The Divine Hunter

"On December 27, 1260, Basher was fishing along the Wigan River and accidentally discovered the fornicating Knight of the White Rose, Simon Patrick Latin and Queen Emilia..."

"The knight, in a panic, drew his sword and stabbed Basher, then fled with the queen."

"The injured Basher was caught by a transfiguration spider who was out hunting, and he died tragically."

"Because this adultery was broken, the queen decided to cut off the ambiguous relationship with Simon Knight, but the latter was unwilling, and the love and hatred went to extremes, which opened the prelude to the ceremony of the Seven Deadly Sins of the Sun Cult..."

"Simon and fellow knights screened and killed the target together, and in the end made himself a sacrifice..."

After the witcher's whispered narration, he put away the notebook with the black casing and stuffed it into his arms.

"So, the murderer who stabbed Basher is already dead," Old Huck's orange peeled cheeks were flushed with tears, his tone was unbelievable, and there was a hint of relief, "Die by suicide?"

"That's right, the corpse is still in the morgue, but ordinary people can't reach it... If you want to go and see..." Roy paused, "You can only see his friend, the Salvatore Knight. Charred bodies."

Old Huck closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, his whole state relaxed,

"I know, I'm really grateful... Since the murderer is dead, Basher must be able to rest his eyes, and I have no regrets in my heart." Old Huck stared at Roy with his cloudy eyes, and suddenly pleaded, "I made a decision before. I paid 200 kroner, but I only borrowed 150 kronor from scratch, which is 50 less. Can I give it a few days and wait until the house is sold..."

"Don't worry, old Huck will never default on his debt!"

The witcher folded his arms around his chest, looked around, and suddenly asked,

"You've lived in this house for twenty or thirty years, right? Are you really willing to sell it?"

Old Huck was stopped, and swept over the stove, the mottled floor, and the walls with nostalgia.

"Basher's corpse is still in Ellander, where are you going after you sold the house?" Roy's eyes swept across his white hair on the temples, his thin face full of folds, and his aged body, " As I said, don't sell the house!"

"Master Roy, thank you for your understanding," Old Huck shook his head stubbornly, "but the old man can't take advantage of you! You helped me a lot."

"I didn't say I wanted to get rid of the fifty crowns!" The boy suddenly gave him a hearty smile, "I've wanted to try your craftsmanship for a long time."

"When the bakery reopens, it'll be paid off with the baked bread - I'll come back to Ellander in the future, and you'll let me open my belly to eat for free."

"This……"

"Let's agree, don't think I eat too much at that time!"

...

"Oh, I'm so generous for a quarter of the pay!" The young witcher shook his head with a self-deprecating face, and stepped out of the bakery's door with 150 crowns in his arms.

If the client is a group of stinky people, he will not be less.

But old Huck was just a father who lost his child and was lonely. Roy went through the whole process of giving for his son, and he really couldn't bear to take away his last hope.

"It's just this time, it won't happen next time!"

...

Big Belly Tavern.

"We never thought of it..." The bearded coolie took a full sip of ale, and the wine rose to his cheeks and spittle flew out, "The murderer is a 'noble' Knight of the White Rose."

The skinny monkey-like companion sitting across from him squinted his eyes, "Usually pretending to be Elland's protector, but secretly doing this kind of illegal murder, it's really a scum!"

"No, you said something wrong. The two murderers are right. It's just because of the uneven distribution of the spoils, the one who dies is called a miserable one."

The skinny monkey shook his head, "How do I hear that they kill people to complete some vicious ritual. Otherwise, why would the Salvatore knight be burned at the stake. In the past, this kind of cruel punishment was only used to deal with Those old witches who have practiced evil witchcraft!"

...

"Gollum...gollum..."

The young witcher took a sip of slightly sweet wine,

Wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth,

"Sure enough, the truth has almost been completely confused. What kind of murderous, vicious ritual..."

"Isn't that obvious?" said another bald-headed man with a bruised nose and a bruised face, with a bandage on his chest. "Seward is a dignified prince and grand duke, and he certainly doesn't want to let his scandal spread to every household."

"It's a pity that I didn't get to see Queen Emilia next to Sheward," Roy shook his head and said, "What a country and city can you be so fascinated by Simon Knight!"

Two days have passed since he found the witcher and solved the mystery. The bald man's injuries have improved, but he will have to rest for at least a week before he can fully recover.

In fact, Leto was locked in the secret room and was not beaten by the two knights, but because of the lack of water and food, his body was slightly dehydrated and weak.

Only the terrifying wound between the chest and abdomen was more serious, but it was left by Francis before.

"We'd better not provoke that high-level vampire. Although he behaves strangely," Roy had mixed feelings about the guy, "but he is not a wicked person, and it was because you fought him that he fought with you. Mistaken as a murderer, set up an ambush first."

The young man remembered the short poem recited by the high-ranking vampire when he parted, and vaguely felt that the other party seemed to have seen through everything and made a reminder.

"I have my own way," the witcher took a sip of the dwarf spirit, not knowing whether he heard it or not, "Speaking of the topic, you finally lived up to my expectations with Serrit and Ox, and passed the trial of green grass—— "

A glimmer of hope flashed in Dahan's eyes, "Becoming the only fresh blood of the Snake School in the past 20 years, this is the will of fate, the first step in the rise of the Snake School!"

Hearing this, Roy pinched the delicate snake pendant on his neck--Lesso gave him yesterday, the official identification of the viper school witcher.

Never has he felt so attached to the Serpent faction as he is now.

"After the green grass trial, I can feel the weak magic power, can I learn the seal?" The young man looked at the bald man with anticipation.

"You can't chew as much as you want," the witcher said, "you have completed the courses of other apprentices for several years in less than a year. It's time to sink your heart and polish it for a while... not to mention half-dead on the operating table. For more than two months, your swordsmanship and crossbow shooting skills have not declined?"

"It's a bit of a step backward..." The young Anjin swept his eyes at the demon hunter and joked, "But I won't be captured by two white rose knights..."

The bald-headed man twitched his cheeks, and his complexion sank instantly.

Just as he was about to speak, a strange noise suddenly came from outside the window of the tavern, and a group of people poured out from the direction of the palace, including servants in light robes and fully armed guards. There was also a slightly fat middle-aged man with a crown on his head and a white cloak surrounded by guards.

They were yelling and looking terrified, as if driven out by something terrifying.

"What happened to the palace early in the morning?"

The two questions were quickly answered.

The dwarf Dennis Kramer came to the door again with several of his subordinates.

"Master Lesso, Roy, I'm sorry to disturb your recovery." The dwarf smiled respectfully and bitterly. "The situation is urgent, and I don't think anyone else in Elland City can solve this big trouble except for the two!"

"Big trouble?" Roy showed an uncontrollable smile on the corner of Roy's mouth.

This cuckold prince is really a troublemaker.

He glanced at the big man inquiringly, and he nodded.

"Tell me about it."

The dwarf sent two of his subordinates outside the room to watch the door, and then said in a restrained voice,

"The thing is, just this morning, the maid who took care of Queen Emilia heard a strange cry."

The dwarf recalled the description of the handmaiden,

"The cry is full of sadness, resentment, anger and all kinds of negative emotions, like the cry of a ghost, which is creepy."

"She opened the queen's bedroom door to check, and found... a man with his back to the open door, his head down, standing motionless in front of the queen's bed."

The dwarf's voice paused, and there was a strange look on his face.

"That damn thing is floating on the ground!"

"No feet, wearing a navy blue, rumpled, translucent maxi dress."

"Two thin, long arms covered with corpse spots, and her face, which I also saw later--no features of a living person at all, dark nostrils and eye sockets, all blue on the face Grey dried meat."

"I think it's a ghost! It screamed and scared the maid away, and chased after it! But when it reached the door, it stopped and lingered."

"As if it couldn't leave the room!"

Hearing this, Roy had a guess in his heart.

"People in the entire palace were alarmed. The brothers went to check together, but found that there was not only one ghost in the queen's room but - eight!"

The two witchers stared at each other and were taken aback.

Eight-headed demon spirits are in the same room, no less dangerous than vampires, right?

"I swear I have never seen such a battle in my life. Even when I faced thousands of fully armed soldiers on the battlefield, I didn't even blink." The dwarf lowered his head, as if he was ashamed of his cowardice.

"But the two ghosts screamed in unison, and everyone was terrified! I still don't understand how they were so scared at the time, they fled without turning around, like a maddened evil. I can only reluctantly Take His Majesty the Prince and escape from the palace with everyone."

"To be precise, these things are not ghosts, they should be called demon spirits... Their screams are equivalent to a kind of spiritual attack, which can instantly destroy the courage of most people. You don't need to pay too much attention."

Roy gave the dwarf a calm look to soothe his restless mood.

"But whether it is an ordinary demon spirit, a daytime demon spirit, a plague banshee, or a repentant spirit cannot be determined yet."

"There's one thing I can't figure out. How could a few demon spirits get into Queen Emilia's room for no reason? This kind of thing is unheard of." The boy paused, "Is the queen okay? She will never disappear. "

The dwarf's face darkened and he was speechless.

The bald witcher's face was extremely serious, "Things like demon spirits don't usually haunt human settlements. Besides, there must be some special reason for so many of them appearing at once."

"Kramer, is there anything you want to explain to us?"

Hearing the words, the dwarf was silent for a moment, so entangled that he almost pulled off his beard, "This is the end, I will not hide it from the two of you. In addition to the group of demon spirits in the room, there is Queen Emilia's... Queen's corpse. …”

"Queen Emilia hanged herself in the room! The body is still hanging there."

The dwarf's bushy beard trembled, his tone heavy and sad.

"You have solved the last serial murder case with your own hands, and you also understand the case. Ever since His Royal Highness Sheward knew about the affair between the Queen and Simon, he was mad and ordered her to be placed under house arrest. It has only been two days, and no one has It is expected that the queen will suddenly find herself short-sighted."

"The last time is not over yet..." Roy realized something. Obviously, these demon spirits who suddenly appeared were inseparable from the secret rituals of the Sun Cult.

Simon is dead, but the seven crimes have been brought to an end, and the ritual is complete...

And his final death form—two wings of flesh and blood behind him—could it contain some kind of deep meaning?

"I'm sure that one of the demon spirits was transformed by Queen Emilia."

"There are seven other heads, didn't you find them? It's exactly the same number of victims as the previous murders."

God-level Demon Hunter