The Divine Hunter Chapter 1: Return to Nuo City
"Boom!"
A square door opened in the void, and the strong wind swept away it. Seven beast pupils jumped out from the vortex of the airflow, and a man with two swords on his back behind him.
And three horses.
"Tsk, tsk, this one-way one-way portal is really a treasure. With it, you can cross thousands of miles in an instant, and you can go wherever you want?" Lambert observed the surrounding environment with an admiring expression.
A dark cave full of stalactites, with a corridor paved with stone slabs in the middle. On the right side are huge cans and containers and a bunch of alchemy instruments. There are dusty bookshelves on the rock wall, and a few moth-eaten pieces. The wood was piled into a shabby bed.
You can also see some large copper pots for cooking.
"This thing is expensive to make and is disposable. I finally got Coral to give me one." Roy outlined a red talisman with his five fingers, and an angry flame bomb shot into the brazier in the corner, illuminating the hall. "You can only take advantage of it once, and you have to keep going in the future."
"Hey, guests from Kaer Morhen, look this way, welcome to the alchemy laboratory of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood!" Oakes suddenly walked to the center of the hall, spreading his hands proudly, "From now on, this It will be an important place for us to improve the mutation formula and conduct green grass trials."
"A cave on the outskirts of Nuo City?" Geralt looked around,
"A secret laboratory under the Temple Island of Nuo City." Leisuo explained calmly.
"You four, you are very brave,"
Askar looked surprised and patted and snorted the Scorpion, who was slightly uncomfortable. It was a foal he obtained through the law of accident.
"If you can imagine setting up a non-human laboratory under the Eternal Fire Base Camp, aren't you afraid that they will treat them as monsters and kill them all?"
"The eternal fire should not be underestimated, but it is not omniscient. This is the saying that the more dangerous the place, the easier it is to be ignored. Let's go, three brothers, follow us around for now."
The three members of the Wolf Faction visited the entire laboratory, and after hearing about the **** past and the happy ending of Count Keyan's revenge, they couldn't help but become curious about the Cat Faction.
Later, everyone handed all their weapons and badges to Leisuo and put them into the space ring, making a slight disguise to cover up the special appearance of the demon hunters - three strange wolf sect demon hunters entered the city without any warning. If Being discovered by the Beggar King, the Butcher, or the Eternal Flame's men may cause unnecessary vigilance.
It wasn’t until there was nothing unusual about them that they looked like a few strong dock porters, then they left the Temple Island and divided their forces into two groups.
Most of the houses headed to the civilian area, Geralt and the three settled down first.
And Roy went to the market in Nuocheng to visit the old Moore couple, reported that they were safe, and entered the most prosperous commercial street, the Nuocheng Dance Hall.
However, it was ten o'clock in the morning, far from the busiest time, and more than ten guests could already be seen in the song and dance hall.
Sit in the elegant VIP seats on the second floor.
They are all rich people wearing silk robes, because it is not a day off, and the poor need to work hard at this time.
The guests looked through the curtain surrounded by crystal beads and turned their attention to the stage in front of the hall.
Roy bought a ticket, found a seat on the first floor, and "watched the show" with great interest, eating mung bean pods, pickled olives and small octopus on his dinner plate.
Several men and women dressed in completely different costumes are performing a comedy on the stage.
The farmer with a sallow face and thin figure struggled in the "quagmire". The "monster" lying on the ground, wearing a tattered and thick black horse jacket, made a weird cry of hula and snoring. It was like a puddle of mud and was thicker than a turtle. Squirming slowly towards him.
Unsurprisingly, the protagonist of the drama appeared at this moment - a guy with a flashy prop sword on his back, long black hair tied into a ponytail, dressed like a demon hunter.
Roy narrowed his eyes.
This guy's dressing style is quite similar to him.
The demon hunter issued an aria-like righteous warning to the "Corrosion Demon" in the "garbage heap" and pounced on it with a heroic expression.
After a lot of fighting and dancing.
The peasants escaped from the stinky "cesspit", and the Corruption Demon died under the witcher's talk and dance.
It's a pity that the farmer was too poor to find half a penny, so he had no choice but to agree to the famous law of accidents-the first thing he saw after returning home was given to the savior as a reward.
What is ironic is that there happens to be a row of smelly salted fish drying in his yard.
The story obviously beautifies the witcher, but he didn't get angry at all when he took the salted fish, he laughed like a gentleman who was willing to help others——
"This is the will of fate, from now on we are even!"
The farmer who exchanged his life for a salted fish, his fat wife, and his thin son kept bowing to the back of the witcher!
The performance came to an end with the joyful and lively music of the piano!
The audience in the VIP seats watched with gusto and were obviously very satisfied with the story.
Of course, many people whispered - it's unreasonable.
……
"Roy, long time no see!"
After the curtain call on the stage, the great poet Dandelion, wearing a iris hat, a purple loose shirt with silver jewelry, and a beaming smile, came up from behind the stage.
He said excitedly with a flushed face.
"I have good news to inform you. In the past month, the business of the dance hall has doubled several times. It is simply a miracle. The growth rate of performance is faster than the troll building a bridge...it started to make profits in the first month! ”
"Oh?" Roy raised his eyebrows and felt happy. This was something he had not expected. The original plan was just to let the dance hall improve the reputation of the witchers.
To prepare for the next action.
The drama just now also proves that Dandelion strictly abides by his promise.
I didn’t expect that I could actually make money. The people of Nuo City are very receptive.
"Dandelion, I read that right, you and Ms. Pucilla are both talented people! By the way, where did she go?" Roy patted his shoulder and said with a smile,
"She is busy writing a brand new script, it seems to be called 'The Witcher vs. the Night Stalker'... Today's scene was written by her, are you satisfied?"
"Hmm...it's pretty good, but I personally think the depiction of the witcher is too selfless (stupid)?" Roy suggested in a relaxed tone, "If it were me, using the law of accident to ask for reward, at least I would have to For another meal? A piece of salted fish is not enough to fill the gap between your teeth."
"You don't understand the market, and exaggerated plots can easily produce dramatic effects," Dandelion said endlessly when talking about the professional field. "Just like this play, a life is ultimately equivalent to a salted fish. Isn't it? Both absurd and wonderful?"
"It further proves the witcher's noble integrity of keeping his promise."
"Looking back, the gentlemen in the VIP seats upstairs were scolding each other and couldn't move their eyes away!"
"That's right, human nature is true...as long as it has an effect." Roy nodded and got to the point, "You just mentioned profit."
"Tell me, how much profit can you make in a month?!"
"Guess," the great poet couldn't hide his excitement.
"Five hundred kronor?" In order not to dampen the other party's enthusiasm, Roy said as little as possible.
Dandelion's eyes flashed with amusement, "You are too conservative! A total of one thousand and eighty crowns and fifty coppers!"
He smiled from ear to ear.
"Have your wages been deducted?"
"Net profit, minus all expenses."
This provides a hint of confidence for the Witcher's next project.
Roy felt relieved.
"I also have good news to tell you, Geralt is coming to Novo City!"
"What?"
"When everything is settled, I will bring him to meet your old friend!"
……
After checking the accounts, leaving Dandelion looking excited, Roy rushed to the pharmacy next door.
Ms. Zerikan, who was standing in front of the counter and looking down at the account book, felt the strange gaze. She raised her head and saw a slender man with dark gold pupils, wearing gray armor, looking at her quietly.
Candila immediately smiled with her white teeth exposed, stepped forward with two long legs and stepped forward confidently, and then put her arm in her arms as usual.
The elastic and hot body clings to him, the eyes are bright,
"Roy, when did you come back? How is Kaer Morhen? Is it fun? Tell me!"
"Well, I just arrived today. That place is definitely a paradise for you. There are countless wild animals hidden in the mountains, as well as harpies, mist demons, cyclops... enough to make you want to Give me some medals of honor." Roy glanced casually across the shelves filled with potions and herbs, and several brand-new potions were neatly stacked.
My eyes turned to the gorgeous tattoo on the side of the woman’s face.
He took out a dagger with a translucent cyan short blade and a bone handle from his arms, and handed it to the woman.
"Take the dagger polished from the teeth and bones of the Cyclops and keep it as a souvenir!"
Candila showed her white teeth, smiled more cheerfully, pouted her sparkling lips and put a funny red mark on the man's face.
She was so happy that this man had not completely forgotten about her.
His attitude towards himself became more and more relaxed. After all, the prey could not escape the hunting master.
Whether it is in love or on the battlefield.
"Um...how has the business been in the store recently? Is everything going well?"
"With the protection of Master Keyan and Mr. Collector, no blind person dares to cause trouble!" Cantila played with the gift fondly, turned her wrist and waved it twice quickly in mid-air, making two lines. Arc Light, stuffed the dagger into the black leather belt,
"Business is also very good, and the turnover is rising steadily. On average, we can make a profit of about seventy or eighty crowns per day, excluding the 20% and taxes belonging to Mr. Maojiu. From the time you left until now, there has been I saved a total of sixteen hundred crowns and deposited them all into the Vivaldi Bank account according to my previous instructions."
"Income and expenses are clearly recorded in the account book. You can check them at any time."
In this way, the two stores combined can earn 2,600 crowns a month, providing sufficient ammunition for the next operation.
"No need to check, I fully trust you!" Roy pursed his lips, stared into her bright eyes, and said sincerely, "Thanks to you during this period, you have been helping us guard the store, otherwise we would have been Don’t open your body.”
Kandila laughed exaggeratedly after hearing this, winked at him, and puffed out her strong chest, "Have you forgotten, I am your mercenary... It is normal to 'serve' my employer. Next time you say such disrespectful things to me, I will be angry!"
"You should at least receive some wages, and you can't always work voluntarily. I really feel bad about it."
"The store provides food and accommodation, and I don't need much money." Cantila gave him a meaningful look, "If you think my work is done beautifully and well, then occasionally reward me with some gifts. Little surprises, like this weapon..."
"Tell me more what I like to hear...take me to the wild to hunt, stretch my muscles, help me choose a new style of tattoo, and I will be happy!"
Roy was speechless. Ms. Zerikan's performance was more loyal and trustworthy than the trolls on the mountain.
It’s just that the debt on the demon hunter is getting heavier and heavier... Fortunately, he is young but determined.
"I promise, I will take you hunting when I get the chance."
We chatted with Candila for a while.
Roy opened the black curtain and entered the pharmacy.
……
We haven’t seen each other for more than a month. The cat-sect demon hunter has changed a lot. He is no longer wearing a tight hooded cloak, mask, and sunglasses. Instead, he is wearing a simple but neat black tunic. A black round hat.
The scarlet blood scabs on his neck and cheeks were still hideous, but his mental state was much more relaxed.
"Hey Kyaan...how're you doing?"
"Roy, what a boy!"
The two high-fived each other hard and hugged again.
"Are you tired from work? Are you still used to life in a pharmacy?"
"Haha, to tell you the truth, not only am I not tired, I actually enjoy it!" Kaiyan put down the work at hand, took out a bottle of white wine from under the alchemy platform, and poured it for himself and his guests. After drinking a glass, he sat on the high stool of the alchemy table and took a comfortable sip. The bright magic lamp illuminated a relaxed smile on the terrifying face.
"I seem to have returned to my teenage days, where I had a regular life of messing around with bottles and cans every day."
"Simple and happy, without intrigues or fighting." He said seriously, "I love this life to death!"
"How are you guys? Did you gain anything from your trip to Kaer Morhen this time..."
"Three guys from the Wolf Faction have arrived in Nuo City~IndoMTL.com~ Roy's eyes slowly passed over his face and hesitantly asked, "Are you interested in meeting them?" Regarding the organization I mentioned once before... I'm sorry that I made my own decisions without your consent and dragged you into the Demon Hunter Brotherhood. ”
"Then what are you waiting for?" Kiyaen suddenly stood up without any hesitation and took down the thick cloak from the hanger at the entrance. "You saved my life and gave me a stable job. ”
"Don't always mention debts, brothers, we are the same kind and should help each other."
"Haven't you heard of a truth, Roy?" Cat Pie, who survived the disaster, shook his head, "Since we came to this world, we have been given life. From then on, our behavior of paying debts has been Unable to stop. To ourselves, for ourselves, and for the account to be finally settled."
“And this account, this debt, I think is far from being repaid!”
Kiayan stretched out his hand, his pupils flashed scarlet, and his tone was decisive,
"The Witcher Brotherhood, I'm here to help!"