The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Gnaiya turned her head in the direction of the sound.

"Dixcher, Zelin's friend, I went out with him the other day. I remember you and him are friends or travelers together?" The spy chief nodded slightly to the Dragonborn. "Where is Zelin, I thought he would definitely come to participate in this big bet."

Gnaiya narrowed her eyes slightly, and asked, "Are you the one who took him to the brothel to drink a few days ago?"

"Yes, but I don't see the Demon Hunter now, he didn't come?" Dixcher didn't seem to be interested in the hostility in the words, it seemed that he was also one of the production and competition personnel. Not only him, there are many people nearby, who obviously don't seem to play Gwent cards, also come to participate in this game.

"He...he has something, I guess he won't be able to come."

"He left Novigrad?" Dixcher's voice was a little surprised, but Gnaiya didn't seem to want to get entangled in this regard.

"No, if you want to find him, wait until the evening and he will come back. Also, what are you looking for? If you want to find him again for a drink in a brothel, he won't go."

In response to Gnaiya's icy answer, the spy chief was taken aback for a while, and then showed an expression of understanding.

"Uh, this is really interesting. I'm sorry I didn't understand your relationship at the beginning. A demon hunter and an ordinary girl, weird, weird."

There was a low voice from the dragonborn's throat, but Dixcher had turned his attention to the other side, and he lowered his head to talk to a bald but not fierce man. And Amelia’s attention has always been on the platform. Of course, as for where she puts her attention, it is estimated that only she alone knows.

"I am very happy that so many people can participate in this competition. There are so many respectable gentlemen in Novigrad, and friends from outside of Novigrad. For this competition, We still follow the customs of the past and only have the simplest ones." Edmund stretched out a finger.

"First, no fights; second, no cheating; third, no magic. Anyone who violates the rules will be disqualified. Today is the first day of the game. Given everyone’s enthusiasm and the number of participants, we will The first round of draws will be held on the Plaza of the Masters. Today’s winners will go to my cruise ship tomorrow for the final finals. Now, I announce that the competition has begun. Let’s start the draw. I wish you all a good time."

When the voice fell, the leader square immediately became lively.

The first thousand two hundred and two chapters of darkness under the fire

The villa is built on the edge of Novigrad, the lower Biz area of ​​Liberty City is located on the plain at the edge of the Ponta River estuary, together with the port. The upper area is located on a towering cliff. Together with the Temple Island and the City Hall, the entire city presents a large height difference. Therefore, the city seems easy to defend and difficult to attack. Unless the attacking party can surround the city on land and sea at the same time, no one can besie it. Novigrad is known for being the largest fleet in the North. . Even if the city is surrounded on land, Novigrad can still get a steady stream of supplies and support through the waterway.

So not only is there no city wall on the side of the cliff, there are no city guards either. This is the safest place in the city, not only because of the upper zone, but also because few people can climb the cliffs tens of meters below to get here.

Of course, Zelin didn't plan to challenge the cliff.

What he has to do is go around behind.

The places near the cliffs are generally built as gardens, and the fences established are more to prevent people from falling while standing on the edge of the garden, rather than preventing people from climbing up from below. This is a bit difficult. Zelin tied his waist with a twine and then tied it to a tree on the edge of the cliff. Following the skills learned in the past, he quickly found some places on the cliff where he could step on, and climbed into the backyard of the villa through this imperceptible road.

The gravel on the ground caused him some trouble. These gravel chips made it difficult for him to grab the edge of the cliff and climb up. Fortunately, he also had a tether hook on his body. Since the incident with Yanan's small fishing boat, he has always carried this kind of props to prevent him from encountering a dangerous situation that he can't grasp at a short distance in the future.

Pat the dust on the clothes. Zelin squatted down and looked around at the surrounding environment. He held his breath, but the demon hunter's ears did not hear anyone talking or walking. Maybe there is no one in this house, maybe he hasn't found it yet, but he must search the house as soon as possible, and if not, go to the next target quickly.

Although his instinct tells him, the goal is here.

This house is built in the same style as other villas in Novigrad, showing that it looks like a two-story house and a loft, behind it is a garden and pavilion. When he was about to walk out of the garden, the demon hunter heard a sound of conversation from far to near.

"I heard that a lot of people are participating in big gambling rounds. Think about it, one hundred kronor, one win can take away one person's registration fee, as long as you win one round you don’t lose, you win two rounds and you can earn your hand. If you happen to meet an outsider, you can earn years of wages."

"So?"

"My friends have all gone to play cards, but I'm still guarding the house here."

"Are you really stupid or fake? Do you think this big gambling game is so simple? Novigrad has all the deceptive characters. I heard the news privately that this time it is not pure gambling, and the gambling chips are not small. "

"Huh?"

"I have said so clearly, you still don't understand, don't join in the fun, especially everyone can see the benefits of the fun."

While talking, the two guards walked over from the side of the house and walked into the garden. Their figures quickly disappeared behind the bushes and the marble fountain. The figure of the demon hunter has disappeared, leaving only the unclosed second floor windows.

Seeing the guard disappeared completely, Zelin gently closed the window on the second floor balcony. The words of the guard, and what Dixcher told him before, this big bet is not that simple. It now seems that some people in Novigrad are trying to brew something, but their fight for power has nothing to do with the hunter. No matter who has the upper hand in this battle, it is not as important as fighting the plague.

There has been no one living in the house for a long time. There is a stale smell inside. The ground is covered with a layer of ashes. When Zelin stepped in from the window, his feet fell on the ground and immediately raised a cloud of soot. . He covered the tip of his nose and frowned slightly. The rotten smell of dust and wood covered almost everything, and he paced from house to house, looking for any suspicious signs. But unfortunately, he didn't find anything of value except for the wooden cabinets, tables, chairs, and beds. It seems that every room is left with furniture and dust that no one uses.

Zelin stood in the unmanned hall, and suddenly he found another unusual smell in the smell of dust and dead wood.

"The smell of incense? Lavender?...What is this?"

He frowned slightly, the looming fragrance smell was so weak that he thought he might smell the garden flowers floating in the window. If it weren't for the mutation of the trial of grass, he might not have noticed it at all. He followed this subtle smell to the second floor. He had checked the rooms on the second floor, but at this time he thought about what he had overlooked.

The attic at the top is generally full of debris, and the space is small. He looked for it on the second floor, and finally found a wooden ladder in the room where debris was piled at the end of the corridor.

This should allow him to climb up.

The patrol soldier outside walked by again, and he heard the sound of pushing the door open from the lobby on the first floor below.

"Hurry up and clean up the house. All the houses that are not locked must be cleaned. Don't touch the locked rooms. They are the places that the owner has confessed and are not allowed to go."

"Don't think about stealing, we will watch you nearby while you are cleaning."

The answer to the two guards was a slightly tired voice from a woman.

"I will never steal, I will start cleaning now."

It is a servant hired to clean up. This is not a good thing. Zelin is not afraid of the two guards. He can stun them before the other responds, but it means stunning the snake. Before everything is clear, people in the dark. More advantages. Moreover, he didn't want to be involved in Novigrad's fight for power because of his investigation of the plague ship.

The door of the attic was locked, so he solved the trouble with an ebony blade. Throwing the iron rope into his parcel, he climbed up the attic along the ladder, and the sound of cleaning outside still remained in the living room on the first floor. The large amount of dust and debris in the house helped him. The cleaning work is not so easy. Give him enough time.

Maybe not much, but it was enough for him.

He cautiously pushed aside the attic and put his head up, the smell of incense became more obvious. The next moment, a pair of cold and stiff hands pinched his neck.

Chapter 1203 The Cursed Man

There was a muffled snort in the demon hunter's throat. The cold backbone's hand pinched his neck and was constantly shrinking. He could feel the strength from his arms. A pair of slender arms, but as powerful as a beast. Zelin grabbed the arm with his backhand, and a woman with a pale face was lying on the attic, grinning with slightly yellow teeth with some brown liquid remaining. Her arms were violent with blue veins, and her skin was bloodless. The corpse just dug out from the tomb had bloodshot eyes underneath the slightly pale hazel hair. Not to mention the cold body temperature. For a normal person, it might be dead.

Zelin didn't back down, and this was not the time to back down. He grabbed the opponent's two arms and slammed up, and jumped into the attic with the force of his legs. The opponent's strength was great, but her body was as light as an ordinary woman, so she was led by a demon hunter and fell back into the attic.

A soldier on the first floor raised his head, looked left and right, and asked to himself "What sound is this?"

"Mouse?" Another soldier shook his head and called to the servant who was wiping the tables and chairs in the hall. "Hey, you, when you finish cleaning, remember to catch a mouse."

"Mouse?!" the servant asked in a shrill voice of surprise, almost throwing the tray out of his hand. "No, please, don't throw me where there are mice, I hate those little monsters crawling around!"

Monster.

At least they are right.

The size of the attic is so small that an adult must bend down to stay in it. The weight of this weird woman's body was completely inconsistent with her strength, and the demon hunter had to use all his strength to break free from her arm, and in turn pressed her against the wooden board. She has very few clothes, like just stitching some cloth strips together, exposing large areas of pale gray skin.

"Stop, I'm not malicious!"

The sound did not have any effect. There was only madness in the woman's blood-stained eyes. She opened her mouth to bite Zelin's shoulder and neck, but only the hard leather that she bit into, making a squeaky sound. Zelin didn't know why there was such a creature in the attic of this uninhabited villa, but this did not prevent him from coming up with countermeasures, otherwise it would soon alarm other people in the house.

Zelin turned over, and the woman's fingernail scratched his side face, leaving several blood stains on it. He changed positions with her, walked around behind her, and then tightened the woman's neck tightly with his arm.

The woman turned her back to him, and she kept wanting to turn her head, her arms waved back frantically, and the demon hunter had to sway her head from side to side to avoid her fingers with bloodshot nails. At the beginning, the opponent struggled fiercely. Both legs kept kicking, but she didn’t wear shoes. Kicking on Zelin didn’t affect him in any way. She could only do her best to twist her arms back, and the human body The shoulder joints in the structure became her biggest obstacle.

Then, her struggle began to weaken, and there was a gurgling sound in her throat, and her arm began to change from the demon hunter who strangled her behind her back to grasping Zelin's arm, trying to break the tightening arm apart.