The setting sun dyes the ruins of Kaer Morhen into blood, and the blue light dancing on Ibu's fingertips is gathering the rubble.
Little Yennefer wiped the sweat from his forehead with some fatigue, stretched out a thick arm on the left side, and said with gentleness in his deep voice, "My Ye, thank you for your hard work, drink some warm water."
Geralt handed over the pottery cup with the smell of grass.
"My magic can maintain the taste. Kaer Morhen The temperature is a bit hot and needs to be cooled down after working." Ibu With a snap of his fingers, frost flowers formed on the outside of the silver cup.
The two men looked at each other, moved their arms forward at the same time, and the two water lines collided in the air, splashing Little Yennefer's clothes wet.
Little Yennefer nodded politely to Ibu, then took the water glass handed over by Geralt and drank it slowly.
The corners of the mouth on Geralt's usually cold face were slightly raised, and he glanced at Ibu somewhat covertly, and the warlock let out a short muffled snort.
Alice looked at the backs of Geralt and Little Yennefer, pursed her lips, and held the hem of her skirt with both hands.
But her melancholy did not last long, because next to her, Russell had also taken a water glass and handed it to her with a smile on her face.
"How about it, Ms. Alice, you are tired, please find a place to sit for a while and rest."
She was trembling slightly from the copper cup that was suddenly thrust into her palm, "Thank you, Mr. Russell."
"Don't be so polite. Just call me by my name. No need to add any honorific."
"Then you can just call me by my name."
"Okay, Alice."
Dick secretly looked at each other with Harden, both of them showing expressions of understanding.
Then Dick said to everyone, "Now the main castle has been cleaned up, but we lack a lot of reconstruction materials. Can you warlocks rearrange and reassemble the broken walls?"
"Although we warlocks are very capable and far stronger than other extraordinary beings, we are not omnipotent." Ibu took a sip of water and replied slowly,
"So if you want to rebuild, you still need to slowly build the castle manually."
"This seems to take a long time." Dick groped his chin, and then everyone heard the trembling of wheels rolling outside the city gate, more than one.
Dick's eyes flashed. At this time, all the demon hunters who should have returned have returned. Who else can come?
Are they really the prince's army or the army of other nobles?
Are they planning to catch them all?
After looking at the others, everyone drew their swords and climbed up the city wall together. Looking down, they saw more than twenty carriages coming in an endless stream, with various materials behind them, such as wood, marble, daily necessities, etc.
It seems that there are only about twenty soldiers in total, most of them are more like coachmen and support staff.
At the front of the team, two horses were walking side by side. On the left side of the horse was a man with a handsome appearance, a face as bright as a silver plate, and two dark braids on his shoulders. He was Xiya's master, the illusion master Barbara.
The person on her right was a fat man. Dick vaguely felt that this person looked familiar.
Barbara saw the people on the city wall, gently raised his left hand and waved it slightly.
Dick saw this and ordered the little hunters to open the city gate.
Afterwards, everyone came to the city gate to wait.
They already understood that these people were not here to kill them all.
Soon, Barbara and the slightly fat middle-aged man got off the horse together and stopped the carriage.
"Good day, surviving demon hunters. Oh, Little Yennefer, Alice, and Mr. Ibu are here too, long time no see." Barbara smiled and greeted everyone.
"Hello, Ms. Barbara, who are you here this time?"
"Dick, the first thing you care about when you see me is not the news about Xiya. Instead, you are worried that we will attack the castle?"
"Then what happened to Xiya?" Dick felt a little anxious.
"Not really." Barbara smiled narrowly. She waved her arms, revealing mysterious magic runes on the floor tiles in front of Dick, and a light curtain like a projection grew from it.
"Xiya was just promoted to an official warlock. The element went berserk and burned down three laboratories."
Barbara waved his hand to form a screen of light. The girl in the picture was smiling and waving hello. After a few breaths, the picture flickered once and then disappeared.
"This is just a photo-taking spell to record some previous scenes. In short, Xiya's affairs are a bit complicated, but it's nothing serious. Before I came, she specially sent a message from the Magic Academy, wanting to come together, but I stopped her."
"It's okay." Dick felt relieved.
"Then what are you..."
"Let me introduce you." The middle-aged man next to him said, "Dick, long time no see,"
"You are?"
"You are really a noble person who forgets things. When you were at Ravenstern City, Prince James met you. I still led the way for you."
"Oh." Dick suddenly realized. "Were you the butler in the palace at that time?"
"Yes, it is my West. Hello, Mr. Dick." West respectfully made a gentleman's greeting.
"Then West, who do you represent by coming here this time?"
"Of course it is the greatest Queen Meve Majesty. That's the case. The Queen has already learned about your affairs. She originally planned to come in person, but she encountered something wrong when she defeated the Jiatu army and returned to Northern Kingdoms. Otherwise, this tragedy of Witcher Order's destruction may not have happened."
"Can you elaborate?"
"What, Dick, don't you welcome us in? We have been traveling for several days, and now we are very thirsty, and look at those supplies." Barbara smiled and pointed to the carriages behind him,
"In a few hours, other supplies will be continuously delivered to help you Kaer Morhen rebuild."
"Please, both of you."
Then everyone led the two people to Lynx Fort. Except for Dick, the others began to direct the coachmen, laborers, handymen, and logistics personnel to start rebuilding the main castle.
"Dick, I said that your Witcher Order disaster was an accident. You won't believe it. After all, Ruiwen is Queen Meve's royal warlock. You will definitely feel that she was instructed by Queen Meve."
West spoke again, he was trying to explain some truth to make Dick believe that the queen had no ill intentions.
At this time Dick calmly interjected. "Queen Meve is not to blame for this matter."
West looked surprised, but it disappeared only for a moment.
"Witcher Order's new grand leader is so reasonable, I think the queen will be very pleased to know about it.
"Then I can continue the story."
"You go ahead."
"When the queen returned to Northern Kingdoms, she was blocked by a certain duke. Don't be surprised. It should be just as you thought. It is Duke Yalike of Changge Port, and the relationship between Duke Yalike and Prince James is extremely close.
"Don't worry, nothing is wrong with the queen. Duke Yalike has been beheaded. Now the queen has returned to Ravenstern City safely and is meeting with Prince James.
"What else happened?" Dick raised his eyebrows slightly, "By the way, Kebi is he okay?"
"You are indeed very affectionate. Kebi also mentioned you when he returned before. He performed very well this time and killed 8 Jatu soldiers in total. It is estimated that if he accumulates more military exploits, he can be promoted to baron."
"That's good."
West took out another letter from his sleeve and handed it over:
"This is the letter the Queen asked me to bring for you. Please read it."