The Divine Hunter

sintra.

The air was gloomy and cold, and two dark clouds hung in the sky.

A man dressed as a sailor in sackcloth and sackcloth walked through the winding alleys and entered the noisy market, stopping from time to time in front of the various vacant stalls.

He carried a white radish to the vicinity of the stall surrounded by cattle and sheep, and pretended to nibble, his eyes turned towards the bustling crowd, and his ears quietly perked up.

The squinting cattle dealer took a puff of his pipe, "It's very strange today, the soldiers on the street stared like copper bells, as if all the passersby were fucking robbers. The winter solstice is approaching, and it's impossible to do such a thing. Is it possible that another bunch of foreign envoys are coming to Sintra?"

"Speak softly..." The fish vendor next to him made a silent gesture and smiled mysteriously, "Don't be listened to!"

"who?"

"Idiot, use your pig brain! Ever since the news came from the south, there have been some evil worms and bad seeds in our great motherland - dare not face the warriors of Sintra, and prefer to play tricks and tricks , it's long overdue to clean them up! Tie them to the gallows!"

"Today, His Majesty East, who is wise and martial, finally made the right decision!"

...

"Crack!"

The sailor put the last piece of crisp radish into his mouth, wiped his sweaty hands with the corner of his clothes, and quickly left the market and walked towards the city gate.

Teams of heavily armed soldiers patrol the streets. If they encounter someone with a different appearance and accent than the locals, they stop to question them. In just a few hundred meters, sailors pass several waves of soldiers and witness a sneaky man in a cloak. , a white hat and gold glasses between the bridge of his nose, a businessman with a Nasser accent was taken away.

"Bah!" The sailor cursed inwardly, turning his eyes to the city gate.

A black luxury carriage was parked at the gate of the city. The side of the body was inlaid with the emblem of the Sintra royal family with three lions on a blue background. A group of knights surrounded the carriage. .

Through the golden-spotted curtains of the carriage, he vaguely saw a majestic profile face, very royal, like a profile on a currency.

On the side of the carriage, the defenses of the city gates were much stricter than before. The original five guards had been replaced by fifteen, and the number of catapults by the battlements above had doubled.

Every citizen entering and leaving the city gate was severely interrogated.

Something was wrong, and he was put on his neck by a pile of weapons and taken back to the prison.

The sailor's dark eyes flashed a hint of thought, rubbed his chin, and quickly drilled under the eaves on both sides of the street.

After passing through a dark and cramped alley, he came to a dilapidated two-story western building in the south of Sintra.

Just about to set foot on the stairs, go home and hide for a while.

The noise in the distance made his heart shudder.

Three soldiers in chain mail and long swords on their waists were whispering something to an old man with a red face in a felt hat. The old man's big rough hands were vividly gestured in front of him, obviously describing the height and size of a certain person. appearance.

As soon as the sailor appeared, the sharp eyes of a soldier standing on the second floor instantly locked onto his figure.

"He's there! Catch up!"

In an instant, the three soldiers rushed down the stairs like tigers and wolves, chasing after them.

The latter's face changed greatly, and without a word, he got into the alley without a word, stepped on the dirty ground and garbage heaps, and ran for his life.

A fierce shout came from behind.

It's like poking a swarm of wasps.

He has no chance to hide at all!

The soldiers patrolling along the street heard the greeting and joined the pursuit team one by one, shouting and chasing after him.

"Stop, bastard!"

"The spy who killed a thousand knives, may you contract malaria!"

The man hid his chest all the way, panting, sweating profusely, and barely escaped to the port of Sintra.

"Whoosh-"

A crossbow arrow fell to his feet, the ground collapsed, and the broken arrow slid across his thigh, blood flowing.

The port guard rushed over,

The swung steel sword reflected a dazzling white light.

There was a flash of panic in the sailor's eyes, and he looked around. There were ships in the port, the arrogant masts swayed in the wind, and there was no sunlight in the dim sky.

There are chasing troops in the back, and there are interceptions in front of them. There is almost no way to escape. The only way out is the endless sea of ​​the port.

He gritted his teeth suddenly, a hint of determination on his pale cheeks.

"Bless the great sun wheel!"

The man accelerated towards the port and jumped abruptly.

"Pfft!"

A series of bubbles appeared on the surface of the sea.

All sounds disappeared!

The icy sea water slid across his thighs, waist, chest, and cheeks, completely engulfing him.

...

"Crash..."

A face emerges from the water.

The mirror in front of the washstand reflected a pair of pupils intertwined with dark gold and silver-gray, and the bridge of the nose.

The towel wiped off the water droplets on his face, and Roy showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Another pretty face emerged from behind his shoulder, Rita Need had her chin on his shoulder, her side cheek pressed against his face,

Wrapped around his waist from behind.

There was a smile on the red lips, and the hair brushed the witcher's cheek, exuding a rich rose fragrance.

"Go to Gawain's house?" She giggled, twisting her body against him like a little girl.

"Well, Ms. Evelyn should almost cap the greenhouse today... Maybe I have to help her." Roy leaned back slightly, feeling the softness behind him.

"A dignified master witcher turned into a farmer..."

"Who told me that the whole fraternity was my idler?" He laughed self-deprecatingly.

In the past month, Roy turned into a construction worker and spent most of the time at Gawain's house, assisting Leto, Evelyn, several agricultural apprentices, and alchemy apprentices to build greenhouses and cisterns, and reclaim wasteland.

The two acres of land were finally renovated according to the Druid's plan.

Occasionally, he also made a cameo appearance as a teacher, telling 30 newcomers a little story about the philosophy of life.

"After getting along for a month, what is your impression of the Druid master?" The woman asked curiously, smearing a cool cream on the man's cheeks with both hands,

"To be honest, Evelyn doesn't look like a woman... Coral, can you stop rubbing these slippery things on my face?" Roy turned his face in discomfort, with comprehensive recovery skills, his skin was naturally lighter Most women want to be smooth and supple,

"No! You have to learn how to maintain it when you are young, and it's too late when you get old. Think about your brothers, who are so rough they can sharpen their knives."

The witcher rolled his eyes, reluctantly giving up arguing with the sorceress,

"Evelyn." The woman reminded with satisfaction.

"She's more determined than most men, hard-boiled, energetic, and strong. She doesn't seem to have much interest in anything other than flora and fauna. The Oaks Lamberts ate on her. suffered a lot."

This month, two overzealous witchers have tried several times to ask Lady Evelyn out for drinks after work.

In the end, she was rejected by the other party with the natural way. In the end, she was so annoyed that she used the Druid ancestral staff method to teach the two of them a hard meal, and put up a notice at the residence - Oaks and Lambert were forbidden to approach.

Another thing popped into Roy's mind - Evelyn occasionally squatted at the gate of the courtyard of Gawain's house and looked quietly, and she should have accepted Calanthe's request to help inspect the school.

If the inspection passes, Ciri can come and travel for a few days.

"Don't mention those two idiots who are still in the head, you have to keep your distance from her anyway, understand!" The sorceress's cold and soft hands began to apply the second cream to his face again.

"Understood, my lady." Roy bared his teeth

"Okay, don't just busy farming, bring these good things over and give them to those little guys who can't wait."

"Prodrug?" Roy took over a row of small and delicate glass tubes, in which a mysterious and beautiful translucent liquid rippled.

"Well, it took me and Kalkstein several months to develop it... When the four kids have finished the twelve 'courses', it's time to move on to the next step."

Roy's heart shook.

Finally, is the large-scale grass trial coming?

"Also, remember to bring some mutants back. The laboratory's reserves have been exhausted... The repair of the gargoyle heart and the mutant conversion solution are still waiting."

"Good work, my coral!"

"Drinking honey today?" Rita giggled, a hint of relief flashed in her blue eyes, she hugged him and gave him a sweet kiss, "Be well behaved, maybe we can try it in the tree hole next time. "

What the hell is a tree hole?

He would rather choose the sloping roof where the stars and moon shine on the house, the terrace where the wind indulges in the morning, the canoe that is bumpy on the sea...

...

Return to Gawain's House.

After Monty, Arkhamtom, Chanem, and Lloyd got the pro-drug, they happily showed off to the seven newcomers for a long time, and couldn't wait to take it. Foam.

All this is left to the owl to end.

Roy walked alone through the alder forest overgrown with weeds and came to the botanical garden.

Compared to a month ago, this originally barren and empty land has changed a lot.

Evelynn used exquisite natural magic to adjust the land into several square areas according to the salinity, neatly separated by ditches and wooden fences, and planted suitable plants separately.

More than half of the ground has been sown with seeds, and green shoots have emerged from the soil and are thriving, predicting a lush and green future.

In some places, wooden poles have been erected artificially for vines such as the vine roots of Clinhella vines and the symbiotic buds of purple elderberry to climb.

Then plant shade-loving herbs further down, and they'll grow later on with the twilight of sunlight that spills between the vines.

Roy turned his eyes and glanced at a circular pool with a diameter of more than ten meters in the corner of the botanical garden. Water iris, bitter grass, Zelan, Houttuynia cordata, etc. grew slowly in it, like young fish fry, green and bright from the water. brain.

In the middle of the botanical garden, in the area with the most sunlight, there is a warehouse-like greenhouse built of logs, covering more than a quarter of the botanical garden, where the rarest herbs that are the most difficult to feed are cultivated.

"Come on! Mr. Roy!" Vicky waved her little hand desperately at him while standing in front of the greenhouse door, her blond hair rippling behind her head, and the sunlight shining through the cracks in the forest showed a few crystal beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

Renee, Conrad, as well as Oreo, Terry, Beam, the five alchemy apprentices and agricultural apprentices also raised their heads, stared excitedly at the top of the greenhouse without blinking.

Roy walked over, the bald man nodded at him, and he looked parallel to the eyes of Kayane, Oaks, and Serrit beside him—

This open-top conservatory is very spacious.

Druid Evelyn stood below, closed her eyes lightly, and opened her arms as if she was feeling quietly.

The green bark woven clothing made her look like a small oak tree with tangled vines, and a beautiful swarm of Apollo butterflies, giant owl butterflies, and bees tumbled and flew around her.

And at her feet, small wooden squares filled with soil...

Clusters of seeds have grown vigorously into fingernail-sized shoots.

Roy roughly identified——

The five-star-leafed rhinoceros, the densely growing rhinoceros fungus, the dark black arrow-shaped long-leaved sawtooth fern, the feathery blood pool moss, the glittering tuber of the crow's eye potato, and the rat's tail with tiger-patterned petals Orchid, Best Antidote Dispensing Big Leaf Vine...

There are more than 30 kinds of rare plants.

"In a few more years, when the botanical garden begins to scale... There is no shortage of bases for refining most potions."

Evelyn, who was standing still, suddenly moved.

His hands were as flexible and graceful as a white crane flapping his wings, and he waved back.

Several seeds fell to the ground with her movements.

Suddenly, the pendant between the witcher's neck began to vibrate rapidly, as if a bird was about to escape from its cage, and the rich magical aura visible to the naked eye flickered wildly.

A large piece of emerald green light poured out of Evelyn's body.

The six children couldn't help but widen their eyes and open their mouths wide.

She seems to use magic power to weave a large net that spreads around. The origin of the net is her body, and the destination of the net is the seeds she just sowed.

Thousands of emerald green lines connect the druids and nature.

Inspired by invisible magic, a wonderful scene appeared in front of everyone—the seeds that had just fallen to the ground split open at an alarming speed, quickly took root and sprout, and completed the process of ordinary plants for several years in a few seconds.

Green vines with the thickness of arms burrowed out of the soil, rose, and stretched, and crossed the air. Driven by an invisible force, they stretched out to the wall at the top of the greenhouse, burrowed into the gaps between the wood, and further melted into one another. one.

After that, the vines are based on the winding point, the rhizomes below are pulled away from the soil and tilted upward, and the vines in three directions gather towards the center to form an original green umbrella, leaving only a strip or extensive or narrow gap .

"Huh—" Evelyn let out a long sigh, and suddenly her body trembled. She knelt down on one knee and fell forward, her broad forehead covered with cold sweat.

Roy observed it again. In the short ten seconds, all the magic power in her body was exhausted, so she fell into a strange state of dizziness.

Several children rushed forward to help the woman with Kayan, who smiled gratefully at them, and sat cross-legged in meditation to recover.

"What the hell, a woman." Oakes and Lambert shook their heads and lamented, "Blind to the suave and handsome guy, and instead chatted with the ugliest of us!"

"I told you two ugly bastards to stop murmuring like a grumpy woman! Can't Kaiyan have a sparkling soul? Put the crystal on it now!"

The bald man took out the crystals that were divided into prisms from the alchemy package. The four of them worked together, and climbed up the roof like spiders to fix them between the gaps of the green vines.

This is also a last resort. It is too wasteful to completely cover the entire top of the greenhouse with crystals. Everyone has to use the Druid's spell vines to create a roof that can be adjusted at any time.

These crystals will filter the harmful elements of the sun, providing the herbal plants with just the right amount of light, allowing them to flourish and bloom with eye-popping brilliance.

...

Everyone looked at this like a natural greenhouse, and couldn't help but look relieved.

"Ms. Evelyn, the botanical garden has finally been established initially. I have a lot of work for you this month."

The witchers led their apprentices to express their sincere gratitude to her.

"It's my duty, not to mention that cultivating plants is also a practice for me to communicate with nature."

The woman leaned against the wall and took a deep breath, feeling the breath of the plants in the field, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Now that the most difficult initial stage of the botanical garden has been completed, the next few years only require step-by-step cultivation and expansion. For the sake of convenience, I will settle here in the future..."

"Sister Evelyn... Can I still ask questions?" Vicky's face was full of desire.

"Come on, three little ones, learn more about herbal medicine with me, it will help improve the level of alchemy."

"And you, Kayan, you are welcome at any time." The woman gave a hearty smile to the cat-sending witcher, her blue-purple eyes filled with an inexplicable look, as if she didn't care about his terrifying cheeks at all. "As for the other masters, if there is nothing important, try not to disturb me."

Kaiyan rubbed the back of his head, grinning slyly, and there was a hint of shyness on his rough face covered with scars.

"Let's go, little devils, what else are you looking at?" Oaks and Serrit looked at each other and decided not to make fun of themselves. They picked up the hoe and led the three bitter agricultural apprentices back to continue farming.

Roy and Leto exchanged glances, and there was a tacit understanding in their hearts.

It's such a bizarre encounter in life that a disfigured witcher suddenly meets a druid he can talk to.

...

The matter of the botanical garden has come to an end for the time being.

After Roy returned to the yard to talk to the vultures, he made a plan to take four apprentices who had just recovered from the labor pains of pro-drugs, seven newcomers, and their predecessor Carl to the Great Swamp in Toussaint to harvest mutants At the same time, train newcomers.