The Divine Hunter Chapter 19: Behind the coldness


As dusk falls, the cold sea breeze blows through the oak trees and bushes north of Indalsfell.

A pair of pupils that reflected the ghostly light were floating in the dense forest.

"Click..."

The witcher stepped on a dead branch and reached out to lift a dense leaf... A sparkling pool of water appeared in his field of vision.

In the silent night, the only sounds that could be heard were the chirping of insects by the pond and the rustling of three leafy willow trees swaying in the wind.

This situation coincides with the carving on the pendant!

"Ahem, Mr. Linus, we're here. But you'd better hurry up, it's very dangerous to go to this kind of wilderness at night! If we encounter wolves, bears, or crab spiders, we might I won’t be able to see the sun tomorrow.”

"Don't be impatient, I'm here, no one can touch you!" Roy stepped on the soft mud and walked around the pond. When he came to a willow tree, he put the pendant around his neck. Suddenly started humming.

He casually poked the air in front of him. The air rippled like stirred water waves, and the dim light was strangely broken from it.

Illusion?

"Mr. Linus, what on earth are you doing? Looking for treasure?"

"Quiet, you go and play for now!" Roy turned around and outlined his fingers in front of the young tour guide's eyes,

The latter suddenly trembled all over, walked to a willow tree like a wooden man, hugged the trunk, and wriggled slowly like a yellow dog peeing.

The demon hunter nodded and outlined the dark Kelamp Seal in front of him.

No illusions were summoned this time.

The black talisman is like a needle, instantly piercing everything in front of you!

"Boom!"

On the flat ground in front of the willow tree, the soft and thick layer of humus suddenly disappeared, revealing a pressing board with a handle.

The witcher opened the wooden board, inserted a steel sword outside, and put the sigils of Quen and Helio on it.

Carefully walked down the dark wooden stairs behind the wooden boards.

In the narrow, dark space with bare walls, a closed door with a magical glow standing directly in front of it.

There is a keyhole-like groove on the door.

Roy hesitated briefly and inserted the pendant of the necklace.

It fits perfectly.

Click—

The witcher opened the thick magic door.

"Duang..."

Roy snapped his fingers. Elf-like flames circled around the fingertips, illuminating the entire secret room——

The room, which is similar in size to a single bedroom in a tavern, is surprisingly empty, surrounded by hard walls, except for a table in the corner, a silk bag, a telescope for communication and projection, and a light bulb on the ceiling. Magic lamp…

There is no one there, and there are no instruments or experimental equipment that the demon hunter expected to use to transform creatures...

The most eye-catching thing is a six-pointed star array carved on the yellow wooden floor. Each corner of the array is engraved with ancient characters representing seals.

The demon hunter stepped into the magic circle, and the magic power in his body suddenly became heavy and sluggish, like a blocked water pipe, and his brain became dizzy and groggy.

At the same time, a strong rancid smell hit my face.

He bit the tip of his tongue and frowned. Picking up the spirit, he stretched out his hand to control the beating pendant, squatted down, took out some of the white dust that carved the magic circle, and put it in front of his nose - injecting the dust.

"A powerful magic circle used to seal a certain kind of creature?"

"Has been around for a year and still has residual effectiveness."

What did Ortolan build this chamber to seal?

Roy activated the demon hunter senses.

A gray ribbon composed of the smell of putrefaction and blood suddenly appeared in the air.

He followed the ribbon and took two steps, arriving at the center of the circle where the smell was intertwined and strongest.

"Duang Duang—" the witcher knocked on the wooden floor, "Empty?"

"Bang!"

Five fingers outline the blue talisman, and the magic air spurts out and shatters the wooden board under your feet,

Sawdust flew away, fuzzy dust filled the air, and the stench became stronger and stronger like heated chili oil, making people want to vomit.

Roy held his breath and widened his eyes.

A severely corrupted skeleton, wearing a traditional Skellige fur coat, with only a few pieces of skin left in its eye sockets, nostrils, and mouth, looked at the witcher in the dark.

"The time of death was at least one year and three months ago..." The demon hunter took the body out of the wooden hole and inspected the pelvic bones with accumulated carrion under the clothes, and the teeth in the mouth, "Male, thirty-five Years old...approximately six feet tall with gray hair, consistent with the physical characteristics of Yank's missing father, Flanden."

"It seems that Ortolan killed him shortly after taking him away... Sure enough, he paid for his life. His calves, nose bones, arms, ribs, and dozens of fractures all over his body."

"Tsk, tsk, Ortolan tortured him cruelly."

Roy's face became serious. Torture is usually related to some dark and evil rituals.

"Masters in the field of biology, dogs can't change from eating shit."

He shook his head and sighed, bent down and pressed his body into the wood hole, and took out the second body.

Orange dress, fox fur waistcoat.

"Twenty-eight years old...height of five feet six, female...finger, toe, multiple fractures, suffered torture before death..."

The third one, an emerald green jacket.

"Thirty years old, five feet seven tall, female, suffered torture before death..."

The fourth one is wearing a white fur cloak and velvet pajamas.

"Twenty-nine years old, five feet seven tall, female, suffered torture before death..."

"Hiss—" Staring at the four severely corrupted and unrecognizable corpses in the center of the circle, the demon hunter gasped and fell into deep thought.

"Three prostitutes and a gambler, Ortolan spared them all, tortured and killed them..."

"I can imagine their fear and pain before they died..."

The witcher looked around, his heterochromatic pupils flashing alertly, and a thought flashed through his mind,

"This master of biological transformation wants to use human suffering to create some kind of monster? And then use this six-pointed star array to imprison the creature in a secret room?"

But the magic door was closed tightly, and there was no sign of violent destruction. He was sure that there was no other creature in the room except himself.

Roy's eyes turned to the silk bag on the table and the telescope next to it.

The iron bracket is inlaid with a complete image crystal.

He walked over, gently rubbed the image crystal on the telescope with his palm, and absorbed a burst of magic power.

The scene that once took place in the laboratory at the bottom of the Nine Valley lake reappeared - the crystal refracted a rippling blue light, intertwining a curtain in the air.

A man appears in it.

Wearing a gray, close-fitting scholar-style robe, he is in his forties, has short blond hair, deep and intelligent eyes, and a delicate beard on his upper and lower lips. From a distance, he looks like a graceful university professor.

Except for his slightly cold expression.

At first glance, no one believed he would kill four innocent people.

He began to speak slowly in a low and magnetic voice...

“In 1261, I said goodbye to Risberg Castle where I had worked for more than two hundred years.

In this ancient castle, I have made countless brilliant achievements - assisting Arzu and Malaspina to create the witcher, researching the elixir of life with fifteen colleagues, creating and improving One hundred and twenty-five kinds of creatures... I thought I would devote my life to the study of magic until I died of old age in the castle, or died in an accident.

But on this day when I am three hundred and fifty years old, I feel a kind of boredom from the bottom of my heart, a fatigue deep in my soul. I have a feeling that my deadline is not far away, and there are still forty years at most. …I made the boldest decision in my life, leaving Lisberg and returning to my childhood home - Great Skellige..."

"I was born on the island... As an ordinary person, I grew up to the age of eighteen. Here I had my first love that I will never forget. Seeing this scenery of blue sea and blue sky, I knew that I would bury my bones here and never die again. There is no experiment or research, just live leisurely like a lonely old man, enjoying the sun, beach, waves, and seafood."

The handsome face of the man in the image began to shine with a strange light, and his calm tone became more ups and downs.

"In June 1261, I saw her while fishing on the coast - a girl standing on a fishing boat to collect the net. She was young, beautiful, with a healthy blush on her cheeks, and her delicate skin was exposed under the bright sunshine of the archipelago. Sparkling like diamonds, suddenly, I seemed to have returned to more than three hundred years ago... When I saw Elodie for the first time, yes, the two looked exactly the same, especially the beauty mark at the corner of her mouth. I felt A strange vitality surged out of the lifeless body, and the heartbeat that had been numb during countless in vivo experiments suddenly began to accelerate..."

"How could the ruthless Ortolan, an old man who is more than three hundred years old, have a heart-pounding heartbeat one day? If Algernon and Idalan knew about it, I'm afraid they would think that I had been subjected to some kind of Mind transformation."

The man in the projection had a self-deprecating smile on his face.

"It was fate that a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity arose - she was knocked into the sea by the waves, and I cast a spell to rescue her without hesitation...I sent her home, and I got her name Ava. , I can’t remember why I showed that gentle smile to her. I am old and have no more than a few decades left in my body. There is a wish, the only wish, that I want to marry her, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation. Let’s make up for the debt I once owed to Elodie. I began to pursue her.”

……

"In July 1261, the simple girl Ava of the Islands could not withstand the offensive of the old man - I have money, I have endless energy, and profound knowledge... I am a retired man from Long Essett' Rich businessman." Ortolan exuded strong confidence, "She married me...I decided to move to Indalsfell Island, where it is quieter and no one disturbs our world."

"In November 1261, the four-month honeymoon period was as pleasant as a dream. I seemed to have returned to my youth, my body full of passion and energy. That simple and tidy private house, the small double bed, we Being together every day is never enough."

The indifference on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a faint smile, "Our bodies and souls are in harmony, and I understand her better and better. The innocent girl who trusts me without reservation melts the pain in my heart." Jianbing... She looks like Elodie, but I began to realize that she is Ava, a unique girl... I began to truly accept her."

"In December 1261, I noticed that something seemed wrong with her mood recently. Her smile began to decrease, and she would occasionally look at the sky alone in a daze, with a depressed expression on her face."

A gloom appeared on Ortolan's handsome cheeks, and his voice became cold, as if a cold wind was blowing on the back of the person's neck, "I found the crux...she was parasitized by 'Dart'."

"I made a big mistake. Now I think about 'Dart' following me all the way out of Lisberg Fortress, but this special evil spirit that I transformed using 'Sim' as raw material is cunning. And the insidious thing has always been triggered, and it knows clearly that it can't touch me. When I rescued Ava from the sea, her soul and will were in the weakest state, and 'Dart' took advantage of it.' Dart' began to weave a haze within her."

"My many experiments in the past have proven that the process of evil spirit erosion is slow but steady, lasting up to a year... The erosion of her mind will make her crazy and desperate... Her abnormal behavior will begin to worsen."

"But I can't give her any comfort or explanation. The more she knows, the more holes in her soul will become. Then 'Dart' will fill these holes with nightmares and pain."

"The more I care about Ava, the more ferociously the evil spirit that hates her Creator will torment her."

"I began to deliberately neglect her, trying to make Dart think that I was tired of her." The man shook his head apologetically, "I'm sorry, Ava, from now on, the only thing that will stay with you is that necklace. ."

……

"In March 1262, I kept traveling between Risberg Castle and my home for four months. I used more than twenty kinds of inducers and exorcism devices, but nothing worked..." He looked tired. , with a depressed tone, "'Dart' was too powerful after we modified it, and the necklace could not prevent Ava's symptoms of depression and pain from worsening. She began to have hallucinations."

"I have no other choice but to try the ancient method used by witchers against 'Sim', and seduce 'Dart' with another weak-willed soul manipulated by negative emotions. ”

"I chose a target, Flanden, a gambler from another village. He lost all his family property because of gambling and injured his wife and children completely. He always had deep guilt in his heart, but he didn't As a result, he began to give up on himself and fell into the abyss. I gave him a chance to redeem himself. He seized the opportunity like a drowning man."

"I used magic to intensify the guilt and guilt in his heart. While Ava was asleep, I took him to the bed..."

He shook his head and sighed.

"I tried for almost a week, but the plan didn't work at all. Dart was dismissive of Fu**..."

"It is not interested in ordinary souls."

"It is parasitic on Ava, and it just wants to make me, the creator, feel pain... It is only interested in my soul!"

Ortolan's face became gloomy, and his tone became cold and ruthless,

"Even if I have a good impression of Ava, it's far from that point. The ruthless Ortolan is not a knight who protects the princess... It's time to leave, change places, and spend the rest of my life. …”

The image disappeared, and after a long period of darkness in the secret room, the screen lit up again.

"She had nausea and vomiting today... I checked her body and found that she..." The mage's expression in the image became very strange. He stared at the empty place in ecstasy, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin. , the tone began to tremble, with both nervousness and a hint of surprise, "She has been pregnant for several months, and I have been running around and didn't even notice."

"When I first entered the path of magic, I underwent a magic sterilization in order to strengthen my determination. Logically speaking, the process cannot be reversed, and this is absolutely impossible... But I tested it with magic and found that the child in her belly had the same blood as mine. Connected, but I can’t tell if I have any magical talent for the time being..."

"All I can say is, this is a miracle."

The man's eyes radiated with astonishing brightness, and the grace and calmness on his face were no longer seen. He smiled...

"Life is always full of surprises. Creating a child with a woman seems to have expanded your life and soul. The ruthless Ortolan has created hundreds of mutant creatures in his life, and every creation is successful. I will feel sincere joy and a huge sense of accomplishment!"

"But I have never been as happy and happy as I am today..."

His tone was decisive, his gray eyes ignited with fire, "Ava, my children, nothing can harm them!"

……

"I gave Flandon a sum of money to buy his life, and I called him to this secret room...I killed him, and before he died, I broke his bones one by one and listened to him wailing for mercy. It's been two hours... Unfortunately, my mood has not changed." One moment, there was a happy smile on the man's lips, but the next moment, it was replaced by indifference.

"My thinking is too simple. Torturing and killing an ordinary person cannot make Ortolan feel guilty or sad. Thousands of in vivo experiments in the past are enough to prove my hard-heartedness, and The only people I care about are Ava and the kids."

"For the first time, I feel that being strong inside is also a sin."

……

"In April 1263, I was looking for a way out in the library of Master Lang Esset. I met a prostitute on the street. At first glance, I mistakenly thought she was Ava. Her back and face shape , nose, exactly the same as Ava."

"I thought of a way to deceive myself... I gave her a large amount of money, left it with my family, and took her back to Indalsfell... I stayed with her for two weeks and I had a crush on her. A glimmer of affection kept inadvertently confusing her with Ava, and it was time to act - I took her to the secret room, tortured and killed her."

"At that moment, I experienced feelings that I had not experienced for hundreds of years - guilt, pain..."

"The more guilty and painful I feel, the greater the flaw in my mind - I approached Ava again after returning home, and sure enough, 'Dart''s heart moved, and I could feel the chaotic energy in the air. It's getting ready to move."

"But it was not enough. This cunning evil spirit was worried that it would not be able to conquer my will and soul, so it did not attack easily."

……

"May 1262."

"I spent favors and most of my savings to find two other fake 'Ava's. My behavior was really ridiculous. A mage who took magical exploration and truth as his ultimate ideals ended up deceiving himself. "The man's smile in the image is full of bitterness... but his eyes are firm and calm.

"I followed the old method and spent some time with them, treating them as Ava, developing a certain relationship, and then tortured and killed them again."

Click, the influence is extinguished and rekindled.

The man's appearance changed drastically, becoming unkempt, his simple and elegant robe became wrinkled and muddy, he bared his teeth, sometimes cried, sometimes grinned,

"Haha... hurting my 'loved one' with my own hands... Haha, sad, guilty, painful... Every cut on her felt like cutting myself, and sending my child away with my own hands."

"I rushed home when I was at my weakest, and Ava actually committed suicide. Fortunately, the necklace kept an eye on her for me... Fortunately, my method worked, and I was 'weak' enough...'Dart' showed no mercy. The earth left Ava's emaciated body and possessed me, its creator, its most hated enemy!"

"I succeeded, haha! This disgusting evil spirit can no longer threaten Ava and my children! I don't have any special feelings. Maybe I am too pessimistic and Dart can't control me!"

He laughed like crazy, but a glimmer of light appeared in the corner of his eyes,

"I started using magic to heal Ava!"

"If I can hold on forever and not be affected by Dart, then I can walk with her and watch the child be born. Decades are too short for me."

"I don't have to ignore Ava anymore, I've even told her the names of the children. The boy is Asa and the girl is Dora!"

……

The eyeballs in the projection are protruding, and the man with a sick face touches the air affectionately and makes a gesture of holding a child in his arms, like a psychopath.

"Let me stay with you again, Ava, my child..."

"What a pity... I was so happy when I created Dart, but it hurt me so much! My will, which was already on the verge of collapse, was destroyed and occupied by it. It kept weaving illusions to me, controlling my dreams, and letting it I was in a daze. The guilt and negative emotions building up in my heart were like boiling water."

"I have only been with Ava for three days. I could no longer control my actions. I woke up from my meditation. I actually stood in front of Ava with a knife, the tip of the knife pointed at her belly. It was almost Within an inch, if the uneasiness in my heart hadn't awakened me, I would have killed Ava and the child with my own hands."

"Dart has read my thoughts and knows my weaknesses. It will make me suffer more and let me destroy my favorite with my own hands."

"But how can I make that evil spirit do what it wants?" The mage grinned crazily, showing his white teeth and roared at the top of his lungs. "I'm going to destroy it myself!"

"I left home and returned to this secret room... and sealed myself and Dart."

"As its creator, I know very well that there are only two ways to destroy it - either drive it out of the body for a long time, and then kill it, but it will never let me go, no Nothing can be more attractive than me.

The man in the image is sitting cross-legged in this secret room, suddenly raising his head, with only despair and determination on his thin, sickly and pale face,

"So I only have the second option, disappear with it!"

"But I can't commit suicide... After my body dies, it can swallow my soul more easily. It will become stronger, break away from the magic circle, and go back to hurt Ava."

"I have to destroy my soul and this parasite together."

"Anyway, I have lived for more than 300 years. I have lived enough, so I should end my retirement life early."

"I have to find a safe way."

……

"In June 1262, Idalan contacted me. He said that he had a method of 'destroying both body and soul'. He said it was especially suitable for sinners like me." The man in the projection no longer belongs to The mage's calmness and graceful demeanor, with his skinny bones, protruding cheekbones, and tattered cloth, looked like a humanoid ghost in this dark laboratory, with a cheek full of bones showing an extremely gentle expression, staring at Behind the light curtain, he whispered,

"My child... If you can find this pool, break the illusion and enter this secret room, it means you are smart enough. When you open the image crystal, it means you have inherited my magical talent."

"You can choose to take the talisman and go to Ban Ard College in Kaedwen at your own expense. The check in the silk bag can be exchanged for ten thousand crowns at any Vivaldi bank, which is enough for your five years of tuition, or You can choose to use it to live an ordinary and happy life for a lifetime."

"Finally, I want to tell you that the most right thing I did in my life was to marry your mother Ava. She should have remarried now and reorganized a happy family. Several men in the village have a crush on her. , Aji, Fahd... But I think based on her character, she should marry the honest and responsible Fahd. She deserves a better husband!"

"Hahaha!"

The man was crying and laughing like a lunatic~IndoMTL.com~ Suddenly he put his face in front of the light screen, and there was only a piece of paper between him and the demon hunter. His eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes like sandworms. Stare at him deeply for at least ten seconds.

It's as if I want to travel through time and space and see the child who was not yet born at that time.

Two tears fell from the corners of my eyes.

The witcher held his breath.

"Child, the greatest achievement in my life is to create you!

It’s almost time, I should hit the road...

I will always love you, the ruthless Ortolan..."

Katz…

The image is completely annihilated.

The secret room returned to darkness.


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