The Divine Hunter Chapter 21: Go underground
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The next morning.
The sparrows were chirping on the branches, and the sunlight lazily filtered in through the window, illuminating the three people in the room who were staggering like corpses: a big man with a bald head hanging upside down in a hammock, and a man lying on his back on the carpet with his limbs spread out in a figure eight shape. Seret was on the bed, and Oaks was leaning his chin on the edge of the tub with his **** raised.
The snoring of the three big men was heard one after another in the room, and the smell of alcohol was coming from their mouths from time to time.
"Boom!" There was a sudden loud explosion in the room, and the three drunkards were shaken. Driven by instinct, they instantly tensed up their bodies and cautiously pulled out the swords beside them.
The next moment, a gleaming portal opened in front of them. The portal kept whirring like the eye of a storm, and then a person tiptoed out of it.
"Kid, you disappoint me so much!" The cold voice made the sudden intruder stiffen, "The so-called important private matter is to have fun with the sorceress, tsk tsk."
Ochs looked at the excitement with a look of gloating.
"Everyone, things are not what you think." The demon hunter explained calmly, "Coral and I were just talking about some official business."
A woman's dissatisfied moan suddenly came from the crack in the door, and the portal was instantly annihilated.
“Rita Nied is an old woman!” Reso had prominent veins on his face, “She should not have been asked to preside over the Green Grass Trial in the first place!”
"Kid, can't you understand my good intentions? Can you afford to offend a sorceress?"
Roy shook his head and sighed, why didn't he believe him. He and Coral obviously just rode on the back of Gorfen, talked about their future plans all night, and then danced.
"Why did you attack my little brother!?" Oaks on the other side said to himself with a troubled face, "Why didn't she choose me? What conspiracy did she have to attack me!"
"Come on, everyone..." Seret cleared his throat, breaking the awkward atmosphere, "What kind of criticism meeting are you holding? Who do you have the right to accuse Roy? Don't forget that we were at the Queen of Night's House last night. ...The crazy energy of playing..." He glanced at Oaks' neck with a hint, where two lip marks were clearly visible.
The criticism and struggle are temporarily suspended.
At this moment, Gorfen Black Cat's head suddenly emerged from the hood. His black eyes rolled, and then he climbed on top of Roy's head, meowing non-stop.
Looking from a distance, the witcher looks like he has a large frog on his head. He said hesitantly, "Golfin didn't eat last night, so I have to prepare breakfast for him."
"That's the end of it! Don't worry about sorceresses and waitresses." Lei Suo's face was still ugly, but he no longer dwelled on this topic. "Now that everyone is awake, let's get back to the topic."
Roy breathed a sigh of relief.
With his strong physique, the demon hunter quickly woke up from his hangover and began to discuss the casting of flying lion monster equipment, and the results soon came to fruition.
Berengar and Reso were responsible for leasing the blacksmith shop and researching the drawings, while the Serret brothers received the last payment of three hundred crowns from the "Financial Controller" and took on the task of collecting casting materials. .
The materials required for the four pieces of Hacklan-style equipment are higher and more demanding than the previous double swords of the Snake Sect. The cheaper ones include basic steel plates, iron blocks, and then expensive dragon leather, anti-magic metal plates, bright stones, etc.
The dragon leather here does not refer to the skin of the real giant dragon, but the leather pulled from the bodies of subsaurs such as pterosaurs, fork-tailed dragons, and basilisks.
Even so, it is extremely rare and expensive, and has been out of stock at most leather merchants. The Serrit brothers can only try their luck at markets and auctions. If not, they may have to hunt one themselves.
Most of the materials can be purchased, although they are expensive.
Roy did not participate in the casting task for the time being. He washed off the marks on his body and went to the temple area square, preparing to ask for help from Princess Yada.
It is the time for morning mass at Virtue Church, but this huge square is different from the past. The scene of huge crowds of people praying devoutly no longer exists. A sparse number of citizens are wandering around here blankly, as if they have lost their backbone, and there are still a dozen or so scattered believers. Wandering in the center of the square, where the statue of the Lady of the Lake was originally placed.
The statue was removed at some point.
A group of strange White Rose knights gathered nearby. Instead of giving out porridge and food as usual, they drove away the believers who did not want to leave. Some of them cried and yelled, and then were taken away by the indifferent knights.
More people chose to give up, leave, or switch to the other side of the arms of Prophet Lebioda. After all, after two or three months of praying, their faith in the Lake Girl cannot be said to be very strong.
There was no trace of the church's high priest Yada at all in the square, but there were two women, one man and three warlocks among the knights.
"Fekart?" This warlock from Sidaris is well-dressed, thin, with two delicate beards on his upper lip. He has a proud look and is like a patrol leader among the knights.
The witcher hid in the shadows of the alley and peered secretly,
As for the two sorceresses, their open-breasted floral dresses revealed their beautiful figures, half of their breasts, and their respective talismans: one wore a silver ankh inlaid with bright stones on her chest. Cross), petite, with long light blond hair hanging casually on her shoulders. As she walked, her bifurcated skirt faintly exposed a large area of skin.
The witcher recognized her identity immediately, Keira Metz from Carias.
Women from good families usually tie their hair neatly, but many sorcerers like to be unique and not tie their hair.
So, if you see a mature and beautiful woman walking on the street with shoulder-length hair, she is probably a sorceress.
Triss Merigold is another example. Her fluffy chestnut hair is pinned back with an orange hairpin. Her eyes are light blue, the bridge of her nose is slightly curved, and her cheeks are long. A few freckles and a beauty mark at the corner of her mouth, making her look playful and sexy.
Her temperament and expression are a bit like that of an inexperienced girl, with light steps and an innocent smile. It seems that she has stayed in Aretusari in the high-walled compound for too long. She is indeed the youngest of the three, less than forty years old.
On her chest hangs her own sapphire-encrusted amulet.
While walking, she occasionally turned her head, smiled, and looked at everything around her with interest.
……
"His Majesty the King has already begun to take action."
The witcher withdrew his gaze and left the square, but felt a strange gaze, coming from a thin boy wearing linen clothes. He walked straight over and stuffed a small note, "My lord, Looking for you."
The little boy timidly avoided Roy's eyes, his beast-like pupils frightened him.
Roy sent him away with a copper coin.
After reading the note, the witcher turned around and rushed to the trade area. He walked through the more spacious and luxurious houses in the trade area and came to the outside of a tall building, where a man wearing armor was guarding The White Rose Knights are familiar faces, the ones who swore allegiance to Yada last time.
Sure enough, Princess Yada was waiting for him in the room.
"Knight of Lake Vizima, you are finally here." Yada changed out of her white sacrificial dress and put on an elegant and noble palace dress. Her hair was tied into a bundle behind her head, but her face was so pale. horrible.
"I saw the changes in the square," the witcher sat beside her.
"The new warlock is taking orders from Foltest... and is taking action to suppress the church." Yada pinched the edge of the seat hard, her knuckles turning white, "He seems to be a different person when he comes back this time, completely different. After listening to my explanation, not only did she paranoidly believe that the goddess was an evil creature, but she also demanded that I immediately stop what I was doing and dissolve the church."
Yada gritted her silver teeth and said in a rather sad tone, "He also deprived me of most of my power. Now the only people available to me are the few knights at the door."
"I have no choice but to cancel the morning meeting, notify believers, and postpone all church activities indefinitely."
The witcher pondered for a moment, but he did not believe that Yada would give in easily, "What are your plans?"
"You want me to give up the church that I have worked so hard to build? Impossible! That would be a disservice to the goddess's grace." Yada pursed her lips and looked firmly, "Since Vizima can no longer accommodate the goddess's church, then Let’s change places!”
She is not crazy enough to fight against her father, the true ruler of Vizima.
"Where?" the witcher asked doubtfully, "You mean moving the church headquarters to the suburbs?"
"I have contacted a big businessman in the trading area, a tested believer of the goddess," Yada looked dignified, her slender eyes shining, "He will go to the villages on the outskirts of Vizima to preach for the goddess. . Start over in a small place."
"The suburban villages are far enough away from Vizima that Foltest can't control it for the time being, so the church has room to exert its influence. And when the peripheral believers develop, they can gradually eat away at Vizima."
"It's not that simple," the demon hunter said flatly. "The more remote the countryside, the stronger the belief. They have believed in Meritelli for decades and will not change their belief easily."
"And leaving Vizima, without daily free food delivery, it is difficult to attract new believers."
"There is no way, we can't let the faith of the goddess decline, we must leave a seed for her." Yada took a deep breath and said seriously, "Besides, I don't intend to give up Vizima completely. Some of the strongest believers must take root in the city, and a place for daily prayer must be found for them.”
"But now His Majesty the King has issued a ban, and the faith of the Lake Girl cannot appear in the sun."
"If the ground doesn't work, then go underground." Yada looked into the demon hunter's eyes, "This is why I came to you"
Underground?
The demon hunter was surprised at first, then thought of something and suddenly realized.
Yada noticed the change in his expression, "It seems you also know something about this underground."
"You mean the sewers of Vizima?"
Yada nodded ~IndoMTL.com~ stood up and paced slowly in the room, "I have checked a lot of information. Vizima's sewers were built directly on the ruins of the ancient elven city. And the ditch structure of the sewers is only Occupying a part of the ruins, a large, fully functional area remains. These spaces connect the trading area and the temple area, and are simply a natural and perfect refuge."
Yada made up her mind and said, "I am going to move the church's headquarters there."
The demon hunter's eyes changed when he looked at the princess. He could not only think of the development policy of "surrounding the city from the countryside" to temporarily avoid the limelight, but he could also find such a hidden escape route for the main force of the church.
No wonder the lady in the lake values her.
"But there are some problems now," Yada said truthfully. "The sewers have been abandoned for many years and are home to many dangerous creatures. For the safety of believers, warriors are needed to eradicate these threats."
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