The Divine Hunter Chapter 46: Aftermath

Colorful auroras, like wisps of bright oil paint, fell around the demon hunter and then rose weightlessly.

Densely packed golden souls formed a circle behind the Aurora Falls, praying devoutly.

After escaping from the nightmare-like sea of ​​chaos.

For the second time, Roy entered this land of gods and met the goddess Freya.

But this time it was not his soul that came, but his true body, and there was more than one **** around him.

A total of two golden figures with hazy faces stood in the changing aurora, seemingly far away, casting sacred gazes at him.

Being watched by the two goddesses, he felt slightly uncomfortable and reserved.

"Son of ancient blood, Demon Hunter Roy, I answered your prayers, risked my life and paid a huge price, crossed the ocean of chaos, and rescued you." The wonderful trinity of a girl, a pregnant woman, and an old woman The voice sounded from the bottom of my heart,

"And you made a promise to complete the mission for me..."

Roy pursed his lips and acquiesced.

"Listen, my mission is to protect my followers in the mortal world, but the crisis is coming, and only the blood of the ancients can eliminate it."

"When the end of the era and the Wolf Blizzard come, remember your mission and solve the disaster, or live and die with this world. Also, let the ice giant go back to fulfill his duties early," Freya said, "This way we don't owe each other anything."

"Don't think about using your abilities to escape to other worlds and escape this catastrophe." There was a hint of warning in her gentle and moving voice, "Believe me, you can't afford the price of breach of contract. ”

Roy bowed to her, sincerely and calmly,

"If you hadn't given me a helping hand, I would have been annihilated by energy together with Vilgefortz."

No matter how amazing and talented the person is, they can only close their eyes and die when facing the sea of ​​chaos.

And now I still have the option to refuse?

"The Witcher is true to his word, so don't worry, I will do my best to solve that disaster."

He wanted to escape, but the door of the world was brought to him.

Maybe this is fate!

……

"Boy, Freya alone can't save you. My losses are immeasurable." Another voice sounded, which seemed more majestic and domineering than Freya's.

If the former is the amiable sister, she is a strict and domineering mother.

Unclear face, golden pupils, solemn, magnificent and profound...

The body is taller and plumper, like a female giant.

Roy clearly remembered that he had an encounter with her at the temple in Elland more than two years ago.

"Goddess Meriteri?"

Older than Freya, it is the most widespread belief in the North.

"Well, you are not my believer, so I will not save you in vain." She said bluntly.

Roy's eyelids twitched.

One life, two favors.

However, too many debts are not enough to weigh him down. Freya's request has already made him tie his life to his belt anyway, so what's the harm in adding another one?

He turned sideways and made a respectful listening gesture.

"Since you are willing to take on the mission of the blood of the savior," the goddess's voice softened slightly, "then the reward I ask for is not high. Until the end of the era, you must protect Ireland. Temple of Virtue and my followers."

"Let them avoid the harm of war."

"As you wish."

Two pairs of golden eyes looked at him deeply for the last time.

"Remember your promise, boy. We can't communicate with you too much. Every second you stay here, you have to lose a lot of faith."

"Leave."

The two goddesses, whose bodies were burning with golden flames, waved lightly at him.

Roy immediately activated the teleportation, and the gorgeous aurora in front of him disappeared.

I was teleported back to the ground from the Kingdom of God in an instant.

Stiga Castle, the sky is filled with dark clouds and thunder.

Thousands of silver snakes are swimming around.

The torrential rain made the dry and cracked earth under the cliff muddy and wet.

And in the center of this land, far away from the pile of dragon ship wreckage.

Leviathan and Gorfin, two huge beasts, were lying there motionless and dying.

The ice giant seemed to have been roasted by the flames. The original ice-blue hair was burned completely, and the skin was red. It was covered with centipede-like twisted burns and horrific blisters. The rain beat on it and it was hot. body of.

There was a strange smell of body odor mixed with barbecue meat in the air.

The witcher reached out and touched its pillar-like arm, and his fingers were immediately trembled by the high temperature on the body surface.

Activating telepathic contact, Leviathan showed no response and was severely burned, causing it to fall into a deep coma.

But as long as you don’t die, you can be saved!

The magic power in Roy's body began to decrease rapidly and turned into miraculous healing power, quickly reducing the mount's injuries. The burns disappeared and faded visibly to the naked eye.

Golfin's injuries were much less serious. Most of his originally thick and shiny black feathers were burned by the fire monster. To use an appropriate metaphor, it was like a jet-black giant bird that had been scalded with hot water and had its hair removed. Vultures are extremely ugly.

Roy bared his teeth and carefully rubbed its bald head.

It hummed and opened its bright black eyes. Seeing the worried look on its owner's face, countless grievances flooded into its heart. Tears rolled down its eyes, and its bare claws hugged the demon hunter's thigh tightly. The long beak burrowed into his arms.

"Stop crying, Gorfin, I'm sorry..."

"It is my weakness that makes you face such a huge danger."

The fire giant is the most destructive among the four world spirits. Even as a larvae, it is extremely powerful.

Even Roy himself was not sure of winning the battle, let alone two mounts.

Fortunately, as soon as Vigo was pulled into the Sea of ​​Chaos, the world spirit broke free from the spell and returned to the Fire Realm.

The two of them were lucky enough to survive.

Whoosh—whoosh—

The witcher drew his crossbow and pulled the trigger.

The figure flashed twice, passing through the huge gap that was destroyed in the majestic castle, and entering the hall that was destroyed by fierce fighting.

Gulfin and Leviathan were then summoned and lay in a corner to recover from their injuries, out of the wind and rain.

Roy stuffed a bottle of magic recovery potion into his mouth and was about to meditate cross-legged to replenish his magic power.

The sofa by the fireplace that was overturned by Viggo at the beginning of the battle moved.

"Well..."

A painful groan sounded.

The witcher walked over and opened the sofa, only to find Viggo's most trusted assistant Lydia lying there, luckily escaping with her life.

But she was in a very bad condition. Her long dress was full of bloodstains. She had developed a high fever due to blood loss and excessive exertion, and her forehead was burning hot.

Roy stared at the woman's ever-changing magic mask.

Falling in thought.

What should I do with you?

Weige is dead, should he eradicate the root cause and take action against a seriously injured and dying woman?

……

At the same time.

Novigrad Temple Island.

The chaotic crowd had already dispersed, and the bodies of the sacrificed temple guards had all been collected.

A continuous rainstorm came unexpectedly. The rainwater was dyed red by the blood accumulated in the square, and then rushed to the sewer with it, rushed down the bridge, and merged into the sea.

Most of the traces of the fierce battle were buried.

Only the hundreds of corpses of the Scoia'tael were hung on the execution ground for public display.

As the culprit of this conflict.

Under the Temple Island, there is a brightly lit laboratory.

Sixteen demon hunters who participated in the **** battle replaced their tattered and blood-covered armors with close-fitting loose robes.

Quite a few of their arms, thighs, heads, and other parts were wrapped in white bandages.

The look is pitiful and funny.

They sat in a circle around the campfire.

"So, Jiji...oh no, he should be called Archbishop Cyrus now, and has pushed everything to the Elf Scoia'tael?" Cat Vulture raised the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, with a look of surprise on his thin cheeks. He thought that the battle in the alder forest was intense enough, but he never thought that the group of companions on Temple Island experienced a more difficult battle.

"You killed three to four hundred temple guards and Eternal Fire will not be held accountable?"

"How is that possible?" Vesemir shook his head, "Even with the Archbishop's order, the guards' attitude is that they would like to peel off our skin and stretch our muscles."

Serrit dipped a drop of dwarf liquor from the mug with his right hand and gently dipped it into a row of fine blood stains on his left face. His expression was both painful and enjoyable, "Most of the dead temple guards were locals. They There are one to two thousand wives, children, parents, and friends in the city."

"No matter what the reason is, let's kill a person, and the knot has been formed, so many pairs of eyes are here to see it. Do you believe it or not," Lambert said with a half-smile as he looked at the rope wrapped around his left forearm. Bandaged Geralt, "Starting from tomorrow, all brothers will have the title of Butcher of Novigrad."

"No matter how much the bard puts gold in our faces, they can't stop everyone from talking."

Geralt, who was sitting on a low stool, touched his nose and remembered his nickname of the Butcher of Blavikan.

Obviously in order to protect the townspeople, the gangster group headed by Renfri was executed in the town for indiscriminate killing of innocent people, but they were charged with unfounded charges.

This operation will have a greater impact, and there is no doubt that they will all be stigmatized.

"Right now is the most intense moment of hatred. Jiji blames all this conflict on the Scoia'tael and has done justice to us by whitewashing our adoption of orphans."

"Add the testimonies of the Beggar King, the Butcher, the Family, and the two Knights."

"To be honest, the residents of Nuo City, except for the families of the victims, don't blame us much in their hearts. They are just a little scared."

The cat vulture paused and said, "Geralt, two knights named Grimm and Cassirer are visiting Gawain's house. He wants to see you and his attitude is quite sincere. When we finish our discussion, you'd better Go check it out."

“They did a great job to free us from the stigma.”

Geralt nodded.

Leso touched a piece of plaster on his bare head, like an egg with an incomplete shell. He was unlucky enough to have a small piece of his scalp cut off during the battle,

"In short, it will take at least two or three years to reverse the negative impact."

"I'm afraid we won't be too popular in the past few years. It's best to be quiet and honest." Cohen rubbed the sword mark on his chin, and used a sword to cut off the acne mark on the side of his beard, which was considered a hit.

"That is to say..." Eskar took a sip of strong wine, his amber pupils flashed, and a hint of melancholy appeared on his big face as white and tender as a baby, "You can't live in Gawain's House in the future, you must leave Alder Lin?"

"The new Archbishop did not ask the Demon Hunter to leave by force." Lambert looked at his former classmate and friend with an envious look, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

The five apprentices, including Karl, could not help but curiously look at Eskar, whose appearance had changed dramatically.

The hideous scar is gone.

Plus delicate and fair skin.

He has transformed from a slovenly homeless man into a handsome guy with a strong body, sharp features and full of masculine charm.

"But if you continue to stay, there will be a steady stream of harassment, and the children's daily training and learning will definitely be greatly affected."

"To be honest, I have killed enough in this war. The name of the witcher will be spread throughout the north, which will be enough to deter those with evil intentions." Geralt's slender hands were warmed on the fire. , smiled bitterly, "I don't want to fight again in a short time."

"For the sake of purity," Seret's eyes slowly swept over everyone's faces, and his tone was decisive, "I suggest moving!"

At this moment, the laboratory fell into an eerie silence.

Only the excited beating hearts of the five young apprentices could be heard, as well as the crackling sound of Mars.

"Don't be ridiculous, man..." Oaks sneered at his brother unceremoniously and dusted off the cantilever straps on his chest. He suffered an honorable fracture during the battle. "Because we are worried about the hatred of a group of ordinary people, we just Abandoning the home that I have worked so hard for two years..."

"Leave the blacksmith shop, the alchemy room, the crops that are about to be harvested, and the botanical garden all behind...and run away?"

"We are the victors of the war, how can we escape in despair? I would rather fight those guys again and decide whether to live or die!"

"No one said to give up and run away..." Vesemir explained in a gentle voice, "It's just a temporary move, taking this opportunity to give the children a fresh environment, for about two or three years, to stimulate their inspiration and learning. **, it’s just for a drive and to relax. As for the home, we consulted Ms. Evelin’s opinion, and she is willing to stay and guard the medicine garden and Gawain’s House..."

"And I..." Kaiyan pinched his fingers, a trace of apology appeared on his face, "I'm sorry, brothers, I want to accompany Evelin and help Candila run the pharmacy."

Lambert and Oakes both stared at this guy's face and said a long "Oh" with a hint of ridicule.

"Take good care of it." Geralt encouraged.

"I..." When Eskar saw this, his heart moved, and he wanted to kill the snake and follow it with a stick. Vesemir immediately gave him a stern look, "You kid must leave with us."

Cohen suddenly stopped talking.

"That's right!" Lambert slapped him **** the shoulder, "Take that night devil concubine of yours away with you!"

"Huh? You don't mind, are you not afraid of adverse effects?"

The female night demon mingled with a group of demon hunters and children.

Eskar felt something was wrong.

Qi Qi looked at Lambert repeatedly, his amber pupils filled with deep suspicion and vigilance.

"What are you looking at? Are you insulting me?" Lambert immediately turned red with anger.

"Don't make any noise!" Leisuo waved his hand to stop the noise and muttered softly, "Lambert really needs to pay attention."

"To get to the point, except for Caiaan and Evelin, all the other children moved together. Dandelion and Cantila continued to stay in No. There is a portal, so you can go anywhere. But first we have to find a suitable place. Come on, everyone, speak freely!"

Suddenly, there was an undercurrent in the laboratory.

The atmosphere was tense.

Except for Aiden and Cat Vulture from the Cat Faction, the members of the Snake Faction, Wolf Faction, and Griffin Faction all had strange expressions on their eyes, looking at other members of the school as if facing a formidable enemy.

"How about Kyle Siren?" Cohen took the lead in launching the offensive. "Located near Covel and Povis, this country is not inferior to Novigrad in terms of prosperity, and its culture is open and does not discriminate against non-human beings. Race. And the Castle of Kelseren is under the snow-capped mountains, undisturbed by others."

"Close to the North Sea and rich in products."

"Come on," Seret immediately shook his head in denial, "getting into that snowy mountain, there might be another avalanche at any time, and everyone will be finished together."

"Huh?" Cohen's honest cheeks suddenly wrinkled into orange in disappointment.

"Gusvid is good." Oaks cooperated with his brothers tacitly, "Deep in the mountains and forests, undisturbed by people, on cliffs, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack."

"No, no, no, Guswyd is located in the southern border and is in danger of being affected by the war at any time." Vesemir stroked his beard and shook his head, "Besides, I remember you once said that Emperor Emhyr has always treated Guswyd. The German Fortress is watching with eager eyes!"

Geralt and Lambert exchanged a look and said at the same time, "Everyone, the facts are before us. The most suitable place to move to is the ancient sea fortress in the Blue Mountains in Kaedwen - Kyle... Mohan!"

The voices of the two were so excited that they were trembling slightly.

Going home.

Bring back a group of students.

The founder of the Wolf Faction would probably laugh his head off from his grave.

"Kaer Morhen is thousands of miles away from the Yaruga River, and Nilfgaard's army cannot defeat it."

"And the environment is quiet, the scenery is beautiful, and the products are rich. There is also the elemental ring that is indispensable for the trial of grass." Vesemir added with a smile on his face, "It is definitely a good place that you have to go!"

"Hey, four of you, you are blatantly bending the law for personal gain. Is this okay?" Oakes raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfied,

"You're openly jealous, man."

Lambert retorted.

"Everyone...brothers." Karl suddenly pursed his lips, with caution on his delicate face. This was the first time that apprentices participated in an internal meeting of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood as equals. After fighting side by side, all The demon hunter's attitude towards the five people has invisibly become closer and more trusting. "Old Roy... Roy hasn't come back yet, can we decide in private?"

Monty and Akamtom responded to the boss's words and nodded like hamsters.

A trace of worry appeared on everyone's faces.

"That little devil..." The worry in Leisuo's eyes flashed away, and then he shook his head and smiled to console himself, "Nine-nine percent of the time, there is no problem! He may be happy somewhere now. ~IndoMTL.com~ Your Excellency Gao Wen Didn't he say that he jumped into the portal and chased the female mage? He summoned the ice giant like Golfen..." Oaks rubbed his temples worriedly, "I'm afraid he has encountered a strong enemy!"

"Boom!"

Ochs’ words fell to the ground.

Suddenly there was a strong wind in the experiment.

A dark portal opened in the void.

A slender figure wearing tattered armor and a tired face jumped out, followed by a huge vulture that looked like its hair had been plucked.

"Gugu?"

Golfin shyly and obscenely hid behind his master and buried his head.

The heterochromatic pupils looked around.

A smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

"Roy!"

"Little devil!"

"You brat! You suddenly left the square, where did you go?"

"I'm relieved that everyone is safe and sound." Roy breathed a long sigh of relief, "I just went to deal with a troublesome person."

"Well, it was quite tricky. I was lucky enough to kill him this time."

"In short, from now on, Riens and the master behind him will not cause any more trouble to us!"

"What do you mean?" There was a hint of nervousness in Seret's tone, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes turned around.

"It's a long story!"

"Then why are you still standing there?" Leisuo threw a bottle of dwarf liquor at him and hooked his hand, "Why don't you tell me in detail?"

"I'm afraid I'll scare you if I tell you! Let's talk about something else first. Where's Coral and Kalkistan?" Roy sat in the middle of the crowd, drying the cracked tiger's mouth caused by excessive exertion, and smiled with relief. Nothing less, really good.

"The big man left a lot of valuable legacy, which needs experienced warlocks to receive it!"

"By the way, let me solve a trivial problem."