"You are a demon hunter"
A slightly stuck common language came from the woods.
Lan naturally threw away the arrow in his hand, then opened the hood on his head, showing his cat's eyes to the dryads in the forest.
"It's true, everyone."
After he turned around, a small group of tree spirits suddenly emerged from the dense forest.
Just as Lan En learned before, with grass-green skin and a graceful figure, she was like a nymph in the woods.
Their hiding ability in the woods is exaggerated. As long as they want, the movements in the woods can cover up their own movements.
Even if their bodies sweat, the smell is like tree sap, without human pheromones.
The demon hunter's extraordinary senses are not likely to find them in the forest.
Lan En saw with his own eyes a brick-red haired tree spirit walking out from behind a fir tree holding a bow, but the width of the fir tree should not be able to cover the tree spirit at all. .
Then a tree spirit with olive green hair also emerged from the bushes that Lan En had seen just now, but no one was found at all, and faced him with a bow raised.
There should be more dryads in the woods, but if it's just for conversation, these guys are about it.
The brick-red haired dryad looked at Lan En for a while. Her expression was so serious that Lan En could not judge whether she was beautiful or not.
The awkward ancient language came out of her mouth, and her expression seemed to be urging.
Of course, the person urging was not Lan En. A tree spirit with honey-colored hair reluctantly stepped forward and took on the role of translator.
"Witcher, your name."
Judging from the sound, this was the tree spirit who just called him.
Lan En understood very well the tree spirits' reluctance to contact outsiders. If his scalp was offered for purchase, he would not want to talk to someone who might take over the business.
But Lan En knew very well that he would never be able to take that kind of job in his life.
So when responding, the young demon hunter seemed open-minded.
"Lane, Lann of Cintra. What is your name? As the basis of conversation, exchanging names is necessary."
"This is not important"
The honey-colored tree spirit refused at first, but then pursed his lips. "Brain. If you feel that the conversation requires exchange of names, then call me Brian."
"Okay, Brian. I am a hunter who will not attack intelligent creatures because of money or missions." Demon, you may believe it or not. I entered Broklon this time just to deal with the day demon. It has been lingering here for two years, and I believe you know something about it."
Brain stood seven steps in front of Lan En, while Lan En simply found a dead body.He sat on the wood underneath.
"The day demon is a trouble, both to humans and to you. If I can get rid of it, you have no reason not to give me convenience, right"
Bray En looked back. Although the brick-red haired tree elf had been silent, he nodded at her imperceptibly.
So Blaine turned around and said to Lan.
"I have heard the rules of you demon hunters. I hope you will abide by the rules and do not hunt intelligent creatures. What do you need to free the demon spirit?"
Lan En Nod your head and it will be easy if you are willing to cooperate.
Immediately, he briefly introduced to the tree spirit translator the method of hunting demon spirits during the day, as well as the ins and outs of the incident.
"So" Brian frowned after hearing this, looking quite troubled.
"You have to find the woman's bones that have been lying in this forest for two years."
The dryad translator spread his hands and felt that the demon hunter in front of him was talking in his sleep.
No one knows the biodegradability of forests better than them. The lushness of the Brok Leon Forest far exceeds human imagination. Even the body of an adult griffin beast cannot be preserved here for more than three days.
Not to mention a woman who weighs more than 100 pounds
"Let's not mention this for now, but I am more concerned that you are not curious about the woman who completed the curse in a distorted form, and after it was realized, What's the sound of dragging away the body?"
Lan En was sitting bent over with his elbows on his knees, looking very relaxed.
The dryads who were originally raising their bows on guard behind Brain now let down their guard a little after the conversation became smoother, and leaned against the tree trunks to look around.
Brain didn't seem to care about Lan En's curiosity.
“This is a huge forest that has existed since ancient times until today, Witcher. The area of this forest is almost the same as that of Verden and Brugg. And you think our number is Do you think the dryads are the managers and protectors of Broklon?"
Brain smiled sarcastically.
"Don't judge us by human concepts, witchers. Brokleon has no managers and no protectors. The dryads are Brokleon's daughters, not their masters."< /p>
"It is normal for some kind of ancient power and unknown creatures to appear in this forest. If you want to listen, I can tell you six or seven different ones."< /p>
"No, thank you for the invitation to the Story Society." Lan En nodded, expressing his understanding that the dryads were accustomed to supernatural powers.
"I just hope that when I chase the bones, there won't be a good arrow shot at the back of my head. As long as I can guarantee this, I can serve humans and trees." Let the day demon be freed."
"I promise you, Demon Hunter." Blaine nodded to Lan En from a distance.
ForestThe eerie tranquility was restored again, and the dryads disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if they had never appeared.
Lan En put his hands on his knees and stood up from the dead wood.
Having obtained the temporary right of way to Brok Leon, it was time for him to start working.
It was now approaching noon, and he planned to spend the afternoon finding the bones, and then summon the day demon to appear at night.
At night, the power of day demons will be weakened, which is easier to deal with than night demons.
Nocturnal demon spirits cannot even be summoned except late at night when their power is at its peak.
Mentos began to project on Lan En's retina. It sorted out the environmental conditions and then highlighted suspected clues to match Lan En's witcher vision.
But even with this kind of treatment that ordinary demon hunters would never dare to imagine, Lan En's progress was not smooth sailing.
Indeed, as Brian said, the vigorous biological activities in the forest, the nature of plants and animals can cover up all traces.
Lan En had to rely on the roaring bear head pendant around his neck. He could not find the body by relying on traces, and could only find it based on the residue of chaos magic.
The Cormorant Curse, which is extremely effective, and the huge magic power that drives the vines will leave traces for ten years.
Lan En wandered around the junction between this forest and the outside world for a long time, and finally found a vine that retained the magic power of chaos.
He followed the clues and advanced about half a kilometer in the forest, finally finding his target in a dead and hollow tree.
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