The Divine Hunter Chapter 5: Roof

Late at night, the residential area along the river in Nuocheng was completely quiet, with no lights visible except for a few stars.

Roy stood on the rooftop and looked at the twinkling lights of the business district across the river. He danced his sword casually with one hand, and with the other hand, magic flames danced flexibly on his fingertips, like an exquisite magic show.

In the sky above our heads, the air flow was surging, and in the depths of the dark night, a beast the size of a calf with the head of a eagle and the body of a lion could be faintly seen circling happily.

"Tap-tat..." Suddenly footsteps sounded, Roy's expression changed, and he telepathically gave an order. The gryphon above his head immediately flew into the distant sky and disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, a figure in cool clothes climbed up the stairs to the roof, walked directly to him with two slender and toned thighs, and sat down next to him, with his calves hanging down from the eaves, dangling comfortably.

"The Willy Gang probably won't cause trouble tonight."

Candy pulled back her hair at the temples. The originally slightly heroic facial lines and the gorgeous tattoos on the side of her face became more graceful in the hazy night. At this moment, her brown eyes showed a trace of concern.

"Go down and rest, Roy, and chat with your family. I'll watch over the rest of the time for you."

This young Snake sect member has been separated from his family for more than a year, so he should have endless topics to talk about and old memories to talk about.

The truth is exactly the opposite. He didn't communicate much with the old Moore couple and his babbling brother. Most of the time he just listened to the old couple nagging and asking questions and answered passively.

Until Xiao Mino was made to cry for some reason and the old couple were busy coaxing the child, he took the opportunity and hurried up to the roof.

"Thank you for your concern, but I don't have any problem. I just want to sit for a while and enjoy the air." Roy felt the warmth of Ms. Zerikan's body close to her arms and also began to swing her dangling feet.

After meeting his parents, he felt quite conflicted.

It seems to be the so-called "fear of being close to home".

In particular, he noticed that when old Moore with gray temples faced him, there was a hint of flattery and caution on his wrinkled old face.

He felt inexplicably sore, and fled to the roof at a loss.

But after the cold wind blew for a long time, he also figured out that no matter what, he wanted his family to live peacefully and happily, even without his participation.

"Candila, now that you have arrived in Novigrad, what are your plans next? Go back to your old job and find a local performance team to make a name for yourself?"

From Baron La Valetti to Novigrad, the witchers and Ms. Cantilla got along well with each other, drinking and chatting without any taboos, just like old friends for many years.

But you can't keep a woman by your side all the time. That makes Roy feel weird.

And the journey always has an end, and everyone has their own path.

"You can't wait to drive me away?!" The woman stared dissatisfied with her almond-shaped eyes, and her pretty face suddenly came forward and almost kissed Roy's face.

The hot breath exhaled from his mouth and nose made his cheeks itch.

"How can I drive away a friend? You can stay as long as you like!" Roy turned his head and pretended to sigh, "But you have also seen what happened today. Why did we arrive here just because of my personal Things that are at odds with the Willy Gang, one of the four major gangs, cannot be a drag on you."

"Zerikan women are never deserters, and they are not afraid of fighting!" Cantila puffed out her strong chest, "If those bullies dare to come to the door, my sword will be exposed to blood!"

The woman's pretty face tightened, she pulled out the short knife behind her leather boots, and twirled her arms neatly.

"This battle has nothing to do with you."

"Have you forgotten how you saved Evelyn and me in La Valetti?" Cantilla pursed her lips and turned her brown eyes to the witcher, with a hint of determination in them, "I owe you Save your life! Don’t try to drive me away until you pay me back!”

"Uh...how do we pay it off?" Roy choked, feeling like he had become a debtor.

"I didn't give you suggestions. The best solution is that you accept a free mercenary, and I will naturally obey 'all' instructions." Cantila suddenly grabbed his right arm tightly in her arms. Inside, he licked his red lips, his brown eyes flashing with strange brilliance, "Or, turn me into the same kind? Oaks has carefully analyzed it for me. As long as I take the green herbal medicine, there is a certain chance of successful transformation."

"That guy knows how to cause trouble!" Roy gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, suppressing the urge to move in his heart, "He is talking nonsense. Women cannot become demon hunters, at least for the Snake Sect, not to mention your age. I’m a bit older too, taking grass decoction is tantamount to committing suicide... Don’t be angry! I’m talking about a **-year-old child!”

"That's a pity." Cantila lowered her head and sighed.

"Well, you still stay, but you have to help me take care of old Moore, Susie and little Mino. Especially when I'm not around."

"No problem, I promise no one can hurt them! Unless they step on my body!" The woman noticed his softened attitude, curved her mouth, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and hugged her arms tighter. Her delicate body pressed against his shoulder and moved into his arms.

The night breeze was gentle and silent at this time.

The two of them just sat side by side on the roof, enjoying the cold wind, shaking their legs, and enjoying a moment of tranquility.

But Roy felt inexplicably guilty, and always had a terrifying illusion - a space door would suddenly open behind him, and a gorgeous woman in fiery red would jump out of it, and with a spell, she would turn into a mouse and rush into the sewer.

……

"Cough, cough..." amid the sudden coughing sound,

Roy jumped up in a ghostly figure, turned around and took a look, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, he was angry and funny.

Not far behind him, Furius was wearing sunglasses and crossing his chest with his hands, looking like he was watching a good show.

"Cat Vulture, can you stop being so elusive every time?" Roy said, "At least make some noise and give a hint, okay?"

"You have also practiced a few moves of Mao style swordsmanship. You should understand that the trick is to be silent. This is the sequelae of assassinations in the past. I have developed a habit after practicing for decades, and I can't change it. "The cat vulture took off his sunglasses, his gray-green eyes showing a hint of apology. "But I definitely didn't mean to disturb you two..."

"It's nothing, don't bother me!" Roy quickly changed the subject, "What's the matter with you suddenly coming here? Carl?"

"The little monkey has gone to sleep..." The cat vulture walked to Roy's left hand and squatted down, like a beast licking its hair, "I'm looking for you this time mainly to inform you of one thing, Oaks, Seret , Leisuo already knows."

"In a few days, I should take the students away from the team. Novigrad is a good place. You can buy everything you want, and there are no nobles dictating above your head." Furius Looking through the night, looking at the Temple Island in the distance, "It's time to start the next stage, higher intensity training. In three months, when the little monkey drinks the premedication, he will officially enter the green grass trial."

The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

After just a few months of getting along, Cat Vulture has left a deep impression on Roy's mind - cold on the outside, cold and a little arrogant on the inside, not very good at expressing emotions like Lei Suo, a ruthless person Activists.

Roy gradually got used to the days when four snakes and one cat lived together.

When I suddenly talked about leaving, I couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

It's not like he hasn't thought about it. If he can get a positive answer from the Wolf Faction, he will call the Cat Vulture to visit Kaer Morhen together.

But the Cat Faction's reputation is there, so bringing him there without permission would be disrespectful to the Wolf Faction.

Candila's pretty face was also a little sad. She walked quietly behind Roy, placed her chin on his shoulder, and stared at the cat-sect demon hunter.

"When will you leave?"

"When the trouble here is solved...whenever you are ready to take action, remember to call me!"

"Did you see it?"

"Boy, this afternoon you just had 'I want to kill' written on your face. Even a blind man can feel it." Furius showed a cold look on his face, "If it were me, whoever dared to touch the little monkey would definitely be punished. Destroy his whole family!"

"Okay, I'll call you when the time comes."

"By the way, I have discussed with Old Moore that the third building next to this house is still vacant and the rent is not expensive. When the time comes, I will bring the little monkey to move in."

"Are you serious?"

This guy came here seriously to tell him that he was about to leave the team, but ended up renting a house not far from his father.

We can meet each other just outside the door.

Isn't this a joke?

But he suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be that the cat vulture rented so close to help take care of Old Moore?

The more I think about it, the more possible it becomes.

Roy was both moved and helpless. He couldn't help but reach out and punch the cat-sect witcher in the chest.

The opponent's eyelids twitched, his face tightened, and he forcibly suppressed his instinctive reaction.

"Have you collected all the ingredients for the grass decoction? That thing is not simple." Roy paused, "Just tell me if you need any ingredients, you're welcome, let's figure it out together."

"There is indeed a lack of several common-level mutation inducers, but the problem is not big. We should be able to get them in a while. After all, the formula of Mao School is less complicated than other schools of thought." Gray-green eyes There was a flash of sadness, "To a certain extent, it is an incomplete formula."

Roy has heard about this for a long time. The herbal medicine of the Cat School has huge hidden dangers at the beginning of its creation. Even if the tester survives it, it is easy to leave sequelae~IndoMTL.com~Suffer from various mental illnesses , becoming insensitive, crazy, and even dementia...

However, the Cat Pie recipe also has unique features, such as the ability to transform elves and female witchers.

"No matter which school of thought," Roy thought carefully for a moment, "before starting the Green Grass Trial, it is best to find a professional to assist you to minimize the side effects. Do you have a familiar spellcaster?"

Cat Vulture was stunned by the question and remained silent for a long time.

He has always been a loner, but he has had a few concubines, and he has killed many warlocks, but none of them have a harmonious relationship.

"If you don't mind, maybe I can invite an assistant - a sorceress with rich experience and skillful skills?" Roy's heart moved, "She once helped me at the Temple of Elland Meriteli. Presided over the Green Grass Trial Ceremony."

"Man..." the Cat Faction Demon Hunter looked moved, "If you can find such a person, then I owe you a huge favor!"

Roy smiled.

Otherwise, how could I have the nerve to speak?