The Divine Hunter

Nuocheng Dance Hall.

Ornate crystal lights flickered gently from the ceiling, illuminating the stage bard in blue notched lapels, puff-sleeved bodice, and stylish iris-trimmed hats.

The melodious voice faded as he plucked the lute strings.

After singing the song, he bent down slightly and bowed to the crowd.

The crowd responded with thunderous applause and cheers.

An audience member stood up,

"Master Dandelion, thank you." He was as short and stout as a stone mound, his thick beard fell to his belly, and his voice was loud and strong, "Allow me, Yarpan Zigrin, escort of the eternal fire, The dwarf who was once pointed out by the witcher - I pay tribute to you, who is called the world's first natural sound, and I believe that all the audience here agrees with my point of view."

The dwarves looked around—the audience was more than 200 people, including humans, non-human races such as dwarves and elf gnomes, warlocks with long hair and shawls, and sexy and enchanting dream-seekers.

The sackcloth and linen dealers and the lavishly dressed nobles gathered together, crowding the entire singing and dancing hall. The extremely expensive membership seats that few people cared about a few days ago were filled with the big figures in the city - the head collectors of the Nuocheng gangster, The Beggar King, Butcher Cliff, and even His Excellency the Archbishop of Eternal Fire were all present.

Some audience members could not buy seats, or stood in the aisle, or sat on the red carpet next to the chairs, and some simply straddled the parapet next to the stairs.

But this time no one will be offended by the rudeness, they nod to each other, whisper to each other, a few big shirtless men raise their glasses and cheer, a few women bask in the epic lyric , sobbing softly, wiping her eyes.

"Your Brotherhood of the Witchers is amazing. You should spread it all over the world, Kaldwin, Redania, Temeria, Aedirn, and even the far north down the Dragon Mountains Cowell, let all northerners listen and let them know the heroes behind the crisis."

"Let some people repent for the ignorant and stupid slander and slander in the past, and sincerely apologize to the witcher!"

The dwarves Bernie, Regan Dahlberg, and Brother Pauly who were beside Alpan nodded heavily with reddened faces.

Some of the sackcloth peasants in the crowd looked ashamed.

"But I'm a little bit dissatisfied. When will you be able to create a sequel? You can't whet everyone's appetite and you're done? Demon hunters slaughtered monsters, saved countless lives, and completely wiped out the wandering creatures in the sky. Wild Hunt, helping the mages in the north to prevent the coup d’etat of Sinid Island, indirectly causing the Northern Alliance to join the homeland defense battle of Her Majesty Queen Mivi of Livia, and keeping the Black Armored Army out of the door.”

"But what happened next? Has the disaster that endangered the entire world been resolved... I heard from the people who moved here from Goth Velen, the sea next to the island is still frozen, and it has almost become an ingenious place. Miracles at sea, defiant mages even erected witcher effigies in Eredusa."

"Yes, even if you don't intend to continue singing, you should tell us..." Miss Kerin Tilly's big eyes flickered, "the young witcher and those two lovely and respectable little ladies are prophesying What do you see at the end of Hoarfrost?"

"How do you say it?" Dandelion showed a mysterious smile, "Everything in the world has a positive and negative side, there are good people and bad people, hot and cold, strong and weak. Blood is the positive side, then Hoarfrost is the negative side.

One creates space-time rifts, and the other constantly repairs. They were born at the same time, struggled with each other, entangled like fateful twins for thousands of years. "

"So did they succeed! Did the ancient blood triumph?"

"You are nonsense!" Archbishop Cyrus Helmfat and shapeshifter Gigi, who was sitting on the second floor, said loudly, stroking his chin, "If they fail, the catastrophe should have come.

Where can we mortals have a chance to sit in a ballroom drinking and having fun, and where can we pray to the great eternal fire? "

Burning text

"Dwarf brothers, beautiful lady, you must be drunk." Collector Gawain Samsa quipped.

"No no, you all misunderstood what I meant. Hoarfrost has undoubtedly disappeared, but have the three heroes returned alive?" Yarpan's puffy eyes looked at the bard with a trace of tension and anticipation.

Under the stage, the people touched by the song just held their breaths and pricked up their ears, for fear of seeing a shake of their head.

"Haha, everyone..." Dandelion smiled and said mysteriously, "Maybe one day in the future, when you are walking in the wild and being harassed by monsters, you will know the answer."

"Now, please forgive me for my temporary retirement! In addition, for at least the next month, I have to travel far away, and I can't perform for everyone! Please forgive me." Dandelion bowed apologetically and turned his eyes to the door of the ballroom , a brown-haired girl with brown hair behind her head, her big black eyes sparkling with innocence and childishness, a simple and cute girl stood there and waved to him.

He jumped off the stage with his lute in his arms, kept waving to the enthusiastic audience around him, and walked right over.

"Ms. Casca... is everyone ready?"

"Master Dan, everyone has already arrived, and you are the only one left. But is it really good for you to leave Ms. Priscilla in Keville alone?"

"Cough cough!" Dandelion said with a righteous look on his fingers, "Am I not sacrificing myself? Aren't several couples waiting for me to host an unprecedented wedding in another world for them? If it wasn't for this Old friends, how could I leave my sweet wife and fanatical fans behind?"

"And think about it, witchers, sorceresses, female night devils, high-ranking vampires, and a bunch of stinking Ain El, Ain Sheidi, to such a far, utterly unfamiliar place , if there is no interesting poet to adjust and adjust in the middle, how boring and boring life will be, it is a kind of torture!"

"Wait, ma'am, shouldn't we take the carriage to Gawain's house and board the boat?"

The girl outlines with her hands, and the magical aura transforms into a prismatic portal.

"That's too slow!"

The girl pulled him and jumped in together.

Turn around.

next second.

When Dandelion came back to his senses, he was already standing by the side of a huge brig, his eyes inadvertently looked over the guardrail, and he was dizzy. Passing by quickly, it is as small as an ant.

Looking around, the sky is as clear as a lake, and the white clouds are dotted in it, changing all kinds of strange shapes.

There was a suffocating cold wind in the air, which stretched the sails like flags, and the crossed sword-bladed patterns gleamed golden in the high sun.

And in the center of the hull, familiar guys chatted in full swing.

Ivar Evil Eye swung his right fist with pride, depicting a bright future with Leto, Serret, Ox, the new four Snakes, Geralt and Yennefer standing side by side by the boat to enjoy the scenery, Vesemir and Mrs. Mariel whispered into their ears, Iskar clasped the slender waist of the giggling Night Demon, Lambert flirted with Lydia and Cantila, Kayane and Ian. Flynn is serious about studying a "death knell", and Ignatius sings her newly learned opera to Cohen.

Owl, Cohen, and Aiden are surrounded by a group of apprentices, Carl, Arkham, Monty, and Angullan, and tell stories of past adventures.

Dressed up Coral, Triss, is maintaining a magical barrier with a group of Ain Eld wizards, helping the black ship to resist the cold wind in the sky.

"Hey, Dandelion, you're late! I'm punishing you to sing a song for everyone!"

Dressed in a light hunting outfit, a heroic, yet beautiful girl secretly came to him.

The silver ponytail on the back of the head, the badges of the wolf pie and the snake pie on the chest swayed excitedly, and the corners of the mouth also grinned cheerfully,

"Ciri, how did you dress up like a witcher, who gave you two swords, two badges? Your grandmother would let you go?"

Dandelion plucked the strings to produce a beautiful note.

"Well...you don't know? Not long ago, Roy and I met Emhyr Enris who abandoned his wife and daughter with the help of the blood of the ancients."

"What does this have to do with my question?"

"Under the persuasion of Roy and I, the emperor of the south deeply realized his mistake and voluntarily returned Sintra to Grandma Calanser. Grandma solved the problem and gave me freedom when she was happy!"

Dandelion was suddenly full of slander, the white flames flying on the enemy's grave, and how did the Nilfgaardian ruler be persuaded in a few words, the process must be very unusual, and it is worth writing about, in the future, I have to find a way to get rid of her Take it out and use it as a subject for poetry creation!

In the blink of an eye, he even thought of a name, and it was called - "The Girl Who Made Emperor Emhyr Submit"

"It's a pity that little Elene was forcibly detained by her grandmother, saying that she would inherit the throne of Sintra in the future!"

Ciri interrupted him with a murmur,

"But I don't have the slightest interest in Sintra or the King of Ain El. I just like to accompany everyone on adventures!"

"Okay, Ciri the Witcher, congratulations on your freedom! Seriously, where is our navigator Roy?"

"Foremost!"

A hooded and cloaked man stepped on one foot on the conical ram of the bow.

He was carrying two swords, and behind the two swords was a crossbow.

He raised his right hand and shouted,

"Get ready, everyone, close your eyes, hold your breath, and be silent for dozens of seconds!"

Swah——

The black ship froze and moved forward again. The sharp collision angle cut through the void, and the whole ship quickly submerged into it and disappeared.

Darkness, nothingness.

After a short and indescribably wonderful journey.

The eyes of everyone have regained light!

The black ship has entered a completely unfamiliar world.

It was clearly summer and autumn before, but it was winter here.

The cold wind whistled past.

Beneath the black ship, the vast expanse of land, the lonely high peaks are covered with snow, and hundreds of never-before-seen plants are swaying in intoxicating greenery.

Everyone on the boat looked down and saw countless novel creatures - foxes, badgers, mud crabs, saber-toothed tigers, even gray-skinned giants carrying wooden sticks on several floors, and giant giant elephants with thick manes.

Farther away, a magnificent city was built on a stone mountain. The golden light from the sky covered it with a gauze. The ancient city wall stood proudly in the clear light, full of tranquility and vitality.

"We went to Skyrim Province?"

Ciri blushed and danced with excitement,

"Xueman City Imperial Flag Mare Inn has a special kind of Yalong ale?"

Oakes licked his lips,

"The devil is teasing humans everywhere?"

Leto and Owl looked at each other,

"Can the warriors of the comrade-in-arms transform into powerful werewolves? How is it different from the curser form?"

An Gulan murmured curiously,

"A brand new spell system and enchanting system?"

Kalkstein's eyes gleamed,

"Another vampire?"

Regis the barber rubbed his chin.

"And the dragons are killing people, setting fires, and spreading destruction?" Ciri shouted,

"Roy, I can't wait, take us to slay the dragon!"

The black-haired and silver-eyed witcher on the bow turned his head. He saw smiling, extremely kind faces, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help grinning with a hearty smile.

"Don't worry, brothers and sisters, we first have to find Lord Balgruuf of Snowman City and two of my old friends to discuss it. It's best to rent a place to serve as the Snowman City Branch of Skyrim Province of the Witcher Brotherhood. , a new beginning!"

"So there will be other branches in the future?"

"uh-huh."

"What are you waiting for!"

...

The black ship full of laughter and laughter slowly descended from the sky and sailed towards Xueman for a brand new adventure.

"The light of the silver sword penetrates the darkness, and the brilliance of the seal dispels the haze."

The strings of the lute ding-dong like spring water.

Dandelion's passionate singing fell from the sky.

"Old stories end, new adventures begin, and our legend never ends!"

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