The Void Pathfinder from the Demon Hunter World

The next day, Marvin, who had just woken up, felt sore all over. Not to mention fighting, he felt severe pain in his wounds just standing.

He asked the bartender downstairs about the herbalist in the city and went out to see a doctor.

The doctor said that the bone was injured, so he applied ointment and went back to the tavern to continue sleeping.

According to the doctor, the best treatment for this kind of injury is to get a good night's sleep.

After sleeping for another day, the swelling of the wound had subsided, and there was still a little purple. It looked like it would heal after resting for ten days or so.

This money was not wasted.

Marvin then remembered that there were still a bunch of bits and pieces found on the navigator that he had not sorted out.

He carefully polished off all the magic runes on the disassembled armor, put away the leather armor as spare parts, and threw the rest directly into the river downstairs.

The most valuable of the other things was a diary.

"7th Fog Month, 2011, cloudy.

It's another boring hunting day. To be honest, I'm tired of hunting unicorns. But we have no other choice. The land is getting poorer and poorer. It is said that the magical plants in the Tumen Plain are growing worse and worse... People are still discussing the style of headdresses, the color matching of paintings and the newly launched Olila wine. Sigh...

10th Fog Month, 2011, heavy fog.

The Great Sage has returned from the other world! However, the King of the Wild Hunt quarreled with the Great Sage in front of us again. It was still because of the unicorn. The Great Sage insisted on taming the unicorn, and the King of the Wild Hunt criticized the Great Sage for always running away... Although I think the Great Sage is right, it is indeed a waste of time for the Great Sage to always go to the other world. We are just soldiers, we don't know how to tame unicorns. They shouldn't quarrel in front of us. Sigh, Gassner asked me to write less diary, what if someone sees it? Maybe he is right.

21st Fog Month, 2011, sunny.

A rare good Weather, but the commander's orders are boring. Ileris said that it's almost time for him to attend the Oak Festival at Bald Mountain, and asked us to help him prepare gifts. Why does he always attend the Oak Festival of those three druids, by Adges? Are female night demons so attractive?

26th Fog Month 2011, snow.

It's snowing again, and the snow is coming earlier and earlier every year. Is the white frost chasing again? Why is everyone still so indifferent? Treles and his men haven't returned yet, and no news has been sent back. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be so slow to catch a short-born kid? Maybe something delayed him? Maybe he found a new brewing formula? Who knows. Commander Ileris asked me to set out tomorrow to catch the short-born kid and find Treles by the way. He is finished and will definitely be punished, hahahaha... This time I will lead two teams, with plenty of manpower. Do you want to catch a few female slaves by the way? There is still a shortage of manpower at home, and..."

The diary is written in Elleron.

Elleron is the language of the Elven people, and it is mostly the same as the ancient Elven language, but there are some differences in the magic elements.

Because the magic in the demon hunter world comes from the elves, most magicians can speak this language. Marvin can speak it, and he has known it for a long time.

From this diary, it seems that the Ain El tribe is not peaceful...

Although this diary has a lot of valuable information, it also makes Marvin have more questions.

Hoarfrost is not the ability of the Wild Hunt? On the contrary, it seems to be chasing them... Why? What exactly is Hoarfrost?

The King of the Wild Hunt is Eredin Brick Glass, and the Great Sage should be Avallac'h, right?

The "Balder Mountain Oak Festival" mentioned in the diary should refer to the Spring Festival held by the Lady of Velen Forest every year.

During the Spring Festival, three old witches will use the seeds of the magic oak tree to squeeze oil and make potions to give to Velen's believers.

These potions will bring a good harvest when sprinkled on the fields, and can cure diseases when drunk.

Based on his memory, Marvin guessed that Ileris might go, and now he is sure that he will go!

This is good news. We can plan how to kill the Wild Hunt commander.

...

While waiting, Marvin went to Kael Siren again and practiced the siege plan with the demon hunters.

These days were calm. Whether he stayed in the tavern, strolled in the city, or wandered in the wild, he did not encounter the Wild Hunt again.

Time flew to November 1, 1172.

When it was time to meet up with the group of wizards, he set off for the city of Pound Venis...

After leaving a letter at the counter of the agreed tavern, Marvin opened a room here to rest.

He did not find another place to live because he had to act like a young prince who was simple and liked luxury. After all, this tavern was the most luxurious in the city.

In order to fit in, he even put on a new wizard robe and an expensive fur cape to cover his increasingly developed muscles...

"Hello, hello, I'm Marvin, please answer if you hear me..."

"Bang! Oh, click, hiss...hiss...I heard it, I heard it..."

"Yeah, I heard it too. Elan, it's very lively there."

"Marvin, ahem...is it time?"

"Yes, the agreed time has come, I'm already waiting at the agreed place. From today on, there's no need not to contact me. If you have anything to say, hurry up now."

"Actually, I don't have anything to say. The location remains unchanged, everything will go according to plan, we are all ready. Let me confirm again, when we attack, are you sure you can dodge?"

"I'm sure!"

"Huh...I believe you won't joke about your life. That's it."

"Okay, Elan. Goodbye."

"Goodbye, Marvin."

...

On November 5, Marvin received a piece of letter paper handed over by the bartender. It was a note left by Osiris, which wrote their residence and meeting time in the dryad language, and the location was not here.

It was not that Osiris carefully chose a safer place, but simply because there were not enough rooms here.

Five days later, Marvin had a clearer understanding of these laboratory geeks.

In the evening, in the suite on the third floor of the Blue Flag Tavern, there were Marvin, Osiris, and another tall and burly gray-haired wizard in the room.

If it were not for special circumstances, if it was on the street, Marvin would hardly recognize this burly man who was at least 190cm tall and had a beard as a magician.

After introducing each other, Marvin learned that this burly wizard was named Svaleg's Zaparov, the first president of the Mages' Union.

This was a Skellige man, and it was very obvious in both his accent and his name. Svaleg is a place name in Skellige.

This meeting is a test for Marvin, he doesn't know if his acting skills can pass the test...

"Zhaparov, that... President. I once told Osiris that I actually want to join you, I admire your ideals, but because..."

Marvin showed that the young man wanted to be recognized by the other party, and he was a little bit shy.

Zhaparov waved his hand and interrupted, saying: "It doesn't matter! Osiris has already told me. He is right, the same ideas will always make us meet. At least we met this time. There is no need to call me President, we are just companions who study and progress together."

Strong interruption and timely enticement, Zaparov showed his appreciation for his subordinates and his indifference to the title. It also contains a little reminder, the word "this time" is very heavy. He reminded Marvin to express his motivation for participating in this action as soon as possible.

Marvin found that this president has something, a strong personality, but not lacking in scheming.

His brain was working at high speed...

"I knew it, I knew it, Zaparov, you are all... Alas! I really should go to Ban Ade to study... Unfortunately, it's too far, and my father won't agree."

Marvin was very excited, as if he didn't understand the other party's reminder at all... Let's talk nonsense for a while.

Zhaparov was not in a hurry, but continued to test: "It doesn't matter, in fact, we are about to leave Ban Ade. Amavit, in fact, we also need help from Aretusa. You can help us, right?"

God knows whether they are really going to leave the academy, whoever believes it is an idiot. The president is a little more skilled in talking nonsense, and he tested again in the second half of the sentence.

"As it should be! But... I am still an apprentice now, although the teacher said that my grades are not bad. But she doesn't even let me enter the laboratory."

Marvin didn't accept it, and continued to talk nonsense, expressing his dissatisfaction with the current situation, and expecting to be recognized by the other party.

Osiris on the side couldn't help it. He didn't understand why the president and this young man were talking about these useless things. He should get the benefits as soon as possible.

"Amavit, we are determined this time. You can give enough help now." He looked at the leather bag under the prince's feet with greedy eyes, "Did you bring it?"

Marvin gave Osiris a thumbs up in his heart. But it was too timely. His brain was overclocked and almost smoked.

"Of course, how could I delay?" He picked up the leather bag "with great effort": "All... all in it. Humph, this time I want those demon hunters to know that some people cannot be offended."

Like the previous probing, Marvin could neither pretend that he understood nor pretend that he didn't understand at all. It was difficult to grasp. Now that Osiris started, the topic of loyalty later was easy to start.

In the leather bag were 800 orens and 12 magic crystals, a large sum of money, about a quarter of the inventory. This was the support for this action as agreed. Marvin really felt a little painful.

Osiris couldn't wait to "take" the rather heavy leather bag. The two of them were in a stalemate for a while.

Zaparov on the side showed a faint expression of disdain, which soon disappeared, and asked: "Oh, Amavit, what's the matter? Osiris didn't mention it."

This seems to be concerned, but it is actually another test, testing Marvin's motives.

You see, the topic is smoothly continued. Osiris is a good person.

"A few years ago, I hired four demon hunters to go to Vizima. I wanted them to teach me swordsmanship and magic signs. The abominable guy from the Griffin faction actually refused me! How dare he refuse me? He took the money. He also got angry with me. I just learned magic signs out of curiosity. Shame on you!"

Marvin's words are half true and half false. No matter who goes to check, this is true. More details are not something that ordinary people can find, at least the two in front of them can't do it.

Zaparov showed an expression of "as expected", very slight. He should have done some research in advance.

"Signs are just some tricks, there is really no need to spend energy on them. Arzu is wasting his talent by making them." Zaparov expressed his disdain for Arzu and turned to the next test: "Amavit, we are going to explore the terrain in a few days. Do you plan to go with us? The temperature on the mountain is not comfortable."

"No! I am ready. This is my first time..."

In response to Zaparov's doubts, Marvin showed moderate resistance, and almost "exposed" his nervousness and expectations of participating in actual combat for the first time.

"Your strength... Of course, we are not questioning it, but, you know, the action is still a little dangerous."

"Ah? Isn't this time to explore the terrain? How can it be dangerous? We have 13 mages."

Osiris interrupted and said: "Ahem, of course we have the strength to deal with all dangers. But you have to know, Amavit, you are still an apprentice."

The vice president did a good job. After all, the president cannot say words that offend people. Neither of them wanted to take this apprentice to act, it was too cumbersome. But it was indeed a bit mean to change his face just after getting the money.

Marvin stood up angrily and roared: "Fuck, then why did you call me here? Give me back the money. Guards!"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't get excited."

Zaparov quickly stood up to comfort him. It didn't matter if the prince got angry, but if they really made a big deal, they would not end well.

The Mage Union cannot afford to offend the Temeria royal family at the moment. If the demon hunters are alarmed again, things will get worse.

Zaparov didn't want to be a burden, nor did he want to return the money. He planned to use the tactic of procrastination.

"This time we are just investigating the terrain. It's actually meaningless. It's still very cold on the mountain. Wait until next time, when we launch an attack next time, you can come with us. How about it?"

"Do you think I'm stupid? It's dangerous next time... uh, no, I won't fight those dirty demon hunters. Just this time, next time I will stand far away and watch them being buried by the avalanche. Otherwise, you can return the money to me!"

Well, it seems that this burden can't be thrown off. Zaparov and Osiris exchanged glances, and the president nodded slightly.

Osiris said, "Okay, just this time. Then you have to be more prepared."

Marvin smiled happily: "No problem. Can I bring a guard?"

Osiris said awkwardly: "No, no. We have to keep it secret."

"Oh... okay." Marvin looked a little worried, and then he became excited: "When do we set off? What else do you need me to do? My Eagle Eye range finding method is very good."

"Uh, no, no, we have enough manpower. It's good for you to follow."

"Oh, by the way, are all 12 of you here?" This sentence is the second most important question in this meeting today.

"We have a few experiments that are not easy to delay, and a few people didn't come. They are really..."

Zhaparov's patience was almost worn out by the stupid prince in front of him, and he rarely showed obvious emotional fluctuations.

He always felt that the members did not respect him enough.

Marvin frowned and asked, "How many of you are here? You can't be the only two of you, right? I can't bring guards with me, you have to ensure my safety!"

"Nine, nine of us, enough to handle the situation. Don't worry." Osiris tried to smooth things over.

He was very satisfied with the current situation within the Federation. Moreover, he felt that nine people were enough, and it was normal to be unable to leave when the experiment reached a critical moment.

"Well, that's fine. When are we leaving?" Marvin got excited again.

"The day after tomorrow morning. Amavit, we still have some things to deal with." Zaparov was no longer interested in this naive and playful prince, and began to drive him away.

"No problem, shall we still gather here?"

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