The Divine Hunter Chapter 5: Francesca

Compared to a few years ago, the princess of Temeria has changed a lot. Under the white priest robe, her exquisite body has a bit more mature charm, and the embroidered robe is held up high. muster.

The hair that used to be draped casually on her shoulders is now tied into a bundle and falling down against her back.

The narrow and sharp eyes, the tall bridge of the nose, and the sharp-edged lips have softer lines and are full of affinity.

Although she does not wear makeup, her appearance is no less than that of the sorceresses, but she exudes a different kind of charm.

"Good evening, Master Roy." Yada smiled and extended her right hand towards the demon hunter, her eyes flashing with joy. Roy bowed and kissed the back of the demon hunter's raised hand.

"Your Highness Yada, I haven't seen you for a few years, but your style is even better than before."

He was already numb, and there was a huge discrepancy between this meeting and his memory.

The former Linus Pitt and this His Highness are both people who should not be there.

Yada looked at the female companion beside him,

"Without any introduction, who is this beautiful lady?"

Roy moved his lips, and Coral hooked his arm without waiting for him to finish speaking, straightening his collar like a gentle and considerate wife, but quietly puffing out her chest.

"You two look like a perfect match."

Yada's expression froze imperceptibly, and the look in her eyes suddenly dimmed. She picked up a glass of absinthe from the table and took a sip.

"I almost forgot, let me introduce you to an acquaintance."

She turned around and waved, and another man in gray casual clothes, with a tall and straight figure and blond hair, crossed the crowd and came up to him with a face full of surprise.

"Haha, Luo Yi... stupid teacher!"

A mouth full of food squeezed the man's cheeks like a squirrel, exuding the smell of fresh salmon. Roy hesitantly reached out and held his dirty hands stained with mustard,

"Grim Sigurd, why are you here?"

"Have you forgotten, it was you who suggested that I go to Vizima and seek refuge with Her Highness Yada!" Grim swallowed the fish in one gulp, patted his chest to calm down, and said with joy, "I am now accepting the request from Lake The test of the lady, protect the high priest of the Church of Virtue under her command!"

"I swear on the honor of a knight that when I pass all the trials and get the title of Knight of Five Virtues, I will treat you to a cup of Vizima Champion and you will not come back until you are drunk!"

"Your Excellency is very brave, I am waiting for you!"

Roy exchanged greetings with Grim, who was always swearing, and looked at Yada, "Your Highness is here this time"

The princess actually pouted her sparkling lips playfully,

"You haven't returned to Vizima for several years. On behalf of the Lady of the Lake, I am here to capture you alive, this irresponsible knight of the lake!"

Roy's expression froze,

When Yada saw this, she covered her red lips and smiled happily, and said braggingly,

"Seriously, in the Vizima Lake area, the size of our Virtue Church has exceeded that of Eternal Fire. Ms. Vivian is now busy blessing believers, answering their prayers, and performing miracles, so she has no time to meet. You."

"The reason I'm here is that you are not considered an outsider," Yada led the three of them to a remote corner of the banquet hall, carefully tracing the outline with her fingers. The magic power given to her by the lady in the lake instantly blocked the sounds of the outside world.

"The 'hidden program' of the meeting was revealed to me by Royal Counselor Keira Metz...the person responsible for my father's assassination, and the traitor within the Temerian Royal Council, is within the Palace of Aretuza. I We must cooperate with our allies in the north to capture her."

Yada paused, and a terrifying light bloomed in her narrow eyes,

"Right now, there is a group of White Rose Knights hiding in the Palace of Arethusa. They are just waiting for Keira and Philippa to give the signal in the dead of night, and they will take action immediately!"

Roy unbuttoned the top button of his shirt with some sultriness. The Temerian army actually came to take a trip into this muddy water, but it was a pity that it was of no use.

"Roy, I know you are highly skilled, but you are not involved in this situation." Yada thought that the demon hunter was shocked by this fact, and said with concern, "In a while, you guys will Just go back to your dormitory and stay there until the sun rises tomorrow. By then the purge will be almost over and everything will be settled."

Roy was still thinking about whether to reveal to her that hundreds of his allies were on their way, when a short and slender sorceress wearing a green gauze top and long straight bright straw hair greeted him. There was a cry,

"Kyla is here," Yada waved her hand cheerfully, "I have to go say hello to her. Goodbye, you two."

She raised the absinthe towards the witcher again and drank it down, her pale cheeks stained with a blush.

She neatly wiped the wine stains from the corners of her mouth,

"Take care, Roy, and be sure to return to Vizima when you have time."

With her white hair flying, her fragrance disappeared into the crowd.

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"Have you ever had a relationship with Princess Yada before?" Coral smiled softly and observed the man's expression,

"How is that possible? I just helped her get rid of the curse of the vampire bird." Roy shook his head and suppressed the strangeness in his heart and emphasized, "We are just ordinary friends."

"I'm afraid the life of Her Highness Yada is not as glamorous as it seems." Coral smiled and said meaningfully, "There are rumors that Foltest's mistress gave birth to a baby for him not long ago. Son. If an illegitimate son succeeds to the throne in the future, where will Yada go?"

"Marriage with a prince from another country?"

Roy was silent for a moment, shook his head, and spoke firmly,

"Yada is now the high priest of the Church of Virtue, a true 'strong woman', blessed by the Lady of the Lake, and the king cannot force her."

Yes, history has changed, and this girl with a miserable life no longer has to marry the bald and hard-hearted Radovid V, the prince of Redania.

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A small commotion suddenly occurred in the hall.

Everyone's attention was drawn.

"The higher-ups of the Wizarding Association have arrived." Coral restrained her smile.

The magicians naturally got out of the way and bowed to the few people who came down from the top level of the Gastang Palace.

The person walking in the front is a middle-aged man with simple clothes and full of energy.

"Gerhart of Eller, also known as Henry Gedimidis, is the oldest known elder in the association. He is currently over five hundred years old." Coral explained against the witcher's ear, "His teacher is Geoffrey Monk, the most powerful human mage in history who put the Dijing into a sealed bottle."

Roy was shocked, and a series of data flashed through his silver-grey pupils.

This old guy has deep magic power and masters hundreds of spells, including several unheard of forbidden spells. Compared with Wigfortz, Ye Buyu is much better.

But he does not have the good skills that Wei Ge inherited from the druid. He suffers from heart disease and other diseases, and his health is very worrying.

"But don't worry, this elder will never betray the north."

A tall woman with black hair walked beside him.

"Tishaia, Principal Aretuza."

"Is she the one who proposed that cruel iron law that all students in Arethusa must be magically sterilized?" Roy asked,

"Yes, but she abides by her neutrality and is a pure magic scholar," Coral said with slight admiration, "She will definitely not help the South."

Roy nodded. He remembered that the principal, out of the principle of neutrality, released the traitors who were shackled by anti-magic shackles at the meeting on Thanede Island. This led to two groups with diametrically opposed political stances fighting each other. The Northern Association was destroyed.

Afterwards, out of despair and self-blame, Disaya chose to commit suicide.

However, Roy quietly clenched her fists. This time, her fate would be rewritten.

A short, fat, ugly, middle-aged man with cunning eyes, Alto Terranova, one of the members of the wizarding society, rushed in behind them.

Roy remembers him as one of the traitors.

A beauty like an orchid in an empty valley walked into the hall at the end.

The long dark golden hair and gray-green dress swayed gently and rustled with the footsteps.

The pixie blush sparkles under the light.

Different from this bustling hall, her big clear eyes were unusually calm, reminiscent of a newborn deer or a breeze-swept forest.

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Francesca spotted the young demon hunter among the crowd at a glance.

It was beyond Roy's expectation.

This time the elf lady did not escape. Instead, under the ambiguous eyes of Alto Terranova and the scrutinizing eyes of Philippa, she took the initiative to move towards Roy and glanced at him with mysterious blue eyes. He glanced at him and his voice was as cold as if he was talking to himself in the air.

"Don't bring anyone else with you."

She walked straight to the remote and deserted corridor in the north of the hall.

Roy gave Coral a look that indicated he was going to act as planned, and followed him alone.

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"Enidan Glenanna, the leader of the Scoia'tael, the humiliating Queen Ironshidi, finally met." The witcher calmly stared at the delicate and pure face five meters away under the dim light. The suffocating face, the straight nose, the moist red lips, and the distortedly large eyes are the miracles of the Creator. "You know, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

"Human Dh'oine, Roy of the Viper School, put away your false politeness, let's save time and get straight to the point." Francesca's delicate hand drew through the air, and the invisible magic barrier flickered in the air. Isolate them from the outside world, "Tell me, where do you know so many secrets."

"My relationship with the Scoia'tael, my deal with Emhyr."

Roy smiled,

"In fact, I have part of the blood of elves and am not a pure human. You don't have to be so hostile to me. In addition, demon hunters have always been fair and just. What do you think? Let's take turns to ask questions. To show my sincerity, I Let me answer your question first."

"Your organization killed hundreds of my compatriots twice, and you still ask me about the so-called fairness and justice?"

Francie’s voice is clear and melodious, but still calm,

"You mean in Novigrad~IndoMTL.com~in the north of Elland? I just want to ask, who made the move first?" Roy smiled disdainfully, his eyes turned cold, "Could it be that When someone attacked you, you couldn’t defend yourself properly, but you stretched your neck and allowed yourself to be slaughtered by you?”

The woman silently clenched the amulet on her chest, and her calm aura suddenly weakened.

Roy stared at her for a while before nodding.

"Since you have nothing to say, how about you follow my rules? The answer to your question just now is Wigfortz. I obtained all the information about your Excellency from this intermediary, such as the Scoia'tael you sent Attack the north to gain the trust and commitment of the Emperor of Nilfgaard, and let him help you seize ownership of the Valley of Flowers after the Second War breaks out, and help you re-establish the Elven Kingdom."

"The tactics of sowing discord are too low-grade. There is no way he could betray me!"

The woman suddenly tightened her slender eyebrows and tilted her head to look at him. A trace of anger flashed in her bright eyes, as if she heard that a relative or friend had been slandered and humiliated.

"You are right, he did not actively betray. But there is a lot of evidence in his legacy that proves that you colluded with the South."

"Legacy? Do you mean that Wilgefortz is dead?" The woman shook her head slightly, "Just you, an ordinary demon hunter?"

Roy shrugged nonchalantly and sighed, "I was not Vigo's opponent at the time, but his ambition was too ambitious and offended the gods. In the end, he was annihilated by the aurora of the universe, and not even the scum was left! If not How could he give up his power in the association if he died?"

The woman found it difficult to accept it for a moment, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her eyes turned, and she fell into thinking.

Roy waited for a moment,

"It's my turn. Madam, I hope you will answer the question candidly and thoroughly, otherwise it will be difficult for the conversation to continue."

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