The Divine Hunter - Chapter 630

Philippa hid behind the red curtain in the corner, looking through the gap to observe the dimly lit corridor – the witcher and the elf lady who were talking in secret drew two long silhouettes on the wall.

“Maybe the Witcher Organization has joined forces with the Squirrel Party bitches, we should do it now!”

“You’re too sensitive. Witchers have always been neutral and never interfered in politics.” Sigismund Dirkoscher, the secret agent of Vizmir II, patted his bare head, with a glowing white skin, and a huge body of more than 200 pounds, like a pig that has just taken a bath,

“Don’t forget, they used to kill the Squirrel Party in Norwich Grey, and the rift between the two is very deep. There is little chance of cooperation.”

“But they chatted for too long and opened the secrecy barrier. It’s impossible, the witcher apologizes inside?”

“It’s not a decent thing to talk about behind your back.”

Yennefer quietly stepped out from behind the saffron curtain, his violet eyes calmly looking at the two favorites of King Vizmir.

She heard it!

Philippa’s face turned pale, a lot of thoughts passed through her mind, and she took a closer look at the other party’s expression.

No, she already knew about tonight’s hidden show!

Dikstra took a deep breath, the fat on his chest almost broke the buttons of his shirt, and his left hand quietly reached his waist, but when he noticed the white-haired man walking in after the sorceress, his face was sullen again. To open your hands and show off your weapon in front of a combat expert is tantamount to suicide.

“Don’t be nervous, you two. Although I’m a quarter elf, I’m not going to help the Squirrel Party against my colleagues in the north.” Yennefer’s violet eyes shone sarcastically, “Ms Philippa, please. Release your little finger and dispel the magic. Don’t let ill-timed spells ruin a friendly exchange.”

Philippa sighed and exchanged glances with the fat man beside her,

“Who leaked the secret, the big mouth of Keira Metz, or Triss?”

“It’s not important… What’s important is – Sinid Island is a temple of magic, and there shouldn’t be any bloodshed because of differences in political stances!”

Raven-like black hair was thrown behind his head, Yennefer said solemnly,

“But your reckless plan to please the kings of the north is creating a war… Countless colleagues will be injured, and even Erethusa, the monument of magic that has stood for thousands of years, will be implicated and turned into a piece of paper. ruins.”

“You’re teaching me how to do things, Ye Na?”

Philippa glared at her,

“You’ve always been a smart person, why can’t you see the current situation…” Philippa’s eyes passed through the gap in the curtain and swept across the bustling crowd in the dance hall, “More than half of them are my loyal allies, defenders of the north, Including your old lover Desmore.”

“Once activated, all traitors can be reduced to prisoners in an instant… And you only have, tsk tsk, three warlocks and three witchers. The contrast between strengths and weaknesses is so stark, what qualifications do you have to talk to me like this?”

She giggled and reached out to brush the dust off the chest of Yennefer’s black silk dress, like a queen who cares about her subjects,

“There are only two paths in front of you, join our action! Or you can capture it immediately, and when the matter is resolved, I will give you a chance to prove your innocence in front of all your northern colleagues.”

Yennefer raised his chin slightly and made a silent statement. Geralt took a step back, twisted his waist, and clenched his right hand into a fist the size of a sandbag.

“Hey, buddy, I know you’re very good, but how fast can you have magic?” A warning smile appeared on the fat face of the secret probe, and the small eyes were overwhelmed by the flesh, “Dare to do it, be careful this is used to please women. His handsome face was burned into a briquettes.”

“If you talk more, believe it or not, I kicked one of your legs off?!”

Dikstra twitched the corners of his mouth.

Yennefer patted Geralt on the shoulder soothingly,

“As I said, we do not support the South. But I must advise you that your actions should be in moderation.”

Philippa’s face sank,

“You are so fond of criticizing others from the moral high ground, why don’t you go and persuade the traitors in the hall to surrender?”

“I’m going to do that. But I’m afraid the process is not very friendly – if you don’t want to suffer, just stay by my side and follow my instructions.”

“Ye Na, you have long since given up your qualifications for the council and no longer serve as a royal advisor. You have neither status nor power. What gave you the confidence to speak out in front of me.”

Philippa sneered and shook her head disdainfully,

“I’ve always wanted to tell you, proud Lady Redania Royal Advisor, you don’t think only you have allies, do you?”

Yennefer felt a strong sense of revenge in his heart, turned his head to look out the window, and several dark figures that were difficult to discern with the naked eye ghostly streaked across the night sky.

…

The sound of footsteps in the hall is continuous, the air is rippling, the silk fabric of the dress is rustling, the warlocks with various wine smells are rubbing shoulders, some people are biting their ears and whispering, some people are laughing.

Eller’s Gerhardt wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his cheeks were as blue as suffocation, his breathing was heavy, and one hand stroked his violently heaving chest.

After all, human beings are not elves of the longevity species. Even with the support of magical transformation, the five-hundred-year-old has reached the limit, but he was exhausted after a few hours of dinner.

Tishaya patted his back lightly and looked apologetically at Rita Ned and Triss who came together, “I’m sorry, Lord Gerhardt has a bad heart, so I can’t chat with you for too long. ”

“It’s okay, we’re just here to offer a suggestion.”

Triss’ eyes slowly swept across Margarita, Tishaya, and Gerhardt of Elle, the neutral warlocks with the highest status in the three associations.

“Wait a moment, in order to prevent Your Excellency Gerhardt from having a heart attack, please call Ms. Mattie Sodergren, who is proficient in medicine, and be ready to rescue at any time.”

Tishaya thought for a while and followed her words,

“Coral, Triss, thank you for your concern. But why did you mention this all of a sudden, do you know something?” The headmaster of Arethusa asked in a low voice, “Someone wants to break the rules and do something on the island?”

No, not people.

Coral and Triss said something in their hearts.

“Wait, what is that, seagull?” Gerhardt suddenly looked at the night sky outside the window, “Tishaya, Arethusa’s protective circle can not isolate all bats, insects, and birds, how can a few seagulls Near the palace?”

“No, I can feel it, everything is normal, there is no problem with the operation of the circle… Are you dazzled?”

Principal Aretusa looked out the window, his voice stopped abruptly, and his expression fell into deep confusion.

…

“I have an ominous hunch—our plan has been leaked!” Alto Terranova turned his head uneasily, spinning in circles, with a squat body, as if he was probing his head on the grassland, zooming in A hundred times as much groundhog.

“Would you like to call Francesca and do it right away?”

“It’s too risky to do it now. It’s better to wait until tomorrow when everyone enters the Gastang Palace… The anti-magic barrier takes effect, and our Squirrel Party allies can show their skills.” Temeria’s royal advisor Feikat looked around alertly, nervously like dynamite on fire,

“The risk is high, and it’s better than being caught. Think about it, a senior wizard of the Wizarding Society, a consultant to King Fu, but became a spy for Emhyr, what will happen if the plan is revealed? Waiting for us will be Trito. Grid’s gallows.”

“Be quiet! Under the pillar on the left, the mutant with three-color pupils is secretly watching us. What is he trying to do?”

“Don’t worry about that guy, what outrageous things can he do in front of everyone’s eyes? Wait, this is… what sound, did you hear it?”

Put-

sizzle——

There was a strange crash and a shrill cry from the outside of the hall.

The two traitors looked out the window.

At the same time, in the banquet hall, drinking, playing Quint, chatting, kissing… Among the warlocks who were entertaining in various forms, a few people noticed this voice.

“Something is flying outside!”

A man in a loose robe as thin as a bamboo pole leaned against the window and burped wine, then was startled, and a strange thing flew into his eyes – black fluff, membrane-like wings, scarlet eyes , and the fangs in the mouth of the blood basin.

“It’s a bat!” Doregare, a naturalist from Sidaris, put down his red wine glass and exclaimed, “How come I didn’t find out a few years ago that this rare species that I have never seen before is still hidden in Sinid Island. !”

Linus Pete supported the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with fiery eyes, “Would you like to help me catch a few with a spell and bring them back to the cow fort?!”

“You two have unique hobbies, hiccup… This bat is bigger than a human head, so maybe the fangs are poisoned.” The thin mage by the window shook his head, his face suddenly turned weird,

“Damn, why are there more and more, this is not normal! Be careful, everyone be careful!”

A series of bewitching red lights flew out of the night, and dense shadows pulsated in the darkness.

The sea roared and the waves crashed against the walls of Sinid Island.

And the brightly lit Palace of Arethusa suddenly became dark.

Thousands of bats swarmed in the night, blocking the bright moonlight cast in the sky, covering the glittering stained glass windows on the palace wall, as if covering the disc-shaped Erituza Palace with a thick strip. black scarf.

They came so quietly, and they didn’t leak a single drop of magic power, until they were close at hand, the warlocks didn’t notice it.

But it’s too late!

Zizz!

Ultrasound slammed into the night sky.

screams exploded from all directions, the magic of **** and abyss surged out, beautiful flower windows shattered, ivy and grapevines wrapped around the palace wall were broken, glass **** and vines fell all over the floor.

Earthquake-like waves traveled to the hall from the statues of Saturn and Nymphs at the entrance of the palace.

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling shook violently, and the flames on the magic candlestick flickered, reflecting pale and painful faces.

The warlock who had no time to prepare was hit in an instant, and fell to the ground as if he was drunk.

“Marty, save Gerhardt, he has a heart attack, he’s dying!” Tishaya shouted hoarsely in the chaos.

Godsend opportunity!

Feikat and Aalto shook their dizzy heads, seeing that no one was paying attention, their hands were dancing, and a suffocating chaotic energy emerged from their palms!

boom!

The Griffin, who had been staring at the two traitors, sent Cohen to throw a shot of Alder, which shattered the brewing magic, and then jumped forward like a cheetah thrown out of the grass, hitting Alder with an uppercut. Holding his chin, the dwarf’s head jerked back, and flew out two meters weakly and fell onto a colleague’s thigh, blood spurting from his nose and mouth.

“The witcher killed!”

Feikat yelled and threw a fireball. The scorching flames roared and dazzled, but he flew into the air and flew five meters to ignite a tapestry embroidered with sailboats on the palace wall. He didn’t have time for the second magic. A fist is getting bigger and bigger in the pupil.

Puff!

Feikat’s eyes flashed with stars, and he lost consciousness in a fog.

The next second, a group of pitch-black bats flew into the hall.

A few quick-responding mages reluctantly responded, throwing colorful rays and energy **** at them, but they seemed to hit the air, and as soon as they passed through, they quickly faded and annihilated into nothingness.

In a hurry, the wizards didn’t have time to release a large-scale spell, and they were more worried about affecting their colleagues, so the spread of the bat group was unstoppable, and the blink of an eye shrouded everyone’s heads – the majestic black cloud fell head-on.

Several dazzling flames flashed in the hall, lingering in the exclaimed abyss, the magical aura was disillusioned, heavy impact, the fearful screams of the wizards, and the painful groaning one after another.

Tables and chairs are flying horizontally, and the floor is full of drinks.

The whole banquet hall was a mess of porridge.

But only five seconds.

The riots ended, and the air was quiet enough to hear needles falling.

The Arethusa Palace was plunged into a thick and cold darkness, making it difficult to see.

But soon these wriggling darks formed a slender figure—all black cloaks, morbidly pale cheeks, scarlet lips, slender statures, shadows plastered silently behind each attendee.

The warlock who was still laughing and laughing not long ago, the most elite mage in the north, was taken out of the pot without any resistance, turned into a prisoner, and stood motionless.

The mages had difficulty moving a finger, and could only stare in vain at the absurd and terrifying scene in front of them—

Even the most brutal battle of Solomon could not let the Association suffer such a heavy blow!

The whole army was wiped out.

Tattoo!

The unhurried footsteps suddenly sounded, and every step seemed to be stepping on the apex of the wizards.

All eyes turned.

The witcher Roy came out of the remote corridor, with his hands behind his waist, his face was calm, and his expression was calm.

is like taking a walk in your own yard.

The mysterious and powerful group of men in black saluted him sideways one after another, with a respectful and humble attitude, and took the initiative to make way for a passage that went straight into the center of the hall.

Francesca dragged her dark green dress, and followed her, her pretty face was still calm, but her messy footsteps and rapid breathing showed her strange mood.

“I like to speak with strength.”

She suddenly understood what the witcher meant.

I was so stupid that I posted this one to the previous volume, thanks to **** tea.

(end of this chapter)