The Divine Hunter Chapter 14: Settle in

On a midsummer morning, the five buildings of Gawain's House were bathed in a pale golden light, the alder trees were trembling, and a scorching warm wind blew.

On the training ground in the corner of the yard, five boys, led by Karl, sat on five wooden stakes two meters high from the ground, swinging their dangling feet comfortably, and began a game for reserve demon hunter apprentices. s meeting.

"Boss Carl, you have passed the test of green grass, your eyes have turned amber, and you can easily defeat the four of us together," Monty pulled the clothes in front of his belly and let the wind blow on his belly, which is better The ground cools down.

The cornflower-colored eyes looked with respect from the little friend to the conference room not far away by the fence, "Why don't the teachers let you join the meeting?"

"Boss's achievements don't stop there..." Akamtom flattered him with a loud voice, but there was a hint of schadenfreude in his tone, "Boss has successfully hunted a water ghost and an evil ghost. In the cat vulture The teacher's men persisted for five seconds... fully qualified to participate in the meeting of witchers..."

"But the **** teachers didn't even bother to introduce you to those two new friends."

"Teacher Roy didn't even give an explanation, why is his head bald again?"

"They still treat you like a child!"

"Boss Carl is less than ten years old and can only be regarded as a young man at best." Lloyd patted his chest and said angrily, "Teachers have their jobs, and we have our tasks!"

"As I say, you should train honestly, otherwise you will be punished again soon."

"Huh, that's too much!" Chanem shook his head with a dark face, "As apprentices of demon hunters, we will become demon hunters sooner or later. We are one of them and should fight for our rights. , we also want to join the meeting!"

“We still need to ask clearly why we can’t take pre-drugs after training for half a year!”

"When will the Green Grass Trial take place? I can't wait."

"Boss Carl, you have to support everyone and ask us a question?"

The corner of Karl's mouth twitched.

He rubbed his wrists and looked away from the Golfin who was hovering in the alder forest having fun. He pressed his hands down his buttocks and landed lightly on the ground.

Then he tiptoed and sneaked towards the conference room.

The four little followers followed closely, hiding secretly under the window sill and pricking up their ears.

"So, Brother Cohen is the only one left in Kelseren?" A deep voice sounded, and Carl guessed that it was Mr. Leisuo who taught alchemy.

"For now, that's correct." A strange voice, obviously very young, but with a sense of depression.

There was a long silence in the conference hall.

"Cohen, don't be too sad." A magnetic, slightly hoarse male voice said, "Kelda rescued his companion, and he died in a heroic manner."

"This is one of the best places for a witcher to end up."

"Yeah."

"What are your plans next?" The voice of reason rang out, "Why don't you settle down at Gawain's House first? We live closer together, and it is easier to communicate on weekdays. I have always admired the name of the Gryphon Sect's seal."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I want to rent a room in the city, and Igesena also needs to find a job."

"This is easy to handle, kid. You will take the two of you to the commercial street later... I remember Dandelion said not long ago that there is a shortage of people recently?"

"Boy, your woman is also over there, but she doesn't seem to be in a good mood... As someone who has been through this, I would like to remind her not to keep her waiting for too long, tell her everything she needs to tell honestly, and prepare a bottle of swallows in advance."

"Someone who has been here before? Someone who has been in a fight with a cow?"

"That's enough, Aiden, I'm warning you one last time, don't slander my reputation again, otherwise you won't blame my good brother for being rude and telling you about the embarrassing thing you did in the Spear Cave last time."

"Don't embarrass yourself here, idiot!" A dull male voice said, "I made you two laugh. If the song and dance hall is not good, Lord Gawain has a street over there, and it is not easy to arrange an ordinary job. Difficult."

"Cabaret?" A clear and lively female voice said, "Singing, dancing and performing dramas? I like it...but I am just a stupid girl from the country and I can't read, can I do it?"

"Don't worry, madam, there are many kinds of jobs, and you are still young, so you can learn slowly."

……

"Ahem, Mr. Cohen, regarding that magical "Book of Shadows", the source of all tragedies, I wonder if we are lucky enough to see it?" A lively voice was full of curiosity and expectation. "Let us criticize and fight for you together!"

The five boys outside the window couldn't help but raise their hearts.

"Shut up, pig brain, that's the secret of the Griffin sect. I'll show it to you casually. Do you think you are the Kroang that everyone loves?" The voice of reason lost its reason and apologized again. , "Sorry, Brother Cohen, this guy was bitten on the head by Qi Qimo, and his head was caught in a bear trap. He damaged his nerves and has a low IQ. He didn't mean to offend."

"Two friends, let's do this for now. I'll let you know when Vesemir returns to Nuo City."

……

The noise and discussion in the conference room ceased and the door opened.

The demon hunters rushed out and quickly returned to their respective posts.

Forging, alchemy, classroom, farmland.

The five reserve demon hunter apprentices ran back to the training ground at some point and started a 2v2 wooden sword sparring in a decent manner.

Wipe the sweat from time to time, as if it has been going on for a long time.

After the mutation, Carl held his left hand behind his back like a teacher, pointing with a handsome face.

However, he still couldn't escape the sharp hawk-like gaze of the demon hunter mentor.

"It was very comfortable squatting under the window sill just now and eavesdropping, right? Do you like squatting?" Geralt walked over and gave them a stiff smile, "Now I will make it happen for you, all of them, climb up the wooden pile, one person at a time Three hundred squats! A thousand for Carl."

"Have mercy, Geralt..."

……

Coen in the yard looked envious when he saw this warm and funny scene,

Roy next to him smiled when he saw this and said, "These children are very obedient most of the time, but they are too energetic and occasionally get naughty."

Cohen turned his head and glanced at the busy witchers and innocent faces in the blacksmith shop, alchemy room, vegetable garden, and classroom, with a dazed look on his face, "The witcher brotherhood really did it... ”

“It’s amazing that there are so many apprentices.”

"Only those five naughty guys are the real apprentices, the others are just ordinary students...learn some common words and skills to make a living in society," Roy deliberately invited, "If you are interested, occasionally work part-time How about a teacher? Give them a lesson or two?"

A trace of emotion flashed across Cohen's wooden cheek. He thought of his teacher's dying instructions. The next successor of the Griffin Sect might end up in Gawain's house.

But then, a deeper sadness came up in my heart, "Let's talk about it later, Roy, let's go to the dance hall first?"

"When Igesena settles down... I should also fulfill Teacher Kelda's promise and lend you the "Book of Shadows" to browse."

"What I want." Roy suppressed the excitement in his heart. He fought a **** battle for old Kelda. After all, the secret method of the Griffin Sect was also one of the main reasons.

"But I hope that after you learn that knowledge, you will not spread it outside." Cohen looked at him with a hint of pleading on his face.

Roy hesitated and nodded.

With their old friendship, Vesemir and Kelda were unable to learn the secret method of the Griffin Sect.

It only took me a few days of hard work to get such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I shouldn't expect more.

But he made up his mind to slowly let Cohen change his mind in the future and willingly contribute the secrets of the Griffin Sect.

Most of the Brotherhood members are not of legal origin and can only learn dual seals. Probably only Geralt can master "Roar".

But at least the brothers should broaden their horizons.

……

The three people quickly left Gawain's house.

Walking through alder bushes and walking along cobblestoned suburban roads.

Enter the city through the South Gate of Novigrad.

Under the bright sunshine.

The long queues flowed endlessly, and the huge city gate seemed like the mouth of a giant beast that was constantly swallowing prey.

Cohen saw a series of extraordinary phenomena.

In other cities, whenever the guards see a demon hunter with two swords on his back, they will come up and question him, and they don’t look good on him.

However, he was surprised to find that the guards of the Eternal Fire in Nuo City were actually respectful to Roy around them.

As if he was some big shot, he was even polite to his companion, who had a few acne scars on his chin and was a complete stranger.

Let it go directly.

……

The spacious and clean marble pavement, the endless stream of people occasionally glanced at the two tall demon hunters, but it was not full of contempt and contempt like other cities.

Of course there are some people who have bad expressions.

But most maintain rational restraint or good-natured curiosity.

What puzzled Cohen was.

Some residents locked their eyes on the demon hunter, muttering some incomprehensible words such as "sewer butcher", "guardian of black and white", "human trafficker killer".

As if they were some famous person.

Roy also noticed Cohen's look of surprise, but he didn't explain.

The demon hunter still has a long way to go.

When one day, the people of Nuo City regard imitating the witcher as a fashion, then it will be truly successful.

……

Nuocheng Song and Dance Hall.

Although it is still morning, one-third of the guests are already seated in the brightly lit lobby.

Roy glanced across the lobby on the first floor, then to the VIP seats on the second floor, and was suddenly stunned.

The sorceress, who was dressed in a purple lace dress, was supporting her chin with one hand and looking at them with a perfect smile.

However, Roy was keenly aware of a trace of deeply hidden resentment in her smile.

His heart skipped a beat, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Rita Nieder raised her finger at him...

"Coral, no wonder I didn't see you in school. Why did you come to the dance hall to watch the show today?" Roy sat down on the stool next to her and sprinkled a little salt on the tender trout meat.

One hand took advantage of her soft waist.

Smell the fragrant rose fragrance in her hair.

Introduced two companions.

Keen and Igesena sat across from them, glanced at the two of them, smiled at each other in tacit understanding, and began to enjoy the sumptuous lunch.

By the way, take a look at the performance on the stage - it happens to be a play about the witcher. The witcher accepted the commission of the Eternal Flame and began to eradicate the human traffickers in Nuo City.

"What do you think is the reason?" Rita Nied took an oyster from the table, picked up a slice of lemon with her slender index and middle fingers, squeezed some lemon juice on the oyster, and thoughtfully brought it to his mouth. , with a smile like a flower, "Ah—"

"Uh...slow down...uh..."

"Okay!" Cheers and thundering applause suddenly erupted in the hall, and even Cohen and Igesena were in high spirits - a handsome and upright demon hunter appeared on the stage, using beauty like dancing, or in other words It is the swordsmanship of dancing that defeats the insidious, wretched, and despised human trafficker!

"Slow down, my coral...I will do it myself, I have hands and feet! Hiss...you come, you come!"

"This is what happened, little bald man." After forcing five oysters and three boiled eggs into the witcher's hands, the sorceress wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin with satisfaction, and gently pressed Luo's hand with her right hand. Yi's bald head made him turn to face her, "Recently I met a little sister from Aretusa..."

"I heard her say that someone not only rescued her from the clutches of the evil mill couple, but also made an agreement with her. He wanted to visit her."

"Someone seems to have an ulterior motive."

Rita Nied's eyes swept across his face, and the word "honest confession" was written all over the unique dimples on his cheeks and the crescent-shaped slits between his eyes.

"Coral, don't give me another nickname for my bald head... I promise that my hair will grow back in half a month at most!" Roy bared his teeth, picked up a bowl of potato and beef soup, and took two big mouthfuls. , calmed down.

"And the she you are talking about, do you mean Toya from Edsberg? I'm just doing you a favor. No one with a sense of justice will just sit idly by. But I have dealt with this matter long ago. Forgot."

The sorceress was not satisfied after hearing this. Her purple nails gently slid across the witcher's arm, and her **** kept gesticulating on his muscular forearm, pinching and loosening, and a cold light shot out from her pupils. , "Her name is Casca now... Two years have passed, and you still remember her original name, and you still remember where her home is. You always remember her in your heart."

The more he spoke, the more sour his tone became.

"She is still a little girl, you have bad intentions——"

"Ahem...Beautiful Ms. Rita, respected Master Roy...and these two new friends, welcome to the North City Cabaret. I, Dandelion, am in charge of the cabaret." A magnetic person The moving voice rang out, and D'Andrea walked elegantly to the VIP table in the corner. He touched his chest and bowed to several people.

The bright magic lights on the second floor illuminated his coquettish lavender lace jacket and the amazing heron feathers on his hat.

"These two are Cohen of the Griffin School and Igsena of Povis." Roy breathed a sigh of relief, took his hand out of the sorceress's arms, and gratefully spoke to Dandry En gave him a warm and powerful grip.

Bumped his shoulder.

The latter secretly blinked his left eye at him.

"Good afternoon, two new friends, what do you think of this performance?"

"Awesome!" Cohen said sincerely, with a trace of lingering sadness still on his face. He subconsciously commented sternly, "Although it is a bit too beautifying our group, the actors' swordsmanship is also a little inferior. Oh, those eyes must be wearing contact lenses, they’re not realistic enough, their movements——”

"Well...well..." Igesena covered Cohen's mouth, a shy smile appeared on her delicate face, "He means perfect."

"We have never seen such an innovative play. It is very rare for drama and poetry performances in most cities not to slander the Witcher, let alone..."

"Well, it is precisely because few people take this difficult road," Dandelion said proudly, holding his head high and chest high. "As a poet with a conscience, I will rectify the name of the demon hunter! ”

"By the way, Dandelion, what do you think of Igesena? She just came to Novigrad and needs a stable job and place to live." Roy tried not to look at the cold and pretty face next to him.

"I don't think there is a problem. The business of the dance hall is booming now. There are more than a dozen shows every day. Many actors are so tired that they fall asleep when they return to the dormitory." The great poet's eyes flickered to the girl, " Ms. Igesena has a good talent...very recognizable. With a little training, she can perform on stage!"

"Ah, are you sure?" The girl was flattered and finally let go of her hand. The relieved Cohen took a few deep breaths and stared at his excited girlfriend with extremely complicated eyes. "I can't read, I can't even read my lines."

"The most famous performer in Redania, Mr. Tarantino, was born a farmer."

"There is no distinction between high and low in this profession, as long as you have talent and work hard enough."

"I will take you two to the office downstairs later to find the blonde beauty, my Pucilla..." Dandelion said vigorously, "She will arrange a job and a place to live. But once My income was not much at first, which was the average level in Nuozhou City, and my residence was simple and in a slum area. I hope you two can understand!"

"Thank you!" Igesena clasped her hands tightly in front of her lower abdomen and curtsied to him ecstatically.

Then he turned around and saluted Roy,

"Okay..." Dandelion nodded, "Master Roy, I also have something to tell you in advance."

The great poet touched his delicate mustache that was shaped with wax, his eyes were sparkling and his face was full of energy,

"A letter of invitation from Anna Henrietta, Duchess of Toussaint, an enlightened lady, to me, inviting me to perform in her country during the Harvest Festival."

"This is a great honor," Dandelion said with pride. "No poet can refuse such an invitation... There is still half a month until the Harvest Festival on August 1st... I plan to do it in these two days. Let’s go!”

"I will have to be absent from the cabaret for at least a month. In addition, I also hope that Master Oaks, who also loves poetry, can come with me and look after each other on the way."

Roy was startled for a moment. He remembered that there was such a thing. Dandelion went to Toussaint to perform, and the husband of Duchess Henrietta went to Sintra for a meeting.

Then... the great poet relied on his pretty face and his ability to "glow like a lotus tongue" to put a shiny green hat on the dignified Duke.

"Just ask Oakes."

"He asked me to ask you, as if he was worried about your plans."

"That's it. In just one month, um, Oaks will set off with you." Roy said with a slight touch, then carefully looked at the poet's handsome face, and patted him on the shoulder in the inexplicable look in the other person's eyes. "Master Dan, I remember you said before that you are not suitable for monogamy, but that should change now, right? You have to remember that Pucilla is still waiting for you in Nuo City."

"It's best not to feel sorry for her."

"I have changed my mind a long time ago!" Dandelion's eyes flickered and he glanced under the fence, "Now all my love is written into love poems and given to Priscilla! She has received all my love, and there is no more love. Nothing extra. Well, that’s it.”

"Humph!"

The sorceress beside Roy snorted with disdain and doubt.

"This is for your personal safety, Dandelion, remember your promise."

……

After enjoying lunch, the great poet led Cohen and Igesena downstairs.

Rita Nieder used both soft and hard tactics to test Roy's attitude and see if he still missed the little sister.

After a while, I gave him an angry look, reluctantly reached out and took out a letter from the void.

"This is a love letter from your little girlfriend Casca, please enjoy it slowly..."

After speaking, he turned around, pointed his smooth back towards the witcher, and pretended to use his fork to eat the salmon on the table.

Roy held the letter in silence for a short while, but was not in a hurry to open it.

"How is Casca now? Is she feeling better?"

"She has undergone magical transformation and her deformity has been cured. There is no doubt that she is a little beauty."

"Is she adapting to Aretussa and happy?"

"She has made three friends, and she is happier than before... except for missing you all the time. You ignored her and broke the heart of a little beauty, do you understand?" The sorceress's tone exuded a strong acidity. meaning,

Roy nodded and handed the letter back to her decisively. In Rita Nied's surprised eyes, he said softly and calmly, "My Coral, I only treat her as an ordinary little sister. There is no other meaning. Since I know that she is fine, there is no need to read the letter."

Rita Nied was stunned for a second, then turned from anger to joy. Her blue eyes stared at his dark gold and silver-gray pupils, pear dimples appeared on her cheeks, and she smiled unusually warmly,

"I'm not that stingy. In that case, let's watch it together." The sorceress placed her chin on his left shoulder, pressed against his cheek, breathed hot air into his ear, and placed her soft chin on his right hand. shoulder.

The witcher opened the letter.

……

My best friend Roy,

Two years have passed since the last time I said goodbye to Edsberg. Looking out at the sea through the iris windows of Arethusa Tower, I often think of your gentle words...

……

While reading the letter, Roy was absent the whole time.

"How long will you stay this time?" Rita Nied's slender fingers were teasingly drawing circles on his palm, circle after circle, making people feel slightly itchy.

"For at least a month, I have to learn the secrets of the Griffin sect from the "Book of Shadows"... The book contains a lot of precious magic knowledge, which is also useful to you... But I made a promise to Cohen, and I can't Leak it to anyone. But don’t worry, I will try my best to convince him..."

……

Whenever I am confused and troubled on the road to magic, your comfort and smile are my guiding light.

Sister Rita showed me what you look like now. The changes are so great that I can hardly recognize them... But my heart tells me that Roy is still Roy, and these changes are just growth.

I will try to keep up with you and grow and change with you.

And, I have changed, are you willing to witness it for me?

……

"Study during the day, then it's night." The sorceress's voice was as soft as a dream.

The witcher felt a moist and soft touch on his cheek.

At the same time, there seemed to be two venomous snakes under the table, carelessly rubbing against his feet.

……

My friend, could you please give me a small encouragement to come to Goth Velen.

I found a pond on the island, with lotus leaves and mayflies floating in it, and a few black fish swimming in the pond~IndoMTL.com~There was a big elm tree standing beside the pond.

Let's sit on the moon boat together. This time, I will perform magic for you.

I will always wait for you.

Toya or Casca (whichever you prefer),

Written in Arethusa, July 13, 1262.

……

"I'll stay with you tonight."

Roy sighed inwardly and closed the letter.

He only remembered the beginning and the end, but he didn't read a lot of content in the middle. He couldn't remember exactly what was written.

He returned home with the sorceress in a daze.

It was ridiculous for an afternoon, an evening, and a morning.

It wasn’t until noon the next day that I found Cohen’s new residence feeling refreshed.