"I know the result." Zelin nodded. The story of the three brothers is often told to children in Skelliger, in order to teach the children to keep the vows, love the brothers, and not move greed.

Since the oathbreaker was a coward, he managed to escape from the eldest brother who was hunting him down. As he crossed the swamp by the Ponta River, he took off his leather shoes in an attempt to create an illusion, and then slipped away quietly. As a result, the prediction came true, and when he tried to hide in the water of the Ponta River, a sword pierced him.

After killing the elder brother with the sacred sword, the eldest brother was cursed for it. He is called a family killer.

"The ending of the legend, I remember that the goddess Freya decided to take away the jealousy and ambition of the elder brother, a beam of light shines on the eldest brother, taking away his jealousy and ambition, and when the light disappears, only the ground is left. With a set of armor and a bloodied sword."

"That's not true. The truth is that the eldest brother wanted to find a warlock to lift the curse, so he came to Lomune where the first order of the sorcerers was located. A wizard who promised to lift the curse lives there. Facts The master lied-he just wanted to unlock the secret of the magical armor. He asked the kinslayer to give him the sword, and when the eldest brother separated from his sword, he fulfilled the prophecy that he can survive only by wearing a full armor- -After losing the weapon, the golem easily killed him."

"As a warlock, I thought you would cover up the ending."

"I am not the warlock who deceived the killer, and I will not act to kill people and steal treasures. Why should I be ashamed of someone who has nothing to do with me." said the warlock. "The results of my investigation show that the warlock who received the Kinslayer's armor later died in Lomugne. The Kinslayer's armor was lying in an unknown place in Lomugne. And this piece of paper records all of me. The results of the investigation and the clues found. This is my painstaking effort and it is worth the price."

"But is there a curse on that armor?"

"The curse is for individuals, not armor. I believe there should be no curse anymore."

"Okay." Zelin nodded. "So, if I buy this paper full of clues and hire a researcher to help me dig out the treasure, how much does it cost?"

"……What do you mean?"

"I'll buy this paper." Zelin pointed at the paper, and then turned to the warlock. "If I hire you to find this armor for me, how much does it cost? You are a magic blacksmith. If you want to check whether there is a curse on the armor, and how much does it cost to instill the armor?"

"...You can't afford the price."

"Who knows." Zelin shrugged. "You may have heard of me, I live in Mahakam Castle."

The warlock's gaze swept across the shoulder of the demon hunter.

"Are you looking for this?" Zelin took out the ebony blade hanging from his waist.

"I've heard of this weapon, cutting iron like mud, but it was not made by a goblin craftsman. This is a magic weapon, right? You are the demon hunter Zelin. Can I study this weapon?" the warlock's voice There was a hint of joy and tension in it. "Let me study this weapon, I don't want you a penny."

"No, this weapon is too dangerous, it may kill you." Zelin shook his head. "That is to say, did you agree?"

The warlock bent down, picked up the paper from the booth, and stuffed it into his pocket. "I agree. But you have to agree to a condition, that is, when you are free, you will give me your demon hunter armor to study for a period of time. There is also a sword unique to the demon hunter."

"Um... OK." Zelin nodded. "Hurry up, and if there is a result, just notify me."

Zelin told the warlock in front of his whereabouts, and the warlock also told Zelin his name. Banlers, a warlock who specializes in materials science, mainly studies forging and golem making.

As soon as the warlock left, Zelin saw the other side Tishaya walking over quickly.

"Tishaya, you..."

Tisaya didn't stop, she walked straight to Zelin and whispered a few words in his ear.

"...Damn it, is this true?" Zelin widened his eyes, causing Hawke who was on the side to widen his eyes, looking at him and Tisaya curiously.

"It's true," Tisaya said solemnly. "He and his accomplice are here."

The first thousand and ten chapters stealing beams and changing posts

"This is not a joke, Zelin."

Roche looked serious. "The accusation that the Nilfgaard army is about to invade means that Natalis must transfer the regiment stationed in Vizima to the front line fortress on the Yaluga River in the south. Soldiers are assembled, the warehouse is mobilized for food, and logistical supplies are arranged. Routes, recruiting farmers, and distributing equipment. It takes more than half a month. Once the army has set off, it is impossible to suddenly summon it back. Where did you get the information? I must arrange for manual confirmation immediately. If it is August 1st , There is not much time left."

"In Nilfgaard, I have a few friends. Well, when I went to the South to accept the commission, it was not called Nilfgaard, it was called the Southern Nations. I met a few friends, and one of them told me Said that he had a brother in the army and told him to return to the south as soon as possible and not to stay near the Yarlung River to do business, because there is going to be fighting there. The specific time is August 1. So he also sent me a gift. There is news. I hope I will go to the south to prevent being affected by the war."

Tishaya didn't want Zelin to leak out the things that the warlock could read and modify the memory, only a few warlocks could do it. She can, and Francesca may be able to do it, but it's hard to do it like Tishaya to be as unnoticeable as possible. The Order of Warlocks has such spells, but Eritusa College and Ben Ade College have long stopped teaching such spells to prevent people from causing fear.

"Is it credible?"

"Roche, if this matter is false, Tamoria will suffer damage. But if it is true, how long can Tamoria survive Nilfgard's raid?" Zelin asked rhetorically. . "I won't risk my reputation. But is Tamoria worthy of your reputation risk? Roche, you and I know that the king killer is most likely Nilfgard behind. Do you think that Nilfgard did this because they happened to find a group of idle killers under the Imperial Intelligence Service? Don’t forget, the last time Nilfgard assassinated Vezmir II before the war began. "

"Damn it, last year's coup almost killed all the agents and intelligence personnel under Thaler!" Roche stamped his foot angrily. "Do you remember the celebrity in front of Princess Yata last year? That Earl Wit from Nilfgard."

"I remember that he almost killed Taller by fake Foltest's orders."

"Yes, the son of a **** almost killed Taler, but some of Taler's men were not so lucky. Until now, we have not had time to train a spy who can go to the south bank of Nilfgad. No. In fact, if there are enough spies, your majesty won’t wait until the god-killed traitors gather an army at La Varetti to find out that they want to betray.” Roche seems to be complaining, but it does make it happen. One can't help but do this. For two consecutive years, Tamoria has not only failed to recover from the wastage of the last Civil War, on the contrary, it has declined more and more in various disasters. "You are right, Tamoria can't bear the new loss."

If the news is false, then Tamoria's loss lies in the military expenses of mobilizing the garrison near Vizima to the fortress along the Yaluga River. But if the news is true, and Tamoria does not respond in advance, the loss may not only be military spending.

"...So this time, they chose to assassinate the kings of the two countries closest to the front line, Tamoria and Aden." Roche lowered his eyes, with a certain suppressed anger in his voice. "Once Aden and Tamoria are in chaos, no one can resist the man in black from crossing the Yarlunga River. I know that it is meaningless to talk about the agreement with the dog in black! You are right, I don't need anything. Fame. August 1st? I’m going to warn the old Natalis if the line of defense is arranged in advance...that’s enough, the military matters are left to the marshal to consider. Zelin, if the Nilfgaards are really there Attack on August 1st. When we interrupt their spine and drive them back to the south of the Yarlung River again, I must ask your Majesty to grant you the largest medal in the history of Tamoria. ."

"The medal is not needed, but the bad news is more than this." Zelin said solemnly. "King Killer, I found him."

In the abandoned square——

Guksat sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the person watching him in front of him, without saying a word.

The man called Ange bought a meal outside and took it back to share with several other people. The crossbowman kept staring at Guksaat, keeping his eyes on. The cat school demon hunter's gaze swept across a building with no roof, only the outer wall. In the window on the second floor of the building, a person hiding behind the wall was staring at the other people below. His gaze then moved to the other side of the collapsed wall, and a pair of piercing eyes could be vaguely seen in the shadow under the gravel.

Bren left a watcher responsible for signaling on his face, but he actually left more secret whistles elsewhere.

"Neiwen, won't you come and have a bite?"

"No, if Bren knew that I hadn't been staring at this bastard, he would take my intestines out and hang it on the tree." The crossbowman's arms trembled a little, and his words didn't seem to be a joke. "Wait another hour, Buren promised that three people would take turns to watch this... Demon Hunter."

"Is this mutant so scary?"

"Buckel, you have only joined soon. It's better not to let Buren hear you dare to say the words mutant and freak." Ange, who was eating a grilled fish, raised his head and quickly made a quiet Gesture. "You don’t know, Bren cut off the tongue of every guy who dared to call him mutant and freak. Once he passed a village, the people in the village called him a mutant freak and spit on him to make him Fuck off. The next day, he led people around the village, killed those who insulted him and spit on him, and hung their bodies in a row by the side of the road. All the people who were still alive were sold to slave merchants. You guys. If you want to die, don’t stand with us and say these two words."

Buckel swallowed.

"Okay, okay. I see, I will never mention these words again in the future."

"It's better to throw them out of your head."

Guxart looked around calmly. As a demon hunter, he could not eat for several days and nights, and the water bag in his hand was enough to keep him going. His eyes were on the tower in the distance. The gangster who kidnapped the female hostage was still sitting on it, yawning boredly. The woman tied to the chair seemed to be in a coma with her head tilted due to fear and exhaustion.

Suddenly, a glimmer of astonishment flashed in Guxat's eyes.

Afterwards, he covered his gaze well, and closed his eyes as if sleepy.

The gangster yawning against the wall on the tower was suddenly grabbed by a pair of hands extending from behind, one hand wrapped around his waist, the other hand covering his mouth, and suddenly pulled him from the edge back to the subsequent spiral staircase. On. In a panic, the culprit wanted to pull out the dagger from his waist, but the people behind were faster. When he put his hand on his waist, a brick hit the back of his head. The culprit rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, blood seeping from his headgear.

Hawke dropped the gangster, walked quickly to the side of the tower, and took off the cap of the kidnapped.

"Oh, aren't you that apprentice?" Marianne raised her eyebrows unexpectedly. "As a spellcaster you will be kidnapped?"

"..." Felicia Currie's makeup was already struggling and her face was blurred with tears. She looked at Marian in shock, but she opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Don't froze, quickly, before they find out. Take off your clothes."

"What, what?"

"Take off your clothes. I brought you another set of clothes. Give me your clothes and leave Lomugne quietly, otherwise they will find something is wrong when they look here. Damn it, hurry up. Don't hesitate."