Chapter 283 A Commission from Oren
"Ai Lin..."

Mary, who was squatting on the street and retching, suddenly screamed.

Thinking that something unexpected had happened, the demon hunter hurried over.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

The girl covered her mouth with her hands, tears in her eyes. She grasped his sleeve tightly with her left hand and raised her right hand tremblingly.

When the witcher looked in the direction of her index finger, his whole body trembled and he froze in place.

In the dim ruins, a person was half buried in the red bricks.

An elderly woman with gray hair.

Just a while ago.

Just because of the words "Such a beautiful girl deserves any gorgeous flower" and that kind smile, he spent an oren to buy a rose from her.

The old man also gave Mary a pink carnation, wishing her to "find a good match, be healthy and happy."

The demon hunter tilted his head subconsciously.

The pink carnation was pinned on the girl's chest at the time, but it can't be found now.

But the red rose was still in Mary's hair. Although there were some marks and dust on it, it still bloomed steadily in the girl's hair.

Gorgeous and charming.

"This one Oren is well worth the money."

An inappropriate thought suddenly popped up in the witcher's mind.

"She's the Flower Lady..." Arthur came over and spoke softly as if he was afraid of disturbing the soul of the dead. "She's the best at growing flowers in Elland, and the best at choosing flowers for hair. Of course, she also sells the most expensive flowers..."

"I remember she had a grandson..."

The middle-aged knight's tone suddenly froze.

The witcher followed his gaze.

About three or four meters away from Grandma Hua, a round little hand covered with dust appeared on the edge of the collapsed wall.

“Oooooh…”

Mary also saw this scene, burst into tears, and threw herself into Ailin's arms.

The witcher remained silent and patted her back gently. Soon a large area of ​​her chest was wet.

The middle-aged knight sighed.

Granny Hua was friendly and always smiling, and she is a memory of many people in Ireland.

The most beautiful memory in life.

After a while, Mary seemed to remember that there were more than just Arlin and her here. She wiped the tears from her face, blushed, and broke away from the witcher's arms in a panic.

But obviously.

As the smell of burning and blood filled the air, no one was in the mood to joke.

The scent of citrus wafted from his arms, and the witcher swayed forward, intending to move the heavy objects off Granny Hua and the child and find a chance to bury them properly.

After all, it was just a chance encounter.

At this moment.

His eyes were suddenly flashed by a silver light.

"Da da da~"

The witcher walked over.

Not far from Grandma Hua's body, a flower basket was covered by rubble. The gray linen cloth that originally covered the basket slipped off and was stained with dark red blood.

Flowers of various colors, gorgeous and tempting, are scattered around the flower basket.

The flames from the torches flickered, and silver spots of light flashed among the flowers.

Under the gaze of everyone, the witcher squatted down, carefully brushed off the dust on the flowers, and placed them in the basket.

One, two, three...

When picking up the fourth flower, Ailin was startled, and then picked up a silver oren.

There is only this one Oren on the ground.

With the witcher's keen perception, Oren was filled with his and Vera's aura.

This is the money he used to buy flowers.

After a few seconds of silence, Ailin carefully flipped through the flower basket.

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

Amid the crisp sound of metal collision, the witcher found a small cloth bag inside.

All the orens and copper coins were placed inside, and none of them spilled out of the small cloth bag, or even into the flower basket.

"Is this a coincidence?" Ailin thought.

He stood up and walked to Arthur with the basket of flowers:

"Could you please find someone to return this flower basket to Granny Hua's relatives?"

"There's still a lot of money in there..."

Arthur took the flower basket subconsciously, glanced at Mary, who lowered her head with red eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, and whispered:

"Grandma Hua has no relatives anymore."

"Her son died in the Falgar Rebellion, and her new wife died from the Black Death spread from Vizima..."

"so……"

Arthur looked at the gray little hand again, handed the flower basket back, shook his head, and sighed softly.

Nothing more was said.

"Woo~"

The middle-aged knight obviously underestimated the perception of a sorceress. Mary, who heard everything, suppressed her voice and sobbed again.

Ailin was startled, and his eyes slowly moved from the flower basket in his right hand to Oren in his left hand.

"Is this considered an advance reward for the commission?" He muttered a few times, "It seems a bit too little..."

Then, looking at the devastated Elland, a light flashed in his azure eyes.

"but……"

"I'll accept this commission!"

……

Ten minutes later.

Ailin and Mary were clearing the bodies of Granny Hua and her grandchildren from the rubble, trying their best to keep the bodies intact.

Once Elland is settled, there will definitely be a duke or someone from the temple who will be responsible for burying them and let the souls who died tragically rest in peace.

"Da da da~"

The sound of horse hooves could be heard from beside the crowd.

As soon as he entered the city gate, Arthur arranged for the knight who was delivering the battle report to Duke Mason to ride back on horseback.

As soon as the knight dismounted, he whispered in Arthur's ear:
"The bandits who took advantage of the fire have been eliminated. The Duke asked us to send the guests back first, and then go to the Elland Market Square to clean up the ruins and the remains of the dead..."

The middle-aged knight nodded, glanced at Vesemir, and was about to speak.

"Let's help clean up together. Now that something like this has happened, let's not be so polite..." Vesemir interrupted.

Then he seemed to remember that there were more than two witchers standing here.

He glanced at Vera cautiously.

"Mary and I will go too..." the sorceress said briefly.

The middle-aged knight didn't say much. He looked at everyone with gratitude, then mounted his horse and headed towards the Elland Market Square.

Waiting for the place.

Ailin found that there were already many guards and priests from the Temple of Meliteli, dealing with the dead, the wounded and the ruins.

After asking Arthur and Sarah for instructions, the Royal Guards and Demon Hunters went to help.

Seeing this, Ailin and his group joined in silently.

The two witchers are strong enough to carry the wreckage of the building.

All sorceresses have learned the novice spell magical healing in the earth element category.

If the injury is serious, Vera will snap her fingers and take out expensive potions.

It's not free though.

Duke Mason had already given orders to Arthur after learning that the witcher and the sorceress had joined.

As long as the injuries were recognized by the priests and pharmacists of the temple, the Duke would use his own treasury to reimburse every bottle of potion Vera took out.

Of course, except for potions like Verdant Sigh.

that's it.

I was busy for several hours until the full moon gradually set in the west and a hint of dawn appeared on the horizon.

Arryn and his party just returned to the temple, and were sent back by Arthur and Sarah.

It’s not that they don’t know the way.

Arlin and Mary were indeed unfamiliar with the place, but Vesemir and Vera were both so old that they must have been to this city countless times, so how could they not recognize the way?

This is what Arthur and Sarah insisted on doing, even though they themselves had big dark circles under their eyes and bloodshot in the whites of their eyes.

"Please have a good rest today," Arthur said as he stood at the entrance of the Temple of Meliteli. "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, when Ellande has dealt with all the complicated affairs arising from the May Festival, Lord Mason will definitely summon you..."

"Don't worry, we will stay in Elland for a while." Vesemir said.

Although he had already sorted out the documents about the Wild Hunt in the temple to the final stage, it would still take a few days.

Arthur nodded.

Then he looked at Sarah, and with the more than 200 guards and demon hunters behind him, they bowed in unison to the demon hunter and the sorceress.

And I don't know whether it was intentional or not.

The direction in which everyone bowed seemed to be facing Ailin, even though he was actually standing on the outside at the moment.

Except for Mary who felt a little uncomfortable, the four of them accepted the greeting steadily without any modesty.

then.

Arthur and Sarah looked at Arryn again, nodded in greeting, and then led the army away along the mountain path.

As they gradually disappeared into the morning light, Ailin suddenly heard Vera ask with concern:

"Has the evil god's gaze disappeared?"

"Not sure," Ailin shook his head, "but it should not be yet..."

After all, nothing happened after the monster tide was dealt with.

Not only were the fragments of the Gate of Ade Geis still the same as before, but the link to the Mirage Pearl in my mind was also motionless.

"What should we do?" Vera said worriedly, "Ianna should still be in Duke Mason's castle at this time. She probably doesn't have much time these days..."

The sorceress was right.

They, the Demon Hunters, and the Royal Guards came back because they had done everything they could.

of course.

There is definitely a shortage of people to clean up the rubble and change the dressings for the injured.

But they are not Ellanders after all, so it is impossible to ask them to do all the rough and menial work.

After the situation was stabilized, we naturally let them go back and rest.

But the priests, herbalists and doctors of the Temple of Meritelli are different. Their work has just begun.

On the one hand, there are many injured people and they need people to accompany and treat them.

On the other hand is the disposal of corpses.

People who died tragically like tonight could easily turn into evil spirits due to the intense emotions they experienced before death.

There were so many corpses, enough to keep them busy for several days and nights, and they might not even be able to return to the temple.

Like now.

They had been standing at the entrance of the Temple of Meritel for quite some time, and no one else had returned.

As the high priestess of the temple, Ianna will only be busier. After all, she is the most powerful priest, doctor and herbalist in the Temple of Meritelli.

Not only do they have to do the work of priests, doctors, and herbalists, but they must also discuss with the Elland nobles the aftermath of May Day and how to deal with it.

"It's okay." The demon hunter shook his head.

In fact, Ianna could not do anything about the evil god's gaze.

"I'll go to the sanctuary later and see if I can solve this problem." He continued.

Vera could only nod, and then walked towards their residence with Mary, who was somewhat reluctant to leave.

Vesemir followed him for a while, and when they needed to separate, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "You did a good job tonight. Don't worry, there will always be a way..."

after that.

Also left.

……

"Da da da~"

Footsteps sounded in the corridor.

Although I haven't been here for nearly half a month, I still see a corridor and a mottled ancient statue.

Naturally, there won't be any major changes in the sanctuary during these few short days.

Because the Temple of Meritelli was hidden in the Mahakam Mountains, not only did the iconostasis remain largely unchanged, but the attacks of the Wild Hunt did not affect the temple complex.

of course.

Vera once summoned magical materials that occupied most of the iconostasis room with a snap of her fingers. When she left the iconostasis room, the sorceress naturally collected them with another snap of her fingers.

On the marble floor, one can still vaguely see some traces of ritual formations.

"Whoo~"

The witcher sat back down in his usual spot and let out a sigh.

Looking at the three familiar images of the young girl, the pregnant woman and the old woman, all that flashed through my mind was the hellish scene on earth that had just occurred.

He took out the Oren from his chest pocket and rubbed it between his thumb and index finger.

A somewhat offensive question suddenly popped up in the witcher's mind.

"Does the goddess Meliteli really not want the world to rely on the power of the gods, as Ianna said?"

"or……"

"He just can't, just can't really interfere with the human world?"

Otherwise, the attacks of the Wild Hunt and the emergence of the demon tide were clearly disasters that Elland could not bear, and they were not even disasters caused by humans themselves.

Why doesn't He take action?

If Ailin hadn't been here and hadn't had the ghost oil, it would be hard to say what would happen to Elland, who had just suffered a severe blow, when he encountered so many ghosts.

At the very least, the prestige of the Temple of Meliteli in the Northern Kingdom would surely be greatly reduced.

in fact.

Even now, the witcher did not think that tonight's events would not have a negative impact on Meliteli's followers in Elland.

Does He really not care about human beliefs?

But if He really doesn't care, why does He exist?
What exactly are the gods in the Demon Hunter world?
……

He thought for a moment.

However, of course you can't figure out these questions by just imagining them yourself.

The three holy statues of the goddess also remained motionless, looking at everything in the icon room with kind eyes, and did not seem to have any intention of answering his questions.

then.

The demon hunter smiled bitterly and shook his head, no longer obsessed with these somewhat offensive thoughts.

With a thought, he opened the Demon Hunting Notes.

【物品栏：独眼鬼妖灵的净化灵*3、经验珠*45、独眼鬼妖灵的宝箱*18、妖灵的净化灵*630、妖灵的宝箱*18……】

He stroked Oren with his thumb, and the sight of the ridiculously generous spoils of war instantly calmed his depressed mood.

Whether the "curse of the evil god" can be lifted here or today is still unknown.

Coming to the sanctuary at this time is more about avoiding other people, using purification spirits, and opening treasure chests.

Ailin thought for a few seconds, then used the demon spirits' purifying spirits one by one, but it lost its effectiveness at the fifth one.

The perception attribute increased by two points.

But this is not surprising, because he has already used the purification spirit of sixteen demon spirits.

The limit for the heart essences of water ghosts and ghouls was also 20 portions. He used an extra portion of purification spirit for testing, and he also held out a glimmer of hope.

Unfortunately, only twenty copies can be used.

After using the demon spirit's purification spirit, the demon hunter took a deep breath and set his sights on the first item in the inventory...

[Ding! Do you want to use the purification spirit of the one-eyed ghost spirit?]

……

(End of this chapter)