After a while, the two arrived at the entertainment room.
There were several guards with halberds guarding the door, but they did not go in because they were worried that they might damage the scene.
When they saw the two coming, the guards saluted one after another.
Fringilla nodded.
"You guys stay outside and don't let anyone in, Lynn, let's go in."
Lynn and Fringilla walked into the entertainment room.
His most intuitive feeling was that the entertainment room was surprisingly quiet.
The enhanced senses of a witcher are sharper than those of ordinary people.
For example, now he can hear the breathing and heartbeat of the guards standing guard outside the entertainment room.
And the scent of perfume wafting from the body of the palace sorceress who was very close.
If Anarietta and Syanna were hidden somewhere in the entertainment room, he would not be unaware of them.
Great, this eliminates the first possibility.
The two sisters are not hiding here.
Immediately, the demon hunter's cold golden vertical eyes swept over the objects in the room one by one.
Toys, wooden horses, tea sets for playing house, floor mirrors, music boxes...
The entire entertainment room is not big.
The witcher can take in the entire room with just one glance.
Not only that, he also noticed that this room didn't even have a window.
In other words, if you want to enter or exit the entertainment room, you can only use the door they entered through.
Before discovering that the ladies were missing, there were two guards guarding the door.
How could anyone sneak in under the guard's nose?
Not even Assassin's Creed.
At this time, Lynn suddenly noticed that there was a large cardboard book on the table with the tea set.
And on the bookshelf against the wall, there was also a piece missing.
Noticing Lynn's gaze, Fringilla also looked over.
"Do you think the last thing they do in this room is read a book?"
Thinking of a certain plot in the game, Lynn said thoughtfully.
"No, I suspect they are hiding in this book."
"Hide in a book? Wait, I seem to have some impression of this book." Fringilla was stunned for a moment, then looked shocked, "Hell, those two little guys might have really hidden in it. Damn it, why did they choose this book?"
"What's wrong? Isn't this just a fairy tale book?"
Fringilla's uncle, Artorius, created a magical world for the two sisters, in which creatures from various fairy tales and legends live.
It's very simple to access this magical world. You just need to open the big thick book called "Land of a Thousand Fables" and say the spell "Fairy Fairy Appears" loudly.
Although more than twenty years later, when Geralt visited this magical world again, due to the fading of the spell and lack of stability, the fairy tale characters inside became unpredictable and aggressive.
But it's still 1251, and the magical world should still be in a stable period.
How could this be dangerous?
Fringilla glanced at Lynn in confusion.
"Fairy tale book? Where did you know about it? Forget it, this is not important."
"Lynn, although I don't know how you knew that my uncle produced "Land of a Thousand Fables" for Miss Anarietta and Miss Syanna, but you obviously misunderstood."
"This is not "Land of a Thousand Fables", but "Edge of Nightmares"."
"Except for the author of this book, who is my uncle, any uninvited person who breaks into the world in the book will face unimaginable dangers."
"Even for me."
Edge of Nightmares?
As soon as the title of this book is heard, it is obvious that it is not the same style as a recreation room for children.
Is there really no problem with this book appearing in the recreation room?
Unexpectedly, Artorius also produced other magic books containing the universe.
But it's right to think about it.
Even if you are a sushi master, you will never make just one sushi in your life, right?
But since even Fringilla looks troubled, it means that this magic book may be really dangerous.
"We're going to find your uncle now."
If Anarietta and Syanna are really in this magic book, then the author of this book, Artorius, must have a way to release those two little girls.
However, the court sorceress bit her lower lip slightly. "This is exactly what makes me embarrassed. After the duchess recovered, my uncle left Toussaint."
"Is there no other way to contact him? A sound box? A telescope?"
The court sorceress shook her head.
"No, in fact, uncle left Toussaint not because of traveling, but also because of escape and avoidance."
"Nilfgaard's power is growing. As long as they are within Nilfgaard's sphere of influence, whether they are civilians, warlocks or nobles, they must obey the emperor's orders."
"Actually, City of Golden Towers has sent orders many times, requiring my uncle and I to go to City of Golden Towers and swear allegiance to the emperor."
"It was only because he had to maintain the life of Her Royal Highness the Duchess that he had been avoiding it until now. But now, there is no longer any reason to delay, so my uncle chose to leave."
Lynn quickly discovered the blind spot.
"Wait a minute, your uncle chose to flee, what about you?"
Fringilla was silent for a while and said, "I will set off tomorrow to City of Golden Towers to offer my loyalty to the emperor."
"Lynn, if possible, I really hope you can stay at Toussaint. Here, you are a baron and no one will look down upon you. If you can't let go of your companions, you can take them over."
"Castel Ravello Vineyard The income from wine alone should be enough to support dozens of demon hunters."
"Not to mention that the principality sometimes issues commissions for mercenary knights. The main job content is to assist the knights errant and Ducal Guard in maintaining law and order and mopping up bandits. The rewards are also considerable."
"You will have a good time at Toussaint."
There was such a moment.
The witcher almost agreed.
The court sorceress's offer is tempting.
In the next few decades, Toussaint was lucky enough to avoid the flames of war.
Anarietta, who inherited the title of Duchess Caroberta, is the cousin of Emhyr Emres, the future emperor Nilfgaard.
Although in the face of power, family ties are so fragile that they are not worth mentioning.
But in the future, the entire north will open its legs to Emperor Emhyr, and even this small corner of Toussaint is not something the Emperor cannot let go.
The income of Castel Ravello Vineyard is indeed enough to support them.
It might even be enough to feed and clothe all the witchers on this continent.
Of course, whether it is the current usurper emperor or the future Emhyr, once they know that demon hunters have gathered in Toussaint, I am afraid they will not turn a blind eye.
However, as long as the demon hunters obediently hand over the Potion of the Grasses formula of their respective schools, as well as all other school information, and swear allegiance to the emperor, they will most likely be able to survive.
But that kind of life is not what Lynn wants.
He knew that as long as they knelt down, the emperor would grant them unimaginable wealth and status.
Just like those southern warlocks who were also loyal to the emperor.
But he didn't want to.
Because Nilfgaard is different from the north.
The king of Northern Kingdoms is actually just a big noble among big nobles. No matter what he wants to do, he has to discuss it with other big nobles in his country.
You may find this system strange, or you may not understand it, but objectively speaking, this system does protect the power of the nobility.
In your own territory, as long as you don't openly oppose the country and the king, you can do whatever you like and no one will care about you.
But Nilfgaard is different.
Power was highly concentrated in the emperor.
The emperor can both give and take away.
As the saying goes, thunder, rain, and dew are all due to your kindness, and the general's kindness is not yet complete. This is what it means.
Just like Western Roman Empire's last famous general, Lord Protector, and pillar of the empire, Flavius Aetius.
Even if he defeated the Huns, Franks, Burgundians and Goths and independently supported the danger of the Western Roman Empire for twenty years, as long as the emperor had the idea of killing Zhongliang, the final outcome would still be death.
Therefore, Lynn is unwilling and impossible to pin the fate of himself and his companions on the mercy of the emperor.
The witcher sighed.
"I know you are doing it for my own good, Fringilla. I express my gratitude from the bottom of my heart, but... no, I can't stay."
Fringilla also sighed, "I knew I couldn't persuade you. I hope we won't become enemies in the future."
"I also hope we won't get to that point," Lynn thought for a moment, and then said, "By the way, I have to remind you, Fringilla, you must remember not to go to a place called Sodden Hill in the future."