God-level Demon Hunter

"Okay, what happened to the two guys just now?" Roy asked curiously, "Why do you pester you and insist that you sell the house?"

Old Huck sighed, "In order to investigate clues, I spent all my savings. I really have no money on hand, and all the old customers are lost. The bakery's business is hard to sustain...so I plan to sell this house for some money. Crown."

"Those two shameless bastards didn't know where they heard the news. As soon as my house was put up, they ran to the old man to harass and threaten, trying to buy the house at a price far below the market price."

"Fucking big dreams of spring and autumn!" Old Huck shot a gleam of cold light from his cloudy eyes, and picked up the candlestick on the ground and waved it in the air, "The old man is not a coward! I will never let them succeed--the money for selling the house It has to be used to continue the investigation, not a penny less!"

"No one cares about this kind of thing?" Roy realized the crux of the matter as soon as he asked, "Is it because of the recent murder?"

"You guessed it, the knight of White Rose has been devastated by serial murders, how can he have the energy to manage the 'small case' of extortion... two bastards dare to be so rampant... If I still have some money, I would have hired Someone beat them up!"

"Don't worry, I warned them just now," Roy Dark Gold's pupils flashed a stern look, "They won't come to harass you again, otherwise, I will clean them up for you!"

"Thank you, master, for your help." Old Huck gritted his teeth, "I will give you a reward when the house is sold, but please forgive me, the amount will not be too much."

"No need, it's just a matter of little effort." The young man politely declined, and it was not easy for him to charge for things that were done in five seconds, and the two exchanged pleasantries for a while.

"You spent all your savings to investigate, so what did you find?"

"The money is not in vain. I did get some clues." When the suspect was mentioned, the old man's cloudy eyes flashed. "Do you still remember when Bashir disappeared?"

"December 12, last year!" Roy blurted out, the scene of father and son's farewell is still engraved in his mind.

"According to common sense, at that time point, the White Rose Knight could not have run to the remote Wigan River..." Old Huck nodded and said, "But that day was still a special day... After many arguments, I confirmed that there was a team The Knight of the White Rose leaves the city gate in the morning and returns in the evening."

"What special day?"

"On December 12 last year, Queen Emelia of Ireland left the city of Ireland to pray for blessings at the Temple of Meritelli, and was escorted by a team of White Rose Knights along the way." Old Huck paused, and he saw that The puzzlement on the young man's face explained, "Queen Emelia and Prince Seward have been married for many years, but they have not been able to give birth to a son and a half, and the goddess Melitelli is in charge of fertility, so the content of the blessing can be imagined." Know……"

Roy was stunned. He suddenly remembered that one day a few months ago, when he was training swordsmanship with the witcher in the courtyard, he seemed to hear a few girls onlookers talking about it.

"Wait, the queen's name is Emelia?" The young man rubbed his temples with his fingers, thinking, "Why does this name sound familiar?"

"It seems that you still remember," Old Huck's eyes flashed with pride, obviously pleased with the results of his investigation, "before my poor child Bashir died, he uttered two names, one was White Rose, and the other is Emily..."

Emily... Emelia...

"Did he not mean Emily, but—"

"That's right, in fact my poor child's dying name was the Queen's name... It took me a long time to understand." He said with a straight face, "Bashere mentioned Queen, the White Rose Knight was mentioned again...so the person who stabbed him must be among the knights who escorted the queen to the temple that day!"

"I don't know why that bastard left his post without permission and ran to the remote Wigan River, and I don't know why my son offended him!" Old Huck's face flushed with excitement, and his body trembled with anger , "But I'll get him out and ask him, I swear!"

The old man's chest was puffed up, he took a few breaths, and then asked, "Do you think, Master Roy, is there something wrong with my thinking?"

Roy propped his chin with his right hand and pondered for a moment. He felt that something was wrong.

"Does Bashir know Emelia?"

"I know you! Ellander, from five to sixty-year-old old man, to three-year-old children, has seen Her Majesty the Queen, she is a beautiful and gentle woman."

"Then Bashir knew that the queen was going to the temple that day?"

"This..." Old Huck hesitated for a moment, "I probably don't know."

do not know?Doubt flashed in Roy's eyes, so how could he call Emelia's name?

As Old Huck said, he got up suddenly, trotted to the front hall, and after a while, handed over a piece of crumpled yellow paper, more precisely, a list with more than a dozen names recorded on it...the handwriting was ugly, And distorted, it can be seen that the person who wrote it is not good at this.

"I bought this list from a servant in the palace...almost bankrupt, and I got this list from him. The knights who escorted the queen that day are all on it...a total of fifteen people...you can see it!"

Roy glanced at the owner of the bakery with admiration. This old father who lost his son was able to do this by himself.

If what he said was true, the Knight of the White Rose who stabbed Basheer was among them!

The boy took the list and browsed it roughly.

"Linton Foreman, Simon Patrick Latin... Clay Collint... Sylvester Peddy..." The boy's eyes were fixed, and there was actually an acquaintance, but this guy was already lying Died in the morgue, "Arthur Thales."

"Do you have a backup?"

"Have!"

"Then leave this to me," the young man thought for a while, "I'm working for Prince Seward's chief guard, and if I have a chance to get in touch with the White Rose Knight, I'll check it out for you."

"Thank you, master!" Old Huck's beard trembled, and he immediately held his hand excitedly, "If you can help me catch that guy, I'll give you two hundred crowns as a reward!"

Roy nodded, not wanting to delay here for too long, "Old Huck, take care of yourself and stop torturing yourself!"

This time he didn't refuse the reward... It was an entrustment to take a certain risk against the Knight of the White Rose.

……

When leaving the bakery, the twilight has completely merged...

It was inconvenient to visit the deceased's house at this time, so Roy rushed to check the place where the six bodies were found.

But it is a pity that the nearest deceased was two weeks ago, and the first deceased was more than three months ago. The time is too long, and the scene was turned upside down by the knight of White Rose... Even if there is a slight The traces were also destroyed.

The teenager searched with the witcher senses for more than three hours before returning without success.

The night was already deep.

Roy returned to the "Pot Belly" tavern, took out a black kraft paper manual from the space, and began to record today's investigation results——

After becoming an official witcher, he asked for this notebook and a quill pen from Aunt Nanick, and prepared to record all the strange, dangerous, and interesting experiences he encountered in his life.

For example, the child hunter ghost in Kadel House, the deer head spirit in Carbon Mountain, the evil chieftain in Smailk Mine Road, and the cursed werewolf Aaron.All of these are recorded and used as teaching materials for training apprentices—or as a "suicide note" for successors...

"December 1261, 5.

The Ireland serial murder case.

Victims investigated:

Falquér...embezzlement of bank funds...wife...children...

Beggar old Barr... with disabled legs... amazingly lazy...

The place where Lei Suo disappeared: two forked bloodstains. "

……

The record is complete.

He meditated for a quarter of an hour, regained some energy, turned around and left the tavern, and searched for a remote corner in Elland City where no one was around.It is shaded here, the moonlight does not shine, and the patrol guards do not come.

The late-night investigation was unsustainable, and the training was delayed for several months, but he could no longer relax.

Clasp your hands from the void, grab Guvihir, bow your body, relax your muscles, take a T-step with your left foot in front and your right foot behind, the hilt of the sword is parallel to the right face, the blade is raised horizontally, and the tip of the sword points to At the neck of the imaginary enemy on the opposite side, he began to practice the long sword swordsmanship, five kinds of postures, basic moves and footwork one by one.

Compared with before the Green Grass Trial, his movements are faster and full of explosive power - but in the connection, the subtleties are quite jerky, and he has not yet fully adapted to the skyrocketing attributes.

This discomfort must be corrected with extensive daily training routines...

After an hour of swordsmanship training, the sweaty Roy took out the hand crossbow Gabriel, and began to try the new enchanting ability-guided arrows.

First aim at the tree for ordinary shooting, the depth of the arrow penetrating into the bark is similar to the length of the first knuckle of the index finger.

However, shooting the guide arrow—the moment he pulled the trigger, a strange feeling arose, and Roy instantly realized that something had been pulled out of his body and merged into the hand crossbow.

Magic -20

"Whoosh—" Amidst the sharp sound of piercing through the air, the arrow flew across the long night...

Without stopping, he pulled the trigger as soon as the 0.4-second interval was up, firing seven guiding arrows continuously like a storm within three seconds.

Mana: 5/145

When he stopped shooting, a feeling of weakness different from physical exhaustion came to his mind. A blurred white light flashed in front of his eyes. The scenery in his sight seemed to be painted with paint. Roy bent down and supported his knees in dizziness.

After more than ten seconds, the dizziness stopped.

"Hush...breath...Fortunately, the experiment was done in advance," Roy said. If he realized something, the magic power was consumed too quickly...the body would have adverse reactions. "It seems to be careful in future battles."

After he regained his strength, the boy checked the arrows on the bark. Compared with ordinary shooting, the guide arrows penetrated into the bark at a significantly deeper position, about half as much.

The small increase in penetration in the skill description is not small at all.

After that, Roy continued to practice crossbow shooting skills... An hour later, he observed that the magic power had recovered from 5/145 to 6/145, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, quite dissatisfied.

"Is it because my elemental talent is too low?"

He hadn't expected that the recovery speed of magic power in normal states other than meditation was so slow, which meant that unless he drank special decoctions, the guiding arrows couldn't be used continuously.

After reaching a conclusion, Roy terminated the training and returned to the room of the "Pot Belly" tavern to meditate.

Wait until the next time you have time to test the distance and tracking ability of the guiding arrow. Living creatures with fast enough speed and reaction are the best test objects for tracking ability.

Chapter 8 Crime

The next day, Roy woke up from six hours of deep meditation. He was relieved to find that his magic power had fully recovered.

If one meditation is not enough to restore mana, then the applicability of the guided arrow will be greatly reduced.

After all, the future Fayin will also consume a lot of mana.

After washing up, the young man quickly rushed to the palace, and followed the dwarf Kramer on the white marble road to the palace servant's room. Today he wanted to investigate the dead palace servant.

Suddenly, from the direction of the main hall not far away, several mighty knights in silver plate armor came face to face.

The leader was Cleveland Cavaliers, the leader of the Knights of the White Rose, and he was followed by two tall companions, both of whom were full of anxiety. Cleveland cursed angrily in a low voice as he walked.

The sound couldn't be hidden from Roy's ears, and he heard it clearly.

"Damn it, tell me, the arrest warrant has been posted for several days? Not even a single suspicious target has been found! If this goes on, how will the Knights gain a foothold in Ireland? There is still any trust in front of His Royal Highness. Word?"

"Captain Cleveland, please temporarily calm down your anger. After all, the murderer's portrait is blurry, and it's normal not to find it in a short time. What's more, Master Lei Suo has no news at all now. Without his assistance, the knight order alone It is very difficult for the power to find a guy who is determined to hide in the big city of Ireland."

"Then what?!"

"Witcher... yes!"

Out of the corner of Cleveland's eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure in a cloak, and his eyes lit up immediately, and he strode over.

"Master Roy, have you found any clues in the past two days?"

The boy shook his head, "It took my teacher Lei Suo a month or two to catch the murderer's feet. How long have I been here? Your expectations of me are too high."

"That's true," Cleveland sighed with embarrassment flashing across his face, "I'm worried that if the stalemate continues... there will be new dead... Six people have already died, and the murderer will definitely act again!"

"I'm doing my best to investigate, but please give me some more time." Roy said, suddenly felt two eyes from behind Cleveland,

"Who are these two knights?"

"They are my right and left hands, Knight Sylvester Pedi, a backbone member of the Knights of the White Rose in Ireland, and—"

"Simon Patrick Latin Knight..."

The former has a strong figure, with a huge scar near his chin, and a chilling aura that no one should enter.

The knight named Simon has brilliant blond hair, tough and handsome features like a lion, and a delicate blue rose tattoo can be seen on the neck where half of the armor is exposed.

They were both on old Huck's list, Roy remembered.

"Let's just leave it at that, Your Excellency Cleveland, if I find anything, I will immediately notify the Knights."

"Master, if you need help, don't be polite to us." Cleveland gave the dwarf a final look, turned and left.

When the three knights walked away, Roy turned to the dwarf and asked, "Patrick Latin, is he a nobleman?"

"Why are you interested in him?"

"This knight is so handsome that he is breathless, and his temperament is very unique, so I am a little curious."

The dwarf walked into the colorful flower garden beside the palace, took a deep breath,

"You are asking the right person. I have been a guard commander for many years, and I have studied the heraldry and surnames of many famous families due to work reasons. The surname Patrick Latin was originally a great nobleman of the Nasser Kingdom south of Sintra. "

"However, since Nasser was annexed by Nilfgaard and became a province, some of the heirs of this great nobleman migrated to Temeria and settled down there. Generations of people sacrificed their lives for the kingdom and earned the status of nobles. .”

"The knight with the scarred chin?"

"A native of Vizima, a knight with a rather stubborn temper... was dispatched to Elland City just like Captain Cleveland."

"You know the White Rose Knight here very well?" Roy thought of the old Huck's list, "I mean the official knight, not the apprentice."

"There are only about [-] White Rose Knights in Elland City, and I have come into contact with them all," the dwarf stroked his beard on his chin and mused, "After all, our guards and knights are not easy to deal with, and I have a group of brothers. You have to take care, so you have to understand your opponents and prevent them from using dirty tricks to disgust us."

"Uh...then can I trouble you to look up these knights for me?" Roy took out the list given to him by the old Huck from his arms, "I want to know their family background, life style, and their preferences... ..."

The dwarf looked strangely at the young man, but he took the list without asking why, and said cheerfully, "Help me catch the murderer, and I will look up White Rose's knight for you, it's reasonable, wait for the news! "

……

The two successfully met the target of the trip - Alexis, the roommate and close friend of the dead palace servant Xia Zuo.