The two of them walked slowly on the streets of the city.
"Dick, Odin III, I believe you also know about it. He has been in a bad mood for the past two days and went hunting nearby. But it is definitely not because you came back that he went out."
"I understand this. I have also heard about Little Odin. Besides, I just came back. How could he expect me to come back at this time?"
"Dick, you are still reasonable.
"As for Kebi, he wanted me to say sorry to you. I wanted to have two more drinks with you, but I received the message two days ago to return to Order of the Falcon."
"Yeah." Dick pondered slightly, "We will have plenty of time to meet each other in the future. Kebi is my good friend."
Hearing this, Fisher showed a smile on his face, and then said seriously, "Dick, you are in some trouble."
"What's the trouble? Could it be...", Dick's heart moved. "Witcher Order is already here."
"Yes, they are here. They are in the Odinburg base now. They came last night."
"How many people came?"
"Your master Master, and one of your senior brothers named Russell."
Dick Hearing this, several different scenes appeared in his mind:
There are two children, one older and one younger. The younger one is about eight or nine years old and the older one is about twelve or thirteen years old.
The older one said to the younger one seriously, "Dick, after you become a demon hunter, you must train well and don't skip cultural classes all the time.
"This time I will teach you my experience in using crossbows."
But the little boy shook his head. "No, Russell, daily training is boring. I want to play, I want to play games with you."
"What games are you playing? If you don't practice your professional skills, how will you survive in the future?" Russell looked serious, like a little teacher.
Seeing Tiny and Dick looking aggrieved, Russell suddenly took out some snacks wrapped in oil paper from his pocket and handed them over:
"Eat. Although I can't play with you, I can give you something delicious to improve the food."
"Where did you get these delicious foods?" Dick took the snacks and cheered in surprise.
"I went on a mission with Master and bought it in the city. I remember you like this snack the most."
"Russell, you are so good. Woohoo, so delicious."
During this period, several scenes appeared again, all of which were the time when Dick and Russell were training and performing tasks together.
In reality, the corners of Dick's lips unconsciously evoked a smile.
Until the last scene, two people, one tall and one short, were looking at each other.
One of them, who was thin and had a few hideous scars on his forehead, was handing a notebook two palms thick to the Red Hair man opposite.
"Dick, this is a good opportunity to go out for training. I don't know what the conflict is between you and Master, but it's good for you to relax.
"I don't know how long you will stay in Odinburg. This contains some of my experiences over the years, including various descriptions of Swordsmanship, Signs, and magic potions.
"Of course, your senior brother and I know nothing about [Hypnosis Signs], so I didn't write anything."
"I don't want it." Dick refused coldly.
"Take it, I don't know when we can meet again next time."
In the end, Dick nodded and took the note.
Although several scenes flashed through my mind, in reality they only happened within a few breaths.
Dick Suddenly, this Russell is the best senior brother to him.
[School of the Lynx] is not only unpopular with the world, but also unpopular within Witcher Order;
[School of the Lynx Witcher] Although powerful, his character is flawed and he is not liked by nobles and common people;
Moreover, the fatality rate of its faction Trial of the Grasses is extremely high, reaching 90%. In addition, the previous auxiliary warlock died, and no new little demon hunters of this faction have been born in the past few years;
So including Master, there are now five people in School of the Lynx.
It can be called a decline in personnel.
And Russell should be his third senior brother.
"So who else is there this time?"
"There is also a sorceress named Ruiwen."
"Why haven't I heard her name?" Dick asked curiously.
"It is said that Magic Academy was newly transferred here. She is very young, sixteen or seventeen years old. She is considered a master of alchemy.
"She is also one of Queen Meve's former warlocks. I heard that the warlock before you School of the Lynx has expired and she will replace you."
"That means we [School of the Lynx] may continue to transform new little demon hunters?"
"This is your internal matter, I don't know about it. By the way, Dick, and there are three [School of the Coyote] demon hunters, one named Vesemir, one named Geralt, and the last one named Ivan."
"Oh, it's them. Thank you very much."
While they were talking, the two of them had arrived outside the castle wall.
"Dick, I won't accompany you in. I have to go on patrol... and by the way, I have to bring witnesses over." Fisher said in an accentuated tone at the end.
Witness?
Is this reminding me?
Dick thought secretly.
"Thank you, Fisher."
"Take care, Dick."
After handing over the horse to the soldiers guarding the courtyard, Dick came to the castle gate alone, took a deep breath, and got ready:
What is supposed to come will come.
In this case, face it bravely!
It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided.
Besides, I am 90% sure that they will not punish him.
After mentally preparing himself, he slowly pushed open the door with both hands.
In the living room, except for the two maids, after seeing Dick nodded, they quickly wiped the surrounding furniture.
Beside the long table, there was only one person holding a book in his hand, seemingly flipping through something.
This is a woman, a very beautiful woman.
She has shoulder-length short hair, wears a pair of quartz glasses, has an oval face, and has skin as fair as snow. She is wearing a dress made of high-grade black fabric, and does not have any warm clothing.
Dick knew that this should be the sorceress who came with the witcher.
Warlocks have a variety of tricks. In winter, they can also arrange energy stones and small magic circles on their clothing to ensure that they are beautiful.
Seeing Dick arriving, she put down her book, took off her glasses, stood up, and walked slowly to Dick.
Dick then noticed that she was very tall and was already close to him.
The woman's voice was clear and beautiful. "Hello, I am Ruiwen, I guess you are Dick, right?"
"I am."
"Then you should know the purpose of our coming, right? Sit down first."
Dick was not polite and found a seat to sit down. Through Witcher Senses, he heard footsteps upstairs.
The footsteps of three people.
Seeing Dick's indifferent expression, the sorceress opposite looked confused.
After a while, Dick raised his head and saw three people walking towards the stairs.
The first one, with short white hair and a strong build, had a hideous scar carved from his forehead to his cheek. He squinted and looked at himself - it was Master, the cheap master.
The two behind him, walking side by side, are both quite tall, and the man on the right is even taller.
The man on the left has a cynical face and a beautiful, carefully trimmed beard - the current grand leader of Witcher Order, the leader of School of the Coyote, and the nearly 100-year-old young and middle-aged demon hunter Vesemir.
The man on the right is in his twenties, with white hair, sharp edges, and an expressionless face. He is the male protagonist of the game "The Witcher". He is righteous and dedicated in his love. He is known as the Warlock... and also known as [Geralt of Sarleon].