The Divine Hunter Chapter 6: Please close your eyes when it gets dark

On the moving carriage, Roy and the demon hunter were talking quietly.

"Kill all the Qiqimo who attacked the villagers. Is the murderer protecting the villagers of Shire Village?"

Roy himself couldn't believe this guess. According to his judgment, the murderer should be some kind of powerful monster, and there were almost no guys among them who would take the initiative to help humans.

"After your inspection, can you confirm the true identity of the murderer?"

"I'm 70% sure. Except for the lack of urine declaring territorial rights at the scene, the other traces are consistent." The demon hunter's face was not sure, "But until I officially see the thing, everything is uncertain. Easy to talk about."

"How to explain its behavior? Is it protecting the villagers?" Roy asked curiously.

The demon hunter said solemnly, "Maybe it's just a coincidence. It may have just migrated nearby - because the territorial awareness is extremely strong, it will kill this group of Qiqimo. Once the Sea Scorpion convoy is far away, it will leave it The hunting range will naturally not be attacked." The demon hunter comforted himself, "Don't worry too much, don't reveal it to the Sea Scorpion people for the time being."

The two of them were whispering, and behind the carriage on the other side, several members of the Sea Scorpion were also paying close attention to them.

"Belle, you have had a good chat with them during this period. You should have some understanding of these two people."

Aaron crossed his arms over his chest, with a deep questioning look in his thick-colored eyebrows,

"Although the Viper School is rarely heard of in the north and is not some crazy guy, I always feel that they have ulterior motives?"

Everin bit her red lips, "I'm sure that Roy, my fellow racer, has no ill intentions. He is trustworthy, but -" her tone changed, "I can't see through Master Leisuo." . He is taciturn and calm, his cold eyes are numbing, and he seems to have been observing something. However, the injuries on his body do not look like they are disguised."

"It is said that demon hunters are emotionally defective compared to ordinary people. It seems that this is not completely fabricated."

Corinthian on the other side patted his well-developed chest muscles covered with black hair carelessly, "Don't worry, boss, I will keep an eye on these two guys. The lame demon hunter and the lame demon hunter haven't even grown a single hair. They are little brats who are so shabby that they don’t even have decent weapons. I’m sure they won’t be able to make any trouble.”

"Pay attention to your attitude." Aaron reminded, "They are all guests of Sea Scorpion no matter what. Try not to offend them. Maybe we will have to rely on them for things in the future."

His face turned to the woman, "The main task of supervision is for Belle to come to. It's best to stabilize them and keep them in our sight. Didn't you mention that your compatriots are against Yamos?" Are you interested in his card skills? Then let him get his wish and call Yamos over to accompany them for a 'serious exchange', and earn some extra money for Sea Scorpion."

"As for the 'big-breasted and brainless' guy Corinthian, keep them under guard tonight and don't let them run around in the camp!"

"Follow me, boss!"

After the explanation, the elf lady changed a carriage and returned to Roy.

And Aaron sat on the edge of the carriage, put the curled little finger of his right hand into his mouth and blew a sharp whistle. In an instant, the kestrel Ade turned into a black lightning and rushed out of the carriage, flapping its wings. fell on his arm.

Ade's pointed beak held a strange gray and white feather.

When Aaron saw this, his face suddenly darkened, and he patted the bird's head and said reproachfully, "Naughty boy, you attacked Ali again while she was sleeping? Remember, she is your sister, you should protect her and not bully her. It!"

"Yak, Yak..." Ade's dark eyes turned twice, and he lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, and pecked him gently with his short pointed beak. Pecked at Aaron's thick hair.

"Okay, this time dad will forgive you, if you make another mistake..."

Ade suddenly curled up his wings, his small body trembling, and nodded quickly.

"That's right." Aaron calmed down his expression for a moment, "My dearest child, do you think your father can find you a mother in Elland this time?"

"Ya——"

"Good boy, you think so too, right? It seems my hunch was not wrong!"

Aaron stroked the bird, his eyes filled with ocean-like deep love and sadness.

……

The witcher was meditating in the carriage, taking the time to recover from his injuries, while Roy was sitting on the side of the carriage looking at the thousands of miles of green fields in front of him, thinking in a daze and worriedly.

The monster that can wipe out an entire tribe of Qiqimo is no less powerful than Mahakam's ancient deer-headed spirit.

Although it does not have the gift of rebirth, according to the analysis of the corpse and the situation at the scene, the strength, speed, and bite force displayed by the guy exceeded that of the deer-headed spirit.

But now he doesn't feel that he can confront that thing head-on. The demon hunter is still injured and all the alchemy potions and bombs have been used up. If it comes, the entire convoy will be in a very dangerous situation.

On the other hand, Roy has observed the information of all members of the Sea Scorpion. Most of them have only slightly higher attributes than ordinary people, are a little more flexible, or stronger, and have one or two more basic combat skills. He can be called an ordinary soldier. But no matter how well a dozen soldiers cooperate, they can't compare to that kind of monster.

"Something is wrong. The strength of the team does not look outstanding. So why does Aaron not care about bandits and bandits in his words... He is too confident."

However, during the conversation with Evelyn, Roy learned that the Sea Scorpion had traveled through countless countries and regions, but had never encountered any major crisis.

The young man didn't figure it out for a long time. He had nothing to do and poured his mind into the attribute template.

"1 attribute point, 1 skill point."

Focusing on the faint "+" at the end of the constitution, a warm current emerged in his body. He seemed to be soaking in a hot spring, with countless hardworking little hands around him gently rejuvenating his bones and muscles...

Physique 5.5→6.5

Life: 55→65

Compared with the violent behavior that increased two points of attributes at once, this one point of physical increase was extremely comfortable, so comfortable that he wanted to sleep. ~IndoMTL.com~ But there are always uninvited guests disturbing your dreams.

He suddenly felt a strong wind coming, and his body instinctively ducked to the side.

He raised his head and stared with slight annoyance. In his field of vision, a square, light and thin object made a bend and returned to the hand of the visitor.

Wearing a stylish white robe, his hair is wrapped in white cloth, he has a deep nose and wide eyes, and a thin yellowish beard on both cheeks. His body is slender and his frame is quite large. He looks like a white-robed uncle.

At this moment, slight surprise flashed across the Quint performer's face, and he obviously did not expect that the other party could avoid it. The thing in his hand that was regarded as a hidden weapon was actually a standard Gwent card.

"As expected of Master Leisuo's friend, his skills are indeed extraordinary."

Roy restrained his anger, looked at the man known as Quint's performer and said, "Really? Mr. Yamos's way of greeting is really unique. This is the first time I have to cut someone off when I meet him." The strange behavior of hair, is this a custom in your hometown?"

Yamos jumped on the spot, his white robe fluttering, and he jumped straight onto the carriage.

"I'm just saying hello in a friendly way, are you okay?"

Yamosi leaned against the carriage with a look on his face.

Roy lowered his head and made a decision in his mind, "Okay, what do you want from me?"

Yamos raised his head slightly, with a hint of provocation on his face, "I heard from Belle that although you are not old, you are quite experienced in the field of Gwent. It's a coincidence that I am the biggest player in my life. My hobby is playing Gwent. I wonder if I can compete with you Roy."

"Why not..." Roy rubbed his hands and showed a harmless smile, "But how about we bring some luck?"

"As you wish..." Yamos smiled like a chrysanthemum.