The Divine Hunter

In the early morning, the golden sunlight shone through the cracks of the window, revealing a cheek covered with dark red scars.

Kaiyan, who was lying comfortably on the bed, opened his eyes, and his scarlet pupils swept across the tawny ceiling.

Turning his face... yellow and cracked walls, a cramped, old, but tidy room, a mattress made of hay and linen.

Ugly cheeks, revealing an ugly smile, but from the heart.

It turned out that everything was true, he got rid of the boundless darkness and returned to the world.

For the first time in thirty years, he slept soundly like a normal person.

even had a sweet dream—

In the dream, this inhuman body was cured as before, and he quit the "monster killer world", started a small business in Nuocheng, bought a house with the money he saved, married a big ass wife, and then adopted it. A pair of naughty children.

The family lived a simple and happy life with small business.

But after all, it is a dream, and it has to return to cruel reality.

Kaiyan touched the blood-red mummified body and shook his head.

Change into a grey shirt on the hanger, skinny leather pants, and a thick hooded cape.

And of course, the most important thing, the mask and sunglasses that cover the cheeks.

If any part of the body leaks, it will probably be regarded as a ghoul by the people of Nuocheng?

"Caz—"

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the morning breeze from the canal gently caressed his cheeks.

Kayan narrowed his eyes comfortably.

It was early in the morning, in the spacious yard in front of the door, the young Snake Sect witcher was humming a little tune, deftly using a soft brown brush soaked in water, for the one called Werther, who had not yet been gelded. Brown stallion with brushed oily fur.

Enjoying the master's considerate service, the horse lifted his upper lip comfortably, revealing a row of big white teeth. With a series of puffs and splashes of drool, Big Fang touched the witcher's neck and cheek in a gesture of closeness.

On top of the white star spots on its forehead, stood a blue-grey, small and lovely pearl bird with a chestnut-red short beak.

The little guy shook his head and sang happily.

After a while, he jumped playfully into the short black hair of the witcher and built a simple lair.

"Tweet, twitter", the crisp and tactful singing kept ringing.

As if cheering for the witcher.

Roy put the pearl bird on his head like this, waving the brush to beat the horse's mane, and his smiling face was covered with a soft glow.

Seeing this scene, Kaiyan's depressed mood eased slightly.

There seems to be something missing from the unreachable dream - well, companion animals, a cat and a dog would be nice.

...

Kayane moved his lips and was about to say hello.

Suddenly, a Mohawk-haired, well-built girl rushed into the yard, rushed to the side of the Snake Witcher, and wrapped his arms in his arms enthusiastically.

He grabbed the brush again and helped to wash it up. During this period, the small movements continued, and the shoulders and back touched the companion from time to time.

Outside the door, the face under Kayane's mask suddenly solidified, and his waving hand stopped in mid-air.

How could this young man and woman flirt in front of a ninety-year-old bachelor regardless of the occasion?

The man shook his head and sighed, thinking of his own bad situation.

When I was a bodyguard on the Flying Bucks, I planned to save some money and quit it and get a wife.

But who would have thought that it would turn into the disgusting appearance of gods and ghosts, let alone women, water ghosts would dislike it!

"Good morning, Kayane!" Roy gently pushed away the giggling girl Zerican who was squeezed beside him, and smiled at the man, "How are you feeling these two days, are you still used to living?"

"Compared with a hard operating table, the conditions here are simply heaven!"

"Then you should sleep a little longer and make up for the sleep you missed in the past."

"I've slept for almost 30 years, plus these two days, I've slept enough." Kaiyan shook his head with a wry smile, his broken gong-like voice, and the meaning revealed in the words, could not help attracting Cantila's look.

However, the girl kept in mind her companion's reminder and did not ask questions recklessly.

Kaiyan said with anticipation, "I just want to go around now and see the world in '30 years later'... By the way, where are the owls and the others?"

"I should stay outside the pharmacy at this time, and I'll be back at noon... Let's go, buddy, I'll let you go today and visit Nuocheng together."

Roy took the horse back to the stable, and gave a few more words to the lively pearl bird, stuffing it into the saddlebag.

They left the house in the civilian area.

The three walked through the winding alleys, passed a quaint stone arch bridge, and came to the noisy commercial area on the other side of the river.

Kaiyan's scarlet eyes looked around curiously through the sunglasses.

For a long time, this city of freedom, the capital of commerce, has been updated at an astonishing speed.

Compared with thirty years ago, Nuocheng at this time is undoubtedly more prosperous. The streets are spacious and tidy, and the houses are elegant and delicate, with red tiles, beautiful stained windows, and white cement walls.

Along the way, the Nuocheng people he met were also much more fashionable than thirty years ago, and the colors of their clothes were no longer the same black, gray and white.

Gorgeous purple, red, and blue can be seen everywhere, with a variety of clothing styles, bright and bright, and also with rings, belts, earrings, necklaces, headwear...

Nuocheng does not distinguish between high and low, as if everyone has a heart of chasing fashion.

"In the city of freedom, as long as you're not lazy, you can always find a job and survive." Roy looked around casually.

Early in the morning, the streets were full of pedestrians... Coolies pushing unicycles to transport goods, businessmen with big belly in silk robes but walking like wind, shirtless morning exercisers covered in oil and sweat.

The face is full of vigor and energy.

"The reverse is also true. If you are lazy, you will be eliminated soon, and your life will be more miserable than the rats in the sewer."

...

The three walked through a row of shops selling vegetables and dried fruit.

Enter the central area of ​​the commercial street.

Accidentally caught the attention of the nearby Eternal Fire guards.

The sun is shining, and Kaiyan's completely covered dress looks extremely strange, and it is also quite eye-catching in Novigrad, who pays attention to tolerance and harmony.

Coupled with the witcher with beast pupils and the short Mohawk-haired, exotic-looking Lady Zerican, this combination is really eye-catching.

Two Eternal Fire soldiers with long swords on their waists and chain armor quickly approached.

"Stop! Routine check!"

"Please keep quiet!"

The guard looked up and down with his eye straps, his eyes lingering on Kaiyan for the longest time, full of suspicion and distrust, and the latter couldn't help but shudder.

Being locked in a "dark prison" and isolated from the world for 30 years made him very unaccustomed to such excessive scrutiny.

Instinctively, the muscles tighten spontaneously.

There was a faint and powerful aura all over his body.

But Roy gave him a reassuring look.

...

With a light blue stubble on his chin, the immature-faced Soldier of Eternal Fire took a step forward and was about to search his body.

But he was grabbed by the arm of his companion.

Another soldier, his brown eyes swept across the snake pendant on Roy's neck and dark gold pupils.

The superior's warning echoed in his ears.

Dread flashed across his face.

"Master of the Snake Sect, this guy is new here. His eyes are not good enough to recognize the wrong person. I am very sorry for disturbing the three!"

He nodded apologetically at the three of them, and dragged the puzzled companion away.

Kaiyan was greatly surprised, thinking that the two guards would embarrass him.

In his inherent impression, except for Keville and Povis, who were full of scientists, lunatics, and adventurers, no matter which country or city, the attitude towards witchers was quite mean.

Could it be that the world has changed so much in thirty years?

The witcher's bad reputation improved?

"Roy... What happened just now, if I read it right, the guards of Nuocheng actually compromised with the witcher?"

"When we first came to Nuocheng, the situation was quite bad." Roy smiled happily, "But the Snake faction and the cat faction have united to show their strength to the giants of Nuocheng."

"Nuocheng has this advantage. If you speak with strength, as long as your fist is big, you can get corresponding respect!"

"Since then, we have coexisted peacefully, and the well water does not violate the river water!"

"This is the power of unity!"

Roy's meaningful words and burning eyes.

Let Kayan ponder.

Indeed, he has lived for more than ninety years, and he has never seen such a group of people walking together as this snake sect.

In the past, all witchers used to go alone, no exceptions!

"Is this the current fashion trend, group cooperation?"

"arrive!"

The tinkling sound of the dwarf construction team rang out.

The three saw their companions outside the shop in the middle of the long street—

The Oaks brothers, Leto, Phillius master and apprentice.

Owl waved his hand and pulled the thin and handsome boy beside him to him.

"Good morning, Uncle Kayan."

With two dark circles under his eyes, the boy let out a timid cry, and for a moment he thought of the terrifying face he saw that night.

"Karl, are you having a nightmare?"

Kaiyan said jokingly, rubbing the boy's short hair, the latter immediately trembled and his face was pale.

"Owl, it seems that you have to add some special training in the future to train the courage of this kid. Otherwise, in a few months, he will not be able to survive the green grass trial."

"What additional training do I need to see you every day..." Owl raised his eyebrows and said solemnly, "Isn't it just exercising courage?"

The two laughed and punched in midair.

This old friend who has been away for fifty years is stronger than Owl imagined.

Having experienced such a tragic encounter and turned into such a terrifying appearance, he can only "hide his head and show his tail" in the future, but he doesn't take it seriously.

The three of the Snake Sect couldn't help showing admiration.

...

"By the way, what's going on with this pharmacy?" Kayan looked curiously at the shop, only to see a few bearded dwarves holding a hammer and facing the wall with pious faces. "Are you planning to retire early and move to the business field?"

"The Snake Brothers bought this shop, and I bought a share..." said the owl, "a small investment to share the risk, and I will be unemployed in the future, so I won't starve to death."

"I don't hide it from you. In addition to this pharmacy shop, the singing and dancing hall next door is also their property."

When Kaiyan heard the words, the scarlet eyes under the sunglasses were shining brightly. No matter how old he was, he knew the value of shops in Nuocheng business district.

"Could it be that a few of you robbed a vault?"

"Haha, the vault is not enough," Oaks frowned, "but we did make a big deal together!"

"How about it, are you interested in making a name?" Roy said half-truths when he saw it, "I will call you when there is a big move in the future!"

Kayan leaned against the wall and thought for a moment, "It will take a while, until I find the lost blueprint on the Flying Buck and bring it to a few masters, and then catch the guy who escaped from the laboratory and pay the debt with blood! "

"Man, you should rest for a while..." Serrit said, "Let's figure out a way to heal your body. Find a warlock, druid, or a priest of the Temple of Meritelli who is good at healing. ."

"That's right, Kaiyan, revenge and drawings are not in a hurry." Owl also sincerely comforted, "The most important thing is to heal the wound."

"Brothers, thank you for your kindness," Kayan just shook his head with a bitter tone, "but I know my state, basically I was skinned, and the wounds were all scabbed, in a deformed way. Healing. No cure at all!"

"And magic is not omnipotent. At least based on my experience of more than 90 years, the magical transformation of warlocks, priests, and druids cannot make the scars all over the body disappear out of thin air, and re-grow smooth and complete new skin, no one can There is such a thing!"

Hearing this, Roy remembered another thing.

Later, during the Battle of Sodden, Triss Merigold was seriously injured, losing all her hair and having multiple burns on her body.

Even after being treated with spells, nectar, holy artifact, and medicine, there are still a few scars left, which made her not dare to wear her favorite low-cut dress later.

Philippa, whose eyeballs had been removed, could not recover.

Magic really isn't everything.

"I know in my heart that unless I make a wish to Di Jing, I will have to wear this face for the rest of my life." Kaiyan said firmly.

"It's true that the warlock can't do it...but maybe other things." The vulture suddenly paused,

"What's the meaning?"

"Do you still remember the sacred acorns you grabbed from the three witches in No Man's Land Velen?"

"What do you mean by acorn?" Kayan said with a hint of excitement.

"A magical fruit with powerful recovery capabilities." Roy explained.

There are still three acorns in his trophy package, as well as the arm of the cook, and the large metal spoon.

"The acorn contains the life essence of the sacred oak tree. It can heal all injuries, and even grow a broken arm, giving people a new life?" The vulture added.

Kaiyan's breathing became short.

Roy hesitated for a moment, "But the side effects of this thing make me a little bit intolerable - if I eat it, I will lose most of my memory."

The latter heard the words, breathing stagnant, lowered his head and tangled for a long time, his fingers began to tremble.

After a while, he shook his head heavily,

"It's such a pity... I lost my memory, so am I still me? I finally found myself from being lost for 30 years, and I don't want to get lost for the second time... This method can be avoided."

"By the way, after the opening of your pharmacy, do you still need manpower? I want to look for blueprints and enemies while earning money, but with the current appearance, it is difficult to find a normal job! Even if you want to accept a commission, you have to If you meet with your employer, you will definitely fail..."

Kayan pleaded,

"My alchemy skills are not bad... Although I have been imprisoned for a long time, I still have decades of experience... After I get started, I can quickly return to the previous level!"

Starting over, he can't always rely on others for food, he has to find a stable income.

Roy glanced at everyone and stretched out his hand.

"To have a master alchemist join us, I can't ask for it!"

He had another consideration in his mind. As far as he knew, Kayane was also a ruthless character before he was imprisoned. He had received many assassination commissions, and the lives in his hands were far more than wicked and scum.

But after a rough test, the other party is not the eccentric, surly, uncomfortable guy he imagined, he knows how to behave.

But the expedition is far from over.

It just so happened that after the Snake sent to Kyle Mohan, the industry in Nuocheng needed to leave some strong people to take care of it. Owl and Kayan were undoubtedly the best candidates, and they could also escort the singing and dancing hall next door by the way.

If Kayarn is still doing well during the probation period, everyone can rest assured that he will be brought into the Alliance to fight for the cause of the witcher's revival.

"After that, please give me more advice."

There was a hoarse laughter from Kayan's severely damaged throat, and there was a sense of relief in his body.

"You don't mind the low wages... and there are fewer and fewer of the same kind, so witchers should take care of each other!"

Several hands overlapped together.

Kayan's heart was pounding.

Today is undoubtedly the most perfect day he has had in thirty years.

He had never felt such trust and selfless help.

Maybe after avenging blood revenge, should continue to stay?

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