Lady of the Lake's eyes lit up with blue light again, but a moment later, with a "pop" sound, she suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blue blood.
At the same time, the entire lake surface rippled slightly, and it returned to calm after a few breaths.
"Sorry, Dick, this question is beyond my ability. But I can feel that your partner is safe."
Dick was shocked. "Goddess, why can't you detect the location of Xiya?"
"Although I am Deity, like Ms. Diana, the owner of Noldor Forest, I am weaker among Deity.
Our divine power is bound by certain rules. I can only survive in this lake, and my divine power can only be trapped in Lake of the Goddess; and Ms. Diana cannot step out of Noldor Forest."
Dick was disappointed. Where did Xiya go?
"Thank you, goddess, are you feeling well?"
"It's okay, you can recover after a few years of rest.
"If you really want to know the location of Xiya, you can ask Medusa. Although she is only Demigod, the priest specializes in divination."
Dick originally wanted to ask Xiya where the curse on his body came from, but seeing the goddess's reaction, he knew that there would be no answer to this question.
"Thanks for reminding me, let's change the first question, what exactly is the so-called divine envoy?"
"I can only explain briefly." Lady of the Lake raised his smooth chin, "I always feel that there is a greater existence in the dark that prevents me from thinking deeply. In short, these divine envoys are the spokespersons of some Deitys, and these Deitys are not in this world.
As for the deeper location..., that's all I can say."
"Thank you. Then the second question is, can my partner and I live safely and happily in the future?"
Geralt on the side also widened his eyes and listened carefully to the goddess's answer.
"Dick," the blue light in the goddess's eyes flickered slightly, "Are you sure your partner is only Xiya? There seems to be another woman in your heart."
"Okay, Xiya..."
Geralt frowned slightly:
Does the grand leader have other lovers? Who is that?
The blue light in the goddess's eyes burst out with dazzling colors again, dispelling all the surrounding darkness, and dissipated after a moment.
"This time, I used some secret methods to avoid the attention of certain beings. I can't guarantee whether you two will be safe in the future,"
She tapped Dick's chest with her fingertips, "But I want to say that your hot heart is full of her, and she is the same."
"Thank you goddess, that's the last question. I once met a high priest named Medusa, and she commissioned me to find Siren.
You should already know about this matter, and I would like to ask, is Siren still alive?"
He originally wanted to ask the goddess about Tyson's movements, but when he thought that Duke Anna had already agreed to this matter and vowed to find out the news about Tyson, he suppressed this impulse and asked another question.
He has a plan in mind. The southern countries are not close to here. If Siren is dead, he has no intention of going there.
After all, the time spent on this journey can be used by him to receive monster hunting commissions to improve his strength.
"She is Red Hair Chris's wife. Anyway, she is safe now."
"Thank you." Dick bowed respectfully to the goddess, "I have no problem, now I say goodbye to you."
Lady of the Lake nodded slightly and tapped his toes on the lake.
When she stopped, a Tiny azure vortex appeared below the lake, surrounding her body and slowly descending.
When the two were about to leave, Lady of the Lake's voice echoed with water waves came from behind. They turned around and found that the goddess was still stepping on the water.
She stopped one of them. "Geralt, we haven't seen each other for three years, are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Don't you want to come to my bedroom again and stay with me again?
I have prepared a brand new pair of Gwent." She said meaningfully.
This time it was Dick's turn, who couldn't help but laugh.
Geralt's silver-white eyelashes trembled. "Thanks to wrong love, I now have someone to wait for."
While he was talking, he noticed from the corner of his eye that Dick was looking at him with a teasing look on his face.
Geralt doesn't want the news about his nightclub goddess to reach Little Yennefer's ears.
"In that case, I won't force you to stay."
The goddess turned to the young leader of the demon hunters, "Dick, do you want to visit my underwater palace?"
It's very lively there, and I have a very smart turtle that can even do backflips."
The smile will not disappear, it will just change the object.
Geralt turned around, shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
"Goddess, to be honest with you, I am loyal to my partner, so I can only reluctantly refuse you."
The goddess sighed softly, "It seems that today's demon hunters are all infatuated. I won't force it. I hope we can meet again in the future."
As she spoke, the vortex under her feet grew larger again, and her body slowly sank completely.
When the lake calmed down, it was as if everything had never happened.
The two demon hunters looked at each other and said almost at the same time, "You are not allowed to mention this matter after you go back."
After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled, preparing to walk out of the lake as before.
However, as soon as the two of them stepped into the lake, within a few steps, the entire water surface started to ripple, and the solid feeling of walking on flat ground disappeared instantly.
Dick instinctively turned over like a kite to avoid danger, but it looked clumsy and ridiculous under the influence of gravity.
When the cold lake water slapped the shoulder armor of the two people, Dick waved his arms to maintain balance and whispered, "Isn't this goddess too stingy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge wave splashed behind him in the blink of an eye, and a powerful force pushed the two of them to the shore of the lake, causing them to roll ashore.
Geralt stood up and shook the water stains from his flowing white hair, "It seems that the goddess will not welcome you in the future."
After the two led their horses some distance away from the lake, they lit a bonfire to bake their armor.
After the armor was dry, he mounted his horse again and quietly returned to Corvo Bianco.
After running all the way, it wasn't long before dawn.
Dick hurriedly took advantage of this little time, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.
Before the morning fog had cleared, Dick, who had come back from a break, was already sitting at the long dining table cutting cold bacon. The butler stood upright behind everyone, ready to serve the diners at any time.
Dick touched his belly gently and felt seventy percent full, so he put down the silver fork and turned to look at Geralt.
"I didn't pay attention to your manor last night, but now it seems a bit shabby."
"No way, I don't have the money to repair it again."
"Well..., you are a member of Witcher Order after all."
Dick said, shaking out the suede money bag from the School of the Lynx space badge. It looked like there was a lot of money in it.
"There are nearly 20,000 Kelang in it, which I collected together with Russell and Little Yennefer before."
"Where do you get so much money?"
"It's very simple. It was given by Emperor Marius, and there was also a reward from Duke Anna. Russell is not like you. He always likes to wander around..."
Speaking of this, Dick paused deliberately, looked at Geralt's slightly nervous expression, and then slowly continued, "Besides, Little Yennefer is a warlock and has some savings over the years."
Geralt felt a little stir in his heart, "Master, thank you for your kindness, but this..."
"Geralt, don't hesitate. When Dick comes here in the future, maybe I will come too."
Russell used his canine teeth to tear off a large piece of chicken leg meat. Oil stars splashed on his new green stubble. He chewed it a few times and swallowed it in one gulp.
"You have to soundproof the entire mansion by then, do you understand what I mean?"
"You kid."
Geralt lightly punched Russell on the shoulder.
The two were not familiar with each other at first, but after cooperating and talking along the way, they soon became good friends.
Having said that, Russell has an impatient personality, but he is sincere and passionate.
Geralt is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. In the words of later generations, it can be regarded as a slow-heating type.
Their personalities complement each other.
Geralt took the money bag and handed it to the butler, who immediately assured:
"Don't worry, I will allocate these Kelang reasonably."
Dick added, "Renovate the rooms for the employees outside as well, so as not to spread the reputation of Witcher Order for squeezing the people.
If we don't have enough money, we can sell our carriages, they are all fine horses."
The housekeeper gently held the handle of the quartz glasses, and the corners of his mouth curved appropriately:
"Master Dick, you are so generous."
After saying that, he quietly looked at Geralt and felt relieved when he saw the owner nodding.
There was a sudden knock on the door, and the housekeeper opened the door. Standing outside the door was a bald man wearing armor, wiping sweat from his forehead.
Dick was surprised, "Mien? Why are you here?"
The person who came was Mien, Duke Anna's personal bodyguard.
"Everyone, good news." Mien walked up to the crowd and took out a scroll from his arms...
His calloused fingers slowly unfolded the parchment scroll, and there was a point marked by a red circle on the paper - Professor Seir's laboratory.