The flames crackled, and the rolling black smoke swept into the sky.

The crying of the dying man, the loud drums and the sound of swords occupied the streets and alleys.

The entire Sintra city was beyond recognition.

And right in front of the magnificent castle suspension bridge.

A burly body with a thick beard lay.

Kratz, Mossak, Karanser, the witch hunter, speechless for a long time.

"Say, Aunt Karanser... Easter once told me a word, how to judge a son of the sea, the Skelliger, not how he lives, but how he dies." Kratz's eyes swept over the griffin on the top of the castle, "Est died in a war to defend his country. His soul will surely gain eternal freedom on the sea."

"And this griffin must be the messenger sent by Goddess Freya to save you. Even the gods don't let you die. Don't seek any more short-sighted opinions!"

Karanser shook his head, and his emerald green eyes swept towards Roy and the sorcerer who were "putting his chest on his back" beside him, with a hint of complexity and gratitude appearing on his face.

She remembered that the other party had such a griffin.

She hugged her husband's body, stroked her slender fingers gently on his rough and calm cheeks, and the bloody arrow in her left eye socket. Tears rolled between her green eyes. All the warmth and sweetness of the past passed by her heart and turned into deep sighs.

She buried all the sadness in her heart.

"You are right, I can't just die like this!" In front of everyone, the soft and desperate woman turned back to the strong Sintra lioness.

"Let's go, everyone, go back to Skelij and send Easter's soul back to his hometown!" She cheered up and scanned the city of Sintra, which was shrouded in flames.

"As for this blood debt, I will sooner or later calculate with Nifgaard!"

"You made a wise decision," Mossak sighed at Easter's silent cheek, and put the body of the Black Armored Army who shot a deadly arrow into the moat. His thick palm wiped off the blood and brains of the pole's head, "Will Xiao Xiri go with me?"

"Cirry has returned to Noor City with Master Geralt?" Carranser's expression showed concern. Now what she was most worried about was her granddaughter, "No, I have to confirm it!"

Roy next to him was in a panic. He didn't want Carranser to take his unexpected son to take the risk.

"Your Majesty, you can board the boat with them first. I will serve you in Xili. Also, take care of yourself in the future and often think about the children in your stomach. By the way, I will come to see her!"

Kratz's face froze, and his eyes suddenly shone with a strange light.

Karanser wanted to say something, and the witch hunter outlined the five fingers on his left hand. A triangle spell appeared in her pupils. She suddenly turned black in front of her eyes, and she fell backwards into Kratz's arms with a soft body.

Make a slight snoring.

The witch hunter, the islander and Mossak, nodded, intending to put down the sorcerer behind him and take it to the archipelago together.

However, Triss didn't know whether it was really dizzy or fake, and she still hugged him tightly like an octopus.

Roy had no choice but to rush into the castle with his man on his back.

...

The lights were swaying, and the corridor decorated with the Sintra shield emblem, and the "da" footsteps were rippling back and forth, and a petite man in a silver hooded cloak was trotting in the corridor of the castle!

Xili knew there was a secret passage in the castle. She had escaped from the secret passage to the street to play, but was caught by her grandmother and thrust her butt so hard that she was so hard that she was blooming.

This time, she has to rely on this secret passage to meet her grandfather!

snort!

If you want to walk together, I, Xiri, will never leave my family and run away!

However, rushed to the end of the secret passage and opened the door.

She was suddenly stunned, and a timid light flashed through her emerald green eyes.

She was scared.

A tall man stood in the shadow behind the door. He proudly straightened his back, took off his muddy and wet black cloak, pressed his hand on his sword, and placed his black helmet with raptor wings on his hips. He shook his head and exposed a black hair, blue eyes, and a mature and handsome face.

He stretched out his hand to her.

Cili screamed and ran away, his silver-gray cloak drifting in the corridor.

She only had one thought left in her mind, to find grandma, Geralt, Roy, and they would protect me!

However, with loud and powerful footsteps, the black armor made a metal friction sound, and the sound of black armor rushing from behind in an instant, and her feet were held off the ground!

"Ah, let me go, bad guy!" She bit and kicked the man who was holding her armor from behind, but only made her toothache and her hands hurt.

She was taken away without any fighting back!

Soon after, the knight of Niphgad put the little princess of Sintra on the horse's back, and she was forced to pull the reins tightly.

The wind blew past his side, the fireworks were swaying, and the sound of fighting came into his ears.

The black horse ran towards the exit of the Sintra Wall.

The castle she is familiar with and the familiar home is getting farther and farther away.

Every bump, every pull, every time the horse jumped, a sharp pain would come from both hands, and she had to hold the reins tightly.

Her legs were so worn that it hurt, but she couldn't reach the stirrups.

Her eyes were filled with smoke and flames, and her arms covering her armor made her breathless.

"Woooooo, where is he going to take me?!"

"I'm wrong, Geralt... Woooooo, I should listen to you."

A tear of grievance slid down the little girl's green eyes, and the war horse under her was galloping even more crazily.

"But I will run away, I swear to find you, Geralt, grandparents, Roy, I swear!"

...

Roy, carrying a sorcerer, pushed open the dark gate of the castle.

Quickly pass through the empty hall and corridor, prick up your ears to feel every slight movement!

However, after he stepped onto the second floor, an abnormal discomfort enveloped his back.

It was exactly the same as what I felt on the battlefield. It seemed as if a man in the shadow had glanced at him with evil thoughts.

He pretended to know nothing, and took the opportunity to walk through the corner of the corridor to look at him with his light. In front of him, behind him, in all directions, there was still no one in his own place.

Second floor, third floor.

The fire in the corridor left a figure passing through quickly on the wall.

"Ciri!"

He called out loudly, but the more he walked up, the more he was the pressure of the bone-like gangrene became stronger.

Finally, when he heard the slight fighting sounds on the top floor, this abnormality turned into reality and appeared before him.

"Swish!Swish!"

A strange light flashed.

Two mysterious figures suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the corridor leading to the spiral staircase of the castle.

He turned around.

There are also two more roadblockers behind him.

They were all wearing purple hooded cloaks, and their bodies were thin or burly, revealing a strong aura.

Most of the faces under the hood are hidden in the shadows.

Only a pair of beastly vertical pupils flashed with dangerous light, nailing Roy's body like chains, and his limbs became much heavier.

The depression in the air has its essence.

Roy couldn't help but tighten his body and asked the sorcerer behind him to stick to the wall.

The alien pupils swept across the thin figure with a narrow face as if they were facing a great enemy. Then, a hissing sound came from his throat.

"How is that possible?"

Ivar Evil Eye

Age: 312 years old

Identity: Snake Sect Witch Hunter,?

Health:?

Magic: 120

property:

strength:?

agile:?

constitution:?

Perception:?

Will: 12

Charm: 6

Spirit: 12
To be continued...