God-level Demon Hunter

Even high-level vampires can't kill him.

Just a few rolls can't even break his fur!

Anger comes and goes quickly.

The white wolf's tense body relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The most important person in your life is still alive.

"Is the anger gone?" A soft voice suddenly blew from behind the necks of the two of them.

The two trembled and turned around.

The disheveled Roy stood five meters away and smiled apologetically at the white wolf.

One shoe is missing on the left foot, and the big foot is awkwardly stepping on the mud, and I don't know if it was lost when it rolled down the hill.

Yurga rubbed his eyes, turned his gaze to the slope of tens of meters, and then turned back.

How did he do it?

"Geralt, if you're still angry, let me go out again?"

Geralt rubbed his temples helplessly. This companion seemed a little different from before. Is this the rebellious period of youth?

He was about the same age, so he was relieved to think so.

"I warn you, don't make fun of Yennefer!"

"I promise, it won't be an example!" Roy raised his hand to swear, but then changed his voice, "But although Yennefer survived, I don't think she will feel too good."

Geralt raised his eyebrows, not easily aroused by the other party this time.

Roy saw that he was not recruited, so he continued on his own, "You know Yennefer, she has certain ambitions, and she must have participated in the battle of Sodden Mountain, and it is inevitable that she will suffer some pain."

"On the other hand, the other two warlocks, Coral and Triss, did you know that according to my original prophecy, they would die on Mount Soden!"

"Now under my guidance, the two of them changed their bad luck and successfully escaped the catastrophe, intact!"

Geralt folded his arms around his chest, his face was calm, as if quietly admiring his performance.

"The Battle of Sodden Mountain, the Northern Brotherhood of Warlocks has completely joined the game between the North and the South. From then on, it will definitely get involved in the field of war and politics more deeply. And as far as I know, Ye Naifa will soon become the two sides of the Warlock Brotherhood One of the big management organizations, the youngest member of the council!"

"Whether active or passive, she cannot escape the protracted Civil War."

"The danger she faces can be imagined."

"One wrong step and you'll be smashed to pieces."

Geralt breathed heavily.

And Roy's voice changed,

"In comparison, corals are much safer and more comfortable to conduct research in our laboratory! It is a perfect choice to cooperate with the witcher."

Hearing this, the white wolf suddenly realized, his eyes were angry and funny,

"You talk so much, you want me to trick Ye in?"

"Geralt, why do you call this a fool? You are thinking of her!"

"Roy, no one can change Ye's mind, including me! Besides, I have lost contact with her long ago."

"Your performance just now is not enough to explain the problem? Ask yourself, don't you still love her deeply? As a big man, why don't you take the initiative?!" Roy suggested in an orderly tone, "Don't be like a couple who are awkward and raw. Sullen teenagers are as childish as they are!"

"Write him a letter, first care about her physical health, tell her parting feelings, and then tell her... You found your accidental daughter, Ciri, but you don't know how to discipline her. Invite her to help! Believe me, Yennefer is definitely interested!"

"First of all, Ciri's whereabouts are still unknown. Secondly, if we find her, the Gawain House will naturally discipline her!" Although Geralt was retorting, there was a hint of excitement on his stiff face.

"You know, Yennefer has always wanted a child..." Roy looked into the eyes of the white wolf, "She can't have children herself, but the daughter of fate, the connection of fate is no less than blood relationship."

"Think carefully, Geralt!"

……

The bridge of the nose is dotted with a few freckles, and the boy with round cheeks like bread is running wildly with his arms outstretched in the clear river ditch.

Like a wild boar playing in the water.

The bright sun made his neatly trimmed brown hair moist and shiny.

Pointing to another boy as thin as a bamboo pole with a pointed nose, he shouted,

"You come to be a water ghost, and I will be a witcher!"

"never!"

The skinny boy swung the branch in his hand and hit the fat man in the chest, knocking him down into the water.

"Where is there a clumsy demon hunter who is as fat as a ball, you are the water ghost!"

The water splashed wildly, the two brothers wrestled into a ball, rolled in the stream, but the two pairs of round eyes turned to the river at the same time——

A thin, mouse-gray haired girl sat beside the pebbles in the stream, her little white feet drawing circles in the water, stirring up the waves,

On her delicate little face, her emerald green eyes were a bit dazed,

"Sister Farga, let's play together!"

"Nedbo! Sulik! Big mistake! Demon hunters are not as stupid as you are!"

Falga picked up two branches from the bushes by the stream. The two branches were like two swords, crossed across his chest and passed.

Falja brandished the "double swords" and rushed into the stream, driving two "water ghosts" to flee with their heads in their arms, howling again and again in a panic.

When the three of them were all wet by the stream, they walked on the forest path home panting heavily.

Falja's little face covered with sweat and stream water was finally a little more cheerful, and there was a lot of laughter like silver bells along the way.

The two brothers turned their faces away from time to time, secretly looking at the little girl, her delicate little face was flushed white after being wet by water, the slightly undulating curves under the clothes, and the flickering green eyes.

Although the girl is not yet 11 years old.

But it has shown a thrilling beauty, just like a princess in a fairy tale, which is definitely not comparable to those rustic little country girls.

And the two boys who have entered puberty fell in love with this little sister when they first saw her.

Huo Chu tried her best to please her for more than half a month, and she finally changed from frowning all day long to smiling a little more.

This smile made them feel that it was worth dying for her!

"Falja, your 'sword skills' are really good." His younger brother Sulik blushed a little shyly, "Have you really practiced swords with demon hunters before? How do you know they carry two swords on their backs? "

The girl seemed to be touched by something sad when she heard the words, her face sank, and her fingers were twisted into a ball on her abdomen.

"Not only have I met demon hunters, I have also taken risks with them and killed a giant centipede called Yugorn in the primeval forest."

The two brothers were surprised from ear to ear.

Then the fenced yard came into view.

A woman in a pale yellow floral dress sat there doing laundry.

The soap bubbles wet her long hair and sleeves.

The sun shines on her bright and kind face.

"I've also ridden a demon hunter's griffin, which is a monster bigger than a buffalo and more dangerous than a lion!"

"Falga..." Nedber asked, "I've heard that witchers sometimes take away children from other people's families. Are you the only child taken away by them?"

The girl nodded, her voice choked up, and she couldn't help but blame herself,

"I should have gone with them, but I ran away from them. I was so stupid, I killed myself!"

"Geralt also said that he had a connection with me."

"But it's been so long, and he hasn't come to pick me up."

"Don't worry, Falga! Without the witcher, I'll protect you!" Sulik patted his chest, his dark eyes were expectant and anxious, "You will be our sister now, and later... um... I will be my sister later." when……"

"Yurga!"

A young woman's cry of surprise caught the attention of the three children.

The woman at the gate of the yard stumbled out of the yard, crying and threw herself on the suddenly approaching carriage, a fat man with a big belly.

Yurga smiled at the two witchers behind him, jumped out of the carriage, and faced his longing wife.

He wrapped his arms around her waist with vigor, lifted her up in the air and spun her around in a circle.

"I'm back, Christides! The head of the family is back!"

"Yurga!"

The woman's clothes had just been washed halfway, and her body smelled of soapy water. She clung to the merchant's arms, her forehead resting on his chest, feeling the warmth of each other.

The long-lost couple moved slowly into the yard like conjoined twins.

"he is?"

Falja on the other side of the yard noticed the fat man who came all of a sudden, and his heart skipped a beat, feeling inexplicably nervous, but the round face of the man looked friendly and kind.

"Papa is back! Falja, Papa is back! Come on, get the presents, yay!"

Two teenagers ran towards the girl holding the girl's hand, one left and one right.

……

"Bless the gods, you are finally back... I miss you so much that I can't sleep every day. I touch it, and my heart is about to jump out, my lord! Wait, who are those two gentlemen? Holding the sword, the one on the left...is really handsome!"

"I'll tell you later, and don't be tempted by men other than your husband. What about the children? Call me over and let me take a look!"

"Very well, the three of them went to play by the stream... It's time to come back."

"What do you mean by three?" The businessman's expression changed drastically, and he felt that the top of his head began to flicker, and he filled his mind with countless miserable images in an instant.

"Don't think about it, the respected Druid brought a girl here. I lost her family because of the Soden War, and I adopted her. She is very hardworking, willing to learn to feed chickens and water flowers, and she is beautiful. She looks like a girl. Little princess. She's always depressed."

"Yurga, are you angry because I made my own claims?"

"No, I'm just—the gods!" Yurga slapped his head violently, then turned to look at the witcher beside the carriage.

They obviously heard the conversation and were slowly walking towards this side.

There was a look of tension and anticipation on his face.

"The third child, this is something I already have but don't know about! This is the accidental child! The daughter I got is about to fly away before it's hot! Why isn't it a son?!" The businessman shouted in annoyance,

"Father!!" The boy jumped into his arms from left to right,

"Two naughty little ones! Ouch, Nedbo is getting fat again? Sulik, open your mouth, you don't have rotten teeth, are you a picky eater, why are you so much thinner than your brother?!" Yurga's kind little eyes looked like those in gray A long skirt, wet and skinny little girl, her big eyes are like fresh green sprouting in spring, and her small face is as beautiful as a doll.

He smiled and encouraged, "And you, child, what's your name?"

"I, my name is—"

Falja began to speak incoherently.

His heart was pounding, and his eyes were fixed on the two demon hunters who were pacing up behind the merchant.

The one in the lead had fluttering white hair, with two swords on his back, and his face was full of vicissitudes.

At this moment, she only had him in her eyes.

The dark cat pupils and the emerald green pupils faced each other across the open space in the yard.

"Geralt!"

"Shirley!"

Amidst the exclamation, the witcher quickly ran towards the little girl.

The businessman's family was dumbfounded, they had never seen such a swift person, it was like a gust of wind.

The father and daughter bound by fate met each other briskly in the courtyard.

The demon hunter with fluttering white hair knelt down on the ground, the girl wrapped her small hands around his neck, and her silver hair fell on the demon hunter's shoulders.

Yurga was thoughtful, and embraced his two sons and his surprised wife with both arms.

And Roy watched from behind with a smile.

"Geralt, you found me... Woohoo... I knew you would come! I waited for months, and they said that grandma and grandpa are dead, grandma Suha is dead, and Sintra is gone .”

"Only you, only you!"

And I!