The Divine Hunter - Chapter 628

Chapter 628 Francesca

Compared with a few years ago, the princess of Temeria has undergone a lot of changes. Under the white priest’s robe, the exquisite and delicate body has a bit more mature charm, and the embroidered robe is stretched high.

The hair that used to be casually draped over his shoulders was bundled and slid down his back.

Narrow and sharp eyes, high nose bridge, angular lips, softer lines and full of affinity.

Although she does not wear makeup, her appearance is not inferior to that of the sorceresses, but instead exudes another kind of charm.

“Good evening, Roy ‘Master’.” Yada stretched out her right hand towards the witcher with a smile, her eyes flashing with joy, Roy bowed and kissed the back of the other’s raised hand,

“His Royal Highness Yada, I haven’t seen you for a few years. Your style is even better than before.”

He was already numb, and this meeting had a huge discrepancy with his memory.

Linus Pitt before, and this Highness, are people who should not be there.

Yada looked at the female companion beside him,

“Without an introduction, who is this beautiful lady?”

Roy moved his lips, and Coral hooked his arm before he could finish speaking, and straightened his collar, like a gentle and caring wife, but quietly puffed out his chest.

“You two, you look like a perfect match.”

Yada’s expression froze imperceptibly, her eyes suddenly dimmed, she picked up a glass of absinthe by the dining table, took a sip,

“I almost forgot to introduce you to an acquaintance.”

She turned around and beckoned, another gray casual man with a tall and straight blond hair crossed the crowd and greeted him with a face full of surprise.

“Haha, Luo Yi… idiot teacher!”

A mouthful of food squeezed the man’s cheeks like squirrels, and gave off a smell of fresh salmon, Roy hesitantly reached out to hold his mustard-stained hands,

“Grim Sigurd, why are you here?”

“Have you forgotten, it was you who suggested that I go to Vizima to join His Highness Yada!” Grimm swallowed the meat wholeheartedly, patted his chest and smoothed out his breath, and said happily, “I am now accepting the advice of the lady in the lake. Test, protect the high priest of the Virtue Church under her command!”

“I swear by the honor of a knight, when I pass all the trials and get the title of knight of the Five Virtues, I will invite you to drink the Vizima champion, and you will not return if you are not drunk!”

“Your courage is commendable, then I am waiting for you!”

Roy greeted Grimm, who was always swearing, and looked at Yada, “His Royal Highness is here this time—”

Princess pouted her sparkling lips playfully,

“You haven’t returned to Vizima for several years, and I’m here to capture you, an irresponsible lakeside knight, on behalf of the Lady of the Lake!”

Roy’s expression stiffened,

Yada covered her red lips and smiled happily, and said, not without flaunting,

“Seriously, in the Lake Vizima area, the size of our Virtue Church has surpassed Eternal Fire. Ms. Vivian is busy blessing believers, answering their prayers, and performing miracles, so she has no time to see you.”

“The reason why I’m here, you’re not an outsider,” Yada led the three to a remote corner of the banquet hall, carefully sketching with five fingers, the magic power given to her by the lady in the lake instantly blocked the sound of the outside world,

“Royal advisor Kayla Metz revealed to me the ‘hidden program’ of the meeting… The culprit in the assassination of my father, and the traitor among the royal advisors in Temeria is in Arethusa Palace. I’m cooperating with the North Allies arrested her and brought her to justice.”

Yada’s tone paused, and a terrifying light flashed from her long and narrow eyes.

“Right now, there are a group of White Rose Knights hiding in the Arethusa Palace. Just wait for the dead of night, when Keira and Philippa send a signal, and start immediately!”

Roy unbuttoned the top button of his shirt a little sultryly. Temeria’s army actually came to this muddy water, but unfortunately it was no use.

“Roy, I know you are very skilled, but you didn’t interfere with this situation,” Yada thought that the witcher was shocked by this fact, and said with concern, “After a while, you will return honestly. Stay in the dormitory, and come out tomorrow when the sun rises, when the big cleaning is almost over and everything is settled.”

Roy was still thinking about whether to reveal to her that hundreds of allies were on their way. A short and slender sorceress wearing a green thin sabotage shirt with bright straw-colored long straight hair greeted her.

“Kyla is here,” Yada waved her hand openly, “I have to go say hello to her, goodbye, two.”

She held up the absinthe again towards the witcher and drank it, her pale cheeks flushed red.

She wiped off the wine stains from the corners of her mouth cleanly,

“Take care, Roy, you must go back to Vizima when you have time.”

White hair flutters, and Fang traces hide in the crowd.

…

“Have you had a relationship with Princess Yada before?” Coral smiled tenderly, observing the man’s expression,

“How is it possible, I just helped her to lift the curse of the vampire bird.” Roy shook his head, suppressed the strangeness in his heart and emphasized, “We are just ordinary friends.”

“The life of His Royal Highness Yada may not be as glamorous as it seems.” Coral smiled and said meaningfully, “There are rumors that Foltest’s mistress gave birth to a son for him not long ago. If In the future, let the illegitimate son inherit the throne, where will Yada go?”

“Marrying with princes from other countries?”

Roy was silent for a moment, shook his head, his tone was firm,

“Yada is now the high priest of the Virtue Church, a real ‘strong woman’, blessed by the Lady of the Lake, and the king cannot force her.”

Yes, history has changed, and this tragic girl no longer has to marry the prince of Redania – the little bald, stone-hearted Radovid V.

…

There was a sudden commotion in the hall.

All attention was drawn to the past.

“The senior management of the Wizarding Society has arrived.” Coral restrained her smile.

The sorcerers naturally gave way and bowed to the people who came down from the top floor of the Gastang Palace.

Walking in the forefront is a middle-aged man in simple clothes and full of energy.

“Gerhart of Elle, also known as Hen Gedimidis, is the oldest known elder in the Society, currently over five hundred years old.” Coral explained, sticking to the witcher’s ear, “His The teacher is Joffrey Monk, the most powerful human mage in history who put Dijing into the sealed bottle.”

Roy was shocked, and a series of data flashed through his silver-gray pupils.

This old guy has deep mana, mastering hundreds of spells, including several unheard of forbidden spells, and he is no different than Wygford.

But he does not have the good skills that Wei Ge inherited from Druids. He suffers from heart disease and other diseases, and his health is very worrying.

“But don’t worry, this elder will never betray the North.”

A tall woman with black hair walked beside him.

“Tishaya, Headmaster Arethusa.”

“It was she who proposed that cruel iron law that all students of Arethusa must be magically ligated?” Roy asked,

“Yeah, but she’s neutral, she’s a pure magician,” Coral said with slight admiration, “and definitely won’t help the South.”

Roy nodded. In his memory, the principal released the traitor who had been chained by the anti-magic shackles at the Sinid Island meeting out of neutrality. This led to two factions with diametrically opposed political stances fighting each other, and the Northern Association was destroyed. in once.

Afterwards, out of desperation and self-blame, Tishaya chose to cut herself off.

But, Roy clenched her fists quietly, this time, her fate will be rewritten.

A chubby, ugly middle-aged man with sly eyes, one of the members of the Wizarding Society, Alto Tranova, poured into the two behind them.

Roy remembered that he was one of the traitors.

An orchid-like beauty walked into the hall at the very end.

Dark blonde hair and gray-green dress swayed gently with the footsteps, rustling.

The elf-style blush shimmers in the light.

Different from this lively hall, her big clear eyes are unusually calm, reminiscent of a newborn deer and a breezy forest.

…

Francesca saw the young witcher in the crowd at a glance.

was beyond Roy’s expectations.

This time, the elf lady did not escape. Instead, in the ambiguous eyes of Alto Tranova and Philippa’s scrutiny, she took the initiative to lean towards Roy and glanced at him with mysterious blue eyes. His voice was so cold that he seemed to be talking to himself in the air.

“Don’t bring anyone else.”

She went straight to the lonely corridor north of the hall.

Roy gave Coral a look of acting as planned, and followed up alone.

…

“Enidan Gleanna (Enidan Gleanna), the leader of the Squirrel Party, Queen Ain Shedi who endured humiliation, finally met.” The witcher calmly stared at the delicate and pure picture five meters away under the dim light. The suffocated face, the straight nose, the moist red lips, and the distorted eyes are a miracle of the Creator, “You know, I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time.”

“Dh’oine (human), Roy of the Viper School, put away the hypocritical politeness, let’s save time and get to the point.” Francesca swiped her hand through the air, and the invisible magic barrier flickered in the air, Cut them off from the outside world. “Tell me, where on earth do you know so many secrets.”

“My relationship with the Squirrel Party, my deal with Emhyr.”

Roy smiled,

“Actually, I have some elf blood, not a pure human, so you don’t have to be so hostile to me. In addition, witchers always pay attention to fairness and justice. How about this, let’s take turns asking questions. For the sake of sincerity, I will answer first. your problem.”

“Your organization killed hundreds of my compatriots twice before and after, and told me about the so-called fairness and justice?”

France’s voice is clear and melodious, still quiet,

“You mean in Norweigray, in northern Elland? I just wanted to ask, who moved first?” Roy smiled contemptuously, his eyes turned cold, “Could it not be justifiable to be attacked? To defend, but to stretch your neck and let you slaughter?”

The woman silently clenched the amulet on her chest, and the calm aura of lake water suddenly weakened.

Roy stared at her for a while before nodding.

“Since you have nothing to say, how about following my rules? The answer to your question just now was Wigfords – I got all the information about your Excellency from this middleman, such as your sending the Squirrel to attack North, to gain the trust and promise of Emperor Nilfgaard, let him help you seize the ownership of the Valley of Flowers after the outbreak of the Second War and help you rebuild the elven kingdom.”

“The trick to sow discord is too low. He can’t betray me!”

The woman suddenly tightened her slender eyebrows, tilted her head and looked at him, a flash of anger flashed in her bright eyes, as if hearing that a relative or friend was slandered and humiliated,

“You’re right, he didn’t take the initiative to sell it. But there is a lot of evidence in his legacy that you colluded with the south.”

“Legacy? You mean Wygfortz is dead?” The woman shook her head, “Just you, an ordinary witcher?”

Roy shrugged nonchalantly and sighed, “I was not Vigo’s opponent at the time, but his wolf ambitions were too inflated and offended the gods, and he was finally annihilated by the cosmic aurora, and there was no **** left! If not dead, How could he possibly give up his power in the association?”

The woman was a little unacceptable for a while, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyes turned and she fell into thinking.

Roy waited for a moment,

“It’s my turn. Madam, I hope you answer your questions candidly and in detail, otherwise the conversation will be difficult to continue.”

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(end of this chapter)