The Divine Hunter

Roy silently wiped the empty experimental bench in front of him.

There are five more bright green herbs on the stage.

"Look, do you recognize me!"

The most skilled at alchemy, Leto, Kaiyan, and three warlocks, each took one.

See, touch, perceive smells.

five minutes later.

The collective is in a state of petrification.

"I think I know all the medicinal herbs in the world, but I don't want to be tested by you, a stinky boy!" The alchemist pinched the herbal medicine with light blue fusiform leaves in his hand, "I don't even recognize this herbal medicine. , then there is only one possibility."

"It's called Death Knell, and it's highly poisonous, so be careful." Roy glanced at the four herbs one by one, "Nairn root, bubble grass, blood crown, and blood thorn vine are all produced in Xueman, Skyrim Province. "

"No, I have to go back to study right away!" Calkestein seemed to be suffering from an addiction, with convulsions all over his body, his face full of frenzy, and his cheeks blooming like chrysanthemums. "Herbs from another world, with different medicinal properties, means inspiration and a lot of innovation. With them I will create a unique alchemy potion in this world!"

Letho and Kaiyan's breathing began to increase, but no alchemist or botanist was not fascinated by a brand new herb.

"Evelyn must be fascinated by them." Kaiyan thought of something again, and a sweet smile appeared on the cheeks covered with scarlet scars.

"Don't worry, everyone!" Roy said, "I haven't finished talking about my surprise, don't you want to continue listening?"

"There are other herbs!" The alchemist was shocked.

On the other hand, the focus of women is not on this at all.

Triss Car Cornflower's eyes were fixed on Rita Ned, and a hint of envy appeared on her pretty face.

"So, you already know about it? He's back from another world?"

"Of course..." Rita Ned nodded, her hair jumping playfully on her shoulders, and the proud smile at the corner of her mouth showed a little show off, as if she was complaining about her boyfriend, "Last night, what he should have explained and what he should not have explained. Tell me everything clearly. Otherwise, he won't be here today!"

Triss took a deep breath, lowered her head and pinched the talisman sadly.

...

"Well, we believe your explanation." Cohen asked, "but how did you get to another world?"

"Did it happen in Sintra Castle?" The owl's pupils gleamed under the sunglasses, guessing, "Triss remembers that several men attacked you at that time, and they brought you to that Tamriel? "

Roy glanced at the red-haired sorceress behind the crowd, saw that she was unscathed, and nodded heavily.

The sorceress felt his gaze and smiled softly at him.

"I don't know why, they didn't kill me, they erased my memory."

There was an undisguised bitterness in that smile.

Roy fell into deep thought after hearing the words, and after a while, he slowly recalled,

"You don't need to remember any more, I'll add what you forgot. That day, we entered the castle together to look for Ciri, but we were stopped by four people halfway through. As for their identities..." Roy's voice was hesitant, as if Reminds me of an unfortunate past.

Coral immediately took his hand tenderly in the palm of his hand and comforted him,

"Their identities are extraordinary." Roy's voice was low, with a taste of gnashing his teeth, "I believe that everyone present has heard of their names."

"I'm worried that they will follow the clues to Gawain's house. That's why I called everyone to the Nine Valleys in Toussaint, thousands of miles away."

"After all, they don't know that I'm back now. I luckily found a powerful mage in Skyrim Province for help, and with the help of his space spell, I escaped."

In fact, Roy used the World Gate to teleport back by himself.

But the gate of the world involves the blood of the ancients, and it is too deeply involved. At present, he does not plan to disclose it to everyone.

...

"Little brat, it's not like your style to be timid,

The bald man patted him on the shoulder lightly, with a face of encouragement, "Remember, you killed the projection of the evil god in Vizima, and you singled out the legendary demon in La Valledi. Who can make you so jealous? "

"Boy, have you forgotten how you promised?" Oaks frowned and shouted gruffly, "No more hiding brothers! No more hiding everything and facing danger alone, why are you hesitating now? , do you want to break your promise?"

"You misunderstood, I was just thinking about how to explain it." Roy took a deep breath, and his eyes slowly swept over the faces that everyone was expecting, "The four people who attacked me are called Elan, Ivar Evil Eye, Aigar, Anahad."

Roy's voice fell.

For a moment.

The entire laboratory fell into an eerie silence, and all sounds disappeared.

The stunned expressions on the faces of the ten witchers froze, and they clenched their fists in unison, as if their throats were restrained, and they were unable to speak for a long time.

In the laboratory, only the thumping of the heart could be heard.

a long time.

"Grandmaster Ivar, how is that possible..." Serrit's amber pupils burned with strong doubts, staring at Roy, trying to see a trace of guilt on his face.

But only firm.

"Master Edgar...a distant and familiar name..." Vesemir closed his eyes, and the expression on his weathered face was strange, mixed with relief and shock, "The wolf pie we found in Kyle Morhan. The blueprints are derived from the equipment he left behind."

"As for Anahad, I met him a few hundred years ago, the founder of the Bear School, a tall man with cold eyes."

"Ivar, the Evil Eye Grandmaster, betrayed the Bear School led by Anahalo and founded the Viper School in Gersvid." Lesso's eyes flashed with reverence, "Decades ago, Teacher Ivar gave him After Cogrim left the order to find the blueprint for the equipment of the Serpent Sect, his whereabouts are unknown, and Belengar seems to have said that he appeared in Aedirn later."

"Since the Griffin Academy Kyle Siren was destroyed in the great avalanche of the Dragon Mountains many years ago, the Great Master Elan left a "Book of Shadows" and began to travel around the world." Cohen recalled, "Manada During the battle, he seemed to show up to meet Jayron."

"The master witcher, the first generation of witchers, as far as I know, have all gone missing in recent years," Serret concluded.

"There is no doubt about their combat effectiveness. After all, they have experienced mortality, and the degree of pain far exceeds the repeated transformation of ordinary grass trials."

"It's just why they got together, and how can Ivar and Anahad, the traditional enemies, get along peacefully? Since Grandmaster Ivar is still alive, why didn't he come to see us after so many years?"

"The reason is very simple!" The bald-headed man patted the table with his thick palm, his eyes full of confidence, "At the beginning, we deduced that Elam appeared at the Battle of Manada and met Geron Moru of the Griffin Sect. , we have made guesses. Some powerful force has controlled the great master of Elam."

"And further infer - since the great masters of the wolf faction, snake faction, and bear faction are also unknown, is it also controlled?"

"Now the remarks of the kid will not confirm this speculation!"

Everyone present was shocked, as if they had witnessed a broken puzzle piece being pieced together, showing a magnificent landscape.

They had a sudden realization and were eager to continue piecing together.

...

"What's their purpose for doing this?" Kayan couldn't understand, "The four great masters joined forces, appeared frequently on the battlefields of Manada and Sintra, and finally sniped Roy in Sintra Castle? "

"What kind of powerful existence can control the four master witchers."

"Lesso said something wrong," Roy shook his head and threw another word bomb. "The four masters were never controlled from beginning to end. This is what they admitted to me, and they seem to have voluntarily joined a mysterious organization. ."

"As for their frequent appearances on the battlefield, I suspect it has something to do with the souls of the soldiers who died on the battlefield!"

"Furthermore, they thought I stole an artifact by accident, so they shot at me."

Roy thought of what they called the Fragment of the Supreme.

No matter where it came from, it is now its own template, bound to its own soul.

No one can take it away from themselves!

"Four great masters, working together to travel through the battlefield, collecting the souls of the dead for a certain organization?" Oaks blurted out, then shrank his neck, as if a cold wind was pouring in from the back of his neck, and whispered, "It sounds quite evil, but This is not in line with Mr. Ivar's behavior. What is the ultimate goal of doing this?"

"I don't know that either," Roy said. "They thought I was a hindrance, so they took measures to banish me to another world."

At that time, Roy was still in a state of slow resurrection and failed to see the means of the four great masters.

A trace of pity appeared on everyone's face.

In a way, exile is more terrifying than death.

My brother must have had a bad experience.

"Exiling people to another world sounds a bit like a magic summoning that is forbidden by the Brotherhood," Triss frowned, guessing.

"They may also have used some kind of tool," Cohen added to the puzzle. "We found the wishing bottle that held the goblins in the Heinkaveh fortress in the Amer Mountains. If you predict war, you have the ability to exile, right?"

...

"The four great masters have revealed so much information to you?" Cat Vulture raised his brows in surprise, "If it were me, I would definitely take action and let you have an early superbirth!"

"Grandmaster Ivar was very gentle with me at first, and wanted to discuss and negotiate terms with me." Roy pursed his lips and sighed, "Aigar and Elan are also very rational and restrained."

The members of the Snake faction such as Leto, Oaks, and Serret were relieved to hear the words.

In my memory, the admirable and admirable Ivar Evil Eye who vowed to expel the Wild Hunt and restore peace to the world has turned into a scum who kills innocents indiscriminately!

They don't know how to deal with it.

"But Anahad, of the Bear School, killed me!"

Roy clearly remembered the feeling of being split by a broad sword and dying.

It doesn't matter if Anahad is the Grand Master or something else.

This life must be taken back!

"I've heard all kinds of rumors about the Bear School for a long time. It's cold-blooded and ruthless, and has no mercy or compassion," Lambert shook his head. "It's not surprising that Anahad did this. But don't worry, kid."

"The Witcher Brotherhood, will avenge you!"

"The great master is just a symbol of the old times, and should have been drowned in the dust of history. Since he dares to attack you! We don't need to be polite to him!"

"That's right!" Oaks nodded, "Anahad is our enemy!"

"You're making such a hasty decision?" Cohen said. "The Witcher Brotherhood is in opposition to the Four Grand Masters and the organization behind them?"

The Griffin question asked all the witchers present.

"Maybe, we should find a way to reach out to the Grandmaster..." Aiden suggested, the scar on his chin glowed faintly, "We pretended to have nothing to do with Roy... Find out what they say! What are they trying to do? Is it right? The Brotherhood and the Gawain House pose a threat!"

"First you have to find them, then what?" Owl shook his head and asked disdainfully, "Let them realize their mistakes and apologize to Roy? Do you think it's possible?! When they attacked Roy, The result is already doomed!"

His voice was cold, but it made Roy feel very warm.

"The Witcher Brotherhood, and these guys are incompatible!"

The atmosphere was stiff again.

"The matter of the four great masters needs to be considered from a long-term perspective, and must not be acted rashly." Roy glanced at Coral, Triss, and Kalkstein, completing the last corner of the puzzle, "There is another important point, there is a powerful warlock with by their side!"

"His name is Idalan. Do you have an impression? What is his origin? I remember that guy can use a double-cross spell to summon mutant insects."

It was this mage who repeatedly interrupted Roy and Triss' escape portal, leaving them in a desperate situation!

Coral's beautiful eyes flickered, lost in thought.

And Triss suddenly changed her expression, her cheeks flushed with excitement,

"Idaran of Uriwal! I saw him in a document! He is an expert in hybridization, mutation and genetic engineering, creating many terrifying creatures, hybrids of insects and amphibians, gigantic The monsters wait!"

"Do you remember?" Cohen suddenly took out a delicate, dark-gold metal nameplate from his arms, "We killed a mutant insect in Heinkavihe and found this thing from its flesh.

Triss took over and took a closer look, "Yes, Idaran likes to leave metal nameplate numbers for the creatures she creates!"

"So this guy has drawn the four seniors including Grandmaster Ivar?" Escal asked.

"The first impression he gave me was that his strength was not that outstanding, and his temperament and appearance were disgusting." Roy shook his head, recalling the sinister face. "I don't think he can brainwash Lord Ivar Evil Eye."

"He is not well-known, and if there is, he is only somewhat notorious, because the book says that many of the monsters he created are still wandering around the world, harming innocent civilians. But his most famous identity comes from his teacher."

Triss gave a clear and soft voice, with a hint of reverence in her tone,

"The creator of the double cross summoning spell, Arzu!"

hiss--

Arzu?

At this moment, the expressions of all the demon hunters present changed drastically, as if they had grasped some kind of context.

Coral grabbed the witcher's hand and suddenly exerted strength, and her pretty face flushed with excitement.

"Alzu has another identity. He and his teacher Cosimo Malaspina are also known as the creator of the witcher!"