He walked down the creaking wooden ladder.

The temperature in the basement is several degrees lower than that outside.

The oil lamp illuminates baskets of well-preserved dried vegetables, radishes, turnips, and pickles. A few buckets of strong wine are piled up in the dark corners of the cellar, and the air is filled with a light and complex smell of wine.

Roy carefully walked over the vegetable rack and wine barrel to the innermost part of the cellar.

A workbench that was supposed to be used to process vegetables was against the wall, and a person was lying quietly on the table.

He is very young and should be the original owner of the house and the daughter of the couple.

When Roy saw her, she had just stopped breathing not long ago, and fear and pain remained on her bruised little face.

His thin body was covered in bruises, like a doll that was violently crushed.

A flower-like age.

Finally, I escaped the war with my parents outside the house.

But he died because of wrongful goodwill.

The witch hunter took a deep breath.

I regretted it for the second time today, and let that hateful old thing die so easily!

He was about to pick up the girl and bury her and her parents.

There were two "woofers" sounds suddenly coming from behind the workbench, and a little black dog, who was several months old, rushed out from behind.

The black hair was standing on the slightest part of his body, his fan-like ears shaking on both sides of his head, barking wildly, and biting around Roy's deerskin boots in vain, preventing him from taking the girl away.

He completely ignored the witch hunter's comfort and whistle.

"Loyal little guy, you are lucky. Let's just mess with me in the future!"

This sudden little creature was a surprise, bringing a hint of light to the witch hunter's dark mood.

He outlined an Akshifa seal, grinned and flashed a hint of confusion at the roaring puppy, and then let a whimper, and obediently lay under his feet and shook his tail, allowing him to gently caress his furry little head.

"When I find Geralt and Cialis, I will take you back to Novigri, where dozens of friends will play with you."

...

Boom!

After a newly dug simple grave, a fire completely ignited a small farmyard.

The flames soared into the sky.
Chapter completed!