The Divine Hunter Chapter 14: The Witcher in the Chamber of Secrets

Salvatore held the sword and avoided the witcher's direct gaze with flickering eyes.

"Witcher, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Everyone has gained the stolen goods, you still want to quibble?"

"Who gets everything? You have evidence. My behavior is purely out of hatred. You freaks and mutants, you don't deserve to live in this world!"

Roy shook his head and said,

"Very good, I will take your words as a compliment. Whether you admit it or not, I will give you a chance - tell the whereabouts of Leisuo, and I will let you die with honor as a knight. Otherwise, I will let you die with the honor of a knight. ..."

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Roy snorted menacingly, "What do you think about parading naked?"

"Haha..." Salvatore hunched over like a cheetah, gripped the hilt of the sword and pressed it until his knuckles turned white, then laughed hysterically, "Go ahead and dream, freak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the window next to him!

"Ta! Ta! Ta!" Salvatore landed in three strides. The window was very close at hand, and he held down the edge of the window with one hand. With just one force, he could turn over and jump out.

However, a sharp "whoosh" sound broke through the air, and a lightning-like white shadow passed through the air, followed by a shrill scream - Salvatore's right hand holding the window edge was silent. Xi was struck by a crossbow arrow from the back of his palm, nailing his entire palm to the wall.

Salvatore screamed several times like a pig. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the demon hunter walking slowly step by step. He gritted his teeth to hold back the severe pain, and pressed down with his intact left hand. The crossbow arrow was drawn out of his hand inch by inch.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Salvatore's face was twisted in pain. When he wrapped the wound with his underwear, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, and he sat down pale and weak. land.

"Does it hurt?" The demon hunter walked closer and whispered like a demon, "Sorry, it will hurt more later."

The knight pinned the injured hand to his chest like a chicken claw, supported the hilt of the sword with his other hand and struggled to get up, saying with a stern look

"Witcher, do you dare to touch the people of the Knights of the White Rose? My brothers will seek justice for me."

"Is it too late to remember your identity now?" The demon hunter sneered, "Do you think your brothers will protect you after knowing what you have done? It is simply fantastic! They never thought of it. The murderer the Knights had worked so hard for three months to catch was actually right under their noses."

"But this is also true. Only our own people can commit numerous crimes without being noticed under heavy guard. This is why it is difficult to guard against domestic thieves day and night!"

"Don't slander my behavior!" Sebalto roared, "You simply cannot understand the significance of the ceremony!"

"I don't understand. But I know that if your behavior is exposed, it will definitely stain the battle flag of the Knights of the White Rose. Your colleagues will spurn you, your family will be ashamed of you, and you will Become a source of laughter for the people of Elland!"

The demon hunter stared closely at Salvatore's face, and his verbal attacks became even sharper.

"Let me guess, when the noble Knight Simon and the even more noble Queen Emelia were having fun on the big bed, did you loyally stay outside? Did you enjoy the performances of the two at the same time? ', while clapping your hands and applauding?"

"Shut up!"

At this moment, Salvatore's eyes showed madness. He seemed to have forgotten the piercing pain, and rushed towards the witcher like a mad tiger holding a knight's sword.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! The knight's swordsmanship, which was engraved into the bones of his bones through repeated hard work, allowed him to stab the demon hunter in the throat in an instant.

The latter seemed to have returned to the days when he was practicing swordsmanship in the temple courtyard. His figure was as strong as a predatory mongoose, with his spinal cord bursting and his body bent like a bow.

Quickly pull back with footwork.

The knight's sword cut across his body with a hair's length. He felt the strong wind kissing his sensitive skin, as if an electric current was rushing through his limbs.

He shuddered, then became excited.

As soon as "Wow--" failed, just when Salvatore's old strength was exhausted and new strength was not regenerated, the demon hunter dragged the sword with both hands, like the tail of a petrified giant lizard swinging forward

Guweixir made a move diagonally downward.

Two swords collide!

A harsh roar erupted in the air.

The knight's sword was taken out by Gu Weisier. Salvatore only felt that a twisted blood shadow appeared behind the demon hunter in front of him. It was ferocious and terrifying, and spoke the words of terror——

His body was instantly frozen, as if under a immobilizing spell. He was stiff and numb and could not move a finger.

I could only watch helplessly as the cold sword edge hung in front of my forehead and pressed against it impartially.

A drop of bright red slid across the bridge of his nose along the wound on his forehead that was cut by Jin Qi, and a neat bunch of black hair fell from his eyes.

"Think..." Salvatore swallowed.

Roy turned his palm, took a step forward, and put the sword edge against the opponent's neck.

"Can you tell me the whereabouts of Leisuo now?"

"Haha..." Salvatore lowered his head, a sad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Kill me, I will lose my reputation, and you will lose your mutant teacher forever."

"Kill me, Demon Hunter!" He said seriously, "Not only do you have eyes like beasts, you are simply beasts, cold-blooded animals without emotions! You will never understand the sacred sacrifice."

"If you don't tell me, do you think I can't find it?!"

Roy held the sword in one hand and turned his other hand behind his back to slowly rub the volumes of books on the bookshelf.

His eyes were locked on the knight's expression.

"From the moment you entered the room, you were nervous and scared, and even wanted to attack me even if you exposed your identity. What are you worried about?"

"Are you worried that I will find this trophy collected by Simon? A personal letter left to Her Majesty the Queen? Or——"

Roy's fingers touched the spine of a book, noticed the flash of panic on the knight's face, and smiled.

"The mechanism of the secret room."

"Kaz", a black leather-covered book was forcibly pushed to one side by the demon hunter's fingers. With a loud "rumbling" sound, the bookshelf spontaneously moved to the side like a sliding door. Scroll to reveal a dark secret room behind you.

"Now, you can have a peaceful sleep."

Roy smiled brightly at the other person, and without waiting for the other person to speak, he slapped Salvatore unconscious with the back of his sword. Then he lifted up the latter's body and used him as a shield to carefully fumble into the secret room.

The dark secret room was neither big nor small, just the size of an ordinary living room. Using the light from the outside, Roy clearly saw a huge symbol appearing on the floor of the secret room.

Using red paint, or the blood of humans and animals as the base ~IndoMTL.com~, layer upon layer of paint creates a psychedelic sun.

Lights and flames surround the ring-shaped sun in an angular shape, and the interior of the sun is divided into three layers from the inside to the outside.

The innermost layer is the four seasons of the year, written in the common language of mankind;

The second level is the twelve months in the human calendar, still written in Common Language;

The outermost layer is the eight months divided by the Elven Calendar, written in ancient language.

And just on the separators of these dates, there are scattered several folded books with folded pages - "The Secret Book of the Sun Cult", "The Enlightenment of the Holy Spirit Ceremony", "The Eternal Bond of the Soul", "The Reincarnation of All Things"......

"It seems that this is Simon's real home."

Roy smash it.

Suddenly he felt a movement coming from the deepest part of the secret room, so he walked over. When he saw the source of the movement, his eyes widened.

——On the innermost wall, there is a ragged man in Tibet, his hands and feet **** by four iron chains like a piece of dried bacon.

On the body of the big man, whose muscles are as high as rocks, countless old wounds are crawling crookedly, which makes people's scalp numb. There is also a **** mouth with rolled flesh and blood, running across his chest. and abdomen.

Further up, there is not a single hair on the top of his head, but the color is a little dull, just like his sluggish spirit, it is far less shiny than before.

At this moment, he half-opened his eyes in a daze, with two amber pupils, like those of a cat.

"Huh..."

Roy took a long breath and threw Salvatore's body away like a sandbag.

"Lesuo, long time no see, do you miss me?"

Amber eyes and dark golden eyes collided.

The witcher's swollen cheeks forced a smile.