God-level Demon Hunter

Salvatore stared at the demon hunter who was close at hand, his face changed from blue to white, his facial muscles trembled like twitching, and the blue veins in his fingers were abrupt.

He held his breath and closed his eyes in silence for a few seconds, then said in a muffled voice like a duck stuck in its neck, "No... I'm fine. It's just that the patrol has been very heavy recently, and I haven't closed my eyes for two consecutive days , I was a little physically weak for a while."

"Why don't you lie down and sleep on the ready-made bed on the second floor first," said the witcher with a concerned face, "Leave the task of searching for clues to me alone."

"No, I want to listen to it again. I think this book should be related to the case."

"No problem at all."

The witcher faced him directly this time, and turned the book to the last few pages with a wave of his hand.

"In December 1260, you left the temple with a little disguise, and hid with me in the grass by the Vigan River. After some fun, you were accidentally discovered by fishermen."

"In order to keep a shameful secret, I once again violated the dogma and stained the knight's sword with the blood of innocent people...but you blamed me for not killing him on the spot."

"It turns out that your concerns were wrong - the poor boy's body was returned to the city two days later, and the sadness and despair on his father's face was like a knife in my heart."

"I am in so much pain that I turn to you for comfort."

"But you rejected me. Since then, you have treated me as a stranger, as air. Even if you walked by me, you were not pretending to be stingy, and you were unwilling to give me a smile."

"I am ashamed! Shame killed that innocent young man!"

"I hate! I hate your heart of stone!"

"But I love you more! The day I was with you, I swore that I would never give up..."

The witcher suddenly turned his back to the knight.

"I will prove to you this undying love! I will offer you a sacred sacrifice...with the dogma I have kept for 30 years, and with my life—"

"On the ashes of the seven evils, the most beautiful flower in the world can be born, and I dedicate it to you..."

"Goodbye, my Rose!"

……

Demon Hunter Dark Gold's pupils shrank like a needle.

It turns out that Knight Simon... is both the host of the ceremony and the victim.

He fell in love with the wrong person, a married woman, and committed the crime of silver lust.

As soon as the demon hunter finished reading, the whole study room suddenly sounded the crisp sound of "clang" and the clash of gold and iron.

Time seemed to freeze in an instant.

Salvatore, the knight of the White Rose Knights, unsheathed the sword at his waist at some point, and was slashing fiercely at the back of the demon hunter's neck.

However, another sharp blade of the sword blocked the attacking knight's sword first - Gu Weiheer on Roy's back pulled out a short section from the scabbard!

And the guard and scabbard of the sword happened to get stuck on the attacking blade.

Instant stalemate.

An irresistible force struck from the junction of the blades, and Salvatore dragged the weapon "thump, thump, thump" back several steps, and retreated directly to the corner of the wall, staggering!

"you--"

The demon hunter clasped his arms around his chest and shook his head, "I've given you so many opportunities, but you don't know how to grasp them?"

Salvatore remained silent, held down the hilt of the sword, raised the tip of the sword horizontally, and made a skillful bull posture, with a determined face.

"White Rose really has something to eat inside and out." The witcher sighed, pulled Guvithil out of the scabbard completely, held the hilt with both hands so that the blade stood vertically on the ground, "Your expression can lie , although your acting skills are poor. It's a pity that you can't fake your eyes."

"As soon as you enter this house, you start to get nervous. What are you nervous about?"

"I just said that the only suspect, Simon, can't put himself in that disgusting posture. It seems that the accomplice is you!"

Chapter 14 The Witcher in the Chamber of Secrets

Salvatore held the sword, his gaze avoiding the witcher's direct gaze.

"Witcher, I don't know what nonsense you're talking about."

"You've got all the stolen goods, and you still want to quibble?"

"Who got all the stolen goods? You have evidence, my behavior is purely out of hatred, you group of deformities, mutants, you don't deserve to live in this world!"

Roy shook his head and said,

"Very well, I will take your words as a compliment. Whether you admit it or not, I will give you a chance - tell the whereabouts of Leto, and I will let you die with honor as a knight. Otherwise..."

……

Roy snorted threateningly, "What do you think of parading around naked?"

"Hehe..." Salvatore bowed like a cheetah, grasped the hilt of his sword until his knuckles turned white, and then laughed hysterically, "Go ahead, freak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the window next to him!

"Tap! Tap! Tap!" Salvatore landed on the ground in three big strides, the window was close at hand, and one hand was also holding down the edge of the window, and he could turn over and jump out with just a little effort.

However, there was a sharp sound of "whoosh" piercing the air, a lightning-like white shadow flashed in the air, followed by a shrill scream—Salvatore's right hand holding the window sill was silently crushed. A crossbow arrow pierced through the back of the palm, nailing his entire palm to the wall.

Salvatore screamed a few times like killing a pig, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the demon hunter walking slowly step by step. He gritted his teeth to endure the severe pain, and pressed the crossbow arrow with his intact left hand, One inch pulled it out of his palm.

"Ah... ah... ah..." Salvatore's face twisted in pain, and when he wrapped the wound with underwear, the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water, with a pale face and powerless slumped on the ground.

"Does it hurt?" The witcher came closer and whispered like a demon, "I'm sorry, it will hurt more later."

The knight pinned his wounded hand to his chest like a chicken paw, supported the sword hilt with the other hand and barely struggled to get up, and said sternly

"Demon hunter, how dare you touch someone from the White Rose Knights? My brothers will seek justice for me."

"Isn't it too late to remember your identity now?" The witcher sneered, "Do you think your brothers will protect you after they know what you have done? It's just a fantasy! The murderer who has worked so hard for three months to catch is actually right under their noses."

"However, this situation is also true. Only our own people can commit countless crimes without anyone noticing under heavy guard. This is how difficult it is to guard against house thieves by day and night!"

"Don't slander my actions!" Sevalto growled, "You can't understand the significance of the ceremony!"

"I don't understand. But I know that if your behavior is exposed, it will definitely stain the battle flag of the White Rose Knights. Your colleagues will spurn you, your family will be ashamed of you, and you will become Al The jokes of the Rand people after dinner!"

The demon hunter stared closely at Salvatore's face, and his verbal attacks became sharper.

"Let me guess, when the noble Sir Simon and the even more noble Queen Emelia were having fun on the big bed, were you faithfully guarding outside? Did you enjoy the 'performance' of the two while Clap your hands?"

"To shut up!"

At this moment, Salvatore's eyes showed madness, he seemed to have forgotten the piercing pain, and he looked like a mad tiger, holding the knight's sword and rushing towards the demon hunter.

Shua, Shua, Shua!The chivalrous swordsmanship that has been tempered and etched into the bone marrow allowed him to stab the demon hunter's throat in an instant.

And the latter seemed to have returned to the days of polishing swordsmanship in the courtyard of the temple. His figure was as vigorous as a preying mongoose, his spinal cord burst, and he bent like a bow.

Quickly pull back the footwork.

The knight's blade sliced ​​across his body just a hair away.He felt the strong wind gently kissing his sensitive skin, as if an electric current ran through his limbs and bones.

He shuddered, then excited.

"Wow——" As soon as Salvatore's old strength was exhausted and his new strength was exhausted, the demon hunter dragged his sword with both hands, like the tail of a petrified giant lizard.

Gu Weiheer slapped upwards along the diagonal.

Two swords collide!

There was a piercing roar in the air.

The knight sword was brought out by Gu Weiheer, and Salvatore could only feel a distorted blood shadow appearing behind the demon hunter in front of his eyes, which was horrifying and uttered terrifying words——

His body was frozen in an instant, as if under a fixed spell, stiff and numb, and he couldn't move a single finger.

He could only watch helplessly as the cold sword edge hung in front of his forehead, and it was pressed against his forehead impartially.

A drop of bright red slid across the bridge of the nose along the wound on the forehead, and a bunch of neat black hair fell from the front of the eyelids.

"Kudden..." Salvatore swallowed.

Roy turned his palm, took a step forward, and then pressed the sword edge against the opponent's neck.

"Can you tell me where Leto is now?"

"Hehe..." Salvatore lowered his head, a miserable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Kill me, I lose my reputation, and you will lose your mutant teacher forever."

"Kill me, witcher!" he said seriously, "You not only have eyes like beasts, you are beasts at all, cold-blooded animals without emotion! You will never understand the sacred sacrifice."

"Don't tell me, you think I can't find it?!"

Roy held the sword in one hand, and turned his back with the other hand and slowly stroked the volumes of books on the bookshelf.

His eyes were fixed on the knight's demeanor.

"From the moment you entered the room, you were nervous, scared, and even attacked me at the expense of revealing your identity. What are you worried about?"

"Worry about me discovering this trophy collected by Simon? A letter to Her Majesty the Queen? Or—"

Roy touched the spine of a book with his fingers, noticed the flash of panic on the knight's face, and smiled.

"The mechanism of the secret room."

"Kaz", a book in a black leather case was forcibly pushed aside by the witcher's fingers. With a loud "rumbling" sound, the bookshelf rolled sideways spontaneously like a sliding door, revealing Behind him was a dark secret room.

"Now, you can sleep peacefully."

Roy smiled brightly at the opposite party, and before the other party could speak, he slapped Salvatore unconscious with the back of his sword.Then he lifted the latter's body and carefully groped into the secret room using him as a shield.

The dark secret room was neither big nor small, just the size of an ordinary living room.With the light from the outside world, Roy clearly saw a huge symbol appear on the floor of the secret room.

Using red paint, or the blood of humans and animals as the base material, a psychedelic sun is drawn layer by layer.

Rays and flames surround the ring-shaped sun in an angular shape, and the inside of the sun is divided into three layers from the inside to the outside.

The innermost layer is the four seasons of the year, written in the common language of mankind;

The second layer is the twelve months in the human calendar, still written in the common language;

The outermost layer is the eight months divided by the elven calendar, written in the ancient language.

And just on the separators of these dates, there are several books that have been turned to the scroll and are full of wrinkles-"The Secret Book of the Sun Cult", "The Enlightenment of the Holy Spirit Ritual", "The Eternal Bond of the Soul", "The Reincarnation of All Things" "...

"It seems that this is Simon's real nest."

Roy hit it off.

Suddenly, he felt a movement coming from the deepest part of the secret room, so he walked casually. When he saw the source of the movement, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

——On the innermost wall, there is a ragged big man in Angzang, like a piece of dried bacon, tied by four iron chains and hung high.

Countless old wounds crawled crookedly and crookedly on the big man's muscular, rock-like body, which made his scalp numb. There was also a bloody mouth that rolled across his chest and abdomen.

Further up, there is not a single hair on his head, but the color is a bit dull, just like his sluggish spirit, far less shiny than it used to be.

But at this moment, he half-opened his eyes in a daze, with two amber pupils, like cats.

"call……"

Roy took a long breath and threw Salvatore's body away like a sandbag.

"Leiso, long time no see, miss me?"

Amber eyes collided with dark golden eyes.

A smile cracked the witcher's swollen cheeks.

Chapter 15 Changes in the Palace

"On December 1260, 12, Bashir was fishing by the Vigan River, and accidentally discovered the adulterous Knight of the White Rose, Simon Patrick Latin, and Queen Emelia..."

"The knight panicked, drew his sword and stabbed Bashir, and then fled with the queen."

"Later, the injured Basheer was caught by a metamorphic spider that went out to hunt, and eventually died tragically."

"Because the adultery was broken, the Queen decided to cut off the ambiguous relationship with Simon Knight, but the latter was unwilling, and went to the extreme under the intertwined love and hatred, which opened the prelude to the ceremony of the Seven Deadly Sins of the Sun Cult..."

"Simon screened and killed the target with the knights, and finally made himself a sacrifice..."

After the witcher finished his low-pitched narration, he put away the black-cased notebook and stuffed it into his pocket.

"So, the murderer who stabbed Bashir is dead." Old Huck's orange-peeled cheeks were flushed with tears, his tone was unbelievable, and there was a trace of relief, "Did suicide?"

"That's right, the corpse is still in the morgue, but ordinary people can't touch it... If you want to go and see..." Roy paused, "You can only see his churchmate, the knight Salvatore Burnt corpses."