The Divine Hunter Chapter 29: Meeting

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Two days later, outside the Royal Palace of Sintra.

"Roy, Roy, what are you thinking?!"

The girl waved her small palm in front of the demon hunter's eyes and pouted,

"Sorry, Ciri, I was a little distracted."

"Huh, bad guy, how can you ignore me! I'm going to be locked up by grandma soon, and it will take a long time to get out this time."

Roy smiled, opened his hands towards the girl, hugged her petite body firmly and spun her around.

"Little girl, take care of yourself, stop being willful and naughty. In the next time, listen to grandma's words. Try to make her happy." The young man said with deep meaning.

Ciri's eyes turned red upon hearing this, and she leaned into Roy's ear and breathed hot air, "You must help me keep Geralt in Cintra until I come to you!"

After saying that, she turned to another witcher with a stiff expression, and said in a commanding tone, "Geralt, don't leave me this time, don't run away!"

Geralt shook his head, "After two days and two nights of traveling, go back and rest quickly. Mossak, take care of her for me, and let's drink together next time."

The druid stroked his gray beard.

"If you have that chance, protect yourself, old guy. You are so old, don't get yourself covered with injuries again. I don't want to collect your body for you."

"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?" Geralt smiled mockingly and looked up at the towering castle.

Even late at night, the Royal Palace of Sintra is still brightly lit, like a beacon in the dark fog.

"Goodbye, Shirley, Mossak!"

The demon hunter waved his hand pretending to be open-minded, and then turned Roy around and disappeared into the darkness.

"Goodbye! Roy...goodbye! Geralt...Geralt!"

"Woo woo..."

The girl shouted hysterically at the backs of the two men. A strong panic surged in her heart for no reason. Her eyes were red. She had a hunch that it would take a long time to see them after this time.

……

The two demon hunters shuttled through the spacious and hard bluestone streets of Sintra, crawled out of several dark alleys, and not long after, they arrived outside a remote and dilapidated house.

"Bang, bang, bang..." After a long time after the knock on the door, there were slow footsteps approaching from far away to the door.

"Who?" a sharp man's voice asked impatiently. It seemed that he was very angry at being disturbed late at night.

"When the water ghost comes, there will be a sword to entertain you. When my old friend comes, will you have some wine?" Roy said and smiled at Geralt confidently.

However, the next moment his expression froze.

"Sorry, the password is wrong, please leave immediately!"

"Are you crazy? I remember it very clearly. How could it be wrong? Wait, a code? Oaks, it must be you asshole. Open the door for me!"

"Haha...relax, don't get excited! Forgot what I told you? Demon hunters must have a sense of humor. You are young and handsome. Don't be serious and rigid like the old antiques of Leitho and Seret. , Otherwise, how can I please women in the future?"

The door opened, and a man with a playful smile walked out. The man looked at the young demon hunter up and down, and then gave him a hug, "Young man, you are finally willing to come back to visit us old guys!"

After speaking, his amber eyes turned behind the young man, "Who is this?"

"I said I would bring a friend back."

"Good evening, Oakes, I am the Wolf witcher, Geralt of Rivia."

……

The secret cabin of the Viper School was surrounded by a faint smell of rancidity. There were pots, pans, and various changes of clothes piled messily on the floor and on the sofa.

The four large men and a young man were lined up on both sides of the dining table in the living room on the first floor.

"Roy, why are you here for so many days just to invite the famous White Wolf on behalf of the Viper School?" The bald head tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table, his tone was very calm.

"Lesso, can you give me some face... Geralt and I have a life-long friendship." Roy glared at the big man with dissatisfaction, then pinched his nose, "Also, how long have I been away? You just make your home like a doghouse, why can’t you hire a nanny to clean it up?”

"Ahem...Ahem, why do demon hunters pay so much attention to it? We have received several commissions during this period. We are too busy to keep our feet on the ground, and we are not like you traveling around."

"Who travels everywhere, I am on a mission, for the revival of the school..."

"Okay, don't make any noise..." Seret, the most serious and serious person among the Snake Sect, stopped the two of them, "Roy, Leisuo is just too worried about you. After all, you became a demon hunter not long ago, and The first time I went out alone, and——"

"And what?"

"You are courageous, curious, and like to cause trouble everywhere. Please understand the mentality of his old father who has just become a teacher."

"Causing trouble?"

"Old father?"

The two men looked fiercely and said in unison, "Serrit, you have to explain it clearly to me."

Serrit ignored them and turned to the witcher opposite, "I'm sorry, Sir Geralt, I made you laugh."

Geralt shrugged, his expression unusually relaxed, "No, I think you all have a good relationship. This is rare among witchers. To be honest, I rarely see several of the same kind in the same room. Most of the guys I know are loners."

"I can still adapt...after all, we all come from the same school of thought. By the way, Mr. White Wolf, Roy said he had a life-long friendship with you. How did you meet?"

"Facing the same Yorgon under a tall hornbeam tree in Broklon, and dealing with a group of robbers outside the forest."

"Yugon?"

"This is the name of the tree spirit. We demon hunters call it the White Widow, a giant centipede. At that time, Roy and I worked together to kill the White Widow, and then faced off... for a short while."

“I have never seen a witcher like him~IndoMTL.com~In the wild, most of the same kind, even if they are not hostile to each other, will maintain basic vigilance. But he did not take the initiative to approach me, and even Called my name." At this point, Geralt had a strange expression.

"Like an old friend I've known for a long time."

Leso suddenly interrupted Geralt's story,

"Little brat, how many times have I warned you, but your vigilance is still so bad? If you encounter those cat-crazy lunatics, will you go up to them with a silly smile?"

"You won't even know how you died by then! Don't expect me to collect your body!"

"Don't worry, Letso. You didn't see the scene at that time. I know in my heart that Geralt is a good man."

"Next!" Seret glared at the bald man who interrupted,

"Next, we met Ms. Aisna," Geralt shook his head in amusement, "In order to save a little girl, we drank a highly poisonous 'drink' together. God bless us, we all I made it through, safe and sound."