The Journey of the Demon Hunter

To be honest, I didn't have so many plans at the beginning. That was when I was looking for a job near Goss Willen. In fact, I just wanted to find one or two commissions to help wizards hunt for monsters and find materials. It was a wizard city. There were many wizards in it. There would definitely be people who needed experimental materials. I was really out of money at that time. After taking a chance, when I got there, I met an elf warlock. When she came to me, she was mysterious and refused to disclose her salary. She said that she would pay me according to my work situation, you know? My first reaction at the time was that this might be an elf liar dressed as a warlock.

You ask me why I still accept the commission? Because I have always had nothing to do with the person who asked me, especially a beautiful woman.

You laughed?

Well, when I didn't say anything.

When I walked through the portal with her and went to the so-called commission location, I realized that the commission I received was not to hunt some monsters, but to help the female warlock transfer non-human beings in Van Georg where the massacre broke out. Race. And the sorcerer is not a liar elf, but Francesca in the Warlock Council.

After that time, I saw the Warlock Academy and saw the well-dressed teachers teaching the young and beautiful students magic knowledge. Can you imagine what it was like? The knowledge has been passed down from generation to generation and improved. From then on, I suddenly thought that I have lived for a hundred years. If I'm lucky, maybe I can live for another hundred years before I die in an unknown cave valley. Inside. Why don't I look for an apprentice? If I can have an apprentice, I can give him my skills, my knowledge, swordsmanship, and when I die, there will be someone mourning me instead of lying alone in the wilderness and rotting.

Is it sad? Sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel this.

Okay, okay, I know, I will definitely remember it in the future, and I won't say sorry to you again, I just forgot it for a while.

When I had a castle, I wondered if I could do something with it. I can turn it into my residence, my home, although this home is given to me by the Warlock Order because of a mission. Since there is a home, why can't I turn him into an academy? You may not know that my original vision of the academy was just a castle inhabited by demon hunters with one or two apprentices, just like when my master took me and my brother George.

Then I had a portal, and I thought, since I can't make money in this world, then I will go to other worlds, relying on my sword, my fighting skills and experience to make money. Since the farmers and citizens here thought I would kidnap their children, I went to other worlds to find apprentices.

To be honest, I am selfish.

My destiny is orbiting me like a whirlwind. I follow it step by step, step by step. Every step will encounter difficulties and pitfalls. Either it is me or the person I see. What kind of madness, what is it that is tempting me, let me go to the muddy water and do those dangerous things.

Maybe it’s just because I believe that I help others wholeheartedly, and other people will help me when I am in trouble.

You said, am I doing this right?

...

Alas.

You are right.

Do I regret returning to Yanan again?

I don't know. I saw people who were dying in Orton Chapel, so I thought, I should go and rescue them. As for how to save, whether I would die there, to be honest, I didn't think about these problems before going. I must act, time waits for no one, I cannot make a lifetime plan.

Some things, once missed, will be missed forever.

And I don't want to lose them.

You ask why there is such a big gap between today's results and the original expectations?

After I got the castle, I went to Kermohan. That place is known to all demon hunters. There must be recipes and equipment for creating new demon hunters. But when I got there, I discovered how decadent the castle was. Several demon hunters lived in the empty space. In the dangling and icy ruins, the only warmth may be the affection between them. So I thought, I have a complete castle, and these Kelmohan’s demon hunters are good people, why can’t I help them? We can create an academy together. The result was a success, and they were willing to join me. The more people there are, the easier things will be. So I went to find other survivors of the demon hunter school, snakes, bears, and cats.

I sometimes wonder if I am living in a dream, I am just solving the troubles that come to my door one by one, or happen to happen, but it turns out to be like this. Looking back, I really want to ask my past self to see what you are doing. Are you aware of what you are doing? But I think I may be a hopeless guy who will die on this one day sooner or later.

Why did I look so confident when I was in Yanan?

When everyone is afraid, there must be someone who is not afraid, right? I remember a baron who said that when the bloodthirsty rebels came, the farmer looked for the village chief, and the village chief asked the knight for help. The knight went to the castle and asked the baron what to do. Then the baron had the highest rank in that place. He didn't. Others can go to find him, he is very scared, because he is likely to be defeated, how can a small castle block so many mobs. He will die, and his wife and children will die. His wife took his son to persuade him and told him that he could run away like other nobles, but he told his son that if he was struck by fear like everyone else If it falls down, who else can those who can't escape rely on?

He is a good man, are you listening, Maria?

Where is he now?

Uh...

Died.

I once had a dream, Maria, I was driving a wooden boat in a dark and stormy night. The waves would engulf me and the wind would blow me over. Every time, they seemed almost to succeed. The surface of the water is black, the sky is black, and the only thing that can illuminate is a lantern on the bow of the ship. I saw familiar faces on the ship, but I couldn’t see the back road or the opposite shore, let alone this ship. Where will the canoe go. I know how it started, but I never know how it will end.

Do you think I have said this before? No, no. A demon hunter who seems to be able to do everything, a demon hunter who has lived for more than a hundred years, will feel scared when he is confused. This is ridiculous, right?

Yes, I do feel scared. I worry about my lover. My brothers and friends will be implicated in the troubles I have caused. I don’t want anyone to be hurt. I know it sounds like a foolish person. There are still stupid wishes in young people's minds. People who hate me will laugh, and people who are close to me will think this is a funny joke, you don't have to bear it, just laugh if you want to laugh.

...

...

Thank you.

Okay, Maria, it took you so much time, thank you for listening to my nagging for a while.

Thanks, Maria, I'm fine. Ah, this is really strong liquor, isn't it? I shouldn't drink tonight. This must be **** magic, I am controlled by it, it must be so.

Forget about these, Maria, forget about them.

I just want to take a break.

That's it.

Chapter 1375 Low-Level Magic

When the morning sun shines through the skylight into this small house, Zelin no longer knows how many times he has made up his mind, and will never drink before going to bed, or drink so much. Of course, such determination will definitely be thrown out of the sky soon.

Never make up your mind when you just wake up, it is usually unreliable.

After completing the surveillance magic, Zelin chose to stay in this tower. Rather than go to the hotel at the crossroads outside, it is better to live nearby. If there is an emergency, he can quickly find out and react to it. Of course, hospitality is separate from the rental house, and Zelin still paid a rent for this compartment, which probably only had a bed, a wooden cabinet, and two chairs. But even so, renting in the Baron’s Tower is worth the money than staying in the Crossroads Hotel.

"Are you awake?"

Maria sat on the wooden chair with her legs up, flipping through a travel novel found in the tower bookcase. She was bathed in the blurry sunlight through the blinds, and when she heard Zelin sitting up, she glanced at it slightly, and then let her eyes rest on the book, "Look at what you look like now, lying lazily. On the bed, greedily enjoying the temperature of the fireplace, which behavior is linked to a real hunter? Move your body, make it active, and become friends with your weapons. This is what hunters should remember every day. ."

"It sounds like I'm just like the novice hunter that Yanan just joined." Zelin snorted softly, moving his neck and shoulders, listening to them with a comfortable sound with satisfaction. "Or do you think of me as a patient in the Star Clock Tower who must be cared for in order to live?"

"A patient would not have the physique of yours."

"A patient." Zelin aggravates the pronunciation of the word "patient".

"If you want to become that kind of patient, I think someone will be happy to help."

Zelin thought about the scalpel of Jr. Yusevka and the tragedy he had seen in the clinic, and then shrugged. "Forget it."

There was no problem all night, no one disturbed him, which meant that there was no abnormal magic wave in Willen last night. The wave of magical power in winter is gentle and quiet, which is a favorable condition for surveillance work. According to Alexander, it is easy to find a suddenly bright spar in a group of dim spars, but in a pile of bright spars It is difficult to tell which is brighter.

Zelin walked to the window. It was sunny but cold. Through the skylight, he saw soldiers underneath warming by the campfire. Fishing boats in nearby fishing villages left the pier early, and people must continue to make ends meet no matter the weather is good or bad.

"There is a jar of apple juice on the table downstairs." As Zelin was about to walk towards the stairs, he suddenly heard Maria's voice. "That's delicious, isn't it? There are some refreshing ice cubes in it, why not go for a drink?"

Maria is right. Drinking a drink with ice in winter has the same effect as washing your face with cold water, although for the hunter, a little alcohol will not affect him for long. Adding ice cubes to the drink is just Because he likes this feeling.

When Zelin put down the cup, he happened to see Alexander walking out of the basement while wearing his laboratory gloves and wizard robe, carrying a cage in his hand, and a fat mouse inside was squeaking. Alexander saw Zelin and said hello to him, "Hi, my friend, I hope you live here comfortably and happily. Someone told me that demon hunters don’t need to sleep at all. They say that your brain structure is different from ordinary humans. It only takes a while to get rid of all fatigue. It seems that this is a rumor about magic at all. Your demon hunters are no different from our mage when you rest."

"If we don't have to rest every day surrounded by scorpion-tailed flying lions, flying dragons, mist monsters, and water monsters, but in a safe, warm and comfortable magic tower, who would want to rely on meditation to relieve fatigue."

"So this is the reason why your profession is gradually disappearing." Alexander suddenly said seriously. Status, more wealth and power, and a longer lifespan, but becoming a demon hunter cannot bring them these. Knowledgeable and educated people will rush to magic, but they will not choose to become a demon hunter. Because the latter pays a great price, but puts himself in a dangerous situation at any time."

Zelin waved his hand, "You wake up in the morning and greet me, just to compare the difference between a sorcerer and a demon hunter?"