Laing and Olica looked at each other. It was strange that a demon hunter would come looking for them, but it would not be so strange if he was just here to be a microphone or to accept a mission.
"Master, you'd better go and take a look. I'll be fine here," the dark elf said weakly. She had just lost her virginity last night, and now it was difficult for her to move. Plus, Laing had not stopped since the beginning. Olica was so weak that she did not want to move.
"Tell that demon hunter to wait for a while. I'll see him in a while!" Laing shouted toward the door.
"Understood, my baron." Katzenberg retreated.
Laing gently hugged the shy dark elf and blew into her pointed ear with a golden ring. "Rest here today. I don't need you to do anything."
"Master ~" Olica leaned on his shoulder, and her face was completely red. Unlike what she had imagined, she was extremely shy. This was all because of Leon's guidance. Fortunately, with the bonus of his race's talent, Leon was barely able to eat until he was half full.
"I'll go out and see what's going on first. I'll come back to accompany you later." Laing gently patted Olica's shoulder and helped her lie down.
"Master, wait." The dark elf looked up and gently kissed Laing's lips.
Laing hugged her tightly again.
After a two-minute long kiss, the baron nodded and let her lie down. He then left the master room.
After seeing Laing leave, Olica shyly covered herself with the quilt. It took her a while to recover from her shyness.
She remembered the warning of the Lake Fairy: Be a good maid for my champion, or your fate is only destruction.
Her body was limp and numb, as if her bones had been pulled out. This feeling made Olica want to stop, but the dark elf still tried to mobilize the magic in her body.
Sure enough! Her soul, which had been as still as death, could finally feel the wind of magic once more. Olica gathered all the magic she had "borrowed" from Leon, and the dark elves chanted an ancient incantation. The power of dark magic finally appeared.
"Staff of Urth, heed my command."
Under the efforts of the Dark Elf, a navy blue long staff inlaid with blood red gems appeared in front of Olica. After summoning this staff, the Dark Elf had already used up most of her magic power.
Just as Olica tried to reach out her hand to grab the staff, it suddenly became unstable.
"Not good!" Olica hurriedly grabbed the staff. Then, she gathered all her remaining magic power and quickly engraved a spiral-shaped purple rune on her lower abdomen. The process looked very painful. At least during the engraving process, the Dark Elf's forehead was full of sweat and she almost bit her lips until they bled.
Fortunately, the rune was successfully completed, and the magic staff also disappeared into thin air. Olica collapsed as if she had collapsed. The dark elf tiredly stroked the rune on her lower abdomen and let out a satisfied sigh.
"With this, I will only belong to Master in the future."
"Karadreian, I will definitely make you pay back your hatred tenfold!"
…
Demon Hunter Eiber was waiting in the Baron's castle.
On the surface he looked to be in his thirties, but those who knew him well knew he wasn't young. His true age was approaching the threshold of sixty. A year ago he'd come across a fortuitous encounter that allowed him to break through to the legendary level. However, becoming a Master Demonhunter wasn't an easy task. He still needed to prove he was a true Master Demonhunter with enough experience and experience to prove himself a true Master Demonhunter.
So he left the Empire and traveled to Brittany. At the same time, he was looking for a beautiful witch. Her name was Jelena, and he had a wonderful encounter with her. However, due to the nature of their work, they separated. One of the witches told him that Jelena had gone to the south of Brittany to open a shop.
Perhaps this was the main reason he came to Brittany.
The Empire and Brittany had always maintained a delicate alliance. When faced with any alien or alien enemies, the two countries were unquestionably staunch allies. However, trade friction and various disputes between the two countries had never stopped. Especially recently, the relationship between Duke Palladium and the Empire had gradually deteriorated. The stubborn Duke Palladium believed that the people of the Empire should pay more taxes, while the Empire believed that Duke Palladium's demands were unreasonable.
Under the leadership of the new Emperor Karl-franz, the Empire's court was unprecedentedly tough.
This left the demon hunter with no choice but to travel by land and sea. He first arrived at Fort Marlin, then took a ship to the Duchy of Bordero. The expensive fare almost squeezed out his last gold coin. He had to stop in Bordero and complete several bounty missions consecutively. This earned him the appreciation of Duke Bodrick of Bordero. When he returned to his territory, the Duke received him and handed him a letter, asking him to pass it on to Baron Laing Macado.
Demon hunters had never been rich. Even a master demon hunter could hardly earn a hundred gold coins a year. The nobles were wary and wary of the demon hunters, fearing that they would expose their various disgraceful deeds. The civilians were afraid of the demon hunters. They were afraid that the demon hunters would turn the entire village into ashes because some of them were corrupted.
Therefore, the main source of income for the demon hunters was almost entirely from various commissions and the spoils of battle and exploration. Many demon hunters lived a life of travel. No one would welcome them to stay for a long time, and no one would welcome them to search door to door. Only demon hunters could help them eliminate monsters and some powerful creatures that they could not fight against, so they would tolerate the existence of demon hunters.
After arriving at Baron Zeon's territory, Abell felt that something was not quite right. The atmosphere here was quiet and peaceful. Could this be the power of the Grail Knight?
The name of the Grail Knight was well-known throughout the old world. The story of Laing Macado had been written into countless poems and poems, and the bards had spread his name far and wide.
More importantly, the Grail Knight did not discriminate against demon hunters. This was a treasure to the demon hunters.
After waiting for a while, the Baron finally appeared. It was obvious that he was in a good mood. "Mr. Abell? I remember you. When you passed by Otello as a demon hunter, I was still a child. "
"Mr. Laing, please don't say that." Abell quickly shook his head to show that he did not dare to consider himself a senior.
Abell knew very well the social status of the Grail Knight and the social status of the demon hunters.
"So, what brings you to Baron Zeon's territory this time?" Laing continued to ask.
Abell told Abel about his experience and handed him a letter. "This is the letter that Duke Poldero asked me to pass to you. Now, I'm handing it to you, my Baron."
"Yes, I've received it." Laing took the letter and checked the wax seal. He then nodded to indicate that he had received it. "Do you plan to stay here for a while?"
"Yes, my Baron. There are some missions on the notice board. I plan to complete them. Mr. Katzenberg has already instructed me to do some key things." Abell quickly took out a notice. It was a request from the Baron. Recently, a blood-sucking creature appeared in the forest near Zeon Town and attacked passersby. Therefore, Butler Katzenberg issued a mission in hopes that someone would be able to solve the problem.
As the Baron, Laing was not in a position to solve the problem himself. It was better for him to send his knights or issue a notice to find someone to do the job.
"Can you tell me what it is?" Laing asked calmly.
"It could be a batwing demon, a low-level creature created by the vampires. It could also be a blood-sucking siren." Abell nodded. "I need to concoct some potions to deal with it. If everything goes well, I'll be able to complete the mission in three days."
"Good. If you can complete the mission, I'll pay you in full."
In front of the demon hunters, Laing opened the letter from Duke Poldero.
It was nothing special. On the third Sunday of October, Duke Poldero planned to hold a grand party in his castle and invited Laing to attend.
After thinking about his schedule, the Baron felt that it was not a big problem. He also felt that it was time to participate in more social activities. It would be good for his network. More importantly, Duke Poldero commanded more than 80% of Brittany's navy. There were some things that Laing might need his help with.
"Mr. Abell, how is the Demon Hunter Guild these days?" Laing stood up. The Baron was in a good mood. "If you don't mind, maybe we can go for a walk?"
"Of course, my Baron."
The Holy Grail Knight and the demon hunters walked together in the late autumn town. The Baron's appearance was universally loved by the citizens, but the frightening demon hunter made the citizens wary. They could not understand why the Holy Grail Knight would walk together with a demon hunter.
The sky in the distance was clear and cloudless. Walking on the stone-paved streets, Leon saw that the residents were preparing for winter. Many people were chopping firewood, while others were fetching water. Ever since Leon had built a clean canal to connect the Shinon River to the town of Jean, the sanitary situation in the town had been greatly improved. The lord had even banned the use of urination and defecation in the town.
"You're from the Empire, Mr. Abell. Can you tell me what's going on in the Empire?" Laing asked casually. "The news here is a bit out of touch, especially since I've just participated in a war."
"The situation hasn't been good recently, my Baron. The Kingdom of Nords has been rife with uprisings. Do you remember the invasion of the northern barbarians a year ago?" Abel's white hair fluttered in the autumn wind. "Even though you've repelled that invasion, the aftermath has not disappeared. It's said that in those places that were ravaged by the barbarian army, dark and evil beliefs are spreading everywhere. Uprisings are happening one after another. Nord is very weak now."
"… I understand. What about Emperor Franz of the Empire? What did he do? "Laing asked.
"His Majesty was troubled by the conflict between Kurfürst Hocke and Kurfürst Ostmark. A civil war even broke out between the two Kurfürst. Before His Majesty sent a special envoy to mediate, hundreds of people were killed in the brawl." Abell continued, "Also, Elector Man Frey of the Vollrich Domain died in the battle to clear out the Brass Fortress in the central mountain range. His son, White Wolf Knight Boris Todbinger, succeeded the position of Elector in front of Archbishop Malas of the White Wolf Temple in White Wolf City. He swore to wipe out all the orcs and creatures of chaos in the Vollrich Domain."
"Another Elector who died in the battle." Laing sighed softly. The Empire's territory was huge. In the countless Black Forests, mountains, and plains, there were large numbers of green-skinned, orc tribes, and many terrifying creatures of chaos. The lords were always fighting for the security of their territories.
There was a Brass Fortress hidden in the central mountain range of the Empire. This Brass Fortress was the refuge of the forces of chaos in the Empire. The Empire had tried many times to wipe them out, but the troops that attacked the Brass Fortress never returned.
"Is there any new information?" Laing asked after spending some time digesting the information.
"That's all I have for now, my Baron." Abell hesitated for a moment before he said to Laing, "My Baron, can I ask for some information?"
"You said, Mister Abell. We've met when I was a child." Laing spread out his hands to indicate that the demon hunter did not have to be so polite. "I'll answer your questions to the best of my ability."
"I'm looking for a witch. She has fiery red hair, a strong face, and amber eyes. Her name is Jelena. I'm friends with her. I heard that she went to the south of Brittany two years ago, but I don't know where she went. I need to find her," Abell said hesitantly. The demon hunter seemed to be in a dilemma.
"Jelena? I've never heard of such a name, but perhaps we can meet this witch you speak of somewhere. " Laing thought for a moment and felt that he had never heard of this name before. The Knight of the Holy Grail raised the letter and said, "Duke Bodrick of Bordero will be holding a grand banquet in two weeks. Many nobles, gentlemen, and ladies from nearby countries will be attending. Perhaps you can find out more information at the banquet."
"Then how can I participate in this banquet? My Baron? " Abell knew that it was time to negotiate. With his identity as a demon hunter, it would be difficult for him to participate in such a grand banquet unless Laing was willing to lend him a helping hand.
"There's no free lunch in this world, Mister Abell." Laing smirked. "Complete the task on the notice. Not only will I pay you, but I'll also bring you to the banquet."
"Then I'll do as you say, my Baron." Abell nodded. The demon hunter happily accepted the condition.
After a long walk, the baron and the demon hunter arrived at the edge of the town. Coincidentally, he saw Katzenberg and a group of elves entering his town.
It was his old friend, the half-elf Astell, and a group of wood elves!
The wood elves were here to pay their debts.
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