The Divine Hunter Chapter 9: The secret of the wine cellar

The two walked through the corridor paved with bearskin carpets. Under the light of candles, they could see the magnificently decorated hall.

Just within their reach, carefully maintained half-armours exuded an alluring light in a display cabinet, decorated with soft-colored vases and porcelain every few steps.

More than a dozen precious oil paintings hang on the four walls, most of which are portraits. Roy curiously identified them and found that one of them actually depicts the eradication of the usurper a few years ago and the restoration of Nilfgaard. Emhyr Emres, the powerful emperor of the German Empire.

Roy praised, "If you dare to collect the portrait of an enemy emperor in Aedirn, Sewell is a good flatterer."

"With the power of the dwarf, as long as he does not rebel, the local army can't do anything to him. It is normal for the dwarf to have a good impression of Emhyr. At least that guy does not discriminate against non-human races."

"I don't think so." Roy shook his head and his voice was imperceptible. "His Majesty the Emperor of the Southern Empire just wants to take advantage of the inhuman race." Both the demon hunters and the Scoia'tael will become victims of Emhyr's Northern Expedition. .

But now that Roy is here, he will not let the Viper School be foolishly used again.

The topic ended here, and the two continued to move forward.

At the entrance of the corridor leading from the hall to the second floor, two maids were watering the flowers in the vase. When Roy saw their appearance clearly, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. He wanted to laugh but suppressed it.

These are two dwarf maids.

Wearing a skirt, a short and fat figure, but with a beard that is no less thick than that of an adult man...a woman.

"Respect the customs of all races."

Lesuo whispered, took out a bag of white powder from the alchemy potion bag, and began to spread it around the room. As he sprinkled it, he explained to Roy, "This is dried black powder." Hellebore flower powder can stimulate some naughty guys and make them appear automatically."

Roy poked his nose curiously and sniffed around, "The faint fragrance... It is fragrant to humans, but it is unbearable to some creatures."

"You already have a clue? What is causing trouble for Sewell?"

Leso didn't answer, and took him through the hall on the first floor, then the guest room on the second floor, and the master bedroom on the third floor where Sewell was catching up on his sleep, searching them all.

"What have you discovered, your excellencies?" The awakened dwarf rubbed the dark circles under his eyes and yawned. Smelling the faint aroma of hellebore flowers in the air, he felt relaxed and happy, and the irritability he had been feeling disappeared.

"I haven't found it yet. By the way, except for the room on the third floor, are there any secret rooms in your house?"

Sewell frowned and remained silent.

Lesuo said in a stern tone, "This matter is related to whether the culprit can be found out, you must tell me!"

"If you don't catch the monster, there will be no refund!"

The dwarf rubbed his whip tightly with his right hand, and sighed after a long time, "That's all, I believe in the credibility of the snake sect demon hunters. It's not that I didn't want to say it just now, it's really a matter of great importance."

"Just next to the kitchen shelves on the first floor, there is a secret door leading...to the wine cellar."

The wine merchant’s wine cellar is his Achilles’ heel.

"Be careful when you search and don't damage my barrel."

His eyes flickered a little, and when he came out of the room, he held a key in his arms preciously, "I decided to accompany you to the wine cellar to inspect."

"No, give me the key. Just remember that the witcher is still searching downstairs. Go back and sleep for an hour and forget what happened now."

With a bewitching tone, Leisuo drew a seal with his right hand in front of the dwarf's eyes. The latter's eyes instantly lost focus and he handed the key to the big man in a dull manner. He returned to the bedroom and closed the door with a loud bang, snoring loudly. The sound started.

A trace of surprise flashed across Roy's face, "Did you hypnotize this guy?"

Leso said calmly, "He lied in front of the demon hunter. Sometimes in order to discover the truth, you have to learn to adapt to circumstances."

The two of them had Sewell's oracle and key, and came to the kitchen unimpeded and entered the cellar smoothly.

This is an extremely spacious cellar, even larger than the house upstairs. Roy estimates that its scope includes the courtyard and underground of the dwarf mansion.

The torches arranged in sequence on one side of the wall illuminate every corner of the cellar. In such a large cellar, all the wine is stored. There are round wooden wine barrels two up and two down, four in a group. , put up a conspicuous signboard, clearly stating the year and variety of each group.

Roy clicked his tongue in surprise and glanced around wildly.

"1259, wine."

"1258, mead."

"1257, nut wine."

The ones at the front are of lighter vintages, and the further in, the higher the vintages are.

"1200 years, Datura wine."

……

"1158, Everose Wine."

"This guy Sevier~IndoMTL.com~ won't move all the wine brewed by the dwarves to this basement. He even has wine that is hundreds of years old."

"Unfortunately, I don't like drinking."

Leso slapped Roy **** the shoulder with a fan-like slap, which made the latter grin. He said earnestly, "Only when you truly become a man will you understand the taste of fine wine."

"I don't want to be an alcoholic."

Two people couldn't walk through the huge wine cellar for half an hour, but less than ten minutes later, when Leisuo came to a row of 1198-year-old dwarf spirits, he suddenly stopped.

His nose twitched like a hound, then he stopped and touched the barrel with his thick palm and tapped it lightly a few times.

"Bang, bang, bang." Roy didn't hear anything, but his nose made a discovery.

"It smells like..."

Roy suddenly said something. With a perception of over 7, his sense of smell was also far superior to ordinary people. Near these barrels of wine, a very faint smell of rot lingered.

Lesuo glanced at him in surprise, "Ordinary people can't smell this smell at all."

But what he smelled was more accurate, "This is the smell of corpses. Human corpses, soaked in fifty years of dwarf spirits. The strong smell of alcohol has covered most of the smell. It's a pity that it can't deceive the demon hunter." People."

Roy's heart skipped a beat and he pointed at the barrel, "You mean there's a body hidden in the barrel?"

Leso nodded, his thick eyebrows raised like knives, "No wonder this Sevier Hogg wants to follow us to the cellar. It turns out he is afraid that we will discover the secrets in the barrel."

"When I first entered the house, I thought it was the little earth spirit playing a prank on him, but now it seems that things are not that simple."