The Divine Hunter Chapter 20: Don’t tell them

The warm sun hangs high in the sky in winter.

The morning wind blows across the vast wilderness of Kaer Morhen.

The ancient fortress and towering walls are covered with golden fragments.

Heavy breathing sounded from the training ground.

Two figures holding swords are fighting fiercely.

High-speed dash, sprint.

The body collided into a ball.

Like two entangled silver lightnings.

"Qiang, Qiang..."

The sword blades clashed dozens of times in an instant, causing sparks to fly.

The reflected sunlight drags out a series of dazzling tracks.

"Huh..." The two figures suddenly separated, each maintaining a plow position suitable for both offense and defense.

The eyes were sharp and they faced each other silently for a moment.

Roy returned the sword to its sheath, and removed a bunch of broken hair from the back of his neck with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, dripping sweat flowing freely.

Wow, it’s really an intense morning exercise.

"Eskar, I thought you would let me win once. What's the point of repeatedly abusing a rookie?"

"You are not an ordinary rookie." The scarred man shook his head, sat down next to the comb pile, and took a sip of water from the water bag. "I believe Lei Suo will not be merciful."

"With such a talented disciple, he must be polished and polished."

Askar turned his sweaty face and asked,

"He seems to have never talked about how he recruited you as a student in the first place? Accidental law, or some other reason?"

Roy sat down next to the big man and spoke slowly and calmly, "More than a year ago, a small and dilapidated village in the countryside of Aden was plagued by the tomb witch, and several people died. People in the village were panicked, and everyone They don’t dare to go out and are hiding in the house out of fear.”

"It wasn't until three masters of the Snake Sect passed by and accepted the commission that the fear caused by a monster was ended."

"Then, out of yearning for power, an ignorant young man made a request, said goodbye to his family, and embarked on a journey with the snake sect demon hunters."

Eskar Beast's pupils dilated for a moment. He didn't quite believe this explanation. "You mean, Leisuo and the others picked up a student for nothing?"

"From another perspective, I took advantage of it, enjoying the all-round guidance of three teachers alone, and stepping into the path of a demon hunter."

“The world is so big and full of wonders.” The flesh on Eskar’s face trembled, and his eyes became very complicated. “It turns out there are weird kids like you. Ordinary people hate us, but you actively asked to join us. Aren’t the Snake Sect afraid of our unusual appearance and way of doing things?”

"Don't you think vertical pupils are pretty?" Roy joked, "At least no one dares to look down on me from now on."

"As for your temper and personality, you will only know after getting along with them. Simple and direct is better than falsehood!"

"Cough, cough..." Eskar seemed to be choked, cleared his throat, and looked at Roy with sharp eyes,

"But your parents are still alive and don't owe the witcher any reward. Are they willing to hand you over to the witcher? Or do they mean they don't like you?"

"In fact, they were heartbroken and strongly opposed my opinion, but I finally convinced them..." Roy said seriously, "I was almost fourteen years old at the time, and I was qualified to decide my own life."

"Are you willing to become a mutant and never have contact with your blood relatives from now on?"

"Becoming a demon hunter means you must sever family ties? I don't remember such a rule." Roy's face softened, "Oakes and the others have thought about it and brought my family to Nuo City a long time ago. They Now my life is much happier and more leisurely than in the countryside, and I even found time to give birth to a younger brother for me."

"I can visit them anytime."

Askar took a deep breath and looked over the battlements at the golden snowfield in the distance.

In his inherent understanding, all the same kind, due to the law of accident, or destiny, will eventually drift away from their relatives who handed them over to the demon hunters.

A witcher spends most of his life alone.

This is the fate of every school of thought.

But why is this young junior so different?

Askar asked, "What did you think at the beginning? Just because you envied the skills of the demon hunters, you wanted to join us?"

“A good friend of mine was killed by the Tomb Witch... This made me realize that ordinary people are too fragile. In addition to the dangers of human hearts, they also face cruel and cunning monsters... To live, you must live well. You can only make yourself strong...power, money, or force, you have to have the same thing."

Roy showed a thoughtful expression, "And I saw my future, the tragic fate of that small mountain village..."

"Stay there and be a farmer tilling the land, and eventually the whole family will be trampled by iron hooves along with the village." Roy said loudly, "Change is imminent. In order to escape the bad luck, I must take the initiative!"

"Facts have proved that my choice was right!"

Along the way, he made many mentors and friends and experienced all kinds of bizarre events.

From a frail country boy, he became an extremely skilled demon hunter.

He never regrets his decision, and he will continue to change!

"Roy, you are indeed...unique." Eskar said sincerely, "Some of your ideas are far more mature than your age."

The scarred man couldn't help but feel a touch of admiration in his heart.

This boy, so young, has already changed the destiny of himself and his family through his own efforts.

At this age, Eskar can only let the hand of fate play with it, drifting with the tide, training with Geralt, Kaer Morhen's companion, and passing by in a daze for decades.

Such complex and positive thoughts have rarely come to my mind.

He was suddenly looking forward to it.

In the future, this guy may change the fate of the entire witcher?

"Don't just talk about me," Roy rolled his eyes, "Eskar, do you mind telling me how you came to Kaer Morhen in the first place?"

"I have a hunch that you must have asked Geralt and Lambert about this question."

“Only by fully understanding future allies can we cooperate better.”

"My story is very ordinary..." Eskar nodded and said, "As a reward for the Law of Accident, I was brought to Kaer Morhen by Vesemir. I can't remember the specific reason. I don't think it is necessary. Let’s get to the bottom of it again.”

"I only remember one thing. From the day the Law of Accident was concluded..." Eskar continued, "Kaer Morhen has become my home, and Vesemir has been my father."

"Then, in order to protect his homeland so that the future of Kaer Morhen will not be breached and trampled by invaders again," Roy stared into his eyes and invited, "Master Eskar, Can you come to Nuo City to guide the Demon Hunter Brotherhood?"

"A sharp-tongued boy," Eskar said helplessly, "No matter what the topic is, he can bring it up."

"Brotherhood is a good idea, but at the current stage we can't even see a prototype, how can we join?"

"It is precisely because we haven't started yet that we need you to join us. Members can express their opinions and work together to develop a program of action around the core purpose of developing demon hunters." Roy paused,

"By the way, Geralt and Lambert have already accepted the invitation."

"Did you drug them?" Eskar narrowed his eyes and sounded surprised. It was not surprising that Lambert had rebelled, but Geralt was a tough opponent.

"I revealed to them some of the problems they will encounter in the future," Roy said calmly. "The alliance between the Snake Faction and the Wolf Faction is not strong enough. The only way is to develop the Demon Hunter Brotherhood and gather most of the existing ones. Demon hunters must train a large number of apprentices to be able to solve problems!"

"Can you tell me what dangers I will encounter in the future?" Eskar said, with a line of words written on his rough face——

Come on, convince me.

Roy lowered his head as if thinking, and then said seriously, "In the future, you will like women with horns on their heads, so you may be sucked and **** by them."

"..." Eskar was quiet for a while, his expression became strange, his brows furrowed and then relaxed.

"You mean...the Night Stalker?"

"Well, man, I got it right, unique taste, but no need to be ashamed."

"..."

"Just **** adults, you have a bigger threat." Roy's face turned serious, "I have not told Geralt and Lambert about this."

Askar could not help but hold his breath and concentrate.

"The revelation I received is that ten years later, Kaer Morhen will be attacked... There will be victims among the four of you."

The cortical water bladder was pinched deeply by five fingers.

Askar’s originally steady breathing became noticeably heavier.

"Who?"

Roy pursed his lips and said with some reluctance,

"The man you consider your father."

A moment of astonishment flashed across Eskar's face.

Condensed his expression and leaned to the left against the cold city wall.

Close your eyes and fall into silence.

Roy looked on quietly.

This was a cruel answer, and he didn't intend to say it.

But Roy really doesn't know what other weaknesses Eskar has.

For him, the old man who was his teacher and father and had been with him for seventy or eighty years was his dearest person. Only the death of a relative can change a person's thinking.

"I am also doing this to save Vesemir and change his destiny!" Roy could only comfort himself.

……

After a long time, Eskar asked,

"We move with Vesemir, can we hide away?"

"I'm not sure." Roy was surprised that the other party would ask such a question. He should know well that Vesemir would never abandon his homeland of hundreds of years and run away.

"Maybe, maybe not. But I think, in the face of unexpected and dangerous enemies, instead of running away, it is better to make ourselves stronger! If we unite, we will no longer stand still as before, but Grow and become strong, then it is entirely possible to take the initiative before danger comes and take it—" Roy clenched his fists in front of Eskar,

"Strangled in the cradle!"

Askar's expression was shocked and he suddenly stood up.

He stretched out, and the sun shone, projecting his figure onto the ground.

Like a beast waking up from sleep, showing its majestic fangs.

"Promise me, Roy, you won't tell the three of them about this."

"I promise to keep it secret." Roy nodded, "That's about the Demon Hunter Brotherhood."

Askar’s eyes were fixed on him.

"We will be guests, but the Snake Pie must be mentally prepared. If Geralt, Lambert, and I are together, we will have an astonishing appetite... You must prepare enough food in Nok City, and Good wine."

……

"Now that the Three Musketeers of the Wolf Faction have agreed to join the gang, we still need an old man." Roy waved his fist excitedly, and his recent efforts were finally in vain.

But there was no rush to impress Vesemir.

The Demon Hunter Brotherhood is a foregone conclusion, and he should take some time to sort out the harvest of the Ring of Elements.

After bidding farewell to Eskar, he went straight out of the castle and came to a field under a huge oak tree.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and entered meditation again. After a while, he exited the dark meditation void and sighed.

After leaving the Ring of Elements, he changed countless places and tried many times.

Unfortunately, that magical phenomenon never happened again - the elemental tide pushed him towards the elemental plane.

The next opportunity like this is far away.

"I saw a fire giant once and heard it roar twice, and Igni mutated."

"If you can see the Di Jing in the wind layer, the water elves in the water layer, and the earth spirit in the earth layer, will the other five seals change accordingly?"

"Well, there is always a chance," he had a strong premonition.

If his lv6 meditation can be raised to lv10, he can reach the four elemental planes independently without the help of external force.

……

This Igni mutation also made him aware of certain situations. After a deep meditation, his seal and spirit were improved.

This shows that the entire demon hunter power system has begun to produce a linkage effect.

Further integration.

So when the schools of swordsmanship, sigils, demon hunter senses, alchemy, etc., improve to a certain level, will they promote each other?

Suppressing his thoughts, Roy began to practice Igni Fury.

The five fingers of his left hand drew a red talisman in mid-air, and he pushed it out towards a pile of small bulges not far away!

"Bang!"

Like a thunder on the ground!

In an instant, the earth bag cracked into countless pieces, and mud and grass clippings flew all over the sky, revealing a huge hole underneath.

A shot of Igni Fury, which consumes 20 points of magic power, is no less powerful than the fireball he got when he attacked the Collector in the Spear Cave in Nuo City last time.

It is much more powerful than the ordinary Igni, and its principles are also different.

The angry flames will arouse the fire elements around the target, making them violent.

In addition to igniting and burning effects, it also has explosive impact.

An Igni Fury is like a small dancing star.

It is enough to break through the Kun's seal and cause damage, even the tenth-level Kun's seal cast by Seret, who specializes in seals from the Snake sect.

But against the magic resistance seal Heliotrop, barely breaking through would use up all the remaining energy.

……

Roy first practiced Igni Fury alone, dropping five earth pits and spending half of his magic power.

Then try the second type of training.

Use two long-range strike methods at the same time - faster, farther, and concealed crossbow shooting.

As well as the wrathful flame seal with a larger killing range and equally astonishing effect and movement.

On the barren land under the sun.

The demon hunter bent his knees and squatted half-crouched, his dark gold pupils aimed at a tall and strong old oak tree in the distance.

With his left hand, he skillfully drew the red triangle charm, and with his right hand, he held the crossbow and pulled the trigger at the right moment.

Hold your breath and concentrate.

"Whoosh--"

The gray crossbow bolt was nailed to the tree trunk, and the arrowhead was buried in the bark.

The orange fireball followed closely behind.

"Bang!"

Half of the arrow was blown away by the flames, and sawdust flew everywhere.

The rough oak bark sparks flashed past, and a large area became charred black, and a burst of white smoke rose.

"Bang!"

Alder blew out the flames.

Roy analyzed.

Under the double long-range strike, whether it is Quinn, Helio, or the magic shield of the warlock, there is a high probability that it will be broken by one blow.

It's a pity that he is still very unskilled in using it at the same time.

Standing still and shooting is fine. ~IndoMTL.com~ If you are in a fast-changing battle, use it while keeping moving, or attack high-speed moving targets.

Then his release speed and accuracy will be greatly reduced.

This is based on the premise that both can correct the trajectory.

"If the hand crossbow and the angry flame are completely combined, such as the explosive flame arrow, it will be perfect."

It has the concealment, speed and long range of a hand crossbow.

It also has the lethality of angry flames.

Of course, he just thought about it casually and then started practicing hard.

A figure sprinted and turned in the wilderness, occasionally overturning densely packed crossbow arrows and throwing out high-temperature firelight toward the distant oak trees.

Until the magic power is exhausted.

Roy returned to the castle and found Vesemir.