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Under the night.

In the bush-grown valley, the sound of the stream is clear and sweet.

The sky is particularly clear, and the stars seem to be blinking bright eyes towards all the creatures on the earth.

On a relatively dry ground, Geralt and Dandrien, who were wrapped in cloaks and blankets, were chatting with their other companion.

"She's really a beautiful girl," the bard murmured, "You are very feminine, Geralt. She is tall and well built, and she walks like dancing..."

"Although for my taste, her **** is a bit smaller and her shoulders are a bit too strong, but she is really feminine, especially the pair of apples on her chest, which are about to break through the shirt. Up..."

"Shut up, Dandrien."

The indifference of the Demon Hunter did not stop the bard from talking.

It wasn't until a blonde girl wearing a gray shirt and a long bow appeared that she interrupted the bard's slightly exaggerated teasing:

"Poet, are you talking about me? Did you stare at me as soon as I turned around?"

Smiling, Dandrien lied without changing his face: "Your bow and arrow skills surprised us. You will definitely find no opponent in the archery competition."

"Yeah, I have heard these words a long time ago, and what you want to say next."

"I have read a book and it says that the best archers are from the steppe tribes of Zerikan. I heard that some archers even cut off their left **** so as not to interfere with their archery. It is said that that would block the bowstring."

"This must be made up by some poet." Glancing at the demon hunter in a daze, the tall blond female archer took off the longbow on her back, and said with disdain:

"Do you think I used my chest to shoot arrows? Just pull the bowstring to my face, then stand sideways, like this, nothing will touch the bowstring. Also cutting off the left breast is pure nonsense, it must be something It was thought of by a lazy and full-minded woman-body bastard."

As if unaware of the other party's accusations, Dandrine bowed slightly, and then said:

"Thank you for your kind comments on poets and poems, and thank you for your archery lesson. The bow is really a good weapon. You know what, I think war will develop in this direction, and in future wars, people will be far away. Fight from the distance."

"They will invent a weapon with a fairly long range, and fight each other without seeing each other with the naked eye."

If Lu Qi were here, he would definitely give a thumbs up to the poet's words and exclaimed:

Are you a great prophet? !

But what stood in front of him was Mirva who regarded the bow and arrow as a second life.

The bard is full of wild speculations, but what he gets is the ridicule of the beautiful archer.

Just as the two of them wanted to discuss this topic in depth, Geralt, who was sitting on the side and not knowing what he was thinking, finally said:

"Quiet for a while! My ears are about to become callused."

Hearing that, Dandrien and Milva looked at each other, then sat down...

It was not an accident that the three of them were together, nor was it a beautiful encounter.

A few days ago, Geralt, who was going to find Ciri, learned from Dandrien that the Nilfgaards seemed to be looking for a silver-haired girl.

So Geralt wanted to go south in a whimsical way to find the Nilfgaards and ask them to tell any news or intelligence about Hilly.

If necessary, he planned to go to the emperor nicknamed "White Flame Dancing on Enemy's Grave" and ask him why he was looking for Xili.

Knowing this plan of his friend, Dandrien was muttering "You are simply a lunatic" complaint. However, he still followed the Demon Hunter and set off together.

However, when Geralt and Dandrien had just left Brochiron Forest, crossed the Ribbon River, and came to the vicinity of Brug Fortress, they happened to be confronted by the Nilfgaards and Brugge defenders. fighting.

Just as the two were about to be involved in the war, Mirva, the human female archer sent by Queen Asina, appeared in front of them like a savior.

With the help of this beautiful female archer, the three of them traversed the complicated terrain, through the burning forest, and escaped from the battle smoothly.

Seeing that they could not be persuaded to return to the forest, Mirva decided to take them from the east, bypassing the war-torn area, and arrived at the Yaruja River.

But before that, the three decided to spend one night in this quiet and deserted valley...

. . .

Looking up at the stars in the sky, Milva turned his head and looked at the silent demon hunter:

"I want to know how you plan. We are surrounded by the Nilfgadian army, as well as robbers, rebels, and burning forests. What are your plans?"

"My plan has not changed. I will remain neutral and wait until this battle is over, then go to the south and to the Yaruja River."

"That girl, in the south?"

"I don't know, I can only confirm in person. If she is not in the south, then I will turn around and go north."

"This is your plan?" Mirva snorted: "Go to Nilfgaards to die? And pray for others to let you go and let you go back to the cold north?"

The answer to her was silence.

"Get closer. Dandrien, so do you, let's stay close together to keep warm."

The three people who formed a team temporarily leaned together and listened quietly to the surrounding sounds.

After a long time, the silence was broken:

"I want to tell you one thing, but you must first promise me not to laugh."

"Say it."

"I had a few weird dreams when I was in Brochiron. At first, I thought it was just a baseless fantasy. It was a problem with my head. You know, I got a bite in Sinide. Hit, but I always have the same dream~www.ltnovel.com~It's the same every time."

Hearing this, both Dandrien and Milva were silent, waiting quietly for Geralt's following.

"In my dream, I saw Xili. She rode a variegated horse through a dirty village. The villagers pointed her at her and called her by a strange name."

"She's not alone. Someone is walking with her. A girl with short hair held Hiri's hand and Hiri smiled at her, but I don't like that kind of smile, and I don't like the heavy makeup on her face. ..."

"And what I dislike the most is that wherever she goes, someone will die..."

Milva, who was snuggling close to the demon hunter like a cat, asked keenly: "Where is she? Not in Nilfgard? Or..."

"I don't know." The demon hunter spit out these words with difficulty, and then added: "But I have done this dream several times. The problem is that I don't believe it."

The poet tightened the blanket in his arms and said casually: "Oh, you are such a fool. I believe in this kind of dream."

"I don't know, but I can feel that there is fire in front of her, and death behind her. I must speed up and find her as soon as possible..."

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