The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Who are you?"

The white hair turned his head slightly, and the pale golden eyes glowed in the night. "Geralt, Geralt of Livia."

Suddenly, a fire that broke out not far away attracted Geralt's attention. On the distant horizon, a village plunged into a raging sea of ​​flames. The flames illuminated half of the sky, and the rising smoke went straight into the sky, blocking the bright moon Behind. Then there was the woman's scream.

"This is my village! My home!"

She yelled, struggling to stand up from the bushes, her frozen legs causing her to fall to the ground again. Geralt bent down, grabbed her arm and pulled her up, putting his other hand to his mouth.

The sharp whistle cut through the woodland.

Soon, the hooves of horses rang out again in the woodland, but this time it was not a ghost rider, but a brown horse.

"Get on the horse." With a hoarse voice, Geralt hadn't had any water for almost a day. "I will take you to your village."

The woman nodded. She climbed onto the horse awkwardly. The horse was pacing. The weight of two adults put some burden on it.

"Quick, turnip, quick!"

The demon hunter urged the horse with spurs, and the turnip ran, smashing the thin ice surface left after the wild hunt.

As they got closer and closer, the light of the fire became brighter in the eyes of the two riders, and the sound of the fire was accompanied by people's wailing and crying. The village was burning. When they were not near the village, the bodies of the victims had appeared on both sides of the road. The dead-eyed corpses fell on the side of the road. This must be the villager who came out to check when they heard the noise outside. There were no bloodstains on their bodies, no scars, and their skin was paler than the falling snow. Geralt, who has been following the wild hunt for a long time, knows what is going on. The wild hunt has taken away their souls. These poor souls will become the new wild hunt and will die in endless hunting.

Geralt drove through the fallen fence on the edge of the village. Houses were swallowed by flames, and the pulsating fire light reflected here like daylight. The grieving villagers did not notice the intruder. The woman sitting in front of the horse broke free from the demon hunter's arm. She jumped off the horse and ran towards a burning house, yelling at her relatives while running. Name.

But someone still saw Geralt.

Not a wild hunt.

Contrary to what was expected, Wild Hunt has already left, or was forced to leave.

Geralt knew the eyes that looked at him. They were exactly the same as him, the pale golden beast pupils, the iconic pale green armor, and the badge on his chest.

"Geralt?"

"Zelin." Geralt breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. "Long time no see."

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"I saw wild hunting appear, so I rushed over as soon as possible."

Under a dead apple tree outside the village, Zelin made sure that there were no ants or insects on it, and sat down on the withered lawn and leaned on the trunk. "Damn it, Geralt, we were still thinking about where to find you before. Where did you go after passing through the portal on Apple Tree Island? Did you find Ye Naifah? You followed those wild hunts. What's there? Why are you here?"

"May I learn to do multiple-choice questions before answering your question?" Geralt took Zelin's knife and began to shave the weed-like beard from his chin.

"Um... just treat it as a sorting problem."

"This is a long story."

The messy beard fell a little bit under the scraping of the sharp knife. Not far away, the villagers are still mourning the loss of their loved ones. In the beginning, Zelin immediately rushed to Alexander's magic tower when he knew that there was an abnormal wave of magic appearing in Willen. Alexander marked the general area where the demon spirit knight might appear on the map for the demon hunter. So Zelin notified the people waiting in Mahakam Castle, and immediately rode to the hanged ghost tree. As a result, here, it happened to encounter a few ghost cavalry enslaved by wild hunting into the village to looting souls. He defeated these ghost soldiers, but he did not catch up with the wild hunt.

But Zelin can be sure that Reso is right, and Wild Hunt will indeed come to Willen.

"When I followed the wild hunt through the portal, I thought I would appear in a strange world, maybe a place where only ghosts live, maybe hell, maybe a cemetery, everything I can imagine, Where wild hunting would appear. But in fact I was wrong. I found myself in a familiar world with only one moon in the sky, instead of what Xili said, there would be two or even three moons. I recognized the constellations in the sky, Pegasus, and diving fish. The wild hunters flew away after passing through the portal, and they threw me in a canyon full of corpses. The skull has no canine teeth, it is an elf. Then I realized what place it was. Hydra Canyon, twenty-four elf officers who joined the empire, were executed in this canyon after the war. Wild Hunt was dropped in the canyon He left the same number of human bones."

"Two escaped." Zelin knew about this. Among the twenty-four officers, only Colonel Isengreen Faotiana and his adjutant Iofes fled. It is reported that Ethan Green left the continent and went to Serekania, while Eofis gathered a group of squirrel party survivors, continued his battle in the forest near the floating port, and became a squirrel. The de facto commander of the party.

"Really? I don't know about it yet." Geralt washed the knife with the water in the kettle and returned it to Zelin. "Then I followed these wild hunters on this continent, maybe they didn't find me. , Maybe they found it, but they didn't care about a demon hunter who followed them. Everywhere they went, they would bring destruction and pain. I chased the traces they left..." Geralt asked suddenly. "When is it now?"

"1269, January..." Zelin rolled his eyes and thought for a few seconds, then shook his head. "It's almost February, I don't remember the details."

The flames were still burning. There were originally more than ten households with twenty or thirty people in this village, but almost eight villagers died in the attack. Their houses were destroyed, and their belongings and food were almost burned. If the local lord did not help them, Zelin couldn't think of how the remaining villagers would survive the next winter alive.

"I have been tracking them for more than half a year." Geralt shook his head, raised his head and drank the water in the pot. The overflowing water flowed down his chin to the collar. He wiped the corners of his mouth and plugged the spout with an oak plug. "They move irregularly. I have been wondering if I can tell you the news that wild hunting is still in our world. Luckily, you will come to a remote place like Willen. I follow wild hunting all the way, they only Will go to remote villages, I suspect they are deliberately avoiding the city. Of course, I am not sure whether they did this deliberately or because their targets are in the countryside."

"I don’t know what their purpose is, or where they end, but I will keep chasing them until they stop. Have you been to Kyle Morhan? If you haven’t, please Tell Vesemir about me to them, so that they don’t have to worry. After I rescue Ye Naifah, I will go to Kermohan with her."

"Geralt, I also have something to tell you."

Zelin told Geralt of the news he had received from Resso in detail. As Zelin expected, no one can behave after knowing that Wild Hunt is a group of cross-world elves rather than real ghost monsters. Indifferent as water.

"A group of elves?" Geralt's eyes rarely showed a hint of surprise. "You mean, these wild hunts are actually elves?"

"There are souls kidnapped by them, but now, they should be a group of demon spirits." Despite Resso's help, Zelin still doesn't know enough about wild hunting. They are Ain El Elves. If it were a thousand years ago, Zelin should have learned a little about their distant relative from Ain Sidi Elf, but now, Ain Sidi has been lost. There are so many things, even only a few elves like Francesca know that they also have a group of relatives in another world. A thousand years is enough to make a race change a lot, even compared to the past.

"But anyway, they have been kidnapping Ye Naifa, no matter what they are or what they plan to do, I must rescue Ye Naifa from them." Geralt coughed heavily. "No matter what you want me to pay."

"You are not alone, Geralt." Zelin patted his colleague on the shoulder. "We will help you."

"What?"

"Do you think I study wild hunting only because they appear in our world? No, it's because they started attacking us, attacking my friends, and kidnapping my friends’ lovers. I believe that if I don’t Now I’m trying to figure out how to deal with them. When they attack my friends one by one, I can’t ask for help from others when they attack me. I have already told other stalkers that they are coming. On the way. Wild hunting will eventually complete their hunt in the Hanged Ghost Tree. I think since they have reappeared in Willen, then this should be their end. Let’s go and hang the Ghost Tree to make this journey real Become their end."

Gatan of the cat school will come. Although Gatan is unwilling to join any academy, Zelin promised him that he will pay him enough for this battle, let him change into a good armor and sharpen his sword. Aiden wanted to come too, but Zelin refused and let him stay at home with peace of mind. Gerd of the Bear School rushed over from Skelliger after hearing about this incident. This Skelliger man had a unique sense of honor for fighting wild hunting. Resso and his two classmates were in Mahakam, and the four hunters from the wolf school were also there. They would rush to Willon with George.

As for the others, the Dragonborn will come here as a mercenary, and Virginia will come with the others in the name of the sorcerer of Erithusa Academy. Originally Zelin didn't want them to come, and the purpose of his acquaintance with them was never to treat them as combatants or thugs.

But Zelin understood that since Gnaiya and Virginia said they would go, no matter what he said, it was impossible to change their minds.

At this time, just as they stood up, patted the dust off their bodies, and were about to mount and rush to the hanged ghost tree, the telescope that Zelin put in his chest pocket gave off a dim light.

"Wait."

"What's the matter?"

"A little news."

Zelin made a wait gesture to Geralt, walked a few steps to the side, and took out the telescope. The only person who would contact him with the telescope would be Francesca.

Unsurprisingly, when he opened the telescope, the image of the elf appeared in front of him.

"I heard that you are going to deal with wild hunting?" The elf didn't say other words, but went straight to the subject. Her expression was serious. The last time Zelin saw her with such an expression was when he was protecting the elves who were about to be killed by the northern kings before the Sunnid Warlock Convention and was looking for joint proposals with fellow warlocks.

"Yes, Enid, I have found their place. They have already appeared in Willen. I will hit them by surprise." Zelin nodded. "Then rescue the people they kidnapped. If I can, I want to expel them from our world."

Francesca pursed her lips, her eyes hesitated, and finally sighed. "Ada told me that I can’t show up to help you, nor can she. Ain Sidi’s best to avoid the possibility of direct contact with Ain Ayer. It’s best to let them never know the world. The elves are the Ain Xidi family, not the other kind of elves like the Red Yang family."

"I understand, you must have your problems, Enid."

"No, you may not understand. When you come back, I will explain it to you." The projection of the elf stretched out his hand and gently stroked Zelin's cheek. "Forgive me, I really want to fight with you, but Ain Sidi can't. I gave Virginia and Gnaiya a talisman that belongs to me, which will protect them from a magical attack. But You must remember my advice, after your ambush is over, immediately, immediately! Don't have any stays, leave immediately, understand?"

"Leave immediately." Ze Lin repeated. "I remembered."

The elf's eyes suddenly became a little sad, and he flashed "Don't you ask the reason?"

"No, I believe you will tell me everything when I go back." Zelin held Francesca's hand, but this was just an illusion, his hand only kept slipping from his fingers. Wind. "Aren't you always like this?"

Francesca squeezed out a smile, "I will be waiting for you in your castle. I hope those magic items can help you." She hesitated for a while. "Although I don't want to say that, but this time I can only ask Virginia and Gnaiya to take care of you."