Chapter 38: Meet the Wild Hunt Again

(Recommended background music for this chapter: "The Song of the Sword-Dancer" Source: The Witcher 3 Wild Hunt Soundtrack.)

More than half a month later, Elan and Vesemir took Marvin to the city wall to see the scenery.

Elan didn't say any extra nonsense. He looked at the dragon mountain range in the distance and said, "Marvin, you have convinced me. Only those who have been hurt know fear. They must also know the consequences of being hurt."

After all, he is a demon hunter who makes a living with swords. Elan does not reject violence. His hesitation is just due to his personality, not really stupid. A fool can't become a demon hunter master who has lived for hundreds of years.

After that, the three people and several demon hunters in the castle discussed together for a whole day...

How to get news about the enemy? How to pass the news? Where to start? When to start? And what to do if the plan goes wrong?

Marvin is responsible for getting news from the Mages Union, and will "create an avalanche" with the mages. Naturally, he is also responsible for passing the news.

When to start? As long as the mages come, everyone will start at the only entrance to the mountain, and try to solve the problem at one time.

In response, some Griffin demon hunters said that they didn't need to kill all of them, and prisoners would be fine.

Marvin asked back: "Then how do you plan to deal with these prisoners? Lock them up or teach them a lesson and let them go? You can't torture them, and you can't kill the prisoners. Let them go? What rumors will those mages spread after they let them go? What should you and I do then? Why should you make trouble for yourself? It's interesting to leave the benefits to the enemy to make things difficult for yourself?"

Marvin kicked the table over.

"If you can't do it, leave it to me. I don't mind killing prisoners. Fuck!"

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It has been 20 days since the last encounter with the Wild Hunt. Even with the time concept of the immortal species, those long ears should have reacted, right?

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Marvin did not continue to stay in Kael Siren and teleported to Gos Velen.

Once again, he returned to Aretusa College. The female apprentices he met on the way pointed and talked...

Marvin didn't care about these things and went directly to the dean's office.

Dean Tissaia was out for a meeting and was not there. Assistant Cecilia received Marvin.

Osiris, the vice president of the Mage Union did write a letter. Because he was not there, the letters were kept in the dean's office. Assistant Cecilia took the letter from the dean's office and handed it to him.

In addition, Marvin got the magic prop he had been waiting for for more than two years, the "microphone", which can be understood as a magic version of a walkie-talkie that can only be used 1 to 1.

The microphone is simplified and improved from the telescope. The idea and part of the design were given in the paper he submitted. Later, other tutors in the college took over and the finished product was only available one month ago.

The microphone is powered by magic crystal, and the theoretical communication distance is about 100 kilometers, which is enough for now.

As for how long a magic crystal can be used, I don't know. In this era, there is no such delicate operation as energy consumption test and fatigue test.

Back to his dormitory, Marvin opened the letter and read it.

As expected, Osiris said they were ready and would start this winter.

The letter agreed to meet in Pound Venis in early November. By then, it should have snowed in the Dragon Mountains, but it would not be too difficult for a group of mages to walk, so they could go in and explore the way first.

At the end of the letter, he also complained: I don’t know what happened this year. The Kingdom of Kaedwen kept forcing Ban Ade, saying that they were looking for someone, which made the whole academy panic, and all of them withdrew from the academy.

Marvin tapped his fingers on the table and thought...

It seems that the Mage Union has average power, and even Kaedwen can’t figure out who it is looking for.

At the same time, it shows that Vigfortz has no intersection with the Mage Union.

With the old silver coin’s "all the benefits should belong to me" temperament, he really doesn’t get along with these academic radicals.

Marvin gave the reply to Cecilia to forward, and then immediately left Gos Velen. During this period, he would not stay in any familiar place for a long time.

Teleported back to Kel Siren, circulated the letter to all the demon hunters, and tested the microphone with them.

Marvin's preliminary work was over.

In order to avoid the Wild Hunt from disrupting the plan, Marvin did not wait at the meeting point, Pound Venis, but went to Long Exeter in the east. He will probably stay nearby before November... Note ①

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Pound Venis is the summer capital of the United Kingdom of Kovir and Povis, and has the only large year-round ice-free port in the kingdom.

Long Exeter is the winter capital of the United Kingdom, located at the mouth of the Tango River, and the entire city is full of rivers.

There are no streets in Long Exeter, and local transportation depends entirely on the rivers in the city. Note ②

Among them, the Grand Canal runs directly from the port to Ensenada Palace. Along the canal, there are also magnificent admiral's mansions and mansions of local wealthy businessmen, not to mention many large and long manors. The reason why these mansions are long and narrow is that heavy taxes are levied on the side facing the canal.

In addition, the famous Long Exeter University is also located here.

Marvin tried hard for 2 hours, but he still couldn't get into this famous university. He could only go back to the tavern room to study "Ice Magic - A Variant of Water Magic?" by himself.

I don't know which world or which person wrote this thing. That world seems to be a world where magic and technology are developed together, and physics and magic are used to explain the phenomenon of ice magic.

The author not only used multiple high-level ice magics to prove that ice magic is not a variant of water magic, but also explained the cooling principle of ice magic from the perspective of heat conduction and molecular motion. He was simply a genius.

Due to his lack of knowledge of microscopic physics, Marvin could not understand more than half of it, but he was greatly shocked.

After 3 days of hard work on difficult theoretical knowledge, he gave up and prepared to go out for a walk...

Damn, why would a water city be built in such a cold place like Kovir? It was only the end of autumn, and every morning there was a thick fog and wet blankets in the city.

Because of his affinity with high-level ice, Marvin was actually not afraid of the cold, but the dampness combined with the low temperature was too sour.

So, when his luxury suite in the tavern was finally vacant, he immediately changed rooms.

The passenger boat in the city sailed all the way to the city gate. He was going out of the city for a few days to see if he could get a mission in the nearby village.

He had already asked about the spatial coordinates of the city of Long Esset, and he could come back at any time if he had something to do.

It felt quite novel to get on the boat as soon as he went out, and the boat fare was very cheap.

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At noon, Marvin hunted a pair of ice trolls that had escaped after attacking livestock from the cliff east of Wilhard Territory.

Ice trolls are relatives of rock trolls. Covering the rocks on the rock trolls with a layer of ice and changing their skin to light blue will make them look like ice trolls.

The hunting process was neither thrilling nor interesting.

As long as the Gus pattern can be inserted, there is no monster that cannot be killed. He is confident now.

It was a long way to go. It took almost an hour to see the village in the distance...

After more than ten minutes, he hid behind a rock and looked at the village at the foot of the mountain...

Frost covered the ground, walls and thatched roofs. 13 tall war horses in heavy vests were spraying mist in the cold wind;

Three heavily armored knights guarded a navigator standing at the entrance of the village. The tavern owner was kneeling in front of the navigator and saying something;

In the village, a heavily armored knight dragged a woman by her hair to the center of the village; others kicked open the wooden door and killed the owner of the house at the door regardless of the crying children;

Four beasts covered with ice crystals were tearing the corpse in the center of the village...

The Wild Hunt came again, with a navigator, two teams of 12 heavily armored cavalrymen, and four wild hounds.

Marvin did not plan to rush down to save people rashly. There was no shelter from here to the entrance of the village. It was difficult to kill the navigator in the first place.

Although he might not die, he would definitely not be able to stop the navigator from reporting home.

He was not so noble to kill himself to save people, not to mention that he might kill more people...

It seemed that the navigator was interrogating the tavern owner, probably asking about his whereabouts.

Wild hounds were more troublesome monsters, and they should have good speed and tracking ability.

Marvin decided to go into the mountains. The complex terrain in the mountains would make the horses useless and cause them to scatter. And the navigator would not send back messages before seeing him. All these were in his favor.

He did not delay any longer and turned to walk into the mountains, speeding up all the way, and even using teleportation from time to time.

Half an hour later, he stood under a steep cliff.

The cliff was about eleven or twelve meters high, just enough for his teleportation distance.

Teleported to the cliff and lay on the top of the cliff.

This way he could not be seen from below...

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More than half an hour later, Marvin saw several figures, the navigator, four heavily armored knights, and two wild hounds.

The rugged mountain road made the wild hunts abandon their war horses and chase into the mountains with the tracking ability of the wild hounds. In order not to miss the clues, their formation was spread out.

At this time, there was only one heavily armored knight beside the navigator. Presumably, the others and the dog were scattered on the left and right sides, which was good.

Marvin cast clairaudience on himself, lay down and hid, and judged the enemy's movements only by sound.

Aw~ Hehe... This is a wild hound.

The long-eared ones communicated in ancient elven language: "My lord, we can't go up, it's too high."

"You spread out and see if there is a way from both sides." This should be the navigator.

"Yes!"

Then there was the friction of metal armor plates, shouts and the low roar of hounds...

Marvin carefully poked his head out.

The navigator was looking to the right, and there were two knights and a wild hound beside him.

The three were not far from the cliff, and the distance was suitable.

Marvin eliminated clairaudience and refreshed the Quen shield...

He appeared above the navigator's head after teleporting.

The navigator was keenly aware of the spatial fluctuations above him, and suddenly raised his head...

The last sight of his life was a single-edged long sword with bright ice-blue runes...

Puff, Guswen accurately stabbed into the torso from the shoulder socket.

Uh~~, the navigator was too weak to even scream.

"Who!" The two knights reacted and stretched out their hands to draw their swords.

The long sword pressed down, completely destroying the elf's heart and lungs.

Draw the sword, puff!

A large amount of blood shot into the air.

Alder's seal-piercing, the telekinetic impact lifted the knight on the right.

Marvin teleported again, avoiding the attack of the wild hound behind him, and appeared behind another knight. He grabbed the helmet with his left hand, cut the throat with the long sword in his right hand, and then kicked the twitching knight towards the wild hound.

He rushed to the side of another fallen knight in two steps. This man was wrapped in a layer of ice crystals, moving slowly, and was trying hard to break through the ice...

Marvin had raised his knife and was about to attack, but was suddenly hit on the back by something.

Quinn's shield exploded, and he was knocked away...

After rolling twice on the sloping hillside, Marvin endured the pain in his back and barely stood firm, only then did he see clearly that the reason for the attack on his back was the wild hound.

At this moment, this strange monster with a shoulder height of more than one meter just used his only magic ability, and a circle of huge ice cones protruded diagonally from the ground like spikes, knocking Marvin away.

More than 20 years have passed since Marvin played the game, and he really can't remember the attack method of the wild hound.

In addition, he has killed many monsters in the past two years, and subconsciously underestimated this small monster.

There was no time to think about it. Five or six seconds had passed since he teleported down, and the shouts of other wild hunt knights and the roars of hounds could be heard not far away.

Marvin no longer cared about the knight who had broken the ice, and teleported to the side of the wild hound. Before the monster could react, Guswen stabbed it in the side ribs, and then backhanded it with a knife to behead it.

He shook off the remaining blood on the blade and turned around to run. He had already planned how to fight this battle. There were 11 enemies and 3 dogs left.

In terms of physical fitness alone, Marvin is now better than the wild hunt cavalry, and he also has magic to help.

After using a slightly weaker floating technique to reduce weight, he walked on flat ground in the mountains.

The enemy was gradually pulled into a long and chaotic line, with two wild hounds in the front, the remaining one a few meters behind, and 11 heavy armored cavalrymen chasing hard more than ten meters behind.

Seeing that things were developing in the direction he expected, Marvin slowed down and eliminated the floating spell on his body.

The two leading wild hounds were only eight or nine meters away from him, and the heavy armored knight was still struggling to climb the slope...

Marvin used the same trick again, teleporting to the side of the wild hound, stabbing the long knife into the monster's chest to destroy the internal organs, drawing the knife, beheading, rolling sideways to avoid the other hound that pounced on him, teleporting again, floating spell, turning around and running...

Five minutes later, the remaining two wild hounds were all dead...

Ten minutes later, two wild hunt knights were killed, and Marvin ran again...

Half an hour later, it was getting dark, and there were only six wild hunt cavalrymen left. Marvin chased them around in circles in the mountains. The remaining knights were so panicked that they lost their way...

An hour later, Marvin pulled out the long sword from the back of the last knight, looked at the three corpses around him, took out a piece of flannel to wipe the long sword clean, and put it away.

He sat down on the hillside and accidentally hit the wound on his back...well, cough cough cough...he simply lay down, too tired...

The new armor is very comfortable. The minor injuries that should have been sustained were actually only the armor.

There are no open wounds, but there are still two impact injuries like the back, which are painful and swollen, and probably have turned purple.

After recovering, he sat next to the corpse and started eating to replenish energy and water...

After resting enough, Marvin walked back and looked for the enemy's corpse in the dark.

He didn't care about the knight's corpse, mainly to see if the wild hound's corpse learning machine would be collected.

He drove away a group of foraging winter wolves and found the wild hound's corpse.

[Hint: Found the remains of magical creatures, do you want to submit? ][Yes][No]

Choose yes.

[Hint: Submission successful. ]

Nothing...

There are still 3 bodies, anyway, they are not far away, try again, in case I can give it if I save it, even if it is only 1 attribute point.

Submitted 4 wild hound bodies in a row. Nothing, hehe... TUI...

Finally, Marvin found the navigator under the cliff, fortunately he was not taken away by the wild beast.

Take off the armor, and find some odds and ends, put them all in the inventory, but don't have the energy to look at them carefully at the moment.

Submitted the navigator's body to the learning machine, no reward.

There is no need to destroy the body, the facts prove that it is useless.

The wild hunt still found him, and I don't know how to use it...

Unable to figure out the reason, he just wants to find a big bed to lie down.

Marvin teleported back to Long Esset City, found the boat that was still working the night shift and returned to the tavern, went upstairs to his room and went to sleep. This time I can have at least half a month of peace.

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