The Divine Hunter

The moonlight shone a white gleaming area on the northern coast.

The dragon boat is anchored here.

The waves beat on the side of the boat, Kaz, Kaz, the hinges turned.

Puff, puff!

A small wooden boat suspended on both sides of the huge hull fell into the water one after another.

A group of Skellige men with shields, battle axes, sharp swords, bows and arrows, wearing cotton armor, armor, and chain armor of various colors and patterns, paddled their oars silently and sailed to the shore not far away.

A tall and sturdy man stood at the front of the wooden boat, with a star-shaped tattoo on his bare chest, a big nose, thin lips and a short beard, wearing a black iron helmet, and his long, cold eyes looked out. There was a sneer at the corners of the mouth from the flickering lights on Indalsfair Island in the distance.

"Boss Morkwag, are we really going to sack the temple of God Freya?" the bearded lieutenant sitting behind him said worriedly, "Have you forgotten that many of our brothers have to ask Freya before going to sea? Pray that our offense will be punished by God!"

When the big men rowing heard these words, they nodded in agreement.

"Are you afraid, Aina?" the tall man asked sharply, his hoarse voice pierced far out on the sea, "Where is the so-called God Freya, have you seen her in person? I can guarantee that even if Her priest, the most devout pilgrim, has never seen Freya appear."

"The so-called gods are just lies and jokes made up by the ancients to fool ordinary people!"

"Me, Mokwag and my warriors are not afraid of that kind of trickery!"

"We have a great record. The merchant ships of Novigrad, Ron Esset, and Nilfgaard...were all defeated by our men..." The man's sharp eyes slowly swept over his men, and everyone couldn't help but raise their heads, "We No evil, killing soldiers, women, children, and old people is the norm, we have nothing to fear, and all Skellige people know that Morkwag is the most daring pirate in the Archipelago!"

The man's roar drowned out the sound of the waves.

"But they still have a stinky argument! We are not afraid of anyone, but we are afraid of this hypocritical god made up by the ancients! The priest who sees her can only run away."

"I'm fed up with those slurs, tonight, we're going to make these idiots look bad and slap them in the face!"

"Grab the Temple of Freya!" Mokwago stood on the bow of the ship,

The long sword in his left hand struck the shield in his right hand, "Taste the blood of priests and pilgrims!"

"I'm going to accomplish an unprecedented feat, we're going to knock down the statue of the goddess that the foolish people kowtow and swear, and urinate on Freya's body!"

"The king of the archipelago, the leader of the seven great families will also be far behind!"

"We are Skellige's greatest pirates!"

The moonlight illuminated faces that were flushed and excited.

But there are also quite a few with hesitant expressions on their faces.

...

Silent night.

A wooden boat docked, and a team of more than 30 people landed in the no-man's land in the northern part of Indalsfair Island.

One after another, heavily armed figures marched silently towards the central temple.

Another small group was split to the south, in case Lord Dona Sindar sent soldiers to support him.

...

The moment the pirates landed on Indalsfair Island.

Freya's temple, even at night.

There were still dim lights flickering.

In the spacious and quiet main hall of the temple, a row of candles emits a white light, illuminating the simple carpet, the golden curtains hanging over the beams, and the columns painted red, and the moonlight coming in from the high window just shrouded the high priest Wu. Facing his thin body in a white robe, he was as gentle as a mother stroking her child.

She knelt before the plain marble altar, folded her hands, prayed and meditated quietly.

A faint golden light shone around him.

In front of her, high above the statues of sacred animals, cats and eagles, on the stone shells used to repay the believers, stands the goddess of "Great Mother" Freya.

She was full of motherhood, wearing a robe that fluttered in the wind, her belly bulging high, and she was pregnant.

She lowered her head, her facial features obscured by a cloth, her hands folded over her chest, and a rose-cut aqua-blue diamond set in the center of a gold necklace above.

Ufa opened his eyes with a sense of feeling.

His eyes turned to the cat "spying and listening to the secret", the eagle "looking down from a height", and a picture suddenly appeared in front of him - a group of sturdy villains, carrying torches, formed a long line, and came menacingly in the bushes. Li Xingxing, the headed man is strong, with a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Soon disappeared in the woods.

A look of panic suddenly appeared on the slender face of the priestess, and her eyes turned to the statue of the goddess. At first, a layer of ominous blood gleamed from the holy and inviolable statue.

"Is this your warning?"

She suddenly saw those emotionless stone eyes blinking vividly, showing a hint of deep pity, like a mother who saw her child suffer.

go! Change out of priest clothes! Leave the temple!

A majestic voice entered her mind.

Wufa clutched his chest and knelt to the ground, shaking his head firmly.

"Your humblest believer will never leave your divine incarnation and run away!"

"I guard the temple for you!"

Uvar stood up suddenly and quickly came to the priestess and the resting place.

"Children!" Her clear voice was blessed by divine power, instantly conveying the depths of every priestess' heart, a dozen priestesses rubbed their eyes one after another, put on a white robe, and got up from the bed, "Just now Freya Gave me a revelation that the temple is about to be attacked! A group of fearless 'beasts' plan to destroy the temple of God Freya!"

"what?!"

The priests suddenly exploded, and Zhang Qingxiu's fair face was full of surprise. There were no guards stationed near the Freya Temple, because no one dared to disrespect the Temple from ancient times to the present!

All islanders revere the goddess of love and regard her as a mother.

"Listen to me, you all leave quickly and flee to the south! Inform Lord Dona Sinda to send troops to support, maybe there is still time!"

"Mother Wufa, aren't you going to leave?" A brown-haired, big-eyed, young girl of fifteen or sixteen among the priestesses stood up, "I want to stay and guard the temple with you!"

Her statement was like a signal.

Immediately, all the priestesses gathered around Ufa, and their faces were fresh and flushed with health, showing the determination of a martyr.

"It's time to test everyone's faith! We are the priests of Freya!"

"Never turn your back on the goddess!"

"Let's stop those bad guys together!"

"When mortals bathe in the brilliance of the goddess and listen to the goddess's teachings, they will naturally realize their mistakes!"

"Alas, a bunch of stupid girls..." Wu Fa sighed, his eyes swept across the faces of everyone——

The youngest were twelve or thirteen years old, with baby fat on their faces, and the oldest were only in their twenties—this was the center of Freya’s beliefs, they were trained priestesses, and they should have followed after they had learned something. , to other islands to serve as priests, herbalists, midwives, teachers of knowledge... But now—

"If you are not afraid, then come and guard the entrance to the temple with me!"

...

Brightly lit lobster tavern.

"Snoring, snoring..."

The thunderous snoring came and went.

More than ten Skellige men were lying on the ground beside the bonfire, and some even lay directly in their own vomit filth.

Arms on arms, hairy legs overlapping hairy legs.

The rich aroma of alcohol and fermented seafood smelt from the nose and mouth.

Clotte and Edge hugged together, their thin cheeks pressed against a rough, fluffy face.

And among this group of demons, a slender figure in brown leather armor was lying on a wine table alone.

With dark and thick eyebrows, a straight nose, thick lips, and a perfectly curved chin, he was in a dark and sweet sleep.

Suddenly his eyelids twitched and he frowned.

"The witcher, the son of the ancient blood, come to the temple!"

From the deep darkness came an anxious call.

"Well-"

Squeezing his heavy eyelids, the witcher sat up from the wine table, rubbed his swollen and dizzy head, looked around, and couldn't help but have a cheerful smile on his face.

It was originally a group of Skellige big men, singled out the amount of alcohol the witcher could drink.

Then drink and drink and mess up.

Everyone in the tavern drank heavily, which eventually led to a mass drunk accident.

Mead is sweet, but intoxicating!

This time, the witcher simply indulged, and did not use any cheating methods.

This night, he drank all the alcohol of the previous year, and the depression in his heart finally dissipated.

Physical fitness over twenty-five is not a decoration, and the hangover begins to subside quickly.

He got up and glanced out the window, the moon was hanging high, the night was thick, and everything was quiet.

In the middle of the night, the witcher felt a strong sense of unease.

Who was calling just now?

Why go to the Temple of Freya? He looked around at a group of drunks.

why me?

The witcher stretched and tied Arrondette behind his back again.

Curiosity and intuition derived from the ancient blood.

Let him decide - head to the temple and find out!

...

Firelight passed through the sacred grove of Sindar, and drum-like footsteps surrounded the entire temple of Freya.

The dazzling swords in the team reflected a dazzling light, and an owl on the gate of the temple was frightened and flew into the night sky, sending out a piercing warning around the entire sacred building.

However, the thirty-five priestesses in white robes turned a deaf ear to this, and their petite bodies formed a human wall to block the entrance of the temple. Their tender faces had different expressions, clenching their fists nervously, looking around with flickering eyes, and their expressions on their faces. Palely swallowing saliva.

What's more, he was trembling and clasped his hands with the sisters beside him to comfort each other.

Lips open and close, prayers are uttered.

In stark contrast to the calm and calm expression of the eldest High Priest Uvar in the center.

"Tattoo..."

The ferocious Mokwag led a group of men like wolves and tigers behind him, quickly walked up the high steps covered with mistletoe, and met the priestesses who were guarding the gate.

The vicious eyes of the pirates swept over the women, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

what's the situation? Why is there a bunch of priestesses stuck here?

"Stop whoever comes!" Uva shouted, with a high-pitched voice like a leather whip whipping on a person in a silent night, and the invading robber's head hummed and his footsteps stopped. The temple of Goddess Freya, no weapons are allowed."

"If you want to worship inside, first throw the weapon into the grass beside the sacred stairs. This is the most basic respect for the goddess!"

There was no fear on the face of the priestess, her thin body was straight, her pale eyes glowed brighter than torches, and the group of robbers below couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.

"Haha!" Mokwag grinned as if he had heard a big joke, revealing a mouthful of yellowed teeth, "A group of young and beautiful priestesses who don't sleep at night, what do you want to do at the door? Entering the village at night to seduce men?"

"Shut up! Blasphemer!" A girl with grey hair tied back in a ponytail stepped forward, walked out of the queue, pointed at Mokwag and scolded, "How dare you say this in the goddess' temple Foul language!"

"My name is Morkwag, remember this name, from now on, it will spread throughout the Skellige Islands as a pioneer in overthrowing ignorance and superstition! As Skellige's crown of courage!"

Mokwag danced a sword flower with his steel sword in his right hand, shook his head in disdain,

"Stop pretending to be a ghost for me! If the Freya you mentioned really exists, let her show up, let her manifest, perform miracles, educate us mortals, and stop our next actions, otherwise..."

The man snorted coldly,

"Shut your mouth, take off your clothes, spread your legs, and I'll make you happy before you die! Look at your eyebrows and straight thighs, all of them are still chicks? If you haven't experienced the pleasures of men, let me and my brother We enlighten you with great mercy!"

Immediately, a group of priests were angry and scared, their faces flushed,

Ufa still didn't change his face, his eyes looked at the invading men one by one, his voice was firm as if he was telling the truth,

"Take your mind and think about it, why do you think we are here when we should be resting? The goddess showed us your self-destruction."

The man who was swept by her gaze seemed to be scalded to the skin by the flames, and bowed his head respectfully.

"But Goddess Freya is merciful, she knows that you are only blinded by temporary greed," her icy tone turned a little bit warmer, "Goddess is willing to give you a chance to reform."

"Just put down your weapons and enter the temple to worship and repent sincerely! Freya will forgive your sins and continue to bless the children of the sea. Your ship will continue to ride the wind and waves, and be invincible!"

In the pirate team, Aina, the strong deputy with a beard and a strong figure, and several of his companions had heart-wrenching expressions on their faces, and they all prayed to Freya before going out to sea to rob.

Never thought to offend the goddess as much as tonight.

As he spoke, Wufa suddenly folded his hands in front of his chest, closed his eyes, and lowered his head.

She was not seen praying, or chanting any mantras.

A dazzling golden light suddenly lit up in front of the dim stone stairs, pouring out of her thin body, covering a man with a bandage wrapped around his face among the pirate team.

With an "ouch", the man scratched his cheek involuntarily and pulled off the bandage.

Then his companion next to him exclaimed.

"Didn't you get slashed and disfigured just two days ago? Did your scar heal?"

Under the firelight, only a centipede-like scar could be seen from the corner of his left eye to his upper lip, and new pale pink flesh had grown.

Dozens of pirates all looked surprised. As ordinary people who did not belong to the seven major families, they had only heard of Priestess Freya's magic, but they never had the chance, nor the honor, to see The healing magic of a high priest.

Wounded at best, just put on a bandage and put some ground herbs on it.

Witnessing this miraculous sight, some people's minds began to loosen, and the palms holding the axe and the sword slowly loosened.

"Shut up, don't confuse the public any more! Indalsfair Island is the birthplace of faith, as the high priest of the goddess Freya, you only know how to fool people with healing?"

Mokwag, on the other hand, smiled grimly, and his eyes slowly swept across the faces of the priestesses, but he was not in a hurry.

"What kind of divine power is this? If Freya has a spirit, let her strike me with lightning and burn me to ashes... Can she do it?"

Uvar took a step closer to the vicious pirates,

"God Freya is the mother of all Skellige. Until the last step, the mother will never hurt the child. She is more willing to give you care and love. So I will show you the magic of healing."

"But if you continue to be stubborn, dare to offend Freya's majesty!"

Her voice was like thunder, and her eyes were shining brightly.

"Be careful then, your voyage will be full of reefs and storms, your dragon boats will be haunted by nightmare ghosts, night and night, you will be covered in blood and sin... Sickness and loneliness will be with you for life... You—"

"Pfft!"

Morkwager dashed forward abruptly, clasping a steel longsword in both hands, piercing her soft abdomen and pinning her in the air, like a shrimp on a barbecue.

Wufa groaned suddenly, and the blood pouring out of his abdomen like a fountain stained the red and white sacrificial robes, defiled the sacred walls.

She hunched her back in mid-air, her bulging eyeballs widened.

"Haha! Brothers, see clearly, this is the priest of the gods!" Mokwag turned and laughed frantically at his subordinates, "Divine magic, belief, dogma - sad and ridiculous, I gave her the opportunity to let her Talking so much nonsense!"

"But have you seen it, what's the matter? It doesn't work at all, nothing compares to a light stab of the steel sword in our hands!"

"Ridiculous Freya! So vulnerable, if she is a god!" A cruel and indifferent smile appeared on the corner of the pirate's mouth, and the firelight projected his figure on the wall of the temple, as ferocious as a demon, "Then Tonight, let me, Mokwag, slay the gods!"

"Kill them all!"

"Kill!" A group of pirates were stimulated by the blood, and the fierceness in their chests was immediately aroused. They pulled out their long swords and axes, and rushed towards the girls who were as delicate as sheep at the gate of the temple. .

Some girls were so frightened that they stood motionless, and were immediately hugged by the fierce pirates, put them on their shoulders, and put them into the big bed!

Some knelt down and prayed in a trance, their white burqas were cut by sharp blades, and blood was sprayed.

Some were so frightened by the dazzling sword that they turned around and rushed into the garden of the temple, shouting loudly. Several men grinned and followed closely behind, playing hide and seek!

"Shh-"

The long sword fell to the ground, and Mokwag stepped on Priest Uvar's soft abdomen with his right foot, watching her keep spitting blood.

The priestess pointed her trembling fingers to Morkwag.

His voice was dying and broken,

"Freya..."

"Our Lady of the Most High..."

"Goddess oracle..."

"protector…"

"Curse you!"

"The blasphemous will put on animal skins!"

"Sink forever!"

The legendary pirate of Skellige laughed nonchalantly and wiped her neck with a sword, ending her curse.

Behind Mokwag, among the few people who didn't do anything, Donna, the deputy, glanced at the priestess' corpse with pity, turned to the captain, struggled in his eyes, and quietly touched the wolf tooth necklace under the cotton armor. !

"What are you waiting for, follow me!"

"Destroy this temple!"