The Divine Hunter Chapter 1: The coast of Powis
Gildorf district.
A luxury villa.
Gawain Samsa stood at the window sill and stared.
The purple-black sky was torn apart by silver snakes, rumbling thunder exploded from time to time, and the rain as thick as oil washed away the dust on the window lattice, but it could not wash away the haze in his heart.
"Your Excellency Gigi has been pretending to be Chaperle for almost a year. Have you ever had any troubles in some aspects - the deep and dark thoughts of the replicator keep coming out of your mind?"
"You can't help but see some special scenes..." Gawain's tone became deeper, "For example, holding a scalpel and standing in front of a poor person whose skin was peeled off...carrying out more brutal, bloody, and vicious... , a heinous crime?!"
"In the past, I would have felt sick to my stomach, and I would have hated and despised these crimes from the bottom of my heart."
"But now..." There was an uncontrollable tremor in Gawain's voice, and his shoulders trembled slightly, "When I see bright red blood gushing out of the damaged skin, it's like drinking too much Dongzhidong. Excited, and intoxicated."
"This abnormal psychology has profoundly affected me! Do you have a solution?"
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"Man, I completely understand your troubles..." Chappelle, wearing an exquisite black tights, walked up behind him and held his shoulders. "Twenty years ago, when I was your age, I also had Confused and confused countless times."
Metallic eyes reflect the light of memories,
"Lack of guidance from older peers, I can only **** my way alone and with great difficulty..."
“Because I abused my talent, frequently changed the copy objects, and extracted a lot of disorganized memories, my brain was turned into a mess...I suffered from depression and severe schizophrenia.”
“I can’t concentrate, I have no interest in anything, and all kinds of illogical, funny, bloody, and even scary fantasies always flash before my eyes.”
"If I continue, I will definitely follow the same path of many predecessors - collapse of reason and suicide."
Gigi, whose name is Chapelle and is actually a shape-shifter, changed the topic and a trace of joy flashed on his face,
"It wasn't until later that I happened to see the teachings of the Eternal Fire - the eternal flame, the symbol of survival, the path in darkness, and most importantly, hope."
Jiji said emotionally,
"I suddenly realized that I want a strong hope - like a lighthouse in the fog, emitting hot light and piercing the haze."
"All the chaotic thoughts, the fog that clouds our emotions and reason, will melt like snowflakes under the light."
“When you see no hope, no coordinates to guide the direction, and the road ahead is bleak, you will gradually lose yourself in the maze of other people’s thoughts.”
"Gawain, I'm not asking you to believe in the eternal fire..." Jiji encouraged with a smile, "You should seriously consider looking for your own ideals and hopes. Your identity is different now, and you no longer need to escape the eternal fire. The pursuit of fire. You should calm down and establish a hope."
"If not, create one now."
Gawain fell into deep thought.
In fact, he had been hiding in Tibet for the past twenty years and had no time to think about any ideals or goals.
After replacing the Collector, he was busy with the affairs of the Demon Hunter Alliance and managing his properties, and he had no time to organize.
But now he is starting to seriously consider——
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"Your Excellency Jiji, are you serious?"
Not far behind the two shapeshifters, Lambert, who was sitting carelessly on the sofa, said in confusion,
"Shapeshifters inspired by the eternal fire?"
"Is it like an ironic fairy tale?" Gigi turned her head, glanced at Lambert and Aiden who were feasting on a plate of snacks, and said self-deprecatingly, "A man who has been hunted by the eternal fire for decades The shape-shifting monster finally found comfort and relief from the teachings of eternal fire."
"But maybe this is the will of the gods, the arrangement of fate!"
"I then met the dead Sheriff and replaced him."
"Start to practice better, my goals, my ideals."
"So, Sir, what is your ideal?" Lambert swallowed a piece of pumpkin pie with cinnamon powder in one gulp. He was amazed by its unique sweetness and nodded "Yeah".
"Two masters, we have cooperated tacitly for more than four months... I thought you could detect some of my thoughts..." Jiji shook his head regretfully and said righteously, "Since I have replaced the security of Eternal Fire Official, and also understand the truth of life from its teachings."
"Then, the rest of my life will be dedicated to the eternal fire——"
"Uh..." Lambert choked and patted his chest.
Jiji stared at her younger counterpart as if unconscious and said, "I will correct the mistakes of Eternal Fire in the past - unjustly suppressing ancient races, narrowly rejecting other doctrines, and extreme punishment for minor crimes. Harsh torture."
"I will let the eternal fire - at least this Novigrad headquarters, become what its purpose says - to guide all living beings through darkness, towards progress, and usher in a better tomorrow."
“First of all, let’s eliminate unstable factors and crack down on human traffickers! That’s why I joined forces with all my like-minded friends.”
"Your Excellency Jiji, are all shapeshifters so compassionate? I have to say that your idea is admirable..." Aiden nodded at him and said sincerely, "But you went too far, and your behavior is different from before. Completely different, not afraid of being discovered by the archbishop..."
"Or targeted by dissidents on the city council?"
Gigi said confidently, "Your Excellency the Archbishop has a broad mind... and has lofty ideals. All his energy is devoted to missionary work. He is focused on setting foot in new countries and bringing the seeds of fire."
"As long as my reputation is not too bad and makes people angry, the Archbishop will have no time to interfere."
"As for those dissidents, as long as Lord Gawain, the Butcher and the Beggar King stand firmly on my side, they have nothing to fear."
"That's good." Lambert muttered, "After a while, when Gawain's House expands at the end of the year, please come forward to coordinate."
"As you wish." The Sheriff nodded, "The relationship between the Witcher and the Eternal Fire should also be deepened."
He mused, "Continue to fight against human traffickers, and let your Master Dandelion write a few more dramas. When the reputation of the witcher improves, I will hire the master as a swordsmanship instructor on behalf of the Eternal Fire."
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"What are the other masters busy with?" Gawain brought a cup of tea and sat down opposite the demon hunter. After listening to the senior's words, he finally felt better and his brows relaxed. "You two have been here to keep in touch during this period. I haven't seen Master Leisuo for a long time."
"Still the same as before..." Lambert crossed his right leg over his left leg, and twitched his ears carelessly, "That bald man is busy teaching the students alchemy."
"Where are the other masters?"
"Brother Oaks taught farming and hunting...and established a botanical garden at the same time." Aiden took a sip of hot tea and added,
"Master Vesemir moonlights as a blacksmith and trains apprentices."
"Geralt and Eskar trained those wolf cubs in swordsmanship..." Lambert took over the topic and snorted dissatisfied.
These two guys said they were against training apprentices, but when it came to training the children in the orphanage, they were the most enthusiastic.
Facing his former friends, Carl showed overwhelming strength. Constantly stimulating Monty's four little guys made them practice hard every day like a shot of chicken blood.
The next trial is estimated to be less than a year away.
Of course, it depends on the progress of the sorceress’ improvement.
"Cat Vulture takes his apprentice out for training."
It was said to be training, but in reality it was just going to the wilderness outside Nuo City to find weak opponents such as water ghosts, wolves, and wild dogs for practical training.
"Kyyan continued to be his teacher, teaching the common script of the North."
"You are indeed very knowledgeable. Such a meticulous education method... gives me the feeling that there is a hint of the prototype of a university. Fortunately, there are enough demon hunters..."
Jiji said with emotion, "If it were another orphanage, all the children would be gathered together and taught for two hours in the morning."
"The rest of the time is left to them to mess around and waste energy and energy."
"By the way, your Excellency Rita Nieder?" Gigi asked. It must be said that he only made up his mind to join the Alliance of Demon Hunters and Shapeshifters after meeting the astonishing sorceress. .
"Of course the warlock is studying magic..." Lambert laughed and joked, "It's just that he's not in a good mood. Just like a grudge woman - during the honeymoon, the man had to go out to work, so he was full of resentment. ."
"Who is her man? Why did you abandon your beautiful wife?" Gawain seemed to have thought of something, raised the corner of his mouth, and said with admiration and curiosity.
"Besides the great prophet and diplomat Roy, who else...you ask him where he went, this unconventional guy went to 'hell'..."
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In Redania in July, the wilderness is already covered with rich greenery.
However, further north, the climate becomes increasingly cold.
Cross the bay of Praxida to Covel and Powis further north.
This country is covered in frost most of the year, and the land is barren, making it difficult for crops to yield good harvests.
As for areas closer to the ground, the higher you go up, the less surface radiant heat you share, and the cooler the air becomes.
In the northernmost part of the continent, at the foot of the Dragon Mountain, in the territory of Povis, the snow-capped mountain tops are constantly sending cold air currents, and the temperature above can be as low as ten degrees below zero.
At this moment, a hundred meters above the ground, the witcher who was "enjoying" the cold wind shrank his neck, grabbed the mane of Gorfin, and looked down.
The endless stretches of sandy beach, with waves crashing against the rocks and washing up on the beach. The water reflects the light golden sunshine, forming a sparkling arc-shaped coast.
The tiny ant-like beasts shuttle among the vegetation on the shore.
However, the witcher had no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery. The cold air crazily penetrated under his armor, quickly sucking away the heat from his body.
Like a slow and sustained magical attack.
The Helio Seal can only last for a quarter of an hour, and the black mask covering the demon hunter's body will shatter with a pop.
After Roy held on in the sky for a full two hours, his magic power was exhausted. His cheeks were red from the cold, and the gryphon under him began to tremble. He really couldn't hold up where Kyle Siren was. The top of the mountain.
They must rest.
One person and one animal landed safely in a yellow ginkgo forest not far from the beach.
The moment it landed, this apex predator showed off its power and accurately captured a forest deer with its sharp claws.
Golfin held the prey in his mouth, screamed strangely, stepped on the snowy ground, and ran around the woods.
It was frozen, and a thin layer of frost covered its long beak and mane. Because it was not yet mature, the mane's ability to withstand freezing needs to be enhanced.
The witcher quickly collected a pile of shrubs and hay nearby and piled them under an upturned duckbill rock, leaving Igni at random.
The water vapor is instantly evaporated by the magic flame.
The bonfire crackled and sparks flew everywhere.
Golfin lay at Roy's feet and rolled happily.
"Don't get too close, I'll burn you!"
The witcher took off a pair of flying lion monster armor that was soaked in the cold, put it at his feet to dry, skillfully cut the forest deer in half, and threw the larger half to Gorfin,
Hang one leg on a simple grill and brush it with a layer of spices and grease.
A piece of animal skin was spread out in front of the witcher.
According to the original plan, they had trained their first apprentice, Karl, and it was time to set out to convince Old Kelda, the gatekeeper of the Griffin Faction.
But Mr. Vesemir is busy training two young blacksmith apprentices and is very busy. In addition, he plans to return to Oxenfurt again for a week in the near future... to relive old dreams with his dear Mrs. Minoru.
The old man has a pessimistic attitude towards this trip.
The only support given was a tattered and yellowed animal skin map, which circled the location of Kelseren - on a cliff at the northwest junction of the Powis Coast and the Dragon Mountains.
The members of the Brotherhood have no reason to interfere with Vesemir's happy life in his later years.
So the task of winning over the Griffin School fell on Roy himself.
Because of this, Rita Nied showed unprecedented resentment towards him.
It has taken the sorceress a full four months to preside over the Green Grass Trial for Karl. The two have been separated for a long time, and the number of trysts during this period was very few.
The sorceress prepared carefully, intending to leave some romantic and beautiful memories with him on the blue sea under the sky.
Unexpectedly, Roy turned around and received an outing mission.
Although he also enjoyed the warm embrace, business was more important.
Full of grievances, Rita Nied reluctantly opened the portal to the "Dragon Mountains" for him and kicked him in with one heel.
With a bonus sentence - Go to Powis!
The unlucky Roy was teleported directly to the coast of Povis, hundreds of miles away from the Dragon Mountains.
Golfen and I braved the cold wind and drove all day and all night, but we were still far from our destination.
And the climate is getting colder.
This is the sorceress's punishment!
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The witcher turned the map over and placed it on his lap, then threw a piece of wood into the fire.
While rotating the sizzling roasted deer leg on the wooden rack.
While looking into the distance, the Dragon Mountain Range is hidden in the white snow and frost, and shrouded in clouds and mist.
In the past few decades, at the foot of this mountain, by the sea, lies the northernmost country of the continent - Powis and Coville.
The only wealth is sand and sea water.
But when the salt factory appeared, this sentence was no longer funny. It almost monopolized the world's glass and salt markets.
Even so, in the eyes of most people in the northern countries, this coastal country is still a remote, remote country with a harsh environment and hostile people.
People regard Covill and Powis as an object of ridicule.
Teachers often say to students, "If you don't like my class, go to Powis!"
So "go to Powis" and "go to hell" mean almost the same thing.
Words like this are spreading more and more.
Many adventurers, crazy scientists, innovative engineers, and far-sighted businessmen who are full of rebellious spirit and unwilling to be mediocre immigrated to the foot of the mountain, a barren land with almost no fertile land.
Soon, the whole world was shocked by this group of new immigrants-they discovered the treasure that made the country completely wealthy-
Mineral deposits in the mountains.
Incredible.
The benefits that such a small country reaps from the mines exceed those of the three northern powers of Redania, Kaedwen, and Aedirn combined.
Only inferior to the Mahakam Dwarf Autonomous Region in Temeria.
But Bovis's mining volume of gold, gold, platinum and other precious metals accounts for three-quarters of the world's total.
No country dares to underestimate Povis anymore.
Roy tore off a piece of fragrant barbecue, chewed it leisurely, and lay it on Golfin's warm belly.
Redania once coveted the wealth of Kevir and Povis and sent troops to attack them.
In the end, he was defeated by high-quality mercenaries who spent huge sums of money and escaped in despair!
After that, Povis and Kovir made peace agreements with several major powers in the north.
It became a so-called permanently neutral country.
“Povis is a great place today, even more open and inclusive than Novigrad.”
Ochs used to miss it.
"After we finish looking for the Griffin Sect, we will investigate and investigate."
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"Crack..." The slight sound of broken dead branches came from a distance.
A diamond-shaped crystal suddenly appeared in Roy's hand.
Colorful magical light bloomed on the crystal, and Gorfin, who was also on alert, was wrapped in the light.
"Pfft..." a sound.
The majestic griffin instantly transformed into a small black cat as big as a palm, and darted along the witcher's knees and chest into the hood behind his head.
"Meow" whispered, looking out a pair of amber eyes.
And Roy put on sunglasses to cover his strange pupils~IndoMTL.com~ and packed the remaining skeleton and the entire bonfire in front of him into the space.
The body turned into a strong wind and dodged to the side, hiding in a clump of snow-white viburnums.
Half a minute later, two muscular men wearing thick gray cotton-padded jackets walked through the woods and came into view.
"There seemed to be smoke here just now... You smelled it, and there was the smell of barbecue. Just now I heard the female cat calling Chun!" A man with green hair, a garlic nose, and a chin like an eggplant said in surprise, As he spoke, he looked around furtively.
"Coward? You are suspicious all day long. As a cat with eggs, I think you are in estrus!" Another big man with a red face spat, "To be more serious, give it to Igesena." Did you say anything? Will she agree to come out?"
"Your idea is quite good. I told her that I wanted to buy a whole bag of carbon, and the stupid woman agreed to this private transaction." The man with the eggplant chin rubbed his hands, "**Never leave ten, this The stupid girl will secretly take her father's carbon and sell it to us."
"Tonight!"
"Great...then...maybe we can have some fun."