"The prompt Amos left us is straightforward and simple, and the answer is Fultes." Resor paid attention to the movements of Sylvia, a maid in the deep garden, while rubbing his shiny bald head. "As long as we understand what kind of conflict arose between the king of Termolia and the acrobatic troupe actors in the garden that night, the entire incident will be clear."

Roy nodded in agreement and signaled the man to continue.

"But there is another strange situation. Fultest was named Testav. Apart from us and the barons, the servants of La Varedi Castle did not know that he was a 'his Majesty'... Amos was just a wandering acrobatic troupe actor. Logically speaking, he could not have seen Fultist, so how could he reveal his identity and leave us clues?"

"I thought of a possibility..." Roy licked his dry lips, his expression slightly excited. "Amos and Arian both entered the garden. Could it be that they accidentally discovered Fultest and then eavesdropped on a secret of the King of Temolia..."

"Secret? You mean..." A trace of inspiration was faintly captured in Resso's mind.

"That night, the moon was hazy, the flowers revealed an attractive fragrance, the path was hidden among the blooming flowers, and the petals drifting in the wind told the romance..." Roy's eyes were wandering among the flowers, and he said slowly, "Forester only came to breathe in such a beautiful scenery? Wouldn't that be a big shame!"

"Remember, Sylvia mentioned before that night that Mrs. Luyisha also left the banquet hall and said she was going to take care of her daughter Anes. What is the truth? We have to talk to her..." Roy thoughtfully, "It's better to communicate alone."

...

"Cruff--" The wooden door was pushed open, and two witch hunters walked into a spacious, warm bedroom.

The bright sunlight shone through the cracks of the window, shining out a young man with a face of gold on the big bed in the center of the bedroom.

He was disfigured by thinness: his cheeks were sunken, his cheekbones were protruding, and his face was sick, and he looked much older than his real age.

At this moment, my whole body was wrapped in a blanket of moderate thickness, closed my eyes and breathed as weak as a candle that was about to be blown out by the wind.

Madam Lu Yisha leaned against the bed and half-squatted, gently wiped the boy's cheeks with a wet towel. When she heard the sound of footsteps, she stopped.

"Two masters..." The woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up, crossed her fingers in front of her lower abdomen, and asked anxiously, "Is there any clue in the garden?"

"We searched the garden and the servant's dormitory, but the result was not very good..." Roy shook his head vaguely, and came to the bedside with Reso. Dark golden pupils swept the boy's body, and he couldn't help but frown, "Madam, this is Master Arian, what's the situation now?"

Lu Yisha looked haggard and said depressedly, "It's all up to the witch doctor to breathe..."

Her eyes turned to the other side of the bed, and near the bunch of hidden red curtains, stood an old man, whose dress was incompatible with the people in the castle: wearing thick and black bear-skinned shoulders, a string of chicken claw necklaces between her neck, and a yellow-green linen robe hanging down to the ground, which was broken and old, which reminded the witcher of the unkempt, herbal doctors living in seclusion in the countryside.

His temples were gray and his hair was just right on the top of his head, and his face was full of pleats, but his back was straight, he was strong and energetic.

Cecil

Age: 80

Gender: Male

Identity: Witch Doctor (most of them are sweet words and tricks, and a small number of them master spell casting abilities, but their talents are between warlocks and ordinary people.)

Life: 60

Magic: 150

property:

Strength: 5

Agility: 5

Physical constitution: 6

Perception: 12

Will: 10

Charm: 5

Spirit: 15

Skill:

Ancestor Secret Art lv5: A spell casting system similar to druid natural spells, mainly including curse, healing and protection, and bone divination. Since the witch doctor's sensitivity to chaos energy is generally lower than that of warlocks, secret techniques often require more complex rituals and casting materials, which appear more primitive and rough, but have unique features.

Meditation lv5

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"Master of the Demon Hunter, this is the witch doctor Cecile, who was specially sent by the Baron to invite from Willen. Arian was unconscious and could not eat. The ordinary doctor was helpless, and even the warlock could not do anything after seeing it. But this witch doctor did it, and he saved Arian's life and used a talisman."

Lu Yisha nodded gratefully to the witch doctor, then lifted the blanket on the boy's body down, revealing his neck, and a yellow amulet was hanging on it.

Made of juniper berries and silver fir trees, it lingers with a hint of sage, while a iridescent light flows around the amulet.

"It's a pity that he can't help but wake Arian."

"It's already amazing to be able to do this..." The demon hunter said truthfully. It would be fine if he couldn't eat, but Arian, who was in a coma, was reluctant to replenish water. If an ordinary person persisted for less than a few days, he would die of dehydration.

But the witch doctor Cecile miraculously helped him survive.

Roy looked at the old man. He had contacted many warlocks, so he could feel a breath similar to a warlock on the other party, but it was mixed with the aura of herbs, animals, and livestock in the wild.

He gives people the feeling that he is between a warlock and a druid, and his outfit is extremely familiar.

"Willen's witch doctor Cecil, where have you seen this guy?" Roy wondered.

"Oh, you are here, two men, two poisonous snakes..." The old man spoke first, put his hands on his hips, fucking a slightly weird duckling voice at the two demon hunters, "It just so happens that Arian is waiting for you."

"Do you know us?" Roy glanced at Resor, who shook his head at him, saying that he had never seen this old man.

"Bone divination clearly told me the result," the old man suddenly turned around, looked out the window, and recited an obscure prophecy, "You will come, covered in blood but kindness, through the fog, revealing the ugliness, shattering the bloody reflection, and awakening the sleeping people."

"So you are here, and prophecy will never lie!"

After hearing this, the witch hunter looked surprised and surprised, and Madame Lu Yisha quickly explained, "Two masters, Lord Cecily has a strange temper. He often says something mysterious. We can't figure out what it means, but he has no malicious intentions."

Resor said quite understandingly, "There are some people in this world, witch doctors, and even blind people, who are gifted and have the ability to predict... Master Wu Doctor, are you just describing our future?"

The bald man tried to ask, "Can we help us find the real murderer and wake up Young Master Arian."

"The witch doctor is not omnipotent..." The old man kept a serious expression on his wrinkled face and shook his head. "What I can do is just follow the footsteps of the ancestor spirit, pass through the still water surface, and see the blurred reflection of the future under the full moonlight... The witch hunter saved Arian, and it is up to you two."

"And my silver fir amulet will not last long and will fail in another week."

"One week?" Mrs. Lu Yisha, who was listening on the side, was shocked, "What should I do if my child is then?"

"Don't worry, the noble lady, with the prophetic savior, Ari can be safe and sound." The witch doctor suddenly waved to the two witch hunters, "Look at this poor child, I have seen many difficult and complicated diseases, but this situation is rare, unlike curses or poisoning, there is no residual chaotic energy fluctuation in his body."

"Two masters, please, please." Madam Lu Yisha put her slender hands on her chest and begged with her pretty face tilted.

"Madam, don't have too much hope. We can only do our best. After all, you mentioned that both the warlock and the doctor have treated Mr. Arian, and the efficacy is very small. Our medical skills are not as good as theirs."

Roy said, then glanced at the old man again and hesitated, "By the way, Lord Cecily, do you live around the island of Fyke in Willen?"

"Witchhunter, how do you know?"

"I've heard of a witch doctor living nearby with great powers and weird tempers." Roy explained casually, and said in a tone, "By the way, do you also raise a goat called Princess?"

"Great magical powers? Cecily is a bad old man who can't bear this hat..." The old man said disdainfully, "As for the goat you mentioned, many of the witch doctor's treatment methods cannot be separated from goat blood, but I don't have the time to raise goats... The name princess is very clever... very much for my wish." The old man touched his bare chin and kept the name in mind.

"Probably not yet...he hasn't started raising that goat," Roy felt that the witch doctor Cecil, who asked Geralt to help him find goats in the future, was the strange-tempered old man, "I didn't expect to meet this guy in the Baron Corps."

He does have some real skills.

...

Arian La Varedi

Age: 11

Identity: Heir to the La Valerdi family, eldest son of Barron La Valerdi, knight apprentice

Health: 30/50 (Dream)

"Missing dream..." Roy rubbed his temples, thinking about something.

Arian lost in his dream?

"Damn, have you discovered something?"

"You talk first."

Resso had simply checked the teenager's body, "I have the same view as the witch doctor. Arian's condition is very strange. There are neither signs of curse or poisoning on his body, nor any magic fluctuations..."

The big hand like a palm-leaf fan took out the blanket of the boy's slender right leg, and his index finger suddenly knocked the bottom of his knee, instantly activated the knee reflex of the leg. "The basic reflex of the body is still there, he is not in a coma..." The big man opened the boy's eyelids again, and everyone suddenly found that his eyeballs were rolling rapidly, and the whites of his eyes and pupils were rising and falling.

"Master..." Lu Yisha was shocked by the horror, "What's wrong with Arian?"

"Madam, don't worry, this is a very normal reaction..." The demon hunter knows more deeply about the human body structure, reflex, and physiological activities than most doctors. "Often people will have this kind of rapid eye movement when they are about to wake up."

"More precisely Arian is dreaming..." Roy took a deep breath, "He was trapped in the dream."
Chapter completed!