The Divine Hunter Chapter 4: Find them

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Another world, Novigrad.

Grey light filtered through the window, and the air was cold. It was still the same old round table, but there were two fewer attendees.

The remaining ten or so people said nothing.

The atmosphere was extremely silent and depressing.

"Cheer up, guys, the situation is unclear now, and it's far from the time to shed tears of sadness..." Lambert touched the mountain-shaped hairline and turned his eyes to Geralt, who had a dull face. "Jack Lot, when did you become so old that you can no longer keep the daughter of your destiny?"

"I was careless...I was too indulgent towards Xili. I should have been tougher and brought her back earlier." Bai Lang's voice was full of guilt, "But I already remember that person's face, and I gave him It left a deep mark."

"I swear, I will take back Ciri from him!"

"Let's talk about the mage who suddenly appeared." Vesemir's tone was slightly bitter. He had always wanted to see his disciple's unexpected daughter.

Compared to these children who were adopted halfway, he always believed that the unexpected children truly belonged to the witchers.

"Brown hair, wet black eyes, pointed nose, thin lips, about six feet tall, medium build." Geralt paused, "Wearing a bright stone amulet, he knows a few bad spells ."

"Wow, poor spells also caused Geralt of Rivia to suffer, and he missed the daughter of destiny?" Lambert asked exaggeratedly,

“Not only does he master spells, but he is also very agile and has good swordsmanship.” Geralt recalled, “Based on his clothes and his temperament, I think he is most likely a secret agent from some country.”

Everyone's eyes turned and they thought for a moment.

"According to the worst-case scenario..." Seret's amber pupils stared at the table with a serious expression, "That guy is from Nilfgaard. In fact, this is the most likely possibility."

"After an aggressive war, the invaders usually will not kill all the blood of the ruler, otherwise they can only forcefully occupy a country. Doing so requires spending a lot of financial and material resources to transform the local people, and they have to face endless resistance actions. , especially for a country like Sintra where most of the citizens are upright and hot-tempered."

"But if they catch an heir to the kingdom who is logical in terms of blood, identity, and name..." Eskar's dull voice sounded, "The intruders can use her as a puppet and use her identity to issue orders. They have justifiable reasons to accept all the heritage of the occupied countries."

"Compared to the strong-tempered East and Calanthe, nobles who would rather take poison than bow down. The young Princess of Cintra is undoubtedly the best choice."

"Nine times out of ten, the emperor of Nilfgaard sent that mage spy to kidnap Ciri during the cleaning time after the city was broken!" The cat vulture raised the sunglasses on its nose and said decisively.

The entire conference room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and everyone felt suffocated.

The emperor of Nilfgaard sent people to take away Ciri, how could they get him back? Charge into the endless black-armored army?

"Perhaps Ciri has been taken to the southern land by the knights, and is on the way to the Golden Tower City, the capital of Nilfgaard, and is about to meet Emhyr Emres." Oakes shook his head and sighed, "I want to It would be as difficult as going to heaven to save her."

"Don't be so pessimistic, everyone, this is just a guess!" Keyan couldn't help but shake his head, "Geralt, did you see that mage take Ciri away with your own eyes?"

White Wolf shook his head, "I followed Ciri's scent and found a secret passage under the castle leading to the city, but her scent completely disappeared there... I felt like she was being carried on a horse... I would rather be Someone took her away."

Geralt's heart bleeds when he thinks of that naughty guy breaking into the city of Sintra alone, which is being sacked by Nilfgaardian cavalry and is like a **** on earth.

"I will find her. Ciri is my unexpected daughter, and I have a fateful connection with her..." Geralt's dark cat eyes flashed with a terrifying light, "Ms. Colin Tilly You can help me!"

"When the divination results are known, I will take her back!"

……

"Now, it's the next topic." Aiden tapped his finger on the table to call back everyone's attention, "In the Battle of Manada, we have lost a colleague, Geron Moru. . Unfortunately, the second one..."

"No!" The dignified and cold sorceress suddenly roared like a furious lioness. Her blue eyes turned to the window - a griffon was crawling listlessly under the plaque at the entrance of the yard. , pricked up his ears and stared straight at the alder forest.

Like a loyal dog waiting for its master.

But after waiting for too long without a response, the pair of bright black eyes became dull. It growled from time to time, and its mood seemed extremely depressed.

"Look at Golfing! The little villain once told me that Golfing and him have a deep bond that cannot be erased."

"Since the gryphon is still staying in Gawain's house honestly and obeying our instructions, then Roy must be alive!" The sorceress held her head high and her tone was firm but trembling.

"Calm down, Ms. Rita! Everyone understands that the kid is only temporarily missing. We will definitely find him!" Leisuo said with his head lowered, his expression calm, but the clenched fists in front of him still showed that he Not a calm mood.

Leng Ran's hard cheeks turned to the edge of the round table, her red hair draped over her shoulders, and she was stunned by the charming sorceress.

"Ms. Triss, what exactly happened?"

Rita Nied's eyes narrowed, her eyebrows tightened, revealing a hint of hidden hostility.

Triss lowered her head and muttered, "I was shot in the thigh by Nilfgaard's black-armored army, which made me unable to move. He took me and fled into the castle."

"Please, Triss," Rita Nieder looked at her, "you are a warlock, and you master a skill called magic."

Triss groaned. She could feel the other party's rapidly increasing anger. She could also see the unusual relationship between the other party and Roy, and there was an uncontrollable sourness in her heart.

Was it always my own fault?

"Why does a delicate and expensive sorceress have to follow the witcher on the battlefield? In that case, shouldn't you open a portal immediately and return to your warm and comfortable boudoir?"

"I wanted to help him..." Triss said guiltily, "I thought I could relieve him of some pressure."

"Stupid!" Rita Nied yelled, and several demon hunters were startled and couldn't help but take a step back. Geralt even began to consider whether to go to the Dream Diviner first.

"What is your relationship with him? Why do you risk your life to help him? And why do you ask him to carry you so far... From the city gate to the castle, are you disabled or frightened? Don't Don't blush, don't sigh, don't twist around in the chair!" Rita Nieder was aggressive and her eyes were frighteningly cold.

"Me," Triss said with a pale face, pinching the hem of her skirt, "He and I are comrades-in-arms! He even saved my life, he is my savior!"

"Come on! Do you think I can't see your true thoughts? Do you think I'm still that naive and silly girl?" Rita Nied shook her head, "Give up those wrong ideas and illusions! I clearly Let me tell you, he already has a woman!"

"Do you think that because he stared into your eyes and saved your life, he has a crush on you?" Rita Nied said firmly, as if she was saying to herself, "He is just using you. !"

Triss' shoulders trembled.

"Or is it that he has made it clear to you that he has had intimate contact with you?" Rita Nieder sounded a little nervous.

Triss was silent.

"Even if there is, it's just a casual marriage, just for fun!"

Triss continued not to answer.

Rita Nieder was enraged and furious,

"He is my man, a man who only belongs to me! I am not generous enough to allow other women to harass him. Even if his whereabouts are unknown, I will not allow you to have random thoughts about him or admire his noble personality. ! Do you understand?"

"Ms. Rita, you'd better not scare an important witness like this. I think the top priority is to find Roy." Seret reminded, the sorceress still looked at Triss, and for a long time, she coldly snorted. He sat down again and said, "Triss, continue talking. What happens after entering the castle?"

"Entering the castle, we searched the halls, but there was no sign of Ciri, and then went up to the second and third floors..." Triss took a deep breath, swallowed, and temporarily put everything back in her mind. "Then, I forgot..."

She rubbed her messy red hair in distress, "I can't remember what happened on the third floor."

"Don't kid me!" Rita Nied sarcastically said, "Did your magic transformation not be complete, and your brain was blocked by chaotic energy or something? Your memory faded, and you suffered from Alzheimer's disease?"

"No, no, I can't remember." Triss squeezed the hem of her skirt with one hand and her fingertips were shaking, and rubbed her temple with the other hand, a look of pain appeared on her face, "I forgot something important. Something!"

"Triss, take a deep breath and relax." Seret glanced at Rita Nied reproachfully, "We believe you... We checked and found bruises on the back of your head, and someone knocked you unconscious. ”

"Now it seems that more than that, they have also tampered with your memory, making you forget everything that happened on the third floor of the castle." Seret glanced at the red-haired sorceress with some pity, "And nearby The grounds were kept exceptionally clean."

"We all know how difficult it is to influence a warlock's sanity. At least a wizard of the level that Geralt is fighting with cannot do it."

"What if he is good at tampering with memories?"

"He was deadly to Geralt. Why didn't he just kill Triss and go to all the trouble to tamper with the memory? Isn't it pity? I think there was someone else who took Roy away."

Ochs and Lambert asked a series of questions.

However, the clues that everyone had were very few, and they could not discuss the reason. They could not imagine who else would show up in the castle at that time except the mage spy.

"Can memory be restored?" Aiden interjected.

Rita Nied turned her eyes to Triss, her towering chest trembling rapidly. What she hated the most was the pitiful look of this red-haired bitch. It was obviously her fault, so why was her man missing?

"I will discuss and study with Master Kalkstein. Of course, it involves a sophisticated brain and memory, which is quite tricky. Triss has to cooperate in the whole process, as atonement!"

"All these circumstances are enough to show that you have dragged him down, and you must make compensation. Before you find him, you will stay in Gawain's house. Even if the Warlock Brotherhood issues a call, you should ignore it!"

"Also, the advisory job of the Royal Council of Vizima - quit!"

Atonement?

But Nilfgaard’s cavalry hasn’t stopped yet, so I just stand by and watch?

Triss has not yet contacted King Foltest since she was rescued, and even reported to Keira Metz that she was safe.

If he remained silent, he might be mistaken for being killed in Sintra.

Triss lowered her face and took a deep breath, just about to retort,

A suffocating throbbing pain and guilt inexplicably surged in my heart.

Okay, for Roy.

She nodded silently.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Besides that, we should also find another way to find Roy's whereabouts." Keyan's scarlet eyes flashed with wisdom, "Since there is some kind of bond between Galfin and him? We Why not use this to divine his whereabouts?"

"Have you forgotten, buddy?" Leisuo shook his head and sighed, "The imp is very special. He is born with anti-detection magic. He cannot be divined and will never be read."

"There is nothing wrong with giving it a try."

The atmosphere became a little depressed again.

"Cheer up, everyone!" Vesemir suddenly clapped his hands and said loudly, "The old man is very accurate in judging people. Our chief prophet will not die so easily. Although he is temporarily absent, daily work must continue. ”

"Tomorrow, Lambert's second mutation will proceed as usual. It's time to prepare the grass decoction for the four children and the premedicine for the seven new children."

"No, I'm sorry, I...I can't do it." Rita Nied suddenly covered her chest, gritted her teeth, a sickly flush appeared on her cheeks, and her tone was sad, "Before I found him, I was really not in the mood. Host the ceremony."

She came to the Brotherhood also because of Roy.

She really didn't know, if Roy was gone, what reason would she have to stay?

"I can't do it." She murmured, the sweet time in the past appeared inexplicably before her eyes, and tears slid down her crystal cheeks uncontrollably.

"Rita Nieder, you are a strong woman and cannot be knocked down by a little difficulty!" Reso comforted, "When he comes back, he will be proud of you."

Seeing the sad look on the other side, Triss felt a sense of joy in her heart, but it was soon replaced by shame and guilt in her eyes.

"Breathe...breathe...ok, I'll do my best."

"Your Excellency Gawain and Excellency Chapelle will also send people to look for Roy." Serret added, "They made a lot of money from the war in Sintra."

……

An ancient castle beside a dry river bed.

"You are a loser who has failed to achieve anything and has failed more than once!" Wigfortz scolded the scar-faced man in front of him sternly, "Such a God-given opportunity, you actually brought me a scar?"

"Riens, let me tell you, you not only lost that girl, you also lost my trust in you!"

"Lord Vigo, please calm down...it really happened for a reason." A man in mercenary uniform with brown hair, wet eyes and a pointed nose begged, "This failure was caused by a white-haired demon hunter. He is more skilled than most demon hunters. I almost lost my life trying to catch the little princess!"

He pointed to the hideous scar on the left side of his face from his forehead to his chin. His eyelids were trembling and his heart was still frightened.

"If I had been slower to hide! You wouldn't have seen me today."

Weige suddenly stood up after hearing this and walked around the study several times.

The white-haired witcher.

At that time, when Emhyr Emres, the emperor of Nilfgaard, was still the hedgehog-headed Uchion of Ihrenwald, he guided him to participate in the election held by Calanthe for his daughter Pavetta. Son-in-law meeting.

And the white-haired demon hunter indirectly helped them, so he naturally still remembers it.

"Geralt of Rivia has given up Ciri's custody a long time ago, but he has come to join in the fun at this moment... Regardless of whether he is a human or a mutant, he is indeed a duplicitous person."

"Do you think the witcher took the princess away?"

"I have seen the angry look of the white-haired man, and I am sure that there is someone else who took the princess away," Riens's black eyes flashed with thought, "When I left the castle, a team was in strict formation. The heavy armored cavalry are attacking the suspension bridge. They are definitely not undisciplined people who burn, kill and loot."

Wilgefortz's heart moved, and he suddenly realized that the emperor of Nilfgaard must also send someone to look for his daughter.

He has reasons to do this both in public and private matters, but if Ciri has arrived in Nilfgaard, his secret line there should also send back the news.

"Riens, I will give you another chance to search for the princess's whereabouts along Sintra, Upper Soden, Anglin, and Brugg. But you must pay attention to your concealment and don't let me kill everyone. Know."

"Yes!" The scar-faced man bowed respectfully and breathed a sigh of relief. ~IndoMTL.com~ By the way, stay safe. "Wilgefortz said, "The Nilfgaardian army has already marched towards Upper Soden, so don't be affected. ”

Another war is coming.

Wilgefortz did not gain anything.

The **** three days after Nilfgaard captured Cintra shocked the entire north.

The four major kingdoms and more than a dozen small countries suddenly share the same hatred of the enemy, and have begun to gather coalition forces to jointly defend against foreign enemies.

At the end of the war, the Black Armored Army used their accompanying mages to break through the walls of Cintra, which was regarded as a serious threat and provocation by the Northern Warlock Brotherhood!

Vigo Fortes' proposal to unite the Warlock Brotherhood to support the north was passed smoothly.

He straightened his collar.

It's his turn to shine.

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