The Divine Hunter

"Look, what a moving baby... A diamond is not as dazzling as it is..." Oaks carried the newly-made flying lion monster steel sword, rubbing his fingers on the sword body emotionally.

The glow of the burning furnace reflects the whole picture of the steel sword: this sword is a little longer than the standard steel sword. The delicate hilt is wrapped with ink-colored dragon leather, which is comfortable and firm to hold. The circle of silver-white meteorite iron increases friction.

The tail of the hilt is carved in the shape of a manticore, clarifying its background and heritage.

The sword grid is in a line shape.

Further down, the design of the blade adheres to Hackland's exotic style. It is not a straight line in the north, but a serpentine blade, like a fast-swimming snake in the grass. The positions of the grids are connected one after the other, and the sword tip is the scarlet snake letter.

Oaks danced a beautiful sword flower, and the air hummed softly when the blade cut through the air, the runes and symbols on the blade refracted the blue light, and the hidden cloud pattern appeared alive.

The sword was passed in the hands of the five witchers, and finally fell into the hands of Roy.

Flying Lion Steel Sword

Type: Steel Sword

Material: Dragon Leather, Meteorite Iron, Halite, Emerald Dust, Venom Gland of the Flying Lion.

Specifications: Weighs 4.01 pounds, hilt is 37 inches (0.93 meters) long with one blade

Enchanting—

Sharpness: The Flying Lion Sword has three times the sharpness of ordinary steel swords, and can easily cut through light armor, but the toughness of the blade is slightly weakened.

Tail Needle: The Flying Lion's Steel Sword will inject the Flying Lion's venom into the wound, causing death in a short period of time.

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"I've worked hard for you this week, Master Belengar..." Roy said sincerely,

"I should thank you..." There was deep satisfaction in Belengar's bloodshot eyes.

For him, the experience of the forge master craftsman-level suit is a very valuable opportunity for him to master the rare equipment blueprint and improve his forging ability.

Forging fascinated him more than fine wine.

"Grandmaster,

You look tired, better take a day off! "

"Rest? No need! I can't wait to get my hands on the casting hammer, and I think Leto too."

Lesso also fell into a strange state of excitement, which is extremely rare. His old-fashioned and stiff cheeks were slightly red, "I have touched the bottleneck of forging, and I can go a step further by stepping over it, and I can't rest!"

"Uh...whatever you want."

Roy paused, put away the flying lion steel sword, and waited for them to finish forging.

The three exited the blacksmith shop.

The bright sun near noon cast a shimmering shimmer on the inner city river.

What a beautiful day.

"How about it, kid, do you dare to draw a gesture with me?" Oaks stood on tiptoe and stepped on the bank of the river, holding the flying lion monster steel sword and stabbing the air a few times in excitement, "Sa, Sa" breaking through the air In the sound, his movements were so fast that they formed an afterimage.

"Happy..." Roy pulled out the sword behind his back, and was about to go up and fight him.

Serrit, on the other hand, crossed his arms, ready to enjoy a scene repeated every day: how his brother tortured a new witcher.

However, an unexpected visitor interrupts the trio's plans.

A white rose knight found outside the blacksmith shop.

"Master Demon Hunter..." A familiar face, Roy had seen him beside Yada, the Cleveland Knights, the princess' confidant. "I have been ordered to come, please come with me."

"Yada sent you here?"

"No..." The knight shook his head, his eyes were complicated, "It was His Majesty Foltest, because Princess Yada..." The knight swallowed unconsciously, "She has an accident!"

"what?!"

...

Foltest was well built, unlike most middle-aged rich people who were bloated, and he had a stubborn face. This face was enough to be called beautiful when it was young, but now it has become heroic and extraordinary after years of precipitation and the baptism of the temperament that has been in the top position for a long time.

He is romantic and has a romantic capital.

"Under forty..." The witcher glanced at him and muttered.

The king sat on a low armchair of black wood, resting his chin in one hand, and looked at the three witchers. An old dog with yellow fur curled up at his feet to keep warm. Behind him, surrounded by two men and two women, one of them was a strong bearded man, whom the witcher had seen, the mayor of Vizima City. Rellard.

The old acquaintance was nodding at them with a smile.

As for the other three, they were the royal advisors, three warlocks including Kayla Metz.

Everyone looked serious, just like the eve of a storm, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressed.

"The witchers from the Snake faction...Ox, Serret, Roy." After hearing Kayla Metz's introduction, the king was silent for a while before speaking.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Oakes lifted his hood and lowered his head, this time he looked serious.

"You come from the south?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"What's the difference between you and the witchers in the north? What are you good at?"

"There's not much difference, Your Majesty, the main difference between the witchers in the north and the south is the way they fight." Serret explained respectfully, "We usually accept the commission of cleaning up inhuman monsters..."

The king's face trembled.

"Occasionally clean up some traces of magic, such as curses."

"So, have you dealt with evil spirits?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Where's the water ghost? Where's the ghoul?"

"It's all resolved."

Foltest hesitated, "What about the vampire bird?"

The Serret brothers were stunned, they had never heard of the vampire bird species. And Roy's heart skipped a beat, looking directly into the king's eyes in surprise, "You mentioned the vampire bird, could it be that Princess Yada she..."

"Witcher, do you know what happened to Vizima?"

"Slightly heard," Roy lowered his head and said slowly, telling his two companions, "A few years ago, the cursed Princess Yada became a vampire bird and was active in Old Vizima. Then Geralt, the wolf witcher who passed by, broke the curse for her and restored her health."

"But the witcher didn't destroy it cleanly enough!" Foltest gritted his teeth and grabbed the armrest beside him frantically, "The witcher gave Yada a talisman, and the talisman didn't work, my daughter— "

The king slumped back and leaned heavily on the back of the chair, "The curse has returned! Last night..." Foltest closed his eyes and murmured sleepily, "I was woken up by a scream, and I saw a head and foot. Seven days later, she looks like a monster of a beer barrel! Her mouth is wide open to the base of her ears, lined with dagger-like teeth, blood-red eyes and rag-like red hair! On her claws grow Nails sharper than wild cats, down to the ground! She killed several maids and guards, escaped from my castle, and returned to Old Vizier!"

Old Vizima is located on the west side of the Vizima Peninsula, separated by a lake.

There stands the ruins of the old palace before Foltest Castle was built, but it has been abandoned for many years. There are also many poor people living here.

That area is on a par with the suburbs of Vizima.

"Your Majesty..." Roy sighed in a low voice, there really was a problem with the God of Evil Omen, "Are you sure it's a blood-sucking demon bird, not some other monster?"

"Do you think I'd read it wrong?" Foltest stood up from the seat, and the yellow dog was kicked by him to "woo woo" and wailed, "I've seen that thing, it's exactly the same as it was a few years ago, I know it even if it turns to ashes."

"I can guarantee that she hid in the sarcophagus of the old Vizima Palace again, and went out every day and night, sleeping in the sarcophagus during the day, and hunting my people at night."

"Damn it! Don't let her mess around, my poor daughter!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, it is indeed a vampire bird from your description." Roy was in a complicated mood, "Excuse me to ask, why did the curse recur?"

The witcher and Yada are quite close.

This woman, who is stronger than men, is clearly developing the underground church of Lady in the Lake in an orderly manner, so how could a curse suddenly erupt?

Out of intuition, the huge lion-faced spider flashed in Roy's mind again, and he remembered the origin of the curse that Yada mentioned before the last separation. "Yada wants to get rid of the curse through Abigail. Could something go wrong?"

"I want to find out too!" Foltest roared, interrupting the witcher's thoughts, "It took my daughter years to regain her humanity, and this time, she has to endure that kind of inhumanity again. The pain! Which bastard is to blame?!"

"But now is not the time..." The majesty on the king's face disappeared, "Witcher, I want to beg you as a father to lift the curse on Yada. As long as a few help you, I will never treat you badly. you."

The Oakes brothers looked at each other in dismay after hearing the words, and were summoned by the king of Temeria inexplicably to break the curse of some vampire bird, but they couldn't do it at all.

"Your Majesty, the situation is different," Roy said bitterly. "This time, Her Royal Highness, the curse has relapsed. The method Geralt used to release the curse last time has failed, and there is nothing we can do."

"Witcher, my royal advisor has found a new solution, but I need your help." Foltest turned his eyes elsewhere, "Fekart, tell me in detail the situation."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The male sorcerer of Sidaris came before the three witchers, with Triss and Keira Metz following behind him. Both women blinked, but to different objects.

"The three masters, the witcher also has basic knowledge of spells, you should have heard of the double spell, right?"

The witcher nodded.

Feikat explained, "The curse that Princess Yada bears is a double curse, with very distinct characteristics, one, two, but not a third occurrence. As long as we remove the second occurrence of the curse, The curse will completely leave the princess' body. And we must reduce the damage to the princess' spirit and body as soon as possible."