Demon Hunter and His Hut - chapter 873

“It’s him?!”

Seeing the familiar face, Geralt’s face changed drastically.

He recognized Enhill’s identity.

Because many years ago, he was invited by a queen to attend a banquet at the court, the purpose of which was to kill a monster that would appear at the banquet.

However, following his inner choice, Roger did not wave the weapon in his hand, but saved the monster, broke his curse, and signed an unexpected contract with him.

Then there was the bond between him and Xili.

He is Enhill.

Roger felt the deepest malice. For the sake of his rights, Enhill would do such a frenzied thing.

So what else would he do to consolidate this rule?

A legitimate successor?

Geralt couldn’t imagine.

Now he can guess that Enhir’s true identity is not the prince of a certain small country, but the heir of Nilfgaard who was framed and fled to Sintra.

But at the beginning he had obviously been swallowed by the sea together with Xili’s mother…

Obviously, the original shipwreck was not an accident, but a deliberate arrangement.

At this time, Geralt’s gaze swept over Wigoftz’s body, and he understood something in an instant.

One is the prince who wants to restore his identity, and the other is the ambitious warlock who seeks greater development. It is not difficult for them to get together.

So now…

Geralt was surprised to find that the person who had witnessed the banquet had already died seven or eighty eight.

Most of the rest have no chance to see the true face of the emperor.

Then if this secret information is to be preserved forever, Enhill will definitely kill, perhaps those old friends who died accidentally are because of this reason.

“What should I say to Hilly?”

“Tell her that the man who caused your tragic fate and wanted to arrest you and become a political puppet is your biological father?”

The body trembled slightly.

Geralt couldn’t imagine the shock that Hillary would face when he heard the news.

At this time Wigoftz seemed to feel something, and his eyes seemed to face Roger across a very long distance.

“why?”

Roger understood the meaning in Wigoftez’s eyes, and he was asking why he would let him go in the first place.

Roger did not answer, but reached out and gave a firm grip.

The next moment Wigoftz’s head exploded suddenly, and half of the room was covered with blood and brain, and Enhill’s body was dyed red.

His Majesty the young emperor stood up from the throne. He looked at the huge stone crack spreading from under his feet, and a complicated look appeared in his eyes.

“Roger, I have an important thing to tell you.”

Geralt hesitated.

“Oh……”

“Wait a minute!”

Then Roger raised his hand casually.

There was no sound from the illusory image, and in the next second, His Majesty’s neck was pinched into a strange shape.

thump.

Enhill’s body leaned back and fell into the throne, his deformed neck hung on the back of the chair.

The emperor who stirred up the Civil War and launched an iron-and-blood invasion, died like a poor slug.

Only then did Roger retract his palm and turned to look at Geralt who was standing behind him.

“Well, what were you going to say?”

White Wolf’s cheek twitched, he looked at Roger’s right hand, then at Enhill’s deformed neck in the video, his eyes drifting away.

“No…what, it’s not an important thing, I’ll look for you when I have time.”

At this moment Geralt suddenly found the smile hidden in Roger’s eyes.

At that moment he knew that Roger must know something, about Enhill’s identity, and the hidden secret.

“Maybe it’s the most correct choice to never be known by Hilly.”

He decided to bury this memory.

At this time, the sun has risen high, and the sun shone on everyone, driving away the cold in the valley and bringing warmth.

Roger raised his head.

“A new beginning, isn’t it?”

He said it lightly, but in this world where information is extremely slow, the effects of the Battle of Kyle Morhan have spread at an extremely fast rate.

The corpse in the valley, and the hideous scars left on Lockgrim Palace.

Everyone realized that in this chaotic world, a new order was being established.

And this time, it was the Demon Hunter who took the position of the historical protagonist.

…………

The holy city-Kyle Mohan.

The old mottled city wall was renovated.

Even the scenery deep in the valley was completely changed under the blessing of magic. It was another winter, and the mountain peaks that were supposed to be covered by heavy snow also appeared a little green.

Flowers and butterflies can be seen everywhere in the castle.

Not only that, but the color of the outer wall of the castle has also been repainted, because today, this fortress left over from the ancient times will witness a wedding.

Sorceress and witcher.

After a year of fermentation, Roger’s influence could not be increased. He became the detached man above the royal nobles and all forces.

Or the arbitrator.

Knowing that he is personally involved, not to mention the major lords and nobles, even the kings want to squeeze their heads to participate in it personally.

Not only that, Kodwin King Hensett, Kyle Morhan and the entire mountain range nearby were divided.

Let this be Roger’s self-control.

But even so, everyone needs to receive the invitation before they can come to Kyle Mohan.

This makes the weight of the invitations to the point where it can’t be added, and some people are even willing to use their fiefs and titles in exchange for the opportunity to come to Kyle Morhan.

In the room, Ye Naifa sprayed her favorite perfume, and she looked at the bright and moving woman in the mirror.

At this moment, Ye Naifa believed that even with the blessing of magical power, the legendary first beauty was less than one-tenth of her brilliance at this moment.

After Xili was busy with her, she saw the female warlock take off her favorite black and white color scheme and put on a traditional wedding dress.

In the past, the female warlocks were the ones who liked breaking the tradition and ignoring the convention.

But on this day, Ye Naifah suddenly discovered that following traditions can also reap unimaginable happiness.

“You are so beautiful today, when will I be like you?”

Even Xili was impressed by Ye Naifah’s beauty.

She leaned forward, and a small silver head appeared in the mirror.

The fifteen-year-old Xili developed extremely fast, and she was no less tall than an adult woman, except for her face that was a little immature, she was already regarded as an out-and-out beauty.

“You don’t know how lucky you are.”

“You will be the best.” Everyone has faintly guessed Roger’s arrangement for Hilly.

This girl will inherit Roger’s current power and status.

Ye Naifa stood up. She had an almost perfect curve in the mirror, and her lower abdomen was slightly raised. Ye Naifa slowly stretched out her palm, feeling the rhythm of another life.

“Will it be a girl?”

“I wish there was a younger sister!”

Xili asked, squinting.

“I do not know.”

“You don’t know? You are a sorcerer!” Xili looked surprised.

“Because I want to be like a normal woman.”

Just then there was a knock on the door.

“The guests are here.”

“We are ready!” Ciri exclaimed.

Guests gathered in the hall outside.

Responsible for enlivening the atmosphere and performing songs, naturally the opera troupe headed by Dandrien, now Dandrien has an unimaginable artistic status in this world.

Of course, while spreading his artistic ideas, the great bard also spread his love to all parts of the world.

But today he does not need to take the initiative to sing on stage, because he has a more important task to host this great wedding.

In the corner on the edge of the hall, the intelligence chief Dijkstra sipped his wine, while an ordinary-looking dog was curled up under his feet.

“Do you still keep pets?”

Dandrien suddenly poked his head out from behind, it was Dijkstra’s habit to like to stay in the corner, so he was not surprised that Dandrien suddenly appeared.

“Oh, it’s very strange to say that when I picked it up in the alley, it happened to be entangled by a group of estrus of the same kind, eh…”

Dijkstra frowned.

“When an animal is in heat, it doesn’t distinguish between time and occasion, and is usually not very picky. But that day, it actually resisted its instinct and rejected all the same kind around it.”

“Even fought hard when they pounced.” Dijkstra showed a look of memory.

“Since then I have discovered its difference. Like me, I have to endure many temptations in order to work.”

The secret agent squeezed his glass.

“Then I decided to take it with me.”

“It’s unbelievable, Dandrien, I actually felt a long-lost tacit understanding from a dog, it is like a friend of mine, my goodness, I can’t live without it for almost a moment.”

Dijkstra lowered his voice.

“I almost thought I had fallen in love with it, can you imagine? A dog!”

The bard lowered his head and saw the familiar brilliance in the eyes of the dog. He swallowed and foamed, and decided to rot some words in his stomach forever.

It was so strange that Dijkstra didn’t even know the identity of this dog.

Did everyone quietly block this message like him?

“That’s hard to say!” the bard exaggerated.

“She may be a cursed princess, or…”

“You know, there are always similar stories, the final ending is true love to save the world, maybe you can too.”

Dandrien spouted irresponsibly.

“Is this a new story you made up?” Dijkstra pouted.

“No, it’s Roger, he told me.” The bard said vowedly.

Seeing a thoughtful look on Dijkstra’s face, Dandrien couldn’t help shivering.

“Ah, someone is calling me, I’m anxious!”

He hurriedly made excuses to escape from Dijkstra.

“What the **** did I say?”

“Roger only mentioned half-jokingly, saying that he had left some kind of curse on Philippa, but that was too difficult, after all, normal people…”

“Forget it, it’s inevitable that people who do intelligence work will have a little weird habit.”

At this time, the music in the banquet hall suddenly became cheerful, and Luo Jiu was now in the center of the stage. He was a witness to the wedding.

And his appearance also attracted everyone’s attention.

Then came Ye Naifah and Geralt.

One side is surrounded by the sorcerer, and the other side is followed by a strong witcher.

For the first time, Geralt didn’t complain about the clothes he was wearing.

“I like your outfit today.” Ye Naifah whispered close to Geralt.

“me too.”

The two have gone through hardships, and have gone through division and reunion, and finally ushered in a happy ending.

“Do you like my gift?”

Roger asked with a smile.

Ye Naifa nodded, “You fulfilled your promise, Roger, now I have the entire world.”

“thank you!”

It was Geralt who said this, he was restrained, but his eyes had conveyed all the gratitude.

“Don’t worry about thanking me.” Roger approached Geralt with a smile.

At this time, everyone sent forward words of blessing.

Suddenly, a familiar red burst into view.

It’s Triss.

Since the last time we parted, the sorcerer seemed to be haggard a lot, and it was also at that time that Geralt made her choice.

“bless all of you!”

Triss and Yenafa kissed each other’s cheeks. Yenafa seemed to see Triss’ haggardness, but didn’t say anything.

The past is gone.

Standing here are her and Geralt.

“Triss…”

Geralt’s voice was low, but the sorcerer gently shook her head. Seeing this scene of Ye Naifa’s uncharacteristic magnanimity, she moved away slightly and was soon surrounded by other guests.

“I’m glad you are here today.” Geralt’s voice was somewhat guilty.

“We are still friends, right?”

Geralt asked with a smile.

Triss hesitated for a moment, which made Geralt’s heart sink sharply.

“No, not exactly.”

Triss stepped forward and approached Geralt’s ear.

“You are not only my friend, but also the father of my child.”

Hearing these words, Geralt felt as if he had been stepped on by a hundred hippos, buzzing in his head.

“How… how is it possible?!”

He asked incoherently.

“Have you forgotten? The last night we spent the last time we separated, on the day you made your choice.”

“But you…but…”

“I beg Roger to help me make up for this shortcoming.” Triss smiled like a fox.

And then Geralt finally remembered what Roger had just said. He turned around abruptly, passed through the crowd, and saw Roger standing not far away.

“Do you like my present, Livia’s pile driver…”

Dandrien’s high-pitched voice came from the high platform.

“Let’s witness together…”

“The happy pair!”

There was thunderous applause~www.mtlnovel.com~ but Geralt felt trembling all over at this moment.

Break up and break up, what heartbeat to play?

It is foreseeable that the married life of the demon hunter will be extremely exciting.

Just like his adventurous career.

(End of the book)

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The fifty-five chapter is about 120,000 words. After Dlc has been updated, this story has finally come to an end. Thank you all for your company.

Thank you for your tolerance.

From the very beginning, I planned to write a relatively complete story. The Demon Hunter has a huge world view and a lot of details. Only a part of it was extracted to make up for some regrets when reading books and playing games.

The new book will not be too fast. At the end of the year, there will be a lot of work to be done, and some information needs to be checked. Avoid the pits that have been stepped on before.

See you in the new book!

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