The Divine Hunter Chapter 16: Loot

On a midsummer night, the bright stars dot the dark sky, the moonlight falls like water, the breeze whispers and blows across the vast plains, and crickets, toads and cicadas rustle in the grass and treetops. murmured.

At night, occasionally there are pairs of green eyes like will-o'-the-wisps wandering around.

"Well——"

"Are you awake?"

"Leso, how long have I slept?" Roy struggled to sit up. He was sitting on a simple mattress made of a pile of grass clippings, surrounded by a bonfire.

The flying lion monster armor on his body was replaced, and a white bandage was wrapped around his right chest and abdomen.

Leso sat next to him, throwing dry wood into the campfire one after another. Brothers Oaks and Master Furius lay quietly diagonally across from them.

"Almost ten hours, and it's almost early morning." Leisuo took out a rabbit leg roasted until golden brown and fragrant from the grill, and handed it over, "Eat some, you need to supplement a lot of nutrients. to recover from the injury."

"What's wrong with my injury?" Roy tried to move his waist and neck, but he didn't want to pull the wound, and suddenly the familiar stinging pain surged up again.

He glanced at the attribute panel and saw that his health had increased to 40%, but his severely injured state was still noticeable.

"One rib was broken, but it wasn't dislocated or damaged the liver. I'm pretty lucky."

"By the way, we have properly treated your wound while you were asleep. You will have to rest for about a month. Just treat me well during this period. Remember, no strenuous activities are allowed, including swordsmanship. Training!"

"A month?" Roy took a bite of the barbecue with a frown, "If I can't move for such a long time, won't my bones be rusty?"

Roy took a look at the template and saw that he was not far away from being upgraded. Before arriving at the baron, he might be able to gain enough experience with the help of the power of Golfin to get rid of the injury dilemma.

"Be content, kid. If you were an ordinary person, you would have to recuperate for at least three months, and it is already very rare to survive a dangerous battle." Leisuo raised his eyebrows, "Recuperating from injuries, slowly Just get used to it."

Roy touched the burn on his left hand lightly, but lost his appetite.

"If you really feel bored, you might as well do some other training, such as using your brain to summarize experience, looking back on previous combat experiences, and trying not to leave mistakes to the next battle... To a certain extent, this process of correcting mistakes It's more important than the battle itself." Leisuo looked at the jumping bonfire, "Although it is boring, it can keep you alive."

Roy nodded.

"By the way, you should have learned a lot from fighting that big red-skinned guy this afternoon."

Roy licked the oil stains on his palms like a cat and regained his spirits, "Of course, there is an old saying - if you can't kill me, then make me stronger. !"

The chat between the two alarmed other companions,

"How are you, Roy, does the wound still hurt?" Oakes sat down next to his little brother, shook the cowhide wine bag in his hand at him, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to have a few sips with me? Take a moment?"

"It's not serious...but you can't do strenuous exercise for a short period of time." Roy rolled his eyes as he smelled the pungent smell of wine. "You should keep the wine for yourself."

"Are you an idiot?" Seret, who was standing next to him, grabbed the wine bag without politeness and took a big gulp. "The bones are injured and you are still drinking. Do you want him to lie down for two more months? ? And after being together for so long, you still can’t understand? This guy is not good at your strong drink!"

"Idiot! Strong wine can drive away evil spirits from wounds and relieve pain! Are you my biological brother? Why don't you understand my good intentions? And... I warn you... return the wine quickly. Come back! Stop! Please, leave me a mouthful!"

Seeing the two brothers starting to bicker again, the onlookers were a little amused and a little envious.

No matter how hard the battle is, being able to maintain such a good and optimistic attitude is probably an innate talent.

I just don’t know if this happiness can last forever.

……

Brother Oaks was intact, and Leiso was also uninjured, but his tired look could not be concealed. This was the sequelae of excessive potion and physical exertion.

Flius's luck was not so good. The strange combos of the Whisperer's leather armor were scratched into tatters. The ragged beggar was even more shabby.

Through these gaps, one can see that his upper body was wrapped in dense bandages, with traces of oozing blood seeping out from the center of the bandages.

However, this guy's ability to endure pain is far beyond ordinary people. Even after suffering such a serious injury, he acted like a normal person. He calmly put up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, covered his bruised cheeks, and slowly wiped his weapon. , oiling and maintenance.

Carl squatted beside him like a puppy, curiously observing the teacher's movements and glancing at Roy from time to time.

It seems that he has completely escaped from the nightmare of Mrs. Lin.

"After we have completely broken up with those three old witches, we will enter Velen again." Furius said casually, "There is no doubt that the three witches will prepare a grand ceremony. 'Welcome Ceremony'."

Ochs threw the shriveled wine bag to the Cat-sect witcher, and then said with a playful smile, "Brother Cat-Vulture, as I say, you don't need to be afraid of those ugly monsters. Didn't Serrit and I almost kill one of them?" Really? They are nothing more than that."

"Next time we return to Velen, we will need more than one hand!"

"What's there to say?" Seret said angrily, "The lady in the forest's magic comes from the land of Wellen. Their strength will be greatly reduced if they leave the border of Wellen. In the battle in the afternoon, we It's just a big advantage..."

He said thoughtfully, "They have no chance to summon the Wild Hunt, that is the biggest threat!"

When it comes to the Wild Snake Hunting Faction, everyone fell silent instantly.

They deeply understand the horror of this mortal enemy.

After a brief silence, Roy accidentally touched the wound, coughed rapidly, and his face turned red.

"You are seriously injured. Can you still go on the road?"

"I am not a young master from a noble family. I am not as arrogant and coquettish as you think. I will definitely have no problem riding a horse...cough, cough..."

"Why don't you open a portal," Oakes winked at Roy, "You are very close to Rita Nieder, and if we don't wait until we get to Baron La Valette, Just ask her to open a portal, she will definitely be happy!"

"The journey is a trial, just continue next time when you have time!"

"Coral is still busy with her own work in Kailac, so she doesn't have time to come all the way here." Roy shook his head, "It's better not to bother her with such a small matter..." Then he rolled his eyes,

"Don't just talk about me, you have a good relationship with Keira Metz. How about you invite her over?"

Ochs sneered, "It's just a short-term romantic relationship. We each get what we need... Besides, she should be busy helping Foltest with official duties now."

Up to this point, both parties remained silent about the sorceress.

"Cat Vulture..." Leisuo glanced at Furius and his apprentice, and said thoughtfully, "You have also seen the situation. Roy is injured. We will probably stay for a while when we arrive in the barony tomorrow. It's time for him to recover from his injuries. If you have something urgent..."

"Just in time, I also need to recuperate..." Furius took off his sunglasses, his gray-green pupils glanced around the snake sect's demon hunters, then he drank the liquor delivered by Oaks and shrugged. "And haven't we made an appointment a long time ago to go to Novigrad together? Karl also needs more advice from you."

Suddenly, the demon hunters looked at each other and smiled.

The life and death battle in the afternoon had invisibly brought the relationship between the two schools closer.

……

"Everyone, before meditating, let us finally take a look at today's gains..."

Leso placed a bunch of things next to the bonfire: a fist-sized mutagen, a pair of pitch-black, curved and sharp horns, and a huge heart that was simply processed and full of magic, all of which came from The demon Fogas who was killed by Roy.

An arm with only three fingers, covered with lesions, stains, bloated fat, and tissue hyperplasia, and a huge spoon that is more than two meters long, weighs more than 100 pounds, and is covered in black. This is obtained from Zou Po. of;

Finally, there are three acorns with intertwined gold powder and a faint smell of copper rust, taken from the corrupted oak tree Alandel on the top of Bald Mountain.

"Cat Vulture, you choose two." Leisuo said generously, and brothers Roy and Oaks also nodded.

Originally, according to the past style, all trophies were kept by Roy, the general manager, but now that there are masters and apprentices, it is not appropriate to do this anymore.

Self-appropriating the loot may cause discord with this powerful cat-sect demon hunter... That would outweigh the gain and loss.

"Induced mutagen, after Karl becomes an official demon hunter, he will definitely use it. You can consider it...The devil's horn is an excellent weapon material, and Berengar will probably like...the devil's heart. , you should be able to sell it to the warlock for a good price... Boil Po's hand... its purpose is unknown."

Roy tried to use observation, and only saw a row of words indicating "unknown strange objects full of magic". He turned around and smiled at Karl, who was wide-eyed and full of curiosity, "I don't know what the specific use is. , you have to ask a warlock or other knowledgeable scholar for advice. I think this thing is of no use to you at the moment."

He touched the black giant spoon that was slightly cold in his hand, "This big thing is quite strong and can be smelted into weapon materials... but it is quite laborious to carry!"

Afterwards, everyone’s eyes were fixed on the three tempting acorns.

The demon hunters still remember what Kun Gulan once said in the heart of the tree, "Eating the golden acorns produced by the sacred oak tree can strengthen the body and prolong life."

The little boy Carl stared straight at the acorn, like a greedy man, and couldn't help but lick his lips.

"Does it smell good? Do you want to eat it?" Furius touched the head. The apprentice in front of him is very thin. If his physique can be strengthened, there is no doubt that his chance of survival in the Green Grass Trial will be greatly improved.

"Xiang...I..." Karl's face was full of expectation, and then he lowered his head shyly under the keen gaze of several big men.

"Flius, Karl, I am happy to share the golden acorns with you, but I must emphasize that this thing cannot be eaten casually..." Roy held up an acorn in front of everyone, under the firelight , its golden shell is more eye-catching.

This was Roy's first time coming into contact with this kind of thing. "Tree Heart didn't fully explain it. Golden acorns can indeed enhance physical fitness and help Carl survive the Green Grass Trial... But it has great side effects..." Roy's voice paused. After a pause, a row of information appeared in front of his eyes.

"Forgotten Acorns"

Fagaceae Quercus

Year: 204

Growth place: Willen Ard Serbin, the top of Balder Mountain, the sacred oak Alandelle.

Efficacy: Swallowing the pulp directly will quickly heal severe injuries and increase physical attributes by 3-5 points,

Note: Because it absorbs part of the poison of the corrupted oak tree, eating this acorn will cause a certain degree of damage to the brain. When the user's physical constitution falls below 20 points, most of the memory will be permanently lost.

When the user's constitution is higher than 25 points, he will be immune to negative poison.

When the user's constitution is higher than 30 points, there will be no effect after taking it.

……

Roy was lost in thought, unable to observe the physical attributes of the snake sect demon hunters, and he did not dare to give them casual doses, otherwise he would lose his memory and ruin things.

And he——

"Can comprehensive recovery eliminate the negative effects of memory loss? There is no doubt about it. But what I am afraid of is that I have even forgotten the template."

After careful consideration, he felt that it was best to temporarily seal it and use it as a trump card when he was seriously injured and dying.

And only when the physical fitness has improved to a certain level before using it can the benefits be maximized.

"What negative effects?"

"Do you still remember the legends we heard?" Roy said slowly, "Every spring at the Bald Mountain Night Banquet, Mrs. Lin will invite three boys and girls for a tryst. When the three return the next morning, they will Forget all the memories of the past, including your own name, and then start another life with joy."

"You mean..." The demon hunters were a little surprised,

"Yes, those three boys and girls must have taken this forgotten acorn, but the age is far less than these three."

"Boy, where did you know this?" Seret wondered, "Have you never eaten it?"

"Well, I just made an inference," Roy said helplessly, "but it must have strong side effects."

After some consideration, Furius asked for an "Acorn of Forgotten" for Karl, but he seemed to have other considerations and did not let the boy eat it hastily.

Other than that, he declined the remaining trophies, and Roy collected them into his personal space.

The personal space that has been upgraded once is four cubic meters in size. It contains daily necessities, medicinal herbs, processed monster organs, crossbow arrows and other items. There is still quite a lot of open space.

"What are you going to do with that blood gem?" Leisuo was referring to the blood gem that absorbed the soul of Kun Gulan in the heart of the tree.

Roy held it in his palm and squeezed it.

"Didn't I say that? Since Kun Gulan claims to be a druid," Roy thought, "then I will return it to the druid. These children of nature must have a way to save them."

"Most druids follow the way of nature and live in seclusion in the wilderness to protect rare animals and plants. Their whereabouts are extremely secretive. Are you sure you can find them?"

The number of these spellcasters who are good at controlling weather and plants is very rare, and their situation is comparable to that of demon hunters.

"I happen to know someone, I will find an opportunity to give something to him."

"Who are you referring to?"

Roy smiled mysteriously~IndoMTL.com~Remember Geralt? ”

"The white-haired guy who made the Novigrad pact with us?" Reso rubbed his shiny bald head. He only met Geralt once. It was during that meeting that Roy hurriedly proposed The philosophy of the Witcher Brotherhood.

"Yes, because of Geralt, I got to know a druid...at the border of Broklon..."

Druid Mossak (Urmia), an old acquaintance of Geralt, is also an advisor to the two allied countries of Cintra and Skellige.

When Mossack went to Broklon Forest to pick up Ciri on the order of Queen Calanthe, he happened to meet Roy and Geralt who were escorting Ciri.

The witcher was able to get to know the tall old man.

As the elder of the Skellid Druid Circle, Mossak is powerful and knowledgeable.

The most important thing is that he has a kind and peaceful nature, and a kind of compassion for others. If you give him the sacred acorn, you will most likely get a generous reward.

After everyone roughly discussed their itinerary, they each entered meditation.

In the next few days, the sky was overcast and gray, and the air was extremely humid.

Because they had to take care of the wounded Roy, the group moved slowly, but they still arrived at the border of Redania and Temeria in the Barony of La Valetti before noon on the third day.

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