Demon Hunter and His Hut

Facing the sudden conflict, Ciri seemed flustered, but she quickly calmed down and calmly dealt with the Scoia'tael members rushing up.

These people looked ferocious, but their real combat skills were much worse than those of Cassirer and Lambert.

Ciri knew that as long as she could overcome her fear, she would definitely win.

At this time, Wei Gefuzi also retreated fiercely after slashing a sword without thinking about his own life. He knew that such a risky move would most likely cause him serious injuries.

But that's better than dying here after a few breaths.

He admitted he was careless.

"Want to go?"

With a smile on his face, Roger fended off the weapon in Wigfortz's hand unhurriedly, and then he took a step forward, and with a slight tremor of his wrist, Wigfortz's weapon came out of his hand.

The warlock, who had no intention of fighting, couldn't care less, jumped onto the low wall behind him, and then took out a black metal ball from his waist and threw it at Roger.

It was a special alchemy bomb, and its power was astonishing, but Wigfortz never thought that he would have a chance to use it one day.

Rumble.

After crossing the courtyard wall, Wigforts heard a violent explosion. He didn't bother to check the results of the battle. He shook his hands quickly and wiped out all the things he carried.

There is no time to think, even if it can hinder the other party for a moment.

The body retreated quickly, and then the full magic power returned to the body.

With no time to recover, Wigfortz mobilized all his strength, and the space behind him collapsed. He had no intention of fighting, and immediately opened the portal.

And at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, a figure seemed to have jumped onto the wall not far away.

Wigfortz turned pale with fright. After becoming a wizard, he had never been so embarrassed.

"quick!"

"faster!"

"ah!"

The veins on his forehead were bulging, his eyes were bloodshot, and Wigfortz's internal organs had already been seriously injured by mobilizing energy so frantically.

His back fell into the phantom of space, and at the same time his body became illusory, Wigfortz felt a sharp cold light coming from a distance.

But at this time, he could no longer control his body to dodge.

There was a tinge of coolness from the lower body, and Wigforts' figure disappeared into the air, while the explosion in the distance was still not over.

"Roger!" Ciri yelled, distracted and nearly being struck in the back by a bearded dwarf.

"Take care of yourself."

Roger's voice came, and the girl saw a figure jumping out of the smoke unscathed.

"Let's go slowly." Roger said softly in the direction that Wigfortez left.

In the original history, this guy had originally cooperated with Emhyr, and His Majesty the Emperor had no idea that he wanted to capture Ciri for his own purposes.

He needs the ancient blood in Ciri.

Not through experimentation, but through inheritance.

She would forcefully bond with Ciri, kill Ciri after the girl became pregnant, and take out the baby and placenta, only in this way could he hope to take that power for himself.

But now.

Roger believed he would never be able to impregnate any female creature.

Well...except...

Stitching?

Cut off from other males and do a graft?

"I made a mistake."

Thinking of this, Roger was also a little annoyed.

But he didn't take it seriously, because with his strength, it was impossible for Wigfortz to leave alive.

Roger let him live now because he is still useful, and killing a Vigoforts can't solve the real problem.

In fact, part of Ye Naifa's opinion was correct, but she didn't understand Roger's strength at all.

And now Roger hopes that Wigfortz can help him push it so that he can solve all the problems at once.

While Roger was thinking, the battle on Ciri's side also ended.

Although the girl was extremely brave, she was only fourteen years old after all.

There was nothing during the battle, but when everything was over and seeing corpses and blood all over the ground, Shirley's expression was somewhat ugly.

Roger didn't care about such small things, as long as he experienced many similar things, he would naturally get used to them.

Vigoforts escaped, but the chaos on Shaned Island is not over yet, and it is foreseeable that this chaos will forever change the pattern of the North and South worlds.

"let's go."

Roger put away his weapon and took the girl's hand.

"Where are we going?" Ciri had a heavy heart. According to Yennefer, she could almost foresee her future destiny.

"Take you to take a good look at the world."

The two rode on the steed brought by Cassirer, and the hooves of the horses pierced through the long corridors of the Rosham Palace. Behind them was the flaming Isle of Thaned.

"This world is so big, we can go to the other side of the sea, or the other side of the mountain."

"Also, don't pay too much attention to the nonsense they told you. Aren't you going to be the second strongest swordsman in the world?"

"Even with Wigfortz as your goal, you still have a long way to go."

"To the other side of the mountain... no one has ever been there before." Ciri was full of longing and anxiety.

"How do we go?"

Roger held the reins on a high mountain, and pointed up to an insignificant point of light in the sky.

"Riding a dragon."

It didn't take long for the incident on Shaned Island to ferment, and its results began to gradually affect the forces of the North and the South.

The Warlock Council was completely split, and many wizards and warlocks either hid in the deep mountains and old forests, away from the political vortex, or actively stood in line to protect themselves.

The wizards headed by Wigforts and Francesca completely fell to the Nilfgaardian Empire, while Philippa and others established the sorceress assembly hall.

Although the overall situation is stable, many forces are looking for the silver-haired girl in the turbulent darkness.

Spy, seer, astrologer, fortune teller.

Everyone tried everything, but the girl seemed to disappear out of thin air.

In addition, there is a secret message circulating in the circle of a small number of people.

The talented wizard Wigfortz suffered what could be called a humiliating defeat.

He let the silver-haired girl escape from his grasp helplessly, and was beaten and fled by a witcher.

Everyone was guessing the identity of this witcher.

Some said it was Geralt the White Wolf, others that it was Vesemir, the oldest, and still others that it was an obscure young man from the School of Griffins.

In addition, in that battle, Wigfortz seemed to be seriously injured, and the originally deep and restrained person became moody.

Especially for some female sorceresses, it seems particularly mean.

And he seems to be preparing some weird experiments, judging from the materials, it may be related to the human body.

To be honest, Roger was really looking forward to Wigfortz thinking of a way to change a set of tools for himself. After all, letting a genius wizard play with the ball is a joyful thing no matter how you think about it.

So time passed, and the weather gradually became colder, when the dust of the Shaned Island incident settled in the winter.

A group of people appeared on the path leading to Kaer Morhen.

This winter, Kaer Morhen seems to be extraordinarily lively.

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