The Divine Hunter Chapter 38: Return

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In the reeds beside the Kaer Morhen River, milky white mist lingers like incense.

There was strangely no sound of wind in the fog, everything seemed to be stagnant and so quiet that it made people palpitate.

Karl stood in this thick fog, with his back against a crooked tree, his front and back legs apart, his body slightly bowed, rising up in a standard bull position, with a snake-style silver sword as bright as day standing diagonally on his waist. The slowly rotating body pointed towards the depths of the thick fog.

The amber vertical pupils looked around alertly.

A layer of golden shield covers the small and exquisite gray leather armor that flows close to the body.

A few drops of sweat dripped down the delicate but dusty cheeks under the short brown hair and along the chin.

"Tick tock!"

The sweat fell onto the moist clay on the river bank and was absorbed instantly.

Not far away from the thick fog, a yellow light suddenly lit up.

The light is warm and holy, like a lighthouse in the night, causing lost travelers to move closer to it.

Karl was no exception. A trace of confusion flashed across his black eyes, and a strange sense of familiarity rose, as if a long-lost friend was waiting for him there.

He slowly walked over holding the Snake Sect Silver Sword.

"Come here quickly, it's very dangerous over there!" A clear and childish child's voice rang.

"Monty?" Carl's face was blank for a moment. How could his little friend appear in this wilderness?

"Boss Carl, come here and help, Vicky's foot is seriously injured!"

A trace of anxiety suddenly appeared on the young man's handsome face, and he desperately accelerated his pace to get closer to the yellow light.

The running body brought up the surging airflow, and a vague human figure was revealed in the yellow light, slightly stooped at the waist, and greeted him with one hand.

Karl dragged his sword behind him, seemingly giving up his guard completely.

However, there are still three meters away from the human form.

The confusion on the young man's face turned to determination, and the left hand behind his waist suddenly pushed forward.

"Bang!"

The magic power surged out, tearing apart the mist and the human figure——

A naked monster with extremely long arms and sharp black nails protruding from the fingertips.

It was hit by the seal and fell backwards, unable to get up for a while.

Karl clasped his feet on the ground and jumped suddenly like a attacking feline. He landed on the ground and stepped on the shriveled belly of the humanoid monster with blue-gray skin.

The long sword dragged behind him was drawn in front of him, silver light flashed, and his fangs and claws were revealed!

Poke it **** the neck under its terrifying face!

"Pfft..."

Blood splattered everywhere.

The injured monster instantly turned into a burst of mist and dissipated.

Angry, pain, and eerie screams were erratic.

Karl cursed secretly, turned around suddenly, and slashed behind him with the silver sword in his hand!

However, he misjudged it, and the mist monster appeared on the other side of him, close to his back, and hugged him hard like a relative.

"Boo——"

Quenn is broken.

The ignorant demon hunter apprentice's back was hit by a huge force and turned into a rolling gourd.

He fell to the ground and took a mouthful of mud. He hurriedly drew his fingers and tried to use Alder to knock the monster away again!

Unexpectedly, it was extremely cunning. After one blow, it hid in the thick fog and turned into an unpredictable gust of wind. It kept circling around him and emitted a hissing sound that came and went, disturbing his judgment.

Karl held the sword in his right hand and looked around. The sweat on his forehead stung his eyes. His cheeks were as tight as a cramp, and he made a hissing sound from his mouth.

He held half of Alder in his left hand, but hesitated not knowing where to release it.

This was a big gamble, but the price was his life. He didn't dare to bet easily.

"Bang!"

A huge paw poked out of the fog and swiped past where Karl had not expected it.

A **** **** opened on the back of the hand!

His right hand trembled, and the silver sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Out of instinct, Alder with his left hand hurriedly bombarded his side, but he was a step too slow, and the attacker turned into mist.

"Plop, plop!"

Karl's heart was beating wildly and he was so frightened that he rolled to the ground regardless.

"Shua——" In an instant, the back of the neck was burning and bloody!

Next second.

A huge mouth with smacking canine teeth came close to his eyes.

It's like a bottomless abyss that swallows everything!

Karl had no time to react, his eyes widened and his mouth widened, stunned on the spot.

Is it over?

……

"Bang——"

"Shua——"

The magic power vibrated, followed by the sound of a sharp blade splitting flesh.

Silver light flashed through the air like lightning.

Then a headless corpse with slender limbs pressed heavily on Karl, and blood from the broken neck spurted all over his head and face.

It was so magical that the strange thick fog around him that blocked his sight disappeared in the blink of an eye, and everything became clear again.

The sky is sprinkled with a faint white light. On the left is the quietly flowing Kaer Morhen River, and on the right is a hillside and a camphor forest.

And a slender demon hunter wearing sunglasses was playing with the monster's ugly head and shaking his head in disappointment.

"Boy, the challenge failed. When you go back, you will continue to kill water ghosts and evil ghosts." Cat Vulture took off his sunglasses, narrowed his green eyes, a teasing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and threw another bottle of swallows over.

Karl took a few big sips, and terrifying black blood vessels appeared on his delicate face. A cool and numb feeling came from the wounds on the back of his neck and the back of his hands.

He breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Although your performance just now was commendable, you made at least three fatal mistakes."

"The first sword should be aimed at its eyes instead of its neck. If you don't replenish it in time after Quen is broken, Arden will be completely forgotten by you..."

"Teacher, I know I was wrong. I won't dare to be so reckless next time." Carl lowered his head, wiped the smelly blood on his face, and apologized frustratedly and sincerely.

"Just understand. The little mist demon is not a monster you can deal with at this stage." Cat Eagle patted the student's shoulder earnestly, "Don't think that after killing a few water ghosts and torturing those little guys, Proud and complacent."

"The world is more dangerous than you think!"

"You must know how to choose the right opponent and prepare before the battle. It is impossible for someone to save you every critical moment!"

"Yeah!"

Karl nodded heavily, took a deep breath, squatted down, and began to carefully harvest the trophies from the little mist demon, especially the teeth and nails.

Soon, a smile appeared on her little face again.

"Bring the teeth and nails to Quintas and Feodor to make arrows, and then go hunting with Oreo and the others at night."

"What are you mumbling about, little monkey, speed up, you're as slow as Alzheimer's!"

"I understand, teacher!"

……

Finished dealing with the little mist demon.

The two passed the huge cave along the path of Kaer Morhen's trial.

The once arrogant Cyclops "Old Spearhead" has turned into a pale and desolate huge skeleton in the center of the cave.

Karl stared at the complete skeleton and was shocked for a long time. Just one head was equivalent to his entire body.

That huge metacarpal bone can undoubtedly crush him into a pulp like a chicken.

"Teacher, which senior is so powerful that he can kill this big guy?" The little boy quietly picked up a fist-sized knuckle, and decided to take it back as a showoff.

"More than one person." A trace of regret flashed across Furius's face, "Four snake sects, plus three wolf sects, a total of seven people, and they were weakened by puffer fish poison to kill this thing. Son."

"It's a pity that I wasn't there at the time and missed this battle worth bragging about for a lifetime, ahem!"

……

"Don't worry, teacher, I swear, I will take you to kill a giant in the future, not just the Cyclops, but also the Frost Giant!" Carl said solemnly with a small face,

"You brat!" Cat Vulture was so angry and laughed that his head collapsed, "Wait until you kill a thousand water ghosts before you talk nonsense!"

Karl’s pretty little face suddenly wrinkled into a bitter melon.

……

Leaving the cave, a pair of master and apprentice came to the top of Troll Mountain again.

The troll family almost hit two people in the head with stone cannonballs, but fortunately the cat vulture brought out the gift "Nord City Vodka" in advance and mentioned Roy's name.

The troll family then turned from anger to joy, friendly and enthusiastically invited two friends of friends to taste the smelly and fragrant troll porridge cooked by a mixture of snails, frogs and slugs.

With tears in his eyes, Karl accepted the kindness he could not refuse and drank two full bowls of it on behalf of the teacher.

When they parted, the troll gave the two of them a few more jewels and ores found in the mountain.

The little boy forgot the feeling of ecstasy and beamed with joy - giving these stones to Vicky will definitely please her!

……

The two masters and apprentices came to the last stop of their trip, the Ring of Elements in Kaer Morhen.

Karl meditates cross-legged in the circle.

Flius lit the candles representing the four seasons and the four elements one by one.

Leaning against the stone wall with his hands folded, he gazed at the vast wilderness under the Ring of Elements.

My thoughts are racing.

Cat Vulture never thought that he would settle down in one place, especially a bustling big city and Gawain's home, which is crowded with people.

With his previous personality, he would have preferred a home like Kaer Morhen that was located in nature, isolated from the world, and peaceful.

But now, the eyes under the sunglasses glanced at the quiet cheek of the young apprentice.

He seems to have lived a comfortable life of retirement ahead of schedule.

Those lively little guys will never be boring.

But how long can this peace last?

"Well...Teacher, I feel great." Carl stood up from the ring of elements with a happy face, and couldn't wait to outline with his five fingers, a slightly jerky outline of a blue triangle charm and a stream of air. Drill out of the palm and hit the ground.

A pit exploded in the ground, and dirt and broken grass clippings flew everywhere!

"Haha, my seal has become stronger!"

The cat vulture patted his head and said, "There is nothing to be proud of. Roy and Geralt have directly mutated their seals."

"According to the rules we established, you have killed ten monsters and reached the Ring of Elements. You are eligible to choose a Demon Hunter Badge."

The cat vulture spread out its hand, and the sunlight illuminated six lifelike pendants of different shapes in its palm——

Wolf heads, cat heads, gryphon heads, flying lion monsters, roaring giant bears, entangled poisonous snakes...

Karwu's eyes suddenly sparkled. He took all the amulets, held them in his palms, rubbed them and looked at them one by one. A childlike smile appeared on his small eyebrows, nose and corners of his mouth, like a little girl who got her beloved rag doll.

"Teacher, can you give it all to me?!" Karl pursed his dry lips.

"This pile of talismans is expensive to make. Each person can only choose one, leaving the rest to your few good friends." Furius said half-seriously, "Now you have taken advantage of it, you know? , you have six choices, and you take one and the others only have five choices."

"The further back you go, the more pitiful you become."

"Is that so?" Karl tilted his head, feeling something was wrong, but all he could think about was taking advantage. His eyes passed over the six pendants of different shapes one by one, his face tensed and entangled.

"I drank the flying lion monster decoction, but I——"

What finally prompted him to make a decision was the pendant on the vulture's chest.

"I am your apprentice!" He took out the grinning silver cat head from a pile of pendants and put it around his neck.

"Haha, you are indeed my good student." Cat Vulture nodded, the corners of his mouth cracked in an exaggerated arc, unable to contain his smile, he tore open a teleportation coordinate.

"Boom!"

A square space door floated in the void with strong winds.

"Let's go back and let them see the new Cat Faction Demon Hunters!"

……

Gawain's House.

When Cat Vulture and Karl jumped out of the portal, a group of people had already gathered in the center of the yard.

Wearing a brocade blouse and a fleur-de-lis hat, Oakes, dressed as a bard, was showing off to a group of companions.

Carl abandoned the four eager companions who were avoiding the rotating dummy beside the wooden pile, and rushed into the alchemy room to show Vicky the harvest of his trip - the Cat Pie Pendant, Cyclops Knuckles, and the Troll of gems.

As the cat vulture approached the crowd, Oakes' exaggerated voice floated into his ears.

"You don't know, many people in Toussaint are good at playing... After the harvest festival, they also have a barrel festival."

"I have heard a little bit," Vesemir wiped his hands with his blacksmith's apron, a flash of memory flashed in his eyes, "Although Toussaint began to use machines to squeeze grape juice a long time ago, it still retains an ancient Tradition."

"Haha, you must have had a lot of romantic debts when this old man was young!" Oakes patted his chest and winked at him, "During the Wine Barrel Festival, Toussaint people gathered in the center of Beauclair Square, whether they were nobles , knights, courtiers, merchants or common people, enjoy music and acrobatics together."

"In an atmosphere of universal celebration, an exciting event begins." The demon hunters listened attentively and imagined the lively scene.

The cat vulture also fell into it.

"There is a large wooden barrel in the center of the square, filled with ripe grapes waiting to be squeezed."

"However, they use neither machines nor instruments——"

Oakes paused for a moment, then smiled excitedly in the threatening eyes of everyone, "They made the lively beauties stand in the barrel and squeeze the juice with their feet!"

"Two stunningly beautiful women, so cool in their clothes, they exposed everything they should and shouldn't! One of them is actually the Grand Duke Anna Henrietta of Toussaint."

"Her figure..." Oaks made a gourd shape with his hands in front of him, "Tsk, tsk, except for a bit of rabbit teeth, it's impeccable."

He suddenly strutted around again,

Twist your hands, neck and waist like a dance, and sing loudly,

"Ho ho, let the grapevines grow strong! Ho ho, let the grapes mature in the sun!"

"Ho ho! Let them ferment, let them absorb the power and flavor of the barrel! Let them turn into fine wine! Let the fine wine flow into our cups!" Vesemir seemed to be recalled, and he also sang a few lines. ,

Oakes answered,

"Everyone was singing and cheering. In the spirit of dedication to having fun with the people, Grand Duchess Henrietta and her companions stepped on the barrel to their heart's content! Complete the ceremony!"

"The Grand Duchess? Barely naked? So slutty in front of everyone?" Eskar tilted his head. It was really a wild, evil, and confusing ceremony.

The long scar on her face showed a hint of disgust, "Then she asked everyone to drink her foot bath, no, grape juice for bathing?!"

Kian, Aiden, Seret, Cat Vulture, and the guest Cohen, several slightly conservative demon hunters shook their heads, indicating that they could not accept it.

Vesemir, Lambert, and Leitho nodded.

"What do you know? Toussaint is such a romantic, unrestrained and free country. This is its charm!" Oakes defended.

"That's right!" Lambert shook his hair, his eyes were fiery and his expression was yearning. The Grand Duchess seemed to have a husband. "Sooner or later I will go to Toussaint to see the world."

"But the Grand Duchess's husband doesn't mind? Let so many pairs of eyes..." Keyan considered it for a moment, then continued in a hoarse voice, "blaspheme my wife."

"This is tradition! His objections are ineffective." Oakes shook his head disdainfully, "Besides, Grand Duke Raymond was not in Toussaint during the Barrel Festival until we left."

A trace of admiration flashed across Oakes's face, and he whispered as if talking to himself, "He just took advantage of the situation and made love to Henrietta. They were inseparable and they were basically planted. Maybe Raymond The Grand Duke is about to become a father."

"What did you say?" The demon hunters' hearing was so keen, everyone heard his muttering, and their expressions became bright.

"I have promised not to reveal this secret casually." Oaks said seriously, then suddenly shook his head, "Forget it, everyone in Toussaint already knows it, so there is no point in keeping it secret."

"Master Dandelion completely fascinated Henrietta. In the past two months, they have been like a couple. Originally, Master Dandelion wanted to spend the winter there, but I forcibly pulled him back."

"This philandering carrot," Cohen shook his head, "I remember Roy told him, and he swore that he would never betray Ms. Puscilla."

"Alas...this is nature." Several demon hunters sighed at the same time, but they were all men.

"Forget it, let's just pretend we didn't hear about it?" Lambert suggested.

"Just help Dandelion once, never again!"

Ochs changed the subject wisely, "You haven't seen how warm, generous and beautiful the ladies of Toussaint are. I don't know if it's because their own men are bad, or because they haven't been nourished by the opposite **** for more than ten years."

He had an intoxicated giggle on his face,

"Facing a man among men like me, a tall and handsome man, full of poems and books, with amazing physical strength, I am like a moth flying into a flame."

"Come on?" Serrit patted Oakes's red cheeks disdainfully, "Did you take too many stimulants or drink too much 'iron gloves'? With your dry face, I can see He’s more like an old farmer in the countryside!”

"Don't believe it, they are crazy about me and fascinated by me. The poems I wrote so hard in my daily life are finally put to use. My charming poetry recitation makes them cry, makes them laugh, and makes them laugh. I can’t help myself.”

"I feel that in just two months, I have used up all the energy of the past decades." He said with determination, "If I were an ordinary man, then I would become the father of at least twenty children. Father."

"Ahem! Stop bragging!" The bald man interrupted his shameless show off, "How about you do something serious, kid?"

"Of course, who am I? How can a woman be more important than the task assigned by my brother? I have already made three space markers - located in the southeast of Bashan Farm and the northeast of the Usar Fort ruins Heshan Castle, as well as the 'Nine Valley' of Shansleto Swamp, the hidden church cave that Seret and I visited once."

"The Heshan Fortress seemed to have been occupied by a group of bandits before. Later, I heard that a passing knight errant cleared it all by himself and turned it into a ruin." Oakes looked around at everyone.

"Let's wait until Roy comes back and let's set off together to start the next big adventure!" Everyone nodded.

"By the way~IndoMTL.com~ Guys, when I went back to my room to check just now, I found that one of my collection of precious love poems was missing - "The Dilemma of Love" by Master Dandelion. Has anyone seen it? ?"

The face of the gryphon sect demon hunter changed,

"Cohen, did you take it away?" Oaks's sharp vertical pupils revealed something unusual about him at a glance, and he asked aggressively,

"Uh, sorry, man, Roy...I thought...I gave her to Igesena."

"You!" Oakes suddenly grabbed Cohen's shoulders with a solemn expression. The latter looked down shyly like a child who had been caught doing something wrong, and swallowed nervously.

"As compensation, you have to come with us next time we go to Toussaint."

Ochs patted his shoulder and straightened his collar,

"I heard from Roy that there seems to be a secret about a Griffin sect demon hunter named Geron Moru. Are you not interested?"

Keen was stunned for a moment, clenched his fists and nodded heavily.