The Divine Hunter Chapter 37: What about traps?

Temple Island Plaza.

In the sea of ​​people.

The demon hunter in a black cloak stood proudly in front of the shapeshifter, facing hundreds of malicious glances with a calm expression, as if he was walking in his own garden with a relaxed look.

"Roy?" The shapeshifter's misty eyes looked at the lonely figure in front of him, moved and anxious, "You shouldn't have come!"

"Have you forgotten?" Roy said without looking back, "We are allies, the demon hunter keeps his word and will never betray his allies!"

Around the burning stake, the nobles who were accidentally injured by firewood pointed at him and yelled at him. Some of the peasants on the periphery who were not affected were booing as if watching the fun. There were even a few young and rebellious teenagers who cast admiring glances at the demon hunter.

"Grim, do you know this guy?" Cassirer helped up a beautiful girl with black hair and big eyes behind him who was hit by the chaotic crowd. The latter stared at the knight's angular face, eyelashes Suddenly, he fell into a state of infatuation.

"We met in Cintra... Ravix of the Four Horns City, a companion of the white-haired witcher..." A trace of excitement appeared in the eyes of the blond knight, "If you find him, you will find Geralt. I hope you can find him." It’s not far away!”

"Then let's..." Cassil let go of the girl's arm and clenched his fist,

"Don't be anxious, wait and see what happens."

On the other side of the crowd, the tall half-elf looked at the witcher on the stage with his yellow-green eyes. A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, while he whispered to the peasant woman.

"Mutants! I originally planned to finish dealing with this evil creature and then arrest you in the alder forest... I didn't expect you to dare to come to my door!"

Cyrus stood up with the help of the temple guards, his body trembling, his voice sharp and majestic,

"You used evil witchcraft to destroy the sacred purification ceremony, and despised the laws of Nuo City and the majesty of the eternal fire! You have committed a heinous crime!"

"Now, catch them both and burn them all to death!"

"Burn the mutants!" a voice shouted from the crowd, but the owner of the voice shrank his shoulders in an inward tone.

"My Lord Bishop! Didn't you hear the request of the demon hunter?" Clifford the Butcher, the leader of the dwarf camp, roared with a broken gong. The unique oiled Mohawk hairstyle on his head was shining in the sun. Sparkling.

He stared at the bull's eye, crossed his arms with his chest, and spoke uprightly,

"What mistake did they make? Shouldn't you make it clear?"

"According to me, even if he is at fault, he is far from being burned at the stake. A week in jail is enough punishment! Besides, there is no conclusive evidence to convict this shapeshifter!"

"That's right," one of the ragged beggars said, "How can the eternal fire be indifferent to right from wrong and confuse right and wrong?"

"Archbishop Cyrus, under the witness of so many compatriots in Nuo City, if you want to judge a person, you must first convince everyone!"

"There are many bards present. I believe they will compile today's events into works and spread them throughout the North. If you want to confuse right and wrong, you can't stop everyone from talking!"

The poets gathered in a circle couldn't help but nod.

"Beware of eternal infamy!"

"Shut up! Be quiet!" The archbishop who dug his own grave straightened his slightly stooped back, looked directly at the young demon hunter with his cloudy eyes, and faced his sharp eyes, "Okay! I will let you die clearly. For nothing!"

"In the past two years, under the cover of this deformed beast, you have been conducting cruel experiments in suburban orphanages to transform helpless orphans into new mutants..." the archbishop asked hoarsely, "Do you admit it?!"

The demon hunter with two swords on his back took two steps closer to the Archbishop, and the three temple guards immediately stood in front of him as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Your Excellency Cyrus, it would be an evil act to help a group of helpless orphans who have lost their parents and homes to become self-reliant people." The demon hunter's body is not tall or strong, but he emits a penetrating sound. Everyone in the corner of the square could hear the voice of force clearly, "Then are all blacksmiths, cultural teachers, farmers, and hunters evil and deserve to be burned to death?!"

"Witcher, don't confuse things of completely different natures!"

"Why is it different? Demon hunters are not a profession? Collect money from people and eradicate demons and ghosts from the world!" Roy gave the archbishop a meaningful look.

The latter made a hissing sound in his throat, his face covered with age spots turned blue and white, his body trembled, and he almost lost his breath.

A temple guard with a beard and as strong as a bear scolded,

"Don't change the subject, Witcher, so you admit your crime!"

"I don't understand what we are guilty of!" Roy looked calm, "We picked up a lonely child who was about to starve to death in Nuo City and took good care of him so that he could live and grow into a useful person. ! What kind of crime is it?"

"If I were a sinner! All of you here would ignore those orphans and let them freeze to death, starve to death in the streets and be kidnapped by human traffickers," Roy's sharp eyes cast into the dark crowd, " Doesn’t that mean the crime is increased by one level!"

The people he glanced at lowered their heads unconsciously, unable to refute.

"As for the evil mutation experiment, it is even more nonsense. Our orphanage has never forced any child to choose the path of a witcher!"

"Purely voluntary!"

"How do you prove it?!" asked a sinister-faced mercenary in a leather jacket hired by the half-elf Skirru among the crowd, "How do we know if those children have been persecuted without witnessing it with our own eyes? ”

"Mutants, you must bring your children to the city and confront them face to face!"

"All children in the orphanage are registered with the city council and Eternal Fire!"

"Fifty-three, not one less!"

Those who hate mutants found an outlet and began to speak out at the top of their lungs,

"The witcher must take the initiative to bring all the children to the Temple Square to prove his innocence!"

"Under the illumination of eternal fire, all evil has no escape!"

"Do you dare to agree?"

"It's useless if you disagree, the temple guards will personally go to purify the evil!"

"Did you hear that? This is what everyone wants!" The archbishop finally regained his breath and pointed his withered finger at the demon hunter not far away and asked again, "Do you dare to agree?"

"No need to bring it back!"

A beggar in rags said,

"We have been to Gawain's House, including a group of guards of the Eternal Fire. We have seen those children. The witcher is right, there is no compulsion! They live a much happier life than most people in Nuo City! ”

"Who are you?" A guard suddenly rushed over and pulled the beggar out. "In what capacity do you testify for the demon hunters? Are you with them? Ah? I want to ask you a question! ”

The beggar suddenly shook his head.

They have done their best to achieve this step, and they will not get burned for the sake of the demon hunter!

The archbishop turned around again and glanced at the hundreds of temple guards who were surrounding the human wall with his piercing eyes.

"Who is willing to testify for the witcher?"

"Stand up!"

The guards looked at each other, but no one said a word.

"I will be the Sheriff, later" the shape-shifting monster Jiji, who was still tied to the stake, spoke,

"Shut up, heretic, you and the demon hunter are in the same group, your testimony is useless!"

"Now, Witcher, what do you say, everyone is waiting for your words! Don't try to play tricks!"

Roy's expression turned cold and he didn't say a word.

Now, the children are hiding in the shelter at the foot of the crowd. He will not naively send the sheep into the tiger's mouth.

……

"No, everyone, witchers don't just kidnap children!"

A thin peasant woman in coarse linen clothes shouted in the crowd, staring at Roy with hatred.

"They have committed a greater crime!"

The Archbishop's heart moved after a look.

A gap was revealed in the human wall guarding the temple.

The plainly dressed peasant woman, slightly stooped, walked out of the crowd and came to the archbishop.

Clicked his fingers with a reserved look,

"Child...don't be anxious, speak slowly and be more detailed." The old man's warm palm gently held her hand, gave her a kind smile, and prayed to the eternal fire a thousand times for her in his heart. , she came just in time, she was simply my savior!

"What's your name?"

"Talika."

"You have a grievance, right? I guess the witcher hurt you in the past!"

"Say it in front of everyone. Eternal Fire, myself, and everyone present will support you! Seek justice for you!"

Roy's indifferent expression changed, and he frowned.

I have an ominous feeling.

……

"That's right!" The woman's body, as thin as a stick, trembled under the gaze of everyone. Her face with prominent cheekbones showed both nervousness and excitement of testifying against her enemies. "Five years ago, I lived in Cui Tog. In Sweetwater Village on the outskirts, the village was harassed by a ghoul during that time. Then one day a demon hunter passed by the village and helped us deal with the ghoul and took away the bounty... But he did not leave. That night, he... ”

The woman was trembling all over, her mouth was half-opened, and she let out a hoarse scream, as if her chest had been split open by a sword, "He suddenly went crazy and went on a killing spree, killing everyone he saw!"

"Everyone is dead. More than fifty families in Tianshui Village, except me, are all dead!"

"And that beast!" She waited for Roy with eyes wide open.

The witcher's face was expressionless.

I didn’t kill your relatives, why do you hate me?

"He just slapped his **** and left! As if killing dozens of people was a common occurrence!"

"There is no humanity, that beast!"

……

"Monster!" The archbishop narrowed his eyes, glanced meaningfully at the demon hunter in front of the stake, and cleared his throat, "Did everyone see it? This is a living witness! Talika's testimony is enough Proves that the witcher has exterminated humanity in mutation experiments!"

"No matter how eloquent he is, he is still deceiving everyone's trust!"

……

"Ms. Talika..." A fit blond knight in the crowd wearing dark gold plate armor suddenly interrupted, "Can you guarantee that what you said is true?"

Roy looked at the crowd following the sound, and his pupils froze.

It's him.

Having a duel with Geralt in Sintra, the champion knight of Toussaint who owns a powerful Horcrux, the Sword of Justice, started traveling around after being driven away by the cuckold Duke Raymond. Has the world experienced it?

"I swear!" The woman seemed to be angry at the doubts of such a wise warrior knight. She raised her right hand and screamed, "I swear to the goddess Meriteri, I swear to the eternal fire, the father of the sky...the gods. , if what I said just now is half false! Let the ground beneath my feet crack and swallow me into hell!"

Such a vicious oath immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they believed her words to a certain degree.

Ninety percent of the farmers in the north believe in Meritai Lili.

"Child, don't be excited," the Archbishop smiled gently at her, "The eternal fire has given me revelation. You are a loyal believer and your oath is worthy of trust!"

"So now..." He looked at the expressionless Roy, "What else do you have to say?"

"The Witcher is evil from beginning to end, and there is no way to change it!"

In the crowd, a group of men hired by Skiru spread rumors.

"A demon hunter and a blasphemous shapeshifter, a match made in heaven!"

In front of everyone, Roy, who had his hands on his chest, suddenly smiled, as if he had heard a big joke. His laughter made everyone's hearts tremble.

"You are about to be burned to ashes and go to hell. How can you still laugh?"

There were angry comments from the crowd.

"People of Novigrad, I want to ask you a question..." Roy turned a deaf ear, raised his voice, and looked into the dense crowd, "Invade Sintra, let Should the black-armored Nilfgaardian army, which destroyed countless people in the north, deserve to die?!"

"What do you mean?!"

"Of course you **** it!"

The Butcher shouted very powerfully. Although he could not understand the meaning of his ally's words, the dwarf behind him also raised his arms and shouted.

"The Nilfgaardians are all beasts and deserve to go to hell!"

The people in the crowd who were not too bothered by the excitement began to respond.

"Very good!" Roy suddenly looked at the archbishop and said decisively, "Then Mr. Cyrus, you deserve to die too!"

"Asshole!"

"Shuashua—"

A group of temple guards drew their swords from their waists, and the anti-magic metal shackles and sword blades reflected the cold light in the afternoon sun, surrounding the demon hunter in the center.

"The leopard is so brave after eating the heart of a bear!"

"You ignorant mutant, kowtow to the bishop and apologize!"

"Did I say something wrong?!" Roy stood on the high platform and squinted at the temple guard, "According to your logic just now. A demon hunter went crazy and killed everyone in Sweetwater Village and killed Talika. Fellow ladies, then all witchers must die!"

"Similarly, if the Nilfgaardians deserve to go to **** for doing evil, then shouldn't everyone deserve to go to hell?"

"Sir Cyrus, why are you retorting?" Roy looked at the distinguished old man with a mocking smile on his lips, "Could it be that you are not human?!"

In the entire Temple Island Square, thousands of people were stunned and fell into a terrible silence.

“This demon hunter is really talented. Doesn’t he want to be around?” Cassirer in the audience praised in a low voice, “In the south, who would dare to say such things to His Majesty Emhyr, the Archbishop of the Sun Cult? Oil pans are all light!"

No one dares to insult the most respected archbishop of the Eternal Fire in Novigrad, the headquarters of the Eternal Fire!

Never!

……

"Breathe in..."

The angry blood rushed into the brain.

The old man stroked his chest and took a deep breath with a painful expression. Suddenly he felt dizzy and fell backward!

"Bishop Cyrus!"

"It's okay! I'm okay!"

"Sharp-toothed demon hunter, you are confusing black and white again." The archbishop's trembling palms supported the arms of the guards on both sides. Veins appeared on his old cheeks. "There are so many mutants in the whole world, no matter how many mutants there are. A hundred, right? What are the sesame-sized differences between individuals from your different schools of thought?"

"How can this difference be compared with that of humans in the south and the north!"

Roy took a deep breath.

"There are at least fifteen witchers in the orphanage!" said a voice in the audience, "call them all to the Temple Square for confrontation! Let Ms. Talika identify them!"

Roy's eyes suddenly turned to the crowd!

Collide with a man who looks like a mercenary!

The murderous intent shot out from the pupils, and the eyes were as bright as falling stars in the sky!

The latter shivered all over, as if being stabbed in the brain by an invisible sharp knife. His pupils were dilated, his expression was dazed, and his figure was shaky. But he came back to consciousness in the blink of an eye, covered his **** nose, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"Did you hear that, Demon Hunter!" The archbishop noticed his fierce look and smiled happily. The more rude this guy was, the more scared he was. "If you want to prove your innocence, then take the orphanage's More than fifty children and all mutants are called over!"

"Let the eternal fire and the thousands of eyes on the scene serve as witnesses to see whether it is a normal orphanage or a monster's nest hiding evil and evil!"

"Witcher, why are you silent?"

"Don't you continue to weave lies with sweet words? Or are you scared and are you considering how to abscond in fear of crime?"

Roy was silent.

He is now 100% sure that everything today is a trap for the demon hunter!

First use shapeshifters to lure them out.

Then he threw dirty water and asked for the child to find the whereabouts of Ciri.

Finally list this witness who came from nowhere!

Press forward step by step and let them leave the base that is as carefully arranged as a watertight iron bucket!

The archbishop broke away from the support of everyone around him, held on to his nanmu cane, and took a step closer to him, with a sharp tone,

"Turn around and look, everyone has heard the poems praising you! The selfless demon hunter, the helpful demon hunter, the demon hunter who eradicates evil."

"So many people have high expectations for you, can you bear to let them down?"

"Don't worry...I, Cyrus Engelkander Heimfa, swear an oath to the eternal fire that I have believed in all my life." The archbishop struck the ground with his cane,

"As long as you prove that you did not force any orphans, and there is no murderer among you who exterminated Tianshui Village, then I will solemnly apologize to you!"

"A little more sweetness." The old man looked at the shapeshifter on the stake, with a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes, "How about releasing this bastard?"

"Master Demon Hunter!" A beautiful girl in a green dress had stars in her eyes, waved her pink fists, and cheered in a sweet voice, "Prove it to everyone, I believe you!"

Roy raised his eyebrows.

"Your Excellency..." A dozen bards wearing novel styles and colorful clothes and carrying lutes looked at him expectantly, "Please prove to everyone that our poems are not made up randomly! ”

Among the group of beggars, there is the Beggar King who covers his bald head with his hood and touches the golden seal ring on his finger. Among the dwarves, there is the butcher Clifford, whose cockscomb head is swaying in the wind.

The merchants' association, the blacksmiths' association...the craftsmen from the major craft associations...the nobles, the traders and the pawns all looked at him.

"Don't count on it, he is obviously scared and has a guilty conscience!"

Voices of encouragement and ridicule came and went.

Roy crossed his arms across his chest, and the leather armor wrapping his arms made a creaking sound.

A palpitating coldness began to emanate from around the body.

Long hesitation.

"Then let's prove it!"

A low voice cut through the din.

A man as strong as a standing giant bear with a shiny head and a shiny head easily pushed past the human wall of temple guards.

"Who!?"

"Back up!"

A circle of shining steel swords was pointed at the man, and the guards held down the anti-magic metal bombs on their waists.

A smile appeared on the man's stiff square face,

"You want to meet all the witchers of Gawain's house."

"To fulfill you! We are here..."

唰唰

A group of tall and tall demon hunters wearing leather, scale armor, plate armor, and various school suits, carrying double swords, wearing pendants, separated from the crowd.

They seemed to be covered in oil, and the crowd would automatically separate and fall to both sides as soon as they came into contact with them!

Pairs of vertical pupils looked around.

Ayden and Kyaan from the cat faction~IndoMTL.com~Vesemir, Lambert, and Geralt from the wolf faction, Retho, Oaks, Seret from the snake faction, and Korn from the griffon faction ...Monty, Carl, Akamtom, Chanem, and Lloyd who have just passed the Trial of Green Grass...except for Furius, Eskar, Druid Evelyn, Mage Coral, and Kalkstan , the griffin beast stayed at the base, and all the demon hunters came to the scene.

A chilling, fierce, and sharp-sword-like aura rushed towards him.

Everyone in the square couldn't help but hold their breath.

"Life is priceless and worth cherishing. I sincerely advise you not to act rashly."

Serrit's voice was as hard as chewing steel.

"Dear Archbishop of Eternal Fire, Ms. Talika," Lambert followed his colleagues to the burning pillar, bowed to the guards, the Archbishop and the audience, but there was no smile on his face, Amber The pupils were like poisonous snakes before they pounced, shrinking into prismatic shapes, faintly exuding a sense of determination, "The fifteen demon hunters you want are all here, come and identify them."

……

To the east of the square, on the second floor of the temple's side hall.

The harsh sunlight through the window illuminated a man with scars on his face and thin lips. He rubbed his chin with a smile on his lips, an elegant sorceress whose face changed like the Northern Lights. Standing aside, quietly staring at the center of the square.

At the feet of the two of them, a man wearing a purple silk robe, a handsome, fair face, and an elegant beard on his chin was tied up, put on anti-magic metal shackles, and his mouth was gagged with a cloth strip. Still curled up.

……

At the same time, on the outskirts of Nuo City, a group of elves wearing colorful fur armor, wooden bows, steel swords, anti-magic metal bombs, and squirrel tail decorations around their waists quickly poured into the alder forest!