"Ah, I remember now, you have an older brother, I remember that after the witch hunter was created, he moved from the temple guard to the witch hunter to serve, right?" Nethaniel put the small box next to his nose and sucked a few times. Then he reached into his finger and touched the powder to his gums: "It's a great idea. No matter who it is, you brothers and sisters can get a place in the church. Eggs can't just be placed in one basket, right?"

"The red flame flickers brightly, protecting us from suffering. The flame will never go out, and it will still guide us after death..."

"Tonight, Chapei saw two guests in the temple, one is a demon hunter, and who is the other? What did he and the demon hunter say in the temple? Your Lord Manji would want to know about this. "

"I don't know anything." Janet said stiffly: "You can directly ask the Bishop."

"In other words, you don't want today's anesthetic powder?" Nethaniel shook the closed metal box in his hand, and his eyes became fierce: "Gitland and Gum can't wait to tell everything they know. I, so that I can tell Your Excellency Manji. You have a good opportunity, while Chapei is still there, don't waste it, otherwise the method you get later will be difficult."

"It was you who touched the powder into my mouth during my nap, I don't want them!"

Janet's voice suppressed anger and fear, and she clasped her hands tightly together, as if she was forcibly enduring something: "Please leave here, I don't know anything."

"I hope you don't come and beg me in the future. When Lord Manji enters this temple, you'd better pray for a job scrubbing the floor."

The monk snorted coldly, turned and disappeared behind the stone pillar of the temple.

"The flame protects the world. People standing in the light will never be harmed by evil. The flame washes the filth. Just like burned to a wound with thick sores, souls who have committed evil crimes must also be purified by flame... .."

The sound of prayer echoed in the temple again, and it didn't take long before it turned into a low sob, engulfed by the dull night.

Hawthorne II’s villa is located on the edge of Temple Island.

His family has been rooted in Novigrad for a long time. There are rumors that the Willy family can be traced back to the time when Novigrad became a free city. Novigrad is the capital of one of the earliest kingdoms of mankind-the Kingdom of Shanbuk. Later, the Kingdom of Shanbuk evolved into what is now Redania. By the time of King Vestibo’s reign, the neighboring country Temoria launched the Seven Years’ War. Belonged to the territory of Tamoria. It was not until the time of Ladovide III that King Ladovide III, nicknamed "The Courageous", negotiated with Tamoria, and finally the two sides reached a compromise. Novigrad has since become a city of freedom. In this way, the honor of both countries is maintained.

It's just that the Willie family has long become the Hawthorne family, raised by a group of bitches. Even by the standards of the gang, Hawthorne II is not a good person, or even ordinary people.

Grasping the edge of the scaffold with both hands, Zelin's arm forcefully pulled himself up. Hawthorne's villa has three floors. The continuous houses form a villa in the city that is rarely seen in Novigrad. The top loft of the residence is Hawthorne's favorite pastime spot. He never goes to the brothel, but lets his subordinates send people in. No one dared to defy him, and usually none of the people sent in could go out. However, no one has dared to investigate this matter. The city council is preparing to award Hawthorne II the title of entrepreneur of Novigrad and the status of honorary citizen.

The edge of the villa was still being renovated, and the workers had already gone to rest. Zelin was standing on the scaffolding, watching the thugs patrolling with torches below. This place is very high. If Angulan is imprisoned here, it is really impossible. He can use a paraglider to fly directly out of the Temple Island.

Leaning against the window of the attic, Ze Lin pushed open a gap slightly. There was a candle inside that provided a faint light, and the glass was blurred after special treatment. He couldn't directly see the situation inside, but could only vaguely see a figure standing inside.

After taking a deep breath, Zelin made a gesture of Aksi Fayin. He pushed down the window slightly, but the window did not close.

The next moment, he slammed open the glass window, jumped into the attic, raised his hand and prepared to subdue any enemy who might sound the alarm with Yaxifahin.

Angulan, dressed in blood-stained clothes, stood in front of the dining table, opened her mouth in surprise, and looked at the demon hunter who broke in. The chicken legs in her hand fell to the ground with a snap.

The corpse of Hawthorne II was hanging from the rope on the side.

Chapter 2274: The Secret of the Temple Island

"Angula, what's the matter?"

Zelin looked at everything in front of him in surprise: "You..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Angulan put a finger on her lips. She tiptoed to the door, her ears pressed against the door panel, and her left hand covered her mouth and let out a low moan.

"Why isn't the boss over yet?"

The thugs beside the stairs at the door muttered, "How long has it been? It has been since the sun set."

The other snorted, and pointed his thumb at the door panel behind him: "This is the southern girl sent by the eternal fire. It is much more powerful than the **** on the street. You think the boss can look ordinary. Good thing? Keep waiting. But the sound is intermittent, I guess I'm almost out of breath."

Listening to the voice outside the door, Angulan sighed lightly.

"Why did you come here, uncle?" She turned her head, kicked her boots, and barefoot on the wooden boards with almost no sound. She deliberately lowered her voice: "Be quiet, people outside don't even know that their boss is dead."

"What's the matter?" Zelin asked again, he looked at Hawthorne who was hanged: "You killed him?"

"Of course, although it took a lot of work, this **** couldn't even stand steady. When my old lady was in the empire, she had seen a lot of perverts like him." She picked up the drumstick, blew it, and bite again. A mouthful: "My old lady escaped from a fucking, **** **** monastery by killing her clients. You haven't seen how **** the monasteries in Nilfgard are. They open an orphanage in name. It's a **** brothel, and the old lady can't get the money. Why did you come in?"

"Precautions are very lax. There are scaffolding outside and there are no workers on it. Tisaya is with me, and she provides me with an invisibility amulet. The magical energy can last for more than ten minutes. Wearing it, we should leave." With that, Zelin took out the second talisman. "Wear it, you can be invisible, not long, but enough to get out of here. When you see Tishaya, be polite."

"I know, I'm definitely not going to confront that old maiden." Angula chewed hard, swallowed the meat, and wiped his fingers on the tablecloth: "I'm **** starving to death and staying in prison. Nothing to eat. Okay, just put it on, right?"

"Yes, let's go."

Tisaya, wearing a long purple dress, is standing on the Saint Gregory Bridge. This long bridge is large enough to allow two carriages to travel side by side. There are even houses and vendors built on the bridge on both sides. Stall. Every ten steps, there is a square pillar of masonry that supports the vault above the long bridge. There is a platform protruding outwards between the stone pillars, allowing visitors to overlook the strait and the city's scenery from the platform.

Standing on the observation platform, the lavender eyes under the hood stared at the temple island in the distance. A winding stone road is like a poisonous snake winding around the island, and the brazier reflects the outline of the stone road in the dark night.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turned her head, and along with the fluctuation of the air, Zelin and Angola appeared behind Tishaya.

"You are back." She looked at Angula and looked at her carefully: "You look intact, very good, girl."

"My heart and intestines are scarred." Angula made a grimace: "What about the others? Damn, I stunned a witch hunter, and a **** attacked me from behind. What about the other students? You have to. Go and rescue them as soon as possible. They are imprisoned in the sewer."

"The sewer?"

"Yeah, I can smell it. The smell is definitely silt in the sewer."

"It seems that Manji has found a good place in the past." Zelin shrugged, "But don't worry, they are safe. Now Cahill is left. By tomorrow, Chapei should be able to let him out. , Then you guys..."

"I'm going to Lomugne. I believe Triss will settle the others in Corville." Tishaya said, and she looked at Angola: "Angula, you follow Triss to Corville. It’s safe there. War and witch hunters haven’t spread to it. You go to the dock warehouse. Do you know the warehouse next to the tuna tavern, opposite the tuna tavern? Triss is in it. Go directly to her."

"How about you, auntie?"

"I have other things to do with the Demon Hunter." Tisaya sorted out the wrinkles on both sides of the hood, and stretched the two thin lines on the underside of the hood into aligned positions: "And, wait for you. Cowell, when you recover, find a pointer to beat the palm of your hand! Let's go, Zelin, there is a boat here."

Leaving the Gregory Bridge, Zelin and Tishaya walked towards the harbour on the side.

"I think there may be a secret passage leading directly to the ruins of the underground elves on the Temple Island, and it must be very hidden, otherwise it is impossible for Chapei to be ignorant of this matter, and **** the warlock from the temple, even if he did not see it, I can also hear about it." Stepping onto the canoe docked on the shore, Zelin sat in the stern, holding the revolving handle. This kind of canoe mainly relies on sea wind and currents. The passengers only need to use the handle to control the direction of the sail: "Did you find information about the warlock who took refuge in the eternal fire?"

"No, it's impossible for anyone I can think of. They are either not here, or they are dead, or they are hostile to the Eternal Fire Church. Even if they surrender, the church will not agree to it, because these people oppose it. It's a threat to Dovide." Tisaya put her legs together and smoothed the long skirt on her thighs: "No matter who he is, I only need to see his laboratory to know. Of course, I can't rule out the possibility of a wild warlock. In the past, it was impossible for the Order to find every child with a gift for magic, not to mention that after the Coup in Sinide, the Order lost many functions, including searching for talented apprentices. During this time, there may be some The talented warlock himself has mastered magic power."

"What are the possibilities?"

"Very low." Tisaya shook her head: "Most of them will be killed by magic beyond the body's capacity before they can control the magic of chaos."

As she said, she snapped her fingers, and the sails were filled with an invisible wind. The canoe immediately drove out of the trestle bridge and headed for the towering Temple Island under the influence of the wind.

Shrine Island is not so much an island as it is a mountain that rises above the sea. Its top is almost tens of meters above sea level. The top is brightly lit, the cliffs are lush, and tenacious trees grow slantingly in the soil in the crevices of the rocks.

"I remember here, there is an underground pier on Temple Island, where the ships of the Eternal Fire are docked, and sometimes it is also a paradise for smugglers. The church tariffs are much cheaper than the city council tariffs. I have seen that pier. , I can’t believe that there can be another elven ruin there.” Zelin remembered that when he was in the plague ship, Cha Pei hid the fleet in the underground dock to intercept the demon spirit ship. "Go straight in? I don't know as much about magic and history as you, you have the final say."

"No... not here." Tisaya lowered her eyes, she stretched out a finger, raised her hand, and the loose sleeves slipped to the elbow position: "I can feel the magic. The weak magic power is not in the underground dock, but in the middle of the temple island."

"The middle position..." Ze Lin squinted his eyes and raised his head to look at the temple island above: "Wait, look at that position. Is that a cave?"

"Let me see." The violet pupils lit up, and Tishaya frowned, "Except there, I don't see any other possible places. Give me your hand."

"I hope your teleportation spell is more secure than Enid's."

Tisaya held Zelin's wrist and shook her head: "Her space magic is better than mine."

The next moment, a bright orange light flashed, and the empty ship lost the wind and drifted towards the cliff of the Temple Island with the current.