The Death Knell

The noise in the hotel lobby, the sound of the band playing, and the ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong sounds caused by the fight in the corner all seemed to be far away from our demon hunter in an instant.

In his golden pupils, soon only the slim figure beside the table was left in the flickering lights.

"You are here."

The woman wearing a black hooded cloak let out a chuckle, like a leaf falling on the water, so soft that you couldn't even hear what it meant.

"A man who is supposed to retire is running around with my ugly daughter. Can't I even come and take a look?"

Geralt strode over and sat at the table. Dandelion quickly brought him a drink.

"My silver sword is a little worn. I came out to find the blacksmith."

Another sorceress wearing a green cloak at the table shook her head. She lay low on the table, as if she didn't want people to see her face.

"So you have been away from Toussaint for more than half a year, just to find a blacksmith in Novigrad."

Geralt didn't seem to hear her sarcasm. He picked up the glass and drank it, stroking his beard.

Mead, he didn't really like mead.

"Actually, the original plan was to sail from Novigrad to Skellige. The blacksmiths there are better."

"Everyone, this doesn't seem like a good place to discuss things. How about going upstairs?"

Dandelion held his hat and moved to the table. The fight in the corner of the hotel was spreading, and more and more people were getting involved.

He suggested that Geralt and the sorceresses go upstairs to find a room to chat. The guards would be here soon.

Although the witch hunting activities have stopped now, Novigrad's attitude towards the sorceresses is still very unfriendly. If you don't want any bloody conflict to break out, it's best not to fight head-on with the guards.

But how could Geralt let others mess around in his friend's hotel?

"You guys go upstairs, I haven't boxed in a long time."

The woman in black cloak pulled Shiri away without hesitation, and the others followed.

Su Ming glanced at Geralt, who jumped into the battle circle, and shrugged. It was better for him not to play with these drunkards. They were just ordinary people and there was no point in them.

He followed a group of people upstairs.

Dandelion obviously put great thought into the hotel. The large room upstairs was decorated very elegantly, not only with beautiful carpets, but also with many decorations brought from the far East.

Large pieces of silk were wrapped around the bedposts, colorful pillows filled the entire room, red flowers that Su Ming didn't recognize bloomed in the flowerpots in the corner, and the lights of the entire city could be seen outside the window.

Ciri hugged the sorceresses one by one, and she was very happy to tell them what happened along the way.

However, the woman in the black cloak just touched Xili's face and turned her attention to Su Ming. Naturally, they came here not to see Xili, but because they had business matters.

She lifted her hood, and her wavy black hair was spread over her shoulders. Ciri's shadow was reflected in her violet eyes. She could see that she was raising an eyebrow and looking at the strange man.

Just a short moment later, she began to introduce her group to the outsiders.

"I am Yennefer of Vengerberg, this is Triss of Maribor, Philippa of Tritog, Fringilla of Toussaint, Margarita of Arethusa, Caria Kayla Metz in St. Petersburg, Ida Emin in the Blue Mountains..."

Yes, they were not the two people Su Ming imagined at all.

Maybe he could foresee the arrival of Yennefer and Triss. After all, it was about Ciri, and they would definitely come.

But now, Su Ming wanted to ask Geralt, where did he download the harem mod?

Yennefer summoned almost half of the sorceresses' coven.

After the last invasion of the Wild Hunt, Yennefer, Triss, and Philippa began to reorganize the sorceress coven. After all, many people died in the third Nilfgaard invasion or the witch hunt in the north.

They still need to train apprentices or exchange information from around the world, and the organization of the Assembly House must exist.

Even if some of them don't have a good relationship, with the assembly center, there are more opportunities to understand the enemy, right?

However, those present were either Yennefer’s friends, Triss’s friends, or Geralt’s acquaintances.

"I'm honored, ladies, I'm Slade from New York." Su Ming took off his helmet and showed a friendly smile to each of them: "But it's just for Shirley to go to school, it's not worth running all the way. Would you like to go there? Especially the 'Coral' in the Blue Mountains, aren't you completely reclusive?"

The elf sorceress took off her hood, still holding her black cat in her arms, and found a cushion to sit on.

"You really know our affairs very well, but the purpose of our coming here is not just for Shirley, but because of your appearance."

Su Ming nodded, he guessed that was the case.

"It seems that Xili has told you a lot of things, but your vision is still so sharp. Is it because of Bai Shuang's matter?"

The witches also took off their hoods, revealing their beautiful faces. They each found a place and sat down in different postures.

Only Yennefer still stood with Ciri.

The black-haired sorceress nodded: "The Wild Hunt is not the source of the problem, the hoarfrost is. It will swallow up different worlds, just like the world of the Wild Hunt, swallowing up ours. The Wild Hunt is just the beast that it drives away. .”

The blind Philippa sat firmly on the sofa like a normal person. She grabbed the armrest, her fingers seemed to feel its texture, and she asked Su Ming questions.

"Last time Xiri closed the connection between our two worlds, our world was temporarily safe, but do you know about the Ouroboros Cult?"

"Skellige's mysterious underground religion. They believe that we live in a vast universe. This universe is a different world, and from the center of the universe, there is a mysterious phenomenon called hoarfrost."

Su Ming told his information. He remembered that there was a book in the game that mentioned the record of Ouroboros. Thanks to the fusion of his soul and his new body, he remembers everything from his previous life very clearly.

"When white frost comes to a world, within a few decades there will be no life in that world. Ouroboros calls it the reshaping of the universe. Their sect's symbol is what they call reincarnation." Triss sorted it out. Her red hair and cloak made her hair look messy, she added.

Speaking of hoar frost, Su Ming felt that his previous earth seemed to have experienced such a restart.

It took two ice ages to determine humanity's current status, otherwise dinosaurs would still be running around all over the place.

But that's not important. The white frost is not that cold. It is more like cleaning up civilizations whose productivity and technology cannot reach a certain level.

Yennefer hugged Shiri and sat down, semi-forcedly pressed Shiri's head on her shoulder, and helped her arrange her hair: "Everyone who studies mysticism knows Islin's prophecy. She predicted the destruction of the world.”

"The age of sword and ax is coming, the age of wolf blizzard is coming, the age of frost and white light is coming, the age of madness and shame is coming. The end of the age, the world will be destroyed in frost and snow in the new sunshine Under rebirth, the ancient bloodline will be reborn, reborn from a seed that has been sown long ago, a seed that will not sprout but burst into flames."

Su Ming retells the content of the prophecy completely. The prophecy of the white elf Islin runs through the whole wizard game. Almost any book involving occultism will have different readings of this passage.

Many guys who call themselves fortune tellers talk about Islin's prophecies, but they regard the wellhead with the moon hanging on it as the sky. But the sorceresses won't, at least not Yennefer and the others who have seen hoarfrost with their own eyes.

"That's absolutely correct. Your memory of the occult is impressive, and you are much easier to communicate with than a certain demon hunter." Yennefer pointedly sarcastically mocked someone who was not present.

Some of the sorceresses snickered tacitly, but Yennefer quickly continued.

"The prophecy is true, then Xili is the last hope of the world. We can't let her leave. You won't go anywhere, right? Little Xili?"

Ciri wanted to resist, but Yennefer's majestic eyes were staring at her, so she could only stick out her tongue and make faces.

"Although I don't want to interrupt the exchange of feelings between you mother and daughter, I want to remind you."

Su Ming cleared his throat and sat on the carpet. He took out wine bottles and snacks from his backpack and distributed them to each woman:

"That's only half of the prophecy. The other half is 'all living things will die, only the elves will rise'... In other words, if you follow the prophecy, only Ada will survive. , or are you planning to gamble your luck with a quarter of your elf blood, Yennefer?"

Everyone fell into silence, except for Philippa, the oldest witch who was well-informed and still calmly trying to open the wine bottle.

Su Ming unplugged the cork for her and handed her a wooden cup: "Let me tell you, no matter where the fire is spread in any world, it symbolizes the continuation of reincarnation, and the only way out is resistance."

"You want to fight the universe?" The short-haired Fringilla opened her eyes wide, as if she heard something incredible.

Su Ming poured himself a drink calmly and showed a faint smile: "Why not? How can a mere cosmic disaster represent the will of the universe?"

Yennefer held her chin and thought, while Ciri took the opportunity to escape from her arms, hid behind Triss, and breathed a sigh of relief.

And Triss was lowering her head unconsciously, tracing the lines of the carpet with her slender fingers, and she was also thinking.

However, Philippa, who was blind, could see it most clearly. She knew that there must be a solution to this problem raised by the aliens, otherwise she would not be able to embarrass everyone at this time.

She took a sip of the wine from another world and put down the glass very gracefully: "Tell me, Slade of New York, what is your plan?"

"In my world, a great man once said - when there is not enough noodles, add garlic. Then, when magic cannot solve the problem, use science to solve it."

"ha?"

Many sorceresses showed blank expressions at the same time. What is this?