Chapter 1787 Night Talk

The waiter, who was wearing red loose clothes with gold trim and a layer of powder on his face, showed a flattering smile to Kieran. His yellow and black teeth were clearly visible under the light of the torch in front of the hotel.

"Sir, this is your canonization letter."

The chamberlain handed the book of canonization to Qin with both hands and then reminded him immediately.

"Here is the recognition of your title and the proof of the land that belongs to you - it is a town not far from Etantino and is quite wealthy."

"Now, you just need to choose a family crest and that's it."

"You made your own choice?"

"Or hire someone to design it?"

"Is there a difference?"

Qin Ran asked.

"Of course there are."

"If you choose, it will be the 'family emblem' that was once glorious on this land. Although they have declined, they are still worthy of people's respect. Therefore, you need to pay some Kimpton..."

"The second one is that I design it myself."

Qin Ran said simply without waiting for the waiter to finish his words.

It's impossible to pay Kimpton.

Not a penny.

Kieran knew very well what Atantin VI wanted to do.

He is also happy for the other party to do so.

But this does not mean that he will pay more on the premise of giving in labor.

The premise of a transaction is fairness, isn't it?

As for the fiefdom?

That is the result of his labor.

The waiter missed the big yellow and black cavities again, and his smile was a little far-fetched.

He knew that witchers were a unique breed.

But he never knew that the witcher would be so cool.

You know, most of his extra income as a chamberlain comes from promoting those glorious "family crests" and "family crest" designers.

Now, Kieran wanted to design it himself, and in an instant his extra income was gone.

This made the waiter a little unwilling.

He wanted to use his lips and tongue to make a recommendation.

Unfortunately, Kieran didn't give the other party a chance and directly opened the door and walked into the hotel.

Looking at the hotel with the door closed, the waiter's smile completely stiffened.

He really wanted to give the other party a good look.

But after thinking about the tempers and characters of the demon hunters, he carefully hid his true thoughts, stamped his feet hard, and turned around and left.

After all, he doesn't want to die yet.

Sitting in room 203, watching the royal chamberlain getting on the horse and leaving, Boer looked at Kieran with envy as he pushed the door open.

Without doing anything, he got the progress of completing his main mission. Is there anything more worthy of Bol's envy than this?

Naturally, this progress has been raised to a new level.

You know, his main mission is just a noble status and a territory.

Nobility can be Lord.

A territory can make a village.

This is the basic requirement.

Kieran completed it easily.

And what about him?

Still working on it.

Even, it was a little unsatisfactory.

Because there were quite a few more competitors than he imagined.

His 3,000 Kimpton is somewhat insufficient.

Some planning has to be done in advance.

However, before that, we still need to discuss it with Qin Ran.

This is the basis of cooperation.

"Sir Colin, no, sir, congratulations."

Bol made a good-natured joke.

As the contact lasted longer, Bol had gradually understood Kieran's character. As long as it didn't touch his bottom line, he didn't mind some harmless jokes and teasing.

He is not a moody, murderous being as imagined.

"You need to pay attention to something lately."

Kieran said simply.

Immediately, Bol's expression became serious.

"You mean?"

Although Kieran didn't say it clearly, Bol had a guess.

"Um."

"Just as you thought."

"It's best to let Ash follow you 24 hours a day, and... take that rune with you."

Qin Ran nodded.

"clear!"

"Thank you Father Mona, it helped me more than once."

As he spoke, Bol took out the 'Blessing Rune' and placed the pebble-like rune with many lines in his hands together, with a look of gratitude on his face.

The moment the 'blessing rune' appeared, Kieran's discomfort reappeared again.

He moved back a certain distance calmly. If he hadn't been waiting for Bol to report his situation, he would have definitely turned around and left.

Thankfully, Bol quickly came to his senses.

"I'm in some trouble."

"But it's still under control. I need to scrape together some Kimptons to accomplish my original purpose."

“More competitors always means higher prices.”

"And the seller is not a gentleman, so it is inevitable that he will raise the price."

Bol sighed.

Regarding Bol's sigh, Kieran didn't ask any more questions.

After the two exchanged information, Qin Ran stood up and walked towards 205.

His room was 204.

Room 205 is the room rented by the old demon hunter.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Please come in."

When the old demon hunter answered in the affirmative, Kieran pushed the door open and entered.

The moment the door was pushed open, a strong smell of herbs hit his nostrils. Qin Ran glanced at the secret text on the inside of the door frame. His expert-level [Mysterious Knowledge] allowed him to accurately judge that this was a secret method to isolate the smell. Words, however, for the activation and operation of the spell, Qin Ran has not yet reached the level of derivation.

After entering the door, Kieran quickly closed the door in order to prevent the smell from spreading and attracting the attention of the hotel owner.

Old Hank was a nice guy.

Qin Ran didn't want the other party to get into any trouble.

It's definitely not because the other party left him a midnight snack.

Standing at the door, Qin Ran looked at 205.

No different than any other room.

A small suite with a separate bathroom, small living room and bedroom.

At this time, the old demon hunter was sitting in the small living room.

The low coffee table was covered with bottles and cans.

The old demon hunter put a dried gecko into a flask filled with black liquid. When the dried gecko entered it, it began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye. The old demon hunter dexterously shook the dried gecko with his wrist. Flask, when everything stopped, the dark liquid liquid had turned into a dark blue with silky crystals, which was very beautiful.

Then, the old demon hunter tilted his neck, poured the entire liquid into his mouth, and swallowed it.

Based on the old demon hunter's facial expression, Kieran was sure that the liquid looked good, but it definitely didn't taste good.

"I suffered some inhuman torture there."

"It needed something special to heal my body."

"they?"

"Some of the foundations came from the Witcher system, and most of it came from accidents."

The old witcher explained.

However, the other party obviously didn't want to say anything more about the 'windfall' and immediately changed the subject.

"Has His Majesty made a move?"

asked the old witcher.

"Well, I was canonized as a baron because of my meritorious service in killing evil spirits."

"The fiefdom is not far from Etantino. It's a town. It's quite wealthy."

Qin Ran said and placed his canonization book on the low coffee table.

The old demon hunter stared at the sealed book and was silent for a long time.

he finally asked.

"what do you want?"

The old demon hunter knew exactly what Kieran meant.

He believed that Kieran saw his dilemma.

The Wolf Faction needs to recuperate, so a territory of its own is indispensable.

He originally planned to look for it near Sika City.

And now there is territory near Etantinople...

better!

No one can deny the prosperity of Etantinople.

Not even the maverick witcher.

They are just mavericks, not blind.

Here, they can more easily purchase the weapons, medicines and other materials they want, and then establish corresponding strongholds. Maybe they can regain some vitality in five years, no, three years.

And if everything goes well, ten years later, when the new generation of wolf sect demon hunters happens, they may be able to restore the heyday of wolf sect demon hunters in the past.

However, there is no free lunch in the world.

The old demon hunter knew this very well.

So, he asked simply.

"what do you have?"

Qin Ran asked rhetorically.

The old demon hunter was stunned.

Yeah, what does he have?

He is no longer the famous 'Hunting Blade'.

He has no glory, no savings, and even the collection he once had.

Under such a premise, what else does he have?

Help the other party eliminate the evil in Etantinoburg?

No!

The old witcher shook his head secretly.

He has not fallen so low as to trade his own job.

So what else does he have?

Subconsciously, the old demon hunter lowered his head and looked at his boots.

To be more precise, a dagger inserted into the side of the boot.

"Would you like to learn some dagger skills?"

asked the old witcher.

"Can."

"Outside the town, I can carve out a piece of land for you to use."

After thinking for a while, Qin Ran nodded.

He had seen the old demon hunter's skill in using daggers. It was different from ordinary skills and had already been promoted to another level.

For Kieran, who had perfected and strengthened his attack skills, this was a pretty good bargaining chip, especially when this skill was obtained without any cost.

The old witcher grinned.

He knew enough not to ask what was going on in the town.

Not to mention the original residents, just those people from the Church of the Mist were enough to make the old demon hunter understand that that town would become the new stronghold of the Church of the Mist.

As for whether His Majesty the King will place any personnel in the town?

He didn't think he needed to worry about that.

The people from the 'Mist' Church can definitely handle everything.

What is the church with ‘gods’ best at?

Find the ‘otherness’ that is not your own.

Among them are traitors.

But what else are those two bastards up to?

Why was such an obvious rebellion not discovered and stopped in advance?

They are wary of each other.

But what about the sixth life?

As a king, he also remained indifferent.

Was it because he was intimidated by those two people?

No, that's not right!

If he was frightened, he should pretend to be deaf or mute and not canonize Colin at all.

Not to mention mentioning the so-called 'killing evil spirits' openly and openly. This completely trampled the faces of those two people to the ground.

Losing face is something that causes anger in people.

Not to mention a god.

According to his understanding of them, at some point 'face' is enough to trigger a divine war.

But now it's still quiet.

Could it be...

Does that Sixth Incarnation really have any power that I don't know about?

After the preliminary plan was completed, the old demon hunter's thoughts couldn't help but wander. Kieran didn't disturb him, he just sat there quietly and waited.

Until the old demon hunter restrained his thinking.

"Feel sorry."

"The legacy of being in those bastards' prisons."

"What do you think of the Sixth Incarnation?"

The old demon hunter looked at Kieran apologetically and went straight to the point again.

Kieran liked this way of talking very much.

The other person doesn't like to cover up.

He doesn't like to be secretive either.

"It's weird."

"Being able to maintain a balance between those two."

"Initially we thought it was a trick."

"But the scene just now told me...that there is more to him than meets the eye."

"So, I'm very interested in his 'new order'."

Kieran said truthfully.

In Kieran's initial thoughts, Atantine VI should be able to maintain a delicate balance between the 'God of War' and the 'Ms. Disaster', maintaining the last dignity of a king.

However, the canonization that just happened gave Qin Ran some other ideas.

There are not two opposing sides in Etantinople!

But...

Three-party opposition!

‘God of War’, ‘Lady Calamity’ and Eitandine VI.

Mortals versus gods.

Kieran naturally had the suspicion that Atantin VI might be the 'broker' Anzi.

But then he denied it.

If the 'broker' really had a secret agent like Atantine VI, Bol would not be needed at all.

So, Eitandine VI will not be.

But it's still worth pondering.

"I'm interested too."

The old demon hunter smiled and looked at Qin Ran before continuing: "I don't know much about this sixth life. In the era when I was active, most people paid more attention to that person. Atantin V.”

"Eitantine V?"

"What kind of man is he?"

Kieran didn't mind learning more about Atantin VI through side details, and his father was obviously a good starting point.

"Greedy and shrewd."

"What a great success but also powerful."

"I like fine clothes and delicious food, but I don't like women."

"After the queen died, I never had close contact with any lady."

The old demon hunter thought for a moment and then said.

"Strong?"

"To what extent?"

Qin Ran asked about the key points.

"It's almost the same as the sword you just swung."

The old witcher replied.

Level V?

Kieran narrowed his eyes.

"I remember that this monarch fell ill, right?"

"Even died from it."

Qin Ran continued to ask.

"Um."

"He fell ill, but what really brought death was the 'Silent Night Secret Order'. They used evil to plunder the king's life - it was precisely because of this discovery that we pursued the 'Quiet Night Secret Order' ', and then... you can say that was the prelude to the 'Black Disaster', and you probably know what happened after that."

After the old demon hunter finished speaking, he took a deep breath and continued.

There were complex and difficult-to-understand emotions on the old demon hunter's face.

Resentment, heartache.

Qin Ran watched the other person's expression.

After seeing that everything had calmed down, Qin Ran continued to speak.

"What's the back-up plan that the demon hunter gave to 'Calamity'?"

Horuf once confessed to him that the reason why Lady Disaster did not truly become a god was because of the design of the demon hunters.

However, Horuf was not done yet.

Kieran hoped to know the answer from the old demon hunter in front of him. For the sake of safety, he did not pronounce the full name of 'Ms. Disaster', but only mentioned the word 'Disaster'.

But to Qin Ran's disappointment, the other party shook his head.

"I have no idea."

"I was a participant in that battle, but I didn't experience it to the end. I stayed behind. When I woke up, I was in prison. I didn't know everything that happened after that."

The old witcher was apologetic.

"Is that so?"

Kieran whispered to himself in disappointment.

Just when the two were about to continue talking, there was a sudden noise from the direction of the bedroom.

boom!

That was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.