The Void Pathfinder from the Demon Hunter World

Weilun, Bancohan Village.

Everyone came to the door of the blacksmith shop + tavern, and Amavit ordered: "Just rest here. When the sun sets, we will deal with the demon spirit. Then we will spend the night here. Call the blacksmith here for me."

"Okay, Master. Do you need to eat?" Drina asked.

"Just watch and scream. Also, ask the boss for candles, not oil lamps. The damn weather in Willen."

"Understood, Master."

…

Everyone had just finished lunch, and Amavit was reading a book with a candle.

Drina led a pot-bellied Mediterranean man in a leather apron.

The prince closed the book, pointed to the blacksmith furnace in the wooden house and asked, "Blacksmith, does the furnace belong to you?"

"Yes, sir," the blacksmith said uneasily, rubbing his dark hands together.

"We'll spend the night here tonight. You know the crazy weather in Willen. So don't turn off the stove tonight and add more coal. How much does it cost?"

When he heard that it was business, the Mediterranean blacksmith immediately lost his nerves. He fiddled with the front pocket of his leather apron for a while and replied: "Five oren."

"Hey, fat man, do I look like one of those stupid nobles who doesn't know horse shit? Or do you think our swords are just ordinary pieces of iron?"

The guards nearby drew their swords in cooperation.

The Mediterranean blacksmith was stared at by the young man and did not dare to move, let alone look back to see if the sword behind him had been raised. He hesitated for a long time, not daring to make an offer, and finally gritted his teeth: "No money, sir, no money."

Amavit waved his hand impatiently: "2 Oren, get out of here! Fak."

After the blacksmith ran away, Drina stretched out his head and said, "Master, you said dirty words."

"What? Do you want to go back and make a report? Get out of here too!" His Royal Highness raised his foot to kick his bodyguard: "What the hell, if the stove goes out tomorrow morning, I will hang you up and roast you."

The guard officer ran far away before replying: "Okay, Master, it's your wish."

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The setting sun made the mud puddles on the roadside shine with strange colors, and white mist slowly floated from the woods outside the village.

Outside the door of the dilapidated house, there was only a small pile of women's bones, but they cast a large, grotesque shadow in the sunset.

Drina placed the bracelet on top of the pile of bones.

Amavit waved his hand and asked the guards to prepare to run away from a distance as previously agreed. He himself stood 5 meters away from the bone pile, waiting for the sunset...

When the sky turned completely dark, Amavit recovered his thoughts and cast Fire Breath on the bone pile. The pile of bones and the bracelet began to burn strangely and gradually turned into ashes.

Amavit drew his silver sword and watched quietly as the bone pile burned.

Suddenly, a pale green light lit up inside the dilapidated house.

Ouch...

A miserable and malicious roar came from the house.

The doorway of the house revealed the tattered skirt of the demon spirit.

The prince continued to wait. Rammed earth walls had never been a problem for demon spirits.

The demon spirit disappeared, and the next moment it appeared next to the burning pile of bones that was almost extinguished.

Everything was exactly as expected.

Amavit is not a demon hunter, so he does not necessarily have to take the seal of Arden under his feet. He threw a crystal fragment with a purple halo in front of the demon spirit's eyes. This was a gadget he made in the afternoon, and he made more than one.

The purple circular magic circle unfolded silently on the ground, and the Arden magic circle covered the demon spirit. Within the scope of this magic circle, demon spirits cannot become virtual, cannot teleport and move slowly.

The prince's left hand gestures changed and he breathed out frost.

The torrent of magic with broken ice lasted for about 30 seconds. Based on his ice affinity and spell-casting power, he is enough to freeze a pool of water.

The demon spirit, which cannot be blurred or teleported, is frozen in an irregular ice crystal.

Seeing that the demon spirit was frozen, Amavit stepped back quickly. It was estimated that it was almost twenty meters away. The ice crystal was still intact and the Arden magic circle had enough duration. He inserted the silver sword by his feet and began to cast spells with both hands. .

The casting time was exceptionally long this time, and the fireball between his hands grew larger, was compressed, grew larger, and was compressed again...

Click, click~

Cracks continued to appear on the ice crystals. When the ice crystals were on the verge of collapse, the prince pushed the fireball between his hands towards the demon spirit.

The fireball was about half a meter in diameter when it was released. It flew towards the demon spirit with a red flame tail and was already over 3 meters in size when it hit.

boom! Bang, crash...

The pyrotechnic explosion that swept more than ten meters destroyed broken houses and fences.

When the smoke dissipated slightly, Amavit was holding up a pale golden spherical protective shield, safe and sound. Note①

Tens of seconds later, everything settled and the demon spirit did not appear again. The prince lifted the shield, applied a layer of personal shield to himself, and walked towards the center of the explosion with his silver sword, paying attention to the surrounding movements and looking for something on the ground. Afraid that I would miss it, I threw another lighting spell on my head.

Finally, he found what he wanted, evil spirit dust, beside the ruins of the broken house. The material residue left behind in this world after the death of evil spirit monsters. A relatively precious alchemical material.

As my fingers approach the pile of residue...

"bite!"

[Tip: If you find the remains of a magical creature, do you want to submit it? 】【whether】

Um? Select [Yes].

The pile of evil spirit dust disappeared.

[Tip: If the submission is successful, the mental attribute +1 will be rewarded. 】

NICE!

The prince did not get up, and the [Properties] tab of the open panel changed:

[Spirit: 20 → 21 (view introduction)]

Continue to check the [Ability] section, there is no change.

Amavit closed the panel, stood up, sheathed his sword, and walked towards the guards.

The guards also came over, and Drina gave him a questioning look.

"It's solved. I used too much force and it's all gone."

Drina shrugged: "Just solve it."

…

The battle just now seemed simple, but Amavit had used all his abilities. In addition to using normal magic, he also used the witcher's seal.

Although he only used 3 magic spells, he is now empty of mana.

Moreover, without the seal, he wouldn't even be able to do anything against the demon spirits.

This is also the purpose of learning Dharma seals.

I learned the sigil when I was studying swordsmanship with the demon hunter.

During those three months, the griffin sect's demon hunters who had rigid doctrines and the wolf sect's demon hunters who had their own rules were unwilling to teach him the seal.

But the bear sect demon hunters don't have those particularities. As long as they have enough money, they can teach them anything.

Cat pie? Cat Pie's seal was used too badly.

Amavit learned the universal sigil and the unique "Quen sigil-active shield" unique to the Bear faction.

His Royal Highness the Prince is a very talented sorcerer. For him to learn dharma seals, the palace advisor Elena is very puzzled.

Orthodox mages look down upon the seal very much, calling it a "trick".

Amavit has a completely different view.

If you rely solely on learning and training, swordsmanship will develop combat effectiveness much faster than magic.

And his golden finger is not very powerful, and it will take a long time to really use magic to defeat the enemy.

During this period of development, the seal and his own improved little magic are the best supplements. This is the first reason.

Secondly, in the process of studying the seal, he also verified his guess. The seal seemed simple, but in fact it had very profound magical principles. By studying the seals, you can provide yourself with directions for improving your magic.

The witcher completely lost his ability to cast spells due to a genetic mutation. For example, Geralt the White Wolf actually has very good magic talent, and his mother is a warlock. Warlocks are all born magicians, and their descendants are basically warlocks, but Geralt lost his ability to cast spells due to a mutation.

In the process of hunting monsters, not having the ability to cast spells is fatal.

So Arzu and his teacher specially developed the sigil to allow demon hunters to cast weakening magic in battle.

There are six types of Dharma seals. Igni who controls fire, Alder who has telekinesis, Axi who can hypnotize, Arden who can trap magic, Quen who has physical protection, and Heliotrop who can resist magic.

It is not difficult for ordinary people to acquire the ability to cast spells after a period of study and training. Even the poorest mage apprentice can throw a small fireball or magic missile.

So, what a genius idea it would be to allow a witcher who can't cast spells at all to have magical abilities, a sigil? How much profound magical knowledge does it contain?

Give an example. Driving is very simple, just step on the accelerator. But how complicated is the principle of the car? How complex are the engines, transmission systems, and electronic control systems?

The smarter things are, the easier they are to operate. At the same time, the smarter things are, the higher their technological content is.

The same is true for Dharma seals.

After research, Amavit verified his conjecture. The principle of the seal is not simple.

In addition to the above two points, there is one last reason.

Rather than standing at a distance and throwing magic, Amavit prefers close combat with a sharp edge.

And after awakening his bloodline, he will definitely go on adventures in other worlds. Where can I find a front-row tank that also has the ability to shuttle? Even if there is, is he reliable?

Without such teammates, how could he stand at a distance and read spells and cast spells with peace of mind?

What should I do if I arrive in a low-demon world and encounter a low-demon environment? How can you support a powerful spell with only the magic energy in your body?

Therefore, melee combat must be available, and magic must be instantaneous.

Regarding his combat system, he envisioned instant magic control and close combat output.

…

Early the next morning, everyone woke up from the bunks next to the blacksmith's furnace. The prince felt that his nose was extremely dry. He gasped for air and found that both nostrils were blocked. He opened his mouth to breathe and felt that his throat was about to burst.

Fuck, I just remembered to prevent carbon monoxide poisoning, forgot about soot, and slept too close to the stove.

Amavit cursed himself for being a big fool.

"Water." His Royal Highness raised his hand and called for someone, his voice hoarse.

Drina quickly brought a jar of water over.

Amavit hurried out with the water jug, stood in the yard and drank a swig of water, rinsed his mouth and spit it out, until the water became muddy.

Damn it!

After struggling for a long time, the effect is limited.

He threw the Cleansing Technique into his nose and mouth, poured water into his mouth, poured water into his nose, and coughed it out.

What a shame...

After struggling for more than ten minutes, I changed two cans of water, and my mouth and nose were finally clean.

My throat was still hurt and it was uncomfortable to listen.

He dug out a bottle of healing potion prepared by the priestess of Meriteli Temple, took a small sip, and held it in his throat, waiting for the potion to take effect.

Done. It's nice to have money.

The guards were also slightly unwell, as they had to change shifts for the night and slept further away from the stove, but the condition was not serious.

Everyone struggled for another half an hour and finally got rid of the "Smoke Throat" DEBUFF. Note①

…

After everything was packed, two guards were left to guard the luggage and horses. The others followed the prince to the Kent house to ask for their reward.

Doo doo doo... "Kent, open the door."

Kent, who opened the door, saw three more well-armored soldiers behind the boy yesterday, and was stunned for a moment: "Sir, uh, no, good morning, sir."

"Good morning, Kent. You should have heard the explosion last night. The demon spirit burned out. It's time for you to pay me."

"Yes, my lord, we heard you."

Kent stood in the door, wanting to take a look, but he was a little afraid and didn't know how to confirm whether the scary ghost had been killed.

"Come out and take a look, it's daytime."

Kent finally had the courage to walk out and look at the original shabby house.

"Ah!" Kent exclaimed, and he found that the shabby house had been completely destroyed.

He hesitated again, not wanting to pay until he was sure the ghost had been eliminated. But facing such a powerful group of people, he did not dare to refute. 30 oren is not a small amount of money.

His Royal Highness the Prince disdained to bully ordinary people. He reached out to Drina behind him, took a piece of paper, turned around and handed it to Kent.

"This is an official Temerian document, with my signature and official seal. If you find that the demon spirit is not dead in the future, take this to your lord, and he will refund the money. I will also come back to deal with subsequent troubles for free. .Any more questions?”

Kent thought he had seen a little bit of the world, and he felt that this group of people would not go to such great lengths to defraud him of 30 oren from a farmer in Bancohan...right? He gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, please wait. I'll go back and get the money."

After taking the money bag from Kent and turning it over to Drina, Amavit looked at the farmer and said, "Do you know the names Claire and Walker?"

"Claire...Walker..." Kent scratched his butt and lowered his head to remember, and then said: "Ah, Claire lived in that house a few years ago. Then I remember...I remember that the lord's soldiers came. And later, Claire It didn’t show up anymore.”

Kent looked at the black-haired boy in confusion: "Sir, you are also the lord's..."

"Your lord is not qualified to order me. Where is Walker?"

"Walker, I don't remember the name. What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it doesn't matter. Goodbye, Kent."

"Goodbye, my lord."

[Tip: The "Ghosts at Night" mission has been completed. Is there any reward for the general book "Meditative Meditation"? 】【whether】

Select [Yes]

Open the learning machine, and there is an additional item on the [Knowledge] tab:

[Calm meditation method: Meditation is a method of cultivating the body and mind and improving the spiritual realm. Ming means annihilation; Xiang means thinking. Meditation is the elimination of delusions. Meditation practice has different effects on different people. Here we only describe the practice methods of meditation. 】

[Learning progress: 0%]

There are about ten pages at the back, including meditation postures, methods to get rid of distracting thoughts, and dozens of meditation experiences from unknown experts.

This is good stuff. On the mysterious side, the skill of meditation is simply a panacea and the nemesis of inner demons. You must seize the time to learn it.

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