The Divine Hunter Chapter 6: Eddesberg

A huge city wall more than thirty feet high formed the last line of defense in the southern part of the Kingdom of Aedirn, the city of Edsbog.

Guarded by Leiria and Rivia to the east, and the Mahakam Mountains, a natural protective belt, to the west, Edsberg's easy-to-defend but difficult-to-attack terrain is a huge obstacle to the Nilfgaardian army's northern expedition.

In front of this fortress, there is an artificially dug moat, and a heavily guarded bridge on the river connects to the city.

People were coming and going on the bridge. Farmers going to the market, horse-drawn carriages full of goods, and travelers from far away were all queuing up for inspection. In the vast wilderness behind them, there were dotted with trees for Edsbo. Dozens of small villages provide supplies.

"Snake sect demon hunter Leitho?"

"Yes."

"Be honest with me when you enter the city. The rebels have been annoying enough lately. Don't make it more trouble. Do you understand?" The soldier holding a halberd in one hand turned around the big man suspiciously. The front of the bright armor is inlaid with a coat of arms consisting of two right angles, one red and one yellow, directly superimposed.

Looking like a flaming arrow, this is the coat of arms of the Kingdom of Aedirn.

After checking the pass in the big man's hand, the soldier turned to the thin figure behind him and asked, "Is this child with you?"

"Yes."

"Who is he to you?"

"His name is Roy. He is my employer. He comes from the village of Lower Posadacaye and went to Edsberg to visit his relatives."

"Hmm..." Maybe it was Roy's delicate face and thin body that didn't look too threatening, so the soldier let him go without asking too much.

Roy, a child from the countryside, entered the big city of Edsberg in a different world for the first time. Nowadays, the revolutionary forces are in full swing, but it has not greatly affected its original prosperity and bustle.

Behind the tall city gate, there was a bustling commercial street. Their ears were filled with all kinds of shouts. There were all kinds of shops in front of them, and there was a constant flow of people passing by.

The shortest houses here are all taller and more luxurious than the mayor's house in Kaye Village. They generally have pointed arches, carved windows, and tall and large round domes.

The walls are often decorated with complex and changeable arc-shaped patterns, which are as exquisite as works of art.

Roy, who had become accustomed to the quiet atmosphere in the wilderness, was momentarily trance-like. He felt like he had arrived in post-Renaissance Europe.

Unfortunately, during the First Northern War, the city of Edsberg will be invaded by the Nilfgaardian army. How much of this grand scene can be preserved?

Lesuo shook his head, thinking he was shocked by the prosperity of the big city.

The two of them walked through the street behind the city gate, and their vision broadened in vain, and then their eyes lit up.

In the middle of the road paved with bluestones, a small fountain square appeared.

In the center of the fountain stands a seven-foot-high statue on the stone platform - an old man wearing a simple cloth, with wise eyes and a thick beard.

Surrounded by people talking loudly, most of them were holding books and seemed to be discussing academic issues. They were dressed much more gorgeously than ordinary citizens, wearing hats and many exquisite trinkets. Even the shoes under their feet were carefully taken care of. Spotless.

Nearby, groups of heavily armed soldiers patrolled by.

"Who is this statue?"

"This is the prophet Lebiuda, representing broad wisdom. He has many believers in Edsberg." Leisuo added without emotion, "Most of the people gathered here are He is the son of a businessman and a small noble. The real common people are still working hard to make a living."

Roy quickly flipped through the memories in his mind. He knew about Prophet Lebioda before. At first, he was just a traveling speaker, preaching his philosophical thoughts and wisdom everywhere, relying on his extraordinary personal charm and eloquence. , attracting countless believers who admire his words and ideas. His reputation is very loud in the Northern Kingdom, not only humans, but even dwarves look up to him.

He gradually became revered as a saint, prophet, and seer. Now, many years after his death, he is even enshrined as a **** in the temple of the prophet.

When it comes to religion, Roy has to think of a notorious church in later generations, "Isn't the most famous religion in the north now the Church of Eternal Fire?"

Leso explained patiently, "The Eternal Fire is mainly popular in Vizima, the capital of Temeria, and the free city of Novigrad. In recent years, the teachings of the Eternal Fire have become more discriminatory against non-human groups and have become Even more extreme. Although there are many supporters, it is also despised by many humans, as well as dwarves, elves and other non-human groups."

Roy knew that after the coronation of the hard-hearted Radovid, the entire Redania would be shrouded in the light of the eternal fire. At that time, the eternal fire not only discriminated against non-human races such as dwarves and elves, but even hunted demons. People and sorcerers were hunted and killed.

But this was several years later.

"Edsberg is adjacent to the Mahakam Mountains, and Mahakam is the hometown of the dwarves. The dwarves brought the ores and products from the mountains to the city for bulk trading, forming a huge force." Reso said, "The power of the dwarves will not allow the eternal fire to take root around their home."

"That's not bad," Roy muttered, "Where should we go next?"

"After traveling for a week, let's rest in the city for a few days and check out the situation."

Wors Tavern, Edsberg City Center District.

Reso boldly ordered a row of wines of different colors - dwarf spirits, cherry wine, datura wine...

A dozen glasses were lined up on the wine table, but he drank by himself slowly. Every time he took a sip of wine, he squinted his eyes and took a breath in contentment, as if he was enjoying the supreme delicacy.

I only occasionally opened my amber eyes and glanced at the noisy crowd in the tavern.

Coolies, vegetable farmers, small businessmen, and local gangsters all have fun here, regardless of high or low.

And where is Roy?

When he arrived at the tavern, Roy suddenly found that his desire was about to move.

Gwent card addiction breaks out!

He took out the Skellige deck given to him by Old Jack and moved to a table of people who were shouting and playing cards.

Because he had the super bodyguard of the Demon Hunter by his side, he dared to show off his skills.

"Hey! Man, if you lose this one, how about I play instead."

"Go away, you little brat!" A middle-aged man wearing a turban glared at Roy with disdain until Roy showed a neat set of Gwent cards.

Rare cards are like magnets that attract the attention of all players present.

The eyes everyone looked at him instantly became extremely hot, as if they were looking at a lamb being delivered to their door.

Roy sat on the chair, smiled faintly, and said seductively, "Do you want my rare cards? If you want, I can give them all to you! Come play cards, I will put all the cards here. , waiting for you to win!"

This time, he plans to win more money. Consumption in big cities is not cheap. ~IndoMTL.com~Having this great deck of cards, coupled with my extensive experience...covert cheats. ”

Leso, on the other side, had a faint red glow on his face after drinking nearly twenty glasses of wine, one liter at a time.

Even a demon hunter with superhuman physical strength, his eyes become hazy under the devastation of various degrees of wine.

But no one knew whether he was really drunk, not even himself.

The demon hunter, who carries a long sword and has cat-like eyes, keeps most ordinary people at a distance. Some look at him with disdain, but they dare not come forward to harass him.

Leso's body shape and appearance are so intimidating, with "not to be trifled with" written all over his body.

Not everyone is the group of attackers outside the city who dare to risk their lives to provoke the demon hunters.

Except one.

A woman walked towards him coquettishly, took the bald man's arm in a familiar manner, and whispered something in his ear with a clear breath.

"Kid," Leisuo suddenly called out to the crowd. When the young man turned his head and looked at him in astonishment, he grinned widely, revealing his white teeth, "How about you stay downstairs for a while?"

What else can Roy say? He nodded helplessly and watched the two people leaning on each other go upstairs.

This woman has a very unique aesthetic. She is actually interested in bald and muscular men. No, she probably smelled Kraang from Reso.

"I don't know how to restrain myself in front of apprentices." However, after Roy thought about it, he could still understand that in just one week, he had killed water ghosts and killed more than a dozen people outside the city.

It is inevitable that you will be stressed, and you need a way to relax and vent.

Roy chose Quint, and Reso chose drinks and women.

That's all.