Demon Hunter and His Hut

Where is Yennefer? Why didn't she come with you?

Geralt was focusing on another issue at this time, because he vaguely guessed something from Triss' flustered expression.

She couldn't leave. Philippa watched her very closely. She took the opportunity to secretly tell me these news. She told me to tell you to leave here as soon as possible.

Don't you know why Wigfortz and the others attacked here?

Geralt asked further.

Yennefer didn't mention it. She just learned the news. It seems that someone is deliberately avoiding us. He just said that the plan was proposed by Wigfortz, and he seemed to agree to some conditions for Philippa.

Triss explained.

It should be for me.

The two voices said in unison, and everyone looked for the sound, Ciri stepped forward and glanced at Roger.

He has always wanted to catch me back, and this time it should be for this reason.

No, if it's for you alone, he doesn't need to make such a big fuss.

Roger smiled, He wanted revenge. Although our confrontation was short, I left him with almost irreparable trauma.

It was more about the fact that I was using some method that made him feel genuine fear.

What method? Lambert asked a little strangely.

I did a little trick so that Vigoforts couldn't cast any magic in the entire courtyard.

Is there anything strange about this? Lambert was still a little puzzled.

The magic bracelet has always existed...

No, it's not the same!

Triss' face changed suddenly, and there was a faint fear in her eyes looking at Roger.

She has heard of some similar methods, but these methods are either cumbersome to prepare, or require precious casting media.

What about Roger?

Does this legendary No. 1 demon hunter possess some kind of magic-forbidden method that can be popularized on a large scale?

If so.

Suddenly Triss understood Wigfortz's concern.

If it were her, I'm afraid I couldn't let this happen.

So he's going to kill us all?

The scar on Eskar's face twitched, but surprisingly, there was no emotion of anger.

They danced on the tip of their knives, earned meager wages and endured the contempt from everyone all the time, so it didn't seem strange to hear that someone wanted to kill all the demon hunters now.

Ah……

For the past six months, I've been with Ciri. We tried to block almost all divination abilities. I think...

I think, since he couldn't find us, he decided to settle for the next best thing and plan to start with people around me. Roger explained.

You knew they were coming? Vesemir looked at Roger.

I'm just guessing.

That's why you brought everyone here this winter.

Roger nodded.

This was originally a safe fortress. Vesemir breathed a sigh of relief, Your decision was correct, Roger, but Wigfortz is too crazy.

He actually intends to wipe us and this castle from this valley.

Well, it looks like we have to get out of here. Vesemir said with sadness in his eyes.

Among those present, he was the only witcher who had survived the massacre of Kaer Morhen.

Back then, Vesemir survived not because of his strength, but because he was lucky enough to go out when he was attacked.

Having lived for so many years and encountered similar things again, but still had no choice but to escape, Vesemir felt somewhat sad.

What's more, because of Roger's arrival, the interior of the entire castle has been redecorated to become clean and tidy, more like a home.

Pack up, bring the necessary things and we'll set off overnight! Vesemir quickly cleared his mind and made a decision.

Let's go, I'll stay.

Roger spoke.

Everyone turned their heads to look at him with astonishment.

Don't be surprised, his target is me. If I can't find me, similar things will happen again. If we are scattered in various places, it is actually easier to be defeated individually.

So I stay...

What nonsense are you talking about?!

Vesemir flew into a rage.

Roger, it's not just one or two people who attacked here, but the entire wizarding group, and there are even figures of kings and nobles behind them.

Even if you can kill ten or twenty, this is already a war.

One man cannot affect a war.

What are you going to do? Geralt looked calmer, Ask Borch to help?

Or other dragons?

This is your hole card, Roger.

But dragons are not invincible. Even if their scales have good resistance to magic, how many rounds can they survive?

At this time, Triss also suddenly said, I participated in the battle of Soden Mountain. The magic volley of the warlock group can be called devastating. No matter how many dragons there are, they will be killed.

Stop it, I won't leave.

Roger shook his head, Everything will end here.

I feel more at ease when you leave safely.

Although Roger believed that it would be a better arrangement for everyone to stay here, he knew that if he said something similar at this time, he would only be regarded as a lunatic by everyone.

Then take care! Seeing Roger's firm attitude, Triss could only remind him casually.

Let's go, let's go quickly. She urged again.

At this time, a figure in the crowd stopped in place.

Everyone turned their heads to look.

Vesemir...

Geralt's face changed slightly.

You go, I'll stay with Roger.

Vesemir made an important decision, and his spine felt a little stiffer at this moment.

But what Vesemir did, in Roger's eyes, apart from being moved, was more helpless.

This is Kaer Morhen. I have escaped once, and I cannot escape a second time.

That's not running away!

Let's go with everyone. Roger could only persuade helplessly.

Roger, I understand that you want to live and die with this castle. You are the first demon hunter, but now you have to face the fate of all demon hunters going to extinction...

That's right, you can still see that wizards and all the kings and nobles are united together, and there is no place for us other than this castle.

Even if we can escape this time, what can we do afterwards, drifting away in the endless pursuit, and then being shot by cold arrows and dying in a stinky ditch?

Or the avatar appeared on the wanted list in the tavern, together with the monsters we hunted?

You still see clearly, Roger.

So I'm not going to leave.

All the witchers in the field fell silent after Vesemir's words.

And Roger could only open his mouth helplessly, staring at Vesemir's thought-provoking in a daze.

To be honest, he really just didn't want to explain, so as to save them from acting impulsively and taking care of them.

Where is the sentiment and realm in Vesemir's mouth?

I'll stay too! Lambert raised his voice.

Why are you talking so loudly? Escal sneered.

I had no intention of leaving at all.

And me, and me!

Hearing the last sound, everyone looked for it, and it turned out to be Dandelion holding a lute.

Being watched by everyone, Dandelion puffed out his chest.

In later poems, Dandelion describes that the poets at that time felt as if they were favored by the gods.

Splendid mess.

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