The Journey of the Demon Hunter

One night later, the banquet prepared by King Arthur for Zelin came to a successful conclusion. In the eyes of the girl, the host and the host had their own delights. Altria received a double pleasure from the body to the soul. Although it was a banquet to Zelin, it was 8% on the table. Ten food has entered the girl's lower abdomen. Zelin initially resisted the British cuisine that was not as good as the witch poison, but finally, after the girl’s enthusiasm and a plate that was said to thank him for taking care of the girl a few days ago, he made a mixed version of looking up at the stars. The hunter had no choice but to surrender his armour, surrender with Eli Lilly, and praise Camelot’s food. For Altria, such a banquet is not beautiful~

The girl returned to the sleeping room contentedly, Zelin put a pile of dead shrimp heads in his hands, wrapped the fish heads in papyrus, and took them outside the castle to burn them, and then sprinkled them with a layer of moxa powder and anti-magic dust. A series of exorcism rituals prevented evil spirits from appearing. Zelin also declined the girl’s arrangement for him in the palace. He decided to spend the night meditating near the castle gate to prevent possible evil spirits and...

Wild hunting.

Zelin did not wear the Griffin School of Demon Hunter emblem. He could not predict in advance whether there would be traces of magic around him. In the face of wild hunting, he could only rely on hearing, smell and his intuition, but when the Demon Hunter was asleep, Their level of perception is no different from ordinary people. For many years Zelin has used meditation instead of sleep. To be precise, he has not experienced the feeling of sleep for a long time. After all, the demon hunter has to not only face the wild monsters, but also fight against hiding Assassins in the shadows, the fear and hatred of demon hunters can always attract lunatics who are willing to devote their lives to the eternal fire to attack.

The cold wind blew the light gray temples of the demon hunter, and the soft hair was mixed with a little white. Although the age of one hundred years old can only be regarded as a young and strong youth among demon hunters and wizards, but to ordinary people. , Zelin's age can be his grandfather's brother. Fortunately, Zelin has not grown a white beard on his chin, otherwise he would really be called a grandfather by some people. Many archmages will keep their appearance in old age, which can make them appear more majestic, but Demon hunters prefer to make themselves look younger. People will be afraid of a young warrior with strong sword skills, but they will never be afraid of an old man who dances swords, at least not until they see his sword skills.

Zelin sinks his spirit into the depths of his heart. The worms called frogs around the castle gradually disappeared from his mind. The world seems to be the only demon hunter left. There is no sky, no earth, no time. Learning to meditate can make the hunting demon hunter. Hunters exclude external interference, whether it is people's gratitude or swearing, when they close their eyes, in addition to the demon hunter's instinct, the money, reputation, rights and honors that people value are nothing but nothing. There is no blessing of the gods, no curse of the devil, and only the demon hunter himself. The world is not benevolent, and everything is a dog.

It is a pity that not all demon hunters can have a contemplative heart, such as the cat school that has fallen into a killer organization.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of iron boots stepping on the ground awakened Zelin in contemplation. He slowly opened his eyes, and the beast's pupils quickly swept across the castle, while the other hand touched the long sword behind him. Two loyal knights on the wall are patrolling. The servant in the corridor dozed off against the wall, but Zelin believed that he would be awakened by the soldiers coming from the other side soon. Bad luck might inevitably take a training. But he can be sure that the footsteps are not made by them. The servants and soldiers don’t wear iron boots. Their outfits are leather boots. Camelot’s smelting technology and iron ore reserves cannot make all soldiers wear. Heavy armor.

In fact, in the world where Zelin is located, only elite troops like the Usika cavalry of the Nilfgaard Empire can obtain a full set of iron armor.

The tip of the demon hunter's nose was Zou Zou, after some comparison, he noticed a familiar breath, although compared with the demon hunter, the demon hunter's memory of human smells is not too clear. However, Zelin still habitually remembers the specific information of the people who met on the first day, from the appearance and height to the behavior and habits that they unintentionally exposed. There were not many people he saw when he entered Camelot today, and with that distinctive appearance, it was difficult for Zelin to forget him.

Lancelot...

What is he doing here? Altria explained to him before the banquet that Lancelot lived in the castle as a knight guarding the palace. Although he also had his own residence in Camelot, the chief knight was almost as long as King Arthur. Time lived in the palace, but what puzzled Zelin was that the palace guarded by Lancelot did not only refer to the palace of King Arthur, but the place where Queen Gnivel lived. Moreover, Altria and her The queen did not live together.

Zelin had never seen a king let his generals stay alone with his queen, not only that, but the king himself had been separated from the queen for a long time. At the banquet, Zelin did not see any contradiction between the girl and her queen. To be precise, Altria always looked like Gnivelle was losing money.

More and more interesting...

Zelin stood up, there were some traces on the ground that were caused by stepping on the dirt. The person who had just made the sound obviously walked into the castle corridor after walking through the garden. Following the dirt, Zelin followed the suspected Lancelot all the way. Of people enter Gnivel's palace. The girl may have a lot of things too late to tell him, or it may be that the girl doesn’t know anything about what’s happening around her. On the surface, Camelot is thriving and the country is strong, but under the calm lake is it a trickle or a turbulent undercurrent. , The best captain never knows

The demon hunter leaned on the wall and avoided all patrol soldiers and the servants who replaced the extinguisher. He didn’t want to put an extra burden on the girl. He just needed to make sure that there was nothing in Camelot that would threaten the girl, and wild hunting. After leaving this world, he can return to his own world with the help of Francesca. He is a passer-by. What consequences will happen if a passer-by passes by? The demon hunter knows the celestial ball very well. The people at the intersection are very clear

The last time the celestial spheres met allowed mankind to enter a new world, and the ancient races on the continent could not resist the attack of the wild people, and finally chose to surrender and give up their civilization. Later, with the help of the wizard, humans left the islands with exhausted resources, crossed the ocean and entered the place where humans now live, defeated the local rulers, elves and dwarves, and inherited their civilization again and established modern human civilization. It can be said that if there were no celestial spheres Convergence, the fate of the world will be completely different

The footprints eventually disappeared in front of the palace bedroom door, leaning against the wooden door, Zelin turned his head and peered into the palace. Unsurprisingly, the person who entered Gurneyville's bedroom in the middle of the night was Lancelot, the chief knight of the Knights of the Round Table. The chief general under the king and her queen met in private without the king’s knowledge. Zelin, who had seen many court coups, couldn’t help but think of something bad.

The next moment, the footsteps of another group of patrolling soldiers came from the corner at the end of the corridor. Zelin hurriedly glanced at the knight in the room who was embracing the queen, and quickly merged his figure into the shadows.

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Chapter 21 Chief Yingli Sai Kane

The news that King Arthur's condition has improved and healed spread like wildfire in the city of Camelot.

The King of Knights is regarded as the savior of the Celtics in Britain. She led the knights to defeat powerful enemies and keep peace in Britain. The people love her, the knights support her, and the enemy hates her, but no matter how you look at it, you have to admit that Altria's fate is related to the future of Britain. Now that she reappeared in front of the knights, many people who worried about her breathed a sigh of relief. After all, in the age of poor medical care, sometimes a cold may take away a fresh life. After several years of war, many people have already formed their mindsets---as long as a girl sits on the throne of Camelot with a holy sword, Britain will be invincible.

In the morning of the second day, Altria and many knights began to discuss matters about Britain at the famous round table, dealing with the important affairs of the second half of the knight king’s absence, his attitude towards the southern empire, and the Anglo-Chinese remnants in the northern mountains. The Saxon eradication plan, the countermeasures of the Viking ships appearing on the east coast, the Welsh woodland development policy, the expected grain harvest in the latest year, the plan for the new residential area of ​​Camelot, and the comfort of a small number of tribes in northern England.

Zelin would naturally not be able to participate in the discussion of the knights. National policies are not within his professional scope. He never said a word about things he didn't understand. At this moment, like the other guards in the castle, he was standing around the hall with round tables. Zelin wanted to figure out what the status of the girl’s country was, and the method was not difficult, as long as he attended a meeting. The economic base determines the superstructure, and the upper-level decision-making thinking reflects the state of the country. The unexpected discovery last night gave Zelin a bad premonition in his heart.

"Tristan, your troops are stationed at the mouth of the Thames to prevent the Viking fleet from entering the inland looting along the river." Altria's eyes were fixed on the flat map on the round table. The map clearly marked the threat to Camelot. "Pasival, send a message to Lanmarok to tell him to watch out for Anglo attacks. Gareth, you will continue to be responsible for the affairs of the northern tribes." The girl's gaze swept across the north of the map, and finally stayed on the green plain in the center of the kingdom. "Gawain, Jaholis, you two will be responsible for this year's grain collection."

"Yes, my king." Several knights of the round table who had been named stood up and saluted.

"Please, everyone." Altria nodded, her raised gaze regained, her fingers tapping on the round table, her brow furrowed, and after a few seconds of thinking, she said, "This year's levy ratio is...three tiers."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the girl's voice fell, the knights below seemed to explode and talk a lot. This surprised Zelin a little bit, but what surprised him even more was that, facing the somewhat noisy hall, Altria did not choose to stop it, but listened carefully to the arguments of the knights. Generally speaking, kings will consider how to maintain their majesty. After all, a king without majesty is essentially the same as a beggar, but girls are different. When facing major national events, it seems that the opinions of knights are more important than her opinions.

Not long afterwards, a knight stood up and spoke to the girl. This person, Zelin, heard his name amidst the controversy---Dagonit "My King, Camelot’s population increased significantly this year. If the grain tax is set at three levels, it is not conducive to the trend of population growth. If the amount of grain collection is reduced, it will inevitably attract more people to settle near Camelot, which is also attractive to the northern tribes. My king, privately believes, Just set it to two layers, or one layer is better."

After all, there was a sound of approval from the bottom left. Regarding the description of the knight, Zelin nodded approvingly. The population determines the strength of the kingdom. On the continent where Zelin is located, the northern kingdoms often try their best to attract people from other kingdoms to settle on their land. The population not only determines the taxes and food that the king can collect, but also It will also determine the number of troops. When facing the Nilfgaard Empire in the south, the countries in the north are under pressure because the empire’s land area and population are several times that of the north.

Altria sat on the throne, with her hands flat in front of her, and glanced over the knights at the round table. "Do you all agree with the views of the Dagonite Knights?"

"My king, please listen to me." Then, another knight stood up and faced Dagonite with a look of opposition. "My king, this year's grain collection is set to be the best for the three tiers. Last year. The harvest in Britain is not good. If we continue to reduce the amount of grain expropriated this year, once the Anglo invades this winter, Camelot’s surplus grain may not be able to support the heavy snowfall. Moreover, Camelot’s population is quite large, and expansion should not be allowed. Then came Camelot's top priority."

"Knight Bose is right, my king." Pacival, who had just been named by Altria, stood up and expressed his support for Bose. My king, Camelot should prepare for a new war as soon as possible."

"Knight Parcival, it's wrong to say that. The Anglians may not be able to survive this winter, let alone marching south with food." An unknown knight stood up. He looked like a Dagonite knight. On the same front.

He just finished speaking, and another knight stood up and retorted, "Knights of Liwa, it is precisely because of the poor condition of the Anglo people that we have to prevent them from launching a surprise attack on Camelot. The Anglo people are not knights and they have no sense of honor! "

For a while, the controversy that was finally settled has a tendency to resume. Zelin hugged his chest and looked at the knights. The two knights who had just gotten up obviously represented the two factions of the Knights of the Round Table, but they did not argue in the end, and a tight voice from the entrance of the hall interrupted. The voices of the knights. In an instant, the people present, not only the knights, but also the guards and servants, all looked at the door at the same time. There were no more than five Camelot who dared to suddenly break into the venue while the knights were discussing.

Zelin also looked at the door. An unknown knight came. The knight wore a strange mask and was dressed in exquisite armor decorated with red and white. He was only 1.5 meters tall. It is indeed a relatively low figure, with short blond hair similar to Altria's head tied with a red hair rope. After the mask walked in, the angry expressions of the knights around the round table dissipated, and it seemed that he was a relatively high-ranking person in the knights of the round table. As the knight walked past Zelin, the dark green eyes behind the mask looked at him deeply, causing Zelin to be a little confused.

Such an impressive knight, it is absolutely impossible for him to be unimpressed

"Mordred, what's the matter with you, why are you late?" Altria stood up and shot the masked knight walking towards her, her words mixed with reproach, "Being late is not a knight's behavior."

"Sorry, my king." Mordred lowered his head deeply, as if what he committed was not a late process, but a felony that requires the king to forgive me. "I got bad news, but I want to verify it. For the accuracy of the results, I had to be late, and my king would atone for his sins."

"What news, Mordred, speak out." Altria asked, "Is there any news that makes you feel tricky."

"My king, very unknown." Mordred raised his head slightly, and a neutral voice came from behind the mask. Zelin turned his ears and listened carefully to the knight's words. He was a little hard to determine whether it was a man under the mask. It was a woman, and for some reason, the knight's mask gave him a feeling of magic mixed with it.

Why would a knight wear a mask and refuse to show his true colors... weird.

"My king, in the village south of Camelot... there is a plague."

Chapter 22—Unbearable Curiosity

Plague

If there is anything that can make people all over the world feel terrified, I am afraid there is only the plague. Whether you are a noble Roman, an elegant Greek, or a ferocious Viking, you will be discolored by the plague. Many kingdoms and cities will not fear the invasion of any powerful enemy, because they can counterattack with mortal enemies with swords and arrows, build high walls to block the enemy's footsteps, and face plague, swords and violence. Unable to stop the spread of the plague, the city walls cannot stop the flow of air, once the plague breaks out, people have no choice but to pray to their gods

Any city with a population of over 10,000 will have a special sanitation system to prevent the outbreak of the plague caused by bacteria caused by dirt. The most famous one is that it is located in the city of Rome, covering an area of ​​six acres, which can accommodate 1,600 at the same time. The giant bathing place where people take a bath and the tall diversion canal will be introduced into the city, which can keep the city clean at all times and reduce the possibility of plague outbreak. But that was Rome, the legendary city of a thousand hills, and Altria even admired Rome. But Camelot did not have such superior conditions. Faced with the possible plague, the young knight king had to act carefully.

In the face of the news of the plague, all the news seemed to be no longer important. The Knights of the Round Table had huge differences on how to deal with the village problem. Altria believed that we should prepare for the worst. As a last resort, I was afraid to use flames to destroy the village. The surrounding area was burned. Flame can prevent objects infected by the plague from spreading, and is the only way to effectively prevent the spread of the plague

However, many of the Knights of the Round Table did not approve of Altria’s approach. The first to stand up against it was the chief knight Lancelot. In fact, it was not just Lancelot. Many people present could not accept this approach. They were Knights, their duty is to protect the weak and uphold justice, not to burn unarmed civilians to death with flames. Zelin disagrees with the practice of using flames to stop the plague, but he is even more dissatisfied with the fact that those knights who blindly use the so-called creed of justice as an excuse to raise objections cannot come up with any useful countermeasures or suggestions.

In the end, the meeting was temporarily put on hold, and the knights left the palace and castle one after another, waiting for their summons the next day

"What are you going to do with the plague?" After the Knights of the Round Table left, Zelin approached Altria and asked. He wanted to know how the girl would deal with it. When the demon hunters were active in the northern countries, he had seen a plague outbreak. Fortunately, the King of Aden reacted quickly. When the tax collector just reported the signs of the plague in a certain village. That night, the soldiers wrapped in black cloth completely blocked the water surrounding the entire village and did not allow even a mouse to escape. Then a fire burned the village and all the flames including the villagers, and no one opposed it. The king’s decision, when the most famous Orsonford College was helpless against the plague, he had no choice in order to preserve the kingdom.

It seems that no matter which world you are in, some things will always be the same

"I will let Mordred go to investigate the exact situation first. He can seal off the area with soldiers." The girl held her forehead with one hand, rubbed her temple and lowered her head. "The plague must not be allowed to spread in Camelot. Before countermeasures, at least not let the plague spread"

"You can't even be sure if what Mordred saw is the plague." Zelin shook his head. He walked to the table and put both hands on the table. He lowered his head and looked at the pensive girl. The girl frowned. "At least as Before the plague is wiped out, determine whether it is a plague or not."

"How can I be sure, Zelin" the girl raised her head. "I can't send my knights into the village where the plague may appear. They may even be infected with the plague. Entering rashly is just to die. I know that they are also my people. , But... I can't take risks"

"So you need someone who can enter the village to investigate the situation." Ze Lin straightened up, holding his chest with his hands and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. "You only need someone who can enter the village, and you can have enough evidence to convince those knights who only know nothing."

"But who would want to enter the village infected by the plague" the girl asked back, looking at Zelin's playful smile, she said in disbelief, "You...could it be you..."