"Where is Yennefa? Why didn't she come with you?"

Geralt was paying attention to another question at this time, because he vaguely guessed something from Tris' panicked expression.

"She couldn't leave, and Philiba saw her very tightly. She secretly told me these news. She told me to notify you to leave here as soon as possible."

"Don't you know why Wigofertz and the others were attacking here?"

Geralt continued.

"Yennefa did not mention it. She just learned the news. It seemed that someone was deliberately avoiding us. He just said that this plan was proposed by Wigofertz, and he seemed to have agreed to some conditions for Philiba."

Tris explained.

"It should be for me."

The two voices said in unison, and everyone looked at them in search of the voice. Xili took the initiative to stand up and glanced at Roger.

"He has always wanted to catch me back, and this time it should be because of this reason."

"No, if it's for you alone, he doesn't have to make such a big fanfare."

Roger smiled, "For revenge, although the time of our confrontation was short, I left him with almost unrecoverable trauma."

“More importantly, some method I used made him feel real fear.”

"What method?" Lambert was a little surprised.

"I made a little trick to prevent Vigovertz from exerting any magic in the entire courtyard."

"Is there anything strange about this?" Lambert was still a little puzzled.

"The Forbidden Magic Band has always existed..."

"No, this is different!"

Tris's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Roger with a hint of fear.

She has heard of some similar methods, but these methods are either tediously prepared or require precious spell casting media.

So what about Roger?

Does this legendary first witch hunter master some kind of magic ban method that can be widely popularized on a large scale?

If that's true.

Suddenly Tris understood Wigovertz's concerns.

If it were her, I'm afraid this wouldn't be allowed to happen.

"So he's going to kill us all?"

The scar on Escar's face thumped, but surprisingly there was no anger.

They danced on the tip of the knife, earning a meager reward and always endured the contempt from everyone. So it seems that it is not strange to hear someone suddenly killing all the witch hunters.

Oh……

"I have been with Xili in the past six months. We have tried to block almost all divination abilities. I think..."

"I think since he can't find us, he will settle for the second best and plan to start with the people around me." Roger explained.

"Do you know they'll come?" Visemir looked at Roger.

"I'm just guessing."

"That's why you brought everyone here this winter."

Roger nodded.

"This was a safe bastion." Weissemill breathed a sigh of relief. "Your decision was right, Roger, but Wigovertz was so crazy."

"He actually intends to wipe out this valley with us and this castle."

"Okay, it seems we have to leave here." Visermere's eyes were a little sad.

Among the people present, he was the only demon hunter who experienced the Kelmohan massacre.

At that time, Visemir was able to survive not because of his strength, but because of his good luck and happened to leave when he was attacked.

After living for so many years, he encountered something similar again, but still had to choose to escape. Visemir was somewhat sad.

What's more, because of Roger's arrival, the entire castle interior has been redecorated and become clean and tidy, making it more like a home.

"Pack up, bring the necessary things with us, let's go overnight!" Weissemil quickly calmed down and made a decision.

"You guys go, I'll stay."

Roger spoke.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at him with astonishment.

"No wonder, his target is me. If I can't find me, something similar will happen. If we are scattered everywhere, it is actually easier to be defeated by each one."

"So I'll stay..."

"What are you talking nonsense?!"

Wisermere was furious.

"Roger, it's not one or two people who attacked here, but the entire wizard group, and there are even figures of kings and nobles behind it."

"Even if you can kill ten or twenty, it's already a war."

"One person cannot influence a war."

"What are you going to do?" Geralt seemed calmer, "Let Bolch help?"

"Or other dragon?"

"This is your trump card, Roger."

"But dragons are not invincible. Even if their scales have good resistance to magic, how many rounds can they go through?"

At this time, Tris suddenly spoke, "I have participated in the Battle of Soden. The magical volley of the Warlock Group can be called a destruction of the world, and no matter how many dragons there are, they will be killed."

"Stop talking, I won't leave."

Roger shook his head, "Everything is going to be settled here."

"I feel more at ease if you leave safely."

Although Roger is confident that it is better for everyone to stay here, he knows that if he says similar words at this time, everyone will only be regarded as a lunatic.

"Then take care of yourself!" Seeing that Roger was firm in his attitude, Tris could only give him a word.

"Let's go, let's go quickly." She urged again.

At this time, a figure stopped in the crowd.

Everyone turned their heads and looked.

“Visermeer…”

Geralt's face changed slightly.

"You guys go, I'll stay with Roger."

Visemir made an important decision, and at this moment his back became more straight.

But in Roger's eyes, what Visemir did was not only moved, but also more helpless.

"This is Kelmohan. I have escaped once and can't escape again."

"That's not running away!"

"Let's go with everyone." Roger could only persuade helplessly.

"Roger, I understand that you want to live and die with this castle. You are the first witch hunter, but now you have to face the fate of all witch hunters going to extinction..."

"Yes, you can see clearly that the wizards unite with all the kings and nobles, and there is no place for us to live outside this castle."

"Even if we can escape this time, what if we go back, we will be displaced in the endless pursuit, and then be shot to death by cold arrows, and died in a stinky ditch?"

"Or avatar appears on the wanted list in the tavern, with the monsters we have been hunted by us?"

"You can see clearly, Roger."

"So I'm not going to leave."

All the witch hunters who had just finished their speech were silent.

Roger could only open his mouth helplessly and stare at Visemir's mind in amazement.

To be honest, he really just simply didn't want to explain, so that they would avoid impulsive actions and would have to take care of them.

Where is the sentiment and realm that Visemir said?

"I'll stay, too!" Lambert opened his voice.

"What are you doing when you say that loudly?" Eskal sneered.

"I didn't plan to leave at all."

"And I, and I!"

Hearing the last voice, everyone looked at it and it turned out to be Dandelion holding Rutchen.

Dandelion stood up with his chest as he was watched by everyone.

In later Psalms Dandelion described that the poets at that time felt as if they were favored by the gods.

It's so brilliant.
Chapter completed!