The Divine Hunter Chapter 11: Alphonse’s Treasure

The witcher stepped on a layer of sticky blood, leaving several corpses behind, and arrived at the room on the second floor where a woman's wailing had been heard.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

"Who? Bilaire? Stand outside obediently, you are busy!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Asshole! You dare to knock, I want to die! Why don't I peel off your skin?!"

After a vicious curse and a burst of rapid footsteps.

The door is open.

Peering out a young face, Hawthorne II, who was later to be horribly perverted, was less than twenty years old. He had greasy dark blond hair, bloodshot blue eyes, and inherited the mean lips and sinister attitude from his father. bridge of the nose.

The figure is thin and small, and the exposed upper body is full of ribs, like an underdeveloped child.

However, this guy has a bad temper,

The mouth is crooked and the eyes are slanted, and the face is full of curses.

"Do you know the rules, you son of a bitch? How dare you disturb my mood at this time!?"

Cyprian Willy's tone suddenly stopped, and his face was filled with doubt——

"No, no, who...are you?"

This completely unfamiliar visitor outside the door, with his handsome and sharp facial features and slender body, is he much more beautiful than those rough guys from Willy's gang?

And these dark gold vertical pupils...

The strange **** light behind me...

The long sword dripping blood...

"Hiss——"

His eyelids twitched.

"Trash man!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the demon hunter hit the man in the abdomen with a lightning kick, kicking him back two meters. He fell to his knees, clutching his stomach and wailing.

Roy dragged his sword and strode through the door.

Looking around, his eyes couldn't help but condense.

The luxuriously decorated room has an eye-catching large bed in the center, and various cruel instruments of torture - tweezers, knives, steel needles, and leather whips - are placed around the dressing mirror.

A poor man was buried face to face on the bed, his smooth back covered with marks of whipping and torture.

Under the witcher's keen sense, she had lost her breath.

He obviously suffered a lot before his death.

"Ten years in advance, those who should be perverted are still perverted."

"Cyprian Willy, from now on, you will never have the chance to hurt anyone again!"

A cold light flashed in Roy's eyes. Gu Weisier waved his sword and wanted to kill this **** with one sword!

"Wait! Don't kill me, I'll tell you a secret!"

Hawthorne II’s eyes were about to burst and he suddenly roared!

"Alphonse's treasure, crowns, gems! Please!"

In just a few moments, he had already analyzed the situation in front of him.

Since this stranger with beastly eyes and bloodstains all over his body can come here, it can only mean that the guards of the entire manor, including his father, have encountered something unexpected!

Remembering just now, I was in extreme excitement, and I ignored the faint wailing outside the door.

No matter how unbelievable it is, you have to believe it.

But he is still young and has not heard enough of the beauty’s screams. He doesn’t want to die at all!

The sword, which was as sharp as iron as clay, dragged a shallow **** mouth on the man's neck, and then he made no progress.

Dark Gold's pupils flashed with thought.

Before this, Roy only planned to solve the trouble once and for all, and had never considered robbing property.

But when the other party mentioned it, he couldn't help but become interested.

The Viper School is too short of money, and Alphonse Willy, as one of the Four Giants, has ruled the gang for more than ten years and made countless money. How much money can he save?

"Ahem...this, boss, sir, sir...you killed Alphonse, right?" Cyprian observed the other person's expression, clasped his hands together without dignity, knelt down on the ground, and said in a low voice Pleading,

"Leave me alone, I know where he hid his property. I will take you to find the secret room of the manor. There is money, jewelry, antiques, too much to count, enough for you to spend several lifetimes!"

"Let you go and then take revenge on me?" The demon hunter raised his eyebrows.

"No, no! Sir, believe me! Alphonse deserves it!" The man's expression suddenly changed, and he cursed his father fiercely, "I wish he died, I wish I could cut him into pieces! He He’s just a pervert, a devil!”

"Look, this is all his handiwork." He suddenly turned around, revealing his frighteningly torn back.

It is covered with old wounds, redness, swelling and scabs, probably caused by long-term whipping.

"That old man Alphonse tortures me every day. If I don't like it at all, or on a whim, he will whip, punch and kick me!"

Roy's face was moved.

What is this called? A father and a son from the same family are both big perverts?

A father who clearly occupies a high position and lacks nothing, yet behaves like this to his only relative.

Perhaps the reason why the man in front of me became so vicious, perverse, neurotic, and grew into a scum was because of his father's long-term "influence".

Cyprian noticed that the demon hunter's expression had softened, and he breathed a sigh of relief. An ugly smile appeared on his sickly face, and he flattered him like a mangy dog, "I'm happy that you killed my enemy for me. It’s too late to be grateful, how can we take revenge?”

"As long as you say a word, from today onwards, Cyprian Willy will become your most loyal subordinate, your old dog...to handle all troublesome affairs for you."

But this is no excuse for your perversion!

"Sorry...I want the secret room and wealth, but you..."

Roy shook his head and took one last look at the body on the bed. The five fingers of his left hand outlined an inverted cyan triangle.

The man's body trembled when the seal of the law was reflected in his pupils, and his eyes were as dull as a puppet.

Then, his mouth opened and closed stiffly, cooperating with the demon hunter's questions and answers.

Two minutes passed.

When Roy got the answer he wanted, he sent the sword forward, cleanly passing through his eye sockets and penetrating into his brain.

Hawthorne II fell forward prostrately, falling into eternal sleep without any pain.

"Kill...experience value +20, the demon hunter buzzes——"

The Snake Sect's steel sword groaned softly and drew a bright arc. A Willie Gang thug holding a handaxe instantly covered his neck and mumbled a few words in his mouth.

Fell in a pool of blood, his body twitched for a while and returned to deathly silence.

Ochs breathed out, pulled off a piece of cloth from the corpse, and used the rain to wipe off the flesh and blood on the steel sword, looking around with his amber pupils.

At this moment, Serrit and Furius also ended the battle and were doing cleaning and finishing work. Except for the three standing demon hunters, there was no one alive.

In the spacious courtyard, there were no less than forty corpses lying there, and the rainwater accumulated on the ground was dyed red with blood.

This raid battle has come to an end.

……

The three people poured into the villa.

After a search, I met the bald man and Roy.

The five demon hunters were almost unscathed, but their magic power and physical energy were consumed greatly, and their faces were not good.

"Guys, I have an unexpected harvest..." Roy glanced at his companions who were covered in blood and looked tired, and reported the good news, "I found a secret room where treasures are stored."

"I also made an unexpected discovery." The bald man suddenly turned around and raised his chin towards the kitchen of the villa in the distance. "I heard you right, there is still a fish that slipped through the net."

A few people found a chubby cook in a white apron under the kitchen table, huddled in the corner like a frozen quail, covering her face, shivering and begging.

"Don't kill me...please...I didn't see anything...I don't know anything!"

Lesuo's eyes flickered to his companions, "You decide what to do now."

This plan to destroy the manor was almost a complete success. All the core members of Willy's gang died, and it happened to coincide with the weather - a heavy rain for the cover operation.

But now there is one more variable, an eyewitness.

Ochs and Seret looked at each other, and Roy rubbed his temples.

The cat vulture folded his hands on his chest, looked at the fat woman condescendingly, and suddenly spoke,

"Kill a hundred people."

"Woo hoo... do well, master! My child has just turned three years old and cannot lose his mother!"

The fat woman trembled even more, screaming like an old hen, and a puddle of water was exposed under her apron.

"Didn't we agree before we came here that we would only kill members of Willy's gang?" Roy gritted his teeth. Although he had a lot of lives under his command, as a demon hunter, he still had to have some principles and try not to kill indiscriminately.

"Innocent people should not be implicated. I have a better idea."

"My seal is not exquisite enough... Can you use Yakxi to erase her memory about today's operation?"

"It's a small matter..." Oaks's face lost the optimism and cheerfulness of the past, and he frowned, "But have you thought about it carefully? This is not reliable enough. It will last for a year or two at most...A skilled warlock can also restore her memory immediately. ."

"Roy, don't you think it's ridiculous to be so soft-hearted now? When dealing with bodyguards and thugs, will you let them go?" Cat Vulture raised his chin and expressed his strong objection, "The action should be thorough to avoid future troubles! ”

"You two have made a decision," Leisuo turned to Seret with an expressionless expression.

The witcher, who was wearing a hairband, thought for two seconds and suddenly made a motion of wiping his neck.

"I support the cat vulture and leave no one alive."

"Aww...spare my life!"

"If you want to live, please be quiet! Oaks?"

The hooded witcher glared at his brother displeasedly, "Give her a chance to live."

"I agree with this. Killing her may not hide her from the investigation of the Big Three and Eternal Flame," the bald man concluded, "Now it's three to two, Cat Vulture, what do you think?"

The gray-green pupils of the Cat Sect witcher glanced at the fat woman again,

"She's lucky, so let's use the seal."

……

Five minutes later, everyone left the fat cook who had lost her memory and fell into a coma, and came to the room where Alphonse Willy was.

Roy found a thick yellow book on the bookshelf. After rotating it for a week, a keyhole was revealed on the delicate wall on the left, and he put in a key, which was taken from the still warm corpse of the manor owner. .

Twist gently.

"Card——"

The delicate mechanism was triggered, and the wall made a loud noise and opened to the side, revealing a narrow secret room.

Everyone glanced inside and were immediately dazzled by the colorful collection.

There are three boxes, each containing yellow crowns, gorgeous jewelry and gold... as well as ancient books.

"Sapphires, diamonds, fluorspar... Oh dear, there is actually a spinel, the value is not less than fifty kronor." Oakes was amazed and picked up a fist-sized crystal clear ruby, "Wow, it's so big. It’s so big that no woman can resist its temptation. I can guarantee that if you give it to a sorceress, you’ll definitely be happy and date her for ten days and a half in a row... Well... I’ll give it to you, Roy!"

"Well, what are you doing for me?" The young demon hunter was stunned for a moment, his dark gold pupils showing doubts.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, use it to please Rita Nieder...and this thing!"

The witcher threw over a string of beautiful pearl necklaces. Each pearl was the size of a little fingertip.

Roy glared at him fiercely, but put the necklace into the space and fiddled with the pile of books.

""Winter" and "The Price of Love" are actually all poems, out-of-print manuscripts... placed together with the jewelry, Alphonse Willy has the heart of a poet."

Leso, Seret, and Furius fiddled with a box of crowns, and Furubo's face showed a look of surprise,

"Guys, we are prosperous this time! Such a big box must weigh two to three hundred pounds, at least ten thousand kronor."

"Including jewelry and gold, according to the market price in Novigrad, the total value is at least..." Seret rubbed his chin and estimated the market price, "Thirty thousand kronor."

A normal demon hunter would probably have to earn such a large sum of money for decades, and a small citizen would have to spend two lifetimes on it.

"Sure enough, this is the fastest way to make money."

“With several boxes of treasures, what more house do we need?!” Oakes’ breathing increased, his eyes were dyed golden, he waved his hand generously, his face turned red and he said impassionedly, “Let’s buy it directly from Keville. A castle, no, buy a piece of land and build a manor as a new base!"

"Wake up, don't dream yet!" Seret patted his brother's cheek to bring him back to his senses, "Brother Maojiu also has a share of this money, let's get a point!"

"Let's talk after we get out..." Fulius calmed down his slightly rapid breathing, "Just give me two thousand crowns when the time comes. If there is more, we won't discuss it!"

Originally, he only planned to help for free this time as a favor.

But money is very attractive. With such a large amount of money coming to your doorstep, the materials needed for your student Karl to conduct the grass trial will cost a lot of money.

"The Viper School has no tradition of greedy for spoils of war," Leisuo said solemnly, "Two thousand crowns is not enough, we will divide it equally when the time comes! Stop talking...it's decided like this!"

"Now, Brother Cat Vulture, if you can trust us," the four Snake Faction members exchanged glances, "Let me and Roy put these things away first? Otherwise, it will be difficult to take them out."

"Well..."

After a while, Roy put the entire box of gold and jewelry into the loot package, while Leisuo put Crown into the space ring.

As for the box of out-of-print poems.

Oakes has selected a book of the most vivid love poems.

The rest remains motionless, leaving it to those who come after.

After the secret room is closed again.

Everyone felt happy.

What will be the expression when someone goes through all the trouble to open the secret room and finds a pile of poems?

Alive or dead?

……

In fact, Roy still has some regrets~IndoMTL.com~Cyprian Willie revealed in his "last words" that the wealth hidden in the secret room was less than one-tenth of Alphonse's wealth.

This gang boss knows the three holes of a cunning rabbit.

Most of the treasures are hidden in other places, and the specific location is not even told to his own son.

There is also a considerable part of the property, about hundreds of thousands of crowns, which was laundered through some channels and deposited in Vivaldi Bank in Novigrad to earn interest.

Because of the imperial garrison in the Amer Mountains, the northern countries have another sign of economic turmoil.

As a free commercial city-state, Novigrad is the most economically prosperous place in the north, and the forged krona coins are the best at preserving their value, so it is always good to earn some interest.

Unfortunately, the demon hunter cannot get this money, so Alphonse himself can only withdraw it with the certificate.

"It's time to be satisfied. After collecting the debt, I got a large sum of money for nothing. How should I use it?"

Thinking about this question, five ghostly figures braved the pouring rain and fell over the courtyard wall.