The Journey of the Demon Hunter

There is always an indescribable smell near the medical school. This is by no means the smell of herbs, but an indescribable, unnatural smell. Zelin couldn't find an adjective to express what he smelled at this moment. However, among the science-related departments of Osenfurt, the medical school is a relatively good place. Compared with the stench that permeates the alchemy school, the medical school can't be better. Someone explained to him that it was a substance called hydrogen sulfide, but the demon hunters really couldn't understand why the professors were fascinated by the smell of rotten eggs.

The yellow-gray cardinals are chirping among the branches, and the strange creatures of the Natural Academy are lying listlessly on the ground. It is said that these are all creatures from Serekania. People know very little about this country in the Koraz desert. For animals in the desert, it only stays on sand worms and poisonous snakes. For these strange creatures, Zelin would inevitably treat them as new monsters when he encountered them in the wild.

The layout of Lasti’s laboratory is still exactly the same as before. There are various glass jars on the low wooden cabinets, transparent liquids, light yellow, dark brown, and some animals are immersed in some transparent liquids. Dead body. This is the same as the laboratories of the warlocks. These scholars and researchers all dressed up their laboratories so gloomily. In contrast, the demon hunter just cuts off the head of the monster and makes a specimen and hangs it on the wall. It is not that unacceptable.

"Oh~ welcome, Ze Lin!"

Milo wearing a bright red coat happily patted the demon hunter on the waist. He was still in the laboratory, but he seemed to have finished his work this morning. The light green robe was thrown on the back of the wooden chair. Seeing the demon hunter, the professor seemed surprised. He looked at Zelin, "Your body is still as strong as ever."

"You are also very healthy, Rasti, and very energetic."

Milo looked older, the hair on the temples turned white, and the long curly hairs on his feet became grayer and weaker. This is a sign of halflings’ aging. Their large feet are covered by curly long hair and do not wear shoes. When they are young, halflings’ feet can almost be completely covered with curls. When they age, the curls will be sparse. This means that their physical condition is no longer suitable for long-distance travel. When Zelin first met him, Latis was still a young halfling student

"Come on, Zelin. I'm a doctor. I know how my health is." The halfling grinned. "Come on, put things down. You must have walked a long time before you came here. Oh. Oh, it’s not here. This is the laboratory. I thought we were at my house.” Milo patted his forehead. Shoulder. Today I have a treat, so you can tell me your story."

"What interesting story can a demon hunter have. I don't go hunting dragons, and I don't want to be brothers with the king. I commissioned to prevent myself from starving to death." Zelin shrugged. "But are you interested in studying creatures from other worlds? . I don’t have an interesting story, but I do bring something interesting.”

"Other worlds! My God! I want to know more and more about what you have been through recently. You must know that I have always liked to study interesting creatures, whether they are alive or dead, let alone other worlds. . Recently I am perfecting a book "The Basic Principles of Pathomorphology". The complete water ghost brain you brought to me last time is very good. But don’t worry, we have time to talk slowly. Brisk, his height is only 1.2 meters, although it is relatively tall among halflings. Zelin followed him and had no choice but to slow down. "But there must be no other person's entrustment to you in your body. As far as I know about you, you are not a person who has entrustment and is still wandering around."

"No, in fact, I just happened to pass here. I originally planned to go to Willen and find a colleague, a demon hunter like me." Zelin followed Rasty out of the medical school tower known as the Great Bell Tower. . At noon there are a lot of students in the college. There are hundreds of students in the entire college, and the population of the entire Osenfurt City is only a thousand people.

"How are you going to find it, Willen's range is not small" Milo is familiar with the college car, and the demon hunter only needs to follow him without worrying about getting lost. They walked past the spooky modernist science and technology building, and turned to Gaydensdeng Bridge. When passing by the statue of the demigod of Nico Tim de Bout, the first principal of the academy, I happened to encounter several students from Milo who were offering flowers to the statue.

"Go to those villages and inquire. You should be able to find clues." Apart from that, Zelin really had no other way. He doesn't have much money to hire others to inquire about the news, or find a gossip vendor to buy news.

"If you want, I can help you. You know, I often go to Willen for treatment. The Baron Willen who lives in the crow's den, Wesselard, I have a good relationship with him. Ask him to help find someone. The problem. Since you haven't received the commission now, you definitely don't mind helping me. Um, good noon, Beaufort, and you, Grinton. "When I passed the classical lecture hall of the Department of Poetry, I met several people who had a relationship with Milo. Good professors, but they are all philosophy professors. They wanted to invite Milo to participate in a debate on the origin and nature of life, but Latis politely declined the invitation.

"If you have something to do, you can do it first. I have time to wait." Zelin said to Latis looking at the back of the leaving philosophy professor.

"You are not from the academy, so you don't know these guys in the philosophy department." Latis smiled slyly. "I can tell you what the process of this debate is. They will fill the debate table with fruit wine and honey. , And then use wine to moisturize the throat while debating. Before the sky is completely dark, there will be people who are unconscious. People who are not drunk will use the wine to roll up their sleeves and prepare for a big fight. Bibi has the loudest voice. Oh oh ~ I am old, this is not a party I can participate in."

"Isn't this a debate?"

"Please, the origin and essence of life, we are not the creation gods, how can we know these things?" The medical professor waved his hand and walked into the college canteen with the demon hunter, next to the red student dormitory. "Come on, let Let’s talk about business, put down your backpack, aren’t you tired with so many things on your back? I’ve been thinking about what to do, now it’s fine, here you are!"

"If you can really help me and ask Baron Willen for help, I think I still have time to stay in Osenfort for two more days." If the Baron of Willen can help, Zelin can't help it. After all, compared with village by village, tavern after tavern to inquire, the baron with hundreds of soldiers and many spies must be more efficient. He only needs to send a message to the village elders, and all kinds of news can be gathered the next day, yes or no.

"Ha~ I know you can help." Raszhang clapped his hands happily. "But I'm afraid it's the only thing you can do. Well, it's actually related to my student. Yes, it's the one who brought you here. My student, Xia Ni. She is a good girl and a good student, but... let's talk about it slowly."

PS: The horizontal line that the ship’s mother accompanies, help someone recommend it, it’s a starting point, not bad

Chapter 141 Owl

There are as many spies outside the academy as flies.

Osenfurt is a gem, but lying in the garbage. To the west of Academy City is the famous Free City of Novigrad, and to the east is Tritog, the capital of Ridania, both suitable for spy assassins to show their talents. On the gallows in the capital, you can often see spies from the Southern Empire or traitors who are coveting Nilfgaard’s gold. In the past, this should have been a secret operation, secret arrests, secret executions, put them in sacks, tie stones, and throw them into the river. . But because of the war, everything was exposed. The academy denounced it as black terror and protested against the attempts of Redania soldiers to set up a gallows in the square outside the Thinker’s Gate, but the public was enthusiastic about it. .

"The academy is the cradle of science, art, and free thinking. The most beautiful art and the most advanced inventions come from the academy, and all these results are precisely because we don't need to consider how to bow to the king. The academy should be an academy."

Milo has been teaching at the medical school in Osenfort for decades, and his home is here. Zelin understands how much he loves the college.

"But the war has provoked the enthusiasm of many young people. They don't know what war is. They only see the young and handsome Foltest... Oh, I got it wrong. This is the propaganda of Tamoria. "The professor threw away the yellowed paper beside the dining table and picked up another one from another place. "Well, this one is. Would you like to see it?"

"No, I have seen enough." Zelin chewed on the brown bread he had brought. Milo asked for a treat, but he refused.

Rydania’s economy is considered good among the northern countries, and the currency in circulation, the krona, is the most valuable currency. Zelin’s few Oren coins alone cannot support his life near Novigrad. Now one krona can be exchanged for almost four Oren. On the south bank of the Ponta River, Zelin can afford to live in a hotel, but on the north bank, he can only buy a few glasses of beer. Moreover, the recent trade conflict has made Oren and Fran in Zelin’s hands not so easy to use. "We are not young anymore..."

"But the students are very young" Latis shook his head.

"Well, I think I understand what you mean."

In the evening, the sun is about to go down, and the day’s rain will disappear and the sky will be covered again. This weather will last for about half a month, and then it is estimated that the first snow of this year will be ushered in. It may be earlier. The temperature is getting more and more in recent years. The colder. Perhaps the era of hoarfrost and white light is really coming?

Rainwater filled the canal next to the town, and raindrops fell along the roof, gleaming on the wooden sheds of the pier and the deck of the fishing boat. There was a thin mist on the side of the canal. There was no one in the alley, the air was very cold, and only scattered people were still on the street.

Latis’ commission was simple. He had noticed before that some medicines were missing from the medical school, and the professor hoped that the demon hunter would help find the stolen items. The entrustment sounds simple, but it’s just a search for the lost property. At most, it’s a theft. Zelin has received many similar entrustments. In most cases, people are lost. Sometimes it’s trivial matters, such as missing the hammer and the box at home. 'S money was stolen. The price for the Demon Hunter is very expensive, but it can definitely be retrieved. When Zelin stays in a city for a few more days and many people know that there is a demon hunter in the city, people with a little savings in the family will come to him.

At first, Zelin speculated that it might have been done by students in the academy, but Rasty told him that, besides him and a few other professors, only Xia Ni and a few other students could go to the warehouse. As for Xia Ni, she often left the college during this time.

"I am worried about her, she is a good girl, and I am worried that she will be deceived" Milo stirred the fisherman soup in front of him Remuneration, right? The king’s spy was proclaimed everywhere in the town that the academy was built on the land of Redania, and the academy belonged to Redania. As patriots, we should stop recruiting students from other places and do our best for Wiz. King Mill serves. I am really worried that the students will be taken away by the recent high patriotism."

"Does no country condemn this kind of behavior?"

"This is what the locals of Osenforte said. Of course, we all know who these self-proclaimed locals are."

These spies are not easy to deal with at all. Based on Zelin's understanding of their leader Sigismund Dikoscher, he will not train his subordinates to be sheep, let alone turn them into polite gentlemen. . Milo didn't want to see secret agents threaten his students, so the professor asked Zelin to confirm this. The academy must not allow people to catch political handles. Many people are staring here day and night, but a demon hunter will not have any scruples in this regard.

So Zelin spent an afternoon searching for clues in the academy. I have to say that finding the required footprints in the academy is simply more difficult than tracking them in towns. There are students and professors going back and forth. The same uniforms and even boots are the same. Any light breeze is the same. The size of the footprints can be changed. He spent a lot of time, and the last traces all pointed to the place outside the academy, which was near the canal wharf where Zelin was at the moment.

However, it is worth mentioning that the tracked person did not leave the college through the main entrance. The demon hunter found a secret passage hidden by vines in the garden near the library wall. Many student's footprints remain inside, which can explain why the college is not allowed to go out at night, but at night you can always see students in the tavern outside the college and in the ‘rosebud’.

The demon hunter pulled down the hood on the cloak and replaced it with the prepared soft leather cap. The hood soaked in water was very uncomfortable to press on his head. Zelin bought a soft leather cap that was waterproof and could at least keep his head. Department is dry. The ships tied to the shore were pushed and collided by the rain that filled the river, and the iron chains kept making protests.

Zelin walked into the shadow of the thatched hut and avoided the carriage that was pulling buckets of fresh fish. Candlelight projected from the roadside hotel, and three drunk fishermen stumbled to the shore amidst singing and laughter. Two of them were arguing and pushing each other, repeating meaningless verbal abuse, the third sang nasty lyrics, and then all of a sudden fell on the ground and vomited. A place very suitable for inquiring about news, but also a place suitable for underground transactions.

A large gray owl quietly landed on the wooden fence on the edge of the pier. She flapped her wings and shook off the rain on her body, and the figure of a demon hunter was reflected in her pale golden eyes.

The griffon emblem hunted in the cool breeze.

PS: There is one more update tonight, but it is estimated that it will be very late depending on the time...By the way, explain the timeline. It’s the end of 1264. The White Wolf first saw Xia Ni in the spring of 1267.

Chapter 142 The Wharf

The traces of tracing extend all the way to a two-story wooden building that can be called a small fortress.

The building stands on the canal, about fifteen meters away from the river bank. It is supported by wooden piles and low-level planks. The river water is constantly beating against the base plate, and the wood of the whole building has long been dyed dark. A lantern is hung on the second floor, which can illuminate the surrounding water and the river bank directly in front of it. There are two hanging rings in front of the lantern, and the only road connecting the building to the river bank is hanging from the outside of the suspension bridge. Obviously, the people inside do not want outsiders to approach their house at will. He has no sense of security, so he lives in this isolated wooden house.

Zelin lowered his head. The two banks of the canal were scouring. Jumping into the river on a rainy night was not an interesting choice. He can lead out the people inside, but the river bank is too far from the door, and it is difficult for the Seal of Yaxie to play a role at such a distance.

The footprints went to the river and disappeared, but the place where they disappeared was the place where the suspension bridge was lowered. They must have been inside, but the footprints went back and forth, and the freshness of the footsteps back and forth was almost the same. The hunter could imagine what it was at that time. Scene. Someone entered with what the people in the cabin needed, and then left soon. He squatted down, the river bank guardrail was in disrepair for a long time, and the outermost edge was not spiked due to fracture. On one of the spikes, a few knuckle-length light green silk threads were agitated by the night wind to straighten his body.

The people who came to visit wanted to leave as soon as possible, and did not pay attention when they walked down the suspension bridge. As a result, the cloak covering the body was scratched by the fence spikes. It may not be a cloak, but just a coat. The drizzle started when night fell. If it came here in the afternoon, wearing the cloak would be too conspicuous, and conspicuous would represent trouble, just like the trouble that Zelin is about to encounter now.

"Look here, where's the fool! Old man, this is not where people like you should be."

The raindrops hit the water and ripples splashed everywhere.

"Come to this place where birds do not **** in the middle of the night, it is not safe, but thanks to you meeting us. Come on, let us all be smart, we will send you away, and then only need a small payment."

The three men seemed to emerge from the alley suddenly, and when the demon hunter checked the fence, they leaned up. Everyone was holding an iron-headed club, and a slightly fat man had a dagger pinned to his waist. The blade of the dagger was carefully polished, reflecting the cold light in the moonlight. It seems very deterrent to match his size, but Zelin does not think that the other party knows how to use this dagger. He is more likely to just buy this dagger to make himself seem difficult to challenge, because there are few things that can be used. Avoid the gaze of the demon hunter, such as the fact that the short sword is not opened at all.

Zelin was a little surprised, but then he realized that the cloak blocked him and the light was very dim, which had no effect on the demon hunter, but it was dark enough for ordinary people.

Seeing that Zelin didn't respond, one of the men shook his fist.

"Listen, you have two options now. Either you hand over the money yourself, or we knock you out and take the money away. But this is Osenfurt, we are all gentlemen, what do you think?" The fat man opened his arms, and the others laughed as if in agreement. "We are all civilized and polite. So take out the money so that we are all very convenient. It's best not to have eyesight and don't expect the guards to care about one. The corpse found in the river."

Zelin squinted his eyes and swept across the four people in front of him, pressing his left thumb on his middle finger, followed by his index finger, and then holding his ring finger and little finger harder, golden light flashed across his eyes. The mice in the alley suddenly panicked, screaming and fled to the longboard and garbage dump.

However, what followed was not the voice of the demon hunter or the robber, but an angry roar from the wooden house in the canal.