The Divine Hunter Chapter 9: Conditions for a sorceress


Under the dim light of the brewing furnace.

Two figures were sitting by the window sill.

The scorching breath and the rich scent of roses overwhelmed the witcher.

"Well...Coral, although it's rude to say this...but if you want to escape the Battle of Sodenden, you must first give up your current job and leave Kairak."

"When you no longer carry the title of royal advisor, the king of this country, Veraxus, has no reason to ask a woman to stand in front of a man and shed her blood."

Rita Nieder rubbed her eyebrows,

"I have been working in Kairak for more than ten years. I mainly provided advice to Beroheng, the old king who died, and that is why I have reached my current status. I have developed a little affection for this country."

She shook her head, and her red hair like wildfire gently patted the Witcher's cheek, "You want me to just give up all the hard work of my business over the years and just walk away? I'm a little reluctant."

Her expression was strange, as if she was describing an inevitable regret and sighing for a decision that had already been made.

"If I persuade the king not to interfere in the Battle of Sodden Mountain, will there be any changes?"

The sorceress proposed another possibility, "Kailak is separated from Soden and Temeria by a long distance. If the Southern Empire wants to invade and occupy such a small, ant-like country, it must first cross the siege of Kairak. Broklon Forest east and south of Lark."

"The primeval forest is the territory of the tree spirits. Queen Aisna will lead her sharpshooters to teach the southern invaders a painful lesson."

Coral pondered, "Kailak is a small country, and its geographical location is not a battleground for military strategists. I think Nilfgaard is unlikely to do such a thankless thing."

Roy had to admit the other party's analysis.

In fact, the pace of the south's invasion from the north did not have much impact on Kairak.

They sent troops to assist in the battle of Soden Mountain, but they were also under pressure from the northern powers such as Temeria.

If the king of Kairak is cunning enough, he can be at home between Nilfgaard and Temeria.

But if you don’t leave Kairak, what will happen to the Witcher Brotherhood?

"Coral, have you ever thought that even if you keep Kairak out of the matter, as long as you continue to hold an important position such as a national advisor, the Warlock Brotherhood can easily contact you."

"Can you object to the recruitment of the Warlock Brotherhood? If I remember correctly, you are also a worthy figure in the Brotherhood?"

When the time comes, Wilgefortz of Logoeven will lead members of the Warlock Brotherhood and the Magical Advisors of the Northern Kingdom, a total of twenty-two warlocks, to fight against the southern army and spellcasters at Soden Mountain.

Even if Coral could convince King Kairak to change his order and not intervene in the Battle of Sodden Mountain, it would be difficult for Coral to avoid being recruited by the Warlock Brotherhood.

The sorceress quickly understood what he meant, "Leave Kairak and then find a place to hide for three to five years until the Battle of Sodden Mountain is over?"

"For spellcasters with long lifespans, a closed experiment that lasts for two years is not that rare." Roy looked at her twinkling eyes and made suggestions, "I happened to miss the magic during the solitary period. Sending a message will never be regarded as betrayal by the Warlocks!"

"It's enough to leave Kairak. But my status and reputation in the Warlock Brotherhood will inevitably slide to the freezing point...just to escape an uncertain war?"

Rita Nied exhaled, her eyes spreading over the witcher's face like water waves, soaking into her heart, wanting to see through him, to see clearly the truth and falsehood.

Of course, the result is no different from previous attempts.

Roy was immune to mind-reading, his face was calm, and his dark gold pupils shone with sincerity.

"Little rascal, are you reading my mind?" She walked into the dim laboratory and walked slowly around the table. She could only further confirm, "How many warlocks were involved in this war in the north? ”

"Twenty-two."

"How many victims?"

"Including you, there are a total of fourteen...thirteen..." Roy corrected, "One of them was only seriously injured, but was still mistakenly counted among the victims by the official."

The lady pursed her coral red lips.

This guy answered the questions without thinking, as if he was stating the history that had already happened, and he was miraculously immune to mind-reading, making it impossible for her to determine whether it was true or false... If all of this was just making up a story, it would be too much. Too scary.

Should I believe him?

The witcher saw the embarrassment on the sorceress's face and said mockingly, "I originally thought about not being so cowardly and always telling people to escape. I should be more proactive and find ways to turn the tide of the battle."

"Through other connections, contact the kings in the north, such as Queen Calanthe of Cintra...tell them about the cruel fate of the country that will follow...and try to change their destiny."

"But I am just a lowly demon hunter. Even if I go through all the troubles to hug the thighs of those respected kings, 90% of the time I will be regarded as a lunatic and idiot who talks lies and have my legs broken. Get out... There is a 10% chance that my prophecy will be regarded as a curse and I will be burned at the stake!"

The sorceress lowered her head.

Even if she was a royal advisor, she would not be convincing if she said such shocking words to the cooperating king, let alone a demon hunter.

"The Demon Hunter Brotherhood was founded, and we have no ability to affect a war between countries..." Roy stepped forward, boldly took Coral's cold slender hand, and wrapped it in his palms with both hands,

"So, I can only change the people around me and those who trust me. I can only save the people I care about...Coral, come with me and leave Kailac!"

The two people's eyes met in mid-air, and the sorceress's expression was complicated for a moment.

She looked at him, her eyes penetrating the distance between them, penetrating the abyss of time and space.

After half a minute, Rita Nieder turned away and suddenly chuckled.

"Little villain, are you confessing your love to me?"

The witcher's lips moved.

On the contrary, she immediately changed the subject, "It's not difficult for you to ask me to leave Kailac. But where should I hide? Without letting the Warlock Brotherhood contact me?"

Wearing leather high heels, she circled around the witcher, as graceful as a cat.

The nails painted with purple paint gently slid across his chest and back.

The witcher shivered with itch.

The sorceress continued,

“I don’t want to degenerate into a country herbalist, living with snakes, insects, rats, and ants as my neighbors… But where else can I have easy work and generous pay comparable to a royal advisor…”

"Not to mention how much the salary will increase, at least it cannot decrease too much? Otherwise I will not be able to maintain a decent life now."

"At that time, I will no longer be able to buy the latest and most fashionable clothes as I wish. This is a nightmare for a woman."

You already have enough clothes, but you have too little to wear.

Roy said something in his mind, and gently grabbed her arm to stop her dizzying spin.

"Do as I say, Coral, go to North City Grey. The Demon Hunter Brotherhood has been established, and my eight fellow brothers and I are determined to grow! We lack manpower, especially spellcasters."

"You can cooperate with us to research and improve the mutation formula of the Trial of Grass, and become the resident mage of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood."

"If I remember correctly, these projects are exactly what you are interested in!"

The sorceress thought for a while after hearing this, "The Brotherhood of Witchers, the Warlock Brotherhood in reference? Do you want to unite and develop the forces of the Witchers?"

"That's right..." Roy held her hand forcefully, his voice sonorous and powerful, "Coral, you know the situation of the demon hunter. I don't want to bear unwarranted infamy and bear those idiots at the last moment of my life. Scorned!"

"So we went to Kaer Morhen, won over the Wolf Faction, and joined the Cat Faction to form the Demon Hunter Brotherhood and develop our own power. Sooner or later, we will use our strength to shut up those bastards! Of course! , and also to keep the group of demon hunters alive!"

"When you study the formula, you should also know that the high mortality rate in the Trial of Grass is an insurmountable chasm..." Roy stared into his bright eyes and said sincerely, "We urgently need the help of a spell caster, someone who deserves absolute trust. Warlock."

I have to say, the feeling of being trusted is very heartwarming.

The corners of Rita Nied's mouth curved slightly, and she felt quietly happy.

"And we won't let your hard work and sweat go in vain..." Roy paused. It seemed a bit embarrassing to ask for a reward at this time, but otherwise, why would he win over a spell caster. "You will definitely be satisfied with the remuneration... How about one thousand kroner a month?"

You can support this expenditure with your current income.

Rita Nied came closer to him again.

"Satisfy me? Little villain, you should know that women are often very greedy... their appetite is like a bottomless pit."

The tall and plump sorceress has a gaze slightly higher than that of the witcher.

The witcher's eyes were drawn to her soft petal-like lips and pointed chin.

"I swear on...uh...Roy's name! Do you believe me?"

Hearing the sound, his blue eyes looked up and down at the slender figure of the demon hunter, as if he was getting to know him all over again.

"Little villain, to be honest, you are different from the stubborn old-school demon hunters I have come into contact with... You are full of action."

"However, this is the main purpose of your night visit tonight, to win me over to cooperate with the Demon Hunter Brotherhood."

"Everyone will be happy if you agree, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to," Roy shook his head, his slow words revealing sincerity and firmness, "But you must never go to Soudan Mountain, I won't watch you die in vain!"

……

The sorceress was touched by his sincere gaze, took a deep breath, and turned around suddenly.

"I have to think about it."

Thoughts surged like a tidal wave.

Leaving Kairak had already been part of the plan, but if we were to sever ties with the Warlock Brotherhood again.

Isn't that equivalent to tying yourself completely onto the carriage of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood?

Did he already know his current situation?

"Tell me, little villain, what news did you hear?"

"What are you referring to?"

"About King Veraxus of Kairak, he promulgated a series of new policies after he ascended the throne."

Roy shook his head, "I know very little about this king."

"But your proposal is surprisingly 'matching' with one of these policies. I almost thought you had discussed it with him."

"Can you tell me more about it?"

"King Velax," she said with a touch of sarcasm, "one of the new decrees that has been issued has the greatest impact on me - any behavior related to magic is not allowed in Kairak, and mages cannot own real estate. and property. The warlocks of Kairak must either spend their money to obtain a license or leave the country."

"It can almost be said that this policy is specifically aimed at me, because no other warlocks have settled in Kairak. Velax insisted on his own opinion and had no intention of giving in. He only gave me a buffer time."

"So I have already made plans to seek opportunities in the larger world, although I am a little reluctant to leave after living there for such a long time."

"And you came to my door just at this moment to win over me."

Roy mentally gave a thumbs up to the king of Kairak.

I'm really thirsty and give me some water!

"You have devoted decades to Kailac, but they are ruthless and unkind to you." Roy analyzed sternly, "And now Kailac has no place in the world! It's not worth fighting for. It worked hard."

"Sell this villa and buy a new one in Nuo City. There is also your favorite ocean there. After research, we can row together like last time, to Ophir."

……

At this moment, the sorceress's heart moved.

"But I am unwilling to leave like this in despair..." Coral shook his head and looked at him expectantly, "I must teach them a profound lesson. Are you willing to help me, little villain?"

"Who should teach you a lesson?"

"The Kairak royal family issued a decree to drive me away."

Roy thought for a moment.

Having made up his mind, Coral wanted him to be the king's assassin, so he tried to find a way to refuse.

The Witcher's fate cannot be allowed to repeat itself.

He squeezed Coral's soft little hand again.

"I will try my best."

"What should I do?"

The sorceress silently came over and pressed a kiss on his face as a reward. Her lips were very warm.

"Don't worry...I'll tell you first."

"Do you understand how the current king Veraxus ascended to the throne?"

Roy made a gesture of listening.

"He was originally a prince who was exiled to the desert country by his father, the previous King Beroheng, for more than ten years."

"Everything changed on the day Bei Luoheng married the new queen...that is, more than a year ago."

Coral paused and said, "I also know the bride, Ildiko, an undergraduate from Arethusa. She was expelled in the third grade for petty theft."

"The wedding started. Beroheng and Ildiko were waiting in the palace, preparing to receive the blessings of the people of Kairak, but suddenly an accident happened!"

"Bei Luoheng died without warning!"

Roy raised his eyebrows, "Overly excited, heart attack? Or is there something wrong?"

"Normal people can see it." Coral shook his head, with disdain in his eyes, "But the doctor claimed that the king had a stroke caused by suffocation."

She held her throat and imitated a man's voice,

"The dirty air penetrated his body and seriously poisoned his internal organs. This was caused by the recent frequent storms, because storms can heat the blood. Now scientific methods are useless and there is no way to recover. God. Our great king has passed away."

Coral shook her head, with a trace of pity on her face. There was no longer a king who allowed her to do anything freely.

"I suspect that the doctor is blind. Can't you see the red and bleeding marks on Bei Luoheng's neck?"

"Who dares to murder the king on his wedding day?" Roy asked curiously.

"The wonderful thing is behind," the sorceress recalled the scene at that time, with a look of amazement still on her face,

"Beloheng just breathed his last. His son, who had been exiled on the other side of the Blue Mountains, the current king Veraxus, suddenly rushed back. He broke into the palace at lightning speed, replaced his dead father, and was crowned the king. King!"

"The new king 'created' an ancient tradition that has been passed down for centuries by successive kings of Kairak - if the groom dies on the eve of the wedding, the bride will marry his unmarried close relative."

"So Veraxus married Belohem's queen, Ildiko!"

"They have known each other for a long time, right?" Roy interjected.

"Yes, this is a vicious plan. The prince and the new queen join forces to seize the throne."

"I have investigated everything in secret." Coral said confidently, "Aldike once gave Beluoheng a magic necklace as a token of love, and then used a spell to strangle him to death at the wedding!"

"This is a shameless scam!"

Roy suddenly felt shocked.

The prince who was exiled by his father returned to the country and seized the throne.

And marry the queen.

A typical prince's revenge story.

At the same time, he admired the current king Veraxus so much!

For the sake of the throne, let the woman you love marry the old king... endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden.

Even if it is a fake marriage~IndoMTL.com~Aldike and the old king must have done everything they should do.

"Veraxus wants to drive away the royal advisor, and it has something to do with Ardiko. I witnessed her scandal in Arethusa. She holds a grudge and wants to take revenge on me!" Coral's pretty face was covered with frost, The chest rises and falls slightly,

"In the past six months, she seemed to be holding a magnifying glass at me at any time. If she was not satisfied, she would complain to the king. This has been done many times in a row, and it has gotten worse! Not long ago, Veraxus expired. Let me leave."

"I've had enough. It's time for me to leave Kailac, but before I leave, I want to take revenge on her!"

Rita pushed a strand of red hair away from her forehead and stared into his eyes.

"Little villain, can you do me a favor and catch that hateful woman! Let her compensate me!"

Roy sighed inwardly.

Dealing with a queen?

Is this the price of winning over a spellcaster?


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