The Divine Hunter

Gildorf district.

A luxury villa.

Gawain Samsa stood in front of the windowsill and stared.

The purple-black sky was torn apart by silver snakes, rumbling thunder exploded from time to time, and the thick oily rain washed the dust on the window lattice, but could not wash away the haze in his heart.

"Your Excellency Gigi has been pretending to be Chapele for a full year. Has there been any trouble in some aspects - the deep and dark thoughts of the replicator, keep drilling out of his mind."

"I can't help but see some special pictures..." Gao Wen's tone became low, "For example, standing in front of a poor worm whose skin has been peeled off with a scalpel... Carry out a more brutal, bloody, vicious, Outrageous crime?!"

"In the past, I would have nausea and hatred and spurned these crimes from the bottom of my heart."

"But now..." There was an uncontrollable trembling in Gawain's voice, and his shoulders trembled slightly, "When I saw bright red blood gushing out of my damaged skin, I was as excited as if I had drunk too much, and revel."

"This perverted psychology has profoundly affected the id! Do you have a solution?"

...

"Man, I completely understand your troubles..." Chapelle, who was wearing a delicate black tights, walked behind him and squeezed his shoulders, "Twenty years ago, when I was your age, I was lost countless times. ,Puzzled."

Metal eyes reflect the light of memories,

"Without the guidance of my older peers, I was left alone and groping hard..."

"Because of the abuse of talent, the frequent replacement of duplicate objects, and the extraction of a lot of disorganized memories, my brain was messed up... I suffered from depression and severe schizophrenia."

"I can't concentrate, I have no interest in anything, and there are always all kinds of illogical, funny, bloody, and even terrible fantasies flashing before my eyes."

"Continue, I will definitely go down the same path as many seniors-sanity collapse, self-destruction."

Gigi, whose name is Chapelle, is actually a shape-shifting monster, turned around, a hint of happiness flashed on his face,

"It wasn't until later that I stumbled upon the teachings of the eternal fire - the unquenchable flame, the symbol of survival, the path in darkness, and above all hope.

"

Gigi said emotionally,

"I just woke up, I want a strong hope - like a beacon in the mist, emitting a hot light, piercing the haze."

"All the tumultuous thoughts, the mists that cloud our emotions and our intellect, melt like snowflakes under the light."

"When you can't see hope, you don't have coordinates to guide the direction, and the road ahead is dizzy, you will gradually lose yourself in the thinking labyrinth of others."

"Gao Wen, I'm not asking you to believe in Eternal Fire..." Gigi encouraged with a smile, "You should seriously consider and look for your ideals and hopes. Your status is different now, and you no longer need to escape the pursuit of Eternal Fire. . Should calm down and establish a hope,"

"If not, build one now."

Gawain was lost in thought.

In fact, he had been hiding in the past for more than 20 years in his life, and he had no time to think about his ideals and goals.

After replacing the collector, he was busy with the affairs of the Witcher Alliance, managing the industry under him, and had no time to organize it.

But now he's starting to seriously think about--

...

"Your Excellency Gigi, are you serious?"

Not far behind the two shapeshifters, Lambert, who was sitting carelessly on the sofa, wondered,

"Shape Shapers Inspired by Eternal Fire?"

"Is it like a satirical fairy tale?" Gigi turned her head, looked at Lambert and Aiden, who were feasting on a plate of dim sum, and said to herself, "A shapeshifter who has been hunted by the eternal fire for decades. , but in the end found solace and relief from the teachings of eternal fire."

"But maybe it's the will of the gods, the arrangement of fate!"

"I then met the dead sheriff and replaced him."

"Start to practice better, my goals, my ideals."

"So, Your Excellency, what is your ideal?" Lambert swallowed a pumpkin pie with cinnamon powder in one mouthful, and was amazed by its unique sweetness, and nodded "um".

"Two masters, we have cooperated tacitly for more than four months... I thought you could detect some of my thoughts..." Gigi shook his head regretfully and said righteously, "Since I replaced the sheriff of Eternal Fire, and I also learned the truth of life from its teachings.”

"Then, the rest of my life will be dedicated to the eternal fire—"

"Uh..." Lambert choked and patted his chest.

Gigi stared at his younger peers as if he didn't realize it, and said, "I will correct the mistakes of the Eternal Fire in the past - unreasonably suppressing the ancient races, narrowly rejecting other teachings, and extreme cruel torture for the slightest sin. "

"I will make the Eternal Fire - at least this Novigrad headquarters, as its purpose says - guide all beings through the darkness, toward progress, and usher in a better tomorrow."

"The first thing to do is to eliminate unstable factors and combat human traffickers! That's why I joined forces with like-minded friends."

"Your Excellency Gigi, are all shapeshifters so sympathetic? I have to say, your idea is admirable..." Aiden nodded at him and said sincerely, "But it went too far, and the behavior was completely different from before. Not afraid of being discovered by the Archbishop..."

"Or being targeted by city council dissidents?"

Gigi said confidently, "His Excellency the Archbishop has a broad mind...a lofty ideal, and all his energy is on mission. He is focused on stepping into a new country and bringing the seeds of fire."

"As long as my reputation isn't too bad, and I've caused anger and resentment, the Archbishop has no time to ask."

"As for those dissidents, as long as Your Excellency Gawain, as well as the butcher and the beggar king firmly stand on my side, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"That's good." Lambert pondered, "After a while, when the Gawain House expands at the end of the year, I will ask your Excellency to come forward and coordinate."

"As you wish." The sheriff nodded, "The connection between the witcher and the Eternal Fire should also deepen."

He pondered, "Continue to fight the traffickers, and let your Master Dandelion make up a few more plays. When the witcher's reputation improves, I will hire a master to serve as a swordsman guide on behalf of Eternal Fire."

...

"What are the other masters busy with?" Gao Wen took a cup of tea and sat down opposite the witcher. After listening to the senior's words, he finally felt better and his brows relaxed. "The two of you came to contact me during this time, and I haven't seen Master Lesuo for a long time."

"It's still the same..." Lambert put his right leg up on his left and buckled his ears. "That bald head is busy teaching students alchemy."

"What about other masters?"

"The Oakes brothers teach farming and hunting...and build a botanical garden by the way." Aiden sipped a sip of hot tea and added,

"Master Vesemir is a part-time blacksmith and trains apprentices."

"Geralt and Escal train those wolf cubs in swordsmanship..." Lambert took over the topic and snorted in dissatisfaction.

These two guys said that they were against training apprentices, but when they trained the children of the orphanage, they were the most enthusiastic.

In the face of his former friends, Carl showed a crushing strength. Constantly stimulating Monty's four little guys, making them work hard like chicken blood every day.

The next trial is estimated to take less than a year.

Of course, it has to be based on the progress of the sorceress' improvement.

"Owl took his apprentices out to practice."

Said to be training, in fact, it is just to go to the wilderness outside Nuocheng to find weak opponents such as water ghosts, wolves, wild dogs, etc. for practical training.

"Kayan continues to be his teacher, teaching Northern Common Script."

"You guys are really knowledgeable, and such a meticulous way of education... I feel that there is a hint of the prototype of a university. Fortunately, there are enough witchers..."

Jiji said with emotion, "Change it to another orphanage and put all the children together in a pile and teach for two hours in the morning."

"The rest of the time, let them toss and waste their energy and energy."

"By the way, that Lord Rita Ned?" Gigi asked, having to say that after seeing the amazing sorceress, he made up his mind to join the witcher and shapeshifter alliance.

"The warlock is of course studying magic..." Lambert laughed and joked, "It's just not in a good mood. It's like a grievance woman - during the newlywed honeymoon, the man has to go out to work, so he is full of resentment."

"Who is her man? Why did she leave her beautiful wife?" Gawain seemed to have thought of something, and the corner of his mouth raised, and he said both admiringly and curiously.

"Who else but the great prophet and diplomat Roy...you ask him where he went, this unconventional fellow, went 'to hell'..."

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In the territory of Redania in July, the wilderness is already covered with rich greenery.

Further north, however, the weather gets colder.

Cross Praxida's bay to Cowell and Povis further north.

Frost shrouded the country most of the year, and the land was barren, making it difficult to get a good crop.

In the area close to the ground, the higher the share of surface radiant heat, the cooler the air.

In the northernmost part of the continent, at the foot of the Giant Dragon Mountain, in the territory of Povis, the snow-capped mountain tops kept sending cold air currents, and the temperature above could be as low as minus ten degrees.

At this moment, at an altitude of hundreds of meters above the ground, the witcher who "enjoyed" the cold wind shrank his neck, grabbed Goerfin's mane, and looked down.

The endless sandy beach, the waves crashing against the reefs, scouring the sandy beach, the water reflects the light golden sunlight, forming a sparkling arc of coast.

Tiny beasts like ants roam among the vegetation on the shore.

However, the witcher was not in the mood to enjoy the view, and the cold air slid frantically down his armor, quickly absorbing the heat from his body.

Like a slow and persistent magical attack.

Even the Helios seal can only last for a quarter of an hour, and the black mask covering the demon hunter's surface will shatter with a bang.

When Roy held up in the sky for two full hours, his magic power was drained, his cheeks were flushed with cold, and the griffins under him began to tremble. He couldn't support the mountain where Kyle Siren was.

They must rest.

One person and one beast landed safely in a yellow ginkgo forest not far from the beach.

The moment it landed, the top predator showed great power and accurately caught a forest deer with its sharp claws.

Goerfin took his prey in his mouth, groaning strangely, stepping on the snow-covered ground and running around the woods.

It was frozen, and a thin layer of frost crawled on its long beak and mane. Because it was not yet an adult, the frost resistance of the mane needs to be enhanced.

The witcher quickly collected a pile of shrubs and hay nearby, piled it under a raised duckbill rock, and dropped Igni at random,

The water vapor was instantly evaporated by the magic flame.

The bonfire "crackled" and sparks flew.

Golphin lay at Roy's feet and rolled happily.

"Don't get too close, Mao will burn you!"

The witcher took off a pair of flying lion monster armor, which was soaking cold, put it to dry by his feet, and skillfully divided the deer in half, and threw most of the half to Goerfen.

A humble grill hung on one leg, brushed with spices and grease.

A hide was laid flat in front of the witcher.

According to the original plan, they had trained their first apprentice Karl, so it was time to persuade old Kelda, the gatekeeper of the Griffin faction.

But Mr. Vesemir was busy training two blacksmith apprentices, and he was very busy. In addition, he planned to return to Ossenfurt again soon to live for a week...Relive old dreams with dear Mrs. Minole.

The old man's attitude towards this trip is rather pessimistic.

The only support given was a map of tattered and yellowed animal skins, with the location of Kael Siren circled on it—on a cliff at the junction of the Povis Coast and the northwest of the Dragon Mountains.

Members of the Brotherhood have no reason to interfere with Vesemir's happy later years.

So the task of winning over the Griffin School fell to Roy himself.

Because of this, Rita Ned expressed an unprecedented resentment towards him.

It took the sorceress to preside over the grass trial for Carl for four full months. The two have been separated for a long time, and the number of trysts during this period is pitiful.

The sorceress prepared meticulously and planned to leave some romantic and beautiful memories with him on the blue sea under the sky.

Unexpectedly, Roy took a mission out as soon as he turned around.

Although he also enjoys the warm embrace, business matters.

Full of grievances, Rita Ned reluctantly opened the portal to the "Dragon Mountains" for him, and kicked him in with a heel.

With a bonus sentence - get out of Bovis!

The unlucky Roy was teleported directly to the coast of Povis, hundreds of miles away from the Dragon Mountains.

He Gelfing drove a day and a night against the cold wind, and there was still a long way to go before the destination.

And the climate is getting colder.

This is the punishment of the sorceress!

...

The witcher turned the map over and put it on his lap, and threw a log into the fire.

A sizzling roasted deer leg on a rotating wooden rack.

While looking into the distance, hidden in the snow and frost, the giant dragon mountain range shrouded in clouds and mist.

In the past few decades, at the foot of this mountain, by the sea, was the northernmost country of the continent - Povis and Keville.

The only wealth is sand and sea water.

But when the salt factory appeared, this sentence was not funny, it almost monopolized the glass and salt market all over the world.

Even so, in the eyes of most people in the northern countries, this coastal country is still a remote, remote, harsh environment, and a country full of hostility.

People take Cowell and Povis as an object of irony.

Teachers often say to students, "If you don't like my class, get out of Povis!"

So "go to Povis" and "go to hell" are pretty much the same thing.

Words like this spread more and more.

Many adventurers full of rebellious spirit, unwilling to be mediocre, mad scientists, engineers with innovative spirit, and businessmen with long-term vision, immigrated to the foot of this mountain, where there is almost no fertile land.

Before long, the whole world was shocked by this new group of immigrants who discovered the treasure that made the country completely rich-

Minerals in the mountains.

Unbelievable.

The benefits of such a small country from the mines exceeded the sum of the three northern powers of Redania, Kaedwen, and Aedirn.

Only inferior to the Mahakam Dwarf Autonomous Region in Temeria.

However, the mining volume of precious metals such as gold, anti-magic gold and platinum in Povis has reached three-quarters of the world's.

No country dares to underestimate Povis.

Roy tore off a piece of fragrant barbecue, chewed it leisurely, and lay down on Golfing's warm stomach.

Redania once coveted the wealth of Cowell and Povis, and sent troops to attack.

As a result, he was defeated by a high-quality mercenary who spent a lot of money and fled in despair!

Since then, Povis and Cowell have entered into peace agreements with several major powers in the North.

It became a so-called permanent neutral state.

"Povis is a good place now, even more open and inclusive than Novigrad."

Oaks had been obsessed with it.

"When you're done looking for the Griffin faction, let's investigate by the way."

...

"Crack..." The slight sound of dead branches breaking came from a distance.

A diamond-shaped crystal suddenly appeared in Roy's hand.

Colorful magical light bloomed on the crystal, and Goerfin, who was also in a state of vigilance, was wrapped in the light.

"Pfft..." A sound.

The majestic Griffin instantly turned into a small black cat the size of a slap, and slid along the witcher's knee and chest into the hood behind his head.

"Meow" softly called out, and a pair of amber eyeballs stuck out.

And Roy put on sunglasses to cover the different pupils, and packed the skeleton and the entire bonfire in front of him into the space.

The figure turned into a gust of wind and dodged to the side, hiding in a clump of snow-white viburnum.

Half a minute later, two sturdy men in thick gray padded jackets came into sight through the woods.

"There seemed to be smoke here just now... You smelled it, and it smelled like a fucking barbecue. I also heard the mother cat called Chun!" A man with green hair, a garlic nose and an eggplant-like chin said in surprise, saying he He looked around furtively.

"Coward? Suspicious all day long, a cat with eggs, I think you are in heat!" Another big man with a red face spat, "Seriously, have you sent a message to Igsena? , did she promise to come out?"

"Your idea is quite good. I told her to buy a whole bag of carbon, and the stupid woman agreed to this private transaction." The man with the eggplant chin rubbed his hands, "It's not far from ten, this stupid girl will Secretly take her father's carbon and sell it to us."

"Just tonight!"

"Fine...then...maybe we can have some fun."