The Divine Hunter Chapter 12: Big deception

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In the bedroom, under the dim light, half of the face of the petite figure was hidden in the darkness.

"Witcher, you can speak with confidence now."

"Um...your highness, why did you drive the maids out?"

"There are some things... ahem... I just want to say to you alone." Xili put her hands behind her back and looked like a little adult with her baby-fat face.

"I guess..." the young witcher lowered his voice, "You don't want to be engaged to Prince Christine, so you asked me to help you escape."

"You...how do you know?!" Ciri jumped up on the spot like a frightened cat, pointing at the witcher and trying her best to make a fierce expression, "Speak quickly! Did Calanthe send you? Come to monitor this princess?"

"You misunderstood me..." Roy looked into the little princess's eyes sincerely, suppressing the smile in his heart, "Actually, not only do I understand your troubles, I also know that you occasionally have some weird nightmares. Especially after being stimulated, you will dream of a group of terrifying skeleton horse knights chasing you."

The little girl’s mouth couldn’t close, and she was a little confused.

"What a coincidence? Your Highness and I had the same dream, but there was you in my dream, and you told me many secrets." Roy walked towards the little girl, but he came closer Taking one step, Ciri subconsciously took a step back.

"Your companions Halma, Keris, your parents, Your Highness Pavetta, and Lord Downey."

"Are you serious...you didn't lie to me?"

"Your Highness, please recall carefully, you recruited me into the palace. This is not an accidental idea, it is fate. We are the same kind of people and will meet each other sooner or later." There was confusion in Xili's emerald eyes, Being so young, she didn't quite understand what the witcher was saying.

And Roy is not talking nonsense. After swallowing the blood of the sun, thin ancient blood also flows in his body.

"If you really don't believe it, why don't we make a bet?"

"A bet?" Xili's eyes lit up, and she became less afraid as she became more playful, "Witcher, your words are too enigmatic for me to understand, but I understand the bet."

"Call me Roy, I'm not much older than you, Your Highness."

"Roy, what do you think we should bet on!?" Xili excitedly ran to the drawer and took out a sapphire necklace,

"I'll put the bet here first."

She seems to be playing an interesting game.

"No, Your Highness, there is no need to bet..." Roy shook his head slightly, "You just need to remember what I said, remember every word I said."

"After going to Verdon to get engaged this time, your marriage to Prince Christine will not succeed."

"You said I won't marry that **** fat guy?!" Xili happily circled the room like a happy pony, tiptoeing and lifting up her little dress.

"Also, during this journey between Cintra and Verdon, you will encounter a white-haired witcher. You can just call him Geralt by then."

"Did you dream of this?" Xili stopped circling, with traces of tadpole lines appearing in her eyes,

"Yeah."

"Roy..." the little girl suddenly called out. She pulled her skirt closer and looked up at the witcher.

Although she is already eight years old, Ciri's growth is slow and her height is only 1.3 meters, which does not even reach the chest of the 1.75-meter-tall demon hunter.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm glad you told me these secrets." Shirley smiled happily, "You didn't hide everything from me like other idiots and treat me like a little brat."

"Of course, friends should treat each other sincerely."

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door and the urgent call of the palace maid,

"Bang, bang, bang... Your Highness, are you okay?"

"Coming, coming!" Ciri shouted impatiently toward the door, "'Dragon Slaying Warrior' Roy, it's time to tell your adventure story."

……

In the bedroom, four maids accompanied the princess as they sat around the dim fireplace. The firelight illuminated their faces rosy, but they did not notice it at all. They listened intently to the spitting demon hunter in the center.

"This is a story I heard from the older generation of demon hunters."

"A long time ago, there was a righteous knight named Leon in Aden. Leon stayed in the knights until he was thirty years old, but later he was expelled by the new commander because he had a dead face and a facial expression as stiff as wood. , changed jobs and became a killer."

"What does the killer do on a daily basis?"

Ciri next to her raised her chin and asked the witcher curiously,

"Killers are another type of demon hunter, but their targets are people and they only accept commissions to kill people. Because Leon is a good man with a conscience and a bottom line, he only assassinates bad guys who do all kinds of evil and eliminates harm for the people."

"During a certain mission, Leon rescued a little girl, Mathilde, who was being hunted down by corrupt officials and gangs in collusion."

The girl saved by the knight?

The maids looked confused after hearing this. This is almost every girl’s dream.

"It's a pity that he has facial paralysis..." A maid in a red apron sighed.

……

"If Leon had a child, then Mathilde should be about the same age as his child. So Leon took in Mathilde."

"Despite the huge age difference, the two get along extremely harmoniously - the girl is responsible for managing the housework, taking care of his life, and the potted Silver Queen, which he regards as a treasure, while Leon continues to make money."

……

"A quiet and happy time passed like this... The two of them were like relatives and close friends, loving each other."

"Master Demon Hunter..."

A lovely round-faced maid suddenly asked cautiously, "How old is the age difference between Mathilde and Leon? Is the relationship between them a father-daughter relationship or... love?"

"Well... a thousand audiences, there are a thousand understandings." The witcher looked around at the girls who were looking eagerly, and smiled secretly in his heart, "Mathilde is about ten years old... they The difference is about twenty years, you think."

"It's definitely a father-daughter relationship!"

A thin maid vowed, "The little girl doesn't understand anything until she is old enough!"

"No...you are superficial." Another plump maid objected, "The forty-year-old bachelor next door to me married a young, beautiful adopted girl, and now The two also have a son."

"So -" the plump maid concluded, "As long as she looks good, what about her daughter?"

After speaking, she held her face in her hands,

"Why didn't I have such a knight when I was a child? Of course, I definitely don't want an old bachelor."

……

"Gangsters and colluded bureaucrats traced their whereabouts..." Roy let the girls discuss freely for a while, then said that they secretly surrounded the two people's residence. The situation is extremely critical..."

"In the end, in order to save Mathilde's life, Leon bravely sacrificed himself and died together with the bad guys!"

……

"Woo..." Faint sobbing woke Roy up from his impassioned state~IndoMTL.com~ He turned around and saw that half of the maids had tears in their eyes,

"They are not together?!" Ciri stood up angrily and waved her pink fist at the demon hunter, "The knight will never die so easily!"

"But he is indeed dead."

"No, I said he's not dead!" Xili growled reluctantly.

"Well, Leon didn't die, and finally lived happily with Mathilde and continued to take care of the Silver Queen."

"Yeah!"

Almost in an instant, the maids burst into laughter, with tears in their laughter.

Ciri murmured to herself, "A girl of low birth like Mathilde has knights who are willing to sacrifice themselves for her——"

"Demon hunter, 'Dragon Slayer Knight'." Ciri stood up her neck proudly like a white swan, "Are you willing to die for me?"

"This..."