Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

In the early morning, the sky was just getting dark.

In the spacious guest room on the second floor of the Black Knight Tavern.

Gordon opened his eyes from his deep sleep and saw Evoni sitting up next to him and getting ready to get up.

Gordon immediately stretched out his hand, grabbed Yevni's smooth body into his arms, and said dissatisfied: "Why did you only come back last night and have to leave so early today?"

"The last time we found the Necromancer in the Dathrasl Forest was too serious. Now the Sorceresses Alliance and the Kingdom of San Feidir have sent people to investigate..."

"Also, we have just arrived in the north, and we are not familiar with many things. There will be a lot of things to do during this period, and I won't be able to accompany you..."

Yevni raised her hand to hold down Gordon's flailing hand and said.

"Then you came here specifically to make up for me last night?"

Gordon was even more dissatisfied, but he knew the seriousness of the matter and hummed.

"Yes, you were so exhausted the day before yesterday..."

Eveni smiled.

"You are so busy, so why don't I think Leia is not busy at all? She came back on the first night."

"And Tesili, she came back the day before yesterday, and you are the busiest..."

Gordon continued, burying his head in Yevni's chest and panting continuously.

"Tesili will definitely be busy next, and may even be transferred out of the Kingdom of Saint Fidel."

"As for Leia, she is different. Her personality is not suitable for serving as a mage in any palace, no matter where she is."

"She even joined the Sorceresses' Alliance because of me. She has no sense of presence in the Alliance, and she hasn't had many friends since she was a child."

"But fortunately, she got to know you and Xina this time..."

"After I leave, please help me keep an eye on Leia. She is not stupid, but sometimes she speaks a little childishly..."

"Okay, it's time for me to leave Gordon..."

"Wasn't last night enough..."

"ah..."

"Take it easy..."

"hiss..."

The sounds in the room became quiet.

Not long after, a very rhythmic creaking and shaking sound could be heard in the room.

On this quiet winter morning.

When Gordon arrived at the tavern hall, the sky outside was already quite bright.

Looking around, I saw Xina sitting alone in the corner of the hall by the window.

After placing the order at the bar, Gordon turned around and walked towards Xina with a cup of hot goat milk in his hand.

"Morning, Hina..."

"Good morning Gordon..."

"You're very early today. I just saw Yevni going out in a hurry, not even eating breakfast."

Seeing Gordon, Xina immediately asked.

"I know, she has been busy recently."

"Where's Leia, why didn't you see her today?"

Gordon sat across from Hina, took a sip of hot goat milk to warm his heart and stomach, and said.

"Leia went back to her room yesterday, and she should still be sleeping now."

Xina cut a piece of fried egg and put it in her mouth, and said vaguely.

"Hey, she actually slept alone last night?"

"Didn't she say that she would sleep with you and Eveni from now on?"

Gordon said in surprise.

"Hehe, speaking of this, it has something to do with you."

"What does it have to do with me?"

"Yevni came to my room last night. Leia was going to sleep with Yevni."

"But Yevni had a conversation with Leia, and after saying that Leia was not in a good mood, she went back to her room to sleep."

Xina snickered.

Gordon also laughed, but he couldn't blame himself.

She and Yevni had been holding it in for so long. On the day they arrived, they even had to put the gun back on the string. She finally came back all night.

How could Yevni sleep with that little girl Leia?

Gordon smiled and shook his head, continuing to drink the hot goat milk from the cup.

At this time, the breakfast ordered by Gordon was delivered.

The two of them were eating and chatting, and not long after, they saw Geralt appear in front of the bar.

"Morning, Geralt..."

"morning..."

"Why didn't you see Tesili?"

Seeing Geralt sitting down with a cup of steaming milk in his hand, Gordon asked.

"Leaved early in the morning."

"They are very busy."

Geralt took a sip of the hot milk in the cup and continued, "Where's Yevny, is she gone too?"

"Yes, she said she just arrived here and will be very busy for a while."

Gordon stuffed his mouth with beef brisket and said vaguely.

"Teslie said the same thing, they are always so busy..."

"She also said that she might leave Santa Fidels City for a while..."

Geralt continued to speak, complaining a little, but his tone did not contain any regrets. On the contrary, Gordon could hear that he was a little happy.

Gordon naturally knew why Geralt was happy.

Tesili was here, so he had to be careful when he went out to play, and he was a little nervous when playing.

As soon as Tesili left, Geralt was immediately liberated.

Sensing Geralt's thoughts, Gordon rolled his eyes and said casually, "You seem very happy?"

"Of course...you kid..."

As soon as Geralt spoke, he immediately reacted and glared at Gordon.

Gordon didn't care and continued: "By the way, I won't play Gwent with you today."

In the past few days, except for the first day, Gordon walked around the city of Santa Fedels with Geralt Xinalea and others.

In the next few days, a few people basically drank, chatted and played cards in the Black Knight Tavern.

Snowflakes are falling outside the tavern, and it is warm and warm inside.

An environment that is too comfortable and comfortable can easily weaken people's will and spirit.

Gordon decided to start taking action today.

He was going to make inquiries and find out everything related to the plague, looking for the identity and traces of the "plague maker" Nicholas Nelson.

With the terrifying title of "Plague Maker", he had reason to believe that the other party would definitely leave some traces in this world.

"Why, can't you stay idle anymore?"

Geralt smiled.

He didn't believe that this boy Gordon was simply restless.

Gordon had much more money than him. Even if he took a year off, Gordon would have enough money to spend.

It had only been a few days, but Gordon couldn't rest any longer.

Geralt could sense that something was wrong with this kid, but if he didn't tell him, he wouldn't ask any more questions.

Gordon has always been a bit mysterious.

Whether it's the special seal used by Gordon, the lack of a witcher badge, or some common sense of witchers, Gordon doesn't look like a witcher.

However, his superb swordsmanship and his ability to take potions and other behaviors like Xina made Gordon look like an ordinary demon hunter.

Of course, no matter how mysterious this kid is, with the friendship and relationship between them, those are irrelevant.

"Well, if I want to see more, I might try to go to the square to accept commissioned tasks..."

Gordon nodded and said nothing more.

But he could guess what Geralt should be able to see.

"Go ahead and accept more tasks to increase your knowledge and experience. This will allow you to experience and grow faster, which will be very helpful to you in the future."

"If you need help or if you don't understand anything, just ask me..."

"As for playing Gwent, there are so many people in this tavern, I will let you know that my title of Gwent Master is not for nothing."

Geralt said.

"Well, I know..."

Gordon nodded and smiled.

The three of them ate for a while, and then Leia, wearing a light blue robe, appeared at the bar.

An hour later.

Geralt Sheena and Leia started a game of Gwent in the tavern hall.

Gordon, fully armed and wearing a long black robe, opened the door of the tavern.

"call..."

The cold wind blew towards my face with snowflakes wrapped in it.

Gordon's spirit, which had been so comfortable and lazy these past few days, was immediately lifted.

Soon, the tavern attendant brought Simba.

After not traveling much for a few days, Simba was clearly in good spirits. As soon as he saw Gordon, he immediately trotted towards his master with excitement, shaking his head.

Gordon took the reins, and Simba immediately put his head up and rubbed against Gordon.

Gordon reached out and stroked Simba's horse's face and neck a few times, then stepped onto the horse's back.

The city of Saint-Fidels was too big to travel on foot, and Gordon was not willing to ride in a passenger carriage.

A few months ago, when hailing a carriage in the town of Forovdo, Gordon was deeply impressed by the fact that the driver spat on him.

Although this is the north, discrimination against witchers is almost rare.

But Gordon is still willing to ride a horse. The longer he stays in this world, the more he likes horses.

"Gone..."

Gordon whispered something to Simba underneath him, clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and Simba immediately ran forward happily.

Gordon quickly pulled the reins, not daring to let Simba run too fast.

Otherwise he will be troubled by the patrols in the city.

The cold wind was blowing, and there was light snow in the sky.

Snow can be seen everywhere on the streets, but there is a heavy flow of people and the shops on both sides of the streets will also remove snow.

There isn't much snow on the road.

There are three larger squares in the entire city of Santa Fedels, and each large square has a notice board.

Gordon is now going to the nearest one nearby.

On the first day, he followed Geralt Xinalea and others on horseback to visit the city of Santa Fedels.

Now I'm fairly familiar with the route and don't worry about taking the wrong path.

Snowflakes were falling, Gordon was riding a horse on the street, walking quickly towards the front, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Half an hour later, Gordon appeared in an extremely wide square.

There is a large covered bulletin board next to the square, filled with various large and small commissions.

Gordon stood in front of the bulletin board and took a casual look, and saw various types of commissioned tasks.

What "The Roland family's orange male cat at xxx Green Street is lost, please help find it;"

What "Sickle, No. xxx, Barron Street, is looking for a male dog of the same breed for his family's golden lion dog;"

What about "People are frequently following and molesting women near Tusi Street at night, and we need to invite detectives to investigate..."

Waiting for various commissioned tasks opened Gordon's eyes.

So far, except for the mission he received from the owner of the Hof Tavern to clean the wine cellar in the small village of Lava.

After Gordon met Geralt Sheena, he never performed a single mission again.

The countless tasks on the bulletin board in front of him now made Gordon gain knowledge and also face difficulties.

Because he had been looking around for a long time, and many of the things he saw were only suitable for mercenary and private detective tasks, and he couldn't find a few that were suitable for him.

As for finding quests related to the plague, there is no such thing.

However, Gordon told Geralt that Sheena's excuse to take the mission was just an excuse.

If there is a suitable task, Gordon may still take it, but if not, it doesn't matter.

If he wanted to find the identity and traces of the "plague maker" Nicholas Nelson, he would probably have to look through information in the library.

Then go to a few more taverns to see if you can find out any news about the plague.

Of course, Gordon's guess is that the undead wizard who appeared in the Great Forest of Dathrasl is the focus of Gordon's attention. Gordon has already told Yevni.

Once traces of the necromancer are found, Yevni will tell Gordon immediately.

In short, the task of finding traces of "plague maker" Nicholas Nelson is difficult and long.

Gordon was already mentally prepared for this.

Scanned all the commissioned tasks on the entire bulletin board.

I found several that suited me, but none that interested him.

Gordon is not short of money for the time being, so he is naturally not interested in paying attention.

I was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, a group of about ten guards in full armor walked quickly towards the bulletin board on horseback.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

The sound of horse hooves thumping on the stone-paved square was heard, and the leading guard shouted loudly before even approaching the bulletin board.

The many mercenaries gathered in front of the bulletin board immediately dispersed, and Gordon led Simba back.

The guards jumped off their horses in front of the bulletin board. The tall and strong guard at the head immediately took out a large notice from his body and posted it on the center of the bulletin board.

It was a dedicated location for the Santa Fedels City Hall, and some small commissions were posted in the wrong place and were directly covered by large notices.

The guards at the city hall left just as quickly as they came.

The sound of horse hooves faded away, and a large number of mercenaries who had just dispersed immediately surrounded them.

"A plague broke out in the village of Kolubel, and many monsters appeared..."

"My God, the reward commission is so high..."

"We need to deal with monsters... Damn it, only the demon hunters can solve those things, not us..."

"With such a high commission, can't we mercenaries do it? With just a silver sword, we can deal with those monsters..."

"You can ask this kind of question. Boy, you are still a rookie... A rookie should talk less, ask more, listen more, and learn more. You think you can pretend to be a witcher with a silver sword. Let me tell you now.

, you won’t even know how you died!”

"Boy, demon hunters rely on magic potions to deal with those monsters. If we take a bite of the magic potion, we will die immediately..."

"Crubel Village seems to be very far away from the city of Santa Fidels..."

"..."

Before they even got close, the mercenaries in front of the bulletin board started talking after seeing the notice posted by the guard.

Gordon's eyes lit up as soon as he heard the word "plague".

Immediately, more discussions came, and Gordon almost didn't need to look at the notice on the bulletin board to already know what the guard had just posted.

There were many mercenaries surrounding the bulletin board, blocking the road. Gordon didn't bother to speak, and led Simba directly to squeeze in.

"Who, who is squeezing me..."

"Damn it, who's squeezing me..."

"Damn, that bastard stepped on me..."

One by one, the mercenaries who were pushed away glared angrily at Gordon, who was pushing forward from behind, and each one was stared back coldly by Gordon.

Wearing a black robe, he is tall and has two swords bulging from his back. He has a cold temperament and dangerous eyes.

With such a attire and temperament, almost all mercenaries with a little experience could guess Gordon's identity, and no one dared to say anything more.

Gordon forced his way to the bulletin board and read the contents of the notice carefully.

He immediately turned around and left the bulletin board, mounted Simba, and walked quickly towards the outside.

A plague event similar to the one in Forovdo town a few months ago occurred in the village of Kolubel.

Gordon needs to go back to the tavern immediately and tell Geralt about this.

Large-scale plague outbreaks are rare in the entire world.

It is unusual for such a sudden and rapid collective epidemic to break out.

"Maybe I can find traces of the "plague maker" this time..."

Gordon's eyes were sharp and he rode quickly towards the Black Knight Tavern.