God-level Demon Hunter

"We just want to complete the commission and find the two murderous monsters! Only by eliminating them can the bones be successfully purified. If we can't prescribe the right medicine before tonight—"

Karl deliberately threatened,

"The night spirits will return."

In fact, as long as the bones are taken away, the demon spirit will naturally leave the temple area at night, but the three of them don't know what's going on, and their expressions change drastically in an instant.

"I repeat, we have been guarding the temple every step of the way for the past six months, and we have never seen the so-called big spiders and big cats in your mouth."

The priestess gritted her teeth and said,

"So these two corpses can only be bad debts left by the previous priest Xinni."

"Then tell me about this priest carefully. Did she leave an order before she went on a trip, or a written record of just a few words? Hurry up!"

The priestess pondered for a moment and began to describe in detail.

"Old Sister Xin Ni has always been a good person..."

Dino and Bruzzi chimed in from time to time to add something.

After listening for a while, Arkham felt that it was meaningless to ask such a question. He gave Karl a look, looked at the children outside the door, and put the puppet into his arms.

"Talk first, I'll go out to urinate and feed the horses, lest Werther and the scorpion will be thirsty!"

The priestess turned her head and glanced at the back of the witcher as she stepped into the small courtyard.

She continued to talk as if she hadn't seen it.

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Chapter 5 Angulan

Strange to say, as soon as Arkham left the room, the dozen or so boys and girls who were whispering in the snow-colored courtyard seemed to see some scourge, and there was no sound for a moment. rushed into the dormitory.

Bang!

The hard pine door slammed shut against the frame and locked.

A few pairs of timid eyes peeped flickeringly at the window.

Arkham next to the statue of Lebioda bared his teeth, and touched his young and handsome face with black lines. He had never been so feared or disgusted by anyone along the way.

He walked towards the window in disbelief, took out a few pieces of pork jerky from his waist pocket, and greeted the children. Their reaction became more intense, and their eyes retracted into the darkness in horror, and even held their breath.

"what's the situation?"

The witcher turned around with a gloomy face, his eyes lit up.

In the horse shed not far away, a girl seemed to be separated from her companions, squatting hidden behind the brown horse's head, motionless, as if playing hide-and-seek with the witcher.

Little did he know that Wilt had betrayed her, his fluffy tail flicked like a propeller, sending signals to Arkham——

There's a brat hiding here!

Arkham sneaked over on tiptoe without a sound, stood by the wooden bucket filled with water, and looked over from the side of the horse's neck.

She is about 15 years old, her slender figure is covered by an old patched gray padded jacket, she is half a head shorter than Arkham, about 1.6 meters, with a few playful braids braided between straw-like dry short blond hair, and a green The hair band goes around her forehead, adding a three-point heroism to her.

Her facial features are exquisite, her eyes are beautiful dark brown, her nose bridge is straight, and her thin lips are neither too big nor too small. She is [-]% similar to Falga's younger sister (Ciri) in Arkham Torm's memory, except for her facial outline. Brighter, more mature temperament, less delicate skin.

Arkham thought, Falga is probably in the Skellige Islands, receiving careful guidance from Ms. Yennefer and Master Roy.

The girl didn't seem to notice the movement in the yard, she blew rhythmically at the horse's nose and stroked the mane gently.

Wilt snorted irritably and shook his head. If it hadn't been specially trained by Master Roy to perceive threats keenly, it would have kicked the naughty little girl away.

Arkham raised his eyebrows,

"Hey!"

As soon as she raised her head, her pure and beautiful face froze.

"what!"

In the exclamation, she put her right hand in front of her chest like lightning, and stretched her left hand into her left boot to hold the half of the fire stick?The body huddled into a ball in a defensive posture.

Arkham's face turned even darker. Only a farmer who was thrown down by a water ghost would show such a frightened expression.

Am I that scary?

"Little girl, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, and I won't hurt you," he briefly straightened his short hair in front of his forehead, collar, and cuffs. I came here just to make friends."

The girl looked him up and down with wide eyes for a full half a minute, especially on the young face and flat stomach for a long time, confirmed something, and asked coldly,

"Who are you?!"

"A kind-hearted demon hunter, Arkham Torm, in order to help you poor children, eradicate the dormant monsters for free from the temple!"

"Demon hunter, don't call me a little girl, I have a name, Angulan! You have such a strong tone, have you dealt with that monster that was howling at night?"

The girl was talking, her almond-like brown pupils longingly looked at the lightly scented jerky in the hands of the witcher, but she licked her lips, restrained her desire, and forced herself to look away.

"Starting today, you can sleep peacefully. This is a gift I gave to all the children in the temple. Are you satisfied?"

Angulan didn't answer, and continued to squat there like a squirrel puffing out his cheeks, pouting and blowing into the horse's nose.

Little brat who doesn't understand good people!

Arkham groaned in his heart, stuffed the jerky into his mouth, and deliberately made a loud chewing sound,

"Mmm... it smells so good..."

"What are you doing... to Wilt?"

She swallowed her saliva, widened her eyes, and said seriously,

"Haven't you heard the old saying, blow into a horse's nostrils and he will be loyal to you all his life, but you have to get close and earn his trust patiently and meticulously!"

"Where did you hear the strange horse taming?"

The corners of Arkham's mouth curved slightly, this girl is quite interesting, at least more interesting than those cowards who hide their heads and show their tails.

"Master Roy's mount is loyal and will never be bought! Wilt, will you be a traitor?"

puff-

Wirth grinned his thick lips, revealing a row of big white teeth, sizzling between the teeth, sprayed the girl's face with saliva, and then turned his head in disdain, obviously wanting to separate the relationship.

Angulan wiped off her saliva expressionlessly, but still insisted on blowing, and Arkham even heard her blow a pleasant whistle.

"Stop! Don't harass it anymore! It's a waste of effort, even if you got Wilt's allegiance somehow, what can you do?"

She said nothing.

Arkham looked at her quietly, sighed after five seconds, and changed the question helplessly, "Why are your companions so afraid of me?"

Angulan pursed his lips and hesitated for a while, then suddenly said in a vicious voice,

"Haven't you looked in the mirror? Amber strip eyes, ears and nose so sharp that you can stab someone to death, how can it be scary!"

What a grumpy girl who just opens her mouth!

The corner of Arkham's mouth twitched, "Why aren't you afraid of me and don't run away?"

"I'm terribly scared!" The girl's thin lips trembled, she seemed to be blaming the person in front of her, but her eyes suddenly turned to the empty space, and her voice was so soft that she couldn't detect it, "But you have such long legs, you carry weapons, and your eyes are so big. Like a cat!"

Arkham thought she was talking nonsense at first, but after listening to it, he felt that there was something in her words,

"You still have... dogs with sensitive noses, fangs and claws, and can run faster than galloping horses. Can I escape? Where can I escape?"

She whispered nervously, her eyes were flushed, she sniffed again and rubbed her eyes.

"Why don't you press me with three heads and six arms!? To be honest, don't you just want to ride Wirth away from the temple? Is there something here that scares you?" Arkham asked in a low voice,

Angulan ignored it and continued blowing.

The demon hunter was not discouraged either. He had already mastered some skills in dealing with this strange girl, so he took out the puppet in his arms and shook it in front of her eyes to change the subject, "Have you seen it?"

The girl had a reaction in an instant, grabbed it in her palm, fastened it tightly, and stared at it for a full minute.

For a moment, this immature and pretty face revealed a kind of extremely suppressed grief and guilt, as if repenting for a past event that could not be recalled.

But in an instant, her expression returned to calm,

"I don't know, the temple is very poor, no money to buy toys!"

"lie!"

The witcher's words shook her body,

"I forgot to tell you, the puppet was found from a corpse!" Arkham observed the girl's expression intently, lowered his voice to make sure that outsiders could not hear, "She was buried under the cellar, and the time to die is not yet here. 12 years old."

"In addition, we also found the body of another girl of the same age!"

"The two of them walked very painfully. A big cat cruelly tore their skin and bones, and a terrifying spider spit out a web and entangled them, slowly sucking their flesh and blood like a mosquito sucking blood!"

"They were tortured and died with hatred, and the ghosts lingered in the temple, looking for the murderer!"

Swah——

Angulan's face became even paler, and she stopped blowing, and squeezed the puppet tightly with pale knuckles.

"Priest Daisy claimed that he didn't know the two deceased, and he had never seen any big cats and big spiders that broke into the temple. Everything was a tragedy that happened during the management of the previous priest."

"They've only been here for half a year. You've been in the temple for longer. You should know the truth. Is that so?"

"Answer honestly, help me find the murderer, and the soul of the deceased will rest in peace!"

Angulan raised his arms around the horse's neck without saying a word, lowered his face, his body trembled slightly, as if he was enduring some kind of overflowing emotions.

Her unexpected move allowed Arkham to see a web-like black tattoo on her wrist, and a row of slender chelicerae.

In the corner of the net was written a line of black universal text, this time he read it completely——

blakat...grayba

Black Grebar.

Arkham was stunned for a moment. Priestess Daisy also had this tattoo on her back. What special meaning does it have?

"Angulan, what's the matter with the pattern on your hand?"

The girl covered her sleeves like an electric shock,

"You dare not answer? Who is threatening you? Speak up, I just want to help you."

"Bah!" She suddenly put her hands on her hips, spit on the ground, growled hysterically, her eyes flashed with anger, "Help me? When I am a three-year-old child! We are not relatives, why should you help me?" ? I have seen too many hypocrites, shameless scum, and perverts with evil intentions who are sanctimonious and say one thing and do another!"

"No one can be trusted!" she said viciously like a wounded hedgehog. "Go away! Don't try to fool me!"

Arkham frowned, he didn't understand why the girl was so sensitive and irritable.

He put away the cynicism on his face, and said frankly,

"Why help you? Do you think I like to meddle in my own business? Isn't it because you look a lot like my friend!"

"Her hair is silver-gray, and her eyes are as green as the spring when everything sprouts. She is not as unlucky as you, trapped in a temple in a world of ice and snow, unable to eat enough, unable to wear warm—" He turned and looked The room where the Eye Priestess is.

"She used to live in a suburban school in Novigrad, where everyone lived in harmony, helped each other, could read and write, and played and played. Falja is my good friend. You are so similar to her. If I If you just ignore you, you will definitely be blamed by her in the future."

Arkham grinned a hearty smile,

"Besides, according to what we demon hunters say, the encounter between people is also a kind of fate. Goddess of Fate asked me to solve your problems!"

"If you help me find the monster, I swear I will get you and your friends out of trouble, and no one can threaten or hurt you!"

The girl took a deep breath, and moved her lips hesitantly, but her facial features suddenly became stiff and dull, and her pupils dilated slightly.

"No, Ms. Daisy's words are absolutely true. There have never been bobcats or spiders in the temple. I have never seen them!"

"Angulan!" Arkham looked straight at the blinking eyes of the girl behind the horse,

long silence.

"Stop stalking me, I told you I don't know!" The manic girl's chest was pumping rapidly, her fair cheeks were flushed, and she threw the puppet at the feet of the witcher, "Why don't you ask it so many questions? !"

After roaring, she patted the horse's neck reluctantly, rushed out of the stable, left a row of small footprints in the snow, and knocked on the door of the dormitory.

Arkham and Wilt looked at each other for a while, picked up the dirty puppet thoughtfully, and behind him, the bald man Bruce came quietly, moved his nose and made a sniffing motion, showing disgust and With a fearful expression, he quickly squeezed out a stiff smile.

Chapter 6 Leave

"What clue did you ask?"