The Divine Hunter Chapter 21: The Past of Vesemir

The top of the west tower.

"Crunch, crunch..." a drowsy sound.

Vesemir lay on the old rocking chair, leisurely basking in the rare winter afternoon sun.

He recalled what he saw in the dining room at noon, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his old and saggy cheeks.

Geralt and Eskar, who originally avoided the kid, returned to their normal attitudes, eating, drinking, joking and bickering.

This shows that their discussion about the Demon Hunter Brotherhood has come to fruition.

Kaer Morhen has been lifeless for many years, and the tempers of the two boys have also become dull and negative.

Geralt, in particular, looks more and more like a sentimental and introverted old woman.

The life span of a demon hunter is so long. If he cannot live happily and actively, wouldn't it be equivalent to torture?

If, with Roy's intervention, Geralt and Eskar could change their attitudes a little and produce some positive changes, he would be happy to see it happen.

"Dong dong..."

After a polite knock on the door.

Light footsteps from far to near.

"Brave young man, how is the battle going?" Vesemir asked with a smile without looking back, "Have you convinced those stubborn guys?"

"You know everything?" Roy walked to the old man and handed over a bottle of vodka that the troll loved.

The old man took a hearty sip, the wine flowing down his chin and soaking his beard,

"You put all your thoughts in your eyes. You are a perseverant person and will never give up until you achieve your goal."

"You are right, the matter has come to an end." Roy walked to the tower and looked at the sun in the distance, with a happy face. "When the Snake Sect returns, Lambert, Eskar, and Jay Lot will follow us back to Nuo City, and together with the guys from the Cat Faction, the three schools will discuss matters related to the Demon Hunter Brotherhood."

"Did your teacher, Leitho, also agree?" Vesemir asked, "I remember he was opposed to it at the time."

"He is just worried that I will offend everyone. It turns out that Geralt and the others are not that stingy. Moreover, the reconstruction of the Brotherhood and the Snake Faction is not contradictory, but rather, they promote each other."

"Today, it is unrealistic to want to establish a strong school alone. Only by strengthening the...er...community of destiny of the entire demon hunter can we fundamentally reverse the decline."

"A community of shared future is a fresh saying. I have never heard of it, but it makes sense." The old man handed the half-remained wine bottle to Roy, "I will give you a piece of advice from someone who has experienced it. No matter what happens in the future, don't Ignoring and hurting those who care about you."

"Thank you for the reminder, I will keep it in mind!" Roy took the bottle and took a sip. The alcohol rose from his stomach and stimulated his cheeks to turn red. He said straightforwardly, "Master, are you willing to go out? Join this trip to Nuo City? The Wolf Faction is complete without you."

"I'm getting older and my athletic ability has deteriorated so much that I can't walk far even if I want to. And there must be someone watching over Kaer Morhen."

"It's fine if I stay here."

Roy's mouth twitched. He still remembered the old man's dexterity in avoiding hoarfrost.

"You are joking, if your skills are not good, then I am equivalent to a patient paralyzed in bed." Roy joked, "And your most valuable thing is not your rich life experience?"

"When we return to Nuo City and start recruiting apprentices, you will definitely be one of the most suitable mentors." Roy seduced, "Don't you want to relive your youth and fix up the chattering little apprentice? Here you go? Do they talk about the big principles of life?"

The wicker chair stopped swinging, Vesemir suddenly raised his head, his amber eyes ignited with fire.

Countless scenes from the past are running through my mind.

The lively and lively time with God buried deep in my heart.

However, the flames quickly died out.

"I'm old...but I'm curious, how does the Brotherhood plan to recruit apprentices?"

"Orphanage." Roy said bluntly, "Under the prosperity of Nuo City, there is also a shadow. Many children are abandoned soon after they are born, unable to support themselves, and either become beggars or die miserably."

"We will contact the giants in Nuo City to establish a legal orphanage."

"Selecting some children with talent and perseverance is, of course, purely voluntary."

"Train them and combine them with familiar warlocks to improve the formula."

"It's really a bold innovation." The old man mused, and wanted to persuade him. For example, he couldn't contact the warlock, the reform failed, and the people of Nuo City began to oppose and make trouble, etc.

But in the end I didn’t ask about the exit.

"You don't want to go and see?" Roy then asked, "Don't fool me with excuses. Are you not willing to leave Kaer Morhen now?"

"Since fifty years ago, I have spent less and less time away from the castle. Living too long is not always a good thing. Except for Geralt and the others, almost all my familiar friends are dead." Vesemir shook his head. , "Perhaps for one or two months a year, out of habit, I go outside to take on a few commissions and stretch my muscles."

"All your acquaintances are dead?" Roy's eyes flashed and he shook his head, "That's not necessarily true... As far as I know, there is another person who has a close relationship with you who is still alive and well."

The old man looked stunned,

"Who did you see through revelation?"

"I am happy to tell you...but I hope that after you have a pleasant meeting with your old friend, you will think of the boy waiting for you in Nuo City." Roy smiled,

Vesemir shook his head and nodded in disbelief.

"I foresee such a scene." Roy began to narrate.

"In the winter of 1234, a manta-winged demon appeared in the Cow Castle, and a notice was posted on the notice board. The witcher appeared, and it was you, old man! When you tracked the monster, you passed a luxurious manor. Your eyes met with the manor's daughter, and you felt secretly in love. She wrote you a note and asked her butler to deliver it to you."

The rocking chair began to sway again.

With Roy's emotional tone,

The old man seemed to have returned to those days of burning passion.

"You went looking for her while it was dark, night after night,"

"It's a pity that once her father heard the sound, you ran away! But you left behind a piece of soft armor from the Wolf Faction."

"Since then, her father has issued an arrest warrant, and your love has ended."

"She married an old count——"

Vesemir looked sad.

The old trees will eventually bloom.

Roy smiled secretly and changed his words,

"But her husband died early. She became the widow of Count Minoru."

"Now she has gray hair and a wrinkled face, but she is still single, sitting alone with a large inheritance, living on the memories of her youth..."

"Vesemir, Vesemir," Roy teased the old man at the end of the story, "the maid helped deliver love letters, had trysts in the garden, and hurriedly escaped from the window. I didn't expect you to be so romantic. Suave!"

"Geralt, are you ashamed of yourself?"

"Is this weird? I was young before! Believe it or not, there were a lot of girls who liked me at that time." The old man was lying on the wicker chair, arranging his hair with his hands, his face glowing with a strange look, and his waist The rod seemed to straighten a bit. "I'm quite popular."

"Then do you still remember this lady?"

The old man didn't answer, or he acquiesced.

Roy suddenly shouted,

"It seems that you haven't let her go either. So why are you dawdling? Go and see the Cow Castle! Don't let her wait alone! Countess Minore, I have never forgotten you!"

"I...think about it."

……

"Crunch...Crunch..."

The chair shook even more. ~IndoMTL.com~ Roy retreated quietly.

Before closing the door, he looked back at the old man's back.

He remembered the original historical trajectory again——

Heavy rain is coming, the eve of the war.

"Will you visit her?" Geralt asked,

"Maybe later, until everything is over and the situation calms down." Vesemir replied.

But he never got the chance.

After that time, Vesemir fell into eternal sleep in a heroic posture.

Now, old man, the crisis has not come yet, seize this opportunity!

Roy cheered for him from the bottom of his heart.

The old trees are in spring, come to Nuo City in their best condition!