The Divine Hunter Chapter 13: Knight Love Story

Everyone fell into a brief silence.

"Master Roy, I have a good relationship with Knight Simon and know him and his family quite well. Why don't you let me take you there."

One person walked out of the crowd, it was the young knight who patrolled with the deceased yesterday,

"Then I'll trouble you."

"Knight Salvatore is at your service! Please follow me, Lord Demon Hunter."

……

The residence of the Patrick Latin family is located in the northwest corner of the city, in a medium-sized garden.

Surrounded by a rusty iron fence, the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, obviously neglected.

Following the path to the main entrance, there is a dry fountain standing in the center of the courtyard, and behind the fountain is a three-story building. The side walls of the building are covered with ivy, and occasionally the pale texture under the rolled walls is exposed. .

There are two bluestone lion statues placed in the left and right corners in front of the main entrance of the building. A date is engraved on the lion's body.

"1240, the mature moon"

"This is the date on which the manor of Patrick Latin was founded."

Salvatore added, while Roy looked around the empty courtyard and marveled, "Knight Simon lives alone in such a big house without even hiring a servant. Doesn't he feel lonely and depressed? ”

"The brothers of the Knights have never heard Knight Simon complain. Maybe their family is used to this kind of quiet living environment."

The two came to the closed front entrance of the manor. Roy looked up and saw a half-open window on the second floor. Without any unnecessary movement, he bent his knees slightly and jumped up suddenly.

"Wow - wow - wow"

Salvatore felt that the vague figure in front of him was too nimble to look like a human being. It was like a gecko using its hands and feet on the wall, and jumped into the window in just one breath.

Salvato didn't know what he thought of, a look of solemnity flashed on his face, and then he managed to climb up to the second floor relying on his excellent physical fitness as a knight.

The second floor is the living area. There are more than a dozen spacious and clean bedrooms. Except for the beds made one after another, there is nothing. Not even the dressing table, wardrobe, or decorations can be seen.

“I didn’t expect Knight Simon to be a guy who advocates minimalism, but——” Roy wondered, “His family has been rooted in Elland for decades, so how can he be so poor?”

"You don't know something," Salvatore sighed. "The salary level of the Knights is not high, and it is not enough to maintain a garden as big as Knight Simon's family. What's more..."

"Knight Simon will also use part of his salary to help the poor in Elland, and he is even more generous to the brothers of the Knights!" There was a trace of gratitude on his face, "I feel really ashamed to think about it. I have to tell you that I have I had been wandering a few years ago and almost lost all my family property. Who would have thought that there would be an emergency at home. If it hadn't been for Brother Simon's generous donation, I would have regretted it for the rest of my life."

"I clearly remember that because of this generosity, Brother Simon stayed with me for a month eating black bread that even the poor would despise."

"No wonder..." Roy said strangely. "But now that Simon is dead, the Patrick Latin family has no heirs. Who will inherit this garden in the future?"

"The Knights will send people to Nasser to find a distant relative of his as the heir. But recently I heard that there is not peace there."

"Yes...Nasser, close to Sintra and southern Soden, isn't it exactly where the Nilfgaardian army was stationed before the Northern War started two years later."

Roy secretly sighed, it's not surprising that there is a bit of trouble in that place now.

……

The witcher stroked the soft bed with his palms and lay down comfortably on it under Salvatore's surprised gaze. "Who are we going to use with so many empty beds in the house?" ?"

"To pay homage to his dead relatives." Salvatore said seriously, "I was invited by Knight Simon to be a guest in this manor. He introduced everyone to the rooms on the second floor where he lived Relative. He will clean it carefully every few days."

Roy's noncommittal eyes flickered to Salvatore's face, and he jumped up from the bed with a nimbly jerk.

"The inspection on the second floor is almost the same, let's go to the first floor for a walk."

The first floor is fully furnished and finally has a bit of popularity.

But the witcher wandered aimlessly and irregularly. Every time he passed a room, he would go up and touch it, and sometimes he would stamp the ground weirdly with his feet.

But unfortunately, I searched for a long time and found nothing.

And Salvatore has been hanging behind him neither far nor close, his eyes moving with an unknown meaning.

Until the two came to the study on the first floor, Salvatore suddenly tightened his eyes and slowly approached the witcher.

"These books are worth a lot of money."

Roy raised his head and casually passed the spine of a book on the bookshelf with his fingertips, paying attention to the other person's demeanor and expression.

"Books are probably the most valuable collection of Simon Knight's family."

The muscles on Salvatore's face tensed, and he quietly took two steps closer to him, pressing the hilt of the sword at his waist firmly with one hand.

"What is this?" Roy suddenly turned his head without warning. Salvatore immediately let go of the hilt of the sword as if his hand was burned by flames, and an ugly smile appeared on his stiff face. "What book?"

""Knight's Love Story", this kind of 'pure' reading book is actually collected at home. It seems that Simon is not as completely devoid of desire for women as he seems on the surface. It's a bit strange, the handwriting and ink marks on the cover are completely different. Printed version, could it be that this book is a novel written by Simon himself."

"Let me see, the pages are old and seem to have been turned frequently."

Roy muttered and turned back, lowering his head and staring at the book.

"Every page has a date. This is a diary, but it is packaged like a published book."

And Salvatore calmly pressed the hilt of the sword again,

"Read it? Let me also see what kind of shocking works the perfect Simon Patrick Latin Knight can create."

The demon hunter nodded, opened the thin book casually, and recited,

"My most trusted friend, when you open the book, Simon Patrick Latin, is no longer alive. Please help me hand this book to her."

The following——

"In the bud month of 1258, I met you for the first time - a graceful, gorgeous and incomparably beautiful woman. This is a fateful encounter, the love of my life...my rose."

"Your smile is brighter than spring, your eyes are full of autumn, and your lips are softer than roses."

"You are like sunshine, warming my frozen heart...I desperately want to know everything about you..."

……

"The opportunity was that day... He insulted you again, insulting you as an old hen that couldn't lay eggs. I comforted you, and you took pity on me..."

Just after reading a few sentences, the demon hunter suddenly widened his eyes.

"There is something strange in the book!" Roy twisted a pair of bright red lace underwear between his index and middle fingers, and then turned his head,

"Why are you sweating on your forehead? You look so ugly, Knight Salvatore, what's wrong with you?"

Salvatore stared at the nearby demon hunter, his face changing from blue to white, his facial muscles trembling as if twitching, and his fingers pinching the veins.

He held his breath and closed his eyes in silence for a few seconds, and then said in a voice that sounded like a duck with its neck stuck, "No...I'm fine. It's just that the patrols have been very heavy recently, for two consecutive days. I haven't slept a wink, and I'm a little exhausted for a while."

"Why don't you go lie down on the ready-made bed on the second floor and sleep," the demon hunter said with concern, "Just leave the task of searching for clues to me alone."

"No, I want to hear it again. I feel this book should be related to the case."

"Of course no problem."

The witcher faced the opponent directly this time, and then turned the book to the last few pages with a wave of his hand.

"In December 1260, you left the temple in disguise and hid with me in the grass beside the Wigan River. We had a great time, but were accidentally discovered by an angler."

"In order to keep the shameful secret, I once again violated the dogma, and the knight's sword in my hand was stained with the blood of innocent people... but you blamed me for not killing him on the spot."

"Your worries were proven wrong - the poor child's body was returned to the city two days later, and the sadness and despair on his father's face was like a knife piercing my heart."

"I am in pain and seek comfort from you."

"But you rejected me, and from then on you treated me like a stranger, like air. Even if you walked in front of me, you were not pretentious and stingy, unwilling to give me a smile. ”

"I am ashamed! Shame killed that innocent young man!"

"I hate! I hate your hard heart!"

"But I love you more! The day I was with you, I swore that I would never give up..."

The witcher suddenly turned around, facing away from the knight.

"I will prove to you this undying love! I will offer you a sacred sacrifice...with the doctrines I have kept for thirty years, and my life——"

"Only from the ashes of seven evil deeds can the most beautiful flower in the world be born, and I dedicate it to you..."

"Goodbye, my rose!"

……

The witcher Dark Gold’s pupils shrank like needles.

It turns out that Simon Knight... is both the host of the ceremony and the victim.

He fell in love with someone he shouldn't have loved, a married woman, and committed the crime of lust.

As soon as the demon hunter finished reading, a clang of gold and iron suddenly sounded throughout the study.

Time seemed to freeze in an instant.

Salvator, the knight of the Knights of the White Rose, had the sword unsheathed on his waist at some point, and was slashing hard at the back of the demon hunter's neck.

However, another sharp blade came first and blocked the incoming knight's sword - the Gurwishir carried by Roy took out a short length from the scabbard!

The sword's guard and scabbard~IndoMTL.com~ happened to get stuck on the incoming sword blade.

A moment of stalemate.

An irresistible force came from the intersection of the sword blades. Salvatore dragged his weapon "thump, thump, thump" back several steps, and retreated directly to the corner, staggering!

"You——"

The witcher crossed his arms and shook his head, "I've given you so many opportunities and you still don't know how to seize them?"

Salvator remained silent, holding down the hilt of the sword, raising the tip of the sword horizontally, making a skillful bull gesture, with a look of determination on his face.

"There is indeed something in the white rose that can be eaten inside and outside," the demon hunter sighed, completely pulling out Gu Weisier from the scabbard, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands so that the blade stood vertically on the ground, "Your Expressions can lie, even though your acting skills are poor. Unfortunately, your eyes cannot lie."

"As soon as you entered this house, you became nervous. What are you nervous about?"

"Let me just say that Simon, the only suspect, can't put himself in that disgusting posture. It seems that the accomplice is you!"