The Divine Hunter

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Roy noticed that the outer walls were filled with patterns that resembled totems, but he couldn’t make out what they meant.
There were also carvings of Lebioda on some spots of the wall.

Once they entered the house, Seville waved his men down, leaving them in peace.
And he yawned.
“Just tell the guards when you finish checking the yard.
They’ll let you into the house for further investigation.
I’m getting tired, so I’ll be taking a nap.” Seville suffered from sleep deprivation because of the nightmares, and he would take a nap whenever he had the time.

Letho and Roy started with their investigation once Seville had left.
Letho observed the yard’s structure.
There was a small fountain in the center, and neatly trimmed, decorative plants surrounded them in an organized fashion.
A large number of plants that were taller than a human were linked together, forming paths that turned into a small maze.
Something sparkled within Letho’s eyes, and he started searching in a direction. 

Roy knew that Letho had activated his witcher senses, making him a radar that radiated microwaves.
He went up to say, “I’ve always been curious about the way witchers track down monsters.”

Letho was patient when it came to the witcher trade.
He explained, “After witchers go through their mutations, their senses become different from a normal human’s.
Precisely speaking, they can reconstruct everything they see, smell, and hear through their senses, turning them into a vague line of smell, ripples of sounds, or sets of footprints.
Those can lead them to their prey.” He paused for a moment.
“A witcher’s senses are sharp.
They can see further, hear clearer, and smell things normal humans can’t, like the stench of blood that should have been long gone, the smell of monsters, and the scent of a strong perfume.
And also the smell of wine in cellars,” he added.

“If we just track while using those traces, eventually we’ll reach the culprit,” Letho continued, then he put on a solemn look.
“But before you start doing that with your bounty after locating a suspicious trace, it’d be best you judge what kind of enemy you’re going to face —  whether it’s something you can handle, or something you can only hide from.
If you make the wrong judgment, you might get yourself killed from facing off against a terrible monster.” Melancholy welled up within his eyes, as if he’d remembered something sad.
“Whether you get it right or not depends on your experience.
For example, drowners emit the smell of seaweed and the stench of fish, while ghouls will appear where there’s the smell of rotten corpses.
You’ll see a hole in the ground with green fluids at the entrance where a pale widow burrows.
And as for griffins, well, they only appear on mountains.” Letho explained everything in detail patiently, while Roy listened, felt, and memorized it.

“Now that I’ve told you about the monsters, can you give me your judgment based on my teachings and the clues in the yard, boy?” Letho had given him a test all of a sudden.

Roy rubbed his chin and went through the details of the monsters Letho told him about.
“If it’s just within this yard…” He hesitated.
“We didn’t see any weird footprints, so we can eliminate vampires who can turn invisible and hypnotize their prey.
Katakan’s not what we’re looking for.”

“You have a decent memory,” Letho said, praising him for the first time in a while.
“Alright, since katakan’s not on the list, we’ll have to go inside to search for more clues.”

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