Chapter 332: Hunting the Griffin

Near the White Orchard, Edward and Geralt, the garrison of Nilfgaard, arrived in front of the camp before dark, and two soldiers blocked their way. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Hey, stranger, the barracks here, even the local residents need the commander's permission to enter. One of the soldiers said, "Not to mention you two strangers that I have never seen in Baiguoyuan Village." ”

"You should know me, Geralt of Rivia. Geralt said, "I'm a demon hunter, maybe your commander needs me to do something you can't?"

"Okay. The two soldiers looked at each other, and immediately let them go, kindly reminding, "Commander Peter is inside the tower where the gate turns right." ”

"The soldiers of Nilfgaard seem to be very talkative?" said Edward as he followed Geralt into the barracks, surveying his surroundings.

"That's just scratching the surface. Geralt said, "In this world, no army is friendly. My guess is that their commander will certainly make some demands in exchange for Yennefer's intelligence. ”

"For the northern nations, Nilfgaard is the aggressor. They are indeed friendly to their people, but they are very cruel to their enemies, even going so far as to kill many civilians who oppose them. ”

"Killing civilians?" Edward was taken aback, which was a little unimaginable in his perception.

"It seems that you are much more civilized there than we are. "But war is war, and it's always the civilians who suffer." ”

While chatting, the two soon found the commander, who, as Geralt had expected, asked him to hunt the griffon before telling him about Yennefer's whereabouts.

"You see, Mr. Demon Hunter. After leaving the barracks, Geralt smiled wryly, "This is the life of us demon hunters, and we will be willingly swayed by gold coins all the time. ”

"It's not hard to hunt griffins. Edward tossed the whistle that summoned Elan and said, "If you need help." ”

"Well, to hell with the buckthorn and the traps. Geralt said, "Now is not the time to complete the commission, we all have people to look for." ”

"Choose wisely, the best way to deal with the Air Force is always the Air Force. ”

The two chose an open space, Edward whistled, and Alan flew in from the distant sky.

"Don't you need to blow the whistle?" Geralt looked at Alan in the sky, his whole body tense, but he still didn't forget to joke.

"It's for outsiders other than me. Edward laughed, "In fact, I don't even have to whistle to get Alan in my bearings. ”

It didn't take long for Alan to hit the ground with a "bang", and rubbed the feathers on his neck affectionately against Edward's face.

"I guess it's a lioness. Geralt, who was knocked to the ground by the shock of Alan's landing, got up and said.

Before Edward could respond, Alan yelled at Geralt in dissatisfaction.

"In front of Alan, Mr. White Wolf should be careful with his words. Edward soothed Elandau, "This gentleman can understand human language. ”

"Really, a griffin that understands human language?" Geralt tried to stroke Alan's feathers, but was startled away by Alan's glare, "Can it understand the gesture?"

Looking at Geralt's raised middle finger, Edward smiled and shook his head. This seemingly calm demon hunter is sometimes more troublesome than Millhouse.

Edward whispered a few words to Alan, who immediately let out a cry of excitement, flapped his wings and flew up, and then disappeared into the distance.

"Is that all right? shall we wait here or go back to the hotel first?" Geralt looked at the sunway that had already descended the mountain, "It's not a good idea to camp out in the wilderness. ”

"Just wait a moment. Edward pretended to touch his back, took out two delicate flasks, and threw one to Geralt.

Geralt took it for some reason, and asked Edward what it was with his eyes, and Edward turned the lid of the flask, opened it, and took a sip and said, "It's wine, but it's strong, and you need to take a small sip." ”

As soon as he heard that it was wine, Geralt opened it without hesitation, took a few sharp sips, and then coughed violently, of course, and his face began to turn red.

"Ha, good wine! This is your wine? This is what men should drink. Geralt coughed and took a sip, "This flask is a good one, it's good for this spirit." ”

"I've given it to you, this flask isn't worth much. Edward smiled as he looked at Geralt's love for it.

Geralt went to hunt a few hares nearby, while Edward set up a fire, and the two of them roasted and drank like old friends who had known each other for many years.

Geralt, who was a little drunk, talked about their business as a demon hunter, and Edward realized that the demon hunters in this world were not simple.

Demon hunters were created by mages to deal with the various monsters that spread across the land after the rendezvous of the celestial spheres. They are not just a profession, they can also be considered an identity or race.

Because when the humans who have been chosen by fate complete the trials of demon hunters, their bodies have long since ceased to be the same as before. They are more agile and strong, immune to most diseases and toxins, and more acute, able to detect small marks, smells, and sounds. They are also excellent swordsmen, herbalists, trackers, and monster hunters, who have undergone more than a decade of rigorous training to be able to hunt down most of the monsters and beasts that pose a threat to people, and to protect the safety of people, as well as the demon hunters themselves.

However, this did not bring them much honor, on the contrary, they suffered hostility and discrimination because of their power and inhuman status, their ever-cold expressions, and the high bounties they demanded. With the passage of time, and the gradual adaptation of human beings to the monsters that came to the world due to the meeting of these celestial spheres, the demon hunters who were originally needed by people and constantly gave people help are gradually no longer needed, and slowly decline.

This history and experience of demon hunters is very similar to that of demon hunters in the Eastern Continent of the native plane, except that the strength of the enemies they need to face.

"When did you become a demon hunter...... Demon hunters?" Geralt asked.

"I grew up on the demon battlefield and hunted monsters with my father. Edward also reflected on his career, "I was already able to move alone at the age of ten and accomplish a lot of tasks. ”

Hearing this answer, Geralt gave a thumbs up: "I can't imagine, how could your parents be willing to let such a little child fight demons on the battlefield?"

"It's a tradition of our family. Edward said, "Every demon hunter family needs to let their children adapt to the battlefield from an early age, even a patriarch family like us is not exempt from vulgarity, otherwise they will be spurned by other demon hunters." ”

Geralt pondered, as if imagining the scene.

At this moment, a loud chirp broke the silence of the night, and a shining bird-shaped circle of light appeared in the sky, rapidly descending here. (To be continued.) )