God-level Demon Hunter

"That's slander!" Cantila said smugly, "Roy, demon hunters are best at analysis and investigation, and you have also been with Amos, do you think he looks like an evil wizard, what can you say to release people? Sleeping spells? What a joke!"

The stake trembled slightly under her fierce struggle.

"Calm down, Cantila...Of course I believe you!" Roy reassured, "Amos may be a scapegoat...but I need more information to analyze and judge."

"Try to be as detailed as possible, tell me about your experience of coming to the Barony of La Valette..."

"Cough, cough..."

"Damn! This rope is trying to hoop people to death, let me relax for you..." Roy gently tugged the hemp rope on the stake.

But Evelyn smiled weakly, "Don't worry, Roy, I've been tied up for more than a month, and I'm already used to it... Now let me tell you the ins and outs of this incident."

The elf lady looked at the sky and began to tell a story.

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"After we parted from you in Ireland last time, we passed through Vizima, Houltburg, and Dorndale, and came to the Barony of La Valette. It was about two months ago. The Barony performs acrobatics for the merchants passing by the White Bridge to earn some living expenses."

"Later, an unexpected good thing came to us... Baron Baron's butler took a fancy to our wonderful performance and hired us to perform in the baron's castle to celebrate the birth of the baron's youngest daughter..."

"Marie Louisa's daughter, Mademoiselle Anais?"

"Yes... Baron Baron in his 50s. He is old and a woman, and he regards it as a treasure." The corners of Aveline's mouth slightly curved, as if recalling the beautiful scene back then, "He entertained all the distinguished guests in the castle."

"Everything went very well... that night, we presented a near-perfect performance to the baron's distinguished guests..."

Cantila interjected, "I promise, Roy, that was the best performance since Captain Aaron passed away..."

"Wait..." Roy interrupted the two eagerly, "did you see a middle-aged man with short reddish-brown hair and amber eyes during the performance? So much respect to him..."

Counting the time, more than a month ago, it was the day when Foltest left Vizima.

Will he come to the baron to visit his newborn illegitimate daughter?

Evelyn pursed her lips, pondered for a moment, and a gleam of understanding flashed in her bright eyes, "Yes, Roy, I remember...I saw a middle-aged man with reddish-brown hair that night, Very majestic and serious, Baron Baron always laughed with him, taking care of him more thoughtfully than his wife and children."

"At that time we were thinking that he must be some high-ranking official in the Kingdom of Temeria, or a relative of the royal family."

Cantila also nodded, confirming what her friend said.

"You can grow grass on Baron Baron's head." Roy complained in his heart, but the lovely Flynn and Cantila seemed completely ignorant of this. "You continue, and then?"

"The accident happened very hastily...without warning." Evelyn recalled, "We rested in the side hall after the performance, and Master Arian was very interested in Amos's Gwent card magic, pestering Him, call him out alone for advice... At that time, many people noticed their movements."

"Then—" Aveline's mellow tone stopped, a trace of fear appeared in her eyes, "an accident happened, we only heard the scream of the maid... Everyone rushed out of the hall and found a bed in a bedroom. Master Arian remained motionless on the ground, and Amos disappeared without a trace."

The elf lady's pretty face showed deep doubts.

She never figured out where her companion went.

"It doesn't make sense..." Roy rubbed his brows, "Amos has no motive for making a move."

"The precious ornaments on Master Ariane's body are gone... Some people say that Amos committed this heinous crime because he was greedy for property."

Cantila stared at the witcher and said sincerely, "We have been together for several years, we know that Amos is definitely not a fool! He is a bit greedy for money, but he will never make a move on that occasion, he will not If you are so stupid as to offend a baron and cut off your own retreat, you will be wanted by the entire Temeria!"

"What's more, his behavior is so conspicuous, there is no way to hide it!"

"I agree, he is definitely not a fool." Roy said solemnly, "Besides...he doesn't know the so-called Maleficent Curse..."

A long time ago, he observed the information of Quint performers, normal human beings.

After speaking, Roy fell into deep thought, straightening out the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

"I understand the general situation... If I'm not wrong, Amos should be used as a scapegoat... Cough, cough... We need solid evidence, and we must go to the baron's castle." There was a pause, and the dark gold pupils swept across three embarrassed acquaintances.

"Now I'm going to talk to the officer and get you off this damn post... let's go to the castle together."

Chapter 4 The Baron

"Roy, why did you come to La Valette all of a sudden?" Aveline's warm catkin strangled the witcher's shoulders with difficulty, and slowly moved her body under his support.

There are too many injuries on her body, and she will accidentally pull the wounds during the dawdling, and her red lips are tightly pursed in pain.

"We are going to cross the White Bridge to Novigrad..." The witcher gently wrapped her arms around her slender waist, supporting her bony body. pointed chin.

Lady Elf's injuries were severe, as the constant torture and malnutrition wrecked her body.

Judging from Roy's medical knowledge gained from herbal medicine, even if the wounds on her body's surface heal in the future, troublesome sequelae such as rheumatism will remain, unless a warlock proficient in healing magic takes action.

But Evelyn was completely unaware of these dire conditions.

"Novigrad in Redania? I heard that there is the headquarters of the Eternal Flame stationed there, and it is quite unfriendly to non-human races." Evelyn is also quietly observing the witcher, and the changes are indeed great. There is no such youthful and ignorant temperament as before.

"It should be called Novigrad, the city of freedom..." Roy shook his palm in front of her and explained, "Although Novigrad is located in Redania, since the representative of the Kingdom of Temeria many years ago After negotiating with Radovid III, it became a free city, belonging to neither side, thus saving the face of both countries at the same time."

"As for the Eternal Flame..." His tone became colder, "It's fine if these religious lunatics don't come to provoke me, otherwise my companions and I will let them understand that demon hunters can't just be bullied!"

Now without the support of "Radovid V with a heart of stone", the Eternal Flame is far less arrogant than the later generations.

"Are you going to show off your skills in Novigrad?" Evelyn looked around, and there were more than a dozen soldiers and officers on guard, as well as the demon hunter Leso.

Roy persuaded the Oaks brothers and Fliers master and apprentice to find a hotel to settle down and install horses. After all, this time it was an investigation, not a battle, and so many people would not be needed.

The elf lady saw a total of six witchers, the only ones she had ever seen in her life.

"That's true," Roy said truthfully after a moment of silence, "but there is one more important thing to do. I have to meet my parents. I haven't seen them for more than a year since I started traveling with Lei Suo. I don't know how they are doing in Novigrad?"

"I remember when you said that your parents died?" Aveline stared at the witcher without blinking her beautiful eyes.

"Uh... this... just treat what you said last time as a white lie..." Roy hesitated for a while, and Cantila, who was walking next to the two, couldn't help but interjected and successfully transferred topic.

"Witch hunters also have parents?"

This stubborn and independent Zerikhan woman refused the witcher's help, dragging her scarred body and moving her slender and muscular thighs, because her bare feet were scabbed with blood from the cold and rough ground , but she didn't care.

"You think so?" Roy breathed a sigh of relief, and asked with a smile, "Could it be that the witcher jumped out of a crack in the rock?"

"I'm not afraid of your jokes..." Cantila laughed twice, touched the wound, showing a pained and happy expression, "I used to think that the witcher was directly created by the warlock from the laboratory, without emotion Mutants...but now I realize how wrong I was..."

Cantila turned around and glanced at the expressionless bald man, and then looked straight at Roy with dark eyes, "Most demon hunters just look indifferent on the outside and lack normal emotions. In fact, you are also ordinary people with flesh and blood... ..."

"You know that we have offended the baron, but you still dare to take the initiative to save us and put yourself in danger," Cantila patted the demon hunter on the shoulder, "Thank you, Roy, for your help!"

"It's just a coincidence..." Roy thought for a moment, "I didn't expect to hear the news of the sea scorpion near the city gate. After all, I'm an acquaintance... I can't just watch you burn to death."

For a while, everyone was silent.

"We also didn't expect that the sea scorpion would fall to such a point." Afterwards, Aveline showed a sad face, "It seems that it fell from heaven to hell overnight..."

"Because of Aaron's death, what happened to the sea scorpion has nothing to do with me..." Roy thought to himself.

According to the original development track, Aveline will alias Ferret a few years later and assist Geralt in stealing the house of Maximilian Borsodi from the auction house.

But this time, if he hadn't arrived just in time, all members of Sea Scorpion would have died under the old baron's wrath, including Aveline.

Her future will be gone.

A strong feeling suddenly surged in my heart——

"The fate of some people has changed because of my intervention!"

Such as Adda, Ciri, Baron Villiers of White Orchard, Lady of the Forest, Kungulan Tree Heart, Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe.

The demon hunter thought of the "butterfly effect", and felt a faint sense of panic in his heart. If the changes were too drastic, he would undoubtedly lose the advantage of foresight.

"But what's the use of thinking about it now?" Roy took a deep breath, suppressed his chaotic thoughts for a while, and carefully asked a few people about their recent experiences.

After Amos "absconded in fear of crime", the baron vented his anger on the remaining four members of the Sea Scorpion, locked them in a dungeon, tortured them, and asked about their whereabouts.

"But how do we know where Amos is hiding?" Evelyn stretched her swan-like neck, her crystal eyes filled with tears, her beautiful cheeks were full of misery, "The soldiers in the dungeon only know how to torture us every day. , with whips, hunting knives, and red-hot irons." As she spoke, deep fear appeared in Aveline's eyes.

"The point is that these bastards haven't given us enough to eat!" Cantila said angrily, "Every day they send us a bowl of dirty water and a piece of hard, cracked bread. I don't even have the strength to escape!"

"Demon hunter, what are you and the two women talking about?" The officer in front cast a questioning look.

"Don't worry, Lord Dylan, I'm just trying to understand the case... By the way, are we almost there..." The witcher noticed that the surrounding walls were getting thicker, the number of ordinary passers-by was decreasing, and there were more patrolling soldiers.

"There are still 5 minutes..." Dylan finally warned, "Be honest, don't try to play any tricks on me." After accepting money from the witcher, he is not too aggressive, so he just ignores it Several people.

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"We were locked in the dungeon for half a month, and we didn't ask any useful information... because we didn't know anything at all, and the baron's anger became more and more intense." Evelyn lowered her voice, and continued, "So he Intensified and sent people to take us to the square, every day, let the people passing by the square spurn us, humiliate us, and torture our hearts!"

Sometimes psychological torture is more painful than physical torture...

Roy sighed, "The flame-breather Collins?"

"Collin Stein watched his lover Froz being humiliated...you don't know how mean and ugly the scolding was by those people. He couldn't help but swear at the baron who caused the crime, and was ordered to be burned alive! "

"He is such a gentle and kind person, and he should never have ended up like this."

The two women looked sad, and then they gritted their teeth. They will remember that cruel scene forever!

But this is the reality. It is easy for nobles to execute a civilian in their own territory, let alone a "suspect".

Regarding this, Roy has also seen examples of aristocrats abusing their power. For example, Sir Viriles, who slaughtered most of the White Orchard, can still live very well.

The residents of Baiguoyuan who died under his hands died in vain.

In this society, in this era, the life and death of civilians are in the hands of their lords.

"Then do you hate him?" The witcher's lips moved slightly.

Evelyn was silent, and Cantila said coldly, "Although Ariane La Valette is very pitiful-but this is not the reason for the Baron to torture us!" Cantila looked deeply, "Resecania The people of the dragon and the believers of the dragon have a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and revenge must be avenged!"

"The baron and the real murderer who framed Amos... sooner or later..."

"Don't show your attitude in front of outsiders, just wait for the time..." Roy solemnly warned, and when he looked up, a magnificent castle that was a lot higher than the city wall and surrounding buildings came into view.

"We have arrived……"

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Amidst the sound of iron chains rubbing against each other, the demon hunter followed the soldiers into the slowly rising black gate.

Equivalent to the dirty roads outside, not-so-respectable city walls and buildings, the interior of the castle is another world.

The place is magnificent, the magic crystal lamps on the ceiling are shining brightly, the silk curtains hanging on both sides of the corridor are engraved with complicated and delicate patterns, and there are precious antique vases, preserved armor, wild animal specimens, and various decorations everywhere. Everything that one expects to find is extremely luxurious, showing the heritage accumulated by the La Valette family for generations, even compared to the castle of Foltest.

Roy had also expected this. Baron La Valette was just a small baron, but his territorial position was very important to Temeria, so he had more power and troops than Temeria. Most of the lords of Leah.

Moreover, Foltest did not dare to intervene too much. The generational management of the La Valette family has turned the Zhoudi area into an iron bucket, making it difficult for outsiders to intervene.If Baron Baron couldn't think about it one day and moved to Redania with all his forces, Foltest would have trouble sleeping and eating.

The soldiers didn't give the witcher any extra time to wander around, and after a meticulous body search, they led them straight up the spiral staircase.

The three prisoners of Sea Scorpion were brought back to the dungeon.

The study on the third floor of the castle.

"Witcher, report your names." Baron La Valetti stood straight in front of a row of bookshelves full of books. bodice.

But this can't hide his tiredness and old age - he is slightly hunched, with deep nasolabial folds on both sides of his tall nose bridge, and the wrinkles on his forehead and eyebrows are also layered like mountains. His gray hair gleamed with oil.

The eyes, a pair of gloomy eyes bloodshot, had not rested comfortably for quite some time.

"Snake sent demon hunter Roy (Lesso)."

The two observed the owner of the barony from the corner of their eyes. He looked older than expected, with a short stature, and he carried the airs of an old aristocrat all over his body, and he held an air of superiority when he looked at people .

"Roy, the snake-sent witcher?" the baron asked in a hoarse voice, staring at the young witcher.

During this period of time, many people used all kinds of exaggerated names to bring him hope with words, but in reality they did nothing. He had had enough of endless suffering and waiting.

"It's you idiot."

"Where did I hear your name..." The old baron walked around like an ant on a hot pot, and then loudly shook his fists, "By the way, an old friend of mine said that the capital opera house's new I wrote an interesting play: The Terminator of Filth - The Legend of the Sewer Butcher, the main character of which is a demon hunter named Roy, is it you?"

Hearing this, Roy and Lei Suo exchanged a look with a strange expression.

White Rose's Argonian knight, moving so fast? !

"My lord baron, I didn't expect you to be interested in this type of opera... I think the prototype of the protagonist refers to me."

Baron Baron nodded, his eyes were a little gentle, and he asked, "Master Roy, have you really killed all the monsters in the Vizima sewer as described in the opera?"

"Ahem, this statement is a bit exaggerated... But I did kill a lot of monsters..." Roy said with rare humility.

"Then I hope that your ability to track people is as good as your skill!" The old baron said in a deep voice, "The two masters have learned about the details of the case before they came, so I won't waste my time talking about it."

"Please remember that my child, Arrian, the heir to the barony, has been lying in bed for a long time, and he is almost unable to hold on due to difficulty in eating."

"If the two masters are willing to help, be sure to bring Amos within a week to lift the curse on Arian, and then I will give you a large sum of money as promised. The Ella Valet family guarantee of honor."

"The face of the La Valette family has long been humiliated by your wife!" Roy complained in his heart, and then said, "My lord baron, but please allow me to ask, our main purpose is to save the Master Arrian instead of grabbing the acrobat?"