The Divine Hunter Chapter 25: Ice Guard

"Sir Messenger, what did the goddess say to you?" The priestess's eyes flashed, with tension and expectation on her face,

"Call me Linus Peter. The goddess expressed condolences and condolences to all the dead priests. Priest Uva, other believers have entered her kingdom, you don't need to worry... In addition, the goddess Freya... To prevent today's tragedy from happening again," the demon hunter paused and turned his gaze outside the temple, where a dozen little priests were hiding, looking around with their heads shrinking, and then said loudly, "She will give you a... um... caretaker of the home. The powerful guard!"

"What do you mean?"

"You will know better in the future!"

……

In the courtyard.

Roy saw the lord of Indalsfair Island and the leader of the Searose Family among the seven major families, Dona Ann Sinda, who was surrounded by hundreds of soldiers, holding a torch and wearing a long sword. An old man in his fifties or sixties with gray hair and a beard hanging down to his chest.

Although he is quite old, he is strong and energetic.

"You are the messenger of the goddess Freya?" He greeted in a hoarse voice with excitement, "What do you call me?"

Dona strode up with a warm smile on his face.

"Linus Pitt." The witcher put on his sunglasses again, covering his strange-colored eyes, "I don't dare to be a messenger. I'm just a nobody serving the goddess."

"You are too modest. The goddess has told me what happened tonight in a dream. Unfortunately, my castle and troops are on the other side of the island and there is no time to support...Thanks to you, otherwise the temple will be completely destroyed by such a group of wolf-hearted beasts. What a waste! Our Sea Rose family will become the laughing stock and sinner of the entire Skellige!" An anger appeared on Dona's old face, and he glanced at the soldiers around him, and the tied-up Morkvarg was escorted over. Kneel down on the ground facing everyone.

At this moment, with rampant arrogance and contempt for the goddess, the sinister face of Skellige's legendary pirate was covered with bruises and slap marks, swollen into a pig's head.

The clothes all over his body were in tatters and were scratched by fingernails, and he was no better than a beggar begging on the street.

Roy followed his figure and looked back,

More than twenty prisoners, covered in blood, or whose clothes were soaked by the sea water, or whose faces were turned blue by the night wind, fell to their knees in the same posture, dejectedly.

Some nervously muttered something about "giant, divine punishment" while trembling.

And everyone standing there looked at them with eyes filled with angry murderous intent.

"Mokwag! The blasphemer, the hopeless lunatic! How brave," Dona's right hand with thick knuckles and calluses grabbed the back of the pirate leader's neck, and his mouth was close to his ear. He yelled, as if he wanted to shout his brains out, "What gave you the courage to offend the goddess and take action against the most noble priest in the archipelago?"

"You used to rob and kill unscrupulously among the islands, and escaped from the army many times. Do you really think you are invincible?"

"Now the evil deeds you have committed in the past will be liquidated together!"

"The crime is unpardonable!" The lord turned around and glanced at his subordinates and the dozen or so remaining priestesses, raising his voice, "Tomorrow, the island will hold a mourning ceremony for the sacrificed priests, and you guys Beast!"

"Get ready, use your lives to atone for your sins!"

"You are not qualified to return to the embrace of the sea after your death!"

"Your corpses will be thrown into the barren mountains and forests, where they will be exposed to the sun and rain, and be eaten by birds and gnawed by wild beasts!"

The pirates, who were originally so quiet and frightening, suddenly lamented and turned pale.

For the islanders, if they cannot return to the sea after death, it is no different from going to hell.

"Come on, I'll be waiting!" Mokwag suddenly raised his head, panting and glared at the lord. He already knew that he was bound to die, so he simply broke the pot and said, "At least I'm better than you. A bunch of idiots have strong bones. I exposed Freya's hypocrisy. She is not a **** at all. She can't even deal with dozens of pirates like us."

His eyes turned to Roy,

"We still need help from this so-called messenger, actually a lowly demon hunter!"

"Pa!" The angry lord pulled out the steel sword from his waist and slapped him on the back of the head.

Mokwag groaned and fell to the ground face to face, falling into a coma.

"Take him to the port! Send someone to inform all residents on the island that in three hours, at sunrise, the blasphemer will be hanged in public!"

"Sir Messenger, help!" A scream came from behind the crowd.

"Aina?" Roy raised his eyebrows. The five pirates who turned from the dark side to the dark side were also tied up.

"Witness for us, we have never offended the goddess from beginning to end. Instead, we have killed many blasphemers to atone for our sins. We are not sinners!"

"Sir Dona...can you..." Roy doesn't like to kill the donkey.

The lord stroked his beard and looked embarrassed, "They were originally on the same side as Mokwager. If we don't kill them all, it will be difficult to convince the crowd!"

"Lord," Sigurdlifa said proactively, "they never harmed the sisters, but pointed their weapons at the blasphemers! God Freya is merciful and will not blame them anymore."

"Well, lucky guy, since the messenger and the priest have opened the mouth of gold," the lord made a look, and the soldiers immediately untied them, "I will spare your lives this time."

"Huh..." The five pirates breathed a long sigh of relief and quickly gathered behind the demon hunter with gratitude on their faces.

And Roy was certain that the idea about Aina should be settled.

"Lord Messenger, priests, it will be dawn in a few hours. Let's go to the port to watch the ceremony...send the sacrificed priests away and see the fate of the blasphemer!" Dona Cinda warmly invited, "Here That’s it, let’s discuss the rebuilding of the temple and my gratitude to you.”

"Don't worry yet," Roy turned to the dozen or so little priests and lords, "Let's see the goddess's 'gift' together."

……

A warm golden light illuminated the dark and desolate sky at the end of the coast,

The dawn emerged from behind the clouds, rapidly growing and rising, casting a golden reflection on the turbulent sea.

At this moment, Indalsfell Island, the flat open space in front of the northern port is crowded with people, and it is as lively as a festival.

A pair of eyes locked on the gallows on the wooden high platform - the soldiers were performing ancient and cruel rituals.

The pirates who invaded the Freya Temple lined up in a long queue, in groups of three, with nooses tied around their necks.

At the front of the gallows, Skellige's great pirate Morkvarg was made into a human flag, swaying in the wind, waiting for divine punishment!

But his mouth was gagged to prevent him from speaking blasphemous words in public.

The crowd below the high platform, with red faces, yelled, spit, and threw salted fish, stones, mud, and even feces bombs at the prisoners on the platform!

"blasphemer!"

"Sinner!"

"Whale poop!"

"How dare you hurt your mother?"

The white-haired Dona Cinda waved his hand,

The soldiers at the gallows immediately pulled the lever.

Click.

The wooden planks under the prisoners' feet disappeared and their bodies were suspended in the air. The two big Skellige men whose neck muscles were not well developed were instantly strangled by their own weight.

The remaining man's face was blood red, he held the collar with both hands, swung his feet desperately, and struggled for dozens of seconds.

He tilted his neck and stuck out his tongue.

……

"Go on, hang them!" the crowd shouted angrily.

"Man, is it possible that your eyes are really the nemesis of Mokwager?" Among the crowd, the tour guide Clotte glanced at the big man beside him who was still hungover and dizzy, "Tangtang The legendary pirate of Skellige came to raid the temple at night, and his ship was destroyed and everyone was killed."

"Of course, I said that I was gifted by the goddess Freya," Aggie looked at the prisoners on the stage with his tongue hanging out and his mouth full of wine. "For evil people, I will stare at anyone to death! Look! ”

Click!

Another prisoner’s neck was strangled on the stage.

"It's a pity that I don't know where Mr. Linus went. He drank more than a dozen people and still woke up?"

……

At the other end of the team, the witcher glanced at the five frightened pirates around him,

"Man, I saved your lives, I have a request, I hope you can agree."

"Sir Linus, if you have any orders," Aina and his brothers looked at each other, "I will serve you to the death!"

"It's not that serious." The witcher shook his head and smiled, looking at the pirate deputy. "The goddess Freya told me that you hold an item full of curses. It is very inappropriate for a mortal to carry it with you. Safety, it may bring bad luck to you and those around you."

"Just in case something unexpected happens, you'd better leave it to me."

Aina's face was startled at first, then fell into deep thought, and then showed a look of surprise - in one second, he automatically filled in the loopholes in the Witcher's words.

"What you said makes sense. But will this not threaten your life?"

"I am Freya's messenger, so I naturally have a way to seal this necklace."

Aina hesitated, raised his head, and glanced at the legendary pirate who was tied to the flag and drowned by stones, smelly feces, and salted fish.

Clenched his teeth and nodded.

Quietly put your hand into your arms.

Two seconds later, a unique necklace appeared in Roy's palm - the chain was made of rough wolf hair, inconspicuous gray and black, and the pendant was a fang close to the size of an ordinary person's hand.

The Cursed Necklace

Materials: werewolf fangs, werewolf hair, magic power, werewolf heart essence and blood...

Special craftsmanship:

This necklace is the masterpiece of a deceased archmage. First, a werewolf was imprisoned in a narrow chamber, whipped and tortured day and night, until it was starved to the point of going crazy and then ate its own flesh and blood. The lost flesh and blood of the werewolf was Because of the ability to heal quickly, it has grown back.

After repeating the cycle thirty times.

Take out the heart, blood, sharpest fangs, and hair of this tragic werewolf, and mix them with magic to create a necklace that contains powerful resentment and curses.

Purpose: After scratching a person with a fang, all the power of the curse will flow into the injured person's body. He/she will forever turn into a werewolf on the first full moon night after the injury and be trapped in the Within one mile of the deformation site.

It will be trapped in an insatiable hunger craving, and no matter what it eats, it will not be able to fill its stomach. Regardless of any fatal damage, it can be resurrected in its captivity.

Removal method: scratch it with the fang necklace again, and the necklace will regain all the power of the curse.

……

The witcher took the necklace back into his arms in admiration.

In his memory, according to the original history——

After Morkvarg destroyed the Temple of Freya, the godly deputy Aina secretly used this necklace to scratch Morkvarg, leaving him trapped in the temple garden, immortal and suffering forever. The pain of hunger.

Later, when Geralt was looking for Ciri, he rescued the villain by the way.

Yes, the curse was not cast by the dead priest of Uva, but from this ancestral necklace of Aina.

It can be seen that Freya's divine power has been severely weakened.

……

But now.

This magical cursed necklace already belongs to the demon hunter.

Roy recalled carefully that since he came to this world, he has met several cursed people - Aaron, the werewolf of the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe, and Neville, who was released from the curse by Geralt outside Vizima. Ren…Princess Yada of Vizima…

Although these curses have various side effects, the main one is a huge change in appearance, becoming like a beast.

But we have to admit that curses can also greatly strengthen the flesh and blood of ordinary people.

Let them have a body that is as strong as a demon hunter, never troubled by disease, and has superhuman strength and agility!

What is the nature of the curse.

Roy still has no clue, but no one can be 100% sure that the power of the curse cannot be used to enhance the power of the witcher!

"Master Kalkistan will definitely be interested in it! Go back and ask him to research and develop it."

Roy puts the precious necklace into the space.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a strange vibration came from a distance.

Everyone near the execution site... involuntarily stopped breathing, widened their eyes, and looked towards the direction of the sound, the rocks behind the port.

On the execution ground, the lord Dona Cinda stroked his beard, and his weathered eyes filled with wonder and expectation.

"Bang, bang!"

The ground beneath everyone’s feet began to tremble slightly, and the vibrations became more and more violent.

A pungent stench was blown over by the sea breeze, and everyone couldn't help but cover their noses!

At a certain moment, the pale golden sun from the horizon fell on the moist seaside rocks, and a round head poked out——

There is a prominent sarcoma on his forehead, his eyes are mysterious like blood gems, and his fleshy rosacea is comparable in size to an ordinary human body.

It grinned at the hundreds of people gathered in front of the port, revealing its big yellowed teeth. There was a fat-headed fish stuck in the gap between the front teeth and wagging its tail.

"Hey."

"Bang!"

A big muscular hand covered in blue canvas held the rock and pressed hard.

The four-meter-tall ice giant instantly climbed onto the stone, revealing its full appearance to everyone.

The sunlight made his blue skin gleam like a huge and terrifying ice sculpture.

Everyone suddenly started shouting and screaming,

"Dad, is this an ice giant!?" Ben, a little boy wearing crotchless pants, grabbed his father's hand tightly, with a sullen face, about to cry out of fear, "Are we about to die?"

"Isn't it sleeping in Udvik?" a tall man muttered.

"Look at the ice-blue giant beast, polish its shining fangs, clean them with flesh and blood first, and then polish them with ice cubes! Feel the cold breath it exhales, and its blinking red eyes, waiting for that The long-lost warrior walked into its sneering mouth." A white-haired old man recited poetry passionately, tears welling up in his cloudy eyes, "I, in my lifetime, can actually see the legendary beast with my own eyes!"

"I will die with no regrets!"

"Run! The monster is coming to attack!" More people shouted desperately, and the scene instantly turned into a mess. The crowd was running around like headless flies. Some people drew their swords and some screamed.

"Run!"

There was also a woman who was as fat as a cube, breathing heavily, rolling her eyes and fainting.

"Quiet! Quiet! Don't be afraid, everyone!" Dona Cinda shouted from the high platform. His steady and powerful voice was like a tonic to restore tranquility to the people.

"Ice giants are not the enemy!"

He grinned, "He is the messenger called by the goddess Freya to protect the temple - Leviathan!"

Giant?

Messenger of God?

The doubtful eyes of the people turned between the lord and the giant.

No one has ever seen anything like this.

"Just last night, it destroyed two dragon ships of Mokvarg that came to invade Freya Temple!"

The pirate who was made into a human flag and hung on the flagpole was so regretful that he burst into tears. .

If only he knew that there was a demon hunter, the **** of death, and monsters on the island.

He will not invade the temple even if he is killed, he will hide as far away as possible!

But there is no regret medicine in the world.

"The goddess is merciful! In order to avoid the recurrence of crazy beasts, from now on, the giant Leviathan will stay on Indarsfell Island to guard the temple!"

"Long live Freya!"

When the people heard this, they immediately shouted in surprise, and there were also voices of doubt,

"The giant wants to stay on the island?"

"What does it eat?"

"It won't attack everyone when it's hungry, right?"

"Oooh...but he smells so bad!"

"Roar!" The giant suddenly slapped his chest and roared, stepped out of the reef, stepped onto the land of the port, and walked towards the execution ground.

The heavy footsteps seemed to step on everyone's hearts, making them breathe quickly.

It stopped ten meters away from the execution ground.

Standing there honestly, he touched the back of his head.

Sigurdrifa, the priestess in a pure white robe next to the lord, gritted her teeth, barely maintained the smile on her face, rolled up her sleeves, lifted a wooden barrel filled with fish, and stepped forward step by step in front of In front of everyone, he walked up to the ice giant.

A pungent smell that was stronger than fermented rotten fish and shrimp almost made the priestess faint.

I secretly planned to make a home for it in the downwind area outside the temple.

Otherwise, which believer would dare to come to worship?

She casually took out a silver fish from the barrel, and Leviathan's ruby-like eyes glanced at the figure wearing a black cloak in the crowd, stretched out his tongue and licked his teeth.

The master said it.

Listen to the priestess.

Don't eat people.

Well, eat fish.

Hey hey.

The giant stretched out his left index finger, picked up the small fish and stuffed it into his huge mouth,

"Pfft, pfft..."

Chew with your teeth and eat deliciously!

"Look! I assure you that the guardian appointed by the goddess will never attack believers!" Sigur's Leafa straightened her thin body, with a holy golden light shining on her pretty face, "It will protect Your safety! From now on, Leviathan will settle near the Temple of Freya..."

"According to legend, the ice giant kills people without blinking an eye." The crowd sighed.

"This is a miracle!" A believer shouted with enthusiasm, "Who but the goddess can tame such a big guy?"

"Can we touch it? Can I go see it later?"

The little boy who was scared to tears sat on his father's neck and asked with a red face.

"Everyone must fear Leviathan like a goddess. You can watch it from a distance, but don't disturb its rest!"

"That's not bad, you can see the Ice Giant every day." The locals said, "You can't buy such scenery with money anywhere else!"

A smile appeared on the lord's lips. As the manager of the territory, he only cared about profit.

The Ice Giant is itself an attractive 'attraction', not to mention a harmless Ice Giant who listens to the priest's instructions.

With its existence, there is no doubt that Indarsfell will attract a steady stream of tourists on the road, surpassing the remaining islands and becoming the most popular tourist destination in Skellige!

That means a lot of taxes!

This is enough to make up for the reward given to Freya's envoy.

Yes, in order to thank Roy for his support, Dona Zinda took out the secret from Morkvarg's mouth-the huge sum of money from Novigrad's moneylenders and transferred it to the witcher.

Just wait for him to pick it up.

……

"The deadline set by Freya has expired, and the culprit of the atrocities that invaded the temple is on his way!" The priestess turned sharply to Mokvarg on the flagpole and gave an order to the giant. "Leviathan, do it!"

The giant stood up, walked to the flagpole, cast a terrifying shadow towards Morkwag, and pulled the legendary pirate off the flagpole with his big hairy hands.

Two huge palms held up Mokvarg's limbs, one on the left and the other on the right.

Lift him up in the air and display him in front of everyone like he was grabbing a sea crab.

"Mokwag, you offended the goddess Freya, killed the goddess priests, and destroyed the temple buildings. It is a heinous crime!" Sigurdlifa exchanged a look with the priestesses in the crowd, her voice was sacred. And cold.

"On behalf of the goddess Freya, I hereby sentence you to mutilation and exposure to the sun!"

The woman's words fell to the ground.

Leviathan grinned with a cruel smile.

Strengthen your fingers.

Click.

A fountain of blood surged out of the air!

Four severed limbs fell to the ground!

Mokwag instantly lost his hands and feet and turned into bare "sticks", and then passed out due to pain and blood loss.

But the punishment is far from over.

Golden light fell from Sigurdlifa's fingertips, covering the unconscious pirate and stopping his bleeding.

The giant wrapped his whole body with a piece of white cloth and hung him back on the flagpole again.

The next few days. ~IndoMTL.com~ He will be guarded by soldiers, exposed to wind and sun, pecking by birds, and bitten by mosquitoes until his soul falls into hell.

And his body will always hang in the port as a warning to all miscreants!

It's done.

The soldiers left with the corpses of a group of pirates, while the lords, priests, and crowds carried torches and pushed rafts decorated with mistletoe garlands toward the seaside.

On the raft lay the sacrificial priestess.

They will be ignited along with the raft and float to the boundless sea.

"It's time to meet Ciri and Calanthe."

Roy in the crowd withdrew his gaze.

With the three revelations from the goddess, the cursed necklace, and a huge harvest, the demon hunter left without saying goodbye.