Chapter 125 124. Changing Times

Foltest took his guards and rode away from the Dark Water.

Roche followed closely behind the king, and waited until he was far enough away from the village before speeding up slightly and speaking softly.

"Your Majesty, the power of demon hunters is always a hidden danger."

Earlier today, the characteristics of the witcher group had become a must-read for Temerian dignitaries.

Stetha's status in this kingdom is second only to the king, but even for such a character, the manors and defenses he built are like a sieve to the witchers.

No one cared about demon hunters before. Firstly, it was because of their low social status. Secondly, no one could have imagined that they could do this seriously.

No one could care less about the power that could forcibly kill Count Stetha.

Even if the scope is extended to the entire continent, he can be regarded as a great noble!

Roche had no dislike for the demon hunters from the beginning because he also came from a lowly background.

He even more recognized and respected Lan En, who had cut through the Stesa Manor for a group of children.

After the scene was silent for a while, Lan En asked calmly.

Foltest is a wise and majestic king. When he makes decisions, Roche will not talk to him.

Foltest turned to look at his loyal warrior.

He has always been clear about his position. He is wise, but not much. The role of executor is more suitable for him than planner.

In the backpack on Poppy's back, everything was in abundance. Even the missing and damaged items were replaced with new and expensive ones.

"So why did Foltest bring you here?"

This is just an assembly job, and it doesn't matter if you don't know the skills of a blacksmith.

"Then all the money you saved from working hard in Vizima is gone?"

When he said the three words "witcher", Berengar's tone even sounded a little uncertain.

He took Poppy to the shore of Lake Vizima and prepared to give him a good wash.

"The other one was called [Iroh's Cat], and his record was to slaughter a small village. What's interesting is that the two of them tried to earn a bounty from Yada's curse, but one died and the other

Made a profit."

"I need to urgently buy a batch of magic-blocking gold and equip it on the palace guards. I also need to find some wild mages to come over and give the soldiers some combat training. At least let my soldiers know how to deal with fireballs, lightning and hypnosis.

"

At that time, he was filled with resentment towards his identity as a demon hunter.

"Maybe it's because he can't find my parents. After all, I'm hundreds of years old."

"The sorcerers who master magic are more willing to seize power in the intrigues of the palace. The druids and priests stay away from the world. Most of the demon hunters adhere to the principle of neutrality and rarely enter the towns."

"When I took out the sword again for those children, I didn't even dare to think about living. Now that I can enjoy the wind and sun here, I have no complaints."

Lan En was silent, and Berengar thought that he was just keeping the secret formula of the school, or was resisting the pain of mutation.

"What if?" Regarding this question, Berengar was surprisingly free and easy.

The king shook his head.

Seeing that Lan En, who was brushing the horse's back, was completely embarrassed, Berengar sneered and continued.

Berengar was sitting on a stone by the lake, with his arms, belly, and thighs wrapped in bandages, and he was pouring [Swallow] into his mouth one mouthful after another.

Roche listened silently.

He just rode alone and told his thoughts without looking back.

But Yu Li couldn't bear to see such an overly powerful person in Temeria.

"The Department of Trade is the Department of Trade, but what I want now is not large-scale hoarding. If we are talking about business, the Trade Department is very useful, but you know better how a soldier can get the equipment he is in a hurry to use."

He began to draw water from the lake and poured it on Poppy.

Lan En sighed with emotion at the meticulousness of the steward of Foltest's palace.

"For more than five hundred years, these two groups of people have fought against each other, compromised with each other, and formed today's situation. The king and the sorcerer."

While riding, Foltest looked at the breezy surface of Lake Vizima and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I understand, I'll do it when I get back."

Roche no longer refutes.

"You have read the information, Roche. Before Lan En, there were only two most famous examples of demon hunters killing humans. Geralt of Rivia was called the "Butcher of Blavikan". Old

God, it was such a wonderful era. You were called a butcher just for killing seven thugs in the market. The demon hunter we were sitting drinking with just now killed more than two hundred people last night alone!"

"Times have been changing, Roche. It's just that it's too slow, and sometimes it takes two steps backward, so that people like you who don't have access to a lot of information can't notice it."

Lan En was brushing his mane with a brush while talking to the side.

But in the final analysis, he is a ruthless patriot.

The dark-clouded mare would hit Lan En's chest with her head from time to time.

"People thought that the historical changes ended here and the situation became stable. But for the kings and those who really affect the operation of the country, until now, there are pulls, compromises and disputes, and changes still happen all the time.

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Arya is in the tavern room, and she is preparing to reinstall the plate armor accessories sent by Foltest onto the High Bear School armor.

"Step up, Roche. In the near future, all the magic-blocking gold on the market will not be the same as it is now."

"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Trade has urgently included the Demonic Gold in the list of military procurement supplies. Isn't it a bit unnecessary for me to do it?"

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Lan En watched the king's team leave.

"Tell the truth, little bear cub. What ingredients did your school of thought add to your mutation to create a demon hunter like you?"

"I transported those children. Although I don't know it, it is my fault. If I can lose some money and wash away the guilt in my heart, then I will make a lot of money. I am a demon hunter. As long as I don't go Fighting in the wild, I can live for hundreds of years, my body is as good as a big man, and if I lose my money, I will lose it."

In terms of love, no one dislikes a hero who is not afraid of power.

Hearing Lan En's question, he told a cold joke.

Foltest then sighed.

"Times are changing, Roche. They have changed especially rapidly recently."

Perhaps the experience of risking his own life for a noble goal changed him.

"Just four years ago, when Geralt came here to lift the curse on my Yada, I saw the existence of the witcher for the first time. At that time, I even had to consult Triss to understand this. What kind of people are they?"

"It has only been more than five hundred years since humans landed on this continent. We discovered the magic of chaos here, and we are divided into those who master the magic and ordinary people."

But Foltest was not as worried as his subordinates.

After lamenting the changes of the times for a while, Foltest turned to Roche and said.

Smiling nonchalantly.

That was the potion given to him by Lan En, and his own inventory had probably been taken away by Foltest.

"But now, four years later, a demon hunter has done such a big thing in Vizima! The changes of the times are like the current of the Pontar River."

"Before today, no one on this continent knew that a person who had mastered basic magic, and given the skills and qualities of a top warrior, could single-handedly kill through the manor and fortress of a great nobleman. Because No one has ever done this!”

Even if he is the master of this country, even if he has the information and the scope of his attention, they will all explain to him the shortcomings of an uncontrollable powerful warrior.

"Okay, okay. That guy probably thinks that any demon hunter can have your skills. Who dares to let you into the city now?"

Berengar's free and easy attitude was completely different from when he was pinned to the wall by Lan En when they first met.

"Can you believe it, Roche?"

The speed at which the price of magic gold increases depends on how quickly the story of Lan En [Hunter Lord] spreads.

After Lan En looked at him with a smile, he seemed to mention it unintentionally.

"I want to make money somewhere else. Are you interested in accepting my employment?"

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