The Divine Hunter

The next morning, Roy woke up refreshed after meditating all night.

After completely replacing sleep with meditation, he only needs five hours of rest and wakes up refreshed every morning. Such a day is completely unimaginable for him, who often suffered from insomnia and even neurasthenia in his previous life.

And although this young body is thin, his physique is not bad, even better than his previous life.

Leto in the other room went out earlier than him, drinking wine and eating pies on the first floor of the tavern, still with a poker face, showing no sign of last night's romance.

"Don't get some sleep?"

"Relax, relax, witchers can't lose basic self-discipline."

The two chatted while eating, and Roy mentioned the dwarf incident by the way. Unexpectedly, just as he spoke, the master came.

Compared to yesterday, Sevier's eyes seemed heavier and he looked extremely tired, but he was still struggling. Tell them about their troubles.

The witcher naturally wouldn't despise too much entrustment, and Leto listened patiently.

"Since three months ago, nightmares suddenly haunted me, and I was like a devil from early morning until dawn, giving me no chance to relax."

"I slept very badly every night, sometimes waking up suddenly in the middle of the night, and after a period of time, my physical health was greatly affected."

"Can you imagine? The little squirrel of Mahakam, Sevier Hogg, who used to be energetic for three days and three nights without sleep, is now dozing off when he's distracted. I don't feel like I'm strong anymore. Dwarves, but turned into goblins of the Tyr Torsha Mountains."

"I've run all over Edsberg, and the doctors can't see anything wrong, and there's nothing they can do about it."

"I turned the whole house upside down, and I couldn't find any weird signs. But I had a hunch that there must be some dirty things hiding in my home, cursing me, corrupting me, and making me restless."

"Ordinary people can't solve my problems at all, so Master Leto, please help me."

The dwarf had a sincere expression on his face, and the way he looked at the witcher didn't have the discrimination that is often seen in human eyes.

Letso listened to his statement, lowered his head and thought, tapping his carrot-like fingers lightly on the table. Roy was trying to connect the matter with the monsters he knew in his mind.

"Two hundred crowns."

Leto quoted the final price, which was double that of hunting the Tomb Witch in Caye. The dwarf in front of him looks like a guy who is not short of money, because the employer is rich and poor, and the witcher also needs to "flexibly set prices".

Sure enough, Sevier Hogg didn't make a counteroffer at all, and readily responded.

"Now take us to your house to see what's going on."

...

Sevier Hogg, as the general agent of Edsberg drinks, has a lot of money. His mansion is located in the wealthy area of ​​​​the west of the city, surrounded by four towers.

The wealthy area covers a wide area, and there are prominent figures in Edsbo, such as Baron Tavik, weapons and ore merchants, and wine merchants. The density of patrolling guards and green facilities in this area far exceeds that of civilian areas.

To the west of the wealthy area, behind the high wall is the boundless Mahakan Mountain. Some bards joked that this mountain was built by the nobles stationed in Edsberg a long time ago to prevent their troops from escaping for their lives. .

Inside and outside the high walls of Seville's mansion, many dwarf guards with whips, giant axes and heavy hammers patrolled everywhere and were heavily guarded.

The guards saw Sevier all bowing and salute with heartfelt respect in their eyes.

"It seems that this guy has a high reputation among the dwarves."

Roy also noticed that in addition to the totem-like patterns on the outer wall that had no meaning, there were also lifelike images of the Prophet Rabiunda carved in some places.

The two entered the gate, and Sevier waved his hand to dismiss the other men.

Leaving the two of them an undisturbed quiet atmosphere, and then yawned.

"After the two of you have finished investigating the courtyard, tell the guards and you can enter the house to check. I'm very sleepy, I'm afraid I have to go to sleep first." The nightmare made Seville's sleep quality extremely poor, and he had to take a nap when he had time.

After Seville left, the two quickly launched an investigation.

Leto roughly observed the structure of the courtyard. There was a small fountain in the center of the courtyard, and neatly trimmed ornamental plants were planted on three sides.

There are also a large number of green potted plants that are more than one person high, connected end to end, surrounding the city with a maze-like fork.

A strange light flashed in his pupils, and then he began to search slowly in one direction.

Roy knew that the big man had quietly activated the witcher's senses, and at this moment it was almost a radar that was constantly radiating microwaves. He leaned forward and asked curiously, "I've always been curious about how witchers search for traces of monsters."

Letho was very patient in the witcher's professional skills, and explained carefully, "The witcher has undergone mutation, and the way of perception is different from that of ordinary people. To be precise, we can collect vision, smell, and hearing. All the clues are rediscovered through sensory remodeling."

"Shaped into a vague gas ribbon in front of you... a circle of invisible sound waves... a set of shallow footprints..."

"These are all directions."

Leto paused, "The witcher's perception ability is very keen, he can see farther, hear more clearly, and smell odors that ordinary people can't detect."

"For example, the bloody smell left a few months ago, the body odor of monsters, the pungent perfume smell..."

"And the smell of fine wine in the cellar." Roy couldn't help but interject.

"Yes, based on these clues, if you follow the clues, you will naturally be able to find the culprit." Lesso said with a solemn expression, and solemnly said to Roy, "But before finding suspicious traces and starting to follow the clues, you'd better be able to find the culprit." Determine what kind of enemy you are facing."

"You can deal with it, or you can only look up... If you make a mistake, maybe you will face a terrifying existence and lose your life."

There was a trace of melancholy in Lesuo's eyes, as if he remembered something.

"To judge whether the target is accurate or not, it depends on the experience of the witcher. For example, the odor of water ghosts has a fishy smell of aquatic plants and fish, the place where ghouls haunt will leave the stench of corpses, and the white widow will destroy the integrity of the ground and cause damage to the ground. Leaving green slime at the mouth of the tunnel, griffins only appear on high mountains..."

The witcher patiently guided with field operations and patient explanations, while Roy desperately listened, experienced, and remembered.

"Having said so much, kid, can you give me a judgment and a guess based on my words and the clues in the courtyard." Leto put a test to Roy with a blank expression.

Roy rubbed his chin, went through the new knowledge in his mind, and said hesitantly, "My remarks are only for the courtyard, and I didn't find any strange footprints in the search just now, so it can be ruled out first... A blood-sucking creature who is good at stealth and hypnosis."

"The memory is good." Leto said a rare compliment, "Exclude Katakahn, now go to the house to find other possibilities."