The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Zelin thought for a while and put the two swords behind his back on the inside of the door. No matter what happens in the room, he can retrieve his sword as soon as possible.

The mage made a please gesture to the demon hunter, then turned and left. Zelin listened to their footsteps, until he disappeared under the stairs, he turned around and pushed open the door.

"Welcome, friend from Seclusion Town."

The layout of the room is very simple, just like a living room that has been transformed into a relatively spacious guest room. There was only a table, a few wooden chairs, two cupboards against the wall, and the Ferrellton flag hanging on the wall. A female mage sat inside.

In this world, there are a lot of humans and elves, and it seems that there is no habit of slaughtering different races in the world of demon hunters. Although the ruling race of Saidas is human, and elves should not participate in politics, in ordinary life, you can see the shadow of non-human races everywhere.

"You are Archmage Fiona?"

"You don't even know me?" The mage asked unexpectedly, "My wanted warrant should have been posted to all the churches."

"If the Pope hadn't convened a peace meeting in the Holy Ash Temple, then this war would have nothing to do with the residents of Hermit Town." Zelin did not take the words of the archmage, but narrated a question that seemed to be related to her. The facts that are relevant, but actually have nothing to do with each other. No matter what traps in the words of the archmage, he can avoid them.

The mage pondered for a moment, and she gestured to the wooden chair beside her, motioning Zelin to sit down and talk.

Looking at Zelin, the mage suddenly smiled. "If you come out in a village known for being isolated from the outside world, you can recognize who I am at first sight. I might wonder if you are outside of Red Cliff. The spies sent by the Templars who camped."

"At least in the church in the hermit town, there is no warrant for you."

Hearing Zelin's words, the mage in front of him covered his mouth and chuckled. The demon hunter narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her with some doubts.

"Well, I can be sure that you are not a spy of the Knights Templar." The female mage took a deep breath and calmed herself down. "I am not Archmage Fiona, I am her assistant Kopaniya, out of insurance. For the sake of it, we must be cautious with strangers."

"If there is nothing to do with the archmage, please allow me to leave. I am still rushing to the village to the south to deliver the goods, and I have to go to Lorzelin." The demon hunter said blankly.

"Don't be angry, we do have something to ask you." The room was pushed open again, and an elf mage and a male human mage walked in.

"I just said, Fiona, you'd better not do this." The male mage complained to the elf mage. "The unwarranted vigilance against good people annoys other people."

"Reese, you should understand my caution. Besides, we can't judge a person's quality by our eyes alone." Archmage Fiona gestured to her assistant, and Kopaniya gave up her position, right. The archmage slightly bent over to pay tribute. Fiona sat in a chair, leaning forward slightly, looking at the demon hunter.

"So, you are Archmage Fiona? Not her other assistant?" Zelin leaned back on the back of the armchair. "Or another test?"

"I apologize for our temptation." The archmage leaned his wand on his shoulder and spread out his hand. "We are just going to ask you some questions. When it is over, we will give you some coins as compensation."

"I'll answer, as long as I know it." Zelin didn't need to be guilty with the side who still maintains the good will. He now sees some trends. The apostate mage is not a monolithic piece in his imagination. They should have split. The one who smashed the blood with the Templars outside was one faction, while the wizards who stayed steadily in Red Cliff were another faction. As for the wizards in the Holy Ash Temple, Warrick called them conservatives.

Radicals, neutrals, and conservatives, the standard way of splitting.

"You come from the town of Recluse, has Lucius the Seeker, the leader of the Templars, arrived at the Temple of Ash?"

"I have never heard of the arrival of Lucius the Seeker. There is a Seeker in the Holy Ash Temple, Cassandra the Seeker."

"Cassandra is the right hand of the Pope. She is normal in the Holy Ash Temple." Fiona and Ries glanced at each other. "The Templars don't believe in this peace talk?"

"Evangeline told me that the corruption and contradictions within the Knights Templar may cause them to ignore this peace talk, or disrupt the peace conference, or even do some dangerous things." Reese said to Fiona. She said that the Knights Templar and the Truth Seekers became a bit...too bigoted."

"When the secrets they guarded against are discovered, they will show their original lunatic appearance, just like the previous seeker leader Lambert announced that he has begun to slaughter the wizard." Archmage Fiona snorted. Zelin just looked at them, but he paid attention to Fiona's words. In the dialogue between the two wizards in front of him, the demon hunter suspected that there might be other inside stories in this holy law war.

"Why are you looking for Hawk, the defender of Kirkwall?" Fiona asked the second question.

"This is the entrustment of Cassandra the Seeker." Zelin didn't need to keep anything. After all, Cassandra wanted this news to be passed on. If the crowd who were also mages with Hawk knew that the Pope was looking for Hawk, I hope she can contribute to the peace conference. The effect may be more effective than the hunter’s search. "She thinks that Hawke would stand on the side of the mages during Kirkwall’s turmoil. If Hawke attends The Peace Conference should convince the mages of the Pope’s sincerity to mediate."

"Will the seeker explain to you in such detail?" Fiona raised her eyebrows, and Reese showed such an expression as expected.

"In fact, Cassandra the Seeker recruited a new armed force to serve the church and to maintain the security and stability of the Holy Ash Temple during the Peace Conference. Many of those who joined were from the town of Seclusion. Min." Zelin still did not elaborate on his origins, but used a very misleading sentence "The commander of this team is Kirkwall’s former Templar Captain Kulun, and Kulun thinks I can help him. Training recruits, sometimes I will chat with him, so I may know a little bit more."

"So you are a good swordsman?" Fiona looked at the two swords at the door. "And a spare sword?"

"Be prepared." Zelin shrugged. "The road is very unsafe. Robbers, Templars and wizards are all troubles, right? I was almost attacked by two crazy wizards this morning."

The archmage pondered for a while, and she slowly said, "When you return to the Holy Ash Temple, please convey to Cassandra the Seeker for me. I hope she can tell His Majesty the Pope that the mages support the peace talks and we will determine the way. After being ambushed and attacked by the Knights Templar, I will go to the Holy Ash Temple. It may be later, take this."

Fiona took out a badge with a creature resembling a griffin. "I used to be the guardian of the gray robe. Among all the chief wizards, only my badge has the griffon emblem representing the guardian of the gray robe. Take it to meet the representatives of the mages who have arrived in Hermit Town and tell them to pay tribute to the Pope on my behalf."

Zelin took the badge, looked at both the front and back, and put it in his pocket "I will."

Fiona stood up, but another senior wizard was still sitting in her seat. "Reese, is there anything else for you?"

"Yes, I want to know more." Reese said to Fiona. "I have some friends over there."

"Well, tonight, Baron Tigan is hosting a banquet. You should also go there. It's best to bring Evangeline with us. We'd better have a good relationship with Baron Tigan."

After all, Fiona left with her assistant Kopaniya. After the door closed, Reese coughed slightly and cleared his throat. Zelin looked at the senior wizard in front of him. He was obviously not simply asking about his friend's situation.

"My friend is a former Templar, Evangeline. She has some aristocratic friends in Oles. She received a strange news that the Templars are rebuilding their old abandoned fortress, Serfalin. Fortress, and Seeker leader Lucius has recently undergone some strange changes. Please tell the Pope so that she must be careful of the Templars."

"No problem, I will tell the Pope directly this news." Zelin nodded.

The first thousand and sixty-seven chapters of Luo Zelin in the setting sun

The rest is much easier.

Zelin carried the medical potion and elven root needed by the godmother Giselle to the village south of Red Cliff. The conflict wounded many refugees, and the battle between the Templars and radical mages who chased the apostate mages to the Hinterlands turned the west avenue into a battlefield, and these refugees were forced to stay here. The demon hunter promised the godmother Giselle that if he returned to the reclusive town, he would tell the pope about the dilemma that people face here, and asked the pope to send some forces to help the refugees and defend the road.

Due to the sudden outbreak of fighting, Zelin chose to change to Lorzelin. He will go south first, bypass this battlefield, and then turn west. Fortunately, Lorzerin is not too far away from the Hinterlands. It only takes five days to follow the avenue and he can see the branch road leading to Lorzerin on the King’s Road.

Lorzerin is close to the Kokari Wasteland, where the fifth plague broke out, and where the famous Osgart Fortress is located. During the Battle of Osgat, Ferrellden’s last king, Kellan, and half of his army died here. Together with the king, there were also Ferrellden’s gray-robed guardian commander Duncan, and Fei Almost all gray-robed guardians in Raelden. And after that battle, the dark descendants rushed out of the wasteland, and Lorzelin, as a village outside the wasteland, naturally couldn't escape the poisonous hands.

After leaving the avenue, the demon hunters can still see the traces left by the plague ten years ago. The scorched land is as if some kind of highly toxic substance has already penetrated into the earth. A large area of ​​land has no grass, and the surviving trees only leave bare branches, as if a dying person is reaching out to the sky desperately. Compared with the emerald green hills of the Hinterlands, the vicinity of Lorzerin looked lifeless, but it is said that this has been greatly improved compared to when the Great Demon was just defeated nine years ago and the Darkborn faded. It was not until five years ago that the residents who fled the area returned to their homes and rebuilt the towns destroyed by the Darkborn.

"Hi, traveler, what are you looking around?"

On the afternoon of the fifth day, Zelin saw the cooking smoke in Luo Zelin Village. The sunset spread over the village and town, giving this village, which still has many ruins and debris, a sense of depression.

"If you are worried about the war between the Templars and the wizards, then you can rest assured in Lorzerin, because they will not be interested in this deserted place."

On the outskirts of the village, the demon hunter saw a person dressed as a monk, a bald old monk. This village is no different from other places. A church, a few monks, a grocery store and a hotel are all around. The cottages near the church and the villagers working on the riverside and in the farmland outside the village are all in Lorzelin.

"This wasteland always reminds me of some bad things." Zelin nodded to the monk in front of him. It must have been a long time since no outsiders arrived in this village. The demon hunter saw outside for a while, but didn’t see anything like a town hall. Taking into account the habits here, he decided to go to the local church first to inquire about the message "Sorry, I’m a traveler, I’m here. Come find someone."

"Looking for someone?"

"Yes, a person who lived here in the past." Zelin recalled his knowledge of Hawke's materials in his mind. Back to my hometown, so I'm here to ask, who is the mayor of Lorzelin?"

"There is no mayor here, and the place of Lorzerin may not be on the king's map." The monk smiled bitterly. "Actually, we don't know how many people escaped alive when the plague broke out ten years ago. Many people didn't. There is time to escape from the dark-born army. You may be able to find out from other people. There are only more than 20 households in Luo Zelin. If there are outsiders, other people should know it very well. And if anyone plans to If you live here, it’s not a good choice. Only some of the people who miss their hometown the most come back after the pandemic is over. I think the friend you are looking for may just pass by here and then go to other places."

"Do you know that there is a family named Hawk living here?" Zelin asked the monk. "They ran away ten years ago, and they survived. Or, where is Hawk's house in the past."

"Perhaps on the other side of King's Avenue, that was the place where Lorzerin had the most population before it was destroyed." The old monk raised his hand and pointed to the other end of the road. Go up, because too many people died on the ruins, which is now a cemetery."

Ze Lin followed the monk’s fingers and looked at it. The other side of the avenue looked deserted. The ruins there were not even cleaned up by many people. There were some tombstones erected among the ruins, which should have been erected by the residents who later returned here for their relatives who died. Down. Now there is the somewhat worn-out flag of the church erected there, and the monks have erected a memorial there to commemorate the people who died in the plague.

"Thank you, I will go take a look."

"Be careful. Some time ago someone saw there were wolves and holes dug by giant spiders." The old monk warned to the demon hunter, "I suggest you don't go there at night. The places polluted by the dark descendants are always troublesome. , Maybe there will be werewolves. By the way, I heard that near the forest, there are some bears corrupted by the Darkborn. No one dares to go. Androst guides us, and only ten years after the Darkborn leaves this land. In the year, there may be some filthy things left behind."