The Divine Hunter Chapter 50: Report

On the other side, the witcher took Kelvin to Sponsor to investigate.

The cold wind in the north was biting, and the village chief of Sponsor shivered as he stood at the entrance of the village.

When the white-haired dwarf came into view, he immediately hunched his back nearly 45 degrees, and his face wrinkled with a smile, like a domestic dog greeting its owner.

"Lord Kelvin, welcome to Sponsor. It is a great honor for our whole village."

As he spoke, he led them forward and led the two of them into the village. When the leader, Kelvin, passed by, he enthusiastically grasped the other person's hand, which was covered with black hair and flesh. The latter touched him casually and quickly retracted his hand back to his back.

Then the witcher saw the dwarf wiping himself on his clothes in disgust.

Casili sneered, his tone still full of flattery and a hint of nervousness,

"Sir, are you here to deliver good news this time? Has the murderer in the mountain been caught?"

"Are you questioning our ability?"

Kelvin raised his chin and glared at him fiercely. Although he was only as tall as the village chief's chest, his expression and posture was like that of a towering giant, full of disdain.

"Stop talking nonsense, this is the master demon hunter Leisuo invited by Carbon Mountain. He has something to ask you, please answer me honestly!"

"Of course...we will complete your task meticulously!"

Kasili turned around and saw the demon hunter walking out of the dwarf team. His eyes suddenly became strange. He recognized this freak who ruthlessly rejected his commission.

At the beginning, this man was so cold and heartless, and he ignored his pleas. Now, the corner of Cassili's mouth was twitching, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.

It seems to be saying, didn't you reject us at first, but now you are not obedient and accept this commission?

The witcher is just a dwarf dog...

His back straightened slightly, as if he felt that he was more noble than a demon hunter.

The dwarves despised the villagers, the villagers despised the witchers, and the dwarves in turn respected the witchers. It was a strange cycle.

Lesuo didn’t take it seriously and said lightly,

"Are everyone in the village at home now?"

Kasili glanced at the dwarf as if asking for instructions, and the dwarf nodded to him.

"Yes...except for the brothers in the mine, everyone stays at home because they are afraid of monsters, no, afraid of that dirty thing, so they don't dare to run around."

"Now you go and stay with Kelvin while I walk around...I'll come back to you if I need anything." The witcher scanned around the wooden and stone houses in the village and began to walk around the outside of the house, observing the women inside through the windows. children and the elderly.

……

Roy and the demon hunter each performed their duties, and the day passed quietly.

Late night, in the dormitory.

The two began to take stock of their harvest again.

"Did you find anything in Sponsall?"

"We have checked, and the imprinted parasite is not in the village." There was no surprise on the demon hunter's face.

"Did you miss the villagers working in the mine?"

"If Cassili did not lie, then I met all the villagers today and no one had any contact with the deer-headed spirit."

"Besides, Kelvin and I destroyed the second totem today." After saying this, the demon hunter rubbed his chin with a surprised expression. "This time, the deer-headed spirit didn't even send a beast to interfere and allowed my destructive behavior. . This is unreasonable. According to expectations, it should have stepped up its counterattack."

"Anyway, this is good news. The more the deer-headed spirit weakens, the more our chances of winning will increase." The young man thought of what happened during the day and smiled, "I also discovered something today..."

"Oh? Tell me, have you found clues to the parasite?" The demon hunter's expression changed.

"No, that cunning guy hid very deep and didn't show any clues." Roy paused, "I discovered something strange related to the case. I found out from a dwarf friend that Carbon Mountain Two of the four dead were from the Fifth Mine. And the guard captain of the Fifth Mine is none other than Kelvin Hogg, who assisted you in your investigation."

"Do you suspect he has a ghost?" The demon hunter closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "The parasitic mark is not on him, not to mention the two totems that destroyed the deer-headed spirit. If the believers are absolutely unable Blaspheming the totem. But since you mentioned it, I'll check it out."

Roy continued, "I have some clues about the second force you mentioned yesterday, hiding in the Carbon Mountain and helping the deer-headed spirit."

"Kid, you are quite fast." The demon hunter's amber eyes flashed with surprise, "Whose mouth did you take the news from?"

"Do you remember the four drunkards we met on the first day we boarded Mahakam? After these two days of contact, I found that they are not scheming guys and are trustworthy," Roy thought of the dwarf The corner of his mouth curled up in a drunken embarrassment, "Wine is their weakness, and the Great Elder promised me that I would have enough to drink. Of course I have to take advantage of this."

"I don't know the Yaksi Dharma, so I can only do this crooked trick."

"When they were drunk, they accidentally mentioned the Scoia'tael..." His voice deepened, "Leso, do you know about this organization?"

The witcher's sparse eyebrows moved, "I have spent most of my time in the south and have never heard of this organization. It was established not long ago?"

"It was not established long." Roy thought for a moment and explained, "In short, the Scoia'tael is an organization that hates humans extremely. Most of its members are elves and elf hybrids. They try their best to win over others. Ancient races, such as dwarves, halflings, and goblins, can be used by them as long as they hate humans. Currently they are mainly found in the Valley of Flowers and other gathering places of ancient races."

"According to your statement, there are countless dwarves living in Carbon Mountain, and they are all potential targets," the demon hunter mused. "There is a high probability that the Scoia'tael will target them..."

"That's right. Brovar Hogg, the Great Elder of Carbon Mountain, has always maintained neutrality and coexisted peacefully with mankind during his long rule." Roy said, "He will never allow extremist organizations like the Scoia'ta Party to Mahakam takes root and sprouts, and the relationship between the two is like fire and water."

The boy thought of Edsberg, the corpse in the wine barrel - Vernon Ryan. When he examined the corpse, he discovered the rat tail tattoo on the man's heel. The leader of the Revolutionary Army was undoubtedly a Scoia'tael. .

Since there is a Scoia'tael hidden in Edsberg City at the foot of Mahakam Mountain, there is a high probability that there is also one near Carbon Mountain.

"The Deer-headed Demon is trying to control Carbon Mountain and is also working against the Great Elder." Roy's eyes flashed, "The enemy of my enemy is a friend... It makes sense. The Scoia'tael is secretly assisting the Deer-headed Demon. , this ancient monster has the confidence to plot Carbon Mountain... Maybe it was the Scoia'tael who brought the deer-headed spirit to Mahakam."

The deer-headed spirit is also called the forest spirit. In a sense, it is the guardian of the forest, so it specializes in killing humans who destroy the forest and the environment.

There are also supernatural beings among elves who are close to nature, such as Dana Midby, Queen of the Fields. The Scoia'tael can use their power to communicate and cooperate with the Deershou.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out." The witcher agreed with his idea, "But there is no conclusive evidence that the Scoia'tael haunts Mahakam and colludes with the deer-headed spirit. You can't convince anyone."

"Be prepared for the worst in everything, and you should tell the elder," Roy insisted. "If something goes wrong in the future, we have fulfilled our responsibility to remind you."

The witcher thought about it for a moment,

"Then according to what you said, you will meet with the Great Elder tomorrow morning to report the matter. I will act according to the original plan to avoid others seeing the flaw."

……

The next morning.

In the deepest part of the furnace hall, on the throne made of black iron, Brovar Hogg, the great elder of Carbon Mountain, stroked his frost-colored beard and stared at the young man in front of him with majestic eyes.

In the huge palace, the lights were bright, but all the guards were dismissed, leaving only two people.

"Boy, where did you hear about the Scoia'tael?" Broval's voice was like gravel rubbing against each other, the sagging flesh on his face bulged, and his tone was full of displeasure, "Those four greedy fools revealed to I killed you? I have already issued a silence order to the entire Carbon Mountain, but I still dare to leak secrets. I can’t spare them!"

"No, Great Elder, it has nothing to do with them." The young man quickly clarified. He didn't want to implicate the four dwarves. "Actually, I had heard of the Scoia'tael before I came to Carbon Mountain. If you don't believe me, you can ask your nephew. Sewell, I mentioned this organization to him as early as Edsberg."

Roy repeated what he said to the four dwarves.

"Okay, I will believe you for the time being... I will send someone to verify it later," the Great Elder said thoughtfully, "But your previous statement that the Scoia'tael members were lurking near Carbon Mountain is untrue. As early as one day Years ago~IndoMTL.com~The group of extremists and the dwarves who favored them were all eliminated from Mahakam. To this day, the patrol team and the people of Carbon Mountain have found no sign of the Scoia'tael."

"Otherwise, I should have known earlier." Broval waved his hand, and his white beard fluttered on the bright red satin on his chest. "Your inference is just an overly worried conjecture. Don't mention it again."

"Since the murderer is a deer-headed spirit, find it, kill it, and come to me with the loot. This is the only goal for you and the witcher."

"But you came here to remind me that you have good intentions and must be rewarded..." The great elder's voice became gentle, "If you need anything now, just ask..."

Roy pinched his fingers, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. What was the purpose of this great elder of Mahakam? Since you don't believe his inference, why are you asking him to make demands?

He made the request unceremoniously, "Dear Great Elder, I want the right to freely enter and exit Carbon Mountain... and a few skilled guards, preferably old people you can trust."

If there is a Scoia'tael hidden in Carbon Mountain, then his investigation will definitely anger the other party. Leisuo is in the distant mountains and forests during the day, and he will have to find another bodyguard.

"As you wish." The Great Elder agreed happily, "I will give instructions later. Except for a few forbidden areas in the fortress, you can enter and exit other places at will, including various mining areas. As for the people you want, ..."

The great elder held his chin and thought, "Just those four fools. I will temporarily remove them from the garrison and listen to your command."

Roy's breath suffocated. Accompanying him in the investigation was risky. He didn't want to harm someone he had a good relationship with this time.

"Can I change someone, Great Elder?"

"Aren't they eager to drink with you?" Broval shook his head and refused, "Just treat them as one!"