The Divine Hunter Chapter 11: Development

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In late autumn in Nuo City, the falling yellow leaves of the street trees and the broken sunlight cast a golden coat on the building belt of the gorgeous long street.

It was still early in the morning, but there were already several tables of guests sitting in the Nuocheng Song and Dance Hall. In the center of the stage, a dozen actors performed an "Unexpected Journey" to the melodious music.

"According to what the two masters said, it is certain that Nilfgaard will march north to launch a war... Cintra is in danger." The shape-shifter Gawain Samsa stroked his elegant mustache to both sides of his upper lip. "Then we should prepare in advance...and take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune!"

"What you said is exactly what I want." Seret nodded and complained to Roy next to him, "The current financial situation of the Brotherhood is not optimistic, and 90% of our income comes from For those two shops, although profits have increased recently, they are still only 2,600 crowns per month. And the expenses..."

He shook his head and sighed, "There are more than thirty people in Gawain's family, and their food standards are beyond ordinary families. Twenty of them are the most edible half-year-olds, and eleven mutants are worse than others. Each of them has a huge appetite. It's like a bottomless pit. Living expenses alone cost 600 kronor per month. Including other miscellaneous items, 700 kroner is not enough... and money-burning teaching work such as alchemy and blacksmithing also requires at least 500 kronor. These It’s not a big deal. Master Kalkstein and Ms. Rita’s research costs a minimum of two thousand crowns per month. If the supply is insufficient, the master will probably go on strike immediately.”

"This does not include the new decoction project in which Leisuo and Kaiyan are involved."

"In addition, the one-time teleportation props made by Ms. Rita cost a lot of money, two hundred crowns each; and the stable teleportation gate of the Nine Valley Lake Laboratory was reimbursed by me for two thousand crowns. Originally, it was because you sacrificed your hue. , she has been working voluntarily for the fraternity, and we have no reason to argue with her about these basic expenses."

"Calculate for yourself, how much did it cost?"

The bright light illuminated Roy's face full of shock and the corners of his twitching mouth... He had not managed accounts for quite some time, and unknowingly, the burden on the brotherhood had become so heavy.

A hint of worry flashed through Seret's amber pupils, "The expansion of Gawain's Home has been completed. According to the plan, the children temporarily staying in the Eternal Fire Orphanage will be transferred the day after tomorrow. By then, the number of students will be twenty. The number has skyrocketed to fifty people, more than doubling the number of people. It is obvious that the burden is far more than doubled... After that, there is no doubt that we will spend money like water!"

"How much funds are left?" Roy exhaled and wiped the cold sweat from his palms,

"The reserve is sufficient for the time being. It originally had 20,000 crowns. Counting the 10,000 you defrauded from Vizima and the 20,000 Geralt earned from Cintra, after deducting the expenses during this period, There’s about forty-five thousand left. The cost of a big deal.”

"You two don't have to worry too much. The money spent by Gawain's house to build those houses..." Gawain smoothed his short purple hair on the temples and smiled thoughtfully, "I will reimburse you!"

"I knew you had a compassionate heart!" Seret then turned from worry to joy, stretched out his hand and shook the shapeshifter's hand, and Roy also gave him a grateful look.

"Okay, let's get back to the topic, about this way of making money," Schappeler rubbed his leather-gloved fingers, and a trace of solemnity shot out of his metallic pupils, "May the eternal fire illuminate those war victims. We must not be like other unscrupulous businessmen who hoard critical war supplies..."

A few people nodded in unison. Once a person breaks the bottom line, it will be difficult to go back to the past.

"The simplest and most serious business..." Seret said, "buying a large amount of Sintra's specialties...Cintra spirits, some spices originating from Skellige and only transported from Sintra, etc. Etc. Once Sintra becomes a historical relic, many northerners will definitely remember it spontaneously, and the specialty products will become the best emotional sustenance, guaranteed to be in high demand and best-selling!"

"Even if Cintra is reborn from destruction in the future, there will eventually be changes... What we have in our hands will become the authentic treasures of Cintra!"

"I have a suggestion..." Roy interjected, looking across the stage to the dancers with arms clasped and tap dancing to the cheerful drumbeats, including Igesena, whom Roy had informed Cohen News about your stay in Toussaint.

And Dandelion and Priscilla were arguing quietly in the shadows at the edge of the stage. The great poet was explaining something endlessly, and bowed apologetically from time to time, like a typical husband who was caught cheating.

The witchers didn't betray him, maybe he accidentally exposed himself.

The blonde beauty crossed her chest with her hands, raised her chin, and turned her face away. Her expression was obviously gloomy, and her lips moved from time to time.

Roy read her lips, and they all cursed her with words like "heartless", "damn liar", "rogue", "believe it or not, I'll find a mistress to **** you off" and the like.

Alas, the wrong payment was made after all, and Dandelion, the **** who did not listen to advice, must be taught a lesson.

He sighed in his heart and continued, "The flag of Sintra is the Three Lions flag with a blue background...now it is dyed with lake blue and orange..."

"Cheap! There is basically no demand now." Gawain Samsa's slender eyes shone, the business in his mind was flowing rapidly, and his cheeks flushed with excitement, "The current price is definitely the best price ."

"When the war breaks out, in order for the people in the north to support Sintra, the price of dye for making the Three Lions flag with a blue background will inevitably rise sharply! At least three to five times! And this is a just move for us, and we will not regret the money we earn! ”

"If you have money, let's make it together!" Seret slammed his fist on the table, leaned over the two shapeshifters, his amber pupils flashed, "You two sirs, why don't we discuss an investment ratio immediately? , but I agreed in advance that the Brotherhood is not as big as the two families and cannot afford so much money. Will it be possible to use manpower to make up the money?"

The two shapeshifters exchanged glances,

"The success of Eternal Fire's last operation was largely due to the masters. My incompetent brothers also had to rely on the painstaking training of the masters, so we agreed to your proposal!"

……

Temple Island, just north of Nuo City, is an underground laboratory.

The elongated firelight illuminated the alchemy platform composed of glass tubes, metal cans, vats, heating vessels, and infusion furnaces, as well as shelves stacked with bags of dried herbs, bottled monster organs, and mutant tissues.

A rickety figure is standing next to the bookshelf, concentrating on browsing "Mutation and Genes", "Secrets of Mutations", "Demons in the Blood" and other books from the collection of Nine Valleys.

Another graceful figure is in front of the experimental table, repairing the oval-shaped damaged gargoyle heart.

The flame of the heater jumped "sizzling", the green liquid in the huge measuring cup boiled "gurgling", and the slovenly man's breathing gradually became rapid.

"Bang!" Kalkstein put down the book heavily and stroked the stubborn and proud lock of black hair standing between the Mediterranean Sea on his head,

"What a genius idea..." He was full of amazement,

“These full and detailed experimental records just make up for our inability to conduct in vivo experiments, especially the dozens of mutation inducers recorded in the book and their related negative reactions, which greatly inspired me...I am now We can make some targeted adjustments to eliminate the undesirable mutations of the grass decoction."

"This saved us at least ten years of effort!"

The master alchemist shook his body as if he was having an epileptic fit, and the two thick dark circles around his eyes the size of rice grains also trembled together.

"My brain seems to be plugged into a wire, and endless inspirations are pouring out. Flying lion monster decoction, snake pie decoction... With the elements, I have thought of at least four new improvement routes!"

"I am already confident that I will be able to improve a safe and reliable grass decoction within three months. Although it is not as effective as the original formula, it is worse than not risking your life." The alchemist master looked confident.

Rita Nied's face was filled with joy. Will all the hard work finally bear fruit?

"By the way, who is Thomas Moreu, the author of these books? Can you give me some recommendations?"

"Sorry, he has been dead for more than a hundred years. You can only go to the cemetery to worship him." The sorceress put down the gargoyle heart in her hand and shook her head lightly.

"What a jealous man!" Kalkstein shook his head sadly, as if the person who died was his relative.

"What does the master think of this second mutation? Is there room for improvement? Is it possible to replace the Green Grass Trial and directly designate it as the first mutation?"

Hearing this, the alchemist raised his thick and messy eyebrows, and glanced at her plump **** displeasedly,

"Stupid woman, the nutrients bypass the brain and are absorbed elsewhere? How could you come up with such an outrageous idea? Use your brain carefully. Doing so is tantamount to creating a new grass decoction, with far greater risks than benefits. …”

"I respectfully call you master," the sorceress's blue eyes formed a slit, shooting out a dangerous light, her face covered with frost, "It does not mean that you can insult me ​​at will. Now I am warning you one last time, and you will never speak nonsense again." Block, be careful——"

"Okay, Roy, that kid is so screwed up by you, he will definitely listen to your orders...but I will have a beginning and an end, and will never give up halfway if I don't make results!" The alchemist took a deep breath, squeezing his dry cheeks. Make a false apology, "Sorry, Ms. Rita, I have a straightforward temper. Especially when I am doing research, I speak without emotion and can easily hurt my colleagues. Just take the nonsense I just said as a fart."

The sorceress's face brightened slightly.

"Back to the topic, improving herbal medicines and researching high-level vampire decoctions have taken up all my time. I have no extra energy to spend on the third project, 'Second Mutation'."

"I'll give you a suggestion. The second mutation is only for witchers who have been tested by the green grass... Every few months, when the mutated white widow lays eggs, go to the Valley of Nine step by step. As a second When the number of people with secondary mutations reaches a certain base, we will conduct in-depth research."

After finishing speaking, the alchemist **** his sleeves and rubbed his hands in a vulgar and excited manner, "Then let's get started, Ms. Rita, don't go back tonight. Let's work together to conquer the first improvement route."

The sorceress pursed her red lips and shook her head,

"Ms. Rita, what did I just say, where did the nutrition go? If you still want to cooperate, you have to prove that you still have basic professional researcher ethics."

The sorceress clenched her silver teeth, and suddenly her heart moved, her anger melted away, and she retorted, "Okay...it's just this once, it won't happen next time. Staying up late is a woman's natural enemy. After all, I am not a permanent person like you who has no charm at all." I am single, have no concept of clothing or style, and have lived for nearly two hundred years without ever falling in love!"

The alchemist seemed to have been stabbed in the center of his head, and his cheeks turned an unusually blue color. Rita Nied was overjoyed, patted her peach-like face, and put on professional white gloves.

……

Gawain's House.

Beside the spacious courtyard, under the fluttering catkins, a discussion was going on.

The hands of the two demon hunters facing each other touched the hilts of their respective swords at the same time. The two swords were unsheathed at the same time. They took two steps quickly and lightly at the same time: first forward, then to the side. With a hissing sound breaking through the air, the two of them drew out their sword flowers at the same time.

Felius, who had gray-green eyes, tapped his toes and jumped forward quickly, like a spear suddenly passing through the air. His bright silver sword swung to the shoulder of the bald man first, almost touching the bodyguard. Quen's shield.

However, before he could break the shield in time, the big man on the right side of the cat vulture turned his wrist with a grin.

The long sword drew a semicircle with incredible speed.

"Bang!"

Gold and iron clashed, creating a dense explosion of energy.

"Bang! Bang!"

Under the sun, two high-speed afterimages collided and separated, fighting each other a dozen times in the blink of an eye.

At a certain moment, Leisuo used the inertia of rotation to knock back the sword he was swinging. The sword grid got stuck in the middle of the opponent's sword spine, trying to push the sword forward and cut his vitals.

The cat vulture was keenly aware of his thoughts, and at the same time, he exerted strength on his wrist and turned the blade according to his strength.

The two swords seemed to be stuck together with glue. The two demon hunters held their swords against each other and spun several times in mid-air. Sparks poured down like fountains.

Amber pupils and gray-green eyes faced each other tit-for-tat across a sharp blade.

Their footsteps are moving at the same time - rotating, translating, changing directions, as fast as ghosts.

The demon hunter apprentices who were watching could only see two very close figures in the field changing their positions forward and back, as if they were dancing an alternative ballroom dance.

The speed slowed down.

Cat Vulture's wrist softened, and he finally couldn't control the huge force coming from his fingertips. The long sword came out of his hand, "Whoosh--" The silver light flashed and it was inserted into the willow branch on the side!

He suddenly rolled to the ground!

"Bang!"

The bald man’s muscular arm then pressed against the ground, and a muffled thunder suddenly exploded in the courtyard!

The breathing of the few kids watching was stagnant and their eyes widened.

The Griffon Griffon peeking by the alder forest let out a "coo" and flapped its wings in alarm.

A wavy air flow visible to the naked eye swept along the bald man's body, as if an air bomb had been detonated on the spot. The shock wave radiated in all directions, and dust was rolled up from the ground.

Everyone within five meters of the big man's body would be affected by the impact.

The Cat Vulture was no exception. Although he rolled to avoid the pursuing sword, he could not avoid the all-pervasive Alder. He instantly felt a shock on his back, and Quen's shield shattered with a "pop".

A huge force penetrated the body.

He involuntarily turned sideways and felt a chill on the back of his neck.

The dust and fog cleared.

The bald man in the field was placing his sword on the neck of the cat vulture, which was kneeling on one knee.

The five demon hunter apprentices suddenly started shouting.

"Teacher Leiso won a great victory!" Monty laughed,

"Did you use Alder's Seal just now?" Akamtom asked curiously,

"It looks different from Boss Carl's tricks." Lloyd continued.

"The boss' mentor actually lost!" Chanem looked at his companion jokingly.

But Carl was hit hard and hung his head unwillingly. In his heart, the cat vulture has always been an invincible existence!

The cat vulture nonchalantly pulled out the sword from the willow tree, shook his wrist and performed a sword dance, and put the sword blade back into the sword belt on his back. There was no trace of frustration on his face. He crossed his arms across his chest and looked over his bald head inquiringly. The big man’s body is covered with blood.

"Man, what magic elixir did I take in Toussaint? My speed and strength have become much stronger..." The cat-style swordsmanship that the cat vulture is proud of is not so good in the face of absolute power and speed. It worked, "The seal is also completely different from before? Did you read "Book of Shadows" and mutate like Roy?"

Vesemir in the blacksmith shop not far away released the newly acquired gryphon school blueprint, Geralt in the classroom put down his charcoal pen, Oakes in the cornfield released his hoe, and Kyaan in the alchemy workshop Putting down the mutagen conversion solution, he glanced over and quietly raised his ears.

"It's all the effect of secondary mutation." Leisuo twisted his neck, "I originally thought it only enhanced physical fitness, but I didn't expect that the Alder Seal would also change accordingly... It is no longer a one-way magic air bomb. Instead, it explodes in a circle around the body."

"You have just experienced it. It works well when used to break out of an enemy or as a trump card!"

"Roy gave it a new name, Alder Thorn!"

"And there seems to be some other changes in my body that I haven't discovered yet."

The cat vulture nodded enviously, "It just so happens that we don't have much elemental talent and can't learn the mutation seal. The second mutation can make up for this shortcoming a little. It seems that Toussaint has to go!"

"Let's talk to Oaks. The material for secondary mutations is very rare. That guy has already reserved a quota for the next mutation. Lambert and Aiden are also waiting in line. You must convince them first! ”

The cat vulture smiled disdainfully and put on the cool sunglasses again, "I will use my strength to tell them who is the most suitable next!"

……

Leso and Cat Vulture were chatting and laughing and returned to the wooden comb pile to sit down and rest with a bunch of children.

They began to ask non-stop questions about the seal, premedicine and grass decoction just now,

And Leisuo looked to the other side of the wooden fence. Three brand-new wooden houses had been built. Through the open doors, one could clearly see the clean and tidy Datong Shop inside, with sets of quilts, blankets, and clothes.

The little girls in the classroom were rarely distracted, looking expectantly at the new house.

"Are you ready~IndoMTL.com~Children...we will meet new friends the day after tomorrow."

"Teacher, can we change dormitories then?" Monty asked with a slight blush on his face.

"What do you want to do?" Cat Vulture's tone was cold.

"I, I..."

"Oh, we want to move over and live with the new guy!" Carl couldn't see how hesitant his little brother was, so he grabbed his teacher's hand and shook it, then let go of him in embarrassment when he looked at him like a girl. , "And by the way... I want to make some new friends and live together, it will be easier to cultivate friendships!"

"That's right, teacher, please help us!" The five little boys clasped their hands on their chests, their innocent eyes twitching.

"Okay, brats, you are planning to show off that jar of water ghost teeth to the newcomers!" The bald man saw through their purpose at a glance, and the five of them suddenly lost their mouths, "But it's not impossible..."

Leso grinned and showed his white teeth, "At the orientation party, the five of you have to wear skirts and dance!"

"Ah, don't even think about it!"