The Divine Hunter Chapter 16: 1The beginning of everything 2

Roy glanced at the master and apprentice who had just reached an agreement.

Casillas Burns/Arzu

Age: 14

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Cosimo Malaspina

Age: 180

Identity: Master Alchemist, Warlock

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The legendary creator appears alive within reach, including the hair on his face, the breath between his mouth and nose, his faint body odor, his hair and beard flying in the wind, and the chaotic energy overflowing from his body. Clear and distinct, no different from the real world...

Is this really an illusion?

"Who are you?"

In the pavilion, an old man wearing a long robe and a fluttering white beard turned his head and looked at the uninvited guest.

And the young man Arzu was shocked. He didn't even notice that there was another person next to him.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you two." Roy bowed towards the two of them and looked at the boy, "I just want to come over and say hello. We have met before, in the Burns family garden... ”

Roy mentioned the last garden bullying incident.

Cosimo looked at his new disciple with doubts.

Arzu opened his mouth wide, his palms unconsciously rubbing the rough surface of the stone pillars, repeatedly observing the witcher's face, shaking his head,

"Sir Roy, you recognized the wrong person, I don't remember where I saw you!"

"Did you remember correctly?"

"Teacher, I have had a photographic memory since I was a child. As long as I meet someone twice, I can remember it for a lifetime. But I have no impression of him." He muttered, "But He's right again, I like to read "A Knight's Guide to Virtues."

Why can't you remember me?

The reality of the scenes behind these fogs is by no means comparable to fantasy.

He even thought he had gone back to the past,

First a chat with Alzu as a child, and then as a teenager.

But why did he have no impression of himself and no so-called butterfly effect at all.

Roy couldn't understand.

But he felt that the answer to this question went straight to the core of the misty world!

"Then I'm sorry, just think I recognized the wrong person." The demon hunter said regretfully.

"Why don't you come in and sit down and communicate? There are not many humans who control chaotic energy in the world. Now that we have met, it is a kind of fate." The old man smiled and invited warmly.

Roy nodded and sat on the stone bench opposite the two of them.

"I would like to ask...are you from the east of the Blue Mountains?" Cosimo's weathered eyes swept over his clothing, physical signs, and the chaotic energy around him that was as light as a gauze.

"The old man asks himself that he has a lot of experience, but he can't remember where in the north or the south, there are people dressed like you, with special enchanted leather armor and double swords, silver beast amulets, magic potions, and silver-gray vertical pupils. ”

Roy felt a strange feeling in his heart.

The creator of the Witcher actually questioned his identity.

But then he thought about it and he was right. At this point in history, they hadn't been created yet.

He had an interesting idea.

"I live in the north, and I started wandering around without a fixed address a long time ago. The world is so vast, it's not surprising that Master Cosimo has never seen me."

"Are your eyes born like this? Are you a natural controller of chaotic energy?"

"Like me?" Arzu suddenly felt that this stranger who suddenly broke in was much more pleasing to his eyes.

"On the contrary, I have undergone artificial transformation and mutation..." Roy grinned at the two of them and said frankly, "From an ordinary person, I have become a little bit of magic talent. With two I picked up a sword, learned a few trivial spells, and traveled all over the world to deal with monsters, water ghosts, ghouls, and high-level vampires that attacked and killed humans. You should know that the world is very chaotic and full of dangers. There are many things that are harmful to ordinary people. Talk about the existence of deadly evil."

"Transformation, mutation?" Cosimo keenly captured the key point in his words, and a blazing fire flashed in his eyes, "This is somewhat similar to the Warlock Brotherhood's project at Lisberg Castle."

"Killing monsters? Acting chivalrously and righteously," Arzu's face turned slightly red with excitement, as if he had found a like-minded companion, "Isn't it the spirit of chivalry?!"

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"Master Cosimo, did you mention Lisberg's renovation project?" Roy interrupted their thoughts and asked with interest,

"Your Excellency is so frank. It would be too petty for the old man to be secretive anymore... Let's talk about it." The old man stroked his white beard and said, "A group of mages, funded by the Northern Warlock Brotherhood, launched a war against ordinary humans. Mutation and transformation experiments try to give ordinary people the magical qualifications to deal with the dark monsters in the world, and even become powerful thugs."

"Unfortunately, there has been no progress at all, and the fate of the participants in the experiment... is terrible."

"Ah, are they all dead?" Arzu interjected.

"Well, no one survives..." Cosimo looked at the witcher, "So Your Excellency's claim that he has passed the transformation and mutation is no less than a miracle... If it is convenient, how about a deal to make you successful?" Secret..."

Roy smiled, thought for a moment, and said that sentence without reservation. At first, Letso told him the insights of the creator of the Witcher.

“Time will take its price. The aged clay becomes harder and harder. Adults cannot transform it and can only collapse into slag. Only young lives have ‘plasticity’.”

Plasticity?

Cosimo Manaspina was shaken all over. He propped his chin with his hands and sat on the stone bench, falling into a dazed state of contemplation.

And Roy looked at Arzu again.

"Boy, are you still being beaten? Are you still meddling in other people's business to gain approval from others?"

"Ah, how do you know so clearly? Have we met before and I forgot about you?" Arzu frowned, as if he had seen a ghost,

"Please answer me."

Mist slowly surged up from around the pavilion, covering Cosimo who was thinking,

"I will spend my whole life practicing it..." Arzu's firm words became intermittent in the mist.

"So does anyone recognize you?"

"Liliana..." the young voice was a little more shy, "The first person to recognize me not only saved my life, but also supported my actions without reservation, and had a nobler and greater person than me. Ideal."

The words fell to the ground...

Thick fog obscures everything.

Roy sat in the fog of chaos and sighed.

Whether what he is experiencing now is a real illusion, it is all related to Arzu, the creator of the demon hunter.

He has one more goal in mind.

He wanted to witness history in this mysterious fog and figure out how Arzu's life changed.

How to get the fragments?

The fog was thick, and soon there was another scene.

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A handsome and tall young man with short curly black hair and a woman with a pink face and rosy cheeks, beautiful eyes, and a medicine basket beside her knees were sitting by a clear stream, letting the water soak up their ankles.

The girl happily stirred the water with her white feet, her black hair reflecting the bright sunshine, and the smile on her face was sweet and moving, while the man lowered his head and frowned.

"Arzu... finally met you, you should be happy!" The girl touched the side of his face affectionately with her hands full of stream water, "I like to see you smile, what's wrong with you?" Tell me!"

"Liliana...I just learned from the teacher that due to the transformation of chaotic energy, warlocks can live for a long, long time..."

"How long?" The girl tilted her head, leaned on his shoulder, and breathed hot breath into his ear playfully,

"How many lifetimes does an ordinary person have? No, maybe ten lifetimes." Arzu suddenly turned pale, stretched out his right hand tremblingly, and hugged her shoulders tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, so hard that it made her The girl choked slightly, "I'm very worried, do you understand?"

The girl pursed her lips, leaned into his arms, and looked up at him,

"Speaking of which, it's all my fault that I'm too stupid and have no talent...I can't learn magic with you. But isn't there an old saying, no matter how long you live, as long as you have ideals, your life will not be wasted."

"It's not enough." Arzu hugged its fragrant shoulders and murmured to himself. The love worries of young people appeared on his heroic and handsome face. "I can't imagine how life will be without you by my side in the future." How to live."

"You are thinking too far. Am I not living well now? As long as I am still here, I will remember you and pray for you."

"Don't worry, just smile and say something cheerful. How is your magic learning going?"

"The teacher said I am a genius that only happens once in a century," Arzu waved the five fingers of his left hand flexibly like plucking strings. A huge vortex suddenly appeared in the center of the gurgling stream, and as it turned, water sprayed everywhere. .

A crystal clear water ball the size of a sandbag emerged from the vortex and hovered in front of the two of them.

As Arzu moved his fingers, he quickly transformed into various animal forms, such as dogs, sheep, cows, snakes... It was like a wonderful magic trick.

"Liliana, the energy of chaos is too powerful. I have only been studying magic for ten years."

"Those scum and social scum that used to beat me up so hard can now be dealt with by me with just one finger."

"Now I know that it is so simple to act chivalrously and eradicate evil."

The young man's face shone with a confidence he had never had before.

But the enthusiasm and stubbornness that he had when he was severely beaten by a few unknown men were gradually extinguished like a small fire under the embers.

"It's a good thing." The woman joked, "You will never be beaten until your nose is bruised and your face is swollen like before, and you will be unconscious in the gutter, waiting for me to treat your injuries."

"No, Liliana, I will always need you..." Arzu quickly stared at her eyes with his brown eyes, pulled her left hand and pressed it against his chest, "You mean to me, just like a story. As said in the book, the harbor of the soul, without your company and encouragement, I would have given up long ago and lived like my cousins ​​all day long."

The woman Liwu smiled slightly and leaned her face on his chest,

"Continue talking about the Warlock Brotherhood."

"No one in the fraternity discriminates against me or insults my background. Most of them respect me, or respect talent and hard work. I no longer need to desperately seek recognition from others."

"But the more I learn about magic, the smaller I feel. The evils, injustices, and injustices in the world are countless, and I can never solve them all by myself."

"The higher-ups in the Warlock Brotherhood seem to have seen my ideals, and began to invite Mr. Cosimo and me to go to Lisberg to help them study the mutation transformation plan of humans and deal with monsters."

"Huh?" Liliana immediately pulled his sleeve nervously, "You agreed?"

"No. I remember you said that if you want to torture a group of people and sacrifice a group of people in exchange for the happiness of others, it is fundamentally wrong."

"I didn't want to torture those innocent experimenters. Teacher Cosimo respected my opinion... He also believed that the results of mutation experiments might be stolen and misused for war."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gratefully at him,

"Is your work going well?" Arzu touched the girl's hair lovingly,

"The 'Endless War' is still going on, and a large number of injured soldiers are sent to the temple hospital every day... In addition, the number of monsters continues to increase, and evil spirits and ghouls attack humans more and more. The more often it happens," the girl's eyes suddenly flashed, and she said worriedly, "The temple hospital is at full capacity from morning to night. There are no beds in the hospital, and some injured people have to make beds in the yard, and the ground is cold. It’s hard, the air is not good, there are messy wailings everywhere, and every day several people are too seriously injured to be treated...and are thrown into the morgue..."

"But I'm just an ordinary doctor. I can't change the situation." The woman was emotional, with a trace of self-blame on her pretty face. She suddenly grabbed the man's hand and said in a different tone, "Do you still remember our ideals?"

"Of course... I have taken it as my creed to create a safer world, freeing our fellow citizens from all the monsters lurking in the shadows."

"Very well, Arzu. Always remember, you are my hope."

"By the way, I have something to give you."

Arzu took out a badge the size of a fingernail from his lapel. The lifelike lily bloomed beautifully, and chaotic energy flowed and glowed on the silver surface.

"Try it on, don't take it off no matter what, it will protect you."

"Yeah."

The stream is not far away.

The sight of the witcher hiding in the bushes became blurry again, and the surging fog took him somewhere else.

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The sky was covered with clouds, and the patter of rain woven into a silver curtain, covering a cemetery in the outskirts of the grassy countryside.

In the hazy drizzle, Arzu, whose face has become mature, has a short beard on his chin, and his whole body is filled with sadness, and Cosimo, who still has a white beard and is full of wise demeanor, stands in front of a tombstone.

A clump of lilies was wet with rain and was dying.

"How did it happen?"

"When she went to the suburbs to collect medicine, she rescued a man who was attacked by a ghoul... The man survived, but she herself died..." Arzu said in despair.

"Where is her amulet?"

Arzu was stunned for a while, squatted down, and gently touched the tombstone with one hand. In the open palm of his other hand, there lay a broken lily badge with one corner. "This little fool, take the badge." Gave it to the wounded man and protected him from the minions of the ghoul."

"The funny thing is, that man has never come to the grave to pay homage once so far."

"I can't figure it out." Arzu looked at the tombstone with a smile, and tears rolled out of his eyes unconsciously. An indescribable pain, grievance, and anger rose with the blood and penetrated into the bone marrow. "She said, if It is a big mistake to sacrifice one person in exchange for another person's happiness."

"Why hurt yourself, hurt me, to save a man you have never met and who is ungrateful!"

"Is it worth it?" He asked towards the tombstone, his red face burning with anger, and all the emotions he had poured into it were in vain.

As soon as he lowered his head, his anger immediately turned into self-blame and depression,

"Why wasn't I with her at that time? I didn't expect that she would be in danger?"

"I am an incompetent waste!"

Bang!

The left fist hit the ground hard, the smooth skin cracked, and dazzling blood slid down the back of the hand along the edge of the fist.

"Dead people cannot be resurrected, so be sorry, Arzu. Becoming a warlock means that you will experience life and death many times."

"But Liliana is not even thirty yet! She should have lived!" He shouted unwillingly~IndoMTL.com~I understand your feelings, but don't hate the wrong person. Neither that man nor you The culprit. "Cosimo patted his shoulder and comforted him warmly, "The source is the monster. ”

"Without that ghoul, the tragedy would not have happened."

No ghouls?

Arzu gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and wiped the liquid on his face that was unclear whether it was tears or rain,

Look at the lily badge in the palm of your hand.

Liliana’s innocent face emerged among the flowers, and her childish but firm words echoed in her mind

Arzu, I want to create a safer world so that people can completely get rid of all the monsters lurking in the shadows!

"It's impossible, we can't achieve it alone..." he sobbed, growling lowly, "I didn't pay attention, and I just learned magic for a while... Wuwu... You are no longer here... You are no longer here ."

"What did you say, kid?"

"Teacher, I am going to Risberg to participate in the mutation experiment. She has already demonstrated to me that sometimes sacrifices are inevitable."

"Have you thought it through? There has been no progress in the transformation experiment so far, and you can pass the psychological test?"

"I want to continue her 'unfinished business'! But obviously, it's impossible to wipe out all the monsters by just one person, wandering around single-handedly, slaying demons like a madman, and you are not enough either. ”

"I need help...if not," he squeezed the badge tightly, the hard edges digging into the flesh of his palm, and the dazzling blood slid down the tiger's mouth to the tombstone, "I will create it with my own hands!"

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A medium-sized castle standing on the rock wall emerged from the hazy mist. The walls were painted in bright colors, and there were four tall towers and some beautifully decorated small turrets.