The Divine Hunter Chapter 6: Leave

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"What clues did you ask for?"

The bald man bowed his back slightly towards the witcher and asked in a flattering manner,

"Unfortunately, these children are too shy, like a group of shrinking tortoises, shrinking into their shells at the slightest sign of trouble. I didn't have time to ask." Arkham clamped the rag dolls in the box. He leaned on his elbow and looked at the bald man's face. The morning light showed the thick soft hair on his face, but there was no expression of relief.

He is not worried about the witcher's private inquiries,

"Your Excellency Karl has eliminated the suspicion of Priest Xinni. There is not even a hair left on the two monsters, so is it impossible to complete the purification before dark today?"

"Then it depends on how cooperative you are!"

"Just ask, I promise to tell you everything!"

Arkham thought for a while,

"Just now I saw a girl with blond hair and brown eyes, about fifteen years old. She reminded me of a friend, so I was a little curious about her life experience and how she came to the temple."

"A poor little girl, Angoulin," although the big man wondered why he asked this digression, he answered honestly, "a female noble gave birth to her secretly. It's a pity that this mother's vanity far outweighs her responsibility. He was unwilling to show any tenderness to his illegitimate daughter, so he took her to a distant relative in Soden for foster care when she was five or six years old..."

"No wonder this girl is so wary."

Arkham deeply agrees with this. Children who are separated from their parents are like rootless duckweeds. Even if they are cared for by distant relatives, they can at most barely survive starvation. If their relatives are harsh and mean, their situation will even be worse than that of a street child.

In comparison, I am much luckier. I was absorbed into the Demon Hunter Brotherhood and transformed from a snot-nosed little kid into a powerful warrior, possessing the power to protect myself and survive in troubled times.

Practice limited justice!

"Later the Nilfgaardian army invaded the north, bpbpThe Battle of Sodden Mountain broke out, and that area was affected by the war. During the war, no one could say what would happen tomorrow, so their family fled to the north. Weir and Powis."

The bald man looked outside the courtyard fence. bpbp A bush of kale was blooming tenaciously in the cold morning breeze, and a rose-red wave rippled in the white snow.

"It was a long journey. bpbp They suffered a lot from hunger and pain. When passing through the pine forest area, the family felt that they could not feed Angouleme even in the city. The little girl who was only twelve years old at the time was Treated as a burden, bpbp was discarded at the gate of the temple..."

The big man wiped the almost non-existent tears at the corner of his eyes in a womanish manner, "All her relatives abandoned her, and she chose to fall into the arms of my Lord. This ended the bumpy and wandering fate."

He opened his arms towards the dormitory and said with emotion,

"Now that she has a stable life, bpbp me, Ms. Daisy, and Brother Dino, bpbp are definitely much more responsible and reliable than her unqualified mother and unscrupulous distant relatives!"

"So she was abandoned twice?"

"Is it weird? All the children here have similar experiences. bpbp lost their families in the war and became orphans. bpbp or the family went bankrupt and their parents were unable to raise them. bpbp lived on the streets and in the wilderness. To be honest, bpbp More than one-third of them were abandoned twice, bpbp even one boy was abandoned three times!"

"But the temple accepted them kindly and selflessly." The big man said categorically, "If the children never leave and firmly believe in our Lord, bpbp this will be their lifelong home, bpbp I, Dino, Daisy Priest is their forever family!"

Arkham felt a little conflicted. His intuition told him that the big man's statement came from the bottom of his heart, but Angouleme didn't like the Lebiuda Temple that much before.

"I can see that you have no talent in taking care of children. bpbp has raised them to be as timid as mice."

"That's not all our responsibility, bpbp" Bruzi slowed down his speech and rubbed his neck, bpbp "The children suffered too many sins before entering the temple, bpbp The harsh environment has greatly hurt Their young minds and bodies lead to such a cautious character. There is an old saying, bpbpSometimes the shadow of childhood will shadow your life."

The big man stopped talking and looked not far away. bpbp Karl, the priestess, and Dino, who were carrying a bag containing corpses, finished their discussion and walked out of the house side by side. Karl shook his head at his companions regretfully. Obviously, there was nothing to talk about. Harvest, but the latter secretly winked at him.

Arkham got a lot of inspiration from Angouleme, such as the puppet she mentioned at the end, and the tattoo of Black Greba... But there are still many doubts that remain unclear.

He instead suggested visiting the temple.

The priestess happily agreed and accompanied the two people to visit all the building courtyards, kitchens, halls, washrooms, toilets, and prayer rooms. The process was lackluster. Even if the witcher's senses were fully activated, they could not find a single paw print. Or cobwebs.

Everything is fine.

Finally, it’s time to visit the children’s dormitories.

Arkham took the opportunity to make another request, "I told Angouleme before that I had no chance to communicate with other children. They are very afraid of life. Priest Daisy, please summon them."

The woman combed her hair and begged,

"No problem, but I hope you two can be gentler and more considerate. Fate has placed too much blame on them, and they shouldn't suffer any more harm!"

"Don't worry, we were once orphans and understand the pain," Akam and Carl said in unison,

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In the snow-covered white courtyard, ten children lined up in a square formation under the eaves.

Arkham saw the familiar Angoulan at the end of the team. The girl stretched her neck and stared at the horses in the shack, ignoring the two demon hunters.

The rest of the children looked timid and had hunched shoulders. Under their colorful and worn-out cotton-padded jackets, their malnourished bodies were as thin as bamboo poles and slightly hunched over.

The scrutiny of the two strangers made them restless, their eyes flickered, they pinched their hands, turned their toes, grinded their teeth, and made all kinds of strange things.

The priestess stood in a robe among the children. Several children crowded around her, pulling on her skirts and corners, and were very close to her, just like children relying on their mother.

"Children, for the sake of the safety of the temple, you must answer the questions of the two masters honestly! If whose answer can help catch the murderer, there will be an extra potato for dinner!"

After these words, the eyes on the pale and restless little faces became brighter, with a hint of expectation.

Arkham didn't talk nonsense, he held the puppet high and looked around, "Has anyone seen it?"

A patch of little heads swayed like dragonflies across the lake.

"Say it, man."

Arkham pointed at the boy at the head of the team, with a few small freckles dotting the bridge of his nose. He didn't look very smart, and was as skinny and small as a chicken.

The moment he was called, he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

"Du Lan, say it louder like a man!" The bald man pushed him out of the crowd with his giant palms like cattail leaf fans.

Cold sweat appeared on the boy's forehead, he scratched his head and ears nervously, looked left and right, and shook his head,

"No, never seen it!"

There was a hint of crying in his tone, and he looked towards his companions for help, but this caused a group of people to retreat, isolating him.

"Poor boy, don't be afraid, we won't chop your head off, come here and talk," Arkham waved to him seemingly casually, waiting for him to slowly approach, the three temple managers When the person's position fell behind him.

With lightning speed, Akam stretched out his left hand to hold down his left cuff, and held his thin little hand with his right hand, using both hands to exert force lightly and quickly.

Hiddenly and quickly, he opened his sleeves, glanced at them, and immediately closed them

Valley lpa black Grayba!

Dark spider web tattoo!

The whole process was so silent that even the boy himself didn't notice it. Others only saw Arkham stuff a piece of dried meat into the boy's palm.

"Eat, this is your gift. Are you comfortable? What is your name, how old are you, and how many years have you been in the temple?"

"Lampaya, twelve years old...well...I, I have been here for four years."

"So during this period, was the temple attacked by anything that invaded from the outside? Think about it carefully."

Arkham raised his voice to make sure everyone could hear it,

"Maybe you can't name them? Let me give you a hint, bobcat, snow leopard, giant tarantula, or similar animals!"

Lampaya suddenly looked back at Priest Daisy, getting encouragement from her mother-like smile, and said tremblingly,

"No, if...if I had seen those things, I would definitely have an impression that I would never forget!"

Arkham nodded, raised his chin, let him return to the crowd, and exchanged a look with Karl again.

"Does anyone have any other answers?"

Two pairs of amber vertical pupils scanned the crowd: a tall and thin man with gray hair, a short man with a flat nose and buck teeth, and a silly little girl with braids... The children who were swept away were Like a little quail blown by the cold wind, it trembles and shakes its head.

"Is it time for you two to believe us?" Dino said, stroking his lush beard, "No one has ever seen a cat, spider!"

"That unfortunate accident," Bruzzi agreed, "has completely gone away without leaving a trace. Let the past pass. The most urgent thing is to find other ways to purify these two bodies on your back. Skeletons."

"Maybe you are right." Arkham pondered, "But there is another possibility!"

His voice paused and then became penetrating and touching,

"Children, is there something threatening you, forcing you to tell the truth?!"

"See the swords behind us?"

"The hundreds of monsters that stood in front of us were all killed by the sword." Karl said in a sonorous and powerful tone, "You can just say it, we are responsible for your safety!"

In an instant, the sound of needle drops could be heard in the courtyard, with only the gentle breeze blowing and the dancing snowflakes.

The children's faces were pale, they held their breath and were silent, and lowered their heads one after another.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency!" The bald man showed a ridiculous expression. He was deeply hurt by this question. The respect and flattery on his face disappeared, and a pair of copper bell eyes burst out with anger, "We almost We have done everything we asked you to do, and you are still questioning us? Doubting our sincere devotion to these children?!"

"You misunderstood, I didn't necessarily mean you, I meant something lurking in the dark, do you understand?"

"Why are you still unwilling to believe us?"

Deep sadness appeared on Daisy's fair and pretty face, tears welled up in her eyes, and her shoulders trembled,

"Is it wrong for us to take in these orphans, work hard to feed them, and educate them?"

"In the eyes of you demon hunters, is everything so sharp and black and white? It's either justice~IndoMTL.com~ or evil!"

At this moment, the children around her seemed to be strongly stimulated.

All the timidity on his face disappeared and became tense, showing disgust and anger.

Some kind of invisible force drove them to surround the two demon hunters step by step.

A dozen pairs of eyes glared at them and gnashed their teeth.

Including Angoulin, but there was clearly a trace of pleading on her twisted face.

"Let's go, witcher!"

The young and sharp voices came one after another, passing through the quiet courtyard, shaking the pine branches and making the snow fall to the ground!

"Don't slander our family!"

"You are not welcome in the temple!"

They roared and shouted at the top of their lungs!

"Leave!"

"Leave!"

Arkham and Karl were at the center of the torrent, and their faces turned pale for a moment.

With just a swing of the sword, these fragile flesh and blood bodies will wither in an instant.

But they seemed to be facing an unstoppable tsunami, retreating step by step, almost retreating into the stable.

A scene from a few years ago occurred in their minds. All the brothers and sisters of Gawain's family faced the Eternal Fire, the Beggar King, and the Butcher's team on the outskirts of Novigrad, blocking the way of the Demon Hunter teacher. situation.

How similar.

They were so unhesitating at that time, but are the two really the same?

Is it wrong for us to get to the bottom of it?

Did the two children in the cellar die in vain?

Are the struggles and entanglements in Angoulin fake? Just give up?

No, he had other options.

"Sorry!" Carl took a few deep breaths, forced himself to stay calm, and looked at each other with Arkham, whose face turned pale.

"We'll leave right away!"

"Let's leave immediately!"

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