The Divine Hunter Chapter 30: Goodbye Casca

"Then please, Coral, take good care of Calanthe and Ciri for me," the black curly-haired sorceress opposite the telescope sighed helplessly, "But don't let them stay too long, within today I must come back! Otherwise, I won’t be able to tell King Bran that under my care, a pregnant woman and a girl were kidnapped by a demon hunter, and Skellige’s reckless man will stuff me into the belly of a shark.”

"I promise, Yennefer, we will let them go back this afternoon, and not a single hair will be lost!" Rita Nied covered her red lips and chuckled, and a little head with silver-gray hair popped up. She put her shoulder in front of the telescope, her emerald green eyes flashed, and she smiled.

"Ugly girl! Don't run around anymore!" Staring at her with violet eyes, Ye crossed his arms and warned sternly, "Take your grandma and Roy with you this afternoon and use your...power of ancient blood. , come back! If you let me go over to treat you in person...then your hands are itchy and you want to draw again, at least two thousand times this time!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

The little girl shrank her neck in fear, giggled again, and rushed to the warm fireplace in the bedroom. She lay on the sofa like a foal lying on the grass, holding her chin with her left hand and looking around. .

The young lady named Casca, who was a few years older than herself, was sitting on a sofa with her grandmother. Her watery eyes looked at the Witcher on the sofa opposite, with a shy and timid face. A blush appeared.

And Roy's expression is also interesting!

The body is straight, the back is straight, but the buttocks are twisting slightly, and the smile on the face is as stiff as a statue.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Grandma Coral who was communicating with Yennefer through a telescope.

Judging from their appearance, the demon hunter and the girl are both very young. The man is heroic and the woman is pretty and cute, making them a perfect couple.

Xili's eyes wandered, she nodded repeatedly, with a sullen expression on her face, and asked seemingly casually

"Is she your girlfriend? Roy!"

At this moment, the air seemed to have been pressed on the pause button. Casca's pupils shrank and her mouth widened slightly. Coral turned off the telescope and turned her eyes around.

Calanthe caressed her belly, slightly curved her mouth, and watched with interest. As an experienced person, she could certainly see that the relationship between the witcher and these two women was not normal.

I just didn’t expect that the person who once pointed the country in front of her and East would have such an embarrassing day. She was happy to see this guy deflated, just treat it as a joke to support his pregnancy.

The witcher gave a rather forced smile,

"Xili, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!?" After five seconds, Roy pinched the little girl's cheeks angrily, and pulled her hands to both sides, causing her delicate little face to deform into Baozi pushed her back again to prevent the ancient blood from being stimulated, "What kind of girlfriend! Casca is my good friend, understand? Just like you and Caris and Halma!"

The little witch patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, but there was also a trace of regret in her eyes.

During this period, Cascaia has learned from her sister Rita, who has been helping her, that Roy and her are a couple.

She woke up from her fantasy.

Coral extinguished the telescope, turned around, put her hands on the back of the chair, and put her chin on the back of her hands. Her blue eyes stared at the two of them without blinking, with an expressionless face, as if she was watching a good show.

"Casca, we haven't seen each other for more than two years, right? Are you okay?" Roy pretended not to see Coral's gaze and asked softly, "Are you still used to living in Arethusa? ”

"Roy, I...I..." Casca suddenly became excited, stammering and choking as she spoke, as if something was blocking her throat. Her eyes began to turn red, with two crystal drops lingering in them.

She suddenly stood up from the sofa and turned around in front of everyone, showing her slightly green figure, with an expression that was both happy and sad.

"Look! I'm fine. I've finally become a normal person. No one insults me or bullies me anymore! No one forces me to feed chickens or water flowers all day long. No one hits me with rocks or mud anymore. Me! I have beautiful new clothes to wear, I eat delicious food that is better than most people, and I have made a lot of friends! Woohoo...I can also do magic!"

The five fingers of the slender left hand swung through the air like plucking the strings of a lute.

Flame, water droplets, arc...

Colorful magic elements were changing at her fingertips, and the colorful light illuminated the ceiling of the entire room, as well as her cheeks stained red with tears.

She performed a beautiful magic show for the witcher.

"Does it look good? I will never forget the day you performed magic for me by the pond, and the Gwent card you gave me. They gave me hope for the first time in my gloomy life! ”

In her other hand, an exquisite playing card suddenly appeared in the empty palm. On the card was a woman with red hair and a red dress. She was as voluptuous and beautiful as fire, with a mysterious temperament lingering all over her body.

It was Sabine, Kaedwen's magical advisor, who originally gave her the Gwent card that the witcher gave her.

"It's all because of you, Roy...you saved my life and sent me to Aretuosa. Without you, I would have been tortured to death by that couple! Or killed by the rampant magic!" ”

She said everything in her heart in one breath, like a huge stone that had been weighing on her heart for many years was lifted. Her chest heaved and she let out a long sigh of relief, and looked at the witcher with tearful eyes.

"Roy...I've always wanted to see you in person again and say thank you!"

She stared at the witcher, and there was a hint of grievance in her clear voice.

"But you never came, and you didn't reply to the letter Sister Rita sent me last time! I thought you had completely forgotten me... and didn't treat me as a friend."

At this moment, Calanthe sighed. The queen, who had rich life experience, could see the tragic experience of this little girl at a glance.

The smile on Xili's face disappeared, and she felt that this sister was pitiful for some reason.

And a hint of pity flashed in Coral's eyes, as if she could see her past self in her eyes.

She strode over, hugged the girl into her arms, caressed her silky hair like a mother, her chest and clothes were still wet with her tears.

By the way, he gave the witcher an accusing look!

"I'm here, aren't I? I'm just sorry, I'm a little late." Roy sighed. He didn't expect that his unintentional move would leave such a deep impression on the other person's heart.

That move was just a piece of cake for him, and there was even a utilitarian element in it.

I really don’t deserve such sincere feelings.

"But as your good friend, I am very pleased..." Roy looked at the sobbing little girl and said sincerely, "You have a happy life in Aretusa and successfully embarked on the road of magic. Our original Your efforts are not in vain.”

"Also, Casca, I wanted to congratulate you too."

"You just sat there and said that?" Rita Nied tilted her chin up and snorted softly, "You didn't say anything else?"

Roy frowned.

Why does the coral look like it has eaten gunpowder?

How should I express myself? How dare I go too far in front of you?

The witcher got up from the sofa, walked to the two women, and glanced at Coral, who had a hint of encouragement in her bright eyes.

He simply opened his arms.

The sorceress pushed the little witch over.

The little witch buried her face on his shoulder, took a deep breath, raised her head and stared deeply at the witcher's sculpture-like perfect profile, a flash of memory flashed through her bright eyes.

She had wanted to do this a long time ago.

Lean in his arms and say nothing.

Just listening to his heartbeat and smelling his scent makes me feel extremely satisfied.

Casca, you have gone from an ugly and low-self-esteem country girl who was wallowing in mud and feces to a gorgeously dressed, beautiful and healthy magic apprentice in the magic city of Thanede Island!

You have used up the lucky quota issued by the goddess of luck!

You shouldn’t ask for more!

You shouldn’t hurt sister Rita’s heart!

She said to herself repeatedly in her heart, but sparkling eyes welled up.

The knuckles of the fingers holding the witcher's back turned white.

The warm scene of side by side on the pond, under the willow tree, and side by side in the moon boat on a full moon night left her.

The longing in my heart turned into nothing.

She will only have memories left in the future.

"Wow, I'm sorry, I shouldn't cry! I don't want to cry, but I can't help it!"

"It doesn't matter, just cry, Casca."

The witcher hugged her warm and petite body.

Put your left arm around her shoulders, and gently pat her back with your right hand, like a brother hugging his sister, conveying gentle care,

"I am happy and proud that you can start a new life in Arethusa and establish new ideals and goals."

Sitting on the sofa, Queen Sintra looked sad.

It seems that I am reminded of the passionate years of my youth.

"I sincerely wish you can continue to work hard and struggle for a new life. But one thing I want to remind you is that if you become a magic master who will cause earthquakes in the north with just a stamp of your feet, don't forget that in the future, Keep a sense of goodwill in your heart and give the best help you can to those in trouble."

As he spoke, the demon hunter looked at Coral.

The latter's red lips were shiny and there was a trace of satisfaction on her pretty face.

This guy's actions are quite honest and regular.

"I swear, I will do it, Roy!" The little girl hugged the witcher hard.

Then he broke away from his arms.

Wiping away the pearl-like tears on his face, his round face returned to calmness and strength.

Smile pretending to be relaxed.

"Sorry guys, I'm a crybaby, I made you laugh!"

"Child, innocent feelings are more precious than gold and more worthy of recall than wonderful poetry. Don't throw it away." Calanthe said meaningfully, holding up the hot tea on the table and taking a sip, " It seems that the legendary saying that magic training will kill people's humanity is pure nonsense. Now I feel more confident about handing Ciri over to Yennefer."

"Magic training cannot erase human nature, what changes everything is the long time." Rita Nied hugged the little witch from behind again, placing her chin on her shoulder, guilt flashed in her eyes.

And Roy sighed, "Casca, how many more years will you continue to study in Arethusa?"

"I...I am only in the third grade. I have to complete at least five years of basic courses, and ten years of advanced magic training." Casca wiped her cheeks with her white and soft hands like a rag. Obviously, she had calluses. He was also transformed by magic together with the hunchback.

"I heard that you will have to serve the Magic Academy for twenty or thirty years after graduation?"

"Only students who enroll for free will sign the 'contract of sale' and work under Principal Tisaya and Vice Principal Margarita for decades. This does not include me." She turned her face gratefully, He smiled at the sorceress who was close to him and said, "Sister Rita helped me pay the annual tuition of two thousand crowns. So I am free. I can stop my magic studies and leave Aretussa at any time if I want."

The witcher looked at Rita Nied inquiringly. The other party had never mentioned this matter to him.

Why secretly fund Casca?

The sorceress naturally took his arm, her blue eyes flashing with memories,

"In the past, I wanted to train a little girl from elementary school, and when she was successful in her studies, she would help me do research together. After all, in this world, a girl like Sister Casca, who is kind and simple, will repay the kindness she deserves. There are not many magic apprentices left, and most of the children who go to school for free have a miserable childhood...either bitter and hateful, or extreme and narrow-minded, or even more psychologically twisted...perhaps they cannot be cured or changed in their lifetime."

This is what the so-called unfortunate people spend their whole lives healing in childhood.

“My sister’s cute personality is very lovable and trustworthy. Not only me, but also the teachers in the college also appreciate her.”

Casca was so praised that she lowered her head in embarrassment and rubbed the hem of her skirt.

"But later, you called me from Kairak to Novigrad." Rita Nieder loosened the girl's catkin and straightened the man's collar naturally, "It's still going on. Looking for the spell caster, first Kalkstein, then Ms. Evelyn, Triss, and now Yennefer is also here. Although he has not joined the Brotherhood, he is at least half an accomplice."

"Since you have a plan in this regard and you want to recruit spellcasters to realize your ambition, then as your woman, I will naturally share your worries and solve your problems."

“Don’t you think?” A smile appeared on her red lips, “Casca is definitely suitable to join the Brotherhood!”

This moment.

The demon hunter suddenly fell into a trance. He felt that everything around him had gone away, and the light and sound had disappeared... Only the woman with fiery hair and red lips was smiling at him.

It turned out that she had been helping him secretly without seeing it.

It was as if a warm spring flowed through the slit in my heart.

He quietly squeezed the sorceress's hand.

And Casca forced a smile, sniffed, put her hands on her chest, and asked expectantly,

"Sister Rita said that there are many children at Gawain's House, including blacksmiths, alchemists, and a gryphon. Is that true? Can I go and see it? Can I live somewhere?"

"You are welcome to Gawain's house at any time. But Casca," Roy took a deep breath and calculated the time of the coup on Thanede Island in his mind, "at this stage, you'd better continue to consolidate the foundation of magic in the academy. Study for another one to two years. Of course you can always travel and relax!"

The sorceress nodded to the little witch.

"Yeah!" Casca's eyes ignited with new expectations.

When I go to Novigrad, I can stay with him and see him often.

I am satisfied too!

……

"Okay, I have no reservations about you... Should you also explain to me... How come you, Posada of Aedirn, the son of a farmer, are pregnant with ancient blood?" Rita Ni De looked deeply into his eyes, as if he wanted to see into his heart.

"Ancient bloodline?" Calanthe suddenly realized, "No wonder Ciri said she had a strange feeling for you! No wonder the three of us can travel through space together."

"Grandma, do you mean that Roy is a relative of my family?" Ciri looked at the demon hunter without blinking, her mouth pursed, and a trace of worry appeared on her fair and delicate face, "I won't be inexplicable again. How many uncles are there?"

"I don't want a naughty niece like you!"

The witcher flicked Ciri's forehead. He couldn't bear to deceive another woman.

"My ancient blood is different from the two of them," he looked at Rita Nied seriously. "Once, Reso and I were in the Smelk Mine in the Mahakam Mountains. I swallowed a plant of blood of the sun. Because of that magical herb, a trace of ancient blood was born in my body."

"Later, I followed the guidance of my bloodline and went to the Broccolion Forest. I accompanied Ciri and Geralt and drank the water of Broccolion. That trace of ancient blood became stronger. ”

"So, my bloodline belongs to the day after tomorrow."

"Whether it's nature or nurture, being able to travel through space with the ability of blood," Rita Nied's eyes flashed with envy, "is already quite amazing, not many demon hunters can do it!"

"It's just that I didn't expect that the moment I came into contact with Ciri and Calanthe, there would be such a wonderful and violent reaction... The power of the three bloodlines seemed to be kneaded together!" Roy glanced at Calanthe and Ciri. , "I just thought of Coral and... Casca, so I teleported over immediately."

"I met Halma and Caris!" Ciri said.

"It doesn't have to be a person..." Calanthe added, "It can also be a place that has been before. Didn't we just visit Soden's castle?"

……

"Wherever your mind goes, whether it's a person or a place, you'll be there in an instant." Rita Nied's beautiful eyes flashed as she admired, "Even if it's the legendary magic master who captured the Dijing, Joffrey... Munch's reincarnation ~IndoMTL.com~ does not have this miraculous teleportation ability. Have you ever tried to teleport someone?"

"The number of experiments is quite limited." The demon hunter shook his head,

"Master Roy, I don't have time to carry out dangerous teleportation," Calanthe said worriedly, "After returning to Skellige, I will not initiate another teleportation before the child in my belly is born. After each teleportation , don’t you feel dizzy?”

"And by doing this, it won't make my little daughter overworked and cause any sequelae?"

"That's right, for safety reasons. Then after this time, don't use it."

A strange picture suddenly appeared in Roy's mind.

Two months later.

With his left hand, he held an infant girl in his arms, and with his right hand, he held a little girl.

Travel around the world as you please.

……

"Grandma, Roy," Shirley's green eyes flashed with worry, "Should we go back? If it's too late, Ms. Yennefer will punish me to draw it two thousand times!"

"Send them back first," Rita Nieder said quite understandingly, taking a step forward and approaching the witcher.

As soon as Roy's lips were moistened, there was a lipstick mark on them.

"Goodbye, Roy..." Casca stood side by side with the sorceress and waved to the witcher.

He held the pregnant woman Calanthe with his left hand and the little girl with his right hand.

The three of them closed their eyes at the same time.

Next second.

There was no wind in the room, and there was a dazzling white light. The air reflected sunlight like broken glass, and dust filled the air.

Click...

The three shadows in front of Coral and the little witch all turned into phantoms.

"Sister Rita, I'm going to the library!"

Casca waved her fist with determination.

"Huh?"

"I have to speed up my magic learning and try to help you one day earlier!"