The Divine Hunter Chapter 23: Anonymous letter

In the afternoon in the Geldof district, the lazy winter sunshine makes people sleepy.

As a wealthy area where Nuocheng citizens strive to join. Geldof has complete living facilities, luxurious and majestic houses, and its prosperity is no less than that of the commercial district.

Outside the Gorgon Tavern, which is adjacent to the noisy market, on the chairs in the courtyard, three groups of people formed a corner, silently confronting each other.

On one side are several dwarves with beards hanging down to their waists, carrying heavy hammers and giant axes. The leader is Clifford, the butcher with a mohawk haircut and an arrogant attitude, carrying a meat cleaver.

A bald man wearing a thick hooded cloak accompanied him.

Sitting next to each other, looking at their posture, they are obviously close allies.

The bald man rubbed an eye-catching gold seal ring on his index finger and stared at the opposite side with a peaceful gaze.

Three strong demon hunters with powerful auras and a collector in purple robes sat in a pile.

"Your Excellency Francis and Mr. Cleaver, thank you both for your willingness to take the risk to attend the meeting and have a candid dialogue with us at this confusing time."

"Olof Beard!" The butcher called him by his first name without politeness. "Say what you have to say and say what you have to say! My patience is limited and I don't want to waste words with people who have different ideas!"

Brother Oaks looked surprised.

This guy's attitude towards them was completely different from last time.

Last time in the underground fighting arena, he still maintained basic courtesy, at least on the surface he was polite and neither humble nor overbearing, but this time there was real hostility on his face.

The Beggar King looked around.

Many beggars in rags hiding under the overpass, at the entrance of the alley, in a remote corner, looked at them in response.

Emperor Fu Lin, who always likes to keep things quiet and has a calm attitude, was also uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. His words were slightly thorny, "Cliff has this kind of bad temper. Sometimes he can make people dislike him, but he is the same on the outside."

"Collectors, there are a few others...I will call you masters at the end...I have a question, are you all the same on the outside?"

“Or is the promotion of the Nuocheng Dance Hall one thing, but the actual words and deeds are another?”

"I haven't offended you two in recent times, have I?" The Collector's pupils shrank and his face looked puzzled, "The Master Demon Hunter also didn't violate the peace agreement reached last time."

"Why do you two feel like you are on fire? Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Don't you know exactly what you have done?" Clifford stroked his thick beard, not hiding the contempt on his face. "I don't think I'm a good person, but I'm not a villain who kills innocent people indiscriminately. Disciple."

"I have my own bottom line. In my opinion, some businesses can be touched, and some businesses, as long as the people under my control dare to touch them, I will cut them into pieces and feed them to the dogs. !"

"I have done bad things," the Beggar King sighed, shaking his head, "but there are some beastly things that I cannot do."

"As long as you do it, you will have to go to **** and suffer torture in the future."

"What business are you referring to?" Leisuo's thick palm touched the top of his head to the back of his head, "In the past two months, my brothers and I have been staying in the suburbs to run an orphanage. We are raising homeless people. waif."

"Are you referring to the orphanage business?"

"Very good! You admitted it!" The butcher suddenly snorted,

"Should those children be allowed to fend for themselves?" Seret sarcastically said, "Otherwise, they are committing evil?"

"Why was this kind act misinterpreted by the two of you?"

The dwarf sat on the long bench, stroking the sharp edge of the meat knife, and said in a hoarse voice like gold and stone, "Those children have lost their parents and are homeless. They have suffered enough."

"Witcher, why do you still extend your demonic palms to them and let them endure inhuman pain?"

Francis the Beggar King rubbed his ring finger and continued, "As we all know, demon hunters use a trick called the law of accident to abduct children from ordinary families."

"Different from the random plots in Nuocheng Dance Hall...the demon hunters took the children to remote and uninhabited places and used them as materials to conduct cruel and inhumane mutation experiments."

"Transform children into monsters with beastly eyes and abnormal metabolism!"

"And during the entire process, the experimenter will be worse off than dead, with a survival rate of less than 30%!"

"Witcher, do you dare to say that the orphanage is purely out of good intentions and not for the evil purpose of creating similar people?!"

The three demon hunters from the Snake Sect exchanged glances. As expected, their actions had long been noticed by local snakes.

But they have a clear conscience.

However, not everyone knows the survival rate of the Green Grass Trial so clearly.

"You are not satisfied yet!" The Butcher glared at Gawain fiercely and continued, "You have roped in the Collector, a big shot who is also obsessed with human experiments, and asked him to be your protector and collaborator! Turn over Torture those children twice as much!"

"Your Excellency Olof, don't think that you have perfectly concealed your previous cruel deeds. You have so many innocent souls that you can fill a bathhouse!"

"We've also heard about your 'eye-opening' **** exhibition room."

"Things just fell into place. The fanatic of human experimentation and the demon hunter who is proficient in mutation hit it off!"

"Is it because of this reason that your attitude towards demon hunters has changed so drastically?"

The Witcher and the Collector suddenly understood.

What the Beggar King and the Butcher said makes sense.

If you don't know the inside story, misunderstandings may indeed occur - perverted collectors cooperate with demon hunters who like to kidnap children, using orphans to conduct inhumane experiments.

"Two, I would like to ask, who told you these words?" Serrit asked, "Is it from a city councilor named Sebastian?"

The demon hunter clearly caught the confusion in the eyes of the two people. They seemed to have never heard of this name.

"We don't know any congressmen! In fact, it was an anonymous letter that reminded us at the beginning. The letter pointed out your evil plan!" Clifford shook his head, "And as long as people with eyes can notice, Your recent actions can all be analyzed to the fullest!"

"This meeting is a perfect time. Your Excellency Francis and I are preparing to terminate the peace agreement we have reached with you!" the butcher yelled indignantly, and a group of dwarves behind him snorted heavily, expressing their hatred for the same enemy. Heart. "And I would like to remind you that from now on, you are not allowed to take action against the poor orphans of Novigrad!"

"Whether it's a human, an elf hybrid, or a dwarf."

"Otherwise, the bearded weapon is not a vegetarian!" Clifford blushed and took a step forward, and the dwarf behind him followed him.

"Sir Clifford, do you want to keep Alphonse Willy company?" Oakes smiled at him.

The dwarf seemed to be strangled by the neck, his face stiffened, and he immediately took a step back. His rough, bearded face turned blue and white.

"Now, can you give us those two anonymous letters that deceived you, and I will refute them to you word for word!"

"I didn't bring it with me!" The cockscomb hair shook on the butcher's head, and he was a little unhappy.

"Back to the topic, can you guys be honest about how far the orphanage experiment has progressed?" Francis asked, "How many children are left? How many children are still alive?"

"They are all alive..." Seret raised his head with a smile on his face, seemingly turning a deaf ear to the repeated questions and not getting angry at all.

"Don't kid me." The Beggar King raised his eyebrows, which were lighter than those of women.

"This is no joke! They are living well!" Oakes retorted, "Much happier than the children who beg for food under you, the children in the Eternal Fire Orphanage, and the children who were sold to Skellige by human traffickers! ”

The Beggar King’s expression froze.

"Your Excellency Francis, you won't believe it if you just say it without foundation." The bald man suggested, "Instead of concluding a guilty verdict for us here and listing unfounded charges, why not go to Gawain's House and take a look in person?"

"Ask those children yourself. ~IndoMTL.com~ The perverted demon hunters and collectors have abused them...used them for cruel experiments."

"It's a beautiful thought," the dwarf shook his head, "Go to your territory, and you will take advantage of it? No one will stop your atrocities in the future!"

"You can bring as many people as possible." The Collector suggested, "We don't mind."

“Or are the two majestic gangsters afraid of a dozen demon hunters?!”

"Just go, no one is afraid of whom! The worst is possible!"

……

At the same time, Novigrad Temple Island.

Outside the gate of the Temple of Eternal Fire.

A little boy looked around, stuffed a letter into the donation box while the white-robed priestess wasn't paying attention, then bowed to the eternal fire and left as if nothing had happened.