The Journey of the Demon Hunter

So Zelin didn't tell anyone else about it. The people in the wharf camp did not seem to feel much sad except for a little embarrassment. Gerd was dealing with the wild deer that had been shot to death by crossbow arrows. He said loudly about his previous battles with wild hunting. He said he would This incident brought back to Skelly, so that everyone in Skelly would know that all the deeds of the demon hunters present, they will be praised in the mead hall.

Gaitan was not interested in this, he was more concerned about whether he could give some compensation in addition to his remuneration. His silver sword was completely scrapped, and the money needed to forge a new sword was enough to ruin this little-saving cat school. George is calculating how much they have lost during the battle: bombs, potions, and various materials. Zelin once suggested that if George's account book does not have enough money, maybe he can come up with some money, but George resolutely refused. He thought that public and private money must be separated.

"You are late." Gnaiya hammered Zelin's chest. "Are you too old to run?"

"You know my physical strength better than anyone else." Zelin opened his hands. "Well, we can prepare to leave. Wild hunting has disappeared, and we won't be back for this period of time."

"Really? That's great news." Hearing Zelin's words, George raised his head, his eyes made no secret of his surprise, then he lowered his head and started not knowing what to write in his diary. "Some time ago, wild hunting appeared near the Yaruja River. The monsters there became more and more active. If wild hunting disappears, those monsters should return to their rivers and caves."

"It's not over yet, gentlemen." Virginia's sleeves were rolled up, and her white arms were stained with water, and they were white from the cold. "This lady is in urgent need of treatment. Before you celebrate the victory, we cannot let this lady die a few hours after being rescued."

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High fever.

A severe and persistent fever.

This is enough to take the life of a strong man. What's more, the physical fitness of female warlocks is no better than that of ordinary people. Sometimes, they may lose their physical fitness due to lack of exercise, or use some potions and unhealthy food all day long to maintain their skin and body. Ye Naifa's forehead was almost as hot as a soldering iron. Zelin had no doubt that if they continued to stay in this swamp overnight, they could consider preparing a new coffin tomorrow.

"If you need any supplies, or to replenish the losses in this battle, you can return to Mahakam with George. There are enough things in the castle."

Since Wild Hunt has left this world, they don't need to stay here any longer. The demon hunters of the wolf school showed a trace of sorrow, but as demon hunters who have been accustomed to life and death, they kept their sorrow in their hearts. Gerd rejected Zelin's kindness. For him, being able to fight wild hunt was a very glorious thing. He would not treat it as a mere commission. He came here just to make money.

Gaitan happily accepted. Although he almost died in the hands of wild hunting several times in one night, the rewards earned from this action were enough to allow him to rest for half a year and lick blood from the knife. Day comes to doze off by the warm fireplace. Resso and the others plan to take a break at Mahakam and then head south. Winter is about to pass, and there are still many things to do in the south in the coming spring. The wolf school demon hunters did not choose to return, they decided to leave directly. Winter has passed, and it doesn't make much sense to go back to Kyle Morhan. But Zelin still remembered what he had said before, about repairing the broken walls and castles of Kyle Morhan.

Maybe he can hire those dwarf workers to go to the castle to clean up the ruins and repair the collapsed tower in the summer. Vesemir did not object to this. The carriage was still usable, and Zelin didn't plan to go back first, after all, Ye Naifa's identity was too special. After the coup on Sinide Island, her wanted warrant still hangs in the streets and alleys of the capital cities of the northern countries. What's more, according to what Triss had reported to the sorcerer assembly, Ye Naifa was dead. If she appeared in the north publicly, it would be because of the suspicion of the Sorcerer's Assembly Hall, they would not have to cause Triss to cause extra trouble.

Irene didn't know why, she decided to return to Yanan directly. There may be other things, Zelin kept a little bit, but Irene's attitude was very firm, so he didn't ask much. After the battle, the effect of the resonance bell disappeared, and Maria’s soul returned to Yanan, but the portal was still there, and she could come over at any time, but Zelin didn’t know whether the portal would cause harm to the soul without any protection. So he suggested that if Maria wants to come over, it is best to attach to someone, or tell him in advance, he will call her with a resonance bell.

Gerd intends to go north and find a ship to Skellig in Novigrad. Aiden returns to Mahakam with George. Ren will go with them. The injury on his arm needs to be recuperated. Compared with the empty Kyle Morhan, it is close to the town, but Mahakam Castle with enough ointments is more suitable for him.

The others gradually left, only Gnaiya and Virginia were still here. The Dragonborn helped to carry Ye Naifah into the carriage. The Sorceress was still in a high fever. Virginia tried several methods but failed to reduce her body temperature.

"What shall we do next?"

"Go to Sinide Island." To say how many places in the north have not been condemned by the sorcerer assembly, I am afraid there are only two places, one is the autonomous territory of the Mahakam dwarves, these dwarves are gentle and gentle towards all outsiders. Be wary, the other one, I'm afraid it is Sinide Island. Tisha Ya firmly controls the remaining power of the Order, and the wealth accumulated by the Order over hundreds of years has made her stable enough to stabilize the chaos caused by the coup. Although Margarita joined the Sorcerer's Assembly Hall, it was more about coordinating the contradiction between the assembly hall and Eritusa Academy. According to Francesca's description, Margarita is more interested in eating more oysters than in making suggestions or discussing current affairs.

"That island?" Virginia asked, raising her head. "Yes, I remember there is a clinic in that city."

"More than that." Zelin sat down in front of the carriage, grabbing the reins in one hand and the whip in the other. "I don’t think she can stay in the north. I don’t know. Maybe Tisaya can arrange a place, Kevel in the far north, or the southern provinces of Tousent, Ebin and Anglin. Those places are a bit chaotic. One less person and one more person won't be noticed. If Eritusa Academy is safe, she can stay in the academy forever."

Zelin didn't know much about Ye Naifah, his source was only from other people's descriptions. But for safety reasons, Zelin didn't think it was appropriate to let Ye Naifah stay at Mahakam. A fool would believe that the Sorceress Hall would only use Francesca to learn about him and what happened to Mahakamri.

They drove a carriage and went all the way. Virginia kept wiping the sweat from Yennefa's forehead. This is a good sign. Sweating can lower your body temperature, or at least not continue to rise. Gnaiya was leaning against the side of the carriage boringly. She originally had a bottle of life potion on her body, but it was useless for the female warlock's situation. Zelin originally thought that the bottle of potion could suppress the condition, but Gnaiya didn't have that big expectation. According to her, this potion can promote the recovery of the human body, but it is impossible to regenerate the severed limb or the wound to heal quickly. Otherwise, Tamriel Continent doesn't need the profession of a doctor, let alone sacrifices and their recovery magic.

If a person's body itself is very weak, the use of life potions needs to be more cautious.

The carriage swayed on the muddy road, causing the people in the carriage to sway like a pendulum. The wind blew away the dense fog, and the sunlight passed through the clouds and sprinkled on the land. In the distance, the endless ocean shone in the golden sunlight.

On the road, the weary Virginia fell asleep beside the carriage, while Gnaiya looked bored at the morning light of the sky, or sometimes observed the scenery beside the road. The sheep's bowel path in the forest was winding and winding, and the roads were scattered on both sides. The rocks are in all kinds of weird shapes, and the rocks are also covered with moss and lichen of different colors. Zelin moves as close to the sea as possible, but sometimes has to enter the forest to make a detour. Zelin had thought about whether he could go to the magic tower to find Alexander and open a portal to Goth Willen, but then he rejected this idea himself. This is too risky. A portal has appeared outside the city of Goss Willen, and this news will soon reach many people's ears.

Fortunately, Baron Willen was not far from Sinide Island.

Zelin made the carriage faster as much as possible, but the road conditions here are not suitable for the carriage itself. The bumpy hillside is full of short and twisted pine trees, and they can’t reach Goose Willen in a day. Zelin estimates that if he is lucky, he can see Gou at noon the next day. Walls of S. Willen.

Ye Naifah's situation started to get worse, not only fever, but also frantic dreams from time to time.

It was a nightmare. When the cold wind came in the evening, Gnaiya put the amulet that Francesca gave herself to Ye Naifa. This amulet could protect her from the cold wind. In the six villages they passed by, none of the villages had herbal doctors. The villagers refused to let a carriage carrying a woman with a fever enter. They were worried that this might be an infectious disease. A village provided them with a clay pot of clean water. The Dragon Yi found a fairly flat stone slab and some firewood, and made a fire surrounded by gravel in the carriage. Zellin lit a fire with Ignifa seals, heated the clay pot, and allowed Yenefa to drink some hot water, which Virginia claimed was good for the patient.

"When I was in the imperial capital of Cyrodir, my brother had a high fever. At that time, a doctor told me to let him drink some hot water, lie on the bed with a blanket and sleep until he sweated. "

"Really? Virginia, you should try cold water more in the future. Swimming in cold water can make your body better." Gnaiya squeezed Virginia's arm. "Look at your arms. They are so soft and have no strength at all. If you encounter a dangerous situation like last night, how can you protect yourself?"

Virginia quickly pulled out her arm, tightened her plush coat, and said stiffly, "I'm not from Nord."

"It's not a Nordic person who can exercise. Your Cyrodier champion is very powerful, not worse than any Nordic person. Isn't he a Cyrodirian?" Gnaiya said in a cowardly manner. She leaned over and whispered in Virginia's ear. "I told you that he likes female partners who have some strength in their legs and arms. You can also exercise. No one stipulates that the mage must be so weak, right?"

Virginia also leaned in and sneered. "Really? But why did I hear something different from what you said from a certain elf lady? He prefers weak, not so active girls?" She took Ganya's shoulders and leaned against her ears. "The last time you took advantage of my new arrival and took the opportunity to do something, a certain fairy lady talked to me about it. I think it must be fake. Dragonborn must be an honest Nord girl, isn't it? ?"

The wind was always loud at night, and the wild hunt did not come back. Zelin turned his head slightly, and the corner of his eyes noticed that Virginia leaned her body on Ganya's shoulder and whispered something to her. Her other hand was hidden in her sleeve and rubbed something. . After a while, Gnaiya laughed and squinted her eyelids seemingly happy.

But at this moment, Zelin suddenly heard a voice, a clear voice. This was not the whispering conversation between Virginia and Gnaiya, or the babbling that Ye Naifah made from time to time, and it was not the sound of the wind passing through the forest.

"Your friend hasn't left this world yet." The voice was full of temptation and full of determination. "You can save him, save him, take him back from the demon spirit knight, what you need is not luck, not courage, but a little bit of abundant and powerful strength."

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ps: I can say here that from now on to the end of 2017, I will not write a word! Will not buy a game on steam!

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ps: I wish you all a happy New Year's Day

The first thousand four hundred chapters of the temptation of the devil

"You can do it. Power is a bargaining chip and an exchange value."

Zelin thought it was Mephala at first, and she was the only one who would do these things boringly, but then the demon hunter realized that this was not Mephala. Zelin was familiar with Mephala's voice, that mature and charming tone. As seductive as her words. But this voice is different. There is no magic in this voice, as if it is just an ordinary person chatting with you by your side. Without the horrible attraction, it is difficult for people to be vigilant.

"A person's power is always limited. I believe that people should help each other. When you lack money and cannot tide over the difficulties, you can borrow from others to continue your life. It's a pity, Some people cannot find enough chips to lend them to gamble with luck, so at this time, there will be well-meaning people appearing to lend a helping hand to them, so that they can reverse their destiny and change their established failures, and the price is only a little bit. A small promise, a trivial return, a piece of ink that proves that you have accepted help and signed the contract."

The cold wind howled.

The carriage drove by on the bumpy road.

"Who are you?"

"I'm just an ordinary person who believes that people should help each other. Once I help you, you will help me. My name is Gunter Odim. Some people call me a master of mirrors."

"Where are you?"

"You can't see me, but I can see you. If I can, I would prefer to talk face-to-face. This is conducive to the trust between us. But time is urgent. I can only get in touch with you in this way. ."

"Why are you looking for me?"

"Because I saw a person in need of help, a poor and helpless person in the dark. Because I firmly believe that when I help you, you will also choose to help me. I take pleasure in helping others."

It was late at night and the forest became empty, which was a good sign, which meant that they were about to walk out of Willen's border woodland. This dense woodland is full of various monsters. From the corner of the eyes of the demon hunter, you can see the figure flashing in the swamp, the shadow running in the moonlight, that is the water ghost, that is the swamp. Witch. He could hear the rustle between the branches. It was not the wind, it was the sound of the magic thorn vine strangling its prey.

"Just so?"

"Yes, I can help you. Those wild hunters have not left yet. They are still wandering in the desert, plotting in no one's places, galloping away from the crowded places, seize this opportunity, demon hunter, this This is your last and best opportunity. I can lend you even more powerful power. You will hit them by surprise, save your friends, and now you can guarantee that the dying woman in the carriage will survive. She is dying."

"Are you a mage? I haven't heard of you."

"You can't have heard the names of all the mages in the world. I told you my purpose. I will help you. Then I hope that one day, you will help me."

Zelin was silent for a while, and the dark shadows of the trees on both sides of the road quickly retreated like a shady curtain.

"No."