The Divine Hunter

"Boy Roy, remember your promise and don't act rashly! For every additional life under your command, there will be an additional fragmented family."

The boy sighed helplessly, and waved at the fat woman with a serious face, "Mother Nannick, I promise! I promise I will never kill innocent people, so stop lecturing me!"

"Will you come back to see us?" Yaer, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, asked reluctantly.

"On the day you and Elora II get married, I will also come to give gifts! And take care of those two little guys for me, don't let them be bullied!"

"Huh..." In the morning light, Roy looked at the Temple of Meritelli, which was hidden in the mountains in the distance, and heaved a sigh of relief.

This place is the place where he has lived for the longest time since he was born.

However, his ambition is to have a good life in this world!

...

The weather became gloomy and gloomy. In the city of Elland, Roy, who was dressed in a gray cloak and covered his head with a hood, quietly came to the west of the city center, in front of the prince's palace surrounded by a high arched wall.

Crossing the bustling downtown area, a group of white rose knights with shiny plate armor and long swords slung around the behemoth patrolled back and forth around this behemoth. They looked around vigilantly, and quickly locked on Roy. A suspicious figure came into view!

"The guy in the cloak is talking about you, stand up for me and raise your head!" The guard holding the sword commanded in a loud voice, and Roy raised his head to reveal the weird look of his brows and short hair.

The leading knight noticed his dark golden eyes, which were different from ordinary people, and slightly restrained his expression, "Your Excellency is a witcher?"

"Roy the Viper School Demon Hunter..."

"Another Viper School." The brown-haired, brown-eyed, tall knight muttered in a low voice, but he couldn't escape the latter's ears.

"I am the Cleveland Knights of the Knights of the White Rose. Your Excellency rushed to the palace with all your hard work, presumably to accept the request from the bulletin board. Please come with me, the captain of the guard has been waiting for a long time."

"Entrust?" Roy was puzzled, and the feeling in the dark told him that Guvihir was lying quietly in the palace, which meant that his teacher should be inside.

"And a commission that Leto can't handle?"

With that in mind, he followed the knight through the long corridor with hanging pillars and entered a side room in the garden courtyard in front of the palace. Here Roy saw a familiar face, the dwarf Kramer was sitting with a frown.

After not seeing him for more than a month, the dwarf, who was as strong as a bear, has lost a lot of weight.

His heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition rose.

"Roy...you're here..." The dwarf smiled reluctantly, his expression not as open-minded as before, with a hint of guilt.

"Kramer, why did I see you alone, where did that guy Lesso go?"

"This..." The dwarf sighed and gestured for him to sit down.

"It's all my fault... Roy..." The dwarf sighed, his bloodshot eyes suddenly staring at the boy suspiciously, "Wait, why do you feel like you've changed?"

"Have you grown taller, where have your eyebrows and hair gone, and your eyes were normal before, why have they turned dark gold now?"

"I have passed the grass trial and became an official witcher. During the trial, my appearance has changed a little, but it's normal... Now let's go back to Leto."

"Hey..." The dwarf's big black-haired hands tightly covered his face, and he lowered his head and said in a stern voice, "I'm sorry, I don't know how to speak, Master... Master Lesso is missing."

"Missing?" Roy glanced aside in surprise, and he could feel that Guvisher was nearby. "What's going on?"

"Do you remember when I went to the temple to ask the master for help some time ago?"

"It seems that commissions are tricky..."

"All right,

It all starts with this embarrassing commission. On the way to the palace just now, did you notice anything weird around you? "

Roy narrowed his eyes and recalled, and easily recalled the situation along the way, "There are very few pedestrians... Most people are deliberately bypassing the road here."

"That's right, now a small number of foolish people call the Prince's Palace the cursed palace of death in private."

The dwarf said with a heavy expression, "Three months ago, at that time, the two of them had already gone to the Temple of Meritelli. A murder suddenly happened in the palace of Prince Seward - a male servant died in the royal garden, and he died The situation is appalling.”

"However, this is only the beginning of the evil. A series of murders began to occur near the palace. The deceased were all killed by the murderer in a bloody and cruel way, and the corpses were placed in some very..." The dwarf's bushy eyebrows wrinkled, After thinking about it, "Disgusting posture."

"Oh, how disgusting... Even a veteran like you feels uncomfortable?" Roy's dark golden pupils showed curiosity, "Let's hear..."

"The specific deceased information will be given to you by the coroner later."

"The murderer is cunning and sophisticated, and is definitely a repeat offender. The Knights of the White Rose dug all the murder scenes three feet into the ground and found no valuable clues."

"The murderer fiercely inflamed the faces of the Knights of the White Roses." The dwarf's tone was strange, with a bit of schadenfreude in his distress, "Prince Seeward has lost his temper several times over this matter, and if the situation continues to deteriorate, the Knights of the White Roses will not The people who are going to fall out of favor completely, go back to Vizima in despair!"

Roy glanced at the dwarf strangely, and the latter closed his mouth,

"I'm sorry, I've lost my way... The palace guards have always had a hard time dealing with the Knights. We are happy to see them being punished!"

"However, Prince Seward's concern is growing, so let our guards join in to help with the investigation. You should know very well that Dennis Kramer is a rude, let me be a bodyguard, or wield a weapon to fight, It's guaranteed to be done beautifully! But let me use my brain to catch the cunning murderer, I'm not that guy! Had to turn to Master Letho."

"Masters deserve to be professionals."

"Three days ago, he figured out the time and place, and let us set up an ambush outside the palace. Sure enough, we caught a sneaky figure, the ambush crossbowmen pulled the strings and set up arrows and started aiming, but actually... You actually hide from that guy!"

A trace of shame flashed in the dwarf's eyes, "The murderer moves so fast that it doesn't look like a human being! It's just a flash of lightning in the dark night, and I don't know how he noticed our ambush, so he focused on drilling into the dark and narrow alley, and we couldn't chase it at all. On, only Master Letho is agile and sticks closely behind him!"

Having said this, the dwarf's voice paused, "It took a while before we found traces of the fight, a few pools of blood, and fragments of leather armor that fell from the master. His People are missing."

Roy's face sank, and the ominous feeling grew stronger.

"I have survived the green grass trial, you must not have an accident!"

He rubbed his temples, suppressing the restlessness and restlessness in his heart,

"Where's Leto's weapon?"

"Yes, there is also the master's sword. I have always kept it in a nearby room for the master, and it is very safe now." A look of surprise flashed in the dwarf's eyes, "Kramer is old, but he still has some eyesight, I read that right. If so, it is an almost lost ancient Weisher sword, and the skill of the casting master is not inferior to that of the elder Broval."

"A goblin's handwriting..." Roy explained and said before the dwarf continued to ask, "Since Leto is temporarily away, please give me the sword and take me to the place where he disappeared."

He didn't believe that the witcher's skills would disappear so silently?

There must be some clues left.

With his new powers, the witcher's senses came into play.