The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Only one day, Master."

Zelin shook his head, "I got a part of what I insisted on."

"No problem, for tomorrow's commission, even if the **** manager won't pay you, I will take mine out and give you half of it."

"Why give me half?" Zelin waved his hand. "It's too much. I don't want the extra part." He hardly does anything for free, but he doesn't like to owe anyone anything.

"Of course I really want to make more money." The old mercenary smiled. "But as I said, the corpse doesn't need to be paid, and it doesn't cost money."

It's just going to an area of ​​the forest with a group of mercenaries, nothing can happen. Powerful monsters are very rare. This is the hinterland of the Kingdom of Tamoria. It is impossible to encounter it in a forest.

Just one day, enough time.

Chapter 227 Searching

Another **** spring rain, which hasn't stopped since the night. Zelin was lying in the sleeping bag of the tent. The sound of raindrops beating on the top of the tent all night, mixed with the shouts of mercenaries from time to time. I don’t know which hapless guy’s tent was washed down by the rain. Many people set up the tent and lie in it when it’s sunny. Now these people have to pay for their laziness --- a cold and several days in a row. High fever.

The next day, the entire forest seemed to have become clearer because of the spring rain last night. On the green leaves, the remaining rain and the morning dew converge and blend, and finally slide and drip under the action of gravity. The green birdsong echoed in the silent forest. No one knows where they came from. This is a good sign. It is better than hearing the crows. In the forest, the crows sometimes mean that the deer's head is gone. Eyeing on the new prey.

Humans can hide in tents to avoid the rain, but the poor horses can only stay outside, the reins are tied to the trees, there is no stable here to protect them from wind and rain, Zelin patted his Kovind horse--- Huiyun, the name given to it by its previous owner, the gray hair makes the name appropriate. It's just that the soft mane is now wet and twisted together, but it doesn't need to be concerned, the servants brought by the merchants will take care of all this.

Zelin checked the leather bags on both sides of the saddle. The bag was waterproof, as the vendor who looked like a profiteer said. The food inside was kept relatively dry, potions, decoctions, sword oil, spare herbs and alchemy. The items are also safe and sound. So Zelin had misunderstood the vendor.

Demon hunters must choose what they need. The monsters that may be encountered in the forest are roughly divided into three types. Insect creatures dominated by Angled insects, various demon spirits, and remnants, including deer head monsters, female special monsters, fenter monsters and howling monsters. In fact, the little earth spirits and the shapeshifting monsters can also be classified as remnants, and the number of remnants is the rarest among the monsters, but it is the most difficult to deal with.

Foehn Wind, Moon Dust, Demon Dust, Anti-Magic Metal Bomb. Zelin carried two of each bomb, which already took up three-quarters of the belt. The remaining side was the shoulder bag of the sword oil and potion bag. Usually he will use the decoction in advance, but the potion, which has a short lasting effect, he will carry it where he may encounter a battle.

It's just walking around with the mercenaries, no decoction is needed. Zelin did not see any clear traces of monsters here. He is a professional demon hunter. It is not ruled out that powerful monsters will appear here. Any possibility will exist. Before there is clear evidence, he will define this woodland. It's a warning area, so he brought equipment, but if you want to say that this trip will definitely encounter battle, it's not necessarily true.

"Master, are we going to fight with any monster? Do you know what monster it is? Is it easy to deal with?"

Zelin shook his head. "I don't know, but be careful." He looked at the neatest tent in the camp. "You'd better tell Knight Ike that we are going to patrol, not to attend the honor guard or the coronation of the king." Mr. Cavaliers are wearing iron sheets on his body properly. It is really a beautiful armor. If it is at a festival celebration, it will definitely attract more ladies' eyes and screams than an old and poor demon hunter. , But now it’s in a muddy forest. The crisscrossing rivers hide a deadly swamp in the forest. "He is going to fight, not to date."

Knight Ike has been meditating or muttering words that no one understands these days. He kept a distance from the Demon Hunter, even when he encountered the Anglade Worm. However, as a well-known monster hunter, he is far inferior to the demon hunter in terms of expertise, but if you put the monster in front of him and let him fight the monster, Ike still has a few hands, at least a few bugs can’t be eaten. It.

"Don't worry, Master Demon Hunter. It will be us who will help you deal with monsters at that time, not the vase that mumbles about the glory of the knight and the gods. In Brunner, we will keep such people in prison. , And then give them a paintbrush so that they can paint on the wall without affecting anyone." A mercenary sipped to the ground, "Unlucky, if it weren't for this guy, we would be paid more. Yes! Our specialty is dealing with robbers, not monsters. These cursed creatures are no different from **** elves."

"Since there are no robbers in the way, why should we go outside?" Another mercenary rubbed the tip of his red nose, and squeezed his head into the red sweater. The cold wind made him sneeze. "Why are those? The merchants can stay in the wooden carriage. Close the door, and the cold wind can't blow them. They must be drinking hot soup and instructing us to go here and there. If we don’t go there, we will have no money. I heard that in Corville, Some mercenaries just need to stay in the camp, waiting for the king’s order, and they can get a lot of coins without working. Why do we have to be tired like cows and not get a few coins."

"Shut up, Pegg." Lattimore interrupted the mercenary’s complaint. Stop talking nonsense."

Not counting the demon hunters and knights, there are about eight people. Zelin felt that only half of them knew how to use weapons, but that was not bad, because most of the bandits they needed to deal with also didn't know how to use weapons. Just turn the sword body and use a few sword flowers to make them cut to their feet.

Except for the trouble caused by the muddy ground, everything seemed normal. There are no monsters, no animals, nothing, only the sounds of birds that don’t know where they come from. The forest after the rain seems to be shrouded in a layer of smoke. Fortunately, Zelin’s badge has no response --- not yet, otherwise who can tell whether this smoke is naturally generated or is hiding in it and waiting for an opportunity. The moving little mist demon.

"Don't go too far, guys."

"Get closer, don't walk into the grass, who knows what's hidden in it."

"Hey! I think you should come and see this!"

Suddenly, on the other side of the team, a mercenary stood on the dirt **** and shouted "Hurry up!"

Zelin walked up the **** with the others, and soon, probably only a few seconds later, the Demon Hunter realized what he had found.

He found the missing druids.

Chapter 228: Great Advantage

There are thirty-two in total, and no one knows what they have encountered, but one thing is certain, that is, the enemies they encountered are by no means ordinary people, and it is impossible to cause such terrible damage with only swords.

"Let all your people stay outside, don't come down, don't let them destroy the traces here." Ze Lin took a deep breath and walked step by step around the periphery of the soil slope. Yesterday’s rain may wash away most of the valuable clues, but before the scene is completely destroyed, he can also find some things that can provide him with information.

The corpses are scattered and have no value at all. The wounds are deep, but they are not neat. It was definitely not caused by any sharp objects. It could be claws or blunt weapons with strong attacking power. These corpses reminded Zelin of seeing the unlucky guy hit by a trebuchet on the battlefield. There was no trace of gnawing on the corpse, but It is difficult to judge the time of death. Wilvat has been raining frequently in recent days. The rain may obscure the smell of the corpse and prevent the corpse-eating creatures from discovering it so quickly. Rainwater soaking will also slow down the rate of decay.

"The corpse-eating creatures can be ruled out, otherwise they won't give up this feast."

Zelin shook his head. This clue was valuable, but it didn't make much sense.

There are several trees cut off nearby. Demon hunters have heard of these druid spells. They can affect the weather and control nature. Sometimes in terms of the impact on farmland and fishing grounds, druid spells require Much better than the chaotic energy of the warlock. When they are in danger, the forest is an excellent trap. There are rumors that the druids will burn to death those offenders who trespass in the forest, tie up the intruders with vines and burn them to death.

Based on the understanding of the demon hunter, the first half of this rumor is correct. The druid can indeed control the vines and form traps. What's more, a powerful Druid master can make trees a guard, driving beasts and even werewolves.

However, Zelin has never seen it before, and there are some things that can't be said nonsense, otherwise the spreader will be held responsible. Demon hunters hate rumors. If it is not said by someone who has seen it or believed it, Zelin would only treat it as a story rather than a fact.

"This is punishment from the gods. There are evil incarnations invading this forest, and I will drive them to death, just like the gods and the holy book said."

"Mr. Cavalier, please get out of the way, you are blocking me."

There is a corpse hanging on a branch. He must have suffered a strong attack. Few monsters can knock an adult into the air. This allows Zelin to rule out the possibility of most monsters. Trolls can, but There is no reason for the trolls to do this, not to mention that the trolls can communicate, and the druids will not have any conflict with the trolls.

Deer head spirits who are proficient in spells are also not good at it. Zelin, who has experience fighting the deer head spirit, knows their power, and if the unloading skills are used properly, he can block the attack of the deer head spirit. As for the elemental creatures, it is even more impossible. The druids who have lived here for many years cannot know where the elemental creatures in the forest will be, and these elements will not be far away from the place where they were born.

On the standing trees, the traces of the attack can be seen everywhere. More than two meters, the monster may stand up to three meters. It is strong, but it is on all fours. According to the marks left on the ground, it can be judged that the monster's forelimbs are two pairs of powerful claws, with three fingers on the claws, and the back is a pair of huge hind legs that resemble horseshoes.

"It's said in the holy book." Ike's voice is getting louder and louder. "A monster will crawl out of the abyss, like a snake. It has eight heads, each with an unclean symbol painted. To fight evil, you must have a kind and pure heart, run away, mutant, hide back to your dark lair, and I will eliminate the evil here! This is about the dignity of the knight!" Ike beat him hard. The trees beside "Nothing can stop me!"

"Hi! Be careful!"

A mercenary exclaimed, not knowing what, the heavy object hanging on the tree branch, like a wagon of the druids, was crushed and the wheel collapsed and flew to a higher position.

But it was not stable. After the trunk shook, the wooden wheel fell straight down. Hearing a thump, the knight fell straight down.

"Well, I think there is still something that can stop him." Zelin shrugged and said to the mercenary next to him. "Now the dignity of the knight is already lying here, please lift him on the horse and take him back." Then, Hunter The demon hunter turned his attention back to the corpse.

"The pupils are dilated and his face is horrified. He must have seen something terrible... It's an illusion, it must be an illusion." Zelin thought that his anti-interference ability was good.

Another bad clue is that the monsters Zelin may face will use spells, at least illusions. Based on the existing information, the demon hunter can roughly infer the identity of the monster.

"Living in dense forests, swamps, and mud, on all fours, with a body length of more than two meters, powerful, and able to use spells such as illusions... This is impossible..." The demon hunter shook his head and found and stayed outside. Lattimore, looking around, "go back quickly and tell your employer to let everyone leave as soon as possible."

"Master, what's the problem?" Lattimore looked awkward. "If they leave, we will have no money."

"Listen, you can't get the money if you die. If your employer dies, you won't get the money either."

"Master, what monster is that?"

"You can call it Fendt, or Buckwich, but you can also use another common name --- Devil."

Demon, Zelin calls them Fendt. They may appear in many places, remote, uninhabited places. The behavior of these monsters shows that Fendt will avoid any creature, whether it is human or their kind, but here , In the forest northeast of Vizima, the capital of Tamoria, next to Baron La Valetti and Baron Velen, the largest forest farm in the kingdom, not only the city of Viervat, but also the city of Dorian Along this forest, there is the largest logging yard in Tamoria, providing timber for the king.

If it had existed, how could it have been safe and sound for so many years, and no problems had appeared until now. Even if there is a squirrel party in this forest, there should be no Fendt, unless something summons this creature.

Unbelievable.

"The mercenaries said that they saw a lot of corpses, and the demon hunters thought there were dangerous monsters here, and hoped that we could abandon this forest. They said it was, uh... a demon?"

The carriage was painted dark red, and there was plenty of space for two people to sit down comfortably without feeling crowded or discomfort. The glass window allows the passengers inside to see the situation outside, and the curtain can also block the window and block the peepers from outside. There was a small wooden table in the carriage on which was placed a plate of roasted meat sprinkled with pepper, and a bottle of wine from the south. The carriage perfectly blocks the cold outside, making the inside look warm and comfortable.