The Divine Hunter Chapter 34: As long as Xili

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Meeting room.

The rectangular table was empty, and the dazzling light of the three-tiered candlesticks illuminated the five guests sitting next to each other.

The King and Queen of Cintra sit at the head, their right-hand man Druid Mossak sits on the right, and two witchers are at the bottom.

"There are no outsiders now, so I'll get straight to the point," Calanthe nodded to the white-haired demon hunter and praised him without hesitation, "You won the competition and saved my face in front of all the foreign envoys. ”

"I will do my best to fulfill your wish...money, treasures, and even grant you a fief. Instead of being a ridiculous lord of the Four Horns City in name only."

"Any wish will do?" Bai Lang asked.

"Ciri cannot be involved." There was a warning in Calanthe's green eyes, "Geralt, although Ciri has concluded the so-called 'Law of Accidents' with you because of her unreliable father. , but she is my blood relative, my granddaughter, the princess of Sintra."

"That's a pity..." Geralt shook his head, but there was no hint of discouragement on his face, "We came here just to take Ciri away."

"You? This kid also wants to take away my granddaughter?" Calanthe glanced at Roy, "There is no destiny connection between you and her. What makes you have such unrealistic fantasies? ? Is it because I once played with her for a month, or because I read too many love novels about poor boys and rich ladies?"

"Me and Geralt's group... stopped by to help." Roy explained,

Calanthe took a breath.

"...I don't mean to belittle your status in any way...but you spend most of your time wandering in the countryside, in swamps, deep mountains and old forests, and even garbage dumps."

"Have you ever imagined? Is it appropriate for a noble princess to appear in those places?"

"Once word spreads, the royal family of Sintra will be disgraced and become the laughing stock of the entire world!"

"That's better than being locked up in a prison-like house." Roy retorted with a smile,

"What do you know?" Calanthe glanced at him displeasedly, "Ciri is still young, naughty and doesn't understand my good intentions. When she grows up, she will naturally understand who is treating her. Really good!"

"Not to mention that demon hunters often participate in deadly battles. Ciri will be passively involved in huge life dangers by following you!"

"Maybe one day, I will die in the wild without knowing anything." Calanthe's eyes seemed to look into the heart of the white wolf, "Can you bear it?"

Druid Mossack moved his lips, but hesitated to speak, while East's face became solemn as he listened to his wife's speech, and a large palm covered with black hair like a grizzly bear wrapped her hand.

"First of all...Your Majesty Calanthe, with all due respect..." Geralt said, "The horrible things you described are a thing of the past. Compared to the past, the lifestyle of witchers has undergone earth-shaking changes."

"Oh? Tell me."

"It sounds incredible, but today we are no longer 'tramps' with no fixed abode. We have settled down in Nuo City... owning a profitable shop and a home that provides shelter from the wind and rain."

"In terms of the level of luxury and dignity in daily life, it is naturally far inferior to the Cintra royal family, but it will not be inferior to any ordinary family." Roy took over his words, "Ciri left with us. It’s much happier to stay in this dark castle!”

"Now is not the time for joking." Calanthe glanced at the two demon hunters with suspicion.

Geralt had always given her the impression of being a stubborn old-schooler who honestly accepted commissions, was driven by others, risked his life to eradicate monsters for humans, and had to bear a disgusting reputation.

If he could change, then he would have changed over the past seventy or eighty years, so why wait until now?

"The times are changing at an extremely rapid pace...Everyone is deeply affected by it, either actively or passively."

"This is not what you said..." A kind and gentle voice rang out, and the druid sitting next to East had a clear look in his eyes, "Geralt, we have known each other for decades...ever since. Ever since I rescued you in the tournament, you have been tougher than an ox. Even if the resin turns into amber and diamonds are born from the volcano, you will not change."

Geralt looked at him and said sincerely, "I admit that I was like this before. But that was because there was not enough pressure from the outside. I drifted with the flow and let fate play with me. Like an aimless person. passers-by."

"But now I can no longer be so lazy." He finished. "If you doubt the truth of my words, you can send people to Novigrad to investigate at any time. In short, Ciri will follow us and guarantee that he will not get hurt. She is cold and hungry. As for whether she wants to accept a commission like a witcher, it depends on her own wishes."

"Even ignoring the witcher's bad reputation and dangerous situation." Calanthe's slender fingers were clasped in front of her belly, "Ciri can't go with you. I understand the reason why the witcher is born. …You let your children take terrible decoctions and conduct inhumane mutation experiments.”

"Let them suffer a lot and endure life worse than death for a long time. Half of the ten will die, two will become monsters or disabled due to abnormal mutations...the remaining three will transform into real demon hunters. People..."

"Where did you hear about it?" Roy asked. When did the Witcher's secret experiments become a household name?

"My learned advisor Mossak once told me."

The Druid nodded, "I only have a rough idea."

"This is no longer a training!"

King East suddenly put his arm around his wife's shoulders and looked at the witcher with a cold face, "If you plan to do this to my little Ciri, please leave immediately and take a generous reward. ”

"Cintra, thugs and perverts who torture children are not welcome!"

"It is even more impossible for people to get involved in our relatives!"

Geralt suddenly turned around and gave Roy a grateful look, demonstrating his foresight.

"Your Majesty is overthinking. We have never made such a plan to subject Ciri to these inhuman tortures."

"Lie!" Calanthe stared into their eyes, but she only saw calmness and calmness.

"Ciri does not need to become a demon hunter..." Roy said truthfully, "Even if she wants to, she has a strong desire to do so. Then we will first improve the mutation process to make it safe and harmless. Make sure she is safe and sound. The earth will pass."

"In fact, we are already improving the Trial of Grass..."

"Since we don't force Ciri to undergo the Trial of Green Grass and transform her into a witcher." Calanthe was a little hard to understand, "Then why did Geralt and Roy have to take her away?"

"Just because of that inexplicable accidental law? Do you have to keep Ciri by your side?"

"Is she having a bad time in Sintra?"

The king, queen, and druids all looked at the two demon hunters.

Roy and Geralt exchanged glances. ~IndoMTL.com~ We are doing this just for the sake of Ciri's safety. ”

Calanthe seemed to have heard some joke, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You cast a spell on me? Did I have auditory hallucinations?"

"What gives you confidence that the princess of Sintra is safer with the two of you than staying in the heavily guarded palace?"

Roy's eyes swept across the faces of the king and queen calmly.

"Your Majesty should know where the danger comes from..."

"What do you mean, witcher, don't test my patience and play riddles with me!"

"The danger comes from the Amer Mountains..."

The words of the witcher just left his mouth.

Easter and Calanthe's expressions changed at the same time.

"The army from Nilfgaard."