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The Divine Hunter CH 65

Author:Roy Category:urban Update time:2023-01-02 13:40:07

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Reagan, his companions, and Roy met up again in the bathhouse.

“Are you insulting me” The dwarves were surrounding Roy, washing the dirt off their legs.

“You won the match last night, so why did you give this back You think Im a sore loser We are no sore losers!”

“Reagan, since I won the match, that means Im the crossbows owner.” Roy was tense and serious.

“So I reserve the right to give it to someone better.”

“Y-youre giving this to me” Reagan pointed at him with his pudgy finger, at a loss for words.

A while later, he sighed.

“You dont have to do this, you know.

Its your liquor, after all.”

“Take it as a token of friendship.

Elder Brovar did say you guys will be going around with me for the next few days.”

“Any more wine then” Dave licked his lips.

“If the chance comes, lets just say you can fill yourself with all the wine you want.”

“Were friends from now on, Roy!” Dave smacked Roy in excitement, and Roy almost teared up from the pain, his skin turning red.

“Alright, lets talk business.

The elder wants you guys to help me out with the murders,” Roy whispered.

They formed a circle, and Roy planned on telling them a few things, since they were already a team.

“I need some help.

Have you ever seen anyone with a weird tattoo on them”

“What kind of tattoo”

“Shh, pipe down.” Roy showed the marking of an antler overlapping a spider web to the dwarves and scanned their faces, but to his disappointment, they looked baffled, obviously never seeing that mark before. 

“What does this mark mean, Roy Why are you looking for it” Reagan shook his head.

“Elder Brovar thinks beards and chest hair are enough to show manliness, so theres no need for nonsense like tattoos.

Thats why we never advocate that here, and not even one in a hundred of us has tattoos.

Oh, but those whove left the mountain love it though.

Ive seen every guys body here, but Ive never seen this tattoo on them.”

Dave, Drew, and Barney expressed the same sentiment.

“I see.

But keep an eye out for me, and keep this a secret.”

“Of course.

If I ever let this slip, Ill never have any wine again.”

“Same thing here.”

“Me too.”

On the other hand, a gray-haired, muscular dwarf slid into the bath as the dwarves made their promise, and he looked up as he wiped himself off.

“The night-shifters usually come in later.

I wonder who that guy is.” Roy shifted his attention to the newcomer.

The dwarfs face was sagging, his sun spots apparent.

The laugh lines beneath the sides of his nose were deep, and the creases on his forehead also drooped.

If Roy converted his age to a humans, the dwarf would be around fifty to sixty years old.

And then Roys eyes turned dark for a moment.

Benson Fugnar Hm, a hundred and fifty years old, no buffs or debuffs, normal stats, and normal skills.

“Is that old chap over there a miner”

The dwarves looked at Benson.

Dave, Drew, and Reagan tried their hardest to remember, while Barney looked smug.

“I might stutter, b-but I have a g-good memory.

I-I recognized you first, y-you know.”

“Get to the point, mate,” Roy said.

“Alright then.” Barney gazed at the old dwarf with respect.

“Mr.

Benson Fugnar i-is a hundred and fifty this year.

H-hes about the same age as E-Elder Brovar, but h-hes a nice guy, a-and he doesnt p-put up airs.

A-all the miners l-love him.”

Dwarves might live long lives, but dwarves that could live for more than a hundred and twenty years in a time where wars and disasters were rife were rare.

“Why is he still working as a miner then Shouldnt he be enjoying life” Roy asked.

Barney puffed his chest.

“A-as long a-as we can move, w-we must work.

I-if we dont work, theres no food o-on the table.”

Roy shot another question, “Whats his job then”

“T-the fifth mining areas c-clerk.

H-hes in charge o-of the schedule.”

“The area Kaerwens in charge of, huh” Roy replied, and at the same time, Benson did something weird.

He hugged his legs out of nowhere and started wailing, his cries filling the bathhouse.

Barney, the most sensitive out of them, teared up and sobbed.

“Why is he crying Did his family die in the murders or something”

Reagan answered that in Barneys place, “No, his familys alive and kicking, and he just got a grandchild not too long ago.” He sounded envious.

“His sons worse off than I am, so I wonder how on Mahakams he managed to marry the woman he loved and bore two children on top of that.

Elder Brovar even baptised his kids as an acknowledgement for their contribution.” Dwarves were not as fertile as humans, so having two children was a great contribution to the tribe.

“Thats a great honor, and it hasnt been too long since then, so why is he looking so depressed Did something happen to the kids” Reagan frowned, feeling perplexed.

On the other hand, Roy finally had a breakthrough.

Ive been staking out at this place for days.

Finally someones acting weird.

I need to look into this.

“Barney, shouldnt you go up there and calm him down Hes your elder, after all.”

Barney scratched his head in confusion, but then he thought Roy had a point, so he didnt retort. 

“Be casual, okay”

Barney was reluctant.

“Y-you keep t-telling me t-to pull stupid t-things like this off.”

“Mr.

Benson watched over you guys, didnt he Shouldnt you talk to him At least show some gratitude for his guidance.”

“Alright, fine.

I get it.”

***

A short while later, Roy got some information from Barney.

Hes reminiscing about the past because hes getting on in age.

Benson couldnt hold it in because he was thinking about the comrades who died on the battlefield, huh Is that really the case “Guys, take me to his place.”

***

Black Metal Inn was the only inn in Mount Carbon that was approved by the elders, so it was usually packed.

But because of the murders that had happened lately, the men would stay at home when night fell to take care of their families.

Because of that, the inns business was impacted heavily.

The inn was brightly lit as usual that night, but only a few customers were inside.

One of them was a gray-haired dwarf in yellow pajamas drinking alone in the corner.

He would occasionally look up, turning sober for a moment and looking around nervously, as if worried something might happen.

On the other hand, Letho and Roy were sitting beside the window.

“You cant be asking me out at this hour just for some wine, can you”

“I have some important information here.” Letho deftly shaved his stubble using his short sword.

“Remember what you told me last night Yeah, I looked into it and discovered Kaerwens secret.

Its a big one.”

“Put that aside for now.” Roy calmed down and patted Lethos hand.

“One problem at a time.

Keep an eye on the dwarf right there.” Roy glanced at the target nonchalantly and whispered, “Dont let him catch you.”

“Anything suspicious about him” Letho gulped some dwarven liquor, and he squinted from the strong kick of the alcohol.

“That dwarf is Benson Fugnar, a clerk working in the fifth mining area.

Hes in charge of the miners schedule.

He bawled like a baby in the bathhouse today.

Never saw anyone doing that before.” Roy sighed.

“Hes the only one whos been acting weird, so maybe he knows something.”

“Worth a try.” Letho put his mug down and gave Roy a look of approval.

“Good job.

Never overlook anything out of place.

You never know what you might find if you look into it.”

Roy shrugged.

“But his lips are sealed.

Not even my friends managed to get anything from him, let alone outsiders like us.

Youll have to be more, I dont know, witcher-y about it.”

The clock in the inn struck midnight, and Benson got up drowsily.

He wiped the wine from his lips, shook his head, and went out.

Mount Carbon was freezing at night, and one kiss from the wind was enough to turn the wine on his beard to ice.

Even his nose turned red from it, but he didnt care about it.

Benson trudged ahead to the steps leading to his cave, not unlike a soulless puppet.

He dragged himself to the dark, narrow alley behind the inn and looked up at the moon that was nearly full.

Its nearly the full moon.

Benson took a deep breath, his eyes filled with fear, his lips trembling.

He fell into a trance, as if hed seen something terrifying, and then the moon turned red before his eyes, screams of agony piercing the air around him.

And then Benson felt something on his shoulder, so he snapped out of it only to be greeted by someone hed never met before.

The man before him was bald, had sculpted features, a pointed jaw, deep-set eyes, and a distant look.

Benson also saw a part of a sword on the mans back. 

He staggered backward.

“And you are” 

The man grinned toothily.

“Sorry,” he said.

And then a chill ran up Bensons spine sobering him up, but before he could do anything, an illusion played before his eyes.

Lethos fingers split into dozens and hundreds of tentacles, surrounding him, blocking his every route of escape.

“Thats a whole lot of fingers for a witcher…”

***

The dwarfs eyes lost their gleam and focus, and the witcher mumbled something to him.

“Benson Fugnar, you would cry in the bathhouse alone and numb yourself with liquor in the inn.

I know the cause of that.

Its from the secret youre keeping, isnt it You bury it deep in your heart, never telling anyone, not even your family.

But eventually, the secret starts to gnaw at your conscience.

The guilt you feel is killing you, and not even the wine you consume can numb the pain.” Benson started to look like he was in pain at that point.

“And now a listener comes up to you.

Hes just a traveler passing through Mount Carbon, and he holds his promise close to his heart.

He can share your pain, and you wont have to risk getting found out.

Tell him your secret.

Tell all of it…”

Letho eventually stopped talking, and Roy, who was behind Letho, held his breath, staring at the dwarf unblinkingly.

Benson was gritting his teeth, and the pain he showed turned into a struggle. 

He was fighting against himself, but eventually, he refused.

“I-I cant say it.”

That shocked Roy.

He never knew anyone who could resist Axii, and that alone told him that Bensons sadness didnt come from old memories.

Bensons a hundred and fifty years old, so hes been through a lot, and his Will is six.

Thats one point higher than the average human.

Since Benson was resisting, Letho went for a softer approach.

“Is someone threatening you”

Benson looked up, his face contorted, but his mouth was still sealed.

If they werent careful, Benson might just crush all his teeth, and then Roy went up.

“Is someone threatening you with your grandchildren”

Bensons eyes shot open, and he stared at Roy in horror.

Yeah, its probably the spy.

Letho and Roy looked at each other.

Since Benson was reluctant to answer some questions, Axii wouldnt work as well as theyd hope.

However, that didnt mean they couldnt get any answers, since Bensons reaction could tell them a few things.

Letho told Roy to keep on asking.

“Did you bump into something by chance in the fifth mining area Did that spy threaten you with your family Is he working for the murderer Were the dwarves from the fifth mining area killed because of him Will a new victim appear tomorrow Is it someone from the fifth mining area, or somewhere else”

***

The answers from the dwarf shocked Letho and Roy.

“What the hell is this” Roy muttered.

After the last question was asked, Letho snapped his finger to dispel Axii and escaped the scene with Roy quickly.

A few moments later, Benson snapped out of it groggily.

He hugged himself and scanned his surroundings in terror.

I seem to have forgotten something, but what “Creepy.” He shivered.

“Bless me, holy Mahakams.

May I and my family get through this in peace.”

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