The Divine Hunter Chapter 1: Old Moore
Dearest Roy,
A year has passed in the blink of an eye. Since the last time you sent a letter from Sintra, there has been no news for several months.
Susie and I occasionally think of those years in Yadenkaye Village. The family guarded a dilapidated firewood house and barren tobacco fields. Although life was tight, the family was neat and tidy, and it was the biggest happiness.
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My child, how are you now?
The last letter you sent said that you often live in the wild and have to deal with harassment by parasites and insects, attacks by man-eating beasts, and the deadly threats of various terrible monsters. We are very worried about you. Susie even lost sleep because of this. for several nights. It's a pity that as ordinary people, we can't do anything to help you except praying to the goddess Meriteri over and over for you in Novigrad.
But Master Leisuo is an expert and experienced in this area. You must obey his command and learn how to deal with various dangers with an open mind.
The most important thing is to protect your own safety, 'life is important'!
See you soon. I look forward to seeing a handsome, strong young man, not a disabled person with broken arms and legs, blind eyes and ears.
Otherwise your mother won’t be able to bear it.
Enough with the sad talk, I have good news for you.
Your brother, Xiao Mino, was just one month old the day before yesterday. With the blessing of the goddess Melitelli, diseases have never affected him since he was born. He is very healthy, white and fat, with bright black eyes, a small nose and mouth, You should really see it with your own eyes, he smiles exactly like you did when you were a kid.
The little guy is smart and lively, babbling all day long. We thought he was calling your name, and we couldn’t wait to meet you, this strange brother, and hear you share your adventure stories on the road.
Okay, that’s it for Mino. Let me tell you about the food stall. I just learned not long ago that Novigrad is the largest city in the North, with more than 30,000 people living there. Not only humans, but also Including dwarves, halflings, and elves who have never been seen before... Nuo City needs to consume a lot of food every day, so the food stall business is very good, and the daily profit can be three or four crowns, which is several times more than being a farmer in Lower Aden. Times, enough for our family to have enough food and clothing in a big city.
Speaking of which, we have to thank Oaks and Master Seret who brought us to Nuo City. Thanks to their help, we can gain a firm foothold.
Both masters are very good people, except for their slightly weird tempers.
You didn't say how you got along with them last time?
If you accidentally have a conflict and you really can't get along anymore, then come to Novigrad. Old Moore will take care of you, just like in the past in the countryside.
I still have a lot to tell you face to face, so don’t keep us waiting too long.
I will always love you, old Moore and Susie
November 12, 1261, Novigrad. ”
"Swish..." In the dim candlelight, a slender quill drew the last graceful arc on the white letterhead.
A young girl with a plump figure and blond hair wearing a corset stood up from the desk, dusted the envelope, and breathed hot air gently against the ink marks on the paper.
"Uncle Moore, I have written the letter as you requested. Please listen to me read it and see if there is anything else that needs to be modified..."
"No problem, no need to change." Opposite him, a thin, middle-aged man with a slightly stooped back accepted the letter with a grateful face, "Miss Vespra, I'm sorry to trouble you again this time."
The man put the envelope close to his chest in the rough linen clothes, patted it gently, and took out a dirty money bag covered with mud, "According to the old rules, one crown will be the reward."
Wespra shook her head when she heard this, and her blue eyes swept over the other party. The man opposite was clearly under forty years old, but his temples were stained with frost, his face was wrinkled, and his skin was dry and rough. He looked like a farmer who had been devastated by life.
In the past six months, he has written to himself every month. Unfortunately, because he did not know the address of the recipient, the letters were almost never sent out and could only be piled up until the child came back to read them to him.
My beautiful eyes glanced at the man again.
Due to the recent beating experience, the eye-catching redness and swelling on the man's cheeks have not dissipated, making him look both funny and pitiful.
"Uncle Moore, have the gangsters come to blackmail you again recently? You don't have much money, so just keep the money to buy something for Xiao Mino to eat. Don't starve the little guy."
"Miss Vespra, thank you for your kindness, but you also need money to live."
"The money is enough for the time being, so you can take it back, or I can lend it to you."
Old Moore was silent, with wrinkles on his face rising like mountains. After struggling for a moment, his calloused palms trembled and put the crown back into his purse.
His children really need this money.
"Uncle Moore, let me ask you again, is your eldest son a mercenary?" Vespra observed the man's expression, which he analyzed from the letter.
"Why don't you consider asking an acquaintance to find a way to contact him," the blond woman pursed her red lips and persuaded, "If he settles in Novigrad, maybe those **** who bully the weak and fear the strong will not dare to It’s so outrageous that he came to the door for ten and a half months to extort money.”
Old Moore took a deep breath and shook his head. As long as in Novigrad, no one can escape the power of the four gangs, especially poor people like them.
He simply changed the subject, "Miss Vespra, it's time for me to go... Susie is still guarding the stall with her children, so we can't keep them waiting too long."
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Outside the dark building, the sun shines through the slits between a row of low buildings, illuminating a worried face.
Old Moore was walking along the river bank in the outermost part of Novigrad City. In a large area of low and dilapidated houses, most of the people living there were poor lower-class people and mixed-blood elves who had been marginalized by humans.
On the other side of the river, there are huge buildings and commercial facilities. Close to the river are a port, two slaughterhouses, three warehouses, four water mills... busy people are constantly flowing among them.
This is just a glimpse of Novigrad.
The "capital" in the north is surprisingly large, with no less than a hundred entertainment facilities and countless craftsmen's shops.
The closer the city is to the north, the more prosperous it is, the buildings are beautiful and spectacular, and the status and social status of the residents are also higher.
In the northernmost part of the city, separated by a bridge from the main city of Novigrad, stands an isolated island - the headquarters of the Church of the Eternal Fire, the highest authority in Novigrad.
The Church of Eternal Fire rules Nuo City and is more powerful than the four major gangs, but the old Moore family prefers to believe in the ancient goddess Meriteri.
"Great Meritelli, keep us away from those bastards." Old Moore turned around in the narrow alley and headed towards the half-moon-shaped market not far from the city gate.
The hawking noise became louder and the air became noisy.
Businessmen and vendors who come from all over the world and come from all over the world, dressed in all sorts of weird ways and with many weird accents, fill the scene.
Old Moore recalled what he had experienced in the past six months.
Originally, their family lived a prosperous life. Under the protection of two masters, Oaks and Serrit, the local gang members did not dare to harass or collect protection fees.
But after the two masters left~IndoMTL.com~ the gang of gangsters immediately got on them like mangy dogs, and not only did they collect future protection fees, they also went to great lengths to take back the previous "lost" parts.
Old Moore and Susie are just two ordinary farmers, who can't compete with local snakes. The savings he had earned from selling vegetables were quickly extorted, and because gangsters often went to his vegetable stall to cause trouble, the business could no longer survive.
"Hope everything goes well today."
"Old Moore! Are you writing to your children again?" A halfling barber on the street rubbed his red nose and waved his furry right hand at him,
"Yeah."
"It's so enviable to have a wife and children! But you have to hurry up. Several 'Hawthornes' just went to your food stall!"
When Old Moore heard this, his heart trembled, and he suddenly quickened his pace, "Give in, please give in!"
Squeezing through the crowds in the market, babies cried and women wailed. He couldn't help but breathe heavier and his eyes turned red.