"It's unbelievable that the witch hunter school that has fallen apart for hundreds of years has been united again because of a young junior."

"Seventeen witch hunters, plus two warlocks, and a member of the Ring of Skelly Jay Druid, are already a huge force that cannot be ignored. Moreover, you are still cultivating new blood in a steady stream."

After hearing Geralt's description of the entire Witch Hunter Brotherhood, a trace of brightness flashed in his violet eyes, "This Roy has a unique vision, and you stubborn elderly people can't match him!"

"Where is he?"

Cialis also looked to Geralt. She missed her since she came back from Christide's mother last time and hadn't seen Roy for more than a month.

After all, only when he was there could he ride Golfen comfortably.

"Roy is in trouble," Oaks pressed Geralt's shoulder and answered before him, avoiding this guy being lustful and telling the new woman everything like beans.

The less people know about the four great masters, the safer they are.

"In order not to implicate his family, he cannot return to Gaowen's house for the time being, and I hope you don't mention his name outside."

"Of course, I promise, I'll give it to me if I have the chance..." Ye Naifa shook her head regretfully. In fact, she still has a lot of curiosity about the Brotherhood of the Demon Hunter, but it's hard to get to the bottom of it. "Now, let's get back to the topic,"

The sorcerer touched the little girl's head and snapped her fingers casually. The two witch hunters present trembled slightly. A gust of wind blew down the curtains in the conference room, covering the curious eyes in the yard, and at the same time blocking the sounds outside the house.

Roy, who was surveillance in the valley of Nine, frowned.

Suddenly, the griffin, who was originally lying under the windowsill, rushed into the conference room openly. When the huge body completely entered the room, the tall tail twitched back lightly.

Oak doors are closed.

"Gu!"

It raised its eagle-like fluffy head towards the sorcerer, and its dark eyes conveyed anthropomorphic emotion.

Now it's pure, continue.

"Haha, Golfin! Come and let me hug you!" Cili jumped and climbed up the griffin's back, squeezed his little face into the black mane between its neck, and squinted his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Don't worry about them..." Geralt rubbed his temples, "You keep going."

"Gelot, how did you find Ciri? There are rumors that Sintra's princess has died in the refugee ranks."

The sorcerer glanced at the griffin, "But as far as I know, the entire four northern countries are mobilizing their intelligence departments to search for the whereabouts of this little princess of Sintra... The four kings of the north are eager to get her support from the Sintra immigrants and seize profits from the devastated land occupied by Nifgad..."

"And Nifgaard is also extremely eager for her. They need an easy-to-control royal bloodline in Sintra to gain legitimate rule. Sintra's current governor, Mennon Kuhon, is struggling with this."

"In addition, with the support of King Brugervinslav, the Grand Marshal Visekid, who survived the Battle of Sintra, took refugees and established a restoration army... They were also looking for Little Xiri."

The girl lying on the back of the griffin suddenly had a smile on her face, becoming cowardly and uneasy, feeling the griffin's fiery body temperature and rapid heartbeat without saying a word.

"Ye, I know everything you said. I know that there is a black knight in Nifgad who is tracking Xili with a mercenary-dressed mage, but so what? The connection of fate guides me to find her," Bailang looked at the thin girl, and a touch of tenderness appeared on his dull face.

Ever since he found Xiri last time, he has made a decision and never let go.

My own regression and tolerance can only make fate punish her even more severely!

"Now my brothers and I will protect her, protect her, and let her grow up healthily and happily!"

"So, aren't you going to hand her over to any force?" Ye Naifa showed a look of such a true expression on her face. She glanced at the little girl who buried her face in the griffin's mane, and a hint of pity appeared on her pale face. "Then, what are your plans? Cultivate this princess as an ordinary person, so that she can spend her short life in a simple way in the future."

"Or train her to be a witch hunter? Just like the five children who appeared just now, they drank a bunch of messy potions, demon hunter's prodrugs, unique fungi and mushrooms, and then took the poisonous green herbs, rolled all over the ground in pain, survived with a three-tenth chance and transformed into a witch hunter."

"I, I want to be a witch hunter!" Cili shouted, jumped off the griffin's back, rushed over and grabbed Geralt's hand and shook it coquettishly, "I want to become a swordsman who hunts monsters like Geralt!"

"Silly girl!" Yennaef narrowed his eyes, grabbed her other hand, and pulled her closer to him, "You don't understand what this means at all. You are still young and need appropriate guidance, not violent drugs to develop the catalytic body!"

The girl was startled by her command tone and took a few steps away from the smell of lilac and currant on her body.

Geralt fell into trouble when he saw this.

After discussing with a dozen brothers, he did consider asking Xili to start the witch hunting trial and become the first girl in the Brotherhood to undergo mutation.

She faces too many dangers and is too heavy.

She must have the power to protect herself.

But it has not yet entered the preparation stage.

"What's wrong with our medicine? The green grass decoction has been improved by Ms. Rita and Master Kalkstan." Oaks's chest wraps his hands to show his bloated chest muscles, with a hint of dissatisfaction. He looked at the sorcerer with amber pupils, "I feel that you have a deep prejudice against the witch hunter."

"Don't get me wrong, I'll just do the matter," Ye's mouth showed a proud smile, and the black leather gloves' fingers gently pressed Xiri's mouth.

"Open your mouth, ah"

The sorcerer was like checking the horse's teeth, revealing her fine teeth.

Xiri immediately shook her head and broke free from her cold fingers, snorted angrily, revealing her teeth, and making gestures to bite.

The sorcerer suddenly pinched her cheeks and pulled them to both sides, turning the delicate melon-shaped face into a pancake shape.

"She is only ten years old now... Just starting to develop, your medicines will change the normal development stage of her body, just like a chicken that ripens with drugs, growing more quickly, but its potential is also exhausted early, such as Geralt..."

Yennaef stared at the lover whom he had not seen for a long time and sighed, "You were originally a source of law, but unfortunately, the mutations in your childhood destroyed your spell talent!"

"In addition, the witch hunter's medicine will disrupt her hormones and destroy her endocrine system. Coupled with the heavy physical fitness and sword training, it will cause her body and muscle tissue to change, and in the end, even cruelly deprive her of female characteristics! Will Xili hate you in the future, do you understand?"

"It makes sense." Ox glanced at Yennefa's delicate and undulating chest under his black coat, and then glanced at Xiao Xili, imagining a woman with a cute and childlike face, a rich tendon flesh, and a soft chest transformed into strong chest muscles.

His whole body shivered.

It has to be admitted that Yennefa considers the issue more comprehensively.

"It's not too late now, you see it. Cialis is as healthy as a little leopard." Geralt said slowly, his eyes flashing over the sorcerer's face, "What advice do you have?"

"Adjust training," Yennefa raised his chin slightly and turned around Cili. His eyes were like a merchant looking at the goods, causing the little girl to shake her body uneasy like a quail.

No, she has no malice.

"Cultural courses, and some self-protection physical training. The world is difficult, and these trainings can allow her to protect herself at critical moments. After all, the witch hunter is not a nanny, and you can't pay attention to her every moment."

"We have this plan!" Geralt head.

"Can I jump on wooden stakes in the future? Can I drink those green juices too?" Cillie suddenly jumped around in the spot like a rabbit, her green eyes flashing with expectation.

"Those are not juices, they are herbal juices that enhance physical fitness, they taste bitter." Oaks smiled cruelly, "and trust me, Xiri, you will cry and shout 'Don't train' in the future."

Xili's thin arms were almost exhausted, "Don't underestimate people! I have fought with the 'crying guy', I have also planted the ground and raised chickens! I am not as delicate as you think!"

"Second!" Yennaef hugged Xiri's thin shoulders tightly, making her look difficult. The little princess who had been frugal in the past suffered so much. "She can't just stay in Gaowen's house. Although this is a good place, suitable for cultivating students."

"But her identity is quite sensitive and she can't stay in one place all the time, otherwise she will be found by spies from the north and the south sooner or later. You have to pay attention, Geralt, your connection with Princess Sintra is not a secret for those who are interested. Be careful that they follow your line and find her."

Yennefa warned coldly, "Occasionally, you have to take her to the outside world, other places, to gain a lot of knowledge, and to avoid the limelight."

Upon hearing this, Xili spontaneously grabbed the sorcerer's hand.

He raised his little face full of admiration.

Thank you.

I misunderstood you, Ms. Yennefa, it turns out that you can hear my voice.

Every sentence is in my heart.

"The roads are not that dangerous after the Civil War." Geralt remembered Roy reminded him so, so he had never left Noor City recently, but it was time to cooperate with the forces familiar with Noor City to make some early warning arrangements. "The children will visit other places and monuments together, such as the Meritelli Temple in Elland."

"But before that, we will take her to Skellijah to meet someone."

Xiri covered her little mouth, and her eyes were filled with surprise!

Are you finally going to see your grandma?

But she did not make any statement. Geralt repeatedly reminded him not to reveal to anyone that his grandmother was still alive!

"What to do?" Yennefa asked.

The white wolf is silent.

A trace of displeasure flashed in the sorcerer's eyes, and he raised his chin without forcing it.

"The third and most important point!" Yennafa's pale cone face was full of solemnity. "I don't know if you noticed it, but as a warlock, I understood what kind of existence Xiri was the first time I touched her body."

"What is she?" Geralt asked.

"Fayuan!"

"No," Geralt shook his head, "the badge did not respond to her, she had never shown any magic tricks."

"That's just because she has no idea of ​​her potential and does not know how to use it, so her talent has always been in a near-sleep state and rarely shows her strength."

"But this cannot hide the facts. She has been slowly and gently intersecting with the chaotic energy in the environment. She has one of the best magical talents in the world. Don't forget her bloodline, her mother!"

Geralt was silent, and a scene from ten years ago appeared in his mind. Carranser held a blind date for his daughter Paveta. Paveta screamed in the air, and his amazing magic overturned the entire banquet hall.

Could it be that Xili inherited his mother's talent?

I don't know if this is good or bad.

"Ms. Yennefa," Oaks suddenly looked bad, "You wouldn't want to bring Cirie to the Aritusa Magic Academy?"

"Your worries are inexplicable!" Yenaef frowned and gently combed Xiri's silver hair behind her head with his fingers. "The warlocks have long stopped collecting magic sources and children with magical talents, and stopped taking them away from their parents! People with insight will naturally send the children. I don't plan to steal Xiri from you, and I will keep my mouth shut for you."

The sorcerer's expression is serious, his voice is gentle but powerful,

"I promise you, Geralt."

"I never doubted you, Ye..." Bailang finally seized the opportunity to express himself.
To be continued...