The first thing Zelin saw was the snow-white skin, followed by the long skirt woven of deep black chiffon silk. The dress is very long, but there is very little coverage. The silver belt is tied to the crimson skirt with a rose-shaped buckle. The hem of the low-cut dress is cut from one side. Zelin is in Novigrad. I have seen clothes of this style, where the side cuts are usually only to the thighs, but this female warlock cut it to the waist.

"I think I heard your name, Zellin, right? Nice to meet you. Actually, I wanted to meet you a long time ago. I'm Sabina Griwig, I guess, you Your friend should have talked to you about me?"

"Uh, yes." Zelin's gaze crossed Sabina's shoulder, but this time, he lost the trace of Francesca. "Enid once told me about you, and it's nice to see you. , But I..."

"I heard that you killed a giant on Udvik Island." Sabina's hand touched Zelin's shoulder. "How did you do it? Are there other warlocks helping you?" The female warlock slightly raised her lips, "You must be very powerful. When Enid recommended you to take care of the portal in the cult, I wanted to meet a demon hunter who could be trusted by an elf."

It's Gramaya. Zelin thought to himself. An alchemy medicine is a kind of ointment used on special occasions. It has a strong psychological suggestion and charm effect. It can be used as a lipstick.

But how could she be so clear about him killing a giant, this matter hasn't even spread across the Skellig Islands.

"Trust is mutual. As long as there is a good start, I trust Enid, and Enid will trust me." Zelin looked away, trying not to look at the looming hips and the crevices of Sabina's dress. Almost half of his chest is exposed. He wants to find Francesca in a crowd of at least four hundred people, but there are too many interferences here. Warlock banquets are different from ordinary banquets, and they will not sit securely at a long table. Behind, eating on his plate and waiting for the servant to bring new food.

Everyone is walking, the horseshoe-shaped banquet table is full of various exquisite foods, everyone can walk to the food they want, pick up the free trays and silver bowls prepared nearby to choose food for themselves And drinks. The dining table only occupies a small part of the banquet hall, and the rest of the room allows guests to walk freely to talk and chat. This kind of banquet first originated in Osenforte, and the professors called it a self-service meal.

"I understand why Enid would trust you, a demon hunter who has feelings, is willing to trust strangers, and is willing to be a gentleman. Then, the rumor that the trial of grass will destroy nerves and emotions is false.喽~"

Sabina leaned forward more aggressively. At this time, the demon hunter noticed a very interesting place. In many sensitive places, this piece of clothing actually applied magic on the needle and thread, which would give people a sense of time and time. The current feeling.

"Is it the secret of Kyle Morhan? It's a pity that I have been in Kovind for many years and I have never visited this legendary Demon Hunter Castle. Maybe you can invite me?"

"I'm sorry, Kyle Morhan is the castle of the wolf school of demon hunters, not the Griffin School." Zelin's gaze swept across the nearby banquet hall, and there was no familiar face in the entire banquet hall. It's not a comfortable thing, he just wants to find the wizard warlock as soon as possible, and then warn her.

But warnings are warnings, but early exposure is another matter.

"School? Oh~ how shallow we knew about demon hunters in the past." Sabina sighed regretfully, her grape-shaped earrings swayed slightly.

Zelin was very happy that he did not bring the emblem of the Griffin School at this time, otherwise the emblem must be ringing at this time.

She is trying to gather intelligence. Zelin thought silently in his heart, but it was just a blink of an eye, he would not think about it in his head, let alone show it on his face. Who will steal thinking? Who won't? No one knows.

A sorceress in a gray-green dress flashed from the corner of the demon hunter's eyes. It might be Francesca.

"If you want to learn about demon hunters, I recommend that you go to Orsonfort to buy a book about demon hunters. And I heard that one of my colleagues, Demon Hunter Geralt came here. , You can learn more from him..."

"Well~ your colleague was watched closely by Ye Naifa. I really don’t understand why anyone would like her, so terribly possessive. Little Triss just smiled at him, and then this old woman He cursed her and drove her away." This sentence must be a bit exaggerated. No one in the banquet hall has spoken loudly, but it may not be exaggerated.

"Even just now, when Yenafa and Francesca were standing together, her eyes didn't leave your colleague half of her eyes. I dare not go there." Sabina gave a warm smile. "And, yours This colleague is now talking to Wigwarts, so I think we can..."

"Yo~ Sabina, have you finally found your prey?"

Chapter 506 Night

Another female warlock approached. She and Sabina both had fiery red hair, but she was wearing a white skirt with white georgette tights inside. She threw a smile to the demon hunter, showing her white and beautiful teeth. "You are the demon hunter? I am Marty. There is a clinic in Goss Willen. If you need it, please feel free to visit."

It seems that a female warlock who specializes in medicine puts her hand on Zelin's chest. "Do you need me to heal your wounds? I heard that your demon hunters will leave a lot of scars on your body. Can we talk about it?" It's just Mar. Di's eyes told the demon hunter that the treatment in her mouth might be different from what he thought.

For some reason, Sabina's eyes showed a trace of annoyance, and she flashed past, but she did not escape the eyes of the demon hunter. She seemed to wink in the direction behind the demon hunter, and then Zelin heard footsteps.

"Marty, maybe you can wait until the Demon Hunter accepts other orders, then you can discuss the treatment with him."

It's rare to hear a familiar voice, but Zelin couldn't be happy about it. Philippa Erhardt came over from behind, and it was Ridania’s spy chief Dixcher who came to Sinide with Philippa. "You want to start talking about your alchemy achievements and medical treatment again. Have you seen it? Or the latest research results about a certain disease? I don't think the demon hunters will be interested in these."

"But anyone who is involved in combat will definitely need a doctor, and..."

Philippa replaced Marty with her hand calmly, ignoring the dissatisfaction expressed in the doctor warlock's eyes, "Your speed surprised me. I thought it would be troublesome to deal with that giant."

Whispering in a low voice, Philippa's hand slid down, and the scent of cinnamon and sweet pine wrapped Zelin's arm and pulled him out of the two women, ignoring him who hadn't finished speaking. Marty "I saw salmon caught from Skelliger on the table over there. I think you can talk to me about Skelliger's experience. I have never been to the archipelago country before, your armor. Very handsome."

The gray-green figure disappeared from his eyes again. He didn't know what Francesca was doing. It was impossible for the wizard warlock to fail to notice the demon hunter who came to the palace.

"Maybe you can wait a moment." Zelin was very happy to be able to not only stare at one or two people, but a Philippa puts him under more pressure than Sabina and Marty combined. As we all know, Philippa is somewhat "Tisaya and I have an agreed meeting, and the time is already..."

"Oh~ Forget about it, we will be busy from tomorrow. We must listen to the teachings of Teacher Tishaya, about peaceful coexistence, about self-restraint, about the obligation of magic, ah~ think about it, it's a headache."

"If the students didn't make a mistake, I think the teacher would waste his tongue to preach." Zelin looked at the huge horseshoe-shaped table, but it was a pity that Francesca could not be found even in the place where the fruit wine was placed.

"Sometimes, the teacher may not understand what the students are doing, but in fact, we are right. Let's forget about this. Is it easy to kill that giant? The demon hunter in my impression is already strong Is it like this?" They walked to the horseshoe-shaped dining table, and they could still hear Marty's complaint behind.

"It's not fair. I really want to have a chat with a demon hunter. Didn't I remember that Philippa only likes beautiful women? When did she change her taste?"

"Come on, Marty, you just want to have a chat with him in your bed, about strangers and life." Sabina giggled, she changed the subject very wisely. "Also, You absolutely gave me fake lipsticks, it didn't work at all."

"That only shows that your charm is not enough, and lipstick can't help you."

"It's very difficult, thanks to the help of Skellige, otherwise I can't deal with that giant." Zelin said half, half.

"Your job sounds dangerous." Philippa leaned against Zelin. She wore a dress that looked like a suspender corset and a loose long skirt stitched together, which just reflected the size and beauty of the chest. You should have noticed that Sabina is helping King Hensett in Kovind to listen for information." She held up a glass of white wine. "Thank me, Demon Hunter, I pulled you out of the spy's hands."

"Then pulled into the arms of another spy?"

"It makes me sad to say that. Whether it is in Osenfurt or elsewhere, I have been helping you. Oh, look, there are some salmon, we can taste it, I heard that this thing is very Delicious."

Zelin picked up a salmon steak "and it's easy to gain weight."

The sorcerer threw away the fish steak as if something in her hand was on fire.

"Marty is really a doctor?" Zelin took a deep breath, and there was a smell of incense floating in the entire palace hall. A female warlock who studies medicine, this is not much. Maybe she is proficient in the stabilization spell "How is her medical level?" He began to think about how to get rid of it. Philippa knew a lot, a lot.

"Marty Soderglin is a therapist. She has only two interests. One is medicine that can cure diseases and the other is aphrodisiac." Philippa looked at the food in front of her with lack of interest. "I hope we have a chance. You can discuss some issues of cooperation, not as a warlock, but as...the decision of the royal council."

"Your words really flatter me."

"We have no reason not to support you, and your college."

"Of course, archers will count their arrows well before going on the battlefield to make sure they can shoot the enemy according to their plan."

Philippa took a sip of wine. "Well, what you say is always very sad, but I am very interested in you. Is this how the demon hunter repays the people who helped him?"

"I will repay anyone who helps me." Zelin nodded, and the nearby dining table was filled with all kinds of exquisite food, but he didn't have any appetite.

"I will have a good chat with you later, clever hunter. Although you have broken my heart, I will give you another piece of advice regardless of previous complaints. Tutor Tisya must have prepared a room for you, Marty. I should be inquiring about the location of your room." Philippa's mouth raised a smile, "Enjoy the banquet, the night is still long~"

After all, the sorcerer left with the white wine, and Zelin heard her whispering in a low voice, "Damn Dixcher, actually invited me to eat salmon in Tritog, no wonder he is so fat..."

With a sigh, Zelin quickly walked away from the horseshoe table. Just now Francesca seemed to have appeared on the second floor of the stairs leading to the palace. There were not many people there. He should be able to find the wizard warlock.

He talked with Philiba for too long, but it was also good, that is, these sorcerers and wizards seemed to have automatically classified him as an acquaintance of Philiba, withdrew his inquisitive gaze, and began to concentrate on other things.

At this time, he heard another woman walking behind him. He decided that he didn't notice anything. If he just came to the banquet, Zelin would be happy to chat with many people, but unfortunately, not now.

This thought until he heard a deliberately lowered voice behind him.

"Wait, Zelin, it's me."

Chapter 507 Another Person

The always conservative chief mage would be surprised by the appearance of the demon hunter, but compared with the surrounding female warlocks, Virginia's clothes are still too old-fashioned.