God-level Demon Hunter

But then, she glanced at the ignorant little girl, shook her head and laughed again.

Forget it, get rid of his power and ambition.

I have to be with Ciri well.

……

"Then, Yennefer, you said earlier that someone was chasing little Ciri...and had to take her to Skellige to escape." Kratz wiped his oily hands on the buckskin jacket.

"A guy named Riens, a mage and a spy." The sorceress said frankly, "I suspect he is a spy of King Kaedwen."

"Since he found Ciri."

Calanthe pursed his lips, and the gray-haired demon hunter and the young demon hunter with intertwined dark gold and silver-gray pupils seemed to appear in front of his eyes.She hasn't had time to thank those two yet, and since Cintra is dead, she can't fulfill the promise she made to Roy's heavy reward.

"Is the master witcher in Novigrad in danger?"

Hearing this, the little girl looked at the sorceress nervously with green eyes, but she shook her head and said confidently,

"The danger is unavoidable, but Geralt and the others can handle it!"

"The demon hunters in Novigrad are not simple." Mossak, who had been studying the antlers on his head in silence, praised, "Evelyn, a member of the Ring of Druids in the Archipelago, is working for them. During the exchange, Evelyn simply praised the demon hunters, especially a guy named Keyan."

Like a wife complimenting her husband.

"She claimed that not long ago, the witcher brought back the seeds of several plants she had never seen before, saying that they were spoils of exploring another unknown realm. Although I can't understand how they did it, there is this Means, are you still worried about some spies?"

"Anyway, since the master witcher has protected Ciri for so long... let her be protected from the persecution of the northern and southern countries!" King Bran turned slightly to let Queen Bierna wipe his beard better, " They are Skellige's friends, and brothers!"

Looking at the sorceress with deep eyes,

"Brother is in trouble, if you need it, just speak up!"

"Send hundreds of Skellige heroes, no problem!"

Yennefer nodded gratefully.

"Ms. Yennefer, there is another important question." Calanthe looked eagerly at the good-looking granddaughter across the table, "What about the ancient blood of Shirley you mentioned earlier and the child in my belly? Why can't I kiss my little Xili before I give birth?"

Chapter 28 Chain Reaction

"Islini's prophecy has described in detail the bloodline of Her Majesty Calanthe's family." The firelight in the candlestick on the dining table illuminated the sorceress' brilliant face. "I believe everyone has heard of it."

"There are dozens of versions of this prophecy book, and it has also been added to the "World's Largest Encyclopedia" that is being compiled. Humans, elves, dwarves, and dwarves all understand it more or less." King Bran stroked his beard , her voice was very low, "She accurately predicted the decline of the elves, as well as the Northern War not long ago."

"The prophecy about bloodlines is by no means a beautiful description." Mossak's eyes moved between the stomachs of Ciri and Calanthe, a hint of worry appeared in his deep eyes, "the blood of the ancients, the blood of the curse, and What the end of the world got connected."

curse?the end of the world?

Calanthe shook her head, clearly remembering that her dead husband, Ester Tursek, knew that Sintra was born after witnessing the power possessed by her daughter Pavetta at the son-in-law dinner. Ancient blood flows in the royal family.

He felt that his disposition to break out with the Skelly was incompatible, and he did not want to have children.

Later, when Sintra faced the risk of national subjugation and his pleading, he agreed, and he was pregnant with the child in his belly.

But did not expect.

The two daughters and the granddaughter both inherited the so-called ancient blood?

And still can't touch each other?

In the eyes of everyone, the face of Queen Cintra turned white.

A panic surged in her heart.

I didn't awaken the ominous power in the prophecy, and even lost my country, two husbands, daughters, and relatives of the royal family.

Wouldn't the future fate of Shirley and the child in her womb be even more tragic?

……

"Your Highness, you don't need to worry too much... Prophecy is just a possibility of fate." Ye Naifa gave everyone at the table a reassuring look, "Humans can create more beautiful possibilities through their own efforts—— I always firmly believe that the power of blood can be restrained and utilized."

"It's like when human beings are born, they can only lie in their mother's arms and sob, but walking is their instinct."

"The power of the ancient blood is also the instinct of Ciri and the children in your womb...but they have just awakened this power now, and they will inevitably fall when they are toddlers."

"If you train under the right guidance, believe me," she glanced at Ciri, who smiled timidly when he thought of the days when he practiced magic hard in the past, "they will be able to master this power sooner or later." , learn to walk, then run, and finally fly!"

"Ms. Yennefer..." Mossak looked at the sorceress with piercing eyes, and questioned, "If I remember correctly, the power you master is called spells, which come from the chaotic energy that spreads all over the world. And you don't With the blood of the ancients, how can you be proficient in training them?"

"Dear Master Druid, your question is very good. According to my inspection of Ciri, the power of the ancient blood is magic power. She is a natural spellcaster! And I have a good idea of ​​how to release magic, It can save Ciri a little detour."

"You mean the source of law?" The druid stopped stroking his beard with his big hand.

Everyone's expression changed, and their eyes turned to the little girl who violated Calanthe's request and secretly drank the third glass of blueberry juice.

The girl smiled awkwardly, her teeth gleaming blue under the candlelight.

"No!" Calanthe suddenly seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and pressed the armrests of the chair with both hands, trying to get up, "I will not hand Ciri, or my little daughter, to the Arethusa Academy of Magic! Sinte The bloodline of the La family must not become a sorceress who cannot conceive any offspring!"

"Be safe, Your Highness." The sorceress walked to her side and put her hand on her shoulder comfortingly. The queen calmed down instantly, "They don't need to go to Gos Velen, I will stay here to guide, I If it’s not enough, isn’t there Master Mossak?”

The druid nodded, and touched the girl's small head with a warm big hand, "The way of nature involves the use of chaotic energy, so please speak up if you need it."

"And the reason why sorceresses can't bear children is not because of the power they possess." A trace of sadness flashed across Yennefer's pretty face, and she recalled the sad and painful past, "It's extremely inhumane and unnecessary. Magic transformation."

"I promise, Shirley and the little princess in your stomach will never have any problems in this regard!"

Calanthe took a deep breath and relaxed his tense body.

"Under gradual training, they will rely on the power of their blood to stand tall in this crisis-ridden world..." The sorceress' voice was soft but powerful, "Protect yourself, protect your loved ones, and even help you achieve the great cause of restoring your country!"

"Xi Li is extremely talented, and can definitely become a powerful warlock who can summon wind and rain!"

"And you all should have seen it, during the battle of Suo Dengshan, the two warlocks had a huge impact on the entire war!"

"Siri, learn magic and help Cintra fight?" Calanthe shook his head, his emerald green eyes turned to the opposite, although he knew a little bit, he was still a mischievous little granddaughter——Imagine it, her own girl Standing in the army, palms belch flames and lightning.

But the rain of arrows like a tide fell towards the top of their heads again.

Let them be at stake in an instant!

"No!" Calanthe said emotionally and sincerely, "Recovering Cintra is my responsibility alone, it is my burden. It does not belong to Ciri, or my youngest daughter."

"I only want them to live a healthy and happy life." During the period when her granddaughter disappeared, she reflected on it countless times, and she had already figured it out, "I don't want more!"

"No problem at all!" Yennefer nodded, looking at Ciri with loving eyes, "As long as they make good use of their talents, ordinary soldiers can't hurt them even without our protection."

"Ms. Yennefer..." Calanthe hesitated for a moment, "Why are you so kind to Ciri? Thinking of her everywhere?"

"I guess it's Aiwujiwu." Kratz took a sip of mead, his tone slightly sour, "Auntie doesn't know, she has a very close relationship with Geralt. And the relationship between the white-haired witcher and little Ciri , isn’t there a law of accidents?”

"Fate again?" Calanthe's mouth twitched, but at the same time he let out a sigh of relief.

Geralt had amply demonstrated that he cared for Ciri.

Fate is sometimes more reliable than blood relationship.

"It's not just Geralt..." Yennefer suddenly held the little girl's hand tightly, turning her violet eyes to those emerald green eyes.

Two pairs of eyes reflect each other's appearance,

"If I hadn't been forcibly transformed by Aretusa and lost my fertility, I would have been married long ago, and I should have such a lovely daughter."

"Hmph, Ms. Ye, don't you like calling me an ugly girl?" Shirley pursed her lips, "Why do you call me cute?"

"..."

"Cintra's lion cub is not cute I don't know...but she is 100% troublesome," King Bran joked, "She has been to the islands for summer and winter, causing chaos and mischief more than once, I remember one Back then, she transformed Bierna’s favorite piece of underwear into a fishing net, and Halma and Caris used it to catch a fat fish and hand it to the cook,” Bran held his wife’s hand and smiled, "Birna almost passed out at that time."

"She gave you a lot of headaches, didn't she?"

The sorceress smiled.

"Then please, Yennefer." Calanthe said, "In the days to come, Ciri, and the child in my belly, I hope you can guide me carefully."

The sorceress nodded with a smile.

But King Bran noticed that the little girl began to yawn frequently.

"The two of you will be exhausted tonight, so that's the end of the discussion? Wait until tomorrow morning, and go to pay homage to East together."

"Then can I sleep with grandma? I want to hug the baby." Shirley blinked her eyes wide.

"Girl, if you don't want your future aunt to have an accident, just sleep with me obediently!" said the sorceress.

"Humph!"

……

The next morning, a warm golden sun hung over Little Skellige, the air was hot and humid, and a thick, sticky mist rose from the sea.

A ray of sunlight illuminated the hilltop to the north of the castle.

The grandchildren of Calanthe and the sorceress came to a white marble tombstone along the long stone staircase.

"Grandpa... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have run around mischievously back then. If I had been by your side all the time, you would have been fine..." The little girl knelt in front of the straw mat, rubbing the epitaph on the stone tablet with one hand, and wiping it with the other. burst into tears,

"Little girl, what does this have to do with you? You want to fight the Heijia army even if you have thin arms and short legs?" Ye shook his head and laughed.

"I'm incompetent." Calanthe blamed himself, "Master Roy had told me the fate of the country in advance. I prepared for half a year, but I still couldn't change the ending!"

"Wait, what do you mean by informing in advance?" The sorceress raised her slender eyebrows. During the few months at Gawain's House, she could hear this guy's name with calluses. What initiated the brotherhood initiative? The strongest demon hunter who tamed griffins, why did he enter another realm and slaughtered a dragon, "Could it be possible that he also knows prophecy and astrology?"

Calanthe nodded, lovingly stroking the thick padded jacket on her stomach, half grateful, half sad.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears, I wouldn't have believed it. A demon hunter had completely guessed the whole process of the Battle of Cintra! And the ending of East..."

"It's so detailed, it doesn't sound like an ordinary prophecy."

"Master Roy has helped Sintra a lot, but unfortunately we failed his expectations. But I still owe him one thing."

"What do you mean?"

"He's going to leave my little daughter as a reward for the law of accidents." Calanthe sighed with a complicated expression on her face. Now she is not so against the law of accidents of the witcher, after all, it saved her little Siri.

The sorceress' pale face froze for a moment.

Violet eyes flicked across the round face of Cintra's queen.

You have a close relationship with the witcher.

Geralt is leaving your granddaughter Ciri, and Roy has ordered the child in your womb.

How do you feel that the dignified queen has become a production tool for the demon hunter?

The sorceress seemed to smell a conspiracy.

Ciri punched the air, "Two years ago Roy led Geralt to rescue me from Brokleon Dryad Queen Esna, and later helped Geralt in Outlivia, Uncle Yurga The family found me!"

"It's a pity that there are villains looking for him everywhere, and he dare not show up at Gawain's House."

"It's such a coincidence, there is no bond of unexpected law between you, why can he always find you?" The sorceress was very surprised, looking at the sparkling sea outside the mountain, and muttered to herself.

"Roy gave me a very friendly feeling, just like the so-called what happened at first sight."

"It was like old friends at first sight!"

Ciri frowned into caterpillars, nodded and recalled, "It's very similar to how I feel about my aunt."

"Tell me carefully." For the first time, Calanther knew what her granddaughter was thinking.

"A feeling of being connected by blood."

"..."

The expressions of the two adult ladies present became very exciting.

Tong Yan Wuji.

The little princess of Cintra is in the blood of the witcher.

The two moved their lips, but they hadn't figured out how to deal with the little girl who opened her mouth to talk nonsense.

In the next second, the situation suddenly changed in this peaceful graveyard.

A huge gap was suddenly torn open in the space, and a figure in a pitch-black cloak jumped out lightly and landed in front of the three of them.

The radiance of the rising sun illuminated his short black hair, the crossed bone hilt behind his shoulders, the Viper pendant on his chest, and the big sunglasses that covered half of his face.

He glanced at the three people in front of him, and was stunned for a tenth of a second. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but that smile was embarrassing no matter how you looked at it.

"Good morning, Calanthe, Ciri, and Ms. Yennefer."

The pupils of the sunglasses turned to the petite but curvy female sorceress. Roy sniffed the indescribable scent of clove and gooseberry perfume in his nose. Unique and mysterious, it is no wonder that Geralt is fascinated and obsessed with it.