The Journey of the Demon Hunter

They had encountered two Ottoman patrol ships on the sea, but the Venetian ship turned easily near Athens. In the small chat in the cabin, the demon hunter learned that the behemoth named Ottoman Empire had pushed the border to a place close to Venice. The Venetians and their new neighbor had a brief confrontation for a period of time before they started trading again. Activity. And Venice, the place where the demon hunters thought it was a city-state free city, is actually a country called the Republic of Venice. They do not have a king, but are jointly managed by a group of merchant families. They not only own the city of Venice, but also in Corfu. , Crete, and the island of Cyprus are governed by governors, as if expanding Novigrad’s model to the scale of Skellig.

The Frenchman in front of him told the demon hunters that the Ottoman Empire had been eyeing the island of Cyprus, especially the knights on the island, so the relationship between Venice and the Ottomans was not so harmonious. Although this is all small talk, as long as you are paying attention, you can find valuable information from it and use this as much as possible to avoid trouble. If you don't want to attract too much attention, you must know the local customs and interests. It's like don't say in the north that you have Nilfgard's friends just after the Civil War in the Demon Hunter World.

Along the way, Francesca talked with him from time to time about his guesses about unknown jammers, her detection location, and whether there was any interesting new news in his world in the past few days. The demon hunter is very lucky. He doesn't need to mark a spot halfway, and then hire a boat to return to the sea to salvage the sea after the letter is delivered. Nowadays, the fluctuation of the chaos power of the interference is very weak, but the elves can basically determine the general location, which is in this city called Constantinople or the surrounding area.

In the afternoon, facing the sunset, the passengers stood on the deck and appeared on the sea level not far away, bathing in the huge city of golden sunlight.

This is indeed a huge city. At first, Zelin thought it was Novigrad, but now he discovered that Novigrad should be just a district in this huge city. People say that the city has 300,000 inhabitants, more than seven times that of Novigrad, and there are more travelers, scholars and businessmen from all over the world. The high towers on both sides of the Golden Horn Strait and the inner pier are dyed a golden color, and in the distance, row upon row of cities look like an illusory realistic painting under the sunset.

His target is in the city—perhaps dozens of villages near the city. This is obviously a big challenge. If finding something in Novigrad is a matter of effort, then it is undoubtedly an extremely challenging task in this huge city.

The sailors on the ship are cheering, preparing to meet the end of the journey, and the passengers are also standing on the side of the ship, enjoying the beauty of the city at dusk. This is definitely a memorable experience for them, encountering pirates, and then retreating. Everyone was packing their luggage, Zelin also put his travel package, holding Claudia's letter, standing on the side of the ship waiting to disembark. The Frenchman gave him a brief introduction to the fjord.

"Look at the Golden Horn. In the past, the Roman emperors set up chains on this bay and used this trick to block the invading enemy forces. As a result, their enemies solved the problem with one move-they used people to fight. The boat pulled over the hillsides on both sides of the fjord."

"A genius-like defense line concept, but no matter how strong the defense line is, as long as it is bypassed, it has no meaning."

"You are right. I am very happy to travel with you. Goodbye. Oh, yes, this is the boat fare that the captain will refund to you."

The first officer handed over a purse, and Ze Lin weighed it. There were probably more than ten coins in it. This was originally the money Claudia paid for him, but now it is returned to the hands of the demon hunter. Zelin nodded and put it away.

"Thank him for me."

The first officer replied solemnly. "We want to thank you. If we hadn't killed a pirate ship decisively, we would have been surrounded by other pirate ships in less than half a day before we escaped."

"We are traveling companions, helping each other, that's nothing." Zelin looked around, lowered his voice and said to the first officer. "Before you return with other cargo, pay attention to what your captain is doing."

He didn't say much, but waved to the first officer, turned and walked to the passenger room waiting to disembark.

With a slight sway, the ship dropped its heavy anchor into the water. Passengers dragged their luggage, lined up and stepped on the planks, and walked up to the trestle one after another. Zelin waved goodbye to the sailors who fought with him, and before the last sunset, he walked onto the land of the capital of the Ottoman Empire.

Chapter 1249: The Master of the East

A huge city will make people who set foot here for the first time become confused.

The demon hunter is no longer a person who will be at a loss when facing a big city, but after walking through the dock and entering the port, the scale of the city is still somewhat beyond his expectations. All kinds of people form a different kind of scenery on the city streets, winding through the city like a stone jungle. Many roads in the city are paved with stone slabs, neat and dry. This is very rare for a coastal city. When it rains in Novigrad, Bitz district will become muddy and difficult to walk like a country road, not to mention that the most common thing in seaside cities is cloudy rain. .

At the beginning, he was still in a place that looked like a square. There was a huge flower bed in the middle. Some men and women were sitting in pairs on the nearby lawn, talking and chatting. The bards by the flower bed, obviously from the area around Italy, were playing with their instruments. But the next moment, he suddenly found himself at a market. A dark-skinned man was arguing about the price with a bearded peddler, while two women with pink veils were walking out carrying the fabrics they purchased. , Talking and laughing. People from all over here are choosing what they want. Zelin sighed lightly. Just like his world, this world also has many different languages ​​and strange tones. All kinds of unintelligible languages ​​formed a humming noise in his ears like flies.

He glanced at the market in front of him, then looked back at the road he was walking over. The sky was getting dark, and Zelin realized that he was in serious trouble.

How should he contact the Brotherhood here?

He only knew that the head of the Brotherhood of Constantinople was called Yousef, a Seljuk. Zelin doesn't know what Claudia thinks. Maybe she thinks Zelin, who has traveled to many parts of the world, can easily find the stronghold of the Brotherhood, or find the assassins here. But how does Zelin know what a Seljuk looks like? In his mind, the Venetians, Berbers, Seljuks, and Normans are just a few simple letters, and they can’t tell what they are. Specific difference.

In other words, she forgot to tell Zelin what the Brotherhood messenger should know.

In the book Bartolomeo gave to Zellin, there was no mention of the headquarters of the Brotherhood of Constantinople. When he walked in the city, he paid attention to the signs of the Brotherhood on the nearby walls and door panels, but unfortunately, the city was too big, and it would take him several days to find it. Rome is already a fairly large city, but Constantinople is obviously much larger and has a larger population.

But this didn't bother him.

After finding a remote place in the corner of the market and making sure that no one was paying attention nearby, Zelin followed the uneven walls and the edges of the windows and climbed to the top of the nearby houses.

Standing on the roof, large areas of the city can be seen in front of you. Constantinople in the night is full of shadows. From above he can more clearly notice the crowd below. The members of the Brotherhood of Assassins are also assassins. Their attire is roughly the same, maybe some simple differences, but Zelin thinks that Hidden Blade and Hood are their hallmarks. Unless it is someone like Machiavelli or Bartolomeo who cooperates with the Brotherhood of Assassins, relying on this, he should be able to find some clues and follow them. Found the headquarters of the Brotherhood.

He believes in his ability to search and track.

Although this may take a lot of time, the dimming sky does not affect the eyes of the demon hunter.

"Hmm... what is this?"

On the roof, Zelin noticed that many roofs in Constantinople had some wooden pillars which were obviously erected and fixed on the roof. There are small and tough metal wires connected, and the distance between them is very far. In the field of view, the farthest visual inspection is almost more than 60 meters, but the short ones are also more than 10 meters away. Although they are not dense, they are distributed. Many places, like a looming spider web, shrouded the city.

What exactly are these thin lines used for?

There was a wooden stake next to the roof where the demon hunter was. He walked over and looked at it curiously. The stakes have turned black and gray, which means that they have not been erected recently, they must have been some years old. The steel wire connected to the wooden post is extremely smooth and has no trace of rust, which means that this thing is definitely not a decoration. If it is not used frequently, these metal wires should have become rusty in the wind and sun.

Soon, someone told Zelin with practical actions what exactly these wires were used for.

"People over there, get out, get out of the way!"

The voice changed a little in the wind. The demon hunter determined the source of the sound in an instant, and then subconsciously jumped in the opposite direction. Just a step away, the next moment, a lime-gray figure appeared where he was just standing, as if it had suddenly appeared. The man squatted on the ground, then slowly stood up and patted his clothes. At this time, Zelin understood that this person had slipped from the wire, and the tool was the metal barb fixed to his wrist in his right hand. He coughed heavily, it must have been a lot of wind in his stomach when he screamed when he slipped.

"Climbing on the roof at night is extremely dangerous, sir." His eyes looked up and down the demon hunter, and there was an imperceptible warning, but this did not escape Zelin's eyes.

This man looks in his thirties, with short black curly hair and a beard on both sides of his cheeks, but his chin is clean. Weapons were everywhere on the white clothes with a red coarse cloth belt. There were four throwing knives under his left shoulder and a machete hanging from his waist. His right hand is a three-layer iron wristband, and there is even a dagger hidden by the cowhide boots.

"Aren't you also on the roof, and playing such dangerous acrobatics." Zelin glanced at the steel wire. "I saw the tool in your right hand, if I read it right... Is this modified with Hidden Blade?"

"What?"

"Sorry, I have no intention of offending, but you didn't take back the Hidden Blade that popped up just now." Zelin spread out his hand, indicating that he is not hostile and that he has no weapon in his hand. "I think, besides the brothers, who else would go out with the Hidden Blade? I'm from Rome, are you from the Constantinople Brotherhood? I brought a letter from the Roman Brotherhood. Look for the person in charge here, Your Excellency Yousef."

Zelin directly stated the purpose. Instead of half-concealing the other party's suspicion, it is better to put on a sincere appearance and make the other party believe in himself as much as possible. Although he couldn't figure out whether the opponent was an assassin, he was still flying across the roof with a Hidden Blade. As far as he knew, the Templars wouldn't do this kind of behavior, at least he didn't know it.

The man in front of him seemed to be stunned by what the demon hunter said. He walked around Zelin and nodded slightly. "I have also seen your Hidden Blade, but your dressing is really weird. I am not questioning you, but when I came out to practice the moves at night, I met a brother from Rome. The probability is better to say that I met this The sultan of this city is more reliable. Yes, I am the assassin here. Ah, I know your doubts, in fact, if you hadn’t mentioned Yousef, I wouldn’t have believed you easily. I’m Yousef. Husband, give me the letter first."

"How do you prove that you are Yusuf?" Zelin asked suddenly, which made the man with the beard in front of him laugh.

He laughed for a long time, then stopped under Zelin's expressionless gaze.

"Is this stupid?"

"No, how can I prove that I am me? This is indeed a problem, right? The Greeks like to use this kind of problem to add trouble to themselves. Don't be angry, it is indeed the case. You bring a letter from Rome to Constantinople, if anyone says that he is Yusuf, you can give him the letter. This is too casual. It can be difficult for the Greeks, but not for me. I will take you to see you. As soon as you see the other Assassin brothers, you know who I am. Come on, time waits for no one."

The first two hundred and fifty chapters are different assassins

The situation of the assassins here is very different from what Zelin expected.

This assassin was bold and enthusiastic. Although Zelin didn’t mention his position in the Roman Brotherhood---he never joined the Brotherhood---but he still entertained him warmly and kept showing him on land. Introduce the city and the situation here, and didn't take Zelin's doubts about him at all.

"You said those steel wires? That's the way we use to move quickly and deliver goods in the city. The city is too big, and the doglegs of the Knights Templar attack from time to time. We have to run faster to drive them away. Go back. Did you see the hook sword in my hand? This is our secret weapon. Every time the Templars were beaten severely by us before they had time to react."

"There are Templars here too?" Zelin thought of what Claudia had told him before coming. The Knights Templar have been dormant in secret, ready to make a comeback.

"You can also call them Byzantines. They are always looking for trouble in this city. Those mercenaries in purple decorated armor are them."

Along the way, Zelin didn't see anyone dressed in purple armor, but saw a lot of Constantinople guards. The size of the city results in a lot more guards here than in Rome, and you can see several guards patrolling on every street. Along the way, Yousef pointed out some landmarks to him from time to time, such as the Hagia Sophia and the Grand Bazaar. But the sky was very dark, and he couldn't see the grandeur and grandeur of these buildings. But he will stay here for a while, and there will be no shortage of opportunities for sightseeing.

The city is divided into two parts by a river, and the assassin's headquarters is at the other end of the city. They found a ferry, and after paying the fare, they soon arrived in the city on the other side of the river in the gentle river.

"Welcome to Galatia, friends from Rome, treat them as returning home."

In the open space under a tens of meters high tower, seven or eight people dressed as assassins are practicing their fighting skills in pairs. The people passing by didn't seem to care about it, and walked by with a smile. It seems that they are just a group of acrobatic troupe employees, practicing interesting skills. The assassins here do not need to hide their identities or hide in their strongholds to plan battles with the Knights Templar. This is somewhat different from what he has seen and heard in Rome in the past. In Rome, Ezio's battles were mostly hidden. Only in the end, when the Poggia family was embarrassed on all sides, did he showdown face-to-face.

Seeing the man walking with the demon hunter, the assassins here stopped their movements and saluted him.

Obviously, he is indeed a higher-ranking person in the Brotherhood of Constantinople, and should be Yusuf in charge. Zelin handed Claudia's letter to him. After he tore the envelope and read the letter with the help of the fire from the brazier on the roadside, he showed a surprised expression.