The Divine Hunter

After finishing the conversation with Adonis, Roy had to face the question of Krause and his party.

"I have the same goal as you all—" the witcher winked at the little princess who had two sweet dimples, "I just took a job in Sintra, and I have to run errands to Verdon for my employer. ."

"Tell the truth! Your Excellency Roy." Krause stared at the witcher like a torch, "Not long ago, you completed the Queen's commission and left the palace, and now you happen to be on the same boat with His Royal Highness? Don't fool us with coincidences. "

"Who said no?" Roy shrugged helplessly, and the little princess who winked at him was pulled behind by the round-faced maid. There was a hint of panic in the maid's eyes, but she still had a strong little breast, blocking the witcher's sight like a little hen protecting her calf.

"The road from Sintra to Verdon is neither short nor long, but the Yaruga River is the only way to go. I am a poor hunter who can only afford to take the barge. Shipping costs."

After hearing this, Krause looked at the witcher up and down again, and seeing his calm expression, he waved his hand to let the tense soldiers disperse.

"It's just a coincidence for now. However, I hope your Excellency will pay attention to your identity, at least, and maintain due respect to Her Royal Highness."

After he finished speaking, he didn't ask any further questions.

Although the warriors of Cintra are well-versed in water and brave in combat, it is a pity that no one has seen the strangely shaped and deadly big octopus, and no one knows how to solve this thing.

"Her Royal Highness's daughter's body cannot be damaged in any way."

The witcher's status is low, but he just acted as a suitable bodyguard.

"Let him follow."

The escort team ignored the witcher, and did not let the witcher approach Ciri. Although Ciri was unwilling to protest with a small fist, she was still dragged into the cabin by the round-faced maid.

Looking at the calm river again, Roy sighed and sat back in the crowd. As he sat, the voices in the crowd stopped abruptly and slowly entered an awkward atmosphere.

Except for Professor Niubao, who was concerned about "Pete's octopus", the passengers on the boat no longer dared to sit on the side of the boat, but crowded in the middle of the boat. But when the witchers entered the crowd, their seats also changed subtly.

The one who was far away quietly approached the witcher, while the one who was nearer rubbed his butt to distance himself from the witcher. without exception,

Everyone was watching the witcher secretly from the corner of their eyes, and their expressions varied, there were one or two, with shriveled eyebrows and mouth, revealing a trace of hidden fear.

But it is more awe, especially fear. The man who had been able to chat and laugh next to the witcher before became silent and did not dare to breathe.

"Witcher?" At this moment, the little boy lying in his mother's arms suddenly called out to him timidly,

"What's the matter, child?"

"You, you are not the same as what the legends describe!" The witcher's name made him emboldened.

"What is the difference?"

"My friends all say that the witcher has a mouth full of blood, his hands look like wolf claws, his body is covered in stinky sores, and he can eat people!" Little Bruce poked his head at the witcher seriously, his dark eyes Turning around, looking at the appearance, there is clearly no sense of awe.

His mother, the plump woman, covered the boy's mouth for a moment and smiled ingratiatingly and fearfully at the witcher.

"Master, the little brat didn't hold the door, don't listen to his nonsense."

"Hmm..." The witcher nodded and stopped talking. After a while, he wrapped his hood again, leaned against the yellowed wooden wall of the cabin, rested his arms on the back of his head, and followed the barge in the river. The rhythm, eyes closed sleep.

Without the witcher's attention, the tense hearts of the people on the boat relaxed, and they started chatting with each other again and again, and the noise grew louder.

...

After the three-hour voyage, the bow of the ship broke through the pale waves, and the crew roared a loud horn, and began to lower the sails and drop the anchor skillfully. Dark-brown thick wooden pedals slid up.

The people on the boat were as busy as ants on a hot pan.

Stepping on the pedals, piles of luggage and goods were transported ashore in an orderly manner, and the awakened witcher was also carried to the shore by the crowd.

At this time, the river wind blowing from the Yaruga River had a stench of sweat, which came from dozens of Lifu, the barge that the witcher was riding, who was pushing the wagon in full swing, only from Sintra, Bru One of more than a dozen barges from neighboring countries such as Georg and Soden, they converged on this port in the south of Wieden, which is also one of the three major militarized towns of Wieden Kingdom.

Along the wide port, it is extremely busy. In addition to the passing merchants and pedestrians, teams of soldiers in shiny leather armor can be seen from time to time patrolling back and forth.

The witcher found that in addition to the regular steel swords, the soldiers in the port of Podlogg wore a pocket crossbow that could be shot with one hand on their waists.

He couldn't help rubbing his chin, thinking about what it would be like to put his reinforced Gabriel with this kind of pocket crossbow. He pinched his skin again. With his physique over ten points, how much damage can this little guy cause?

Linus Peet approached him at some point, and behind the Bull Scholar, two stout men who were hired helped him carry the Peet octopus in the big wooden barrel.

At this time, under the action of the paralyzing potion given by the witcher, it fell into a deep sleep, only the tentacles and spherical body that twitched from time to time showed that it was still alive.

"Gabriel. That thing is called Gabriel, and it's based on the famous Weyden weaponsmith of the same name."

"Although the power is not as powerful as the standard crossbow," Linus turned his eyes to the soldiers not far behind, where there was a row of towering towers and a circle of pale city walls. riddled with holes.

And in every tower, there stood silently shooters with crossbows in both hands.

Linus continued, "This thing is not as bulky as a common crossbow, it is more convenient and fast, and thirty seconds is enough to shoot a person into a sieve. It is very useful in small-scale, close-range sudden encounters. Popular with robbers around Wieden."

"According to what you said, Gabriel is somewhat similar to the cat school's crossbow." The witcher looked around. "Okay, thank you for your explanation. However, are you sure you will continue to delay?"

The octopus monster got off the boat, and people in the port cast curious glances. In this era of poor entertainment, the curiosity of the common people is difficult to satisfy, and it is extremely terrifying.

At the Sintra market, dozens of people were willing to pay a lot of money for tickets to take a look at the "petrified lizards". Now Linus's behavior is more like letting his treasures be exhibited for free.

"It's not too late." Linus gritted his teeth and stuffed a small business card into the witcher's chest leather pocket. "Although Your Excellency slaughtered me this time, if you have the same business next time, you can come to me again!"

The witcher smiled heartily when he heard the words,

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"Haha, your generosity is unforgettable. Next time we talk about business, I will definitely give you a discount. Let me say more, remember to go to Sidaris to find Dorigare, he will help you."

"hope so."

When the witcher watched Linuspeet leave, the princess of Sintra was also surrounded by guards and disembarked from the ship. Those big green eyes were blinking at the witcher, and they were still pacing the little skin. Boots wanted to attract his attention, but was grabbed by the round-faced woman.

Klauser, who was the leader of the team, also gave the witcher a look that no strangers should enter, and then led the crowd into the town of Podlog in a hurry.