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"I can't leave."

Ailin smiled gently and took out the Goddess Meritellie's Amulet from his chest.

Two jet-black scratches were clearly visible on the silver amulet.

"This is..." Francesca asked, puzzled.

"This is the Goddess Meritellie's Amulet, and the highest grade one at that. Are you really just Vesemir's alchemy apprentice?"

"And this black mark..."

"You were attacked by evil spirits. When?"

With a solemn expression, Sadia helped the old man over.

After taking the medication, the elderly man's complexion improved significantly, but his eyes remained tightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Upon seeing this, Ailin immediately stepped forward to help the elderly man up.

"I am indeed Lady Vesemir's apprentice, as for being attacked by evil spirits..."

"That was back in Kaer Morhen, but it wasn't a big problem; it just meant we couldn't use the portal."

Sadia nodded her thanks, then suddenly remembered something and said:

"The portal... Ah... No wonder you were unconscious for three days. It turns out the Evil God attacked you when you were teleporting."

"I was very confused at the time. I hadn't injured my head, so why couldn't I wake up?"

Upon hearing this, Francesca's azure eyes blinked twice before dimming instantly, and her hands unconsciously clenched tightly together.

It's all because of me... she thought to herself.

Sadia noticed this scene and seemed to be deep in thought.

Ailin noticed the Valley Daisy's disappointment and smiled as he patted Francesca on the shoulder.

"It's all in the past now, and every cloud has a silver lining. If we hadn't awakened those Rock Troll back then, we might not have been able to leave so peacefully now."

Francesca's lips twitched slightly; clearly, Ailin's words of comfort couldn't put her mind at ease.

after all.

Besides the Rock Troll, the army of Kedwen was swarming in.

Can Ailin really escape alone?

"So you can leave first. I have a way to escape on my own. Don't you know my abilities?" the Witcher said confidently.

"A Witcher's little trick?" Francesca managed a strained smile.

"Yes, it's a trick of the Witcher."

Ailin nodded.

"Francesca, please take good care of them for me. I will meet up with you after I leave."

Hearing the Witcher's instructions, Francesca nodded seriously, but then, as if remembering something, asked:

How did you find us?

"Don't worry, I'll find a way. Don't forget, you elves haven't paid the fee for the commission yet."

"Another trick by the Witcher?"

"Yes... Witchers always have a lot of tricks up their sleeves."

As the two talked, Sadia led the way, listening with a smile as they comforted each other as if no one else was around.

Before long, we arrived at the fountain at the castle gate.

"Granny Asha, Granny Asha ..."

I don't know when, but seven children gathered here.

Huh?

Ailin was somewhat surprised.

These children, who look to be as old as twelve or thirteen and as young as seven or eight, are all real, not figments of imagination.

and...

Looking through the mirage bead, the Witcher noticed that, apart from the eldest little girl, all the other children had pointed ears.

Half-elf!

There was only one elf in the castle, Sadia, so...

Sadia and Hod have so many children!

The Witcher instinctively looked at Francesca.

"What's wrong, Ailin?" Francesca noticed the Witcher's gaze. "Is there anything else you need to tell me?"

"Uh... no." Under Sadia's gaze, Ailin could only scratch his head and give a dry laugh.

Francesca felt something was off and was about to ask again.

"Ailin, come here for a second." After calming the children down, Sadia suddenly looked at Ailin.

The Witcher helped the old man walk over.

"What's wrong with Uncle Hodon?"

The eldest girl walked over and took the old man from the witcher.

Sadia sighed:

"I put him to sleep, and I'll wake him up when we get there."

The girl glanced at the old man and the children, her expression complicated. "Sadia, are you sure you want to leave?"

Sadia?

Ailin's ears twitched, and he looked at Francesca.

The Valley Daisy was staring intently at the ground, lost in thought, and didn't hear the name.

It's likely that Sadia used an illusion to block out this conversation.

"Uncle Hodon... maybe..."

Sadia shook her head:

"The henchmen of Haxor have come looking for us; we can't stay here any longer."

Upon hearing King Kedwen's name, the girl couldn't help but grit her teeth and clench her fists.

Sadia patted the girl's shoulder, comforting her:

"Don't worry, Lyra, as long as we manage to escape, that will be the best revenge against him. Besides..."

Sadia glanced at Ailin.

"Even the traditionally neutral School of the Wolf witchers are rising up in rebellion; Haxor's reign is not far from over."

"The Witcher?" Upon hearing this, the girl glanced at Ailin, somewhat excited. "Is this your prophecy, Sadia?"

Sadia gently shook her head.

"I no longer have that ability; this is just my deduction and hope."

"People always have to live with hope, don't they?"

The girl lowered her head in disappointment, not responding to Sadia's last words.

A few seconds later.

She then raised her head:

"I will find a chance to get my revenge, in my own way... Sadia, I'm going to take care of the children."

After saying that, the girl left with a furrowed brow.

Watching the girl's departing figure, Sadia suddenly said:

"She is Lyra, the daughter of Viscount Hudson."

"His father and mother were the kindest and most principled people I have ever met."

"Unfortunately, because of Hodgson and me, Viscount Hudson was murdered by a sorcerer sent by Haxor on the night we fled, in order to buy us time to escape."

"I was pregnant at the time and only had time to take the Viscount, Lyra, and Hod away."

"A few years later, the Viscount, heartbroken, died in this false castle..."

"Lyra has also changed from the innocent, optimistic and cheerful little princess she once was into what she is now."

"Hatred always helps people grow, doesn't it?"

Ailin paused for a moment.

Before he could react, Sadia turned and smiled at him:

"It's just a feeling."

"Give me Hord."

Upon hearing this, the Witcher carefully transferred the old man he had been supporting to Sadia.

"Hord used to be a knight who was good at fighting and could eat a whole cow in one go. But in just a few years, he has become so thin."

After taking the old man from her, Sadia murmured a few words with a touch of sadness.

Sadia had just been very adept at deceiving her daughter.

At this moment, she really resembled a nagging old woman reminiscing about the past and occasionally complaining about her husband.

For a moment, Ailin couldn't tell the difference between the elf who abandoned her husband and daughter and the devoted human old man.

Which one is her true identity?

"Everything is ready here. You can ask Enid to open the portal."

Sadia said.

Just as Ailin was about to turn around and call Francesca over, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

ah?

Should Enid open the portal?

How could an elven mage who could create such a vast illusion and even transmit his thoughts in his mind not know how to use a portal?

The Witcher even suspected that Sadia was also an Ian Savini.

Ailin stared blankly at Sadia for a moment.

"Yes, I can no longer use the portal."

Sadia seemed to sense the confusion in Ailin's heart.

Can't use it?

While asking the equally bewildered Francesca to open the portal, Ailin asked curiously:

"Is it because of Ban Ade's sorcerers? Did they seal your magical abilities?"

"Bang!"

An orange portal appeared in front of the fountain.

Without asking where the portal led, Sadia helped the old man toward it.

Just before entering, as if she had only just heard Ailin's question, she turned around and smiled with a captivating and meaningful air:

"No, not Ben Ade's wizard."

"She's a Sorceress, Sorceress you know."

The Sorceress I know...

Ailin paused for a moment, glanced at the bewildered Francesca, and then realized that Sadia was referring to the Sorceress...

It was his alchemy and ritual mentor— Vesemir.

"You..."

Ailin was about to ask further, he noticed that Sadia smiled and winked at him before leading the children into the portal.

"Do you need me to go over and bring back Asha... Asha?" Francesca asked, standing in front of the portal.

After thinking for a moment, Ailin shook his head.

This is Sadia's home turf. If Sadia really had any ill intentions towards him, she would have done it already.

"I will ask her myself after I leave here. Thank you, Francesca."

Francesca's face flushed slightly upon hearing this.

She shook her head:

"No need to thank me. I've been the one troubling you the whole way. If it weren't for..."

Francesca fell silent.

She saw Ailin shake her head firmly at her.

"We've been through thick and thin together, haven't we? There's no such thing as trouble between friends."

Sharing hardships?

That's a strange statement.

Francesca thought to herself.

However, hearing Ailin's words lessened the disappointment and distress of not finding her mother once again.

"Enid Ann Grena." Francesca thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "That's what my friends call me..."

After pausing for two seconds, Ailin pretended to be hearing the name for the first time and said seriously:

"Valley Daisy... a very nice name."

"I'll remember that, Enid."

Seeing the blush on Francesca's face, Ailin hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to click:

"Enid, sometimes what we really want to find is right beside us."

"What does this mean? Is it a prophecy?" Francesca asked curiously.

Ailin smiled and shook his head, offering no explanation.

"So, even the tricks of the Witcher contain prophecy?"

Francesca thought the Witcher was comforting her, and her heart warmed; she smiled brightly, a rare occurrence for her.

His deep blue eyes, shimmering with light, seemed to hold the clearest lake in the world.

Ailin was somewhat stunned.

He didn't come to his senses until Francesca handed him two pieces of black cloth.

"What is this?" Ailin asked curiously.

"Nightfall." Francesca's face flushed. "A set of magical items."

"I know you witchers have some tricks up your sleeve, but you can never have too much invisibility, can you?"

"The mask and headscarf can conveniently conceal your appearance; you probably don't want the king's people to know your identity, do you..."

Upon receiving the prop, Ailin instinctively performed an appraisal.

[Name: Night]

[Type: Magical Item]

[Function: Wearing a mask and activating a small amount of magic allows one to become invisible at night or in dimly lit places.]

[Note: This is just stealth mode!]

[Name: Color]

[Type: Magical Item]

[Function: Wearing a headscarf and activating a small amount of magic can eliminate the sounds of breathing, footsteps, and even heartbeats.]

[Note: This can only be muted!]

She truly lives up to her reputation as the little princess of the elves.

Invisibility and silence—simple and unpretentious features, yet they almost perfectly meet the needs of every nighttime assassin.

If the Witchers of the School of the Cat knew about this treasure, they would fight tooth and nail to get it.

However, he already has a mirage pearl for nighttime invisibility.

As for silence, the School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword Lv5 allows him to move silently, like a wildcat hunting its prey.

Moreover...

Smelling the faint fragrance of chamomile and cedar, and gazing at the blush on Francesca's face.

This mask and headscarf are clearly the ones that "Valley Daisy" has always used.

Using personal items that someone else has used is somewhat perverse.

So after a little thought, Ailin chose to refuse.

He said, "Annie..."

"Furthermore, 'Nightfall' consumes very little magic power..."

The witcher immediately fell silent, his ears twitching slightly.

"... Even a Witcher can use it continuously for at least fifteen minutes..."

What?

Fifteen minutes!!!

Even the most rudimentary mirage illusion lasts only three minutes at most!

A five-fold difference! Five times!

The Witcher swallowed hard and quietly clenched the two pieces of icy fabric in his hands.

"Ailin, did you just say something?"

"It's nothing, I was just saying thank you."

Ailin expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Francesca with a sincere smile.

Francesca was happy to see Ailin accept it, but when she noticed the Witcher gripping "Nightfall" tightly, her cheeks burned.

They look even more rosy and adorable now.

She lowered her head, looking at her toes:

"If I stay to help you now, I'll probably only cause you trouble, just like I did three days ago, rather than help you."

"So this is all I can do."

After saying that, Francesca looked up and stared at Ailin quietly for two seconds before walking toward the portal.

"Ailin, use your witcher tricks to survive. I'll be waiting for you at Granny Asha's."

Before entering the portal, "Valley Daisy" looked back at Ailin one last time.

Ailin nodded firmly:

"Don't worry, Enid."

"I will find you soon, after all, you elves still owe me a reward."

"Not an elf, but Ian Siddi."

Francesca smiled and corrected him before stepping into the portal.

"Bang!"

The portal disappeared.

In the vast illusion of the castle, only Ailin remained.

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