God-level Demon Hunter

On the island of Udvik, there is a Todaloqu family with the most outstanding blacksmiths and forges.

It just so happened that he was going to Skellige to investigate Archmage Ortoran to get news from Italan, so we could solve it together along the way.

He told Coral directly about the plan.

"Ms. Vesenna sent a message not long ago that the Mayena Druid Ring and the Druid Ring near Soden are suspected to have traces of the rainbow red light. Unfortunately, the whereabouts of the instigator are still unknown."

Roy nodded. The red light purifying evil did not threaten them, but it was not a top priority.

"I forgot to tell you, Ye Naifa has come to Gawain House, you can go and communicate with her when you have time."

"Oh, the black-haired woman from Van Gerberg..." Rita Need's eyes were shining with a strange brilliance.

"Are you familiar with her?"

"Ordinary relationship, she has a very proud temper and is difficult to get close to." Rita Nieder stroked Roy's cheek with the cold fingers of her left hand. "I heard that it was related to her initial transformation. The degree of transformation was too deep and affected her character."

"I, Triss, and Yennefer again..." The sorceress' tone was scrutinizing, and her blue eyes were fixed on the witcher. "What on earth do you think, to draw all related female sorceresses into the Witcher Brotherhood?"

"Don't get me wrong!" Roy quickly shook his head and explained, "Yennefer and Geralt are entangled...I just...well, to help them!"

Coral reluctantly accepted the explanation.

"Speaking of which, the Battle of Solden Mountain is over, can I go back to the Brotherhood of Warlocks and Arethusa?"

Roy was taken aback by surprise, "Why are you going back?"

Hearing that she was leaving suddenly, the witcher felt a little uneasy.

"I didn't sell myself to the fraternity. Demon hunters also have the right to enjoy hot water and fine wine after entrusting them. Can't the wizard take a break to celebrate the success of the experiment?"

Roy was speechless for a moment.

"Don't worry, I'll come back after seeing a few old friends, all of them are women!" Shan Shan leaned her head on his shoulder,

Roy glanced at her soft and delicate cheeks, "Don't get involved in the power disputes within the warlock organization, don't involve yourself in the political vortex."

"Stay away from your stubborn Headmaster Tessia, Philippa Erhart, and all members of the Wizarding Society-especially Vigfortz and Daisy of the Valley!"

"Daisy of the Valley, you mean Ms. Francesca?"

"Yes, her identity is more complicated than her beauty, so it's best to keep her at arm's length."

Counting the time, the Scoia'tael is about to show up.

"Well, I'll explain it to you next time."

Chapter 4 Skellige

The white light of dawn outlines a jumping silver line on the horizon.

Little Skellige, bedchamber of King Bran.

A black figure in a cloak jumped out of the gate of the world.

Roy glanced at the plump Queen Calanthe, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and walked straight to the window sill. When the bowstring vibrated, her figure flickered in the air of the fortress tens of meters away, and then flew to the fortress in a second flicker. The top, falling steadily.

Great view.

The six major islands of the archipelago can be seen in a panoramic view.

Across the channel to the west is the green island of Spekrugge, with its tusk-like outlines and cliffs rising above the waves, its summits hidden by clouds;

To the south is Great Skellige, with flat terrain in the south and deep fjords in the north;

In the southeast lies the conical Indalsfair Island. According to the clues provided by Triss, the Archmage Ortoran is living on the island;

Behind Big Skelliger is the lonely island of Faroe, far away from other islands, which looks like the back of a whale emerging from the water;

On the southwest side is Udvik Island, another destination of Roy's trip, where the Todaloqu family is located. Roy can see the seagulls, petrels, and cormorants gathering on the edge of the cliff...

"The task is heavy, let's start with the simple."

The bowstring buzzed, and the cloaked demon hunter disappeared from the top of the fort in a flash and landed on the flat ground.

If you can't teleport directly to Udvik, you have to find a ship that is strong enough to cross the strait.

Although the sword of the lake girl can make him walk on the water.

But Roy prefers to experience the experience of the past. Driving alone in the boundless North Sea in a boat is quite interesting.

Get some experience along the way.

The witcher walked along the quiet path between the trees to the south of Ariala Port.

Far from the mainland, the islands of Skellige are lush with colorful flowers, lush shrubs, and centuries-old oaks and pine trees.

Occasionally, there are one or two wooden houses standing in the middle of the dense forest, and strange-shaped sea fish are drying on the wooden racks in the yard.

Dressed in seal skins, the islanders, whose skin was rough and red by the wind, wandered in the courtyard. Both men and women had axes and swords tied to their waists, exuding a sturdy aura.

The most common building that witchers see on the side of the road is the statue of the goddess Freya—a girl, an old woman, or a pregnant woman, standing upright in a loose robe, with part of her face exposed, her head bent forward, her hands Folded across the chest, a necklace hangs around the neck.

A large stone jar was placed on the altar in front of the statue, surrounded by statuettes of Freya's sacred animals—cats and falcons.

Just as most residents of the northern continent believe in the goddess Melitelli, most people in the archipelago and coastal cities believe in the goddess Freya. patron saint.

The people on the mainland think that Freya is essentially the same as the goddess Melitelli, but the people of the archipelago regard this statement as blasphemy and insult!

……

Perhaps it was Goddess Freya's blessing.Along the way, Roy didn't encounter "indigenous monsters" such as armored crab spiders, werewolves, and harpsichords. He didn't even encounter a trail-cutting robber, and he arrived in Port Ariara calmly.

His first impression of this port was that it was simple.

Far from the majestic port buildings of Novigrad, there are only a dozen houses with red bricks and green tiles, taverns, blacksmith shops, and warehouses dotted among the half-moon-shaped wooden ports.

The architectural style is rough, without exquisite and complicated patterns, only pursuing durability, just like the bold and pragmatic style of Skelly.

There are several sailboats moored in the port, including the "dragon boat" of Skellige's army stationed on the island with a length of more than 20 meters. The bronze shield hanging on the side of the boat is shining in the morning light, and there are also smaller merchants who come from afar to carry goods. barge.

Wearing horn helmets, guards in thick cotton armor patrolled between ships and warehouses, looking sharply at passers-by, especially Roy, who was wearing a black cloak that hid most of his body and cheeks, staying for a long time.

Until his figure completely disappeared in the "Sea Toad Tavern".

A circle of obsolete rectangular tables surrounds a huge bonfire pit in the center. Alcoholic drinkers drink and eat meat around the table to keep warm. The layout is quite similar to Skyrim Province.

But here there are no lutes and minstrels playing in the taverns of the north of the mainland, and the islanders don't like literary and oblique poetry.

They prefer to enjoy a hearty boxing match in a tavern.

"Have a glass of mandala wine..." Roy sat in front of the bar and pushed out ten copper coins. The Skellige Islands had trade relations with Novigrad, so they also recognized krona.

The cheapest drinks on the island are datura and kirsch.

The bartender with gray beard stuffed the money into his apron, and simply gave Roy a full mug.

The people of Skellige especially drink against the bone-chilling sea wind, and their glasses are much larger than elsewhere.

There is no increase in price.

"It's the first time for the guest to come to Skellige, you must try the soft and juicy pickled puffin!" The bartender recommended with a smile,

Roy trembled all over, shook his head quickly, and slapped out another five coins, "Just ask, I heard that there is a Todaloqu family on Udvik Island, and the members of the family are all good blacksmiths, and there are even many Master forging, good at forging magical weapons."

"As you know, Toda Roche owns the entire Skellige, no, the best blacksmith and forge in the world." The bartender said proudly with shining eyes and twitching beards, "Even our archipelago The sword of His Majesty Bran, the ruler, also comes from the Todaloqu family... It is no exaggeration to say that every Skellige is proud to own a weapon made by them!"

"It's a pity that their family has been declining in recent years, and there are fewer and fewer outstanding blacksmiths...the number of equipment produced each year is limited, so it is very valuable, and money is not enough...you must also have 'qualifications', you must Pass their screening." The bartender smiled mysteriously, "If you are interested, I am afraid you have to be mentally prepared."

What a strange rule, is this playing with rare goods?

Roy nodded, cleaned up the bitter mandala, and bared his teeth, "Introduce a boat, I want to go to Udvik Island..."

"You didn't come at the right time..." the bartender wiped the glass with a regretful expression on his face, "every summer it's the peak tourist season, and there are four or five boats that can transport passengers a day, and now there is only one tourist boat every three days in the off-season, and yesterday happened to be leave."

"A kirsch. What if I want to charter a boat by myself?"

"With all due respect, it's not worth it." The bartender looked at the handsome young face with sunglasses under the cloak. He didn't look like a rich man. "At least one hundred crowns."

"You misunderstood me. How can I use that kind of big boat by myself? I only need to..." Roy stretched his right thumb and index finger to measure, and smiled slightly, "A small fishing boat for one person, with a pair of Paddle."

The bartender was stunned, and then solemnly warned, "You are not kidding me, are you? Do you know how far Little Skelliger Island is from Udvik? Even if the 'dragon boat' goes at full speed, it will take a day and a night. And during the Not only are there threats of undercurrents, rocks, and storms... There are also a lot of Heknas along the way. Have you ever seen that kind of monster—”

The bartender described it vividly, "The fish-like tail and scales, the huge bat-like wings, the mouth full of fangs, and the claws like hooks can easily tear the cowhide. It can fly in the sky and dive into the bottom of the sea. It loves to harass ships at sea. , I am not picky about fish or fresh and rotten human flesh.”

"You want to row to Udvik alone, I promise, if you row less than one-third of the distance, you will be caught by Hekna and become excrement in their stomachs—"

The bartender's warning came to an abrupt end.

Roy took off his sunglasses, revealing vertical pupils with heterochromatic irises.

The sharpness in the eyes is like pouring dark gold and silver, which is daunting.

"If they dare to come to my door, I can't wait for it... Just add some decoction."

……

A golden sun hung in the indigo sky.

The sunlight pierced through the mist that was swaying with the sea wind near the sea, and a long and narrow wooden boat was rowed out.

In the boundless sea, a wooden boat looks extremely small and lonely.

The witcher in a black cloak sat in the middle of the boat, with his back straight, and he pulled the oars back hard. The oars broke through the water, and the reverse force pushed him away from Little Skelliger Island behind him, heading to the southwest. Visible Udvik Island.

Rowing was more tiring than Roy imagined, but it was better to be with Coral and let her use her magic power to make her feel at ease.

The sun is warm, but the sea breeze is as cold as a knife.

The undulating waves of the azure sea are dotted with irregularly shaped ice cubes, the small ones cannot hold a person, and the big ones are comparable to a dragon boat.

House-like islands are dotted across the sea, and skuas landed on the islands and screamed strangely.

In the mist in the distance, occasionally there are sailboats showing a solid outline, and the yellow and white sails reflect the sunlight.

There is also the cargo that fell from the shipwreck—the wooden barrels tied together by fishing nets, floating on the sea surface and slowly drifting with the current.

Roy rowed near a pile of barrels.

I reached out and patted.

The liquid collided with the wall of the barrel and made a "boom-boom" sound.

With a corner of his mouth, he cut the rope net, moved a wooden barrel to the boat, and summoned Arondette to poke a hole in the round top of the barrel.

"Boom!"

There was a strong aroma of wine, sweetness, and subtle sourness in the air.

"wine?"

The next moment, the witcher lay leisurely on the bow of the boat, with one hand resting behind his head, while the other held a few sips from a goblet containing a wine glass.

He was bathed in the sea breeze, squinting his eyes to appreciate the chubby dolphin jumping out from the bottom of the sea, splashing a large piece of crystal water, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

The wooden boat under him swayed gently with the waves, like swinging on a swing.

Roy felt like he could lie like this for a day and a night.

But after enjoying it for more than half an hour, the demon hunter, who was full and rested, regrouped and continued to row towards Udved Island, which seemed to be far away.

I don't know how long it took, the morning sun rose overhead.

The sea sightseeing trip was ended by a violent shaking.

"boom!"

As the ship shook, the demon hunter also trembled, his eyes widened, and his face easily turned into excitement.

Put away the oars, outline with five fingers, and the golden light covers the whole body.

"Roar!"

In the ear-piercing strange cry.

The black shadow that hit the wooden boat below the sea broke through the water and flew over the head of the witcher.

The sun illuminated its slender, greenish figure.

It is similar to a wind snake, with a pair of huge wings comparable to a vampire, and two sickle-like black and sharp claws protruding from the end of the wings.

The upper body barely has the shape of a human woman, her arms are like hooks, and the back of her hands is covered with the black mane of a beast. On her head is an upturned nose and a big mouth full of broken teeth. Her black hair hides her scarlet Bloodthirsty eyes and tiny ears.

The lower part of the body is a long and pointed tail, the green fish scales on the body are smooth and delicate, and there are triangular fins on both sides of the middle part of the tail.

Heckna