"It seems a bit troublesome to rebuild the main castle."
Seeing both of them looking at him, Dick slumped back on the chair. "The main castle is more than 20 meters high, and there are countless equipments inside, and they are all precious things.
"These tens of thousands Kelang are probably just a drop in the bucket and won't have much effect on rebuilding the main castle."
Aode After hearing this, his eyelids drooped, his face full of frustration.
"I have saved some Kelang over the years, but I haven't taken it out." Beier also sighed in frustration.
Dick's heart moved, but he still asked tentatively, "Are you two sure you want to rebuild the religious order in this place? Since it was captured by monsters the first time, there is no guarantee that there will not be a second time."
"But this place has existed for hundreds of years." Aode explained seriously,
"And there is Circle of Elements nearby, which is convenient for the little demon hunter to awaken Signs, and the location is very remote. If there hadn't been a traitor this time, our Witcher Order wouldn't have been destroyed so easily."
"In that case." Dick sighed deeply, unbuttoned his pocket bag, and poured it all on the long table.
"Dick, what are you doing?" Aode's eyes widened in surprise, looking at Dick's movements curiously.
Dick did not answer, but kept shaking his pocket.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
A large number of silver coins, gold coins, as well as the extra trophies Dick obtained while hunting demons, were all poured onto the wooden table.
Looking at the hill that was half a man's height, Aode's pupils seemed to be fixed and his mouth was wide open. He picked up a gold Kelang from the table in disbelief, put it in his mouth and bit it, looking at the clear teeth marks on the Kelang, he burst out laughing:
"It's really gold! You are really a rich man!"
As he spoke, he reached for a thick gold necklace next to him.
Dick quickly took the necklace back, stuffed it back into his pocket, and said with a smile, "This is a gift from me to someone, I can't give it to you. I have saved tens of thousands Kelang these days. You can count it when the time comes. In this case, will the reconstruction work be easier?"
"It's much easier, much easier!" Aode danced with joy, and Beier on the side also nodded in surprise.
Aode went on to say, "At that time, the warlocks I know in the field can still come to help for free, and I can save a lot of money."
"That's okay. Do you two have anything to add? If not, I'll go for a walk nearby. Then I'll wait for Vesemir and Geralt to come back."
"It's nothing, just go ahead and go." Aode waved his hand like a child chasing someone out to play.
Dick smiled slightly and came to the main castle grounds.
The little demon hunters were using wooden brushes dipped in soapy water and diligently wiping away the blood stains in the gaps between the bluestones;
Barry and Clark stood on tiptoe scraping away the scorch marks on the wall. The sunlight penetrated their raised clothes and cast the silhouettes of butterflies playing on the stone bricks.
Dick said hello to everyone, then led the horse away Kaer Morhen.
He searched the area carefully and returned after making sure there were no suspicious traces.
There is strength in numbers. After a few days, everyone worked together to clean Lynx Fort's basement while resting.
Fortunately, Master's remaining experimental equipment was quite complete, which made Aode curse Master but also secretly rejoice that at least the future laboratory was secured.
In the past few days, Dick has been trying to test Aode and Beier's attitudes towards the mutated demon hunters.
It wasn't until both of them became impatient that Dick told Carter what happened and why.
Beier listened and sighed:
"Carter This kid is so pitiful. I didn't expect that Master would be so cruel and ruthless, and would do such vicious things to his own disciples.
"Don't worry, let Carter come back. I won't let him hide his wings deliberately anymore. I will explain it to the little demon hunter myself.
"When Carter grows up and goes out to accept the commission of the demon hunter, we will slowly publicize that he has a profound ability similar to Giant Transformation, let's call it 'Soaring', and everyone will naturally believe it."
Time flows like a clear spring, and eight or nine days pass in the blink of an eye.
Early that morning, everyone was chatting and walking in the grounds outside the main castle. Suddenly, there was a knocking on the door.
Then, a deep voice sounded like after smoking a pack of cigarettes, "Dick, I'm back."
Several little Roach heads screamed happily and ran over, working together to lift the door bolt.
Outside the open door, one meter of sunlight shines directly in, shining on the silhouettes of two men and two women.
One of the handsome young men with white hair was none other than Geralt, and the beauty with black hair and purple Roland eyes who was leading the horse beside him was none other than Little Yennefer.
Next to Little Yennefer was a beautiful woman named Red Hair. She spoke clearly and smiled at the demon hunters, "Hello everyone, I am Alice, and I am a good friend of Little Yennefer."
"Yes, my good friend knew that Witcher Order was in trouble, so he came here specially." Little Yennefer's tone seemed to have a slightly meaningful cadence.
"Dick, everyone, I'm tired. Let's rest for a while." She said hello casually, took Alice's hand, and walked towards the castle first.
When they saw the main castle, the two of them couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but they didn't say much, and then walked directly towards Lynx Fort.
"Little Yennefer has this kind of temper. Don't worry about it. She's been in a bad mood recently."
Geralt Another tall and thin middle-aged man flashed out from behind. He was extremely elegant, wearing a luxurious black robe. He coughed a little reservedly, and slightly pushed the delicate quartz temples with his index finger:
"Yes, when Ye's partner hurts her soft heart many times, no one else will be in a good mood."
Geralt is still expressionless.
"Who is this?" Dick said with a polite smile.
"I, Ibu, am a male warlock. I was invited by Ye this time. It is said that you are in short supply of the help of warlocks here."
"Yes, yes." Aode said happily, "You must be Ibu. I have heard of your name. A lot of the Panda Continent's history was compiled by you. From now on, you will be a member of our Witcher Order Sorcerers' Group."
"I have not agreed to join Witcher Order, I am just helping."
"It's okay to help." Beier smiled and winked at Aode quietly, indicating that he would consider the long term, and then said, "You have been tired of traveling and traveling this time, so you should take a rest quickly."
"Thank you very much. Are there any extra rooms in the fortress?"
"There are plenty, enough for everyone to live in." Dick said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll put my luggage away first." Ibu nodded to everyone again, and then walked towards Lynx Fort.
When only Witcher Order was left on the field, Geralt landed on Beier's empty shoulders, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
"It's okay, Geralt." Beier patted his shoulder to comfort him, "Didn't I survive?"
"It's good if I can survive." Geralt's Adam's apple rolled several times before he squeezed out his voice, "If I had been in the cult at that time..."
"How can there be so many assumptions? Look," Dick pointed at the little demon hunters:
"The hope for the future of our sect is still there, and the formula of Grasses Decoction is still complete. It will definitely rise again in a few decades."
Geralt nodded slowly, Dick also thought to himself:
You didn't come back in the original timeline. Isn't it normal that you didn't come back in this timeline?
Anyway, I have changed the original more tragic ending of this sect, and that is enough.
"By the way, why didn't Leidi come?"
"The big man's employment period has expired and he has gone elsewhere. Besides, this Witcher Order is not convenient for ordinary people to come."
Dick nodded, "Then you should go and take a rest."
Geralt shook his head. "I'm not tired. I want to go to the grave to pay homage to them."
Everyone knows that the 'they' he refers to are the people who died in the battle of Witcher Order.
After he came back a few days ago, he also learned that the little demon hunter had buried the bodies of all his comrades who died in the battle in the cemetery near Kaer Morhen.
Just as he was about to take Geralt there, Dick suddenly fell silent and looked into the distance through the city gate.
The focus of everyone's attention:
The sound of horse hooves sounded, and several horses surrounded a carriage slowly zooming along the mountain road.