Chapter 439 438. The Lioness of Sintra
I can’t tell whether it was to escort the prisoner or to invite him as a guest. Anyway, after walking out of the royal cemetery, many well-equipped soldiers surrounded him.
Surrounded by the three demon hunters, they walked towards the palace.
Lan En's expression was very calm, which was not unusual. After all, there were only a dozen or twenty people in this circle.
Cohen and Ged also looked calm.
This is not because they have sufficient confidence in themselves, but because they have experienced many such situations.
When working for a big noble, or a big businessman, or a chamber of commerce, it is inevitable that you will be involved in some kind of secret that the employer does not want people to know.
This development is even more reasonable and common when the words on the posted notices are unclear.
According to past experience, the demon hunter who has finished his work will be brought to his employer.
The powerful gentleman or lady will act majestic and angry at this time.
Their threats are made with great fury, warning the witchers to watch their mouths and their actions.
Generally speaking, at this time, there will be one or several knives against the demon hunter's back to increase the credibility of the employer's words.
This is a common and not uncommon process for any veteran demon hunter who walks on the continent and makes a living.
However, unless the secret is really a matter of life and death, the employer would not dare to really attack the demon hunter.
Who can say that you will not encounter monsters in your future life?
Who knows what other methods are hidden under the cold appearance of these mutants?
Even for the sake of precious credibility and reputation, most demon hunters can still get their rewards in this case.
Many notices have been posted about this commission from the palace, causing quite a stir.
According to the complaints of Rogner, who has turned into a demon spirit, this matter cannot be said to be too bad.
So the chance of murder and silence is really low in the eyes of Ged and Cohen.
At least in terms of the degree of danger - far less than facing a group of water ghosts and evil ghosts in the dark.
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The witchers turned their heads.
In the dry ditch next to the castle garden, the sounds of children playing could be heard. There were more than a dozen children, screaming excitedly at each other with immature voices, making the eardrums hurt. They ran up and down the ditch like a school of small fish that stayed together but kept changing directions.
Keen and Lan En watched this scene casually, with a slight sense of relaxation and comfort.
But Gede frowned slightly, as if these lively, innocent and cheerful children reminded him of something he didn't want to recall.
Fortunately, this section of the road is not long, because the royal cemetery is built next to the palace.
The three demon hunters arrived at the gate of the castle surrounded by twenty armored guards.
Any castle in this era puts actual combat first, and the palace is no exception.
At the gate, there is first a mesh gate made of thick steel bars, and then two thick wooden doors that open and close outward.
This heavy defensive structure would not remain open all the time. Normal access was through a small door next to the main door.
"Dodge! Open the gate!"
After arriving at the gate, one of the leaders of the twenty guards opened the window on his helmet, raised his head and shouted towards the city gate. .
There was a hurried sound above the city gate, and a soldier who looked like he had just put his helmet on his head stuck his head out and looked down nervously.
After looking around, he looked at the leader again, then breathed a long sigh of relief, and then looked angry again.
"Dewen! Are you fucking sick? The small door is not closed, what the hell are you yelling! I thought I forgot what big event there is today!"
"We can't use the small door, here There are twenty-three people, we can’t pass through the small gate one by one!”
The leader then shouted upward.
His words almost made the guy at the city gate laugh angrily.
"Huh? Twenty-three people? From what you said, I thought they were twenty-three knights!"
After laughing, he immediately cursed.
“The country bumpkins who deliver food and meat to the castle in the morning lined up for two miles. Have you ever seen me open the gate for them? Do you know how much effort it takes to open the gate? You are out of your mind. Do you have to come in all at once?"
Faced with the shouting at the city gate, the leader still persisted. "Dodge, I said: open the door! We can't go in one by one! Don't worry about why!"
As he said that, the leader gave the three demon hunters a vague look.
"This is an order from Marshal Visekid! I am saying hello to you now, don't let me take out the order! You don't want to see it!"
"What" on the city gate When the soldier heard the name of the marshal, he subconsciously straightened the crooked helmet on his head and looked down in surprise.
Immediately, he began to wave hello behind him.
"Understood! Open the door!"
The heavy door slowly opened, and the leading soldier closed the window of his helmet again, tilted his head at the three demon hunters, and motioned to follow. .
There is a small hillside inside the castle, covered with fine turf, flowers and vegetation.
The soldiers are moving towards the hill.
It was already setting sun, and under the dim sunlight, the vegetation on the entire hill reflected warm light.
A big tree grows abruptly on the grass, and a wooden bench is tied to the branches of the big tree with an iron chain, turning it into a swing.
A woman was sitting on the swing, and the palace steward responsible for issuing the mission was already standing in front of the soldiers and demon hunters.
Haxo still looked that exquisitely dressed, with every beard and hair neatly combed and wrapped in a rich scent of perfume.
He first carefully glanced at the hillside behind him, and then hurriedly walked to the leading soldier.
Lowered his voice and asked: "Why so slow? You are more than ten minutes late! No one can let you go."
Before the palace manager could finish his question, the leading soldier acted with fear. respond.
"We walked through the gate, but the marshal didn't let us queue up when we walked with them. The marshal said that the witchers are all very powerful, especially the ones with white hair. He has seen it with his own eyes."
"I've seen it with my own eyes!" Haxo choked unconvinced, making the leading soldier dare not say anything more.
"No matter what, you are all late! No one in Cintra can keep the queen waiting! They are just three witchers, look at this"
"'Three "A demon hunter?" They also stood at attention in an instant.
“Your Majesty!”
The palace steward turned around smoothly, then lowered his head deeply and half-knelt in salute.
The owner of the female voice walked past the half-kneeling Haxo and the soldiers who stood solemnly at attention without stopping, and walked towards the demon hunters who had been standing quietly from the beginning.
"Do you know who you include in that 'just' you said? My dear Haxo, the old fool with a head as big as a walnut?"
That one The female voice is meaningful and incomprehensible.
Just three witchers.
It was natural for Haxo's mind to be filled with thoughts.
But he is not stupid.
"No, I don't know, Your Majesty."
He answered cautiously and humbly.
"Yes, you don't know, and neither does Visekid, so he dared to send only twenty young men to bring them to the palace."
Speaking of which, the female voice - [The Lioness of Sintra] seemed to have heard a somewhat funny joke and chuckled.
“Bring this famous demon hunter and the [Hunter Lord] to my palace!”
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