A person in American horror, wearing two versions of The Witcher

By using one's own blood to transform a giant wolf and obtaining the badge, one can become a Witcher, growing stronger at will without doing anything?

Geralt turned his body slightly to the side.

Given all these strange occurrences, Geralt would have believed Roy even if he claimed to be a sage, or a magical hybrid or an ancient blood experiment subject under the influence of magic.

There are far too many ruthless wizards on this continent.

Are there fewer on other continents?

A few years ago, he also fought against a magical hybrid of an ogre and a dwarf, and a magical hybrid of an ogre and a troll.

So he didn't care too much about what Roy claimed to be, and was willing to reluctantly believe it; his focus was on Roy's purpose in saying it.

Geralt began:

"So what did you, the sage, foretell?"

Roy looked directly at Geralt and said:

"I foresaw that you wanted to reclaim the wolf emblem that was rightfully yours, but you did not do so in the end, because tomorrow morning, you will inherit an even older, flat wolf emblem from Kaer Morhen."

Geralt narrowed his cat-like eyes and asked:

"How so?"

Roy began to speak:

"I once traveled through time and saw the last millennium (960? 970?).

"A wolf-faction demon hunter named Leonard was invited into the Demon Pit by a priest of the Eternal Flame. This pit was used to isolate those afflicted with the Red Plague."

"But it was also because of death and resentment that the Red Plague Demon was born."

"Because he didn't have any white chrysanthemum flowers on hand, Leonard couldn't make a potion to protect himself from the Red Plague Demon's invasion. He was assimilated and possessed by the Red Plague Demon."

"If another Witcher had appeared at this time, or if another Witcher had been summoned within a few years, Leonard's calamity could have been avoided and the Red Plague Demons could have been completely eliminated."

"But when the priests outside the Devil's Pit realized that things were getting worse, they did not hesitate to block up the Devil's Pit and cover up the scandal."

"Most tragically, Leonard's friend Osmond also suffered a severe head injury shortly afterward, losing his ability to speak and communicate."

"This ultimately led to Leonard being abandoned in that Devil's Pit for a long time."

Roy spoke, looking directly into Geralt's eyes:

"And what I foresee is that tomorrow, under my command, you will break through the Demon Pit, kill the Red Plague Demons, liberate Leonard, and inherit the wolf emblem that has been covered in dust for nearly three hundred years."

"Listen, this is under my command!"

Roy emphasized it again.

He was indeed in a hurry now and too lazy to make up any more lies to deceive Geralt. After all, the more he said, the more mistakes he would make, and the Wolf's Emblem was a problem that needed to be solved as soon as possible, as it was his transformation device.

Furthermore, the characteristics of the Red Plague Demon's possession are extremely similar to the demonic characteristics on Jennifer's body, which is perfect for practice.

Besides, how come he's not a sage or a prophet, given how familiar he is with the plot?

He told the whole truth; he didn't lie at all!

But Geralt, undeterred by his deception, bypassed him and turned to walk out of the crypt.

"What do you mean by this, uncle?" Roy quickly asked.

"Well, I just wanted to take a leak before I had to obey orders," Geralt continued without turning his head.

"I don't think I need to report even this to you, sir."

"Go, go, hurry up!" Roy adopted a superior's demeanor and said gruffly.

"White hair, what did you call me last? I didn't hear you clearly. I need you to say it again."

"I mean... sir!" Even from a distance, Roy could hear the helplessness in Geralt's voice.

Roy grinned slyly:

"Oh, that sounds really nice... Hehe, actually I was just kidding, I heard it clearly, but I just wanted to hear it again."

"Should I demonstrate the audience ceremony that I finally learned from the court etiquette officer? Hmm? Sir?" Geralt's words carried a hint of hostility.

"White Hair, I command you to do this!"

"Watch out, or I'll blast you with Alder, sir!"

……

"Yeah, that's how you blast him with Ald!"

The following morning, in the Devil's Pit, located further east of Crow's Nest.

Geralt withdrew his left hand, and in front of him, two sword-wielding priest guards were knocked to the ground, their swords not even fully drawn.

"I will report your evil deeds to the lord of Raven's Nest, no, to His Majesty the King, and have him issue an arrest warrant for you witchers."

The priest, who had been cowering to the side after the guard fell, didn't dare to speak. The one who spoke at that moment was a young deacon who had just graduated from seminary.

Geralt didn't speak. Today, he was a soldier without his badge, a sword!

He gave up his seat, revealing the main seat.

"Yes, that's how it should be done," Roy, sitting in the main seat, immediately agreed, adding sarcastically:

"If the king would also be happy to know that the priests of the Eternal Flame tortured the infected inside, and even trapped a Witcher to death in a pit to cover up the scandal..."

"No, the brilliance of the Eternal Flame cannot contain such sins; you are defaming us!" shouted the newly graduated deacon.

"Shut up!" the pastor snapped, directly stopping the deacon, and tremblingly handed over a set of keys.

"Witcher, this is the key to the Salt Rock Cave. Deep within it, there truly is a wraith that breeds disease and whispers in the dead of night. If you can truly rid yourself of the wraith, I'm willing to pay you 200, no, 300 orens!"

"300 crowns!" Roy said directly.

"Oh, by the Eternal Flame, why don't you go and rob it! You know, 1 crown can be exchanged for 6 orens now!" the priest exclaimed.

Roy clasped his hands and said:

"We are robbing you, except that we are robbing the precarious reputation and credibility of your Eternal Flame."

"If you dare to say no, the lord of Crow's Nest will come to investigate the situation here tomorrow."

"Two weeks later, the king will also know the whole truth about this place."

"So tell me, what's your choice?"

"Originating in Novigrad, but located in Foltest, Your Excellency."

"We can't beat them!" the priest guard whispered as he got up from the ground.

"I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you! Just 300 crowns, as long as you can deal with the demons in the Salt Rock Cave," the priest said through gritted teeth.

The deacon beside him blushed, but seemed to understand something and kept his mouth shut.

Geralt silently accepted the key Roy offered and walked forward, lost in thought.

Perhaps the sword is also quite good. If it were him, the highest bid for this commission would only be 500 Orens, which is a full 1300 Orens less than it is now.

How many times have you spent your time in Whispering Alley, laughing and drinking?

"After entering the salt cave, you can find a wooden hut in the right corner. Inside, you'll find a letter written by Leonard."

As he unlocked the lock, Geralt whispered in his mind the prophecies Roy had spoken when he arrived.

His prophecy was met with skepticism!

After the door opened, Geralt went inside immediately, looked to his right, found the cabin, climbed up, and indeed found a letter on a box.

The content describes the monsters in the salt cave.

The sender was "Ao", and the signature was...

It was Leonard!

Is my disciple truly a sage?

Geralt gripped the yellowed parchment and swallowed hard.

His disciples really didn't come up; they're still waving at him from the ground, unless it was arranged before they met him.

Let's take another look!

Geralt jumped down from the cabin and came to another large door. A piece of paper was nailed to the door, containing a potion recipe. The requirements for making it were...

Use celandine flowers to decoct?

Geralt glanced at the herb bag filled with celandine flowers that he had just been reminded of this morning…

Look again, explore again!

"After pushing open the inner door, walk for a while, and you'll come to a fork in the road. Wait a moment, and you'll hear a voice calling for help. Just ignore the path the person in distress tells you to take!"

Geralt recalled pushing the door open again.

The moment the door opened, the miners' lamps along the path inside were suddenly illuminated by magic, and a voice echoed from within the passage:

"Please... help me..."

Geralt instinctively looked back at the man and dog behind him.

Is this something that can be arranged in advance?

He forced his way inside and found a flat wolf emblem pieced together from knife marks on a wooden hut, though it looked rather old.

It seems there really was a senior member of the Wolf Pack.

Geralt sighed inwardly and followed the path marked by the wolf's emblem.

"No, not this way. You're wasting your time."

The cries for help that were originally heard in the passageway turned into cries of obstruction.

Geralt was too lazy to think about anything at this moment. He only knew that if Roy and that Wolf Brothers senior hadn't teamed up to harm him, he probably made the right choice.

He found many traces of hemorrhagic fever along the way and also discovered dark energy on the remains of bones.

Following another wolf emblem and amidst sounds of obstruction in the passage, they found yet another letter from Leonard.

The passage describes how the priest outside locked the door, and the increasingly weak Leonard was unable to open it, thus becoming trapped and dying inside.

This also confirms Roy's initial account.

Geralt continued forward, passing through several wooden passages. The obstructing sounds from the passages disappeared, and suddenly a plague-stricken patient shrouded in dark energy appeared before him.

The patient did not attack him, and turned into a cloud of ash the moment he drew his sword.

"After encountering the wandering spirits that disperse on their own, continue forward to find the former priest's autobiographical letters; there, the whole truth is revealed."

Geralt quickened his pace, climbing the rocks and crossing the wooden path... He found Pastor Zhang's autobiographical letter in a wooden hut.

That was also the pastor's last letter. It was the last letter of a noble pastor who volunteered to care for the sick, but was imprisoned in this cave by his despicable colleagues.

Further on, through the stone path, you'll find Leonard's fourth letter.

It says that Leonard is possessed by something, that he has been invaded.

Further ahead...

"Didn't you hear me? I told you to turn around right now!"

The sounds of obstruction in the passageway had turned into questioning and shouting.

Geralt's speed, however, did not decrease but increased.

"After the fourth letter, you will encounter plague demons corrupted by dark energy. They are transformed from the sick and will use swords, clubs, and any other weapons humans can use. Be careful when dealing with them."

Roy's words were still echoing in his mind.

Geralt cast the Quen sign on himself and then jumped into the pit ahead.

And right after he jumped...

Four plague-infected ghosts shrouded in dark energy suddenly crawled out of the pit.

Seeing the broken sword in the sick man's hand, Geralt drew his silver sword and immediately charged forward...

Surely these monsters weren't hired by Roy to put on an act!

And all the previous events have now been confirmed.

At this moment, he was 99% certain that his disciple Roy was indeed a sage with the ability to foresee the future!

Then Geralt is a wise teacher!

He is a teacher of sages!

What a wonderful title!

So, as a teacher,

Or perhaps it was the teacher who knew his disciple wouldn't be able to do Kunen.

Why not make offerings to the disciples of the sages?

We should at least clear out these monsters first.

He must not allow these plague demons to harm his beloved disciple!

We cannot let them jeopardize the future hopes of his Kaer Morhen Wolf School!