God-level Demon Hunter

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"I have never had a chance to tell you, thank you for your help to those children. Without you, a group of orphans would not have been able to enter Oxenfurt College."

"It's all due to their own diligence and hard work. I can at best count it as the icing on the cake." Linus shook his head modestly, "And Yaou and Orfie among them are very talented, and I take the initiative to hire them to the rare zoo. Mind, just taking their day off?"

"I'm very grateful, it's their good fortune!" Roy said relievedly, and then asked, "Speaking of which, today is not the Northern Warlock Summit. Why do you, a scholar from Niubao, come to join in the fun?"

Linus turned his head and glanced into the distance, there was a well-mannered male warlock in a purple tight jacket,

"I'm here with Your Excellency Dorrigare." Linus Pete squinted his highly myopic eyes and cleared his throat, "This meeting is the most grand warlock conference in the north in recent years, how can it lack the protection of endangered animals? By."

His eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he stretched out five fingers,

"Tomorrow, in front of all the warlocks, we will propose five measures for animal protection. I believe that those who master the chaotic energy are people of insight, and they will definitely understand our good intentions!"

Roy was stunned for a moment,

And Rita chuckled lightly, revealing a row of white teeth between her coral-colored red lips,

"Dear Lord Linus, I admire your noble sentiments and your desire to contribute to the balance of nature, but your idea is fundamentally wrong-I'm 100% sure that most warlocks have nothing to do with animal protection interest……"

Coral raised her chin proudly, stretched out her index finger and pointed at Sabina, who was peeking at her man not far away, and a red-haired sorceress in a white skirt,

"Did you see the high heels of those two bitches? One is iguana skin, the other is pearl fish skin... For them, rare animals are just a resource for status and beauty."

Linus Pete immediately glared at the two nasty women, but when he looked down and saw the horned wyvern leather high heels under Coral's feet, he trembled and couldn't speak.

The two women noticed the movement here and whispered,

"Look, that old woman is making arrangements for us again." Sabina licked her lips, "in front of her little concubine. Such a young, handsome, healthy man, more attractive than Geralt, the most The important thing is, being with Rita. Marty, I've never been so excited."

"That shameless, ox-eating Rita," said the red-haired sorceress next to her, "must have cast an enchantment spell on the little witcher to get him so enamored, behaving so intimately, obedience."

"Demon hunters will not be confused by magic." Sabina shook her head,

"Could it be that he has a special liking for female sorceresses?" The red-haired woman puffed out her strong chest and said in a low voice, "Do you think we have a chance?"

"You are so brave. You still want to snatch Rita Nieder's man away. Aren't you afraid of being frozen into a popsicle by her?"

"Then what if he sends an invitation to your door?" The red-haired sorceress winked at Roy secretly,

"In that case, I will agree without hesitation." Sabina's dark eyes flashed aggressively like a hungry lioness, "Even if it is in the woods, I am willing."

"If it were me," the red-haired sorceress dreamed passionately, "it doesn't matter even if I'm lying in the fire."

……

Are all the sorceresses in the association so unrestrained and enthusiastic, with no taboos?

Not far away, Roy wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and forcibly turned his attention back to the Niubao scholar.

"As you can see, Mr. Linus, the sorceresses have little interest in animal protectionism...you and Lord Dorrigare are doomed to fail."

"How will you know if you don't try?" The scholar didn't flinch.

"Okay," Roy suddenly wrapped his arms around the scholar's arm mysteriously, and whispered, "Don't run around later, stay safe..."

This meeting will become extremely dangerous, and Roy doesn't want to see any accidents for the good old man.

……

On the other side, a white-haired woman with noble temperament noticed the acquaintance, her eyes lit up, and she quickly leaned over.

Chapter 5 Francesca

Compared with a few years ago, the princess of Temeria has undergone a lot of changes. Under the white priest robe, the exquisite and delicate body is a bit more mature, which makes the embroidered robe bulge high.

The hair that used to be casually draped over the shoulders slipped down the back in a bundle.

Narrow and sharp eyes, high nose bridge, and sharp-edged lips, the lines are softer and full of affinity.

Although she does not wear makeup, her appearance is not inferior to that of the sorceresses, but she exudes another kind of charm.

"Good evening, Master Roy." Adda stretched out her right hand towards the witcher with a smile, her eyes sparkling with joy. Roy bowed and kissed the back of the other's raised hand,

"Your Highness Yada, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your demeanor is even better than before."

He was already numb, and this meeting had a huge discrepancy with his memory.

The previous Linus Pete, as well as this His Highness, were people who should not have appeared.

Adda looked at the female companion beside him,

"No introduction, who is this beautiful lady?"

Roy moved his lips, Coral hooked his arm before he finished speaking, straightened his collar, like a gentle and caring wife, but quietly puffed out her chest.

"You two look really good for each other."

Yada froze imperceptibly, the look in her eyes dimmed suddenly, picked up a glass of absinthe by the table, took a sip,

"I almost forgot, let me introduce you to an acquaintance."

She turned around and waved. Another man in gray casual clothes, with a tall and straight figure and full head of blond hair, crossed the crowd and greeted him with surprise on his face.

"Haha, Luo Yi... stupid teacher!"

The mouth full of food squeezed the man's cheeks like a squirrel, and exuded the smell of fresh salmon. Roy hesitantly reached out to hold his dirty hand stained with mustard,

"Grime Sigurd, why are you here?"

"Have you forgotten, you were the one who suggested that I go to Vizima to join Her Majesty Adda!" Grimm swallowed the fish, patted his chest and said happily, "I'm accepting the offer from the Lady of the Lake now." Test, protect the high priest of the Church of Virtue under her command!"

"I swear on the honor of the knight, after I pass all the trials and get the title of Knight of the Five Virtues, I invite you to drink the Vizima champion, and you will never return if you don't get drunk!"

"Your Excellency's courage is commendable, then I look forward to waiting for you!"

Roy exchanged a few words with Grim, who was always swearing at any time, and looked at Adda, "Your Highness is here this time—"

The princess pouted her sparkling lips playfully,

"You haven't been back to Vizima for several years, and I'm here to capture you, an irresponsible lakeside knight, alive on behalf of the lady in the lake!"

Roy's expression froze,

Seeing this, Yada smiled happily, covering her red lips, and said braggingly,

"Seriously, in the Vizima Lake District, the size of our Virtue Church has surpassed the Eternal Flame. Ms. Vivienne is currently busy protecting believers, answering their prayers, and performing miracles, so she has no time to see you."

"The reason why I came here is that you are not an outsider." Yada led the three of them to a remote corner of the banquet hall, and carefully outlined with five fingers. The magic power bestowed on her by the Lady of the Lake instantly cut off the sound of the outside world.

"Keira Metz, the Royal Counselor, revealed to me the 'hidden program' of the meeting...the person responsible for the assassination of my father, and the traitor among the Temerian Royal Counselors, is in Arethusa Palace. I will cooperate Allies in the North took her to justice."

Yada paused, and a frightening light burst out of her long and narrow eyes.

"Right now, there are a group of White Rose Knights hiding in Arethusa Palace. We will act immediately when Keira and Philippa give a signal in the dead of night!"

Roy unbuttoned the top button of his shirt with some sultriness. Temeria's army actually came to this muddy water, but unfortunately it was useless.

"Roy, I know you are highly skilled, but you didn't meddle in this situation." Adda thought that the witcher was shocked by this fact, and said with concern, "After a while, you all will return to the situation honestly." Stay in the dormitory, and come out when the sun rises tomorrow, when the cleaning is almost over and everything has settled."

Roy was still pondering whether to reveal to her that hundreds of allies in his family were on their way. A short, slender sorceress in a green thin sarong with bright straw-colored long straight hair greeted her.

"Kayla is here," Adda waved openly, "I have to say hello to her, goodbye, both of you."

She raised the absinthe towards the witcher again and drank it down, a blush staining her pale cheeks.

She cleanly wiped the wine stains from the corners of her mouth,

"Take care, Roy, you must go back to Vizima when you have time."

With white hair fluttering, her fragrance disappeared into the crowd.

……

"Have you had a relationship with Princess Adda before?" Coral smiled softly, observing the man's expression,

"How is it possible? I just helped her lift the curse of the vampire demon bird." Roy shook his head, suppressing the strangeness in his heart and emphasized, "We are just ordinary friends."

"The life of Her Highness Adda may not be as bright as it appears on the surface." Coral smiled and said meaningfully, "There are rumors that Foltest's mistress gave birth to a son for him not long ago. If Let the illegitimate child inherit the throne in the future, what will Adda do?"

"A marriage with a prince from another country?"

Roy was silent for a moment, shook his head, with a firm tone,

"Ada is now the High Priest of the Virtue Church, a true 'strong woman', blessed by the lady of the lake, and the king cannot force her."

Yes, history has changed, and this miserable girl no longer has to marry the prince of Redania—the little bald, hard-hearted Radovid V.

……

There was a sudden, small commotion in the hall.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

"The high-level executives of the wizarding society have arrived." Coral restrained her smile.

The warlocks naturally stepped aside and bowed to those who came down from the uppermost floor of Gastang Palace.

Walking in the forefront is a middle-aged man with simple clothes and full of energy.

"Gerhardt of Ella, also known as Hen Gedimides, is the oldest known elder in the association, and he is currently over 500 years old." Coral explained into the witcher's ear, "His teacher It was Geoffrey Monk, the most powerful human mage in history who put the essence into the sealed bottle."

Roy was refreshed, and a series of data flashed across his silver-gray pupils.

This old guy has profound mana, masters hundreds of spells, including several unheard of forbidden spells, and is not far behind Vigfortez.

But he doesn't have the good skills that Vigo inherited from the Druids. He suffers from heart disease and other diseases, and his health is very worrying.

"But don't worry, this elder will never betray the North."

A tall, dark-haired woman walked beside him.

"Tissaia, Headmaster Arethusa."

"It's she who proposed the cruel iron law that all students of Arethusa must be sterilized by magic?" Roy asked,

"Well, but she strictly abides by neutrality and is a pure magic scholar," Coral said with a little admiration, "she will definitely not help the South."

Roy nodded. In his memory, out of the principle of neutrality, the headmaster released the traitor who was chained by anti-magic shackles in the Snyder Island meeting. at once.

Afterwards, out of despair and self-blame, Tishaya chose to kill herself.

However, Roy quietly clenched her fists. This time, her fate will be rewritten.

A short, fat, ugly middle-aged man with sly eyes, one of the members of the Wizarding Society, Alto Terranova, poured in behind the two.

Roy remembered that he was one of the traitors.

A beauty like an orchid in an empty valley walked into the hall at the very end.

The long dark golden hair and the gray-green dress swayed gently with the footsteps, rustling.

The pixie-like blush shimmers in the light.

Different from this bustling hall, her clear big eyes are unusually calm, reminiscent of a newborn fawn and a breeze in the forest.

……

Francesca saw the young witcher among the crowd at a glance.

It was beyond Roy's expectations.

This time, the elf lady did not escape. Instead, under the ambiguous and scrutinizing eyes of Alto Terranova and Philippa, she took the initiative to lean towards Roy, and glanced at him with mysterious blue eyes. The voice was so cold that it seemed to be talking to the air.

"Don't bring anyone else."

She walked straight to the deserted corridor to the north of the hall.

Roy gave Coral a look of action as planned, and followed alone.

……

"Enid an Gleanna (Enid an Gleanna), the leader of the Scoia'tael Party, and the queen Enid Shedi who endured humiliation, finally meet." The demon hunter calmly stared at the delicate and pure picture five meters away under the dim light. The suffocating face, straight nose, moist red lips, and distorted eyes are called miracles of the creator, "You know, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

"Dh'oine (human), Roy of Viper School, put away the hypocritical politeness, let's save time and get straight to the point." Francesca slid her hand across the air, and the invisible magic barrier flickered in the air, They are isolated from the outside world, "Tell me, where on earth do you know so many secrets."

"My relationship with Scoia'tael, my deal with Emhyr."

Roy smiled,

"Actually, I have some elven blood and am not a pure human being. You don't have to be so hostile to me. In addition, demon hunters always pay attention to fairness and justice. How about this? Let's take turns to ask questions. To show sincerity, I will answer first your problem."

"Your organization killed hundreds of my compatriots twice before and after, and you still mention the so-called fairness to me?"

Francie's voice was clear and melodious, still calm,

"You mean in Novigrad, in the north of Ireland? I just want to ask, who made the move first?" Roy smiled disdainfully, his eyes turned cold, "couldn't it be justifiable to be attacked by someone?" Defense, but stretch your neck to be slaughtered by you?"