The Divine Hunter

Chapter 34 As Long As Ciri

meeting room.

The rectangular table was empty, and the dazzling light of the three-tiered candlesticks illuminated the five guests sitting next to each other.

The king and queen of Sintra sat in the first place, their right-hand man Druid Mossak sat on the right, and the two witchers were at the bottom.

"Now that there are no outsiders, I'll cut to the chase," Calanthe nodded at the white-haired witcher, expressing admiration, "You won the competition and saved my face in front of foreign envoys."

"I will do my best to fulfill your wishes...money, treasures, and even grant you a fief. Not a ridiculous lord of the fourth corner city with a false name."

"Any wish will do?" White Wolf asked.

"Ciri can't be involved." Calanthe's green eyes carried a hint of warning, "Geralt, although Ciri concluded the so-called 'law of accident' with you because of her unreliable father, she My blood relative, my granddaughter, the princess of Sintra."

"That's a pity..." Geralt shook his head, but his face was not discouraged. "We're here to take Ciri."

"You? This kid wants to take my granddaughter too?" Calanthe glanced at Roy, "There is no destiny connection between you and her, what makes you have this unrealistic fantasy? Just because Have you played with her for a month, or have you read too many romance novels of poor boys and rich girls?"

"Me and Geralt's group... help along the way." Roy explained,

Calanthe took a breath.

"...Your identity, I don't mean anything to belittle... But you spend most of your time wandering in the countryside, swamps, deep mountains and old forests, and even garbage dumps."

"Have you ever imagined it? Is it appropriate for a noble princess to appear in those places?"

"Once it spreads, Sintra's royal family will be disgraced and become the laughing stock of the whole world!"

"That's better than being locked in a prison-like house." Roy retorted with a smile,

"What do you know?" Calanthe glanced at him displeased, "Ciri is still young, mischievous, and doesn't understand my good intentions. When she grows up, she will naturally understand who is really good to her! "

"What's more, witchers are often involved in deadly battles, and Ciri will passively involve you in great danger to life!"

"Maybe one day,

Unexplainably died in the wild. "Calanser's eyes seemed to look into the heart of the white wolf, "Do you have the heart?" "

Druid Mossac moved his lips, but he stopped talking, while East listened to his wife's speech, his face became solemn, and his huge palm covered with black hair like a grizzly wrapped her hand.

"First of all... Your Majesty Calanthe, with all due respect..." Geralt said, "The things you describe are a thing of the past. Compared to the past, the witcher's way of life has changed dramatically."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

"It sounds incredible, but now we are no longer 'homeless' with no fixed place to live. We settled down in Nuocheng ... have a shop that can make money, and a shelter from the wind and rain."

"In terms of luxury and decency in daily life, it is naturally far inferior to the Sintra royal family, but it is not inferior to any ordinary family." Roy took over his words, "Ciri leaves with us, rather than staying here. Much happier in a dark castle!"

"This is not the time for jokes." Calanthe glanced suspiciously at the two witchers.

Geralt gave her the impression that she was always a stubborn old school, who honestly accepted commissions, was driven by others, risked her life to eradicate monsters for mankind, and also had to bear a disgusting name.

If he will change, then in the past seven or eighty years, he has already changed, why wait until now?

"The times are changing rapidly...everyone, active or passive, is deeply affected by it."

"It's not like what you said..." A kind and gentle voice rang out, and the Druid who was sitting beside East had bright eyes, "Geralt, we have known each other for decades... Since the tournament Once you were rescued, you acted more stubborn than an ox. Even if the resin turned into amber and diamonds were born in the volcano, you would not change.”

Geralt looked at him and said sincerely, "I admit, I used to be like that. But that's because there wasn't enough pressure from the outside. I drifted with the flow and let my fate fiddle with it. Like an aimless passerby. ."

"But now I can't help being so lazy." He paused, "If you doubt what I say is true or false, you can send someone to Novigrad to investigate. In short, Ciri will follow us to ensure that you will not suffer from cold or starvation. , As for whether to accept the commission like a witcher, that depends on her own wishes."

"Even if you ignore the witcher's bad reputation and dangerous situation." Calanthe's slender fingers were clenched in front of his belly, "Ciri can't go with you. I know the birth principle of the witcher... You let me Children take terrible decoctions and conduct inhumane mutation experiments."

"Let them be tortured and survive for a long time. Of the ten, half died, and two became monsters or disabled due to abnormal mutations... The remaining three transformed into real witchers..."

"Where did you hear that?" Roy asked. When did the witcher's secret experiment become a household name?

"My learned advisor Mossack once told me."

Druid nodded, "I only know a rough idea."

"This is no longer a training!"

King East suddenly put his arms around his wife's shoulders and looked at the witcher coldly, "If you plan to do this to my little Ciri. Please leave immediately and bring a generous reward."

"Cintra, villains and perverts who torture children are not welcome!"

"It's even more impossible for people to get their hands on our relatives!"

Geralt turned around suddenly and gave Roy a grateful look that advanced his foresight.

"The two majesties are overthinking. We have never made such a plan to subject Ciri to these inhuman tortures."

"Lie!" Calanthe stared into the eyes of the two of them, but she only saw calmness and calmness.

"Ciri doesn't have to be a witcher..." Roy said truthfully, "Even if she wants to, she has a strong desire for this. Then we will first improve the mutation process to make it safe and sound. Make sure she gets through it safe and sound. ."

"In fact, we are already improving the grass trial..."

"Since we didn't force Ciri to undergo the grass trial and turn her into a witcher." Calanthe was a little bit incomprehensible, "Then Geralt, Roy, why did you have to take her away?"

"Just because of that inexplicable accident law? You have to keep Ciri by your side?"

"She had a bad time in Sintra?"

The king, queen, and druid all looked at the two witchers.

And Roy and Geralt exchanged glances.

"We did this only for Ciri's safety."

Calanthe seemed to have heard a joke, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You cast spells on me? I have hallucinations?"

"What gives you confidence that the princess of Sintra is safer with the two of them than in a heavily guarded palace?"

Roy's eyes swept across the faces of the king and queen calmly.

"Where does the danger come from, the two Your Majesty should know..."

"What do you mean, witcher, don't test my patience, play dumb with me!"

"Danger comes from Mount Amer..."

The witcher's words just came out.