The Divine Hunter Chapter 17: The missing father
A warm sun disc quietly tilted from the overhead position to the western sky.
The demon hunter who returned to Lovoten Village quickly asked everyone in the village, but unfortunately the information he got overlapped with the confessions of Aggie and Ava.
Until he met a young man...
At the east end of the village, under an old oak tree with tangled roots and umbrella-shaped green branches.
A boy of thirteen or fourteen took the initiative to approach the two of them.
Compared to the generally muscular stature of Skellige men, he looked a little too thin. He was so skinny under the simple linen clothes and gray fur coat that it seemed like a gust of wind could blow him down.
His hands were covered with calluses and frostbite from overwork. He was obviously a child from a poor family.
There were a few freckles on the bridge of his nose, a messy short gray hair, his face was blown red by the sea breeze, his eyes shone with blue light timidly, and his expression was restrained and hesitant.
"Brother Clotte, Mr. Linus Pitt, are you asking about Uncle Ortolan?"
"What's your name, kid? Do you have any clues about him?" The demon hunter smiled gently at him, and the boy took a deep breath.
This man looked not much older than him, but the friendly smile on his lips exuded an unspeakable affinity, and the young man could not help but trust him.
"My name is Yank, and I'm asking you for a favor. If you find Uncle Ortolan, can you help me ask him where my father went?"
"Tell me more details," Roy raised his eyebrows, "Who is your father, and what is his relationship with Ortolan?"
"His father's name is Fu**," Clotte saw the young man's grumbling look. He couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, and explained on his behalf, "I live in the Creeper Village east of Lofuteng Village... but his character is not very good. He has always been They are both idle and addicted to gambling, and they have always ignored their wives and children, but they have not been seen for a long time...Sorry, Yank."
"It doesn't matter, what you said is the truth." The young man shook his head, his eyes dim, "My father used to go to the casino on Big Skellige Island to hang out, and lost all the family's money, which made my mother very sick. He started. But more than a year ago...he disappeared."
"Why do you think Ortolan took him away?" Roy asked, staring into the boy's eyes.
Yanke pursed his lips and stared at the village with smoke rising not far away, "One night a year ago, after midnight. I was woken up by a puddle of urine. I got up and went out to pee, but unexpectedly discovered that... Standing with another man in the moonlight under the eaves, whispering, then they left together and walked into the wilderness."
"It was a bit far away, so I couldn't hear what they were saying clearly, but the man's dress was not Skellige's style at all, and his movements were a bit pretentious like a land man's. I later visited friends in Lovoten Village. I learned from him that the man’s name was Ortolan.”
"The next morning, when my father came home, I felt that he had become a little strange. In the past, except for asking for money, he would never say a word to my mother and me, showing us a little pity and distress. But that day, he There was something in his eyes when he looked at us..."
The freckles on Yank's face were full of surprise, "I felt a little guilty... I was wondering what he did when he went out with Ortolan at night, and his whole person suddenly changed... so the next few days I started pretending to be asleep at night and stared at him, and I discovered that their secret operation lasted for a week."
"A week later in the morning, he took my hand and came to my mother's hospital bed in an extremely uncharacteristic manner. He told us a lot of things, recalled his ridiculous behavior in the past, and sincerely confessed to my mother and me, crying until we tore apart. Heartbroken, like a woman...and asked me to promise that I will take good care of my mother in the future."
"After confessing, he left a sum of money on the table, ran away from home, and never came back."
"Why have you never mentioned this to everyone before?" Clotte patted the young man on the shoulder and said reproachfully.
"Mom didn't let me talk about...that money..." the young man said coquettishly.
Clote suddenly realized that there was no need to tell outsiders, otherwise he might be jealous of someone who lost his father a gambler and received a considerable amount of compensation.
"But why are you willing to tell us now?"
"My mother has recovered from her illness, and the money has been almost spent...and for more than a year, every time I think about the experience during that time, I feel more and more wrong," Yank glanced at the faces of the two people, " Her tone, demeanor, and words on the day she left were as if she was explaining to my mother and me..."
"Last words." The demon hunter said solemnly.
"Yes! Fu** is a promiscuous gambler and never cares about his family, but he is my father!" The young man rubbed his messy hair and took a deep breath, "I want to know where he went, my mother's body The situation is getting better and better, and I can go to work doing laundry and cooking. Sometimes I miss my father!"
"His disappearance must have something to do with Ortolan!"
Yes, the witcher nodded, continued the secret meeting at night for a week, and then left a sum of money to his family and his whereabouts are unknown.
There is no doubt that Ortolan took him away.
"According to you, this money should have been given to your father by Ortolan?"
The young man nodded.
A trace of pity flashed in Clotte's eyes, and he reluctantly comforted, "Maybe Ortolan hired your father... and gave him a commission. It's true that Ferdinand is addicted to gambling, but he is strong and a A good choice for bodyguards and thugs."
"Is that so?" The young man's blue eyes sparkled, and hope ignited in his heart,
The demon hunter shook his head. Listening to the young man's description, the money from the Archmage was more like buying a life of a bad gambler. In his opinion, Fu** might have encountered something unexpected.
But he did not break the boy's hope.
"How long ago did your father disappear? Do you have any memory?" asked the demon hunter,
The boy answered without thinking, "From the day he disappeared to today, I have records every month! A full year and four months have passed."
Roy's eyes sparkled under his sunglasses, and his spirit instantly escaped into the timeline in his mind.
Two years ago——
Ortolan and Ava got married and spent four months on Inda Island as their honeymoon period.
Enter a four-month cold period.
Two months into the derailment period, Ortolan disappeared.
Ava remarried two months later.
Ava spends one year with her new husband.
In other words, the time when the young father disappeared was between the cold period and the cheating period.
Ortolan first took away the gambler Fu**, and then brought three women who looked exactly like his wives to the island.
Is there some internal connection between these two seemingly unrelated events?
Roy couldn't help but think seriously about a question - the Archmage is really a cheating playboy.
Or are you using these three women and one man~IndoMTL.com~ to achieve a certain purpose?
He had a strong hunch that the answers to these questions were all hidden in Ortolan's secret laboratory on the island.
"Mr. Linus, Brother Clotte, help me... I just want to say a word to Frank." The young man begged.
"Tell me more carefully about your father's appearance and age." Roy said.
"About six feet tall, one hundred and eighty pounds, muscular, gray hair, beard, thirty-five years old..."
"I'll remember it. I'll let you know when there's news. Go home first." Roy patted his shoulder and watched the hesitant young man slowly leave Lofuteng Village.
The witcher glanced at the sunset on the horizon again. The rose-red glow covered the wooden houses with a layer of gorgeous gauze.
"Come on, Ava should have calmed down. Let's visit her again."
To find the Archmage's secret laboratory, we still have to start with his once closest wife.