God-level Demon Hunter

Geralt nodded frankly, "There is no doubt that there is a bond of fate between Ciri and me due to the law of accident. But before, she was a noble princess of a country... I have no reason to ask her to go with me to live a hard life. "

"But now I know the tragic future of Cintra..."

"Since we already have a certain foundation in Nuocheng."

"I have no reason to let it go... When the time comes, I should take back my Daughter of Destiny!"

"It doesn't matter if Calanthe disagrees. If Ciri is also unwilling, then I will wait patiently."

Well done!

Roy applauded him heartily.

Now that you know the future, why do you have to follow the tricks step by step?

Why not strike first!

"To be honest, Geralt, the trip to Sintra is the focus of my plan, and I will go with you then." The mouse-gray hair and eyes like emeralds appeared before Roy's eyes again. Boyish little girl.

"Little Shirley is my good friend, and I have to give her a hand too."

"Wait..." Rita Nieder interrupted suddenly, her eyes turned suspiciously between the two, and then returned to Roy, "When did you meet the distinguished Princess Cintra?"

"Shan Shan, what kind of eyes are you looking at?" Roy's face darkened, "Siri is not yet ten years old, so don't keep thinking wildly..."

Immediately, the female sorceress' eyes became more suspicious, "Don't you have another agreement with her?"

……

"No Shirley, I mentioned it at the beginning, we are the same kind of people, grasshoppers on the same rope, destined to meet countless times."

……

Roy's face was in a daze, and in order to protect himself, he immediately launched a counterattack.

He brushed the hair on Rita Nieder's forehead in a half-friendly, half-threatening manner, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and leaned into her ear and said,

"My coral, what do you have in your head? Doubt me casually... Believe it or not, I will let you taste the taste of Columpu's seal? Let you have no energy left!"

The female sorceress couldn't help feeling her heart fluttering, and glared at him with burning cheeks, but her body was weak and she didn't dare to make a sound.

Geralt, who watched the whole process from the sidelines, sighed heavily in his heart, like a lonely old wolf licking his wounds, his face sighed, and a tiny drop of crystals flowed from the corner of his eyes.

If only Ye was so gentle back then.

he fancied.

"Sorry, Geralt, I made you laugh... Let's get back to the point, we'll go to Sintra together! But don't worry, I'll go to Vizima first."

"Where are you going?" Geralt asked.

"Aren't those four boys looking forward to the green grass to test the pre-drug?" Roy glanced at the four little boys beside the stake, who started a two-on-two competition, "It's too far to let Coral study and improve alone. Slowly, if we really want to ensure the survival rate of the grass potion, I don’t know how many years it will be.”

The female sorceress tapped the head of the scorpion. As the research progressed, she felt more and more difficult to improve the herbal decoction by herself.

"So I decided to go to Vizima to recruit another acquaintance, a warlock and part-time genius alchemist named Kalkstein, have you heard of it?"

Rita Needle's face paled when she heard this,

"Since when did you know that madman?"

"What's the matter, Coral, is there something wrong?"

"I didn't do anything bad...but how should I say it?" The sorceress had a strange expression on her face, as if she wanted to laugh and was a little in awe. "This senior Kalkstein...has a high level of alchemy, and he is extremely proficient in flames, explosions, and matter. Composing fields. A mind full of strange ideas . . . and adventurous."

"But he hates following the rules the most, and he doesn't know what to be afraid of... He once tried to figure out the specific effect of a new type of explosive on the magic shield. In Ben Ade's dormitory, he conducted an experiment on himself."

"He accomplished an unprecedented feat and blew up the entire dormitory into rubble."

"Although he was the only one unlucky at the time, there were no casualties. But he was fired by Ben Ade..."

"His glorious deeds are widely circulated within the warlock organization."

Coral paused,

"As long as you graduated from the Academy of Magic, you have more or less heard of his name."

"Besides, that guy has a weird temper and is difficult to get along with."

The corner of Roy's mouth twitched, and the image of the unkempt monkey cheek became clearer.

Kalkstein is indeed an unusual guy.

"It's okay, he at least walks the talk, and he's also a genius in research."

"Little villain, are you sure you can convince him?" Rita Ned expressed doubts as he looked up and down at the witcher with blue eyes.

"Try as hard as you can?"

Convince Kalkstein that maybe luck is more important than eloquence.

What if he is interested in the grass trial?

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"In addition, Berengar, the blacksmith master, is also living in seclusion in Vizima... After the orphanage expands next year, we will need more manpower... We have to plan ahead, so I will try to win him over, even if it fails... Um...I'll be bothering that guy a lot."

"Sooner or later he will change his mind."

White Wolf couldn't help showing admiration.

There are very few such shameless witchers.

In fact, there is a third reason.

Roy had to meet the Lady of the Lake and Princess Adda, and tell them part of the news about the upcoming First Northern War in exchange for some capital.

The Church of Virtue should stand with the Witcher Brotherhood.

……

"One week at most," Roy squeezed the soft little hand of the sorceress, looked at the white wolf again, and solemnly promised, "I will come back whether there is a result or not."

"Then I'll wait for your good news," Geralt nodded.

"So, Coral, open a Vizima portal for me?" Roy hugged the Golfin on the horse's head to his shoulders.

"Ugh……"

Chapter No.17 Lake Girl and Adda

A round of warm yellow light is reflected on the vast blue lake, and the water vapor lingers and changes against the lake, sometimes like a galloping horse, sometimes like a crawling dragon, sometimes like milky white incense lingering around, creating a fairyland on earth It's like a stunning view.

Roy stood in front of Lake Vizima, and the bustling and noisy trading area on the other side loomed.The morning wind rushed towards us with abundant water vapor, algae and mud smell.

He stepped into the slightly cool lake water and walked towards the center of the lake. The lake water overflowed the shiny silver lion boots and gray tight leather pants to his waist.

The dark red Arondette flipped lightly in the water, the blade broke through the water, trembling slightly, and the invisible magic power poured into the lake.

The snake pie pendant hummed.

In the blink of an eye, a moving figure appeared under the lake.

She walked around the witcher at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination, with a graceful figure and a soft posture, like a lively dolphin, like a weak and boneless snake, and even more like a mermaid.

"Wow..." The figure broke through the water, revealing half of her graceful body as white as a lotus root, and her waist tightly held.

Large drops of water slid over her skin that was as smooth as silk, soft and delicate like a newborn baby, exuding a thrilling beauty.

She shook her head, her loose light green hair danced on her shoulders, like water plants swayed by the wind, covering most of her face.

Her face was originally no more than the size of a palm, and it looked like an exquisite doll, with a small nose inlaid on it, pure jewel-like eyes, and soft lips like petals.It can be called a work of art.

At this time, she was smiling innocently and charmingly, with two small dimples on her face, like the whirlpool in the lake, which made people intoxicated.

Vivian

Age: 355

Identity:

Lady of the Lake/Nymphs (Water Fairies), Church of Virtue deities

? ? (Perception is too low to obtain)

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"Good morning, dear Ms. Vivienne, Roy of Lake Vizima pays tribute to you!" The demon hunter returned Arondette's sword to its sheath again, and saluted her with one hand on his chest.

"My knight, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Vivienne's gorgeous fish tail swayed mischievously in the lake, slowly approaching, her jewel-like bright eyes seemed to penetrate his body and soul, she was not without surprise Said, "Just over a year has passed, but your strength has made such a long-term progress...blood, genes, and some powerful and weird traits."

Unknowingly, Vivian's petite brows frowned and her nose shrunk, as if she was feeling something, but soon, she showed a relieved expression again,

"If you were a fledgling bird that just learned to fly a year ago, now you are full-fledged and able to stand alone...you gave me a big surprise."

"This is probably because of the grass trial... I passed the second grass trial..." Roy held the small hand extended by the lake girl and kissed it, and the soft and long-lasting fragrance of daffodils poured in nasal cavity.

He directly ignored the last sentence, "Compared to you, my change is insignificant. You are as dazzling as a star now, and your strength is beyond my reach."

Today's Vivian has restrained all fluctuations in magic power.

If you ignore the fishtail, she's a stunningly beautiful girl-next-door.

However, there is a unique temperament in every gesture. When Roy stares at her, he can always see the reflection of Lake Vizima, as if countless flexible water waves swirl around her... She is nature, she It's Lake Vizima.

When Roy was studying the roar of the water element field in Nuocheng, he vaguely saw the water goblin among the four spirits.

It was very similar to the feeling Vivienne gave her.

"Okay, leave the sweet talk to your lover, there is no need for politeness or flattery between us." Vivienne smiled, and waved her hand casually, "Let's talk in another place, otherwise we will make those two cunning in the palace The little guy is in trouble."

"You should see Adda, too."

An icy mist immediately enveloped the two of them.

Roy's eyes blurred, and at the same time, his feet were empty, and the breeze and moisture brushed his skin, but he didn't resist.

With just one breath, he was down to earth again.

He teleported from the lake to the fog-shrouded palace in the middle of the lake where he had been here once.

The surrounding stone pillars are still dilapidated, covered with water plants and dewdrops.

Right in front of the palace, Vivienne was sitting in front of the shell-bottomed throne decorated with pearls and algae, with her left elbow pressed against the armrest, her palm resting on her chin, and her long tail covered with colorful scales lay lazily on her right.

Like a fish that has just left the water and landed on land, slapping the ground,

She exhaled lightly again.

The air in front of him glowed with a burst of colorful rainbow light... The rainbow light formed an irregular sphere, which exploded suddenly like fireworks.

A well-built woman in a loose white dress suddenly appeared in the palace.

The beautiful reddish-brown hair draped over her body like a cascade of brown cascades.Undulating waves and glittering gold.

The skin is also dazzlingly white, smooth without any blemishes.

"Good day, Ms. Vivienne, why did you suddenly call me here?"

The lady in the lake smiled, and raised her chin behind her, with a friendly attitude, not at all like a high-ranking god, but more like a good sister of Adda.

"Roy? Haha! When did you come to Vizima? Why didn't you let me know in advance?" Adda's eyes narrowed, she greeted him with a bright smile, and extended her right hand towards the witcher.

Roy saluted, his gaze swept across the woman's face neither humble nor overbearing.

She doesn't wear makeup, her straight nose bridge and sharp red lips show her stubborn character, and her eyebrows and eyes are slightly slender, making her look charming.

But her red lips were tightly pursed, with a hint of a smile, and she had the determination and boldness not to lose to a man.

"Your Highness Yada, I haven't seen you for a year, and your complexion is much healthier than before."

Roy glanced at her hair, which was no longer as pale as before.

"Don't call me Your Highness, you saved my life, you are my friend, you can call me by my first name."

Yada noticed his eyes, turned her index finger a few times, and wrapped her hair around her ears.

"As for my hair, shortly after you helped me lift the curse last time, it completely changed color. The lady said it was a sign that the curse disappeared, and my hair returned to its original color."

"Speaking of which, you are also... um... different..." The woman raised her gaze, and paused for a while when her charming eyes swept across the short hair on top of his head, "I remember you were about the same height as me at the beginning, but now you are half as tall A new head, the color of the pupils has also changed, and the muscles are much stronger..."

Adda squeezed Roy's arm unceremoniously.

The latter twitched his cheek slightly.

"It's rare for you to come to see Ms., have you figured it out, and plan to join the Virtue Church and do something great together?" Yada looked at him expectantly,