Kind Child, Despicable Witcher

"Ailin, you said this morning that you were looking for an elf who once lived in the Druid Circle of Myna?"

Ailin froze at the words.

When Geralt Morra had left that morning, Ysebrant of Ortega had happened to return from outside with several druids. Ailin had seized the opportunity and, after Geralt Morra departed, casually remarked that "Master Geralt's mother had also once lived in the Druid Circle of Myna..."

Then he had casually asked Simmons and Orga about it, naturally laying the groundwork for later inquiries. In truth, it had only been a sentence or two.

He had not expected Ysebrant of Ortega to bring it up now.

"That's right." Ailin suppressed the excitement in his heart and nodded impassively. "She is the mother of Geralt Morra, the Witcher Master of the School of the Griffin who left this morning. I only know that her name is Lydia. Mentor Ortega, do you know her?"

Ysebrant of Ortega did not answer. Instead, he asked, "But I heard that once a witcher becomes a witcher, he no longer has any fated connection to the blood ties and family bonds of his past..."

The druid did not finish his sentence.

Ailin understood what he meant. After pondering for a moment and silently apologizing to Geralt Morra, he briefly explained how he had found Geralt Morra, how Geralt Morra had been imprisoned by his father for decades, and his premonition of how Moloch's Golem had been created.

"What a pitiful child!" Ysebrant of Ortega lowered his brows and stroked his beard.

Simmons and Orga, meanwhile, were enraged by Tomas Morra's insanity, furious that he had not even spared his own son.

"Even cultists who sacrifice their emotions to the Evil God are not as ruthless as Tomas Morra. To treat his own