap net?" Zelin asked, which reminded him of the jealous demon in the Knights Templar who tried to get close to Lavilan, and these Venadori had the same purpose as the devil. That demon may be related to the elders, but what about these Venetians? Are they also related to the ancients?

"Yes, everything he does is to get close to someone who can close the rift in the sky." Phoenix nodded. "You have to stop him, before all this is done."

"Why would you oppose your father?" Zelin asked his doubts. It is best for him to know the purpose and motivation of the people he is working with, which is good for everyone.

"The same reason as Dorian. I love my father and my country, but now these? Cults? Time magic? This is crazy." Phoenix couldn't help but shook his head. "These cultists are in Emperor Devant. The country has already controlled a lot of power, and they will destroy Derfant and the world."

"It's bad enough to have a crack in the sky. They are now going to tear a second crack in time." Dorian turned around and walked under the preaching stage, raising his head to see the crack in the sky through the skylight of the church. Then he turned around and said, "You said that the large forces of the Judgment Order will arrive in five days? We are going to delay for five days. Alex is racing against time. We are going to fight him for time."

"As long as the mage of Red Cliff does not join his command, he will not become his servant. Relying on the strength he brings alone should not be enough to complete the rest of the plan."

Suddenly, Phoenix coughed violently. After a while, it gradually calmed down.

"Are you all right, Phoenix?"

"I'm okay." Phoenix covered his face that was a little red from coughing, and after taking a few deep breaths, he let out a long sigh, "I'll be okay for at least six months."

"He is terminally ill. Venadoli asked Alex to join them on the condition of curing his terminally ill." Dorian on the side explained to Zelin.

"But some things are more terrible than death." Phoenix wiped the corners of his lips. "I can't leave for too long. Do you have any plans?"

"I have an idea. I don't know if it can be counted as a plan." Zelin opened his hands. "I have to find a way to meet the chief wizard. Fiona once gave me her personal badge. If you use this thing If so, I might be able to convince her that her time has been revised."

It can be seen that the mages of Red Cliff are all terrified. They received false news, thinking that the Knights Templar would soon launch an attack on Red Cliff and kill them all. The same is true for Archmage Fiona. In her eyes, the pope who was slightly inclined to the wizard was assassinated, the peace conference was destroyed, and the Knights Templar and the church reached a settlement and quickly assembled. From a historical point of view, the large-scale assembly of the Knights Templar can only be caused by one thing-dealing with the apostate mage and the blood mage group.