God-level Demon Hunter

Roy in the distance emphasized something in his heart, but he wisely didn't interrupt.

"This is the law of accident...Geralt, as you said at the beginning, I am your destiny, right? You are also my destiny! We will be together forever, tell me!"

"You are not only my destiny!" Geralt turned around and glanced at the smiling Roy, and then glanced at the happy businessman's family.

Passing through the air, I vaguely saw a woman with curly black hair, a mole on the corner of her lips, and a haughty expression.

A few years ago, the night I parted from Yennefer on May Day.

Her gentle voice echoed in her ears.

To establish a long-term partnership between the witcher and the sorceress, the fate of being forcibly bonded together by Dijing's wish is not enough.

"something else" is needed.

The Accidental Daughter was exactly what was missing between them—the bond to maintain the relationship between the two long-lived people.

His eyes finally fell on Ciri's face.

Something else.

"Come on, come home with me!"

No.19 volume of blood of elves

Chapter 1 Yennefer

dear friend,

I haven't heard from you since we last saw each other on May night two years ago.Rumors swirled after the Battle of Kosordon that the Brotherhood of Warlocks in the North had suffered heavy losses.

I couldn't suppress the worry in my heart. I went to the Eight People's Hill to see it in person. When I confirmed that your name was not on the monument, the joy was indescribable.

I have to admit to you, Ye, I can’t forget you. In the boring and peaceful life in the past, you were a rare bright spot. Without your company, I often feel out of my mind, and your face appears in my mind for no reason. Lilacs and gooseberries, black hair, the mole on your mouth.

I just want to make sure, are you okay?

I heard that you were also involved in that great war. Were you injured? Was the injury serious?Do you need someone to take care of you?

As long as you say a word, I will accompany you.

But dear friend, if you are in good health, would you like to condescend to come to my house for a gathering? I have found the unexpected "gift" brought by fate that you mentioned to me last time. and took it home.

Her name was Ciri, and now she was Falja.

I don't know many warlocks, but you are the most trustworthy, you should be able to keep it a secret for me.

Come and see, right here in Novigrad...

I look forward to your visit.

Your friend, Geralt.

……

The white envelope in front of the dressing table was closed.

The sorceress in a black dress and a white lace blouse looked at her pale, tapered face in the mirror, her violet eyes shone seductively behind black eyelashes, and her thin lips curled up.

That guy, Geralt, has never been good at expressing his feelings. He hides everything in his shell like a tortoise, and only shows his head when the weather is fine and the sun is shining.

And he loves detours, and he can never say such direct and nasty love words, almost only those three words are missing.

"Geralt, who is the master behind your back?"

But I have to say that the sorceress who read the letter was in a very happy mood. The stubborn guy finally bowed to him, and he followed his advice to find the accidental daughter.

I should also give him some sweetness to taste.

Ciri?

The slender eyebrows are slightly furrowed, the name is impressive.

Often circulated these days between the Warlock Brotherhood administration and the Kings of the North.

The woman quickly applied the shiny lipstick, put on the black leather gloves, stood up, swung back, and the fingertips shot out a dazzling magic aura.

Amidst the loud bang, a square space door appeared in the center of the luxurious and exquisite room.

The black velvet ribbon fluttered around her graceful neck in the wind.

She just stepped in.

……

The carriage passed the muddy path behind the Seven Cats Hotel in the south of Nuocheng, and stopped in front of a dense alder forest.

A pitch-black high-heeled shoe landed on the ground, and the petite female sorceress walked slowly along the forest path, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. The road deep in the dense forest was actually paved with bluestone slabs, which was not at all rough and dirty in the countryside. .

Every dozens of steps, you can see the naive human-shaped guideposts, so that people will not get lost.

Besides, beside the alder along the way, colorful spring flowers are in full bloom and fragrant, which makes people feel in the sea of ​​flowers and trees. A short 10-minute journey is not enough to appreciate the stunning scenery.

At the end, Ye Naifa couldn't help being dazzled as he followed the plaque hanging on the "Gauwen House".

Is this really a desolate, silent, dilapidated witcher academy?

Inside the fence, exquisite log cabins shine brightly in the sun, blue sky and white clouds are painted on the walls, and children's graffiti are dancing and singing hand in hand.

A black and yellow dachshund sauntered around the yard lively, flicking its big fan-like ears, sticking out its tongue, barking softly.

Two complete strangers were teaching three children how to shoot arrows by the farmland.

In a room that looked like a blacksmith's shop, the grizzled master Vesemir was dripping with sweat and wielding a blacksmith's hammer, beating the prototype of a breastplate on an iron felt.

There was the sound of reading aloud in the classroom, and the figures sitting upright almost made her mistakenly think that she came to some noble private school.

And under the willow tree on the right side of the yard, seven children less than ten years old were fighting one-on-one with swordsmanship, or avoiding the double pendulum that kept spinning like a windmill, showing keen skills beyond their age.

"Hu-hu-"

There was a terrifying loud noise in the sky.

Yennefer's expression tightened, and a brown-yellow griffin flew out from the top of the alder forest, hovering in the sky above her head, its wings swelled in the wind, and it roared cheerfully.

What is this place, there are monsters haunting it in broad daylight?

The witchers in the yard are all decorations?

The sorceress's pretty face was covered with thin frost, and she held down the obsidian pendant around her neck like an enemy.

The magic runes flickered, and a shield enveloped her slender body.

"Ms. Yennefer? Take it easy, Golfing won't hurt you!"

Wearing a hood and a leather armor, the witcher with a thin and simple face like a farmer walked over from the field and smiled at her friendly and enthusiastically.

"Welcome to Gawain's House! I'm Oakes of the Witcher Brotherhood," the man stretched out his hand, and the sorceress held out her fingertips modestly and touched it lightly.

In the field, another hook-nosed witcher with a slightly gloomy face and three children cast curious gazes over here.

"Where's Geralt?" The sorceress put on a slightly charming face, and the griffin named Golfin landed on the ground and immediately rushed to the training ground by the willow tree.

The seven children threw themselves on her with yells, hugged him affectionately, and stroked its furry and warm body.

It lacked the majesty and pride of an apex predator, growling and carrying a few children around the stake.

The cry was full of helplessness.

The female sorceress' eyelids twitched, but she controlled the magic power. She had never seen such an "approachable" griffin. This is a fake griffin, right?

"Geralt didn't know you were here today, working outside with five youngsters."

"Work?"

"Those five cubs have passed the trial and have begun to learn to be self-reliant."

"Just to ask," Yennefer followed Oakes into the meeting room on the west side. During this period, a tough bald man and a man with a terrible scar on his face nodded at her. people,

"What on earth is this place? Why are there so many children raised, and there are so many demon hunters, not just the wolf faction, but I saw the snake faction?" Yennefer glanced at the twisted snake pendant on Oakes' neck, she I can't figure out how demon hunters from different schools can get together.

Unheard of.

"Didn't Geralt explain it to you? That's right. He must think that the explanation in the letter is not clear. Gawain's House is simple and complicated," Oakes said, shaking his head. "You can understand it as advanced benefits. Homeless orphans can learn knowledge and earn a living here. Everyone is a teacher-student relationship.”

"The children who were exercising under the willow tree looked abnormal, some...too healthy."

"Ma'am, your vision is so accurate!" Oakes didn't hide it, "They have taken some potions that are beneficial to the body and mind, the secret formula of the witcher...but they haven't entered the mutation stage yet."

"When will demon hunters switch to charity?" Yennefer looked straight into his eyes and pursed his lips. "I think you are setting up a secret academy on the outskirts of Nuocheng to train demon hunters!"

"Didn't you notice? The children in the house have not undergone any transformation." Oakes pulled the rope of the hood and said sincerely, "We respect individual wishes and never force them. Those who are willing to embark on the road of trials are only very small Part of it...you don't need to worry about it."

Yennefer's black hair shook, temporarily suppressing her doubts.

"Then who is Ciri among these children?" There was a little tension in the sorceress' cold and proud voice.

"She is studying in the classroom, let me show you."

……

Ciri was wearing a pale blue dress, and her mouse-gray hair was neatly pulled into a ponytail.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he rested his small chin on his left hand.

Green eyes glanced at Mr. Kayan who had a scar on his cheek on the podium, and all the dedicated students around him.

After leaving Christide's home in Livia, it has only been more than a month since I came to Gawain's House.

She has fallen in love with this place.

Dozens of friends of the same age play, study together, and enjoy ordinary but delicious food every day.

If you have free time, you can tease the little black dog in the yard and the griffin in the alder forest.

Work out with the boys.

This is the life she once dreamed of.

It's a pity that I don't know when I can go to Skelly to visit my grandmother.

Ciri pursed her lips.

Turning to the window sill on the right, a sorceress with a strange and beautiful face stood there - she was petite and slim, with her pointed chin naturally raised, looking very proud.

There are more than a dozen boys and girls in the classroom.

But Yennefer's gaze was fixed on the little girl with mouse-gray hair.

Ciri was recognized at first glance.

It was as if there had been some kind of hidden but strong connection between them.

At the same time, a wonderful desire rose in my heart, to approach her and take care of her.

……

"Ochs, who is she?" During the break between classes, Ciri was called into the meeting room alone by the witcher, her big eyes flickered at the sorceress, full of curiosity,

"Geralt told you," Oakes said, looking out the window at the students teasing black dogs and chasing roosters in the courtyard, "the sorceress Yennefer from Van Gerberg is here to help you."

"Oh——" Shirley's tone was very long, and her big eyes rolled around, with a hint of ridicule, which made Ye Naifa blush for the first time, like an elder who has been exposed to a scandal. "Geralt said..."

The little girl rushed to Yennefer's side with small steps, held her slightly cold and smooth hand, and clumsily flattered, "He misses you like crazy, misses you during the day, and sleeps with me in his arms at night, Calling your name too."

"Pfft..." Ye Naifa laughed wildly, the indifference that he was trying to maintain on his face was broken, and he tapped the girl's head lightly with his fingers in black gloves.

Ciri immediately covered her little head and blinked her eyelashes innocently, looking pitiful.

"Small mouths are sweet, but don't try to lie to me. Even if Geralt were replaced with Dandelion's mouth, he wouldn't be able to say such beautiful words."

Ciri was exposed to the lie, and immediately fell silent.

Yennefer turned to Oakes again, "What arrangements do you have for this child? Her identity is extremely sensitive, so she is now called Falja..."

Violet eyes swept the girl up and down, and Ciri saw dancing flames, raging winds, shaking ground, rushing rivers from those eyes... She was a little afraid of the sorceress' scrutiny.

"That's why we invited you here, we want to discuss her future together." Oakes touched the package on the leather jacket, and said sincerely, "The resident mage of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood is too busy with a lot of experimental projects at hand. , I can’t spare time to guide her alone. I can only ask you.”

"Another warlock?"

"Rita Nieder, Ms. Triss Merigold, and Kalkstein, but Triss is not here right now."

"Triss actually has contact with you? So my best friend has seen Geralt a long time ago, and she kept it from me for so long!" Yennefer tsk-tsk in surprise, "I didn't remember If I’m wrong, Coral has never shown up in the Brotherhood of Warlocks for more than a year, and has never responded to Vigfortz’s call to participate in the Battle of Sodden Mountain, so it turned out to be hiding here for ‘retreat’.”