From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Judd Carradine never chose the life of a witcher, and he's tired of it.

Because of the so-called "law of accident" guided by fate, Judd was sent by his father like a lunatic cat to send a demon hunter like a cargo, and he began his tormented life from then on.

The protracted sword training has added countless scars to Judd's body; the grass trial, potions and poisons that cannot be tolerated by humans have devastated his spirit to pieces.

Sword training produced corpses, potion modification produced corpses, and finally Judd looked around and saw that there was no new person beside him.

He became the only demon hunter of that generation who succeeded in the green grass trial. Later he learned that this is a common thing, and more common is the trial of no one who succeeds.

What's more frightening is that Judd realized that in this crazy and repressed life, he gradually became the kind of lunatic he hated. Be extreme, reckless, aggressive, violent.

The witcher's potions always have various side effects. The side effect of the cat school is the destruction of the spirit. The potion enters the brain, which abounds in extreme lunatics.

After leaving the cat school's castle, Judd used his remaining rationality to think about his future. He never chose a witcher, nor did he want to choose a witcher.

Judd was inspired by the bandit group he encountered in his spare time, but he wanted to form a bigger one. Judd quickly began to recruit robbers to form his own team after receiving several witcher commissions.

And what Judd wanted was not such a low-level bandit group, what he wanted was a caravan, a team that could provide him with enough funds steadily and allow him to live a peaceful life.

So Judd's gang grew bigger and bigger, accompanied by extremely rapid personnel changes. At the same time, in order to speed up the accumulation of funds, he swung a knife to seize property from the weaker as a bandit group, and prayed for wealth to the strong as a mercenary.

The funds piled up quickly, and Judd did have some business sense, and if he hadn't become a witcher, he might have become a good businessman.

This time it turned out to be the last vote in Judd's plan as a bandit group. He picked up a powerful wizard who was hundreds of years old and smuggled an important spell-casting material for him.

He lost the spell-casting material now.

Judd lurked in the bushes, watching the noble boy by the campfire send out all the soldiers and leave him alone. He held a clear crystal the size of a fist in his hand, threw it up and caught it again, like a toy.

Judd's eyes lit up with every move of Lane, the toy-like thing in that kid's hand was his future!

When the scattered soldiers go a little farther and disperse a little more, I will pounce on this kid and slit his throat!

Suddenly, probably because it was too inconvenient to be flexible while wearing armor, the boy let go.

The crystal and the palm brushed past each other and fell to the ground, twirling and bouncing into...the bonfire.

The young man seemed to be stunned for a moment, looked at the palm of his hand, looked at the location where the crystal fell, and looked at the bonfire, but he didn't seem to react, and he seemed to think that the result was too funny.

Then, he made a helpless gesture.

After that, it doesn't matter.

Crystals crackled and burned in the campfire.

he does not! Tube! up!

"Stinky boy!" A non-human angry roar sounded from the depths of the jungle, and Judd jumped out like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Lann immediately pulled out the long sword beside him, and just as he was parrying, he felt a surging force pouring down on the spine of his sword.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang" sounded successive collisions, and I saw Judd almost waving the long sword in his hand into the wind, and at the same time accompanied by the steps and rotations of butterflies piercing flowers, every time he turned around, he was preparing for the next one. Every time he turned around, he brought a series of slashes again.

In the dark night, it was like a big windmill constantly bursting out with sparks, and he danced!

Lann recognized the move used by the opponent at a glance, it was a late move of the Demon Hunter [Light Strike] series, even a big move!

[Whirling Sword Dance]: A spinning attack that can attack all nearby enemies. Sustained attacks consume energy and adrenaline. Adrenaline Toxin Increase: +5%. 5/5

This is a skill that needs to be activated by investing 20 skill points in [Combat] skills, and it is also a watershed skill for melee demon hunters. With this skill, demon hunters finally have a "one set" in sword skills. Take away the opposite" ability.

Seeing that the witcher in front of him could hardly stop once he turned around, Lan En decisively let go of the long sword in his hand, rolled his body backwards, and fell into the fire.

The demon hunter's sword dance continued, slashing at Lan's armor like clanging iron, without breaking the defense.

The heavy armor smashed into the burning bonfire, and hot sawdust scattered in all directions, forcing the witcher a few steps away.

Lan pulled back his visor, tossed the crystal he picked up from the fire, and cast a provocative glance at the demon hunter opposite.

He also has skills, and they are skills that the opponent has no way to learn!

[Mountainless]: When dodging, the damage value of the attack is reduced by 80%. Adrenaline Toxin Increase: +4%. (4/5)

Judd didn't think about it so much, he just thought that the armor worn by the noble boy opposite was too thick. The cat school has always been bad at piercing armor, so it's normal that they can't cut it.

"Boy, hand over the crystal in your hand, I will leave right away, the fight between us is meaningless."

"It makes sense." Lann pulled out another long sword from the side of the bonfire. This was his camp, and he had already arranged weapons around him.

"Meaning? Kid, do you know who I am?"

With the help of the flickering firelight, Lan saw the cat's head necklace on the chest of the other party, and he felt a little relieved. As early as Lane knew that the leader of the thieves group was a demon hunter, Lane had guessed that among all the demon hunters, only the cat school could do such a thing.

The cat school is rich in assassins, good at swords, likes to wear light armor, and has no ability to break armor. In the game, there is a joke of "dancing, the enemy will not die or die", Lann put on a knight's full armor to guard against them.

Moreover, according to Lan En's observation, the opponent did not release the seal after coming up. What he was most afraid of was that the opponent raised his hand to smear his face with fire or hypnotize him mentally.

Now is the best situation. The demon hunters in this world are not as perverted as in the game. Instead, they are like a combination of novels and American dramas. Demon hunters are closer to the "warrior" position.

Extraordinary, but not that extraordinary. Can fight!

Out of courtesy, it's time to say a few harsh words.

"I will know who you are later." Lan En said, "The question now is, do you know who I am!"