The Void Pathfinder from the Demon Hunter World

The next morning, the group walked back to the Crow's Nest. Amavit, who had not slept enough, had a sour face and ignored everyone. He returned to the tavern, let the guards move freely today, and then took a shower and went to sleep.

At noon, His Royal Highness finally woke up. After a simple wash, at the dinner table, Drina reported: "Baron Vetherad sent someone to hope that you can accept the banquet in the castle above."

Baron Vetherad is the current lord of Velen, and his visit is interesting.

Amavit threw the bread in his hand into the plate and looked up at Drina.

"I have asked him about it. I guess the baron doesn't know your identity, but I can't guess your purpose."

"No matter how useless he is, he is still the lord of Velen. We have been hanging around in his territory for so many days. It's not surprising that he knows." His Royal Highness said calmly.

"It doesn't matter. If he knows my real identity, it will be even more difficult for him. It's good that we are fine. If anything goes wrong, my father will hang him on the gate of Vizima."

"So... you go and tell him that I am not feeling well and I won't see anyone. Today is free time. I want to study something. We will leave tomorrow morning. Velen can't stay."

"Your wish."

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In the afternoon, Amavit did not go out. He studied the books rewarded by the learning machine in the past few days in the room.

"Cornan Doss Magic Manual" is a magic experience written by an alternative wizard detective in the low magic world.

There are several fantastic magics in the manual. These spells have a common feature: low magic consumption, easy to use, and strange uses.

Mr. Cornan Doss also described the actual application effect of the spell in the form of cases.

For example, a spell named "blood test" by him can detect whether the exposed blood comes from men or women, and the length of time the blood is exposed, and it can be accurate to hours.

What's weird is that Mr. Cornan Doss divides human blood into 7 types.

This is really an alternative genius who dedicated his magic knowledge to the detective career.

The content of this magic manual is too complicated to read in a short time, and some questions need to be consulted with teacher Tissaya at Aretusa College.

The content of "Ming Dynasty Sword Weapon Atlas and Sword Techniques Collection" is ridiculously large, and it would take more than a dozen physical books. It also includes the famous "Xinyou Sword Technique" and "Single Sword Technique Selection".

Unfortunately, the environment is not suitable now, and there are no suitable weapons, so I can't practice. I can only talk about it later.

After more than 2 hours of exploration, the "Meditation Method" has found the trick.

The state of meditation is very wonderful. His brain is completely empty, and his mind and even his soul seem to be in an absolutely stable state, but he is not completely ignorant of the outside world. It seems that there is a perception circle of several meters, and he can wake up at the slightest movement...

Time quietly slips away in learning...

That night, maintain equipment, dinner, meditation, sleep...

The next morning, a group of 6 people who have packed their luggage rode out of the Crow's Nest and continued to head west.

At noon, they stopped briefly in Jiaomu Village. As they did not find any quests or monsters, they turned south after lunch and ran for another half a day. At sunset, they arrived at the last stop of this trip to Velen, Midcops Village.

They rented three houses through the village chief.

There was no conversation overnight. The next morning, Amavit ate while waiting for the village chief to come. He planned to see if there were any quests to take here.

If not, he would leave today. He had accumulated a lot of things to learn, and he was eager to find a stable environment to start learning.

"Good day, sir..." The village chief was an old man with sparse hair, and he saluted with his chest in a very stylish way.

"Wait." His Royal Highness raised his hand to interrupt the village chief, staring at the old man with interest: "Do you know who I am?"

The village chief was at a loss for words because of the young man's ice-blue eyes, and he hesitated: "Uh... I don't know. The lord sent someone to tell me to receive you well."

The prince, who had verified his guess, immediately lost interest in continuing the conversation.

In the current situation, even if there are any monster problems, the village chief will not say anything. You can't force a task commission, right? Forget it, hurry to Aretusa College.

Amavit shook off the bread crumbs on his hand, stood up and said: "Okay, I have nothing else to ask you to come. We will leave today, and you don't need to receive us. That's it."

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The group was riding on the muddy road south of Midcorps. Amavit was sorting out the study plan in his mind, so everyone was riding slowly.

The guard officer Drinatima caught up with the prince and said: "Master, the journey is a bit far, we have to speed up. Otherwise, we can't reach Gos Velen before sunset."

Amavit nodded and said: "I know, staying in the wild for a night is not a problem. Anyway, we will enter the city soon."

Seeing that His Royal Highness had a plan in mind, Drina stopped persuading him.

This trip to Velen gave the guard officer a deeper understanding of the intelligence of his own prince.

Near noon, after the group rode their horses through a muddy swamp covered with messy wooden boards, the dark clouds in the sky inexplicably disappeared. The noon sun in late spring made everything around bright.

Amavit slowed down his horse and looked back in the direction of Willen...

He knew why this was because the strange ability of the Lady of the Forest had affected Willen for an unknown period of time, and finally caused such a strange sight. The mysterious side is sometimes so unreasonable.

Using the horses again, the group continued to gallop south...

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Near sunset, there was a small fenced yard surrounded by three stone houses not far to the west of the road.

Amavit drove his horse to the courtyard, and the guards followed.

Immediately in front of the courtyard, the prince looked at the broken door of the main house and said, "Go and see if there is anyone, don't go in."

"Yes."

Drina and two guards dismounted and walked towards the courtyard.

"Master, no one." Drina stood at the door of the main house and shouted back. The other two guards also looked at the prince and shook their heads, indicating that no one in the other two rooms was also empty.

Amavit dismounted and did not rush into the house. For some reason, he felt that this courtyard and the house were somewhat unreasonable.

The outer walls of the three stone houses were mottled and pitted. They had not been repaired for a long time. The dust on the windowsill had hardened into lumps.

The wooden basin in the corner of the courtyard had accumulated a thick layer of dirt, and the iron bars of the basin were rusted badly.

The doors of the two side rooms were missing. Judging from the traces of the door hinges, the doors had been taken away for a long time. The side rooms were empty, with nothing.

The door of the main house was violently destroyed, and the broken stub at the padlock position indicated that it was not destroyed for a long time, that is, within a few days. If you look closely, there are traces of cleaning on the destroyed door, and there are also traces of sweeping on the floor inside the house.

There is only a huge cabinet and a large wooden bed left in the main house. It may be left here by the original owner because he could not move out of the house completely. The drawers of the cabinet are not closed tightly now.

Amavit crossed his arms and rubbed his chin with his right hand in thought.

The long-abandoned house has welcomed rude visitors in recent days. This visitor, or these visitors, even deliberately covered up their traces, although they were amateurish.

The right time, the right place, and the right target (Your Highness).

Too many coincidences are not coincidences. Even if it is a coincidence, it will not be wrong to be on guard.

The prince walked out of the room, asked the guards to bring the horses in, and ordered loudly: "Stay here tonight, tie the horses in the rooms on both sides, and feed them."

Since the suspicious points have been discovered, it is impossible to rest assured without getting some clues. You can't be completely ignorant of the enemy in the dark. And he already has a plan.

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Everything is packed up, and everyone eats dry food around the bonfire in the main room.

After everyone finished dinner, His Royal Highness made a gesture to silence and said in a low voice: "It may not be safe here, but it may be."

"Don't worry, I don't want to be a hunted deer. Let's rest normally for 2 hours first. If there are enemies, they won't come so soon. We have to make sure we are all asleep before we take action.

After 2 hours, keep this place as it is, keep the bonfire burning, cover ourselves with cloaks and leave quietly, heading north. The enemy is least likely to come from the north, and most likely to come from the woods in the west. Then we need to lurk for a while, or even until dawn.

When the enemy comes in, we go back and kill them. If there are too many enemies, let them go for the time being. Of course, there may be no enemies, and everything is just my suspicion. Okay, do you have any other questions?"

The guards looked at each other and shook their heads.

Amavit clapped his hands and said, "That's it, I'll rest for a while." After that, he crossed his legs and began to meditate.

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At night, the moon in the sky was covered by clouds and was hazy, and things nearby could barely be seen.

The door of the stone house opened with a slight creaking sound.

Everyone went out one by one, covered their whole bodies with black hooded cloaks, moved silently along the wall, climbed over the fence, sneaked a few dozen meters to the north, and Amavit signaled everyone to hide in a bush...

After squatting for half an hour, his legs were numb. Amavit cursed inwardly and moved his legs carefully. He wrapped his cloak tightly and meditated cross-legged.

I don’t know how long it took, but Drina next to him suddenly patted the prince on the back.

Amavit opened his eyes and looked through the gaps in the bushes to the courtyard. There were shadowy figures entering the courtyard, and he could only roughly distinguish about 10 people.

When there were no more figures outside the fence, Amavit stood up first and moved towards the courtyard, followed by a group of guards.

As they approached the side house, a shout came from the main house: "Where are the people?!"

The prince threw away his cloak that was in the way and shouted: "Here!" Then he whispered a little more quietly: "Close your eyes."

A strong white light flashed in front of the fence door. A scream came from the small courtyard.

After Amavit threw a lighting spell high into the side house, he ordered: "Kill without mercy."

The guards threw away their cloaks, drew their weapons, and silently climbed over the fence and rushed towards the enemy.

Amavit drew out his steel sword and cast a Quen shield on himself, climbed over the fence and walked towards the main house. If there was a leader, he must be in the main house.

He dealt with two enemies who covered their eyes and screamed, and left the rest to the guards, and walked towards the main house.

A man wearing a helmet and holding a sword and shield came out of the main house and was stunned when he saw the situation in the yard. He saw the young man walking with a sword, grinned and seemed to say something.

The prince raised his hand and cast an Alder seal.

The telekinetic impact blasted him and his unspoken words back into the house.

Amavit blocked the door, raised his hand, and exhaled fire.

"Ah...ah..." Obviously, there was more than one person in the house.

The prince walked into the room, and suddenly a sword light slashed down from the wall on the right.

Ka~bang! Quen's shield exploded, and the counterattack wave of the broken shield knocked the attacker over.

This is another function of Quen's seal. When the close-fitting shield is broken, it will automatically counterattack in the direction of the attack to buy time for the caster.

Amavit was shocked and sweaty. Sure enough, it's better to be careful.

Immediately apply another layer of Quen shield. Turning his head, he saw that the attacker had already stood up. In addition to the sword in his hand, he had another sword on his back. Looking at his amber pupils, he was a demon hunter.

Amavit did not try to be brave. He raised his hand and breathed fire to force the attacker back. By the way, he added some fire to the three people rolling on the ground, then left the main house and blocked the door.

Drina ran over with his two-handed sword, and was relieved to see that the prince was fine.

"Keep an eye on this place, don't let anyone out. I'll go to the back window." After saying that, Amavit ran to the gap between the two stone houses, climbed over the fence and turned to the back window of the main house, and ran into the demon hunter who was stepping on the window sill to escape.

Alder seal.

Bang, the telekinetic impact flipped the demon hunter back.

Not intending to give the demon hunter another chance to escape, Amavit raised his hand through the window and breathed frost.

The demon hunter nimbly rolled to the side to dodge, and Amavit moved his left hand, and a torrent of magic wrapped in ice shards chased the demon hunter.

The demon hunter moved very quickly, and threw a black ball while dodging. Alchemical bomb!

Amavit dodged and stepped back.

Bang! The black ball exploded near the window. The power was not great, but a cloud of smoke with green fluorescent dust floated out.

The prince stepped back a few steps and muttered: "The demon hunter is really difficult to deal with." Note ①

At this time, three people rushed in from the door of the stone house. They were Drina and two guards.

The demon hunter bent down to pick up the steel sword and rushed to the window, trying to escape from the window before the demon dust lost its effect.

Amavit did not advance but retreated, and at the same time took out a black ball and threw it at the window.

Boom! A bigger explosion with flames blew the demon hunter back again.

The honeycomb bombs were bought by His Royal Highness when he was learning swordsmanship from the demon hunter. He only bought two of the simplest honeycomb bombs.

After the explosion, the anti-magic dust was almost blown away. Amavit approached the window and shouted: "Drina, keep the one in red alive, and kill the rest."

"Yes!"

Amavit felt stuffy and nauseous in his chest, but he could still bear it. There was still a little bit of anti-magic dust in the air.

He held his breath and tried to cast a spell. The piercing magic torrent once again gushed towards the demon hunter.

The demon hunter, who was hit by an alchemical bomb head-on, looked miserable and had difficulty moving. He was no longer as agile as before, and his entire lower body was frozen in a few seconds.

The prince climbed into the stone house through the window widened by the explosion, and said to the guards who had completed their mission: "You two go guard the window. There is no magic blocker there. I feel uncomfortable staying here."

"Understood." ×2

The prince asked Drina again: "Where are our people?"

The guard officer stepped on the prisoner to prevent him from moving, and replied: "Standing guard at the door."

The prince nodded and walked towards the witcher who was frozen on the ground. He had to deal with the witcher personally.

The witcher's eyes were closed and he seemed to be unconscious, but the prince knew he was pretending. The battle just now would not make the witcher's inhuman body faint.

Amavit stepped on the witcher's left hand with one foot, and the steel sword in the witcher's right hand chopped him head-on.

The prince held the sword with both hands to swing away the chopped steel sword, and nailed the left arm he stepped on to the ground with his backhand, and stepped back to avoid the steel sword that chopped again.

Amavit pulled out the silver sword behind him, and swung away the steel sword again. The silver sword reached forward and accurately stabbed the witcher's wrist holding the sword, and the steel sword flew out of his hand. He stepped on the demon hunter's right hand and nailed it with a silver sword.

After confirming that the demon hunter had completely lost his ability to move, he began to search his body, throwing aside all the large and small leather bags, short knives, and tattered leather armor on his body. He even searched his hair and crotch before he felt relieved.

The demon hunter had a roaring cat head pendant hanging around his neck. He was a cat-faction demon hunter. No wonder he was a killer. Note ②

The boots were already frozen to his feet, so there was no need to search.

When facing a cat-faction demon hunter who was willing to be a killer, it was never too careful. Although this demon hunter was not very skilled.

Seeing that the guard had tied up another prisoner, the prince said, "Tie this one up too, be careful, this is a demon hunter."

The guards immediately started to trap him, and at the same time looked at the prisoner curiously.

It's not that they haven't seen demon hunters before. They also knew the four demon hunters who taught Amavit swordsmanship in Vizima, but they had never captured anyone.

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