The Divine Hunter Chapter 9: Willy Manor

The morning of November 13, 1261.

A heavy rain came unexpectedly.

The wind howled, and endless silver threads fell from the dark sky, covering the entire Nuo City.

Wearing a large black leather cloak, two figures, one tall and one short, shuttled through the water-filled streets.

If you look closely, you will find that all the rainwater that fell on the two people was bounced away by an invisible film, and a faint yellow light flickered. They were running quickly in the pouring rain, but strangely they did not touch any water. .

Ten minutes later.

The two came from the civilian area in the southeast of Nuo City to the north of Nuo City, outside a solemn and quiet courtyard.

A guard with thick cotton armor and a long sword on his waist leaned against the eaves to avoid the rain and reached out to stop the two men.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?!"

The cloaked man lifted his hood, revealing a young and handsome face with dark gold pupils.

"Snake sect demon hunters Roy and Leisuo had an appointment with Butler Bogot at the Vanilla Hotel yesterday and came to visit today."

The doorman with a sinister face took the gold-encrusted business card, squinted his cross-eyed eyes, looked at the two people up and down, and searched them repeatedly to make sure they did not carry any deadly weapons or dangerous props.

There was a knock on the door.

"Kaz——"

Two heavily armed guards opened the door, waved, and led the demon hunter onto a neat bluestone road.

Roy glanced at the surrounding walls from the corner of his eye - solid and tall.

In the sentry tower above the high wall, there was also a guard in a raincoat holding a crossbow on guard.

Focusing on the front of him, Dark Gold's pupils quietly became deep.

In addition to flower beds, the most numerous people in the spacious courtyard are armed men dressed in all kinds of strange ways. They wear cotton armor, chain mail, and even bare chests and hairy legs wearing turbans, holding long swords and daggers in their hands. One-handed axes, various weapons.

This group of people are all well-trained and elite players. Their average melee attributes of about 7 or 8 points are much higher than ordinary people, and they all have weapon specialization skills.

Roy roughly counted around twenty people, wandering outside the three main buildings on the left, middle and right, gathering under the eaves to take shelter from the rain. Their eyes looked at the witcher, full of anger and Defiant, almost glaring. Two uninvited guests were clearly not welcome.

This should be the aftermath of the last episode between Oaks and Seret.

In any case, the security of the entire mansion was beyond the witcher's expectation, and it was no less than any prison that held important criminals.

"The boss of the Willy Gang is really cautious."

After thinking about it, Roy felt relieved.

As one of the most prosperous cities in the world and one of the biggest bosses, Alphonse owns countless gray industries and is involved in dense chains of interests. Many people depend on him for their livelihood, but even more are eager to eat his flesh and blood. Or instead.

He must be vigilant at all times to maintain his own safety, even at home.

While continuing to observe the distribution of people in the manor, the two of them followed the leader obediently and arrived at an exquisite three-story villa with red bricks and green tiles in the center.

A middle-aged man with a gloomy face and well-dressed clothes came out4.

"Since the two masters are willing to come to the manor, they must have made the wisest decision." Boget smiled, stretched out his withered palm, and shook hands with the two of them affectionately, "Welcome to join Willy Big family, when the underground fighting competition starts in a few days and the two of you take down the fist of anger, I will let you understand what heaven is!"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and guided it inside. The demon hunter took off his cloak and handed it to the servant, entering a splendid and elegant place.

There is a soft, tough, brightly colored carpet under your feet. The comfortable touch makes people want to take off their shoes and socks and step on it with bare feet.

Look up.

The crystal magic lamp on the ceiling casts a warm yellow light, illuminating the walls covered with exquisite patterns. The walls are not uniform. They are decorated with "masterpieces" one after another, but they are not those hanging in ordinary noble families. Landscape oil painting, or portrait painting.

All are well-framed poems, including the masterpiece of the famous poet Dandelion——

"The Dilemma of Love"

"Moon Age"

There are also a few less elegant, absurd and weird poems——

Who is there "moo", "chirp", "woof" and "ah"?

The selfless cow is called "Moo",

The naughty monkey calls "chirp",

The loyal yellow dog is called "Woof",

Beautiful people, wake up spring in my bed!

——"The Cry", Alphonse Wiley. ”

Roy's eyelids twitched and he forcibly retracted his gaze. The corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly on the bald man's face.

"This is the saying that the more you lack something, the more you yearn for it?"

Obviously he has no artistic talent at all, but he holds regular gatherings for poetry lovers, which is arty and elegant.

Absolutely true love!

In addition to framed poems, in the corridor under the spiral escalator, beside the armed guards, there are also expensive works of art displayed from time to time, such as gorgeous plate armor on wooden shelves and rare ancient books in glass cabinets. All of them reveal Alphonse Willy’s astonishing wealth.

……

The housekeeper led the two of them to the rightmost office on the first floor, assigned the servant to light the fireplace, made two cups of steaming tea, and sat down across from the square table.

"Two masters, let's not talk nonsense. I will now introduce in detail the rules of the underground fighting competition, as well as the elite soldiers under the Butcher, Collector, and Beggar King. What are their strengths and weaknesses." Boget He said in a deep voice, "In order to ensure that the game is foolproof! These preparations are indispensable."

"Wait a moment..." Roy and Leisuo exchanged a look and retorted as planned, "Butler Bogot, I have some suggestions regarding the reward for the commission..."

"Oh," Boget's expression changed. He supported the desk with both hands and leaned forward in a posture full of pressure. "Let's talk about it. If it's not too much, I can agree on behalf of the boss. ”

"I'm sorry, my suggestion is about personal affairs. It's really hard for me to say it." Roy pursed his lips and looked embarrassed, "We must have a face-to-face interview with Boss Alphonse."

"This is the most basic respect. If it doesn't work, this cooperation will be terminated."

Boget moved closer to the wicker chair, rubbing his chin and thinking for a moment.

"I have to ask the boss for permission on this request. In addition, even if he agrees..." He glanced at the silent bald man, "Master Lei Suo must stay."

"You can only be alone!"

Boget thought, an unarmed young demon hunter, surrounded by many people, could not make any waves. ~IndoMTL.com~ Roy agreed happily, and five minutes later, he followed the housekeeper out of the central building, entered the house on the left, and went straight to the third floor.

While going up the spiral escalator, Roy vaguely heard a heavy gasp and a woman's scream coming from a house on the second floor.

When he reached the room in the center of the third floor, the screams turned into wailing, a weak wailing. Who is suffering?

The witcher couldn't help but frown.

"I made you laugh, Master..." Boget noticed the change in his expression, "The young master is young, more willful, and occasionally overplays, don't worry about it."

"Kaz——" the door opens,

The dim light illuminated a gorgeously decorated room.

A figure sitting on a swivel chair with his back to the demon hunter came into view.

Beside him, there were five soldiers and a warlock.