The Divine Hunter Chapter 28: Chain reaction

"The bloodline of His Highness Calanthe's family was described in detail in Islini's prophecy." The firelight in the candlestick on the dining table illuminated the sorceress's colorful face. "I believe you have heard about it."

"There are dozens of versions of this prophecy book, and it has also been added to the "World's Largest Encyclopedia" that is being compiled. Humans, elves, dwarves, dwarves, all understand it more or less." King Bran stroked She stroked her beard and spoke in a low voice, "She accurately predicted the decline of the elves and the recent Northern War."

"The prophecy about bloodline is by no means a beautiful description," Mossak's eyes moved between the stomachs of Ciri and Calanthe, a hint of worry appeared in his deep eyes, "Ancient blood, cursed blood , and it’s also related to the end of the world.”

Curse? The end of the world?

Calanthe shook her head and clearly remembered that her dead husband, Esther Tursek, knew that after witnessing the power of her daughter Pavetta at the husband-selection dinner, Ancient blood flows in the royal family of Cintra.

He believed that the nature of the Skellies was incompatible with each other and was unwilling to have children.

Later, when Cintra faced the risk of subjugation and pleaded with him, he agreed, and he became pregnant with the child.

I didn't expect it.

Both daughters and granddaughter have inherited this so-called ancient blood?

And we can’t touch each other?

The Queen of Cintra's face turned white as everyone looked at her.

A panic surged in her heart.

I didn’t awaken to the ominous power in the prophecy, and I lost my country, my two husbands, my daughter, and my family members in the royal family.

Wouldn’t the future fate of Xili and the child in her belly be even more tragic?

……

"Your Highness, you don't need to worry too much... Prophecy is just a possibility of fate." Yennefer gave everyone at the table a reassuring look, "And human beings can create more beautiful possibilities through their own efforts. I always firmly believe that the power of blood can be restrained and utilized."

"Just like when humans are born, they can only lie in their mother's arms and cry, but walking is their instinct."

"The power of the ancient blood is also the instinct of Ciri and the child in your belly... But they have just awakened to this power now, and they will inevitably fall when they are toddlers."

"If you train under the right guidance, believe me," she glanced at Ciri, who thought of the days of hard training in magic in the past, and a timid bitter smile appeared on her lips, "Sooner or later, they will be able to master it. This power, learn to walk, then run, and finally fly!"

"Ms. Yennefer..." Mossak looked at the sorceress with piercing eyes and questioned, "If I remember correctly, the power you control is called magic, and it comes from the chaotic energy that pervades the world. And If you don’t have ancient blood, how can you be proficient in training them?”

"Dear Master Druid, your question is very good. According to my examination of Ciri, one aspect of the power of the ancient blood is magic. She is a natural caster! And I don't know how to release magic. There is a way to save Xili from taking some detours."

"You mean the source of law?" The druid stopped stroking his beard with his big hand.

The faces of everyone present changed, and their eyes turned to the little girl who disobeyed Calanthe's request and secretly drank the third glass of blueberry juice.

The girl smiled awkwardly, her teeth flashing blue in the candlelight.

"No!" Calanthe suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something. He pressed the armrests of the chair with both hands and tried to get up. "I will not hand over Ciri or my little daughter to Aretussa Magic Academy. ! The blood of the Cintra family must not become a sorceress who cannot give birth to offspring!"

"Calm down, Your Highness." The sorceress walked to her side and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. The queen calmed down instantly, "They don't need to go to Gos Velen, I will stay here. If I’m not enough to guide you, wouldn’t there be Master Mossak?”

The druid nodded and touched the girl's head with his warm hand, "The way of nature involves the use of chaotic energy. If you need anything, just ask."

"And the reason why sorceresses are infertile is not because of the power they control." A trace of sadness flashed across Yennefer's pretty face, and she recalled that sad and painful past, "It's because of the extremely inhumane, Unnecessary magical transformation."

"I guarantee that Xili and the little princess in your belly will never have any problems in this regard!"

Calanthe took a deep breath and relaxed his tense body.

"With step-by-step training, they will rely on the power of their blood to stand in this crisis-ridden world..." The sorceress's voice was soft but powerful, "Protect yourself, protect your loved ones, and even help you realize the great cause of restoring the country!"

"Xili is extremely talented and can definitely become a powerful warlock who can control the wind and rain!"

"And you should have seen that during the battle on Soden Mountain, the two warlocks had a huge impact on the entire war!"

"Ciri, learn magic and help Cintra fight?" Calanthe shook his head and turned his green eyes to the opposite side. Although he understood a little bit, the still naughty granddaughter imagined that her own girl Standing in the army, flames and lightning shot out from his palms.

But a hail of arrows fell on their heads again.

Let them be in danger in an instant!

"No!" Calanthe said emotionally and sincerely, "Recovering Cintra is my sole responsibility and my burden. It does not belong to Ciri or my little daughter."

"I just want them to live healthy and happy." During the period when her granddaughter was missing, she reflected countless times and had already figured it out, "I don't expect anything more!"

"No problem at all!" Yennefer nodded and looked at Ciri with loving eyes, "As long as they make good use of their talents, ordinary soldiers can't hurt them even without us protecting them."

"Ms. Yennefer..." Calanthe hesitated for a moment, "Why are you so good to Ciri? Do you always think about her?"

"I guess it's Aiwujiwu." Kratz took a sip of mead, his tone slightly sour, "Auntie doesn't know, but she is very close to Geralt. And the white-haired demon hunter and Xiao Xi Isn’t there a law of accidents between things?”

"Fate again?" Calanthe's mouth twitched, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

Geralt has fully proven that he cares for Ciri.

Fate is sometimes more reliable than blood relationship.

"It's not just Geralt..." Yennefer suddenly held the little girl's hand tightly, turning her violet eyes to the pair of emerald green eyes.

The two pairs of eyes reflect each other's appearance,

"If I had not been forcibly transformed by Aretuza and lost my fertility, I would have been married long ago and should have such a lovely daughter."

"Huh, Ms. Ye, don't you like to call me an ugly girl?" Xili pursed her lips, "Why do you call me cute again?"

"..."

"I don't know if the lion cub in Sintra is cute or not...but it is 100% a troublemaker," King Bran joked. "She has come to the islands to escape the summer and winter, and has caused chaos more than once and made mischief everywhere. I remember one time, she transformed one of Bilna's favorite underwear into a fishing net, and used it with Halma and Caris to catch a fat-headed fish and gave it to the cook to cook." Bran held his wife's hand. Smiling, "Bilna almost fainted at that time."

"She gives you a lot of headaches, right?"

The sorceress smiled.

"Then please, Yennefer." Calanthe said, "In the days to come, Ciri, and the child in my belly, I hope you can guide me carefully."

The sorceress nodded with a smile.

And King Bran noticed that the little girl began to yawn frequently.

"The two of you have been tired of traveling tonight, so the discussion ends here? Wait until tomorrow morning to pay homage to East together."

"Then can I sleep with grandma? I want to hold the baby." Xili's big eyes flashed.

"Girl, if you don't want your future aunt to have an accident, just sleep with me!" the sorceress said.

"Humph!"

……

The next morning, a golden warm sun hung over the small island of Skellige. The air was hot and humid, and a thick and thick mist rose from the sea.

A ray of sunlight illuminated the hilltop to the north of the castle.

Calanthe's grandson, grandson, and the sorceress followed the long stone staircase to a white marble tombstone.

"Grandpa...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have run around so naughtily. If I had been by your side, nothing would have happened to you..." The little girl knelt in front of the straw mat, stroking the epitaph on the stone tablet with one hand and the other hand. Wiped away tears,

"Little girl, what does this have to do with you? A guy with thin arms and short legs still wants to fight against the black-armored army?" Ye shook his head and laughed,

"It's my incompetence." Calanthe blamed himself with a shy belly, "Master Roy had informed me of the fate of the country in advance. I prepared for half a year, but I still couldn't change the outcome!"

"Wait, what do you mean by informing in advance?" The sorceress raised her slender eyebrows. During those few months in Gawain's House, she could feel calluses just hearing this guy's name. Why did he start a brotherhood? Initiative, who is the strongest demon hunter who tamed the griffin beast, who entered another realm and slain a dragon, "Is it possible that he can also predict and astrology?"

Calanthe nodded, lovingly caressing the thick cotton-padded jacket on her belly, half grateful and half sad.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears, I wouldn't have believed it. A demon hunter had completely guessed the whole process of the Battle of Cintra! And the ending of East..."

"It's so detailed, it doesn't sound like an ordinary prophecy."

"Master Roy helped Cintra a lot, but unfortunately we failed to live up to his expectations. But I still owe him something."

"What do you mean?"

"He wants to take away my little daughter as a reward for the accidental law." Calanthe sighed with a complex expression. She is no longer so repulsive to the witcher's accidental law. After all, it saved her little Ciri. .

The sorceress’s pale face was stunned.

Violet eyes swept across the round face of the Queen of Cintra.

You have a close relationship with the witcher.

Geralt is taking away your granddaughter Ciri, and Roy is planning to take away the child in your belly.

Why do you feel that the majestic queen has been reduced to a production tool for the demon hunter?

The sorceress seemed to smell a conspiracy.

Ciri punched the air, "Two years ago Roy took Geralt and rescued me from the Queen of Broklon Dryad Esna, and later helped Geralt outside Rivia, especially Uncle Erga found me at home!"

"It's a pity that there are bad guys looking for him everywhere, so he doesn't dare to show up in Gawain's house."

"It's such a coincidence. There is no bond of accidental law between you. Why can he always find you?" The sorceress was greatly surprised. She looked at the sparkling sea outside the mountain and murmured to herself.

"Roy gave me a very friendly feeling, just like the so-called first sight,"

“We felt like old friends at first sight!”

Xili frowned into caterpillars, nodded and recalled, "It's very similar to how I feel about my aunt."

"Tell me carefully." For the first time, Calanthe knew what his granddaughter was thinking.

“A feeling of blood connection.”

"..."

The expressions of the two adult ladies present became very exciting.

Children's words are unbridled.

The little princess of Cintra is connected by blood to the witcher.

The two of them moved their lips, but had not yet decided how to deal with the little girl who was talking nonsense.

The next second, in this peaceful tomb, the situation suddenly changed.

A huge hole suddenly opened in the space, and a figure wearing a dark cloak jumped out lightly and landed in front of the three of them.

The rays of the morning sun illuminated his short black hair, the bone sword hilts crossed behind his shoulders, the viper pendant on his chest, and the large sunglasses that covered half of his face.

He glanced at the three people in front of him and was stunned for a tenth of a second. A smile appeared on his lips, but that smile looked awkward.

"Good morning, Calanthe, Ciri, and this lady Yennefer."

The pupils of his sunglasses turned towards the petite but curvy sorceress. Roy sniffed the indescribable scent of lilac and gooseberry perfume in his nose, and couldn't help but nodded slightly. With her outstanding beauty and unique temperament, it's no wonder that it made her so beautiful. Geralt was fascinated and couldn't forget it.

"Wait! What's going on now?!" The sorceress crossed her hands on her chest, making a gesture of magic protection, and the aura circulated in her black hair, "Who are you? How can a demon hunter jump out of the space door? You took the grave of the late King East as the coordinates?!"

"Roy! Haha!"

The little girl suddenly screamed with joy and jumped into his arms with her short legs!

Roy!

The sorceress looked shocked and quietly relaxed her vigilance.

Is this the founder of the Brotherhood that all the witchers in Gawain's house long for?

Younger than I thought, less than twenty years old.

He is also clean and handsome, unlike Geralt who is unkempt and has a "manly" look to him.

"Ouch, Ciri, you've gained weight again after not seeing each other for a few months! It seems that the guys at Gawain's House haven't started training you yet!"

"Ms. Yennefer, just think of space teleportation as a mutant ability of the witcher."

Roy explained to the sorceress, took the giggling girl's hand, and strode towards Calanthe,

"How are you, Your Majesty the Queen? Are you still feeling well?"

"Thanks to you, everything goes well, just waiting for the birth of my little daughter." Calanthe naturally stretched out the back of his hand and let the witcher kiss it lightly.

The latter bent down slightly, holding Ciri's little hand with his left hand, holding Calanthe's hand with his right hand, and touched his lips.

At this moment, the three people's bodies touched each other. The demon hunter, the child in Calanthe's belly, and little Ciri, the three heirs of the ancient blood, had some strange connection and strong interaction.

In the naked eyes of the sorceress who was watching from a distance, surging chaotic energy quickly emerged from the void, surrounded the three people, and wrapped them into a ball. The bodies of the three people overflowed with dazzling white light.

Straight into the sky!

The pendant around the witcher's neck was like a sparrow caught in a net, struggling wildly.

"No! You three separate quickly!"

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the cloudless sky!

The sorceress pounced!

But her black lace leather glove hands only touched a piece of air!

The undulating space in front of him reflects pieces of sunlight like broken glass.

"I'm so stupid!" The sorceress was stunned for a long time, her mouth bitter, "Why didn't I think of it? Prophecy, plus traveling through space, this demon hunter also has the blood of the ancients, I should have thought of it a long time ago!"

"All three are of ancient blood? Are they connected by blood?" The sorceress looked at the empty tombstone and muttered to herself, "How should I explain to them?!"

……

There was darkness all around, a soft, pitch-black darkness without a trace of light.

The three of them had a dull pain in their heads, a buzzing in their heads, and their eyes were temporarily blinded.

Then, they felt the cold and strong wind blowing past them, as uncomfortable as a steel knife.

"Bless Freya, where are we? Ciri?!" Calanthe called anxiously,

"Grandma, I'm here! Yennefer, Roy, where are you? I'm scared, wuwu..."

The girls and women couldn't help but shiver and moved closer to the warm body of the man in the center.

"Don't be afraid, as long as I am here, I swear to protect you, and I will bring you back intact!" Roy tightened the collar around his neck.

But first we have to figure out where we are now and what happened?

Space teleportation?

My mind turned to the template, and a row of bright red handwriting was clearly visible.

"The ancient blood in your body is stimulated by the same bloodline, causing a chain reaction..."

Ancient blood, chain reaction, random space teleportation?

A realization came to Roy's mind, and the space in front of him finally returned to light.

I immediately felt dizzy—

More than thirty meters in the sky, the cold morning breeze blew!

They are standing on the top of a tall tower with an angle of thirty degrees, on red tiles.

Below are row upon row of bungalows and shabby alleys, with figures as small as ants in the streets and alleys.

Behind you sits a magnificent palace.

Looking far away, one can see a huge ravine spanning half of the city among the waste outside the city.

It looks like a giant black python hundreds of meters long lying in the wild!

An extremely familiar feeling surged into the heart of the demon hunter.

"Isn't this the Maribo that the goddess once showed me!"

"That ravine is the remains of a giant centipede!"

"Roy, what happened?" Ciri squinted her eyes, and her nails were about to dig out a piece of flesh on the back of the demon hunter's hand.

"Don't worry, this is just a chain reaction of the blood in our body."

"You mean the ancient blood?" Calanthe held his bulging belly with one hand and held the demon hunter's arm with the other~IndoMTL.com~ His eyes looked dozens of meters below, and his legs were faintly shaking. soft. "Ms. Yennefer mentioned that I can't get together with Ciri, otherwise the little girl in my belly will react with her!"

"What now?"

Some people on the ground have noticed the abnormality on the top of the tower, and gradually stopped moving forward, pointing at the top of the building.

"Don't worry, hold my hand." Roy said calmly without changing his expression, but his heart was agitated, as if there was a stone pressing on his heart, and his temples were stinging like needles!

Maribo, the hideout of the Four Grand Masters and Idalan.

They are in such a conspicuous position, and once they are discovered... the consequences will be disastrous.

And this sense of crisis also means that those guys are here!

It is impossible for him to abandon this pair of masters and grandchildren, and he can only become a living doctor.

"Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and imagine the tombstone of His Majesty East in your mind. Say silently, I want to go there!"

As Roy spoke softly, the girl and woman closed their eyes.

The next second, the pendant around the demon hunter's neck shook.

The space in front of the three people was distorted and glowing with white light.

"Boom!"

Three figures disappeared into the air.

A moment.

A tall figure wearing a gray cloak appeared on the top of the tower.

The amber vertical pupils are so cold and devoid of human emotions, and the body is as strong as a mountain, suffocating.

"There was a special energy fluctuation just now."

"Anaharo, you are a little too sensitive!" A man with skin as white as a corpse and a gloomy face appeared from the air next to him, "It's time to go, don't keep the teacher waiting for too long!"

He looked at the huge ravine, his sickly bulging pupils bloodshot with excitement.

"I have a hunch that after this test, 'it' will become more powerful, and we will be one step closer to our goal!"