The Divine Hunter Chapter 1: Gathering in Sintra
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Fire Tail Hotel, in the room on the second floor.
A clear hooting suddenly sounded in the claustrophobic room, and the body of the couple who was mixing up their sweetness froze.
The man looked back with a stiff face - at some point, a huge brown horse head appeared beside the bed, its black gem-like copper bell eyes staring blankly at himself on the bed, full of humanity of curiosity.
"迿......"
It barked again, then opened its lips, and breathed at the man with a row of big white teeth, blowing the brown hair on his forehead to the side.
The confused man stared at it for a moment, then suddenly rubbed his eyes,
"Baby... am I dazzled and hallucinating?"
"Honey? There's a horse in the hotel room? Is this a dream?"
"Ah!" The woman suddenly shouted and shrank back into bed. Two strange men suddenly appeared from behind the horse. The younger one smiled awkwardly and said, "Sorry for disturbing your good business. We will leave immediately. Please continue!"
The man in the quilt was frightened by Leisuo's body as strong as a prehistoric beast, and suddenly——
"It's over, what should I do if I can't get hard!" He had already anticipated the miserable second half of his life!
"Asshole! It's all your fault, who are you and where did you come from!"
He suddenly caught a glimpse of the visitor's strange eyes and the long sword behind his back, and his tone couldn't help but be as gentle as a mosquito, "Why... why... you just... ran into our room... these two horses... what's going on? ”
"Um..." Roy rubbed his temples in distress, "You have so many problems, let's keep going..."
"Continue? Do you think I am still in the mood to continue?!"
The man's roar stopped abruptly, and the woman fell into a daze. Two green inverted triangles suddenly appeared in her four pupils.
"Remember," the demon hunter flexibly traced his fingers in mid-air, with a smirk on his lips, "You are still intoxicated in love and have forgotten what happened in the past ten minutes. It will continue 'Plowing', lasts two hours."
"Huh?" The big man next to him maintained the seal in his hand and glanced at him reproachfully.
"Okay, one hour is enough! If you're a man, it can't be less than one hour!"
……
"Huh..."
The witcher wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, and walked onto the street with a horse each leading a bunch of surprised eyes in the hotel.
"Little brat, just give your blood to a foreign wizard for research. Don't you worry that he will curse you and make your life worse than death?"
"Don't worry, Azar Javid is not a good person at first glance. I will not be stupid enough to give him my blood... We have killed many monsters along the way and provided me with a lot of blood materials." Roy gave the big man a reassuring look. He had personal space, so it shouldn't be too easy to change secretly.
"I did not break my promise, this is also my blood - the blood I carry."
What results can a wizard who studies monster blood as witcher blood produce? Roy was looking forward to it.
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The streets of Sintra are exceptionally wide, with hard bluestone paved roads that are twice as wide as Vizima. The surrounding buildings are simple and elegant. The walls of the houses are made of high and thick stones with clear textures. There are no unnecessary decorative patterns on the windows of the houses.
The refreshing sea breeze carrying the smell of sea salt blows from the west, and the clothes of the pedestrians walking on the street are completely different from the people in the interior.
Because Sintra is adjacent to the sea and maintains a good alliance with the Skellige Islands on the sea, the people here are more or less infected with the toughness of the islanders. You can see people wearing turbans and sleeveless clothes everywhere. He was wearing a short coat, revealing two big arms, and his cheeks were roughened and reddened by the sea breeze.
There are also some rough and bearded men with bare chests and striding through the streets. They talked rudely, spouting descriptions about prostitutes, drinks, and boats. Occasionally they would tease a passing woman, who would glare at him hard and leave with a bunch of nasty curse words.
For the first time, the two demon hunters walked into the crowd but did not receive many strange looks.
"Yes, the people of Sintra are not as petty as other places!" Roy couldn't help but praise.
He still remembered that he had seen a piece of information before. In the future, Cintra was captured by Nilfgaard, and all the royal family and nobles of Cintra died to defend their country.
On the day of the fall of the country, most of the people of Cintra did not surrender to the invading army, although Nilfgaard's executioners did not give them the option to surrender - women killed their children one after another, while men killed their wives life, and then commit suicide!
The combination of all these actions resulted in the Sintra Massacre, which would become famous in history.
This record may be exaggerated, but it is enough to show that Sintra is a country full of iron blood and courage, with few cowards and cowards.
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The two continued to move forward, their eyes involuntarily drifting to the isolated cliffs on the coast just north of Sintra.
There stands a majestic castle, inhabited by Cintra's current highest authority, the lioness Calanthe.
The woman's life flashed through Roy's mind.
Her life is full of legend and ambition. However, as a daughter, she is not recognized by the traditional Sintra nobles and cannot legitimately become the king.
She wanted to have a son to inherit the throne and ambition of Cintra. However, after giving birth to Ciri's mother, Princess Pavetta, she lost her fertility due to miscarriage. Therefore, her first husband, Rogner of Ebin, found a concubine with strong fertility. However, not long after the concubine was married, the unlucky woman burped.
Folk rumors say that it was Calanthe who poisoned her first husband to prevent her from losing power in the future.
Not long after Rogner's death, Calanthe married her second husband, Esther Tursek from Skellige, who is also her current husband, but Esther is just a follower. With the hands of the master and the nominal puppet king, the actual power of Cintra is still firmly in the hands of Calanthe.
As he grows older, in order to consolidate his power, Calanthe hopes that his baby daughter Pavetta will give birth to a boy and inherit the throne of Cintra. However, the latter gave birth to a daughter, Xili, who inherited the blood of the ancients. Not long after, she was "unlucky" to be shipwrecked and her whereabouts were unknown.
Now Calanthe's only living relative is Ciri. Unfortunately, this little girl still cannot inherit the throne. The witcher had a premonition that the man in power would start looking for the puppet again.
"Calculate the time, little Xili should be recuperating in the palace, probably in the next few days, Calanthe will send her to meet that fat fiancé."
The witcher couldn't wait to go to the palace to see the little girl, and through the connection of fate, he followed the clues to find Geralt, the wolf sect witcher.
Take the first step towards the renaissance of the Witcher.
Roy's thoughts were racing, while Leisuo led him through the alleyways of Sintra, following the Snake Sect marks scattered around the corners and trees, and came to a place. Outside a remote and dilapidated courtyard.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."
Tap three times in succession and then two times at intervals.
"Who..." After knocking on the door, a slightly sharp male voice came from the house~IndoMTL.com~ and Leisuo gave a rare grin,
"The water ghost is here and the sword is waiting for you. My old friend is here. Do you have any wine? You haven't opened the door yet, you idiot!"
"Squeak——" The yellowed and shabby old wooden door opened, revealing a wooden face with a red hairband. Roy's eyes turned to his face, and he felt a sense of déjà vu, and then he suddenly realized,
Isn’t this the Viper School demon hunter Seret who arrived at Kaye Village with Leisuo half a year ago?
Soon, another hooded face that was seventy-nine similar to him appeared next to the man. It was Oakes, the inseparable brother of the demon hunter Seret.
"Look, what a handsome young man!" Oakes squeezed away his indifferent brother with a playful smile, and held the young demon hunter's hand with great enthusiasm.
"The fourth member of the Viper School, Demon Hunter Roy, you are finally here!"
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