The Divine Hunter Chapter 5: Goodbye Curse

Roy let go of Gurwishir in his hand.

But the beggar just snorted softly, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"You think there's nothing I can do if you don't tell me?"

Roy looked at the beggar, his eyes became dark, and then he fell into a state of absent-mindedness with his eyebrows raised high.

"Navellon...the outskirts of Vizima...the bandit manor..."

How come you have fallen so low that you are not even as good as ordinary people?

He enters the story of another witcher.

"Navellon..."

"Witcher, do you know me?"

"Not only do I know you, I also know Geralt of Rivia, a white-haired witcher."

The beggar lying in the garbage suddenly sat up straight from the ground when he heard the sound.

"What! Take me to see him quickly, this white-haired **** ruined my happy life. And I have been looking for him for nine years!"

The beggar said through gritted teeth, as if Geralt was his sworn enemy.

"Then you must first tell us the reason for letting the horse go, and the source of your hatred. If I remember correctly, Geralt helped you..."

Roy is referring to a story called True Blood many years ago,

"Help?" Navellen's wrinkled face showed a wry smile. He was clearly a man in his thirties, but he had the vicissitudes of an old man in his fifties or sixties. The hardships of life had left too many traces on him. trace.

"I felt the same way at first, until later... As for why I let your horse run away, it's very simple, because I hate that white-haired guy, so I also hate all witchers!"

"I see doubts in your eyes. Do you also want to get to the bottom of it just like that guy? I can satisfy your thirst for knowledge, but please take me to find him and find the hero of Livia. Lot."

"If you can, tell your story." Roy actually knew his experience, but Reso knew nothing.

The beggar cleared his throat and couldn't wait to start telling. Maybe he had been waiting for someone to listen to him in his heart.

His words have been held in their hearts for a long time, but 99% of people treat them as fictional stories, and they can only listen to the beginning.

And witchers are undoubtedly very patient listeners.

"Do you want to hear the concise version or the detailed version... It seems that you want the latter, so I have to start from the beginning."

Navelen looked at the two demon hunters who were attentive, with their backs against the garbage pile, and spoke slowly.

"Sixteen years ago, I lived with my grandfather and father in a luxurious manor in the northern suburbs of Vizima. Our family has never produced any decent people, let alone nobles - my family relies on Robbery to make a fortune."

"The elders often stopped passing merchants and looted them, and occasionally they would take their men to surrounding villages to collect some protection fees. They lived a very prosperous life and accumulated considerable wealth."

"It's a pity that I have been weak and sick since I was a child. I like to cough and have a runny nose. Because I am timid and shy, I am often bullied by the servants in the manor. When my father was still alive, they did not dare to go too far, but since my father snatched a carriage back, I ended up being bullied by someone inside. After the swordsman jumped out and was killed, the servants bullied me even more unscrupulously. And my grandfather had his head hit by a meteor hammer since he was a child. He was not very good at it and could not protect me."

Navelen’s voice paused.

"One day, these evil servants took me to Milt in Redania and ransacked a temple. The white-headed man later told me that the lion-faced spider was enshrined in the temple."

“These evil servants kidnapped a priestess and then encouraged me to use her to lose my virginity. In this way, I became a man. When I showed my prowess, the priestess spurned me, Scream and curse in vicious language!"

"The general idea was that I was a monster in human skin and would eventually wear a monster's skin. Shortly after, she was so ashamed and angry that she committed suicide."

"I ran away. The next day after returning home, I woke up and found that the priestess's curse had become a reality - I became a strong monster with an ugly head and a sharp mouth. ."

"In anger and fear, I was dominated by animal nature and slaughtered the entire manor. Those evil servants were all dead."

Navelen smiled heartily.

The demon hunters' expressions darkened. They thought of their encounter with Aaron, the leader of the Sea Scorpions not long ago.

Aaron and Navellon were both cursed by the priests of the Temple of Omen.

"Then how can you regain your human form now?" Lei Suo asked.

"This is something to be said later, please be patient."

When it comes to the happy part, there is no trace of resentment in the voice in Navellen's chest.

"I lived alone in a huge manor and was confused for a long time. Can you imagine how scary it must be for a normal person to suddenly turn into a monster with a ferocious face and infinite strength?"

"Until one day I caught a 'thief' stealing in my manor, and then I had a patient and passionate conversation with him."

"It turns out that he is a businessman. He learned that my manor has hoarded huge wealth, and I am a 'kind beast' who can communicate peacefully. In addition, while communicating with him, I suddenly thought of fairy tales, which can You can’t use true love to solve this weird state of mine”

"So I offered to do business with him - he brought me young women, wine, and food, and I gave him the gold and jewelry in the basement as payment."

“This business is developing rapidly, and even the surrounding cobblers and shoemakers have become regular customers.”

"I have a lot of wealth, but my power cannot be underestimated. Anyone who dares to offend me will die in my hands."

"And I am immune to all diseases and have full energy from morning to night."

Roy looked strange. After seeing Aaron and Navellen, he now wondered whether the curse of the Temple of Omen was a punishment or a blessing?

In addition to becoming ugly and ferocious in appearance and losing their consciousness, the cursed person has many advantages that ordinary people do not have, including physical strength that far exceeds that of ordinary people.

So is there anyone in the world of witchers who specializes in studying the path of power of the cursed?

"I have dated a total of -" Navellen clapped his fingers, his sullen face full of pride, "five, five pure human girls. That was the happiest and most beautiful moment in my life. for a period of time. It's a pity that they only stayed in my manor for a year, and then left with the generous dowry I gave them, and found an honest man to marry and have children."

"None of them were my true love, until the last girl - Verena, she suddenly came and stayed with me, admiring the roses in the courtyard with me, and dancing with me in the moonlight. ...She doesn’t have the greed of other girls, and she doesn’t mind my rough and ugly appearance at all. With her by my side, I also gave up the idea of ​​turning into a human being.”

"I thought my life would go on happily like this. But the old man is here."

Navelen covered his face with his hands and said in a low voice, "He kept telling me about the curse and how to remove it. After an unfriendly exchange, he left my manor, but He turned back the next day."

"Fighting in the courtyard with my Verena."

His voice began to tremble, "At that time, I saw Verena's true form for the first time. She was a vampire succubus."

The Vampire Banshee is an extremely dangerous low-level vampire whose agility exceeds that of the Blood Demon.

Even for Leisuo, it is very difficult.

"Isn't this great?" Roy said seriously, "Wouldn't a vampire banshee and a human in a monster's skin be a perfect match?"

"But I was scared at the time..." Navellen held his head and struggled,

"It's a strange thing for a monster to be afraid of another monster."

"I don't know if I was under the Whitehead's spell - I helped him kill Verena... by mistake. Verena's blood covered my body, and then I recovered Human form."

"At that moment, I realized that she loved me..."

"But the big mistake was made. I lost my lover and recovered my body."

Navilan choked up.

The demon hunters were stunned, because they had experienced it personally, and they were convinced of this, "True love and blood can break the curse."

"I didn't react at all, but the witcher walked away."

"After that, my nightmare began. I returned to the sick body I had before, and no longer had the strength to protect the property of the manor. Soon another group of people occupied my manor and property. I was forced to run away and wander all the way to the outskirts of Vizima, where I began a life of misery."

“I was weak and sick, and besides cheering up my fellow robbers, I had no other skills. I had no idea how to make a living, and gradually became a beggar. Even so, I was squeezed and bullied by my colleagues.”

"The life I live is simply not human, and I have thought about it for a long time..."

He raised his head and looked at the two witchers, with a flash of red light in his eyes, "I realized that the culprit was the white-headed guy, the witcher Geralt of Rivia. Without him, I and I would be together. Verena is still living happily."

"Do you think I should hate him?! Should I be cruel to the demon hunter?!"

Roy glanced at Leisuo, who was silent.

Geralt helped Nevellon lift the curse and killed the vampire succubus. From the perspective of a witcher, what he did was no problem.

But it really destroyed Navellen's peaceful life.

What is right and wrong? Roy didn't want to judge.

But nothing can cover up the numerous crimes Navellen once committed during robberies.

This guy just deserves it.

"Why is your leg so lame..." Roy pointed to his obviously twisted right leg,

"Another demon hunter named Berengar had his leg broken when I played tricks on him."

The young man was thoughtful, as if he had heard of this demon hunter somewhere.

"In Vizima?"

"This happened two years ago..."

Roy nodded.

"Your experience is very strange, but all these consequences..." He emphasized his tone, "You are not to blame for it!"

"Think of the days when you put on bandit armor and committed evil, the people you killed and the priestesses you insulted..."

"How miserable are you?" The young demon hunter shook his head, "Can you be worse than those innocent people who died by your hands?"

Navelen lowered his head, his face turning ugly.

The other party pierced his innocent shell with just one word.

"But they were all forced by the vicious servants, and I was too weak to resist!"

"What happened next brought me to where I am today," Navellen stretched his neck in the garbage heap and retorted, "The white-haired demon hunter is to blame!"

"Now, okay, tell me the whereabouts of that bastard, I want to settle the accounts with him!"

"So what if you find Geralt?" Roy shook his head ~IndoMTL.com~ Can you go back to your old life if you question him face to face? ”

"Or do you still want to put on the skin of a monster?"

Navelen licked his chapped lips, feeling slightly frightened,

"You transferred all your resentment for the unfairness of life to the demon hunter, but ignored your own mistakes! Look at what you have done over the years, you only know how to complain, and you are not even dedicated to being a beggar!"

"But I am not a judge, and I have no time to judge your past merits and demerits!"

Navellon’s heart skipped a beat when he heard this, “You, what are you going to do to me?!”

"Now let's talk about the matter, you let our horses go for no reason..." The young man paused and exchanged a look with the bald man, "You must be punished!"

"Pa——"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sheathed long sword swung horizontally and hit the side of Navellen's face hard, knocking him unconscious in the smelly garbage pile.

"Let's go, Leisuo, let's see if we can get your 'old buddy' back!"

"I thought you were going to break his other leg," Reso said half-seriously, "so he might be able to get more money."

"I didn't make him lose money, it's already been settled..."

Roy looked back at the miserable man in the garbage heap, and couldn't help but sigh that fate has played a trick on people,

As a monster, he lived a more nourishing life than humans.

What kind of world is this!

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