The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"You are a famous mentor, Ezio, you can definitely do this kind of thing." Zelin raised his eyebrows slightly. "What can I do for you?"

"Your fighting skills, can you help us train newcomers?"

"If someone can help me find out the whereabouts of the missing goods these days, I will have time to train newbies."

If the traitor was not caught this time, Zelin had to find another way.

He needs the assistance of the Brotherhood.

Yousef laughed, and he held out a finger. "Don't worry, do you remember the prisoner we caught? An answer is coming soon."

The first thousand two hundred and sixty-seven chapters formed the vortex

When the Knights Templar invaded the Galatian stronghold, they captured the prisoners.

The captive is not a core member of the Templars. In fact, he was recruited in Athens three months ago. After two months of simple training, just letting them know how to use maces and spears, Just fifteen days ago, he was transferred to Constantinople to deal with the Brotherhood. The Templars that he came into contact with were not a lot of things, but this was not a bad thing for Zelin. When facing the interrogation, the interrogator just waved his whip and shook the soldering iron in front of him, slightly frightened. The prisoner did not hesitate to say everything he knew.

"Byzantines are probably related to people in the palace."

The captive gave an unbelievable news that the Byzantines were in contact with people in the Ottoman palace. The Ottoman Empire destroyed Byzantium sixty years ago, and the Byzantine Restorationists often haunt the Balkans. One is the ruler and the other is an insurgent army that overthrows the ruler, although they understand the purpose of the Knights Templar. It is by no means as simple as overthrowing a government, but on the surface they are recruiting the banner of the Byzantines. Unless someone in the Byzantine palace wants to overthrow the country under his rule, Zelin can’t think of any reason to let these two parties. Join hands.

"Is that person lying?" Ezio frowned slightly, involving the internal affairs of the Ottoman Imperial Palace. If it is not handled properly, it is likely to bring great danger to the Brotherhood.

"It's not like it." Zelin shook his head. He doesn't have the mind-reading skills of Franziska that can directly read the mind, but he distracted the interrogator and asked the captive himself. Under the influence of Aksi Fayin, Although the prisoner's words were vague, he could not lie. "Think about it, Ezio, the Knights Templar are rampant in Constantinople. If they had no contact with people in the Ottoman Empire, they should have been driven out by the city guards and the Sultan soldiers."

In the palace, if someone acquiesces in the actions of the Byzantines in the city, then only two people have this right, one is Prince Ahmed, and the other is Tariq, the commander of the Forbidden Army.

They were walking on the way to an old Polo family's business post. Today they went to the small studio on the second floor of Piri Reis near the Grand Bazaar. For the sake of Yusuf's friend, Zelin stayed in the studio for a while, choosing different types of bombs in it. Piri Reis—or Admiral Piri—doesn’t like the technique of bombs at all. He thinks it is a wicked way, and he doesn't have a good face to Zelin, who likes bomb techniques. But this is also just right, as long as he can find useful things, he has long been accustomed to such a cold face.

Piri Reis happened to know a former trading post, not far from the Hagia Sophia. He chatted with Ezio for a while and taught the assassin tutor how to make different types of bombs. Constantinople's bomb technology is much stronger than that of Rome, which Ezio has to admit. Not to mention anything else, Zelin must bring back the smoke bombs here. The smoke emitted by this smoke bomb is much stronger than the Roman “old-fashioned smoke bomb” that can only temporarily block the view. It should work. Mention the survival rate of the apprentice demon hunter in sudden battles. When encountering an unexpectedly strong enemy, a thick cloud of smoke can increase the chance of escape.

"Yousef sent someone to the palace to inquire about the news. He also knew someone in the palace. Let's wait for the good news from him. Prince Suleiman of the Ottoman Empire returned from the Mecca pilgrimage. Yousef believes that there is What conspiracy is unfolding around the palace."

"What is he doing?"

"In the racetrack near the Hagia Sophia, they are gathering there, preparing to take down the Templar stronghold near the racetrack." After learning about the old merchant house of the Polo family, Ezio was in a good mood. Although he met several Templars on the road today, he made a detour to get rid of them, but these buzzing flies did not affect his good mood.

The battle between the Brotherhood of Assassins and the Knights Templar in Constantinople turned into a tug-of-war. The Brotherhood of Assassins was searching for the Templar stronghold and trying to destroy and occupy it. The Templars also sent more patrols to strengthen their control over the occupied urban areas, and are still gathering forces everywhere to prepare to launch a counterattack against the assassin's stronghold. Now Constantinople seems to have become a battlefield between the Assassins and the Templars, as if the two sides are vying for the dominance of the city, but the real manager of the city, the Ottoman guards, can only come out to clean up every night or early in the morning after the conflict is over. Battlefield.

People say that there are not many people in the city that are still under management. Prince Selim and Sultan Bayezet are in the city’s diplomatic battle, and the conflict between Prince Ahmed and Tariq, the commander of the Forbidden Army, is well known. Except that there are still guards maintaining the most basic order---cannot rob, murder, and steal in front of them---this city can basically be classified as an impossible place. Among the Templars and the Assassins, many people tend to favor the Brotherhood, but the seemingly powerful force of the Byzantines and the large number of soldiers made more people shut their mouths.

The old commercial store in Baltic has become a bookstore.

There is a slightly deserted and quiet bookstore in the bustling commercial street, which is incompatible with the nearby shops full of exquisite blankets and leather shoes. There are no signs here, only a few stacks of books placed in front of the store indicate that this is a bookstore. Few people visit here, and the value of books seems difficult to attract people, even if they are left unattended on the ground in front of the door.

Ezio pushed the door and walked in. He stopped after just two steps, with an unexpected and pleasant expression on his face.

Zelin, who was squatting halfway at the door, looked up for a suitable book. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing, acquaintance."

As Ezio walked in, Zelin frowned slightly, but the joy of reunion in the assassin's words was not fake. So he didn't think too much, but lowered his head, and continued to find out if he could use it from the pile of old books outside. While in Skyrim, he realized that reading more books in another world might bring unexpected help.

He flipped through these moldy pages while thinking about how to search the Templar stronghold next. He could only hope that the Byzantines had not transported their trophies out of the city.

But why would they just look for something meaningless to them?

There must be a reason for this, but he was puzzled.

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ps: Piri Reis is considered a celebrity in history. In the last century, he left a quite famous Reis map, but his role in Assassin's Creed is too few. By the way, Assassin's Creed: Origins is pre-downloaded, and the small water pipe is about to explode again, which is a bit smaller than the Shadow of War.

Chapter 1268: The old site of the Polo family

There are all kinds of books here, but it’s a pity that Zelin didn’t find what he wanted in it-guns, bombs, cannons and gunpowder. Instead, he saw a book on medicine and he looked through it. After a while, he couldn't help but shook his head. He doesn't know much about medicine. There are some strange things in it. He can't judge whether the things in the book are effective or not. It seems that there is no basis for this.

Some geography books attracted his attention. He flipped through them with interest, but the sound coming from his ear attracted Zelin's attention.

"What did I see, a hardworking student? If half of my past students could work as hard as you, my teaching career would not be so short."

The voice was so familiar that Zelin paused slightly with his fingers flipping the pages of the book, and then continued to read stories about new geographic discoveries, navigation, and the New World. In his world, people have almost no chance to sail to the depths of the sea, and the monsters of the sky and the sea will devour all explorers.

"You actually taught students, Enid? It's strange, I thought you wouldn't be interested in teaching at Eritusa College."

"Only in the past, the elves will arrange a lecturer in the human magic academy to demonstrate the past traditions. I met Tisya at that time. At that time, she was still a professor and not the honorary dean, but three hundred years ago This tradition disappeared."

The voice on the other side of the telescope sounded like it was recording something, and he could hear the rustle of the pen rubbing the paper.

"How about the statue? My directional navigation is almost ready. After about a week, I will be able to completely control this portal."

“The locals here stole it, and I’m still looking for a place where they might hide. This is a bit tricky. It’s a worldwide organization in this world who stole it, a group of people who call themselves the Knights Templar, and They may also be related to the local royal family."

"World Organization? Sorcerer's Hall?"

Zelin thought for a while, it seemed that the two were similar, they were all people from different countries gathered under the same goal. But to say that the Sorcerer's Assembly Hall may still have the possibility of cooperation, the Demon Hunters don't have a lot of favor with the Knights Templar in this world. When he was in Rome, he helped the Brotherhood out of friendship and employment, but now, he wants to let the Templars learn a little politeness---don't take things randomly.

He didn't have an accurate understanding of the Knights Templar. There were many people, a wide area, and the Assassin Brotherhood diametrically opposed, and most of the people he came into contact with were related to the rights holders. But it doesn’t matter.” It should be correct to say that, but their influence may be broader. Enid, can you guess why these locals stole the statue? Is there anything special about this statue? You are Mage, you must know everything about magic items."

The rustling voice on the other side of the telescope stopped. The silence lasted for a while, only the pale blue light on the telescope indicated that the communication had not been disconnected.

"Maybe..." Enid's voice was a little hesitant, and maybe she was not sure whether her guess was correct. "You can start from outside the Knights..."

Zelin had a hint of speculation in his mind, but he was not sure whether the elf was the same as he thought.

"For example, they are just hired, or controlled to...get the statue? You know, humans and dwarves call us elves, but we should be called Ain Sidi, and the Ain is not the only one of us. The other team’s mastery of space magic and cross-world teleportation spells far exceeds ours."

The demon hunter understood why Enid's words were so uncertain.

"You mean, Ain El might also find this world? This probability is too low, Enid. According to your description of them, if they know this one can be defeated with magic and hoarfrost. In the world, what I see now floating on the sea should not be a mast sailing ship, but a fleet of wild hunting black ships. It should not be ordinary humans walking on the streets, but wild hunting knights wielding long swords. The possibility is too low. It would be more reliable to say that the pterodactyl eats a water ghost and chokes to death by itself, and loses two evils at a time."

The world has a large population, and the army has also begun to be equipped with artillery and muskets, but in the face of mass destruction magic and hoarfrost, the army here has no resistance. They are helpless with magic, and the large population is meaningless in front of necromantic spells. As far as he knows, Ayn El is not like Dean in their mouths-humans, who define necromancers or the magic that spreads the plague as black Magic is forbidden. They will conquer the world through wars and use magic to cleanse other races. This is why demon hunters least like wild hunting to enter their world.

"This is just a guess of mine." There was a hint of shame in the elf's voice. "I know this possibility is very low, and you don't need to analyze the reason with me."

"Maybe, this statue has other secrets to people in this world that we don't know?"

"This is what the master demon hunter wants to consider, I can't think of a possibility for a female warlock with no reasoning ability, huh~"

As he said, the elf disconnected from the communication, and Zelin could almost imagine that Francesca turned her head on the other side and hummed.

"Oh, woman."

He sighed, closed the book, and returned it to the position where he held it. He looked at the bookstore behind him, and in terms of time, it had been a long time since Ezio walked in.

He put his hand on the wooden doorknob and pushed open the door of the bookstore. A peculiar scent of books lingers on the tip of the nose, and the bookstore is a little dark, one after another tall bookcases leaning against the wall, each row of cabinets is packed with books of different sizes, and there are a lot of books in the bookstore. , So much so that piles of books were stacked on the ground, so Zelin had to step carefully so that he would not touch the piles of books beside him while stepping on the light green carpet.

"Oh, guest! Good day, sir, please wait a moment in front of the door, the back needs to be cleaned up. Don't knock the book down." A crisp and hurried female voice came from the back of the bookstore. It happened to block Ze Lin's sight, so that he could barely see a passing green in the gap between the books in the bookcase.