The Divine Hunter

"Master messenger, what did the goddess tell you?" The priestess's eyes flashed, with nervousness and anticipation on her face,

"Call me Linus Pete, the goddess expressed her condolences and condolences to all the priests who died, the priest of Uva, other believers have entered her kingdom, you don't need to worry... In addition, the goddess Freya to prevent today's death Tragedy repeats itself," the witcher paused, and turned his eyes to the outside of the temple, where a dozen or so little priests hid, shrank their heads and looked around, then said aloud, "She will give you a... um... powerful guard who guards the home. !"

"What's the meaning?"

"You will find out later!"

...

in the courtyard.

Roy saw Donna Ann Sinda, the lord of Indalsfair Island, who was surrounded by hundreds of soldiers, holding torches and wearing a long sword. , A man of fifty or sixty years old with a beard hanging down to his chest.

Although he is quite old, he is tall and strong.

"Your Excellency is the messenger of Goddess Freya?" He greeted with a hoarse voice and a little excited, "What's your name?"

Donna strode up, with a warm smile on his face.

"Linus Pete." The witcher put on his sunglasses again, covering his eyes with strange colors, "I don't dare to be an emissary, I'm just a nobody who serves the goddess."

"You are too modest, the goddess has already told me what happened tonight in a dream, but unfortunately my castle and troops are on the other side of the island, so it is too late to support... Thanks to your Excellency, otherwise the temple will be completely ruined by such a group of wolf-hearted beasts! We The Haimei family will become the laughing stock and sinners of the entire Skellige!" An anger appeared on Donner's old face, and he glanced at the soldiers beside him. Kneel down.

At this moment, arrogant and contempt for the goddess, Skellige's legendary pirate's sullen face was covered with bruises and slap marks, swollen into a pig's head.

His clothes were tattered with fingernails scratching all over his body, and selling them was not much better than beggars begging along the street.

Roy followed his figure and looked back,

More than 20 prisoners who were covered in blood, or whose clothes were soaked by the sea water, and whose faces were blue from the cold of the night wind, fell to their knees in a dejected manner.

Some nervously muttered about "giant, divine punishment\

,"trembling.

And all the people standing at the scene looked at them with angry killing intent.

"Mokwag! Blasphemous, hopeless lunatic! What a guts," Donner's thick knuckles, calloused right hand grabbed the back of the pirate chief's neck, his mouth pressed against his ear and spittle splattered Roaring, as if to roar out his brains, "What gave you the courage to offend the goddess and take action against the most noble priest in the archipelago?"

"You used to rob and kill unscrupulously between the archipelagos, and escaped from the army many times before, so you really thought you were invincible?"

"Now the evil deeds you have committed in the past will be settled together!"

"Sin is unforgivable!" The lord turned and swept his subordinates, and the dozen or so remaining priestesses raised their voices, "Tomorrow, the island will hold a mourning ceremony for the sacrificed priests, and you bastards!"

"Get ready, atone for your sins with your lives!"

"You are not qualified to return to the embrace of the sea after your death!"

"Your corpses will be thrown into the barren mountains and forests, where they will be exposed to the sun and rain, eaten by birds and eaten by wild beasts!"

The originally quiet and frightening pirates suddenly lamented again and again, their faces pale.

For the islanders, if they cannot return to the sea after death, it is no different from going to hell.

"Come on, I'll be waiting!" Mokwag raised his head suddenly, panting and glaring at the lord, he already knew that he would die, so he simply broke the jar, "At least I'm better than you idiots. Hard, I exposed Freya's hypocritical face, she is not a god at all, she can't even deal with dozens of pirates in our mere."

His eyes turned to Roy,

"I still need the help of this so-called messenger, actually a lowly witcher!"

"Crack!" The angry lord pulled out the steel sword from his waist and slapped him on the back of the head.

Morkwag fell to the ground with a grunt and fell into a coma.

"Take it to the port! Send someone to inform all the residents of the island that in three hours, at sunrise, the blasphemers will be hanged in public!"

"Lord Messenger, help!" A scream came from behind the crowd.

"Aina?" Roy raised his eyebrows, and the five pirates who abandoned the darkness and turned to the light were actually tied up,

"Testify for us, we never offended the goddess from beginning to end, but instead killed many blasphemers to atone for our sins, we are not sinners!"

"Lord Dona...Can you..." Roy didn't like killing donkeys.

The lord stroked his beard with an embarrassed look on his face, "They were originally a group with Mokwag, and it's hard to convince the public if they don't kill them all!"

"Lord Lord," Sigurdriffa said proactively, "they did not hurt their sisters, but pointed their weapons at the blasphemers! God Freya is merciful and will no longer blame them."

"Well, lucky guy, since both the messenger and the priest have opened their mouths," the lord made a look, and the soldiers immediately loosened their bonds, "I'll spare your life this time."

"Huh..." The five pirates let out a long sigh of relief, and hurriedly surrounded the witcher with grateful faces.

And Roy was certain that the idea about Aina should be correct.

"Master messenger, priests, it will be dawn in a few hours. Go to the port to watch the ceremony... Send the sacrificed priests away and see what happens to the blasphemer!" Donna Sinda warmly invited, "This is the matter, Let's discuss the rebuilding of the temple, and my gratitude to Your Excellency."

"Don't be in a hurry," Roy turned his eyes to a dozen little priests and lords, "Everyone, come and see the goddess's 'gift'."

...

A warm golden light illuminates the dark, bleak sky at the end of the coast,

Dawn emerged from behind the clouds, rapidly growing and rising, casting a golden reflection on the turbulent sea.

At this moment, Indalsfair Island, the flat open space in front of the northern port was crowded with people, and it was as lively as a festival.

A pair of eyes locked on the gallows on the high wooden platform - the soldiers were performing ancient and cruel rituals.

The pirates who invaded the Temple of Freya, lined up in groups of three, with nooses around their necks.

At the very front of the gallows, Skellige's big pirate Mokwag was turned into a banner of human flesh, shaking his body in the wind, waiting for divine punishment!

However, his mouth was gagged to prevent him from speaking blasphemous words in public.

The crowd below the high platform, blushing, yelled at the prisoners on the platform, spat, and threw salted fish, stones, mud, and even feces and urine bombs!

"God blasphemer!"

"sinner!"

"Whale shit!"

"How dare you hurt your mother?"

The white-haired Dona Sinda waved,

The soldiers beside the gallows immediately turned the lever.

Click.

The plank under the prisoner's feet disappeared, and his body was suspended in the air. The two big men, Skelliger, whose neck muscles were not sufficiently developed, were instantly strangled by their own weight.

The remaining man was blood-red, clasped his neck with both hands, and shook his feet desperately, struggling for dozens of seconds.

The tip of the tongue sticks out from the neck.

...

"Go on, hang them!" the crowd shouted indignantly.

"Dude, could it be that your eyes are really the nemesis of Mokwag?" In the crowd, the tour guide Clotte glanced at the hangover and dizzy man beside him, "Dignified Skelliger The legendary pirate came to raid the temple at night, and the ship crashed and died."

"Of course, I said that I was gifted by Goddess Freya," Aggie looked at the prisoners on the stage with a big tongue and a mouth full of alcohol. "For evil people, I will stare at whoever will die! Look!"

Click!

Another prisoner on stage was strangled.

"It's a pity that I don't know where Mr. Linus went. After drinking more than a dozen people, can he still wake up?"

...

At the other end of the line, the witcher glanced at the five pirates beside him with lingering fears.

"Man, I saved your life, I have a request, I hope you will agree."

"Lord Linus, but if you have any orders," Aina and the brothers looked at each other, "I will give my allegiance to the death!"

"It's not that serious," the witcher shook his head and smiled, looking at the pirate's lieutenant. "Goddess Freya told me that you have an item full of curses. It's very unsafe for a mortal to carry it around. It could bring bad luck to you and those around you."

"You'd better give it to me just in case."

Aina's face was startled at first, then fell into contemplation, and then a look of stunned expression on her face - in a second, the witcher's brain was automatically filled with the loopholes in the words.

"You're right. But wouldn't this endanger your life?"

"I am Freya's messenger, so naturally I have a way to seal this necklace."

Aina hesitated, raised his head, and glanced at the legendary pirate who was tied to the flag with five flowers, drowned by stones, smelly feces and urine, and salted fish.

Gritting his teeth and nodding.

He quietly put his hand into his arms.

Two seconds later, Roy's palm had a unique necklace - the chain was woven with rough wolf hair, inconspicuous gray-black, and the pendant was a fang close to the size of an ordinary person's palm.

Cursed Necklace

Material: werewolf fangs, werewolf hair, magic power, werewolf heart blood...

Special Process:

This necklace is the masterpiece of a deceased archmage-first imprisoned a werewolf in a narrow secret room, whipped and tortured day and night, and made it starve to madness before eating its own flesh, and the flesh and blood lost by the werewolf healed at a high speed. ability to grow back.

After repeating the cycle 30 times.

Take the heart blood, sharpest fangs, and hair of this tragic werewolf, and blend it with magic to create a necklace of great resentment and curse.

Purpose: After scratching a person with fangs, all the power of the curse will pour into the injured person, he/she will become a werewolf forever on the first full moon night after the injury, and be trapped near the place of transformation Within a mile radius.

It will fall into an insatiable hunger, and no matter what it eats, it will not be able to fill its stomach. It can be revived in its captivity regardless of any fatal damage.

Removal method: scratch it again with the fang necklace, the necklace will regain all the power of the curse.

...

The witcher pulled the necklace back into his arms in admiration.

In his memory, according to the original history——

After Morkwag destroyed the temple of Freya, Aina, the deity's deputy, secretly scratched Mokwag with this necklace, and made it trapped in the temple garden, immortal and suffering from hunger forever. .

Later, when Geralt was looking for Ciri, he freed the villain by the way.

Yes, the curse, not by the dead priest of Uvar, but by this Aina's ancestral necklace.

From this, it can be seen that Freya's divine power has weakened quite seriously.

...

But now.

This magical curser necklace already belongs to the witcher.

Roy recalled carefully that after he came to this world, he had already met several cursed people - Aaron the werewolf from the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe, Nevellen who was released from the curse by Geralt in the suburbs of Vizima... Gemma's Princess Yada...

Although these curses have various side effects, the main one is a great change in appearance, becoming like a beast.

But I have to admit that the curse can also greatly strengthen the flesh and blood of ordinary people.

Let them have a body that is as strong as a witcher, never plagued by disease, and superhuman strength and agility!

What is the nature of the curse.

Roy still has no clue, but no one can be 100% sure that the power of the curse cannot be used to increase the power of the witcher!

"Master Kalkstein will definitely be interested in it! Go back and ask him to research and develop it well."

Roy treasured the necklace as a valuable income space.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, a strange vibration came from a distance.

Everyone in the vicinity of the execution ground... invariably restrained their breathing, widened their eyes, and looked towards the direction of the sound, the reef behind the port.

Donna Sinda, the lord above the execution ground, stroked his beard, and a look of wonder and anticipation filled his vicissitudes of life.

"Bang, bang!"

The ground under everyone's feet began to tremble, and the vibration became more and more violent.

A foul stench was blown over by the sea breeze, and everyone couldn't help covering their noses!

At a certain moment, the pale golden morning sun in the sky fell on the wet seaside reef, and a round head stuck out——

There is a prominent sarcoma on his forehead, his eyes are mysterious like blood gems, and he has a fleshy rosacea, the size of which is comparable to that of an ordinary person.

It grinned at the hundreds of people gathered in front of the port clearing, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth, and a fat-headed fish was wagging its tail stuck in the gap between the front teeth.

"hey-hey."

"Snapped!"

A large, muscular hand covered in blue canvas supported the reef and pressed it hard.

The four-meter-high ice giant climbed to the stone in an instant, revealing the whole picture to everyone.

The sun shone on his blue skin like a massive, terrifying ice sculpture.

The crowd suddenly shouted,

"Dad, is this an ice giant!?" A little boy in open-crotch pants grabbed his father's palm tightly, with a sullen face, and was about to cry out of fear, "Are we dying?"

"Isn't it sleeping in Udvik?" a tall man muttered.

"Look at that icy blue beast, polished its shining fangs, cleaned with flesh, then polished with ice! Feel its cold breath, and its blinking red eyes, waiting for the long-lost warrior , walk into its sneering mouth." An old man with white hair recited a poem emotionally, tears welling up in his cloudy eyes, "I, I was able to witness the legendary beast with my own eyes!"

"I will die without regrets!"

"Run! Monsters are attacking!" and more people shouted desperately, the scene instantly turned into a pot of porridge, the crowd scurried like headless flies, some people drew swords, some screamed,

"Run!"

There was also a woman who was as fat as a cube, gasping for breath, her eyes rolled white and she fainted.

"Quiet! Quiet! Don't be afraid, everyone!" Donna Sinda shouted from the high platform, his calm and powerful voice was like a booster to restore quietness to the people.

"The ice giant is not the enemy!"

He grinned, "He was called by Goddess Freya, the messenger who came to protect the temple - Leviathan!"

giant?

Messenger of God?

The questioning eyes of the people swirled between the lord and the giant.

No one had ever seen such a strange thing.

"Just last night, it destroyed the two dragon ships of Morkwag that came to invade the Temple of Freya!"

The pirates who were made into human flesh flags and hung on the flagpole were so remorse that they wanted to cry without tears. .

If he knew, there were demon hunters and monsters on the island.

He didn't come to invade the temple even if he was killed, how far he could hide!

But there is no regret medicine in the world.

"The goddess is merciful! In order to avoid the appearance of crazy animals again, from now on, the giant Leviathan will stay on the island of Indalsfair to guard the temple!"

"Long live Freya!"

When the people heard the words, they suddenly shouted in surprise, and there were also voices of doubt.

"The giants will stay on the island?"

"What does it eat?"

"It won't attack everyone when it's hungry, right?"

"Woooo...but he smells so bad!"

"Roar!" The giant slapped his chest suddenly, roared, stepped out of the reef, set foot on the land of the port, and walked towards the execution ground.

The sound of heavy footsteps seemed to be stepping on the hearts of everyone, making their breathing quicker.

It stopped ten meters away from the execution ground.

He stood there honestly and touched the back of his head.

The priestess Sigurdlifa in a white burqa next to the lord gritted her teeth, barely maintaining a smile on her face, rolled up her sleeves, and lifted a wooden bucket full of fish, step by step, in front of everyone , walked to the ice giant.

A pungent smell stronger than fermented stinky fish and rotten shrimp almost made the priestess dizzy.

In my heart, I secretly planned that I could only make a home for it in the downwind outside the temple.

Otherwise, which believer would dare to come to worship?

She took out a silver fish from the barrel, and Leviathan's ruby ​​eyes glanced at the figure in the black cloak in the crowd, sticking out her tongue and licking her teeth.

the master said.

Listen to the priestess.

Don't eat people.

Well, eat fish.

hey-hey.

The giant stretched out the index finger of his left hand, provoked the little fish and stuffed it into the big mouth of the blood basin,

"Puff puff..."

Chew your teeth and eat sweetly!

"Look! I promise everyone that the goddess' appointed guardians will never attack believers!" Sieg's Lyfa straightened her thin body, and her pretty face flashed with a holy golden light, "It will protect your safety. From now on, the Leviathan will settle near the Temple of Freya..."

"It is said that the ice giants kill people without blinking." The crowd sighed.

"This is a miracle!" Some believers shouted frantically, "Who can tame this big guy except the goddess?"

"Then can we touch it? Can I see it later?"

The little boy who was frightened and crying sat on his father's neck and asked with a blushing face.

"Everyone must fear the Leviathan like the goddess. You can see it from a distance, but don't disturb it's rest!"

"That's not bad, you can see the ice giant every day." The local said, "You can't buy such a scenery with money anywhere else!"

A smile appeared on the corner of the lord's mouth. As the manager of the territory, he had interests in mind.

The ice giant itself is an attractive 'attraction', not to mention a harmless ice giant who obeys the orders of the priest.

With its existence, there is no doubt that Indalsfair will attract a steady stream of tourists from the road, surpassing the remaining islands and becoming the most popular tourist destination in Skellige!

That means a lot of taxes!

This is enough to make up for the reward given to Freya's messenger.

Yes, in gratitude for Roy's support, Dona Sindar took out the secret from Mokvargo's mouth - the huge sum of money from the Novigrad lender was transferred to the witcher.

Just wait for him to pick it up.

...

"The deadline set by Freya has come, and the culprit of the atrocities invading the temple should go!" The priestess turned sharply to Mokwag on the flagpole and gave an order to the giant. "Leviathan, do it!"

The giant got up, walked to the flagpole, cast a terrifying shadow on Morkwag, and pulled the legendary pirate off the flagpole with a large, hairy hand.

Two huge palms lifted Mokwag's limbs from left to right.

Lift him up in the air and show it in front of everyone like catching a sea crab.

"Mokwag, you offended the goddess Freya, killed the goddess priest, and destroyed the building of the temple. It's a heinous crime!" Sigurdriffa exchanged glances with the priestesses in the crowd, and her voice was sacred and cold.

"On behalf of Goddess Freya, I hereby sentence you to death for mutilated limbs and exposure to the sun!"

The woman's voice fell.

Leviathan's mouth curled into a cruel smile.

Fingers pressed hard.

Click.

A fountain of blood gushed out in midair!

Four broken limbs landed!

Mokwag lost his hands and feet in an instant and turned into a bare "stick", and passed out due to pain and blood loss.

But the punishment is far from over.

Sigurdriffa's fingertips spilled golden light, covering the unconscious pirate and stopping the blood for him.

The giant wrapped his whole body with a white cloth and hung him back on the flagpole again.

the following few days.

Under the guard of soldiers, he will be exposed to the sun and the wind, eaten by birds, and bitten by mosquitoes, until his soul falls into hell.

And his corpse will always hang in the port, warning all unscrupulous people!

Done.

The soldiers left with the corpses of a group of pirates, while the lords, priests, and crowds carried torches and pushed rafts decorated with mistletoe garlands toward the sea.

On the raft lay the sacrificed priestess.

They will be ignited along with the raft and float to the boundless sea.

"Time to meet Ciri and Calanthe."

Roy in the crowd withdrew his gaze.

With the three revelations of the goddess, the necklace of the curser, and the harvested witcher, he left without saying goodbye.