The Divine Hunter Chapter 47: Influence
Dol Breitanna, on the edge of the Blue Mountains, is a cave with a quiet environment surrounded by colorful flowers.
"Daisy, the secret agent reported that the two hundred children who went to Nuo City to support Master Wigfortz were all sacrificed." Philavandre Iron Fidal, dressed in white, stood under the hands of a woman There, a sad smile appeared on the handsome and noble face, "Not even five warlocks, including Flynnya, were able to come back."
The elf warlock Francesca Findabei stared at the telescope that had not responded for a long time, her beautiful blue eyes flashing with tears.
"Their corpses were ordered by Archbishop Cyrus of Eternal Fire to be hung in the square to commemorate the hundreds of temple guards who died in the conflict." His tone was choked and full of bitterness,
"But in fact, a group of witchers killed most of the temple guards."
“The whole debt was placed on the dead children. The archbishop went crazy and did not blame the witcher at all.”
"Now, this conflict has spread throughout the northern border."
"The kings in the north all know that there is an extreme anti-humanity organization called the Scoia'tael."
Under the flowing and smooth white hair, the man's eyes looked at the woman questioningly, "Why is it completely different from what Wilgefortz promised before?"
He gripped the leather gloves so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
"Is that Your Excellency using our blood and the future of elves to make a joke?"
The thin shoulders of the elf sorceress trembled, and her slender fingers continued to rub the crystal of the telescope, watching the aqua light curtain condense and dissipate in mid-air.
The cycle repeats.
Explain softly,
"Wilgefortz can no longer be contacted."
A crystal teardrop fell from the eye, shed for the deceased compatriot.
"What does he mean, after using us, he abandons us and treats the children as victims?"
Fila Verde's black eyes shot out with terrifying anger, and his voice was as gloomy as leaves scraping against the cold, wet ground.
"Did Vilgefortz betray us?"
Francesca shook her head, "He has no reason to betray, we are all on Nilfgaard's side. There must be other reasons."
"More important than the lives of children?"
"I will ask him for an explanation. After a while, I will continue to contact him and ask someone else."
"He ignores the safety of the children. Are we going to continue to provoke the entire North and stir up trouble for him?" The king of the past Elf Kingdom stared at her delicate profile, hoping to get a negative answer.
"The next action is not for Wigefortz, but for the future, so that future generations can have a real place to live. No longer hiding in the barren mountains and hungry for a full meal." Ranziska stretched out her slender and white right hand, which was like a work of art. An Apollo butterfly flew into the hole and landed on her velvet cuff, its wings opening and closing like small white flowers.
"We have reached an agreement with His Majesty Emhyr."
"The war is about to begin."
"Now that the humans of Eternal Fire have officially broken their skin."
"Since the witcher's hands are stained with the blood of children."
"Then, we should also retaliate against humans in equal measure!"
She calmly gave the order,
"Let Ethan Greene Faotiana lead a brigade outside the Broklon Forest and cooperate with the tree spirits to attack humans. If the situation is critical, Ms. Aisna will provide them with shelter."
“Everyn, Toluviel, and Kensafa led a brigade on the edge of the Blue Mountains of Aedirn and Kaedwen to recruit the local dwarves, halflings, elves, and hybrids who were discriminated against, and carried out military harassment activities. ”
"Is it really worth it?" Philavandre asked. "Most of them will die. Maybe if you stick to the Blue Mountains you can survive longer?"
"There is no way to escape the fate of extinction. The elves must go out and at least take back the Valley of Flowers. We must fight to disrupt the human kingdom and prevent their preparations for war. This is an agreement with Emhyr and we cannot violate it. Sorry. , Phila Verde."
The man bowed deeply to her.
"I forgive you, Enid, but I don't know if the sacrificed children forgive you."
……
Stiga Castle.
The strong wind on the cliff poured in from the window.
The countless books on the bookshelf made a slight knocking sound.
This is
Rita Nied frowned slightly as she looked at the magical light flashing through the telescope beside the large water tank.
This is the tenth time she has noticed fluctuations in magic power.
I was surprised.
Who is working tirelessly to contact that dead ghost Wige Fortz?
A hint of brilliance flashed in his blue eyes, always thinking of the high-ranking member of the Warlock Brotherhood, a popular figure in both the North and the South.
He died silently in Roy's hands and was annihilated into cosmic dust.
She felt a sense of disbelief that fate was unpredictable.
If Roy hadn't brought her to this castle, she would have seen Viggo's inseparable, seriously injured and dying assistant Lydia.
She thought it was a joke.
Before today, she never knew that the charming, talented and deeply loved and trusted Wigfortz by his colleagues was more than just a perverted laboratory filled with cruel instruments of torture for innocent people. , syringes, a special electric chair, and dozens of skeletons buried there.
Even earlier, he had colluded with the South and betrayed the Northern Warlock Brotherhood!
What a scumbag among mages!
"Tsk tsk... You are worthy of being one of the six members of the Wizarding Council. The collection of books in this room of Wigfortz is complete and valuable. The number is equivalent to one-fifth of Ben Ade's capital. It can be called A small magic academy."
A man wearing a loose, greasy mage robe and a sharp Mediterranean hairstyle held a thick tome. An excited and obscene smile appeared on his sharp-mouthed face, "Especially this book that has long been out of print. "When I thoroughly study natural magic and mysteries, my alchemy level will definitely be improved to a higher level. Unfortunately, his most precious things should have been carried with him in the space ring and were annihilated together."
The small eyes like sesame seeds rolled around with a slight regret. Coral had already put away the documents related to the extraction of Vigo's greatest ancient bloodline.
Listed as forbidden.
"But this castle is quite good. It is located in the deserted Stone Lake of Ebin. It is secretly located and large enough. It has complete experimental equipment and is of high quality. The gems and rare magic materials are enough to last for decades. Ms. Rita , how about we just move the laboratory from Nuo City?"
"No need to move," Coral shook his head, "From today on, Styga Castle will be listed as a refuge for the Demon Hunter Brotherhood along with the bottom of Temple Island and the bottom of Nine Valley Lake."
"Good idea," Kalkstein opened a page of the tome at random, looked at the ten lines at a glance, and asked seemingly casually,
"What are you going to do with that Lydia?"
Coral pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment.
She didn't expect Roy to leave this hot potato behind.
"Lydia is not yet fifty years old. She is just a confused little girl who was brainwashed by the conspirator. I will let her find her way back."
……
The morning glow dyes the sky a warm red, and the breeze makes the thousands of silk ribbons of the willow trees in the corner of the courtyard dance gracefully, like beauties covered with gauze.
After a near-miss disaster, Gawain's house briefly returned to a lively scene.
In the bright alchemy room, Vicky hugged the medicine bottles in her arms and looked at the pestle, measuring cup, and heater on the alchemy table with a look of reluctance.
"My baby, I can’t hold it anymore, woohoo..."
"Okay, big sister," Renee grinned brightly. The gap between her newly grown baby teeth was comically large. She frantically stuffed a pile of dried celandine and sage into the blue Under the wrap of the dress, her waist was bulging with stuff, like a little squirrel collecting food for the winter.
"Didn't Mr. Leiso say that everything is available there? If anything is missing, we can go to Kaedwen to purchase it. It just so happens that we can get some new alchemy equipment. Don't you think so, Conrad?"
The handsome little boy by the fire nodded sharply, but looked through the glass window of the alchemy room at the busy scene in the yard, with a look of sadness on his face.
Behind the cat vulture.
Putting on a brand-new leather armor, the energetic Akamtom held a half-person-high storage box and slowly walked towards the portal of the conference room.
With a smile on his face, Carl playfully kicked the **** of his companion in front.
A dozen demon hunter apprentices surrounded the five seniors who participated in the **** battle, with bright eyes, turning into fans, chattering and asking questions,
Olio, Terry, and Bim, three hunting and agricultural apprentices, followed Seret with hoes and pitchforks in their arms, wooden bows and quivers on their backs, and several bags of crop seeds on their shoulders.
Father and daughter Quintas, Feodor, and Clav Todaloqu, wearing their beloved blacksmith aprons, held the forging hammer tightly in their hands, with a bit of nervousness and discomfort on their faces as they were about to reach a new environment.
The big hairless vulture, Gorfin, was carrying a bunch of messy luggage, just enough to cover her bare skin so that she wouldn't be too ashamed.
The little black dog barked and licked its long beak.
Escal's Scorpion, Geralt's Carrot, Roy's Wilt, Lambert's Scorpion, several horses formed a circle in the crowd, pacing and snorting and whispering.
About thirty students were in the dormitory, enthusiastically packing up their bed rolls, clothes, shoes, and notebooks left behind on weekdays, discussing the upcoming trip.
The little faces were red with excitement, and their eyes were filled with tension, anticipation, and reluctance.
"We have only been here for two years and we are leaving."
Conrad muttered,
"Why is a grown man so sad? Grandpa Vesemir didn't say that we can come back at any time in the future!"
Renee snorted with disdain in her nose, but she unconsciously pursed her lips and her eyes turned red.
This small and exquisite yard with red bricks and green tiles carries many beautiful memories for everyone.
"So we must work hard to grow up," Vicky pursed her lips, a look of determination appeared on her delicate little face, and her blond ponytail swung gently on the back of her head, "In the future, we will help the teachers protect their homes."
"Instead of hiding and praying for them like last time!"
"Yeah!"
Outside the fence in the yard.
A group of demon hunters reluctantly said goodbye to their friends, acquaintances and lovers in Nuo City.
"Masters, Kaer Morhen is thousands of miles away, and the journey is long. You must take extra care when you go..." Dandelion glanced at all the demon hunters present with a slightly sad look. Today, he changed for the first time. He put on the flashy minstrel coat and a serious and serious gray gentleman's jacket. "Don't worry here in Nuo City. My friends will cooperate well with Archbishop Cyrus and Gawain Samsa's propaganda offensive." , continue to wash away the bad reputation above your heads."
"With the 10,000 crowns that Master Roy has begged from the loan shark, the next step is to continue north and open a cabaret branch in Redania."
"Believe me, with our sharp tongue, in one year at most, you will become a hero that everyone respects and return triumphant! There are more than 30,000 people in Nuo City, and the one or two thousand who hate you will not be able to do it. Question."
"When will we get rid of the habit of talking nonsense?" Geralt shook his head and smiled at his old friend, "We don't have to worry about you here, but you. Without our care, don't be on the ground all day again. Just run around and cause trouble, otherwise your legs will be chopped off sooner or later!"
He glanced at Priscilla, who was wearing a tight-fitting blue shirt with orange sleeves and was as quiet as a beauty plant, and said with deep meaning,
"The woman who will stay with you honestly, don't flirt with women!"
"Geralt, don't slander my reputation! You should focus on dealing with Ms. Yennefer! Stop driving piles!"
"What stakes are there in Kaer Morhen in the wilderness? Believe it or not, I will seal your mouth with Arden."
"Ahem, Master Dandelion," a hint of pleading appeared on Cohen's honest cheek, "During my absence, I must ask you to take good care of Igesena."
His three-colored pupils turned affectionately to his side, holding his hand with his fashionable lover, who returned the loving gaze with his big dark eyes,
"I will come back in more than a month."
Igesena loved poetry and drama performances, so she chose to stay and work in the Nuocheng Dance Hall.
After all, Cohen has joined the Demon Hunter Brotherhood, and the influence of chivalry he has received since childhood has given him an extra sense of responsibility for the orphanage, fellow Demon Hunters, and the children.
So he chose to leave with the big team.
"Don't worry," Master Dan patted Cohen on the shoulder and winked at him, "Pucilla and I promise to teach her carefully and make her a star of tomorrow!"
"Cabaret branch manager!"
The other pair is in a completely different situation.
Not far away from the crowd,
The handsome boy Eskar with fair skin was whispering intimately to a woman with double horns on her forehead, a **** figure, chocolate-colored skin, and an exotic aura.
With eyes full of beautiful longing, he discussed building his own happy house in Kaer Morhen.
……
Roy stretched out his left hand from under the baby in his arms, and there was a stain of water on his palm.
His face turned into a bitter melon.
"嘘嘤..." The white and tender little Minuo blinked her big innocent eyes at her brother, giggled, hugged one of his fingers and started sucking it.
In the yard, the old Moore couple, who were carrying pots and pans on their backs, noticed this warm scene and couldn't help but smile. Not long after arriving at Gawain's house, they took over most of the chores of farming, cooking, and sanitation~IndoMTL. com~ has become the indispensable life steward of the Brotherhood.
They are traveling together on this journey to Kaer Morhen.
Temporarily moving to Kaer Morhen is also a good transitional choice.
But this is not Roy's ultimate goal. The demon hunter's base should not be limited to the north or the south.
But his grand plan requires the cooperation of the other two ancient bloods.
One of them is not yet born.
Roy thought for a while and moved to Kaer Morhen for two months. When the unexpected daughter in Calanthe's belly was born, the third trial of grass should also be put on the agenda.
……
"Tap-tat-tat..."
Not far away, at the entrance of the alder forest, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.
Aiden of the Cat School led two tall knights, wearing armor and high spirits, as if they were going to the battlefield, into the courtyard.
"Grim?"
"Cassir?"
"Masters, Geralt," the champion knight with fluttering blond hair smiled brightly at everyone. He noticed that there were more than ten demon hunters present, and his eyes suddenly shone, as if he saw gold, "Finally, see you. Is it your turn?"
"We have a humble request. I hope you will fulfill it?"
"Tell me and listen."
Geralt walked out of the crowd and nodded to the two of them. After all, not long ago, they testified on behalf of the witcher and said good things in front of the archbishop and everyone in Nuo City.
Just looking at Cassirer was still full of vigilance. This guy is a Nilfgaardian and once kidnapped Ciri!
"I hope to follow the masters on a long journey, um, to be a guest! Then, I will ask for advice one by one and hone my martial arts..." Grimm leaned on the giant sword, his eyes as bright as the sun.
"I..." Cassir bowed and saluted, tensed his cheeks, and requested in a stiff tone,
"I pray that Master Geralt will allow me to meet Ciri."