God-level Demon Hunter

In the severe pain, it regained its senses and turned around, and a light green inverted triangle seal was reflected in its pupils again, making it stunned in place.

Roy under the rock suddenly took a deep breath, clasped his ten toes and leaped vigorously, like a big preying cat soaring into the air, leaping over its side, and the blade of the sword lying in front of him like a plow went from top to bottom—— A slash, with all the strength and inertia of falling.

A crisp sound.

The blade sliced ​​into the back of the neck, but was caught in the middle by a hard bone.

The monster entrenched on the stone roared suddenly, with a strange red light emitting from its body, and its withered life soared rapidly—it jumped down, and its sharp claws swung towards the chest of the attacker.

The latter lightly touched the ground with his toes, quickly retreated to avoid the pounce, and a cold light appeared in his eyes—shock!

In an instant, countless waving blood-colored tentacles were reflected in the ghoul's dark pupils, as if they had drilled out of the void, tightly entangled it, making it difficult to move.

The wind blows.

The silver sword emerged from the demon hunter's palm, and the muscles under the leather armor bulged. For the third time, he slashed at the same position——a dark red blood light flashed in the dark cave.

The next moment, Dou Da's head flew away and rolled to the feet of the demon hunter.

With blood splattered around its neck, the headless corpse fell heavily to the ground.

"Kill a ghoul, experience +100... Demon Hunter Lv5 (2850/2500)"

"Huh..." Roy shook his wrist, shaking off the blood on the silver blade, and his cold expression slowly thawed.

The entire battle lasted less than ten seconds, and his goal was very clear from the very beginning, to attack the Achilles' heel, and never give the ghoul time to recover.Facts have proved that his strategy is correct, coupled with the first opportunity, he won the battle.

But in retrospect, he was a little bit unfulfilled, he was used to the days of being brutally abused by Oakes.

Roy laughed at himself, squatted down and expertly dissected the ghoul, and was pleasantly surprised to find a common-level red mutation inducer, which was one step closer to an intermediate-level demon hunter, and the ten monsters that needed to be killed also changed. 3/10.

After dealing with the ghouls, he swept the entire cave again, and accidentally found several clusters of herbs, such as datura, big-leaved vine, and heart-breathing grass.

In addition, the bones of various animals are piled up around the cave: deer, roe deer, wild dogs, and even two unlucky humans.

In addition, he also found two huge buffalo-like skeletons close together in the cave... Judging from the long beak on the head, hook-like claws and tail on the corpse, it should be the little lion Eagle's parents.

As for the cause of death, one of them had multiple severe fractures on his body, perhaps because he fell from a high altitude due to special circumstances during the flight, and then died of serious injuries.

The other skull was shattered, and Roy used the witcher's senses to find a dried blood stain with feathers on the wall next to the corpse, and a very matching crack, which proved that it was a suicide.

The dark golden pupils revealed a look of regret,

"Unswerving love until death...Griffins are indeed the most loyal animals, but you just leave the children alone, okay?"

Suicide can certainly fulfill love, but their children will be unlucky, if it is not just happened to be hit by the Galal brothers——

The ghoul was obviously attracted to the cave by the rotting flesh of the two griffins, and if Galar hadn't taken the young griffin away, the latter would have suffered sooner or later.

……

"Hadavar... brother... I'm sorry for you, I'm a big bastard, a coward!" Galar knelt down in front of a human skeleton wrapped in a blue cotton armor, and behind him lay a ghoul A headless corpse riddled with holes, "I don't ask for your forgiveness, but I swear that I will obey your wishes and give you a glorious sea burial!"

"Bang, bang, bang!" Galar slammed his head several times on the corpse in front of him, his forehead became red and tears flowed down his face.

He sobbed a few times, deep guilt appeared on his face, followed by relief,

"Master Roy, when I return to the city, I will pay you immediately."

"Don't worry... Actually, you can continue to hold the rare animal exhibition in Sintra." Due to lack of willpower, Roy couldn't forcefully domesticate the little griffin, and it was extremely inconvenient to take it with him, so he had to find a nanny temporarily.

"Are you serious, master?" Galar didn't understand what the other party meant.

"All the money earned from the exhibition is yours, but you have to be responsible for the little guy's food, and you must not treat it badly!" Roy explained, "I will come to check often, and pick it up when I am fully prepared. How, Is there a problem?"

"Then, I will do as you said!" Galal agreed immediately. After all, guarding a booth to make money is much easier than other jobs. "Master, don't worry, I will take good care of it!"

"Don't play tricks, or you will end up worse than a ghoul! And remember, reinforce all the cages, don't let it come out and hurt people! Tomorrow, tomorrow I will go to the market to see it."

As for now, the witcher is going to clean up the herbs in the cave.

……

When Galal returned to the city with his brother's remains in his arms, his expression was still a bit dazed...

So much happened in one day, the witcher was commissioned to slay the ghouls, the remains of his brother were collected, and the young griffin was lost, albeit only temporarily.

But it's all like a dream.

It wasn't over yet, when he returned to the tent, the girl in the yellow dress who had questioned him suddenly appeared and smiled at him, with curiosity shining in her dark eyes.

"Your name is Galar, right? Can you tell me what you did with the witcher this morning?"

Chapter 8 Conversation in the Castle

Sintra Castle.

In a room with flickering lights, a petite figure sat by the window sill, while swinging two white lotus-like calves, while looking at the crowd of people walking like ants in the road extending in all directions below the castle.

Under the mouse-gray hair, her beautiful big green eyes were full of distress and irritability, "Halma, Keris... where are you? I miss you." In her soft whisper, her thin shoulders She trembled, then covered her face and sobbed.

"Oh! Hell!"

The sound of hurried footsteps came from far to near, and a sudden person suddenly grabbed her from behind and hugged her from the window sill.

"Little Xi Rui, how can I tell you? Don't sit in such a dangerous place..." The woman looked about forty years old, with beautiful features, fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes but still charming, her voice She was also extremely gentle, "Now our grandparents and grandchildren depend on each other for life, if something happens to you again, how will I survive?"

She was wearing a graceful and luxurious court dress, with a pair of emerald-like eyes, but the clear nasolabial folds between her cheeks made her look a little serious, and her thin lips and high nose bridge added to her charm. Three points mean.

"Put me down..." The girl snorted softly like a small animal, and her strong nasal voice made her words look more like a baby.

Hearing this, the latter held her shoulders and straightened the girl's body.Two pairs of unusually similar beautiful eyes looked at each other, neither of them was willing to back away.

"Grandmother is worried about you, Ciri. Promise me not to risk climbing onto the windowsill again."

"No," the girl said stubbornly with her innocent face raised, "I grew up in Skellige, and Uncle Kratch told me to be a petrel in the sea, not a canary in a cage You put me under house arrest and won't let me go anywhere, and now you want to deprive me of my last pleasure?"

"As long as you swear to me, don't try to escape again." The woman sighed, "Grandma will give you freedom."

"As long as you promise me, don't let me marry that little chubby!" The girl retorted, "Ciri won't run away!"

"Enough!" Calanthe yelled suddenly and stood up, with an angry blush on his face, like a thunderstorm cloud suddenly appearing in the clear sea, the majesty of the long-standing superiority instantly shocked the petite figure opposite, The girl lowered her head in silence.

"Siri, grandma knows that you are not in a good mood these days." The woman's voice became cold, "But as the princess of Sintra, you should take responsibility for this country and share the worries for grandma, so stop making trouble for no reason. !"

"But..." the girl murmured imperceptibly, "I have already made an appointment with Halma, and I will marry him in the future..."

"Nonsense, you are nonsense, you can't count!"

"I can't count how to do it? Keris' witness, Pavetta... Pavetta also agreed." As she spoke, the girl's voice suddenly weakened, her eyes flushed.

Calanthe restrained her anger in an instant, and said regretfully, "Grandmother promised Pavetta that she would find you a good home. Siri, you have also heard fairy tales about princes and princesses. As the princess of Cintra, With your noble status, only a prince of a country is worthy to be your fiancé. Christine of Verdon is the most suitable candidate."

The woman comforted, "Don't look at Christine who is fatter now, but he is still a child just like you. In a few years, he will definitely grow into a handsome and kind prince."

"That made him look good before he came to get engaged to me." Shirley stomped her feet and replied angrily.

She didn't realize the consequences of what she did.

Annoyed soon, Calanthe asked the soldiers to completely seal up the windows of her room, and then locked the little person alone with a pile of dolls and books.

"During this time, you just stay in your room and reflect on yourself. When the day comes, whether you want to or not, you have to go!"

Leaving this sentence behind, Calanthe left without hesitation and swiftly—the lioness of Cintra almost never bows to anyone, even her own granddaughter.

"Hmph!" Shirley stared at her back and nibbled a few times like a cat, then picked up a thick book and threw it on the bed viciously, knocking over a bunch of dolls.

"boring!"

Girls who grew up in Skellige spent all their time with their friends skating, running, and crabbing. They were not interested in books or lifeless dolls on the bed.

She lay on the bed and shook her calf boredly. After an unknown amount of time, just when Shirley was about to fall asleep in a daze, there was a sudden sound of the door opening behind her, and she jumped up from the bed in a burst of energy.

"Aimee, my good sister, you are finally here!"

"Be gentle, my princess, be careful not to fall." The girl in the yellow dress hugged the girl with a smile, and took her hand to the bedside.

"Why are the windows locked, and you've offended the queen again?" The girl scratched Xili's delicate nose in amused manner, and the latter rubbed it coquettishly in her arms, "She forced me to marry that fat man again! I disagree!"

"Actually..." The girl's expression darkened slightly, "The queen is also forced to do so, and the pressure on her from the south is increasing... Sorry, I shouldn't talk to you about this."

"Tell me quickly..." Little Xili excitedly held the girl's gentle palm, "Today is the Summer Solstice Festival, did you encounter any interesting things outside, let me relieve my boredom."

"It really happened today!" Next, the girl in the yellow skirt described what happened in the market square of Sintra to the little girl vividly.

"Petrified lizard?"

"Griffin?"

"Witcher?"

"My God! The witcher tamed the griffin!"

"And killed the ghoul for the horse-faced man?"

Hearing a burst of yelling, Shirley blushed with excitement, and then pounded the bed with her white and tender fists in frustration, wishing she could personally participate in the scene at that time.

"Tell me quickly, what does a witcher look like? Is it the weirdness in the legend? White hair, eyes like those of wild beasts?"

The girl shook her head, "These folk tales are exaggerated and intentionally vilify the demon hunter. That Your Excellency looks like a normal person, with two eyes and one mouth. But the eyes are indeed different from ordinary people, they are dark gold."

"My eyes are different from everyone else!"

Ciri with emerald green eyes couldn't help feeling a little fond of the witcher.

"Your eyes are prettier. But that young witcher is not bad-looking, too. He's very pleasing to the eye."

"It was he who tamed the griffin beast? Didn't it mean that griffins would never submit?"

"It's just a young and weak griffin." The girl corrected, "Maybe its fighting power is not as good as that of a wolf, and it hasn't learned the loyalty of its parents."

Ciri said seriously, "But those are also griffins, not cats, dogs, cattle, sheep, and bears. Many uncles who look like iron buckets I know in Skellige have never killed griffins. The young witcher It is not an exaggeration to call him a warrior."

"You mentioned just now," Ciri nervously grabbed the girl's catkin, "that witcher helped the horse-faced man kill the ghoul and avenged his brother?"

The girl nodded.

A gleam of joy flashed across Ciri's face, "So, that demon hunter is a warrior with a sense of justice, he is simply the rescuer sent to me by Goddess Freya! My good sister—"

Ciri stared straight at the girl with sparkling eyes, "Can you let them save a princess who is imprisoned in the palace?"

As she said that, she couldn't wait to jump out of bed, took out a large handful of jewelry from the drawer of the dressing table, and held it in front of the girl, "I can give them a lot of money...a big commission!"

Ciri raised her little head after finishing speaking, and said with a sullen face, "And I, the princess of Cintra, the heir to Skellige, will grant him the status of knight."

"Haha!" Aimee couldn't help laughing.

As the child of the royal minister of Cintra, colluded with the demon hunters, and robbed the princess who was about to leave for engagement under the eyes of Calanthe?He will definitely be beheaded by Calanthe!

She just took it as a joke.

"My little princess... giggling... you really dare to think that the Queen's status in the whole of Sintra is supreme, and it's impossible for a demon hunter to be so stupid as to offend His Majesty's majesty."

"Sister Aimee, are you just watching little Xi Rui marry that stinky and ugly fat man?"

"You haven't seen Prince Christine yet, why do you think he stinks?" Aimee waved her hand, lifted her skirt and walked towards the door,

"Okay, little princess, that's all for today's chat, and I'll see you again when I hear more interesting stories!"

Shirley watched his leaving back, with a sly look in his eyes.

"There will always be a way." She clearly remembered that her mother Paveta had said many good things about the witcher, so she put her hands on her hips and said to herself,

"Since the witcher has helped my parents, why can't he save me once?"

"Hmph! Tell Calanthe to invite him over! If you don't agree, I won't meet that little fat man! Just do it!"

……

At almost the same time, northeast of Sintra, on the other side of the Yaruga River, a white-haired witcher led the mare Rocky to Brugge's palace, where a major commission was waiting for him.

Stepping on the high steps, suddenly a gust of wind blew over his vicissitudes of the cheek, and his left eye jumped for no reason.

"what is it then?"

He inexplicably felt that something important would happen to him next.

Chapter 9 Another Girl

In a tent in the middle of the market.

A little monster with the head and claws of a vulture, the body and tail of a lion, is squatting quietly outside the big dark iron cage, its bright and energetic eyes are staring at the opposite side without blinking, showing a trace of uneasiness and vigilance .

The witcher approached slowly with a gentle smile, shaking a "cleaned up" rabbit with his left hand, and ticked off with his right hand, "Do you want to eat it, Golfin... I just caught it last night, it's very fresh .”