The Divine Hunter - Chapter 529

Chapter 529 Indalsfell Island

Roy rowed in the icy sea for three days and arrived at Indalsfail, the easternmost island of the archipelago.

It has the smallest area of ​​the seven islands in the Skellig Islands-a patchwork of several rural villages, a piece of shrubs and woods around the island.

But this three-inch area is the birthplace of islander culture. Freya’s altars can be seen everywhere. There is a beautiful temple in the center of the island. Creeper, gray-brown ivy. On the eaves stood a cat and eagle dozing off, perhaps a sacred animal called by the goddess.

A sacred garden surrounds the temple, with flowers blooming all year round, and several tree saplings are very delicately trimmed.

In the bright sunshine, young priestesses in white robes are in the beautiful sunshine, in the sound of birds, feeding chickens, farming, and communicating with believers or tourists in the courtyard with small bridges and flowing water and blooming flowers, accompanied by several local guides.

A thousand miles away, Kewell and the Freya followers of Povis reached a long-term cooperation agreement with the priestesses on the island. The priestesses provided the island of Indalfel to Keville and the Povis people at a reasonable price. Travel package.

And Roy realized that at this point, the notorious and most ferocious pirate Mokvag of the later archipelago had not yet come to the island to wreak havoc on the temple, kill the priests, and then be cursed, put on wolf skin, and fall into hunger purgatory forever. .

Everything is beautiful and quiet.

But this is not his destination.

He left the temple and quickly came to the village of Lovteng in the north. Triss had told him that the Altoran Master, who had contact with Idaran, lived in the village.

Surrounded by wooden fences, there are more than 30 simple wooden houses in the village. In the morning, most men are still fishing at sea. In the yard, only women in aprons can be seen drying fish and washing clothes in wooden tubs. On the bronze-colored arms under the sleeves, the muscles are comparable to those of men.

The old man lay on a wicker chair lazily basking in the sun.

The child with a runny nose hopped around quickly with the dog.

The villagers in the carrot field outside the village noticed the demon hunters, but they had already taken offense to the many tourists.

“Freya God bless! Good morning, do you need a tour guide?” While Roy was still observing the village, a young man with a flaming red fox skin around his neck walked up to him with a green stubble. A warm smile was squeezed on his face, “I will give you the best price. I will show you the best scenery on the island, visit the temple, pray to the highest Freya, and taste local specialties. It only takes 2 per day. Crown.”

The Demon Hunter glanced at him, his eyes flashed with thought under the sunglasses, Triss didn’t know Altoran’s pseudonym, so he could only find a way to find it.

“How about starting from Lofteng Village, how about introducing the villagers from house to house?”

The young man was surprised when he heard the words.

“Actually, I am Linus Pitt, a professor of social relations and environmental biology from Niubao.” The witcher said nonsense with a smile. “I am very familiar with the culture, customs, and family structure of the archipelago. interested.”

“Professor from Osenfurt University?” The young man’s face was first surprised. This guy is dressed in a black cloak, mysterious, and more like a mercenary…has a fart relationship with cultural people.

“The subject I am currently researching is the relationship between the family structure and eating habits of the Skellig Islands, and the number of rare animal bluefin tuna… So far, I have investigated Udvik Island, and I have worked with the blacksmiths of the Todalok family. Having conducted in-depth exchanges, the situation is not optimistic.”

“Stop!” The young man’s eyes flashed with dizziness, his mind seemed to be forced into a large number of mysterious spells, and he was instantly convinced, “It’s up to you, Professor Linus Pitt! Two crowns, I will show you around Dalsfell Island!”

……

“Ahem,” the tour guide Clutter cleared his throat, and pointed to a wooden house with two trees planted in a courtyard on his left hand. “This is our most respected lord in the village of Lofte, the chief priest of the Goddess of Freya. Home… The chief priest has dedicated his life to the goddess, never married and had children, praying for the people of Indalsfail day and night. His deeds are admirable and admirable.”

Roy glanced at the white priest’s clothes drying on the ropes in the yard.

“Everyone in the archipelago respects the goddess Freya?”

Clott took a weird look at “Linus Pitt” when he heard the words, the dignified professor actually asked such a mentally handicapped question, but kept a smile on his face.

“Of course, sir, when our ancestor Otker of the Skelliges arrived in the islands, he was caught in a storm and almost died at sea. Fortunately, the benevolent goddess gave the wind pipe and let him sound the wind pipe to calm the storm. Teckel can board the island under our feet unharmed and thrive… only then has the Skelligites… Since then, my compatriots have begun to believe in the Freya goddess…”

The respect in Klott’s brown eyes turned into spurn,

“To disrespect the goddess is to abandon your ancestors. Can you still be called a human being?”

The Demon Hunter smiled and asked,

“How did I hear that Skelliger’s fleet often looted the temples of fertility of other gods, such as Meritelli, Owen the Father of the Sky…”

Clot showed white teeth with a grin, and said as expected, “Robbery is Skellig’s tradition, and we only respect Freya. The other so-called gods are meaningless to us!”

“How about the islanders offending Freya?”

“Then he will be spurned and hostile by all his compatriots, and the curse that life is better than death will accompany him for life!”

……

“This is the home of Uncle Mansour, the blacksmith of Lofoten Village…”

“How does it compare to Todalo?”

“You look up to him too much. Todalo is the pride of Skelliger, and Uncle Mansour, hehe, it’s not that I belittle him. At most, he helps us fishermen polish the harpoons, repair the fishing nets, and make some hoes and iron basins. .”

……

“This house is the home of Uncle Mijiti. His mother-in-law is very amazing. He gave birth to quintuplets. Our lord Donna Ann Sinda commends her for her contribution to Indalsfell. May provide her with food and clothing until all five children reach adulthood.”

Clot looked at the little guy in the yard wearing crotch pants and sitting on the mud pile, with envy flashing in his eyes. Then he hammered his chest with his right hand and bowed to the central bank in the yard. With Master Kratz, supporting Sintra’s brother and resisting the invasion of the Black Armour of Nilfgard, the result was never returned. Even the bones were ruined by Nilfgard beasts.”

Clot said with a solemn expression,

“But his soul must have been thrown into Freya’s arms.”

Roy just remembered at this time that in the Battle of Sintra, Skelliger took dozens of dragon boats to support him. The casualties were also heavy, and fewer than one-tenth of the people returned. But during this time, he did not feel too much sadness from the islanders.

Perhaps for the islanders, death in battle is not a sad thing.

is somewhat similar to the Nords in Skyrim.

……

“This house…” Clotte walked to the east end of the existence. Outside a slightly dilapidated wooden house, the courtyard outside the house was covered with weeds, the walls were covered with crystal clear cobwebs, and the walls were cracked. It was obviously uninhabited for a long time.

“Altoran once lived in this house.”

“What did you say?” The Demon Hunter’s pupils contracted.

“Altoran.”

“Tsk,” Roy sighed inwardly, how arrogant the archmage should be, living in seclusion in the country didn’t even bother to change his name.

But it’s right to think about it again. How can the honest fishermen and farmers of Skeljer recognize his true identity?

“Can you tell me more about what Altoran looks like and what is his personality?” The witcher walked into the dilapidated hut. The ceiling and beams were covered with dust, and the surroundings were empty, with only a few worm-eaten objects left. There are no cabinets, pots, pans and pans.

“Mr. Linus knows him?”

“I have an acquaintance who has the same name as him.” Roy’s pupils shot nostalgia, “So I’m a little curious.”

“Altoran looked in her forties…blonde, dark-eyed, mature and handsome,” Klott recalled with his thin palms stroking the rough and mossy wall, “about six feet two tall and well-proportioned. He loves to wear a simple gray robe. There are delicate beards on the upper and lower lips.”

Roy nods, which is consistent with Triss’ description.

“The first time I saw him, I felt that he was different from other people. He was dressed and dressed, and his temperament, words and deeds did not resemble Skellig’s locals, and he was more like a cultural person.” With a special tone, the eyes glowed with brilliance.

“Is he really your friend? A friend of Professor Osenfurt?”

“His Excellency Altoland is very talented. He once gave a special lecture on biology at Cow Castle University. I still remember it still.”

“I heard you say that, he is still a big man!” Clotte seemed to have solved some kind of mystery. He slammed his fist and looked excited. “It’s no wonder that he is so arrogant and indifferent. A group of country folks have no topics in common.”

“He has a weird temper?” Roy squatted down in a corner. Among the witcher’s senses, there was nothing unusual except for traces of rats, cockroaches, and other small animals and insects.

He couldn’t help worrying. If Altoran had left the village, wouldn’t the clue be broken here?

“Uncle Altoran has lived in the village for less than a year in total, and he speaks to a handful of people. For a long time, he either stayed in the house or went out, and didn’t go home until late. No one knows what he did during the day.”

Roy’s heart moved, going out? Will his secret laboratory exist on the island?

“Do you know where he went? Or where is he most likely to go? Who knows his whereabouts?” Roy patted the sand on his hands and looked at the young man with an irresistible magic power.

“I’m disappointed. Altoran never came back after leaving home on a sunny morning. He has been missing for a year or two months.” Klot sighed, shook his head, “not even Leave a few words with his wife.”

In Triss’ description, Altoran lived for more than three hundred years, but he was indifferent and accustomed to being alone. He devoted his life to magic transformation experiments, and was an out-and-out research madman.

Suddenly there was an extra wife, which really surprised the demon hunter.

“Where is his wife?”

“Living in the red house on the other side of the village, called Ava…” Crotte said with gossiping eyes, “Soon after her husband disappeared, the helpless Ava remarried to the fisherman Fahad in Lovoteng Village. Almost a year.”

Roy’s eyes turned, this woman dared to cuckold an archmage, not afraid of being bombarded into pieces by a fireball?

“Is Ava a local?”

“Skellig, I heard that he was born on Great Skellig Island and was brought by Altoran to settle down.”

“How is their husband and wife relationship?”

“Your Excellency Linus, take the liberty to ask, what is your purpose for asking?” The young man was a little puzzled, whether the professor came to travel or to investigate the household registration.

“Haha, pure curiosity, what kind of woman this acquaintance would find.”

“Ms. Ava is a rare beauty…” Clotte said with envy. “Tall and beautiful…Although she also comes from the country, she is not as rustic as other girls. Unfortunately, Altoran is not. Know how to cherish… the villagers know that his attitude towards his wife is rather indifferent.”

Roy sighed, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

“The archmage must not just find someone to marry on a whim, and say goodbye when you get tired of it.”

But those long-lived people with chaotic private lives are not all in this style?

Pursue freshness.

Next, the Demon Hunter searched the dilapidated house inside and out, and confirmed that there were no hidden doors or basements.

Followed Klott to find Ava.

……

A blond woman stood by the threshold outside the red house, her hair neatly tied behind her head, and a rough fur coat could not hide her charming body.

At the age of twenty, he has delicate and smooth skin, a small nose, willow eyebrows and cherry lips, and his cheeks have a happy smile that has been watered by a happy life, and his voice is clear and pleasant.

A beauty mole at the corner of the mouth adds a touch of charming charm to the purity.

Even the demon hunter who is used to seeing beauties couldn’t help but glance again.

Guardian blessing with observation skills, confirm that she is just an ordinary person.

“This is Professor Linus Pitt…from—”

“Osenfurt.” Roy smiled and stretched out his hand towards the woman. The latter was taken aback, and was instantly bluffed by his black cloak and big sunglasses. He couldn’t help but stretch out his fingertips and gently shook him, “Ai Mrs. Baby, I will make a long story short.”

“Your ex-husband Altolan and I are good friends. I would like to ask you something. If it is convenient, can you let us talk in the yard?”

“What Altoran, I don’t know!” The woman’s face condensed with a smile, and she denied it, but the witcher clearly noticed an extremely complicated look flashing in her eyes for a moment.

The woman wanted to close the oak door.

However, Roy took the first step to press his thigh against the crack of the door, and at the same time his body blocked Crotte’s sight behind him, his left hand concealedly outlined a cyan inverted triangle spell in front of the woman.

“Don’t be nervous, madam, I just want to have a friendly negotiation with you. Whether there are clues or not, I will leave after the talk…”

“Then… come in,” the woman looked dull, turned and walked into the house. The Demon Hunter followed close behind, but shut the bewildered Clotte outside the door.

The young tour guide smiled bitterly and became the gatekeeper.

……

The decoration in the house is simple but clean. Except for a shark skull specimen, a bearskin carpet, and not many decorations, most corners are neatly stacked with daily necessities, and the layout is quite warm.

“Why did you rush to deny that he left you some bad memories?” asked the witcher, rubbing the bench under his ass.

“Yes,” the woman on the other side of the sofa was emotionally moved by the seal, her cheeks were stained with angry red clouds, “I don’t want to have any connection with this nauseating fancier, no matter how rich he is!”

“Did he tell you your identity and occupation?”

“Isn’t he a businessman? When he was young, he was doing business in Ron Essett and saved a lot of money to retire early.” Ava said confidently.

Roy shook his head.

No, no, he is a famous mage who once assisted Alzu in the research of the Demon Hunter in the Risberg Fortress.

Poor woman, who knows nothing about the truth.

“Then where did he go, I will find clues and I won’t bother you anymore.”

“A year ago Altoran disappeared without leaving any message!” The woman stirred the fish stewed in an iron pot on the bonfire in the middle of the hall, stirring her arms vigorously, shaking her arms in anger, and then sat down. On the sofa opposite the Demon Hunter, he folded his hands on his chin, as if he had figured out something, and then he was relieved, “I just left silently and never came back!”

“Before he disappeared, was there any abnormal behavior?”

The woman was silent for a moment, a struggle flashed in her bright eyes,

“As always, it pained me and broke my heart.”

“more specific?”

The woman was silent. This question obviously touched her psychological bottom line, and Yaxie actually failed to make her speak.

“Except for your home, does he often go to a certain place?” Roy changed the question.

Since there are no obvious traces of magic remaining in the abandoned house, there must be another secret laboratory in Altoran on the island.

“I often leave Lovteng Village and wander in the wild, maybe somewhere else.” The woman shook her head helplessly.

The demon hunter patted his forehead in anguish. It is possible that he will search the entire island, “Then start from the beginning… How did you and him meet?”

Perhaps she can find some clues in her statement.

“It was two years ago on Big Skellig Island. One sunny afternoon, I was collecting nets on a fishing boat. The fishing nets were very heavy. My fingers hurt. The nets got a lot of good things. I tried harder. Son, the body was pressed very low on the side of the ship… No one expected that a wave would suddenly come and shoot me into the sea.”

“I fainted, and even dreamed of sinking into the bottom of the sea, and my body was eaten into a skeleton by fish.” A hint of fear appeared on the woman’s face, she clenched her delicate hands, and her knuckles turned white.

“At that time, no accident, I should have returned to Freya’s arms… But when I woke up from vomiting on the shore of the reef, he, Altoran, appeared like a knight who rescued the wounded. In front of me, smiled gently at me. He lifted up my weak body, put a thick and warm coat on me, and sent me home tenderly.”

There was light in the woman’s eyes, just like a young girl in the spring who was describing the stalwart figure of the lover in her dream, but the light came from Yaxifayin’s excavation of memories, and was soon suppressed by her own rebellious emotions.

“Later, it was very simple. I started dating with the savior. Although he seemed to be quite young, he was not fake and spoke coldly. But when he came out, he was very generous and often bought for me and my family. Gift, secondly, I can feel his sincerity. He should have loved me at the time.”

Yes, Roy said in his heart, this is the love of warlocks, love the new and hate the old.

Except for corals.

“I got married with him in less than half a month.” Ava said, “After we got married, he thought Big Skellig Island was too noisy, so he took me to the more remote Indalsfell. Island, made a home in Lofoten Village together.”

“The first four months we had a very happy life… We were tired of being together all day long… I could feel the love in his eyes, and he almost obeyed me.”

Roy raised his eyebrows. This is not in line with the style of an older research madman. How could he suddenly become a love brain.

“He has been with you, hasn’t he disappeared occasionally for a few days?”

“We spend most of our honeymoon in bed!”

Roy’s mouth twitched, and this archmage was really strong.

“But the happy time is short.” The expression in the woman’s bright eyes dimmed, “Maybe men are so fond of the new and tired of the old… Four months later, he began to disappear for no reason. At first, he left for two days a week, and later became Three days a week… and later, come back one day a week…”

“I have always wanted to have a good chat with him and tell him my worries… but he always has no time and always can’t see people!” The woman complained with a grimace, looking dissatisfied with desire!

“Can you understand that feeling, Mr. Linus?”

Roy simply shook his head.

She tilted her head and whispered and issued a series of questions, “Four months after the wedding, he left me alone in the vacant room… When I was lying on the double bed alone, I couldn’t help thinking, where did he go? Why? Don’t explain it clearly to me? Why don’t you give back my concern-does he not love me anymore?”

“The more I think about it, the more lonely, lonely, and cold I feel, and I feel so uncomfortable that I want to vomit blood!”

She took a deep breath, the pain flashed in her eyes,

“I started to suffer from insomnia all night long, or nightmares…I dreamed of all kinds of horrible scenes. I was so scared that I wanted to find someone to talk about it, but he was not at home.”

“Later he finally came back. I thought he would change it. It turns out that I thought too much, and he tortured me even harder.”

When the woman said this, she took a deep breath, and a touch of despair appeared in her blue eyes.

“He started fooling around with other women!”

Roy sighed.

How can Altoran bear to hurt such a beautiful woman who is like a flower and is infatuated with him.

But at the thought of the name in the diary of Algnon killed by Spielberg, he was relieved again.

The cruel and ruthless Altoran, really appropriate!

“Who is that woman?” He interrupted the woman’s statement as gently as possible.

“I don’t know, and I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, but one of the folks in the village, Ai Ji, who works in the northern port, saw him with his gorgeous girl get off the tourist boat that Ron Esset came from, and more than once. . He betrayed me!”

Roy keeps this in mind, so he has to contact this Aiji to find the girl.

“I took the opportunity to question him, and he also acquiesced. I asked for an explanation, but he just smiled at me!”

“Haha, this is what I think about, my favorite man, betrayed me again and again!”

“My heart is suffering, I can’t stand his infidelity, so I chose to commit suicide one time!”

She lifted the sleeve of her left hand, revealing her white wrist and an ugly cut on it.

The demon hunter’s heart beats, this woman used to be a kind of love.

“Later, he did an even more excessive behavior to me.”

“This made me see through him and give up completely!” The woman took a long breath and looked out the window. The flowers bloomed on the side of the road, her voice choked. “His disappearance is a gift from the God of Freya! I finally got from the nightmare. , Free from suffering and pain, my current husband is honest, considerate and treats me very well.”

“I’m very happy!”

The eye sockets were red, and there was a gleam of sparkle, and she covered her face and started sobbing.

At the other end of the hall, in the stroller close to the window, the boy’s cry was also heard, as if he was sad for his mother.

Roy understood and shook his head, Altoran hurt this woman deeply.

“Well…Madam, you need to be quiet and rest. I will disturb you next time.”

The witcher stuffed ten crowns into her hand, pushed the door, and left.

The warm sun outside the house, dispelling the haze weighing on him.

First go to Aiji to inquire about the whereabouts of the prostitutes who have contacted Altoran.

“Mr. Linus, how did I hear the woman’s cry?” Klot stared at the face of the demon hunter.

“Ms. Ava was indeed heartbroken by Altoran, recalling the past will inevitably have some mood swings… Now, you take me to see Aiji.”

“You mean the guard who works in the northern port.”

“It’s him! Lead the way!”

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