Valley Daisy and the Child of Miracle

Francesca Fantaby?

The young witcher was stunned upon hearing the name.

Valley Daisy, the most beautiful woman in the world, one of the five members of the Brotherhood of Sorcerers's core Talent and Skill Association, Queen of the elven kingdom of Dor Bretanna, one of the eight founders of the Conclave of Sorceresses...

With so many titles and achievements, what is such a big shot doing here?

Was he also searching for that human couple, just like him?

Ailin thought it was unlikely.

After all, even if Francesca is not the Elf Queen now, she is still the leader of this Free Elves and the daughter of Himles Fantabe, one of the few remaining elven sages in the world.

Her status was equivalent to that of a princess of the Elven royal family.

What kind of human couple does the Red-haired Elf want to find that would require the future elven queen to risk her life?

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Francesca noticed the Witcher staring blankly at her and unconsciously shifted her body slightly.

"It's nothing, I just think the name sounds nice."

Ailin snapped out of her daze, quickly gave a perfunctory reply, and then changed the subject:

"I've already told you why I'm here. What about yours?"

"What are you doing here? And who is this Ida you're talking about?"

Francesca didn't reply to the Witcher, but instead asked, "Where did you meet Ada?"

"The day before yesterday morning, at the gates of Ban Ade, that red-haired elf... um... the one you mentioned, Ida, was being escorted in a prison wagon by the King's Guard and wizards of Kedwen, along with several other elves..."

"Impossible, how could Ion Savigny be captured by mere humans..."

Francesca interrupted Ailin, her voice rising in disbelief.

Startled, Ailin quickly stepped forward and covered her mouth with his hand.

He then peered into the camp and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the guards hadn't noticed him.

"Are you crazy? We're in the Kedwen camp!" Ailin warned in a low voice in her ear, and only slowly released her hand after she nodded.

"I...I'm sorry..." Francesca realized her mistake and apologized softly, then asked anxiously, "How could Ian Savigny have been captured by some humans?"

"I don't know about that. Anyway, when I saw her, the red-haired elf was indeed locked in a prison wagon with the other elves and being escorted to Ban Ade."

"Maybe she's not the Ida you're talking about at all..."

Francesca listened to Ailin's words, thought for a moment, and then shook her head:

"Impossible, you're just a witcher, so you wouldn't know."

"Learning mind reading is already difficult enough, but to transmit messages through other people's minds, only a handful of elven sorcerers can do it..."

"Just a Witcher? I'm really sorry..." Ailin rolled her eyes upon hearing this.

But now that you mention it, I seem to vaguely remember that elf named Ada.

Where exactly did I see this name before?

"By the way, were they handcuffed with Aetherium Handcuffs?"

Francesca's question interrupted Ailin's thoughts.

Aetherium Handcuffs can suppress magic?

Ailin thought for a few seconds and said:

"Those elves don't seem to have handcuffs or shackles on their hands or feet... You still haven't answered my question, who exactly is that Aida?"

"Not shackled by the Aetherium ..." Francesca paused for a moment upon hearing this, then noticed the dissatisfaction in the Witcher's tone.

She glanced down at the dagger in her hand, still warm from the Witcher's touch, hesitated for a few seconds, and said:

"The red-haired elf you were commissioned to is Aida Emin Ap Sivini, she is Ain Savini of the Ain Siddi tribe..."

Seeing the Witcher's confused look, Francesca paused for a moment before explaining:

"Aion Savigny means 'the one who knows,' which you can understand as Ida Emin being a sage among the elves."

Ailin remembered.

Like Francesca, Ada Emin was a senior sorceress and a member of the Conclave of Sorceresses; in fact, Ada Emin was much older than Francesca.

And if his memory is correct.

In the original work.

Like Margarita, the elves Ada Emin and Francesca voted in favor of allowing Ciri and Geralt to meet.

Therefore, without involving racial interests, both elves are at least essentially kind.

only...

The absence of the Aetherium shackles indicates that the King's Guard and the wizards certainly did not know Ida's identity...

Why would such a powerful elven sorcerer willingly be imprisoned and enter Ban Ade at this time?

Ailin recalled everything that happened after she came down the mountain.

Kings, nobles, wizards, witchers, and now elves...

Just how many factions were involved in this Apprentice Combat Tournament between the School of the Wolf and the School of the Cat...?

"Also... I came here to find an elf." Francesca's mask shifted.

Elf?

Not a human couple?

Ailin was somewhat surprised and quickly asked, "Who is the elf you're looking for? How do you plan to find this elf?"

"I can't tell you her identity as an elf," Francesca shook her head. "I plan to take her back after these despicable humans find her!"

"Is this the same kind of request Ada gave you?"

"Wrong..."

"You're a witcher who doesn't know how to use teleportation, how are you going to snatch her back and send her away?"

"Could it be..."

"Could it be that Ada's request to you was to capture me and take me back?"

After rambling on to herself, Francesca suddenly became alert and awkwardly took two steps back, almost tripping over a stone.

She steadied herself, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, as if Ailin had tripped her, and said resentfully:

"I won't go back until I find her, even if... even if I can't beat you, you can't catch me."

As she spoke, Francesca pulled a sapphire necklace from the collar of her black nightsuit.

"Buzz~"

The Wolf Emblem trembled slightly.

What is that?!

Upon seeing the necklace, Ailin felt as if countless invisible steel needles were pressing against her entire body.

A strong sense of crisis made his heart race, and his right hand instinctively gripped the hilt of the steel sword. He took a deep breath and managed to suppress the urge to draw his sword.

"Hehe, I'm not here to take you back."

The tingling sensation has lessened.

"The request Ada gave me has nothing to do with you, nor with the elf you're looking for."

The tingling sensation completely disappeared.

The man in black opposite him paused, a hint of embarrassment flashing in his eyes, and tucked the sapphire necklace into his collar.

Ailin breathed a sigh of relief, paused for a moment, and then continued:

"Her request to me was to search for a human couple..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ailin suddenly noticed that Francesca pulled her right hand, and the sapphire necklace that had once again popped out of her collar instantly shimmered with a hazy light.

The next instant, the pricking sensation he felt all over his body intensified dramatically, becoming several times stronger than the initial stinging.

"Buzz!!"

The Wolf Emblem trembled and instantly jumped out of the collar.

Damn it!

That's wrong too!

What a crazy woman Francesca was when she was young!

Ailin's expression suddenly changed, and he took a step forward, extending his right hand behind him.

"Clang!"

The steel sword is drawn.

He immediately circulated his magic power and quickly crossed his hands to form the Oterrohp Sign.

A pale purple, transparent, spherical protective shield formed from the soles of the feet and closed almost simultaneously above the head.

"What's that sound!"

A loud shout came from the direction of the camp behind the pile of stones, followed by the sound of thumping footsteps approaching.

Oops!

The commotion was still noticed.

Ailin cursed inwardly, glaring angrily at Francesca in front of him.

But then he noticed that she nodded to him apologetically, her black mask trembled twice, and then she suddenly disappeared from his sight.

Seeing this incredible scene, the young witcher finally understood why Francesca, despite her poor close-combat skills, had managed to catch him off guard and have a dagger pressed against his back.

She can turn invisible!

"Knock knock knock~"

The guards' footsteps grew closer.

Name: Ailin

[HP: 100%, Stamina: 310/310, MP: 243/410]

My magic power had only recovered to about half, and the illusion created by the Mirage Pearl could only last for about a minute. It was also the kind of crude illusion that was most easily detected as abnormal, and it certainly wouldn't stand up to the guards' observation.

So Ailin gritted his teeth, no longer caring whether the invisible Francesca would take this opportunity to attack him.

After retracting the Otherrhop Magic Shield, he suddenly ran towards the dark cave.

At the same time, the magic power within his body rapidly circulated.

After a ripple appeared on its surface, it blended into the night.

A few seconds later,

Behind the large pile of stones, another group of people arrived; they were the patrol guards who had discovered the unusual situation.

The soldier who arrived first shone his torch and, finding the ground behind the pile of stones empty, complained to the soldiers behind him:

"Teles, why are you being so paranoid tonight?"

The guard, Teres, explained, feeling wronged. "I clearly heard some noise here."

"But there's nothing here!"

"Wait!" The patrol captain interrupted the two men's argument.

He crouched down and, by the light of the fire, carefully examined the ground. Then he took the torch from the soldier beside him and waved it slightly on the ground.

Amidst the dust and the shifting light and shadow, a pair of footprints suddenly appeared.

"Alert!" the captain shouted immediately.

The patrolling spearmen immediately raised their spears with murderous intent and retreated to surround the captain.

With a cold face, the captain raised his torch and followed the trail of footprints, walking forward step by step until he finally stopped in front of the dark cave.

The captain glanced at the unfathomable cave, turned and patted a soldier on the shoulder, saying:

"Trex, congratulations, you might have done something great this time!"

"Hehe... Did someone really break in, Captain?" Teres chuckled sheepishly and scratched his head.

Yes! And there's more than one!

The captain glanced at the ground, then gave the order:

"Thales, go into the tent and report the situation here to Sir Wright. The rest of you stay here with me and don't miss a single sound!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Inside the cave.

Upon being discovered, Ailin immediately rushed into the cave and hid around a corner.

He watched as the distant firelight slowly approached, then stopped at the cave entrance.

"Damn it, we were found out after all!"

Ailin scratched his head in annoyance.

He knew he was in big trouble.

If he were discovered by the soldiers in the camp, even if he found the human couple, how could he get them out of the camp?

Could it be that he's really going to unleash a Musou attack in a military camp with three or four hundred soldiers?

Are you kidding me!

"Feel sorry!"

A woman's voice, clear and melodious like a dripping spring in a secluded valley, suddenly rang out in the dark cave, startling Ailin.

"I didn't mean to!" the voice continued.

The magic within Ailin's body flowed rapidly, and he crossed his hands to form the Oterrohp Sign.

Then, using the faint purple light of the magic shield, he warily looked at the man in black not far away.

Seeing Francesca standing three or four meters away, showing no intention of continuing the attack, Ailin suppressed his anger and asked:

"Not intentional?"

"Why did you suddenly attack me if it wasn't intentional?"

If it weren't for the magical glow that suddenly flashed from the sapphire necklace, how could he have drawn his steel sword in a moment of panic, alerting the guards?

otherwise.

No matter how many guards are outside, as long as they don't know of Ailin's existence.

No matter how difficult the task of escorting the human couple was, he could use the Mirage Pearl to slowly send them out of the camp, instead of being passive like he was now.

"I...I'm sorry," Francesca shrank back, "I heard what you said just now, and I got a little emotional and couldn't control Callatamel Pendant ..."

Ailin was taken aback by what he heard.

If a person's emotions suddenly fluctuate when using magical items, it is indeed possible that the item's effectiveness will be affected.

but...

Because I suddenly became emotional after saying that?

What did I just say?

"Human couple? You lost your temper because of that phrase 'human couple'?"

Using the light of the Oterrohp Sign, Ailin gazed at Francesca's pupils, which appeared somewhat greenish due to the purple light.

really.

Those clear eyes trembled violently when they heard about human couples.

But why?

Isn't Francesca looking for an elf?

Ailin was puzzled.

However, Francesca did not answer Ailin's question. Instead, she turned her head away and looked into the darkness.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you the reason, but we have the same goal."

"Witcher, I think... we should cooperate, shouldn't we?"

Ailin remained silent.

I'm looking for humans, you're looking for elves, so we have the same goal?

And to be honest, even if it were the same, he wouldn't want to work with Francesca.

Although they only spent a short ten minutes together, Ailin had already figured it out.

The future would stir up trouble, and the cunning and scheming Queen Francesca of Dol Brettanna was not yet mature at this time; she was merely a naive young elven.

Moreover, judging from what she said before, she seemed to be a runaway princess, a true valley "daisy" who had never experienced any hardships.

Such people will only cause trouble in action.

But...

But she can use teleportation...

She is also the future Elf Queen...

With the army in the camp already on alert, Ailin needs a portal to escort the human couple away.

To cultivate good relations with the elves, we must prepare for the eventual destruction of Kaer Morhen.

He also had to try his best to get along with "Valley Daisy," the daughter of the leader of the Free Elves.

then,

Ailin could only sigh inwardly, then nodded bitterly:

"Of course, we have no choice but to cooperate now, do we?"