Demon Hunter and His Hut

"Why are you here?!"

When Ye Naifa saw Triss when they set off, she couldn't help but screamed.

"It's Philippa..."

"No, I did it voluntarily. I just told her that you couldn't do it alone, and she agreed."

"After all, this is a life-threatening mission, so she won't think too much about it."

"Are you crazy? Do you know what it means to go into a castle?"

"Of course I know, and I also know your purpose for keeping me outside."

Faced with Ye Naifa's aggressiveness, Triss would selectively back down in the past, but this time she did not back down at all, raised her head high, and looked firmly at Ye Naifa.

"I admit that my feelings for Geralt are different from others, but I also cherish our friendship. You plan to bring Geralt out at all costs, and then fulfill us?"

Triss shook her head.

"I don't accept it, and I don't want to take advantage of others. If that day comes, I'd rather let him choose by himself!"

Triss said these few words so forcefully that Ye Naifa was speechless for a moment.

"Okay, let's go together."

The two passed through layers of blockades. At this time, the snow in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, and they had to wear hoods to wrap themselves tightly.

On a hill in the distance, an owl watched all this silently.

At the same time, in a tent behind, Wigfortz seemed to be aware of what happened here.

"It's really not like you, Wigfortz, you wouldn't allow this kind of betrayal and petty tricks normally."

Francesca looked at the man beside her, "You don't have to worry about what Yennefer really brought back, especially the one you care about so much."

"She won't get anything." Wigfortz replied coldly.

"Although I have only met him once, I believe in my own judgment. That Roger is not the kind of person who will easily change his thoughts and judgments because of others."

"No matter what Yennefer will do, all she can expect from Roger is failure."

There was a gloomy look in his eyes, "If you have seen him, you will deeply feel the horror of that man. He cannot exist, and he must be killed no matter what the price is."

"Are you afraid?"

Francesca looked surprised. In the past, such words were an offense to Wigfortz.

But this time Wigfortz not only didn't get angry, he didn't even make any rebuttals.

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"Any plans?"

Braving the wind and snow, when she was about to approach the castle path, Triss said to Yennefer, "I know what you think, but I don't want you to hurt anyone here."

"Don't think of me as vicious, I also cherish everyone here."

Yennefer said coldly, "Maybe there is no way to use spells there, we need to use potions to control Geralt."

"Demon hunters have high drug resistance." Triss couldn't help but say.

"I'm well prepared."

After a long silence, the two who were blown by the cold wind could barely open their mouths.

"And then?" Triss asked further.

"Go to Roger, hope he is willing to give Geralt a way out..."

"What?!" Triss was surprised.

"Don't you understand the strength of that man?" Ye Naifa said.

"We can't take Geralt away without telling him, even Wigfortz is not his opponent, and we can't."

"But..." Triss still couldn't accept the practice of pinning her success on the pity of others.

There was silence around the castle, until they walked on the only stone bridge, the two could still feel the magical energy in their bodies.

There didn't seem to be any defenses around them, so they just swaggered to the iron gate of the castle, and it didn't take long before they entered the warm hall.

"Yennefer..." After hearing the news, Geralt rushed over immediately, his eyes met, and complicated emotions were conveyed in it. It was not until a long time later that Geralt discovered that Triss was also at the same time. follow.

"You..." He looked puzzled.

"Triss went back too late. We were discovered. We had no choice but to escape here." Ye Naifa explained casually.

"What happened just now?" Triss changed the subject, "I thought..."

"Think you won't see us here?" With hearty laughter, Vesemir strode forward.

"It's Roger, he's already prepared around Kaer Morhen." Lambert jumped out, he had always been at odds with Triss.

At this time, the look in the eyes was full of pride.

Everyone chattered and repeated the experience just now.

"I brought another message. Seeing that the magic has expired, they are gathering troops and will launch an attack at dawn."

"Although there are no large siege equipment, they are well-equipped and numerous. Many of the so-called mercenaries are well-trained Nilfgaardian soldiers. The leader is a notorious guy."

"Leo Bonnet!"

"It's him?!" Escal frowned.

Leo Bonnet is only there for the money, and this guy has a bloody title.

Witcher slayer.

"Not only that, but Philippa also sent someone to contact the royal family of Kaedwen. The nearby army is dispatching overnight. They want to surround the entire valley."

"Large equipment will be delivered one after another..."

Speaking of this, Ye Naifa glanced at Roger, "You can counteract the attack launched by the warlock group, so what about the trebuchet?"

"Or a battering ram?"

Everyone's face darkened instantly.

"Are you prepared to deal with these weapons?" She said the last sentence to Roger.

Roger turned his head and missed Yennefer's gaze, and did not answer the question.

"What preparations have you all made?"

There was silence in the hall, and everyone looked at Roger.

"No preparations." Roger shrugged.

"Don't you believe us?!" Ye Naifer suddenly raised the volume.

"Do you think we came here with a special purpose?"

"Think I'm a spy sent by Philippa?"

"We didn't mean that," Geralt explained dryly.

"Come here, it must be extremely cold outside, come and warm up by the fire." Vesemir smoothed things over.

"You know we trust you, and always have."

After speaking, he patted Geralt on the shoulder and gave the latter a look.

"Your boots are full of snow, change to a pair of dry ones, go to my room, there are the clothes you left last time."

Geralt said.

Ye Naifa's face was slightly relaxed, and she waved to Triss before leaving.

"Let's go together, you need to change too."

Triss nodded, understanding the meaning in Yennefer's eyes.

The three left along the stairs, and the others also returned to their posts, although Roger's gift just now gave everyone confidence. Of course, Vesemir wouldn't drink and warm himself in the hall unscrupulously.

He still arranged for other demon hunters to be responsible for patrolling around.

Only Roger went back to his room alone.

This time he didn't wait too long, and there was a knock on the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

The door opened slightly, revealing half of Yennefer's face.

Immediately, the sorceress saw Roger sitting at the table and the two empty wine glasses placed on it.

"You knew I was coming?"

My heart sank violently.

Roger smiled, "Although I don't know what method you used, I hope it won't bring too much side effect to Geralt."

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