The Divine Hunter Chapter 22: Secret Keeper

At eleven o'clock in the morning, the red sun was almost rising to the center of the sky.

On the southeastern outskirts of Nuo City, there is a dark and dilapidated Seven Cats Hotel.

This hotel was originally famous for the seven wild cats that roamed nearby. In fact, the number is no longer the standard seven. Every year, many kittens are abducted by notorious villains, but more are born.

The number has always been maintained at around ten.

Near the hotel.

Wearing a black greasy cloak, Jurgen walked disheveled in the muddy ground covered with animal excrement and pits. There were bruises on the slender horse's face that had not yet dissipated, and a scab across the bridge of his nose was the most eye-catching wound. .

The man carried a heavy linen bag on his shoulders and had a slovenly beard, looking like a savage who had just returned from hunting in the primeval forest.

The tan cowhide boots under his feet sank into the mud and then lifted up.

A series of "puff..." sounds were made.

Under the half-painted white walls of the hotel, a fat orange cat kept meowing cooperatively.

"Pfft...meow..."

"Pfft...meow..."

For a moment, it seemed that a poor musician was holding a small concert outside the Seven Cats Hotel.

With an expressionless face, Jurgen slowly turned into the narrow, dark alley, and used charcoal to draw a dagger symbol on the moss-covered wall at the entrance of the alley.

Entering the middle of the alley, he leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and fell asleep for a while.

"Ta, tap, tap..." Rapid footsteps came from the other end, and a man shrouded in a gray cloak, with a hood tightly covering his head, passed through the alley, and he passed directly past Yule Gen, leave from the exit on the opposite side of the alley.

Wandered around seven cats for five minutes.

The man suddenly turned back again.

"Your Majesty Muskrat, bring your children and follow me." He said quietly and quickly to the bounty hunter. He opened his hood, revealing a fair-skinned, slightly fat and solemn face with narrow eye slits. He is tall, but his eyes are as sharp as a hawk, and the fat on his cheeks hangs down like a bulldog.

"Well..." Jurgen frowned as he closed his eyes and fell asleep. When he opened his eyes, a trace of nervousness flashed through his dark pupils.

Before he spoke, the experienced fat man had already glanced at the exposed corner of the sack on his shoulder.

What other children are there?

It’s all **** yellow straw!

The fat man's expression suddenly changed, he turned around and ran away.

"Ta——"

He just took a step.

The ghostly figure jumped out from behind the high wall above the alley, blocking his way of escape.

A pair of amber vertical pupils and a cold face suddenly came into view!

"Ta——"

The same voice sounded from behind.

Two muscular men surrounded the fat man.

He lowered his head and honestly raised his hands in surrender.

……

Outskirts of Nuocheng.

A dark secret room.

Jurgen and his contacts were all tied to chairs.

Looking around with wide eyes.

Ochs, Letho, and Gawain Samsa surrounded the two people with sarcastic eyes.

"This guy's name is Sebastian..." Gawain said. "A member of the city council, he runs two tailor shops in the business district. He specializes in servicing famous people."

The fat man looked extremely nervous.

"I obtained a parliamentary seat through donations." Gawain increased his voice, as if he was speaking specifically to the man, "It has been less than two years since I joined the parliament."

"So, Sir Sebastian, why did you attack Gawain's House? And what gave you the confidence to dare to challenge several masters and myself?"

"Just this bounty hunter helper, or your two stores?"

The fat man pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

"Masters, I have said everything and done as you asked. Can you spare my life?" Jurgen begged with his skinny face pale.

"Shut up first!" Oaks taped his mouth without politeness, and turned his eyes to the fat man, sharp as a knife, cutting his fat body one by one.

"Mr. Congressman, since you are unwilling to tell the truth, we can only use some means...the witcher's seal?"

"No, that would be too cheap for you! Endure the pain, you may not be able to maintain the most basic dignity."

"Your well-designed pants and clothes will be covered with feces and urine..."

"Don't! I said!" the fat man shouted.

"Your Excellency Olof, masters, calm down!" Sebastian had a stiff and fawning smile on his face, his eyes flickering timidly, "Since you have caught me, I will tell you everything I know. Bit!"

The witcher raised his chin at him.

Three pairs of eyes focused on him.

He sighed, and for a moment, the panic left him, as if a spotlight shone on his face - his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips all turned into sad angles, and his swollen cheeks showed Vivid and profound sadness,

"The reason why I did this was that I had no choice. Before coming to Nuo City, I lived in Tritog, the capital of Redania, in the northeast. I ran a tailor shop and lived with my daughter Marianne. I am happy to have Jane. After my wife died in childbirth, I regarded Marianne as the apple of my eye, and I was afraid to hold it in my hands."

"But God has no eyes! Four years ago, my little Marianne suffered from diphtheria. I tried hard to find a good medicine, but she died of complications."

A teardrop squeezed out of the corner of the fat man's red eyes, and there was a faint murky snot surging in his big nose. "In order to forget this sad incident, I moved to Nuo City and started my life again. Relying on my superb craftsmanship, I The business is booming and the situation is gradually opening up."

"I didn't expect it...two months ago, by chance, when I was passing by a civilian area, I saw a homeless girl..." His lips were trembling, tears were shining in his eyes, and a hint of trace appeared on his face. A happy smile, "She looks exactly like my little Marianne!"

"I was stunned, I was crazy with joy! Is this the grace of the eternal fire? Send another daughter to me so that I can make up for my past regrets?!" He almost shouted, "I swear, I want to adopt her and let this little wanderer live a happy life like a princess."

"But she was driven away by a few bad guys! I chased her like crazy and shouted!"

"She ran faster and faster..." The man's face showed deep self-blame, "Because of my **** weight, I just passed her."

"I mobilized all my strength to find the girl, and even hung up the request on the bulletin board. But after a lot of work, I found out in the end..." The man looked at the demon hunter and collector with awe,

"She joined our orphanage?" Oakes said, his amber eyes looked deeply at the man,

"Yes..."

"What's her name?"

"I don't know, but the color of her hair is as dazzling as the sun at noon. She is about seven or eight years old. She is a thin and little girl with very delicate facial features."

"Why don't you go to the orphanage openly and talk to us..." Gawain asked, "If you are sincerely good to her, maybe she will be willing to leave with you."

The fat on Sebastian's cheeks shook, he swallowed, and his eyes scanned the three of them timidly,

"You...your reputation before was not very good...the orphanage was built in such a remote place. I thought it had other uses...how dare I make excessive demands of you."

Gawain laughed and shook his head. He almost forgot that he also had a perverted identity.

"Isn't this about snatching food from the tiger's mouth? I'm afraid you will deal with me..." Sebastian turned to the silent bounty hunter beside him, "I can only hire a skilled hunter, and he will take advantage of the situation without anyone noticing. Take away my Marianne when you are not looking."

"It was my lack of consideration...I am guilty...I have offended all of you!" He struggled in his chair, his face sincere and full of guilt, as if he couldn't wait to kowtow to several people to apologize!

"I am willing to accept any punishment!"

"But please, let me see that child!"

A long silence fell in the room.

The three listeners exchanged looks of understanding.

"Pfft..." Oakes suddenly sneered, and the originally touching atmosphere was instantly broken.

He pretended to applaud, "Congressman Sebastian, I have to say that your acting skills are very good."

"The movement of your eyebrows, the frequency of your blinks, and the muscles on your face are all perfectly controlled." Gawain Samsa went on to say that as a shape-shifter, he has spent most of his life pretending to be other people. I have my own theory about acting.

"But this is the biggest problem..." Leisuo continued with a smile, "You were kidnapped by several mutants and the notorious Collector... Mr. Collector, I refer to the past, forgive me...Sebas Tian, ​​you can bring a father who is worried about his daughter to life in such a critical situation."

“Excessive perfection is the biggest flaw!”

"So you have studied in a theater and are one of their contracted actors?" Oakes clasped his fingers together and squeezed them tightly, showing a ferocious smile at the fat prisoner.

"Shua——"

The sharp scalpel is inserted into the table.

"Since you like acting, let's play with you and you act like a righteous man who would rather die than surrender."

"We play the role of brutal executioners who torture." Oakes smiled at Gawain,

"Your Excellency Collector, please go out first. I'm afraid the next scene is a bit unharmonious."

Not only was Gawain not worried when he heard this, but a hint of excitement flashed across his face. This body's interest and taste urged him to stay and participate in this **** torture feast.

But he restrained himself.

"You two, leave them alive."

"Understood——"

"Plop!"

The door to the secret room slammed shut.

"Ahhhh! No! Don't move there, stop!"

Gawain Samsa leaned against the wall and closed his eyes tightly.

Listening to the wails and shouts in the room, his chest rose and fell, and his face showed an expression of intoxication and enjoyment.

Then he shook his head and slapped himself hard.

Mumbling with a helpless expression, he left.

……

Half an hour later.

The two demon hunters left the secret room with solemn expressions.

"How are you, two masters? Have you found out anything?" Gawain came up to him, "Does this guy have anything to do with the Beggar King, the Butcher, or the top brass of the city council?"

Lesuo shook his head, without any smile on his face.

"We tried the Yakshi Seal and made him suffer enough. But the response from this congressman was exactly the same as before."

"Could it be that we made a mistake?" Gawain pondered, "He is telling the truth."

"No, my intuition tells me that there must be a secret hidden in him," Oaks said with determination,

Lesuo stroked his bald head back,

"There is another explanation for this situation-Sebastian has previously received strict confidentiality training."

"Neither the seal nor the torture can affect his mind."

"Usually guys with this background come from some large and ancient official intelligence agencies."

The atmosphere was a little solemn for a while.

The storm is coming, and the haze envelopes the hearts of the three.

The collector lowered his face.

Is there really no way to get this guy to change his story and reveal his true purpose?

"Two, actually I have an idea. With my innate ability," Gawain tightened and unclenched his hands, a trace of anxiety appeared on the elegant British face, "I can transform into Sebastian, Read his memory."

"Find out his true purpose."

The two demon hunters were overjoyed and were about to speak when they suddenly realized the troubled expressions on each other's faces. ~IndoMTL.com~ There must be some limitations to this method, right? ”

"Because I am still relatively young among the shapeshifters, and my ability to mimic is limited," Gawain said bitterly, "Once I change my current form, it will be difficult to turn back into Collector Olof Beard. Unless - observe his intact body."

"But he has already been crushed into ashes by you and thrown into the sea."

This means that once Gawain uses his mimicry ability to become Sebastian, he can never turn back into the Collector.

He will lose his current comfortable and wealthy life and the power in his hands.

The witcher will lose a powerful ally.

"Forget it, there must be another way." Lei Suo shook his head, "At least we have captured a target... I will search his residence later to see if I can find any new clues."

"As for you, Lord Gawain, contact the two giants as soon as possible." Oakes said, "Find out their attitude and whether they have some kind of connection with this guy."