The Divine Hunter Chapter 24: Promise

The bright moon hangs high.

The cold night wind passed through the cave tunnel filled with fluorescent mushrooms and poured into the hall. Triss hugged her shoulders and shivered in the cold.

The witcher reached out and pulled out a black blanket like magic, and naturally covered her with the blanket and smiled at her.

How considerate... In the sorceress's perception, those who usually do this are a group of men who dress gorgeously, speak politely, claim to be nobles, but are actually full of hormones, but a demon hunter covered in blood did this .

This is a new tenderness she has never experienced before.

A warmth flowed throughout her body, and Triss's eyes were like water, rippling.

"Ms. Triss, it sounds incredible, but my appearance in this cave today was not an accident." Roy said seriously, "Have you ever heard of the mutation of the witcher? After the mutation, he obtained My abilities vary greatly, and I have acquired the ability to predict the future..."

“I had a premonition of the hiding place of a high-level vampire, and I also foresaw that I would save a very important person...so I rushed over with all preparations, and killed that thing in a sneak attack. But I didn’t expect that I would save a very important person... The person below is a lady with such outstanding beauty." He complimented.

"You had a premonition of all this?" Triss looked directly into his eyes, pursed her lips, and expressed obvious doubt, "Are you sure you are not an astrologer, but a demon hunter?"

She grinned, "You are quite funny."

"What did I say at the beginning? All of this is guided by fate. Fate brought me to this cave. It seems that you don't believe it?" Roy observed her expression.

"Destiny heard my prayer and sent you to save me."

"You mean this is all fate?"

She whispered and lowered her head.

He, is he confessing his love?

"Now forgive me for being offended. As proof, I want to demonstrate how to see your destiny clearly through the fog." Roy suddenly took a step forward, grabbed her soft little hand, and held it in his palm. Closed his eyes.

Triss sat on the stone table and tensed her body. She tied her hair tightly with one hand. Her cheeks turned red like cooked shrimps, but she felt a sense of joy in her heart.

Then he was surprised.

She felt the flickering magic aura, the chaotic energy in the air began to stir, and the witcher seemed to be casting some unique spell.

Outside the cave, Golfin, who was prostrate on a large camphor tree, suddenly felt a magical power coming from his master.

"Gu?"

No command?

It fell into a daze.

"Madam, you are allergic to magic elixirs, right?" The demon hunter stopped the magic transmission, with an expression like a doctor diagnosing a disease.

"How do you know?" She was startled, as if she had woken up from her sleep, and she could no longer care about being shy.

She was extremely sure that only the Aretuza magic teacher responsible for teaching her and her closest best friend knew about this sensitive matter!

Where does a witcher come from?

Isn't he talking nonsense?

"Ahem, this is what I analyzed through an encounter you had in the future - you were lying on a carriage, surrounded by dwarves, humans, and a little girl with mouse-grey hair. You were sick. , I left the amulet somewhere else and couldn't use the elixir... I almost didn't survive..." He grabbed the sorceress's little hand harder, as if to rub it into his body.

"I also saw other images."

The sorceress’ eyes like chariots flickered as she looked at the witcher.

"Triss... you will join our organization in the future..." Roy raised his voice and showed a warm smile, as if he was greeting an old friend, "You will work with me in Nuo City... Yes , that’s it, you are an excellent research expert in our organization.”

"Organization, what organization?"

"The Brotherhood of Demon Hunters, an organization we created in Nuo City, is dedicated to improving the living conditions of demon hunters..."

Triss was stunned for a moment, what is the origin of this organization?

But something strange flashed under the witcher's confident expression.

That is the guilty conscience after lying...

At this moment, the sorceress’s dizzy brain briefly regained consciousness, and she saw through the smoke to the essence,

"So, the real purpose of your series of prophecies just now is to get me to join the Demon Hunter Brotherhood?" She pursed her red lips, and her blue eyes looked straight into the depths of his heart, making him helpless. Escaped, she held the demon hunter's hand and said with a little nervousness, "Roy, is this the reward you asked for for saving your life?"

"This is not just a reward, it is also your destiny." Roy admitted directly, his voice was steady and powerful, as if he was recounting a fact that had already happened.

Triss took a deep breath, her expression hesitant.

She swore an oath the day she joined the Warlock Brotherhood not to be a double-loyal spy.

She would never rashly join this unclear organization before she understood the Brotherhood's position.

The sorceress's flickering eyes made the witcher sigh, and he had to add more firepower.

Roy closed his eyes again, ran his palm along the back of her hand, groping upwards, and said slowly, "Your destiny has branched..."

"If you don't go to Nuo City, then you will encounter a huge crisis... and be involved in a fierce war."

The sorceress’s heart skipped a beat,

"A **** battle between the northern kingdoms and Nilfgaard..." he continued vaguely, "your fate is unclear, you may die, you may suffer severe injuries...physically and spiritually, It cannot be cured for a long time."

"War between the northern kingdoms and Nilfgaard?"

In the past, Triss would only regard these words as nonsense, but just now she read the diary of a high-level vampire.

She saw the huge force of Nilfgaard described by the other party, which also revealed the ambition of the Southern Empire.

If Cintra loses to Nilfgaard, the empire continues its northern expedition.

She could even imagine it.

When the army passed through Soden Mountain, a crucial pass connecting the north and south of the Yaruga River, the land where Leiria and Livia meet Temeria. It is indeed possible that an unprecedentedly brutal battle will break out.

……

After clearing her mind, the sorceress suddenly fell into a tangle.

If what the other party said was true, she would not be able to join the Demon Hunter Brotherhood to escape the war.

Just like this time she foolishly intervened in the monster hunt.

She will continue to participate in the just war and fight against the invaders!

……

"Roy, if the south invades the north, will your organization help the people resist foreign enemies?" She stared into his eyes with an unusually solemn expression.

"I can't decide. I have to consult all the members." Roy regretted. He didn't want to lie about this. "But for hundreds of years, people have been fighting and killing, and most demon hunters We abide by the principle of neutrality and will not interfere, do you understand?"

The sorceress lowered her head and remained silent.

"Perhaps, we will help the victims of the war." The demon hunter added, "War means death, corpses, corpses, plague..."

"And those orphans and widows, those homeless children... without anyone to take care of them will attract monsters..."

"The Witcher Brotherhood is doing its best to balance all this and repair the damage caused to the world by the war."

Still not participating in the war head-on?

……

"So grateful for your life-saving grace and reminder," Triss Merigold looked at him, and the unusually excited emotions in her body gradually receded.

Her blue eyes held a hint of disappointment and guilt, "But I'm sorry...I can't join the Witcher Brotherhood...I have to stay in Vizima."

She rejected him, unable to bear it, but her voice was stubborn,

"I entered the council of King Foltest of Temeria and worked with Keira Metz and Fekat. One of the main tasks was to discuss how to avoid the outbreak of war, and how to defend ourselves when war does come. . War has been circling above our heads like vultures, and this diary of a high-level vampire is more proof that the situation is imminent."

"For the Witcher Brotherhood, after the war there will be an act of kindness, an adventure."

"But for me, the war itself is a chess game of life and death. As a royal advisor and a member of the Brotherhood of Warlocks, I participate in this chess game, and I can only play until the end."

She said solemnly, "I will stay here and wait for the situation to change to see how rampant Nilfgaard is. If it does something unjust, I will attack with the Temerian army."

The cave hall fell into an uncomfortable silence, with only the reflection of the fire jumping on the wall.

Roy sighed, feeling inexplicably relieved,

"Ms. Triss, your noble sentiments are admirable...I also admit that there are some exaggerations in my words, but my prediction is true. If you have to be in it, you will definitely suffer great pain. Please consider Is it clear?"

She squeezed the amulet tightly and expressed her position silently.

"Actually, I have already guessed that you will refuse..." He stared at her like an old friend he has known for many years, "otherwise Triss would not be Triss."

The sorceress who is different from others, innocent, strong and kind.

"Then let's end today's affairs, madam..." Roy straightened the ribbon of the silent cloak on his chest and turned his eyes outside the cave, "I should report to Kalkstan, and you should go back and report. Peace. Don't let your companions worry."

"Don't leave!" The sorceress suddenly grabbed his arm, her nails digging into his flesh, her tone anxious, "I haven't paid you yet!"

"No compensation required..."

Let's pay tribute to a young lady who loves the north and is full of justice.

His killing of high-level vampires is already the biggest gain, at least Kalkstan's side is safe.

“I, I don’t like being in debt!”

said the sorceress.

"Then let's make a deal. After you have fulfilled your duties and worked hard for this country and people, and after you have survived that war, if you change your mind, then come to Nuo City and become a demon hunter. The resident mage of the Brotherhood."

"We always keep the door open for you."

Triss murmured, feeling something in her heart. If she continued to refuse, she might be dead. She gritted her teeth and said, "If that day comes, I will go to Nuo City to find you!"

"Well, farewell, Ms. Triss, take care of yourself in the future and don't be as reckless and reckless as today, like a silly girl. Someone won't save you every time!"

"How should we contact you in the future?"

"We will naturally meet when the time comes," Roy hesitated, "or you can come to Nuo City as a guest."

"I have an idea!" Triss suddenly made a complex gesture with her hands in mid-air, and the pendant around her neck glowed with magic light.

She stretched out her hand and waved it in mid-air, grabbing a delicate diamond-shaped crystal.

She said expectantly and a little shyly,

"Take it~IndoMTL.com~ Roy, we can contact you through the telescope in the future."

The latter's eyes were in a trance.

This routine seems familiar.

However, she could not refuse, and Triss suddenly plucked up the courage to rush forward. She put the crystal into the demon hunter's hand and hugged him hard at the same time.

The warm fragrance of nephrite, amazing elasticity, rose-scented hair, and a touch of warmth that touches the corner of the lips.

The demon hunter was in a daze, and before he could speak, he saw a swirling space door appear in front of his eyes.

"Roy, you must contact me!" With reddish-brown hair swaying, Triss jumped into the door like a deer running away in panic.

When the vortex disappeared, the witcher stared at the crystal and fell into deep thought,

"First of all, don't let the coral discover this crystal."

"Secondly, Triss, Triss, why don't you open a door for me first? This place is dozens of miles away from Vizima."