God-level Demon Hunter

None of the soldiers dared to approach any further, instead they backed away slowly step by step, cold fear crept up their cheeks, they heard the devil speak,

"Do you understand now, never threaten a demon hunter casually, especially if the number is greater than one."

The leading soldier swallowed his saliva, and the hard and heavy voice of his throat wriggling was clearly audible.

"But rest assured, no blood was shed and no one died."

As they spoke, the two demon hunters unanimously inserted their long swords into the scabbard behind them slowly.

"It's just a lesson, soldier."

Roy looked at the panicked faces on the opposite side, and the anger in his chest finally subsided a little, "Now, take us to the mayor."

"Okay...okay, big...master."

……

The mayor of Vizima City, Virelad, glanced at the two witchers standing across from the office with piercing eyes, especially staying on the sturdy bald man for a longer time.

His previous experience made him understand that although a demon hunter has a strange appearance, sometimes he is more trustworthy than normal people.

He focused on the snake-shaped pendant between their necks.

"It's a shame it's not old friend Wolf Pie, but at least it's not Cat Pie."

He ordered the guards to step back, and turned to the two of them again,

"Two demon hunter masters, please sit down, it doesn't hurt to be closer." He stretched out his hand to signal the two to sit across from his desk.

"I don't discriminate against or fear you like those superstitious people. On the contrary, I know that demon hunters also have emotions, and they even understand the meaning of fairness and responsibility. They have a much better reputation than some lowly mercenaries."

"Then, your fairness is to use force to force two law-abiding demon hunters to work for you?"

Roy couldn't help but sarcastically.

"It was really a last resort." Virelad stroked the scepter on the table, apologizing.

"I'm here to say sorry for those subordinates. I clearly agreed to invite the two masters here with the most solemn respect. Who knew that they would offend the two without authorization."

"Besides, you have already taught this group of incompetent guys a lesson, so you should calm down, right?"

The two demon hunters folded their hands on their chests, coldly and without any reaction.

"It's also my fault for acting too hastily."

The mayor sighed, and continued, "This afternoon, I heard the good news that two demon hunters came from afar to visit Vizima. I thought, isn't this the rescue I have been looking forward to for a long time?"

"But the rescuer in your imagination is already too busy to take care of himself, and has no time to deal with your difficult problems."

"Everything has a reasonable price." Virelad said firmly. "Let's not mention the entrustment, why don't you two listen to my bid first, I believe it will make you feel that the trip is worthwhile."

"Quotation? Your reward will allow us to cross thousands of mountains and rivers and reach our destination in the far west in an instant?"

As soon as Roy finished speaking, the eyes of Verelard on the opposite side lit up.

"I learned earlier that the two haunted racecourses are planning to rush to the country west of Vizima in a short time." He paid attention to the demon hunter's face, "Is it Cidaris, Brokleon, Foden, or Sintra? If you want to go to these places, then I can just grant your wish."

Roy and Lei Suo looked at each other and asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

"As the capital of Temeria, Vizima doesn't lack skilled spellcasters. And I..." Verelad patted the front of his shirt in fear, "I happen to know one of them."

"I think if the two of you are willing to help me once, my warlock friend will also be happy to open a directional portal for the two of you, allowing you to reach your destination in an instant."

Roy's heart skipped a beat when he heard that. "How did I forget this one? Warlocks can open the portal at will. It is not easy for Lei Suo and I to transfer to Sintra. No, now we have to add a horse."

His horse can be summoned at any time, but Lei Suo's can't.

Lei Suo asked with some vigilance, "What's your friend called...",

"Aza Javid, a warlock currently living in Vizima."

Lesso thought about it and said, "This name sounds rare, and it should not belong to any northern power or southern country's surname."

"Yes, he came here long ago from Zerikhan, the country beyond the Blue Mountains, to learn magic."

The two asked and answered, but Roy's heart was aroused.

"Aza Javed, isn't he one of the leaders of the Salamander Gang in the future?"

It was this warlock and another fellow known as the Professor who led the Salamanders to invade Kaer Morhen and steal the secret of the witcher's mutation.

"He has settled in Vizima now? Has the Salamander Gang been established?"

Roy was full of thoughts, but Lei Suo was already tempted, after all, he just lost a sum of money.

"I admit that your conditions are very attractive. Then, my lord mayor, what is your entrustment?"

"Very good, it seems that we have reached the first agreement!" Virelad happily paced on the spot, "My commission is very simple, I want the two of you to protect Temeria for the next period of time." The safety of Her Highness Princess Adda."

"Why, someone wants to harm Her Highness the Princess?"

Virelad rubbed the tip of his nose with a bitter face.

"If someone really dares to harm her, the situation may be better managed. But in fact, it is Princess Adda who is actively inviting danger."

"She has only been restored to her human body for five years, and even though His Majesty Foltest has painstakingly educated her, she still retains some of her previous habits."

The word "habit" came out, and a trace of panic flashed across Virelad's face, and he recalled some past events, "But fortunately, His Highness's target has shifted to non-human creatures. But because of His Majesty's endless favor, Princess Adda is somewhat arrogant and self-willed."

"Beasts, domestic animals. She needs these things to adjust her mood from time to time. Unfortunately, ordinary animals have been unable to satisfy her recently. Her eyes are aimed at the group of monsters entrenched on Black Tern Island."

"Black Tern Island?" Roy temporarily suppressed his thoughts about the Salamander Gang and asked.

"This is an island in the lower reaches of Lake Vizima. A group of fallen murlocs have been active on the island for a long time."

"Oh..." Roy asked, "Is Princess Adda going to get rid of this group of depraved murlocs and eliminate harm for the people?"

As far as he knows, the half-murloc is an amphibious monster with a fish head and a human body. It feeds on fish and algae in the water, and occasionally hunts small animals on the shore, but usually does not attack humans.

In terms of individual strength, half murlocs are not as good as water ghosts.

But they all hunt in tribes, with as few as dozens of heads and as many as hundreds of heads.

However, the murlocs in Lake Vizima must have been even more ferocious with the addition of the prefix "degenerate".

Verelard nodded, as if he couldn't believe it.

"In any case, it's a good thing that Her Royal Highness the Princess didn't harm the people, but provoke those slippery murlocs."

"But it's not an easy task." The witcher pondered.

"That's right... the power of the half-murloc has long been deeply rooted on the island, and its influence even radiates to the island, the swamp around the lake, and the villages there."

"There are rumors that some bloody and weird things often happen to the villagers in that area. The princess and the knight of White Rose went to crusade twice, but they were all around the island, dragging one or two half murlocs The dead body returned happily."

"But this time she is planning to go deep into the island, and now she is ready to go for the third crusade."

"Did His Majesty the King not stop her?"

"Your Majesty is reluctant to beat and scold the princess, so he can only follow her wishes and find a few skilled and trustworthy bodyguards. As his confidant minister, I have to share his worries."

"That's why today's incident happened. I specially invited the two of you to help Your Highness and protect her safety during this expedition."

Escorting Princess Adda to hunt down the corrupted murlocs?

Roy shook his head without thinking, "It's too dangerous..."

"Then add a reward of 600 Oren..." Virelad said in a deep voice, "In addition to asking Aza to open the directional portal for you, I will give you two rewards of 600 Oren..."

The two demon hunters hesitated when they heard the words. As expected of the capital of Temeria, they asked for 600 oren, which is equivalent to 600 crowns, far exceeding the remuneration for ordinary commissions, and enough to make up for the loss of lost horses. Heart-moving, especially for demon hunters like them who are determined to rebuild the academy.

Seeing this, the mayor had a clue in his mind, and said, "You two don't need to answer me now. I have already sent someone to arrange a place for you, and you can take your time to think about it after you move in. If you don't leave before [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, That means agreeing to my request, I will take you to see Princess Adda. If the two of you leave early, I will not force you..."

The witcher nodded and left the mayor's office.

Just take advantage of the thinking time to dispose of the monster materials in the space and add some alchemy materials.

It is necessary to find a more spacious land, and Roy's daily training cannot be missed.

In the past, it was swordsmanship and crossbow shooting, but now I have to add a magic seal. Every night, I have to use up all my physical strength and magic power before I can enter meditation.

Chapter 8 Adda White

The morning light through the window awakened the witcher from his meditation. Roy took a deep breath and opened his dark golden eyes. The fatigue accumulated from hard training was swept away and he was refreshed.

Another brand new day!

Then he called Resor, and the two packed up their luggage, and followed the guards sent by the mayor, Virelad, through the trade area and into the temple area.

In the Vizima Temple area, the streets are dilapidated and the houses are low. In terms of facilities and environment, it is far inferior to the trade area.In addition, there are only a few city guard patrols here that are far away from the dark alleys of the temple area. The law and order is extremely backward, and filth breeds, and brutal violence occurs every day.

The three of them walked quickly to the St. Lebioda Hospital in the center of the temple area, where a group of Knights of the White Rose Knights was blocking the alley next to the hospital.

Clearly, some kind of security incident is going on here.

Under the recommendation of the guards, the two demon hunters squeezed past the knight and got a clear view of the central scene.

A slender woman with white hair and shawls was squatting on the ground with her back to the crowd, looking at another dead person who lay silently on the ground.

Roy stared at her back, his eyes became deep.

White Adda

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Identity:

Princess (White Adda was born to King Foltest of Temeria and Adda of Temeria. On the surface, she is the only daughter of the king.)

Bloodthirsty demon bird (five years ago, she was still a furry and blood-drinking monster, and she would go out to hunt the residents of Vizima for food every week. Later, Geralt of Rivia lifted the curse and restored her to human form, but she still Retains some former habits and inherited attributes. The curse also risks recurrence.)

Life: 80

Attributes:

Power: 8

Agility: 9

Constitution: 8

Perception: 7

Will: 5

Charisma: 7

Spirit: 5

skill:

One-handed sword specialization Lv3...

Dagger Specialization Lv2...

Bow Specialization Lv2...

……

At this moment, the princess, who had appeared in countless legends and stories, turned her back to the witcher in a half-squatting posture. The posture was really not elegant, and she looked like a wandering mercenary with low social status. coolie.

It is impossible for any aristocratic woman to make demeaning actions in front of everyone like her.

But what she did was so natural and casual that none of the knights present dared to show even the slightest bit of disrespect or ridicule, and they kept silent solemnly and solemnly.

"Princess Yada is definitely not a powerless, delicate woman. But is it inappropriate for a princess from a country to intervene in the security of a slum?"

The witcher turned to look at the knights around him, and suddenly found a familiar face - Cleveland.

The leader of the Knights of the White Rose in Ireland, was driven back to Vizima but became a follower of the noble lady of the royal family. The gap in status made him look a bit haggard.

Suddenly, Princess Adda seemed to feel the attention behind her, she stood up and turned her face away.

"Amazing—"

The demon hunter's pupils narrowed slightly, and this adjective came to mind.

It is completely unimaginable that the woman in front of her was an ugly monster eating human flesh a few years ago.

But now, when she was an adult, Adda was an out-and-out beauty.

She has sharp-edged lips, smeared with blood-like bright red lipstick, a high nose bridge, slightly slender eyebrows and eyes, carrying a different kind of charm.

Snow hair with a shawl—yes, exactly the kind of haircut reserved for sorceresses, druids, and whores.