Travelers from Northern Realms will feel as if they are in a fairy tale as soon as they step into the country of Toussaint.
Bad weather does not exist in Toussaint, it is always sunny and cloudless even in winter.
Only the gentle breeze blows on my face, I don't know what the cold wind is.
The word hunger loses its meaning here.
Because the woods and bushes on this land are full of rich and juicy fruits all year round.
The feeling of loneliness no longer exists, because everyone in the country regards the travelers as old friends whom they have not seen for a long time.
In this country full of surprises, there is no backwater of boredom, dullness, and restlessness.
Toussaint's fine wine flows into rivers, the music never stops, and everywhere is filled with the chirping of birds and the singing and dancing of beautiful girls.
When a handsome knight comes calling, the girl will never begrudge her charm.
The capital of the principality, Beauclair, is an architectural wonder, full of spectacular and beautiful elven memorial sites:
Delicate towers, carefully carved reliefs and mysterious ruins.
Only the rare scorching sun on a black background and the strange combination of gold and black on the pure buildings remind people that this living fairy tale land is actually a vassal state of Nilfgaard.
--"The Principality from a Fantasy Story, Toussaint"
"This is Beauclair?"
Lynn, Geralt, Regis and Maximus were riding horses on the stone road of Beauclair street, feeling the bustling and lively atmosphere of the city.
People coming and going will not look at you strangely, and the comfort and experience are more than one level higher than those in the north.
Coupled with the pleasant climate of Toussaint...
Lynn sighed.
"If there weren't so many things to do, I would really like to settle here."
Maximus on the side said, "If the two masters can cure Her Highness the Duchess, as long as they make such a request to Her Highness the Duchess, I believe Her Highness the Duchess will fulfill the wishes of the two masters."
Lynn nodded.
Then his eyes caught a glimpse of a beautifully decorated clothing store on the side of the road.
"Wait a minute."
He jumped off the horse and walked into the clothing store.
When the clerk saw a customer coming to the door, he quickly came to greet him.
But when I saw Lynn's pupil color that was different from normal people, I was really shocked.
However, on Toussaint's side, no one was responsible for spreading rumors and smearing the demon hunter. In addition, Lynn also exuded the aura of a noble gentleman...
The clerk quickly regained his professional smile.
"Dear Sir, what do you need?"
Lynn glanced at the samples in the store before speaking slowly.
"I need a short cloak, top, breeches, boots, and a few sets of the most popular dresses and skirts in your area. All of them are made of the best fabrics. No one is here. I have the data. Can you make it?"
The clerk smiled and said, "Of course, the chefs in our store are among the best at Beauclair."
"Okay, how long will it take?"
"As long as you pay the deposit first, then wait a week and then come over with the balance to pick up the goods."
Lynn nodded.
After paying the deposit, he left the clothing store.
These clothes were specially chosen by him for Triss.
After all, you are always taken care of by a sorceress, and you should always give something in return.
He believed Triss must have a lot of jewelry and the like.
Unless it is a particularly rare piece of jewelry, such as Toussaint Heart, it is better not to give it away.
But the clothes are different.
Toussaint The styles of clothes here are different from those in the north, which will definitely make the sorceress's face look brighter.
Next, a few people went straight to Beauclair's palace without stopping.
After informing the palace guards of their intention, the palace guards took them outside the audience hall.
"Please wait here, I will go in and report to Mr. Raymond Earl."
Everyone didn't wait long outside the door before the palace guards came out with the regent's order.
"Sir Maximus, please wait outside. Lord Raymond Earl only summoned two demon hunters and a barber doctor."
Lynn, Geralt, and Regis said goodbye to Maximus temporarily and followed the palace guards into the audience hall.
Regent Raymond Earl has a big belly and a bloated face.
At first glance, this nobleman who now holds great power in Toussaint looks like a porcupine dressed in rich clothes.
"Ha, demon hunters from the north, you look different from what I heard. You neither have an extra head than ordinary people, nor do you have green faces and fangs."
Lynn said, neither humble nor arrogant. "In my home world, an emperor once said - what you hear are only opinions, not facts."
"Well said, Demon Hunter," Raymond Earl moved his gaze to Regis aside, "As for you, doctor, can you tell me about your past medical experience?"
The high-level vampire was as polite as ever.
"That may take three days and three nights, and you will doze off within half an hour, because I usually practice medicine on civilians, and this is the first time I have the honor to serve a noble."
"Well," Raymond Earl pondered, "Honestly, I don't see anything special about you, but since it was recommended by Sir Maximus, let you go and have a look. Someone, take them to Her Royal Highness the Duchess's ward."
The ward of Duchess Carbert was splendid.
Any piece of art used for decoration here, if sold outside, is enough to support a civilian family's food and drink expenses for several years.
In the center of the room, next to the ornately decorated velvet bed, a sorceress with short hair and black clothes was carefully using magic to maintain the life of a female aristocrat in her forties.
She noticed someone coming in. After seeing the person clearly, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. "It's the demon hunters again, this time there are two of them."
Lynn keenly captured the keywords in the other party's words.
"Ma'am, what do you mean by 'again'?"
"That's what it means literally." The sorceress glanced at the witcher badges on the chests of Lynn and Geralt, "However, your badges and that witcher's badge are not the same style. It seems that you are not from the same school."
"Madam, do you know his name and which school of thought he comes from?"
"I don't know, he was very rude and didn't tell himself his family name, just like you guys now."
Lynn saluted and said, "This is really rude. I am Lynn. This is my School of the Wolf brother, Geralt of Rivia. This person here is also our friend, Emile Regis."
Geralt and Regis also followed to salute.
The sorceress returned the greeting. "I am Fringilla Vigo, the court sorcerer of Toussaint."
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