"Of course, if my sister told me to go to the camp and kill the **** king, I would never have any hesitation!"

"But your sister likes Zelin."

Little Yusevka's face collapsed immediately.

"How do I know how he tricked my sister into his hands."

"If Zelin is very happy, your sister will be very happy too." Maria is insincere and seduced. She knows that Yusevka's character is not the kind of person who will rush over when he hears the need for return. In other words, she may not think Zelin is a lifesaver. "When you meet your sister, you can tell her what you have done here so that she won't be proud of you?"

"Um..." Young Yusevka pondered for a few seconds. "But it's not enough!"

"I will help you when you, your sister, and Zelin are there, how about?"

"No problem! Tell me, who are you going to kill?" Young Yusevka stood up and patted the wrinkled skirt. Maria couldn't help but frowned. She could see that this dress must have been thrown in the basin to dry after washing, and it was full of folds. "Will you kill the people in that camp? I can prepare some poison."

"No, you stay here, just be optimistic about not letting any extra people pass by." Maria said, then she raised her head, looked to the sky, raised her hand and made a gesture. In the distance, the sky before dawn was white. "It's dawn, it's over."

Alta Reall on the tower saw Maria's gesture and immediately bent his bow and set an arrow. The feather arrow was attached to his face, his eyes narrowed into a gap. After a few breaths, the arrow flew out of the string, turned into a golden light, and disappeared into the air.

A few seconds later, in the camp, Radovide ran out of the tent.

"There is an assassin!" he yelled. The canvas of the tent behind him was torn, but there were no traces of feather arrows. "There are assassins! Come and protect me! There are traitors! There are traitors here!"

Altarel bent the bow and set the arrow again.

This was exactly the method he had used to assassinate Yada, and now the same method has fallen on his head.

A few seconds later, a knight who had just mounted his horse and was about to command the soldiers to line up to protect the king was shot and fell off the horse. When he fell to the ground, the armor was intact. The golden light in Altariel's hand flowed, and one after another turned into light flew into the camp of Radania. She didn't stop until she emptied the fifteen arrows left in the quiver. Later, she turned to look at the place where Zelin was, and saw that the demon hunter was yawning, stretched out and walked out of the residence, then turned and walked down the tower.

There was chaos in the camp. The shouts of Ladovide, the shouts of the soldiers, the orders of the knights, and more people who don't know why they quickly picked up their weapons, but they didn't know where the enemy was. The archer held the bow, but didn't know which direction to shoot. A group of soldiers holding shields ran to Ladovide to protect their king, but Ladovide ordered no one to approach him to prevent the assassins from mixing in. The horses in the stable were frightened. A soldier tried to hold the reins, but was kicked to the ground by the horse. The frightened horses that ran out caused more confusion and damage.

The Hummers Alliance nobles protesting in front of the camp looked at each other, and looked at the Redanians who suddenly fell into panic with all doubts on their faces. They stood outside the fence, only a few distances from the Redanians, but they seemed to be in two different worlds.

"What happened to these Redanians?" asked a nobleman who was at the back of the protest line.

"Maybe cursed by the gods." An elderly nobleman touched his beard and coughed slightly. "The gods will curse these insatiable bastards."

"They seem to be calling for a king slayer?"

"How is it possible, we are the only people at the entrance of the camp." The other person waved his hand in disdain. "We've all seen it. Only Radovide kept sending people out all night. No one went in at all. Not to mention, there are open spaces around here. How could someone assassinate him with a bow and arrow over four hundred meters away?"

"Ladovide is crazy."

"He may be crazy." The old noble nodded thoughtfully. "It's very possible. Let's go. Madness may be contagious. If Ladovide dies, the Humphus Alliance will be safe. I don't want to be a lunatic."

The first thousand nine hundred and forty chapters confidant

When the sky was white and the sun finally rose from the east, this summit meeting, which had affected the nerves of many people, finally came to an end.

Zelin stood in the open space in front of the tower. The refreshing wind blew from the other side of the Blue Mountain, bringing the breath of morning dew toward his face, making him yawn comfortably.

How long hasn't he let go of all his thoughts and sleep well without thinking about anything?

It seemed that it was the first time I came back from Skyrim. First, the coup on Sinide Island, then the invasion of the White Rose Knights, and then the trails of Southern Ciri and Wild Hunt. Then came the decisive battle between the north and the south, and went to pursue Wigwarts. Later, the portal had an accident and did not fall in the continent of Saidas, but appeared in the shadow world outside the world of Saidas. As a result, it was discovered by Corifias and almost caused the demons in the shadow world to pass through the portal. Invade his world. Then there was another plague. The plague that Xili accidentally brought from other worlds almost destroyed Novigrad, followed by ambush wild hunt, rescue the kidnapped Ye Naifah, and figure out the plan of wild hunt. Even last year, Jaques stole the mutant formula of Kelmohan's Demon Hunter, which almost caused a catastrophe.

Think about it carefully, it's been seven years. In his world alone, all kinds of troubles seem to have never stopped. Not to mention, sometimes he has to think about things on the other side of the portal.

Rubbing the corners of his eyes, Zelin yawned again.

"Good morning."

Zelin looked in the direction of the sound. Maria was sitting on a raised rock with her arms on her chest, her slender legs folded, her right leg pressed on her left leg, her toes tilted. . He tilted his head slightly, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Good morning." Zelin patted his mouth. "It looks like everything is normal?"

"Why see?"

"The city is very quiet. I didn't hear any extra sounds last night."

"Perhaps because everyone in this city is dead, and an empty city cannot make a sound."

"I slept in a noisy city, and when I woke up, I found that all the people in the city had disappeared. This kind of horror plot in a suspense detective novel is not funny at all." Zelin shook his head. "The explosion of the warlock assessment last night continued until dawn. Since there are so many warlocks who know how to make a burst of fireballs in the sky, I think they should learn to perform fireworks displays in the countryside. Maybe they can attract a lot more. The support of the people."

"Like your friend Gandalf?"

"If you go there, you will be surprised by Gandalf's fame and reputation." Zelin thought of the situation he encountered the last time he went to Gondor. From Gushan to Gondor, from Gondor to Shire, it seems that every town in every town has known or heard the name of Gandalf the Grey, and even the owner of the Prancing Horse inn declared that Gandalf at least patronizes him. The tavern twice. "I think the warlocks here are more willing to treat themselves as human beings rather than some noble creatures that surpass people. Their situation is much better than they are now."

"That's why you have always thought of yourself as an ordinary human?" Maria raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, I have summarized a truth. People who lower expectations will never be disappointed, just like a humble hunter can hardly die by the hands of powerful monsters. Pride and prejudice never make a person, but they can easily Destroy him." Zelin sighed. "I have seen too many outstanding swordsmen who are confident against monsters die in the hands of monsters, and those lords who think that they can clean evil spirits and scavengers in mines by putting on their soldiers in good armor. In the end, he still has to spend one. For a sum, please ask the Demon Hunter to solve the problem."

After chatting with Maria for a while, Zelin asked about what happened last night.

After hearing that all the survivors of Yanan came here to help him, Zelin lowered his eyes and was silent for a while.

"I don't know how to thank you."

"You are the best thank you for letting them help. I told you before, Zelin, it is very uncomfortable to always owe others the favors." Maria took Zelin's hand. "I finally understand why you are not good at ordering people to do things."

"Who said that, wasn't I very good at it the other day?"

Maria stared at him blankly.

"Okay, okay, it's because of the ring. You are right. I may be affected by the ring, although I don't want to push the cause of what I have done to a dead object that can't speak. I have to put it as soon as possible. It is sent away, the sooner the better. I have put the ring away. But I think even if I didn’t get the ring, I would often ask for help."

"For example,'Siris, help me guard this tent. Frid, send me a letter, Uther, thank you for helping me wash my clothes.' Some trivial things?" Maria lowered her eyes and pressed it. Zelin had calloused fingers. "In your hundred years of life, you have long been accustomed to accepting commissions to do things for others. You decided to accept commissions to manage a castle, not in a certain corner of your heart, but still envy those who gave you The entrusted aristocratic lord? It’s just that you never thought you would become that kind of person. You still think in your heart that you are just a demon hunter who seeks entrustment and meets friends, a wandering swordsman. People in this world look disgusting and discriminatory. You subconsciously think that helping your friends for free is a way to maintain people’s friendly attitudes. It’s the most common thing, and it’s not noble. But not every world is full of prejudice against you like this, Zelin."

"Oh, I don't know whether you are me or I am me." Zelin joked. "But anyway, are they still there? I want to thank them."

"They have already gone back. You can go to Cain Hirst if you have the opportunity. I will invite them to a dinner there."

In Maria's mouth, Zelin learned an unexpected news.

"Ladovide has returned home? The Redanians are gone?"

"Yes, only one sergeant led more than a dozen soldiers to stay as a temporary representative."

"A sergeant?"

"Provisional representative." There was an imperceptible smile in Maria's eyes. "He ran away."

"...What did you do last night?"

"Ladovide has been talking about Kingslayers. He might want to see the Kingslayers, so I helped him. As a result, he was not happy at all and said that the city was full of killers and traitors." Leah's voice was calm, but Zelin felt that the corners of her mouth were always rising slightly. "Oh, yes, it's not just Yanan's friends who come to help, but the roles of Frid and Siris are also very important."

"Hmm..." Zelin nodded. After Frid and Siris came to the castle, she helped a lot since the White Rose Knights invaded. "They have helped me a lot, and I suspect that if this continues, I will owe her favor."

After a few seconds, Maria said suddenly. "I think of a way that you can repay her for her help."