Knowing that only High Elves and Great Wizards like Elrod could see his bloodline, Geralt went to great lengths to teach the elves not to tell him that he was a dragon, and persuaded him to deal with humans on his own when he went outside. However, after only two or three towns, Geralt decided that they needed to avoid crowded places unless they had a necessary supply of food—for even with his hood and the peculiar glimmer of the elves, Elrod's temperament was too strong, and Geralt was too tired to cope with the constant appearance of the unscrupulous Ascendants—and perhaps jealousy? - Ask the noble elves to be patient with the curiosity of traveling.

"When I get my muscles up and look ferocious, they'll have more eyes. Just a year or two - after all, years are not worth the pity of your long life, how about it? ”

However, compared to these, Chu Songluo is more worried that the heroine will always come to Geralt's side without avoidance.

The word "always" means that he can rewind more than once in this world.

This epic setting is a grand world, with good luck and delicious luck, and the laws are also very difficult. He originally planned to be the kind of friend who was moved by the enthusiastic protagonist and decided to help his friend - a good partner - jumped back - was saved by the protagonist's mouth cannon The boss of this route, and then fell in love with him, but he didn't expect that the brotherly feelings were still being cultivated here, and the heroine always fell from the sky, and quickly followed the undisciplined son of the dragon** sweet and sweet, and after the love plot, no matter how you dodged.

The heroine who is passionate and hot and dares to rebel against fate can do this, but Chu Songluo, who is dressed in a cold skin, can't, so he simply took advantage of this momentum and was sadly and innocently stabbed to death by the protagonist's team.

…… Chu Songluo, who was not in a good mood, pulled the plot belt and rewound the whole process seven times like a fast forward, and from this time on, he seriously changed his route - taking the route of the big boss who has superb acting skills, cultivates the protagonist to grow up sweetly, falls in love, and finally jumps the anti-blackening big boss route.

And he gradually discovered that Geralt was not the kind of hot-blooded brave man who dared to fight, but was like a resourceful ranger, cunning, ambitious, and willing to take revenge.

So before, he was waiting for Geralt to ask him for help with a cold face, but this time he pretended to be kind to the end, and saved him from the sky with light.

In addition, he didn't plan to be the protagonist's assistant this time, so he didn't choose the longbow route of physical attacks, and became a magician with the same positioning as the protagonist, but he didn't expect that due to the cover of the robe, Geralt treated him as a woman.

Hehe, if you stabbed me at the beginning, you had to stab ♂ me back.

"Elrod? Ellrod? Geralt saw that he was distracted, and was a little helpless at the elf's distraction, "Did you listen to me?" ”

"I'm listening to the wind." The wind was called by the name of the god's darling, and gently brushed his long golden hair. "The wind told me that a man was coming."

When the elf's blue eyes looked at him, Geralt couldn't help but skip a beat in his heartbeat.

He said slowly, "It's up to you to arrange it, Geralt." But I needed to meet this man - I felt fatalistic. ”

True fateful involvement.

After all, she owed me in her last life? I can't hide from her so many times, so it's better not to hide, and I'm just head-on. Between the words, he thought of a way to deal with it.

Geralt felt a strange feeling in his heart, and he couldn't help but say, "Why haven't I heard that elves can still have the power of prophecy?" - But then again, aren't all elves archery? How are you doing magic. ”

"Prophecy is the business of sorcerers, just as fate is the business of the stars. And I, the elf favored by the stars. ”

The sky had darkened, the town was still brightly lit, but the mountains were surrounded by transparent silence. "As for archery, the Rarians are natural marksmen, but I—"

“Vanyar。”

What interrupted Chu Songluo's words was the heroine with long silver-gray hair. She had a young face, like a lovely girl, but she was dressed in a smart and energetic suit, wrapped in the perfect curve of the convex and backward, and the bow was drawn in her hand, and she made a vigilant posture of attacking at any time.

She stared at Chu Songluo tightly with violet eyes and repeated, "You are a Fanya." Beloved by the gods, the Vanya tribe was born as a spirit who had seen the sacred tree, and it had been a long time since they had been to the continent of mankind - what were you doing here? ”

Chu Songluo nodded, "Yes, I'm a Fanya, so what I'm good at is magic." ”

Geralt looked at the woman's not-so-obvious pointed ears, at her initially strange elven language, at her wary and dangerous stance, and at the way Elrod stood there defenselessly, even echoing what she said, and understood for the first time what she meant by "smoke in anger." Now there was a burst of energy in his body that was about to explode, and he felt his breath heat and his mouth burst into flames.

Check it out! You so-called fateful person is a woman! I want to kill you!

Geralt forced the words back into his stomach and said angrily, "I don't know any elven races, but you'd better put down your bow." Obviously, our benevolent elves have no hostility to weaker humans. ”

The blonde-haired elf gave him a faint look, "She's a half-elf, a hybrid of humans and Rarians. As you can see, she is good at bows and arrows. Besides—"

With that, he raised his wand in his hand, but he didn't use magic, just let it glow faintly.

The light from the sacred tree caused the girl, who was half of the elven blood in her body, to immediately fall into a fainting overload.

The elf followed the wind in an instant and caught her body behind her, and the wind sent the smell of blood: "- Besides, she is also wounded. ”

Geralt snorted into the air in anger, but something unexpected happened—

A squib-like ring of fire drilled out of his throat, and the scorching heat sent a wave of air into the air.

The flames did not completely dissipate when they touched the elven robes of the Noa tribe, and Geralt was startled, and quickly rolled in the clearing before he was ready to get up, but it happened to meet Elrod's magnified face in front of him.

The elf crouched beside him, reaching out and touching his chest - oh my God, what was "she" going to do?

Geralt's blood was still burning, but he still felt his face burn, and he stared at the sky uncomfortably, allowing the always cold elf girl to touch him intimately, and Ai Ai asked, "Uh, what are you doing?" ”

The elf spat out a string of incomprehensible syllables, then explained in the continental lingua franca, "Your dragon's breath is activated. After the dragon's blood passes through the heart, it goes to a dragon's unique organ, the dragon's heart, which converts energy into dragon breath and stores it in the lungs. ”

―― You were trying to identify his organs?

Geralt was a little disappointed and turned her gaze back to her, "Can I get up?" ”

The elf nodded, and Geralt jumped to her feet, and quickly took the elf's hand to pull her up, though she certainly didn't need it. Geralt defended himself, "Gentlemanly manners, this is human etiquette. ”

Geralt seemed to see the elf's eyes with "But you're not human."

But instead of dwelling on the subject, she said, "We should pick up the pace, you're growing very fast—"

"I know I know," Geralt himself has bought many books about dragons, "and if I don't get the inheritance before the Dragonheart matures, I'll be a half-human, half-dragon monster with no reason." He turned to look at the half-elf girl who was placed on the soft grass that "she" had just spawned, and said angrily: "I didn't expect it, right? The person to whom your fate is implicated is a woman. ”

The elf said calmly, "It's not about gender. ”

"She" pondered for a moment, then continued, "Out of an abundance of caution, I shouldn't have recommended you a rare Ice Dragon Inheritance, lest it affect your future. ”

Geralt was hit hard by the "gender is not related" and asked with a lack of interest: "Is there anything else?" ”

"I hate dragon flames." Chu Songluo decided to gain his trust with a moderate degree of honesty, "Have you heard the bard's song-"

"--Only the dragon's fire, the god's curse, and the utter sorrow can kill the elves."

Geralt muttered, then shocked, "It's true?!" Then why would you want to help a descendant of an evil dragon? ”

The elves looked at him with pure, clear eyes.

Geralt was unsurprisingly defeated, sighing, "Okay, okay, I shouldn't have asked." Of course I'm going to choose the Ice Dragon, let's go find the bones of the Frost Dragon, shall we? ”

Elrod's reply to him was a smile.

Geralt: "-!! ”

Geralt immediately crouched on the ground clutching his chest.

I can't hold the power of the wilderness in my body!

Geralt stopped the elf who was about to pull him up with "gentlemanly courtesy", and staggered and was about to run away to take a shower, but was stopped by the elf.

"She" pointed to the heroine, who was still lying on the ground, "She needs a quiet place to rest." ”

Geralt was already able to decipher the meaning of the elf who saved words, and he resigned himself to carrying this hateful "fateful man", feeling the surging milk on his back, and couldn't help but feel a stump in his heart, he didn't think that his suspected rival in love would one day be a woman - or a woman with much more milk than his sweetheart?

Imagining Elrod's smooth body and smile, the flame in Geralt's heart burned again.

He hatefully thought, it's better to have a flat chest! The goddess's breasts are different from these bewitching sluts outside!

***

Geralt refused to let Elrod come into contact with this bewitching slut, so he was the only one who ushered in the half-elf's leisurely awakening.

Maybe it was because it was dark at the time, or maybe the young man next to an elf couldn't have the slightest sense of zài, and the bewitching slut didn't seem to remember him at all, and asked weakly, "Who are you?" Why am I here? ”

Geralt thought to himself, I haven't asked these classic questions yet, but you're asking me?

The wonderful body of the half-elf seemed more and more unpleasant to him, and he crossed Erlang's legs and held a grass in his mouth, and dealt with her nonchalantly, "I am a brave man looking for dragons, a penniless vagabond, as for you, who knows who you are?" ”

"Brave?" The girl smiled in surprise, "That's good, I'm the princess of this country!" ”

Geralt was dumbfounded, and the grass in his mouth fell off, and he quickly picked it up again. The half-elf, who calls herself a princess, gives a lengthy list of names, then says what Geralt is looking forward to, "You can call me Ludovina!" ”

“…… Ludovina. He asked with difficulty: "Okay, just if you are a princess, how can a princess of a country appear here?" ”

Princess Ludovina pursed her pink lips like roses, sullen. "My father is a big villain, and he wants to marry me to a nobleman I have never met! I hated him, so I sneaked out without telling the guards. She looked at Geralt with anticipation in her eyes, "You are a brave man, do you want to be my knight?" That's what bards all sing! ”

Ludovina straightened her chest.

In the original book, Ludovina was deliberately raised by the king to be both scheming and arrogant and rebellious - this king claimed to be the seeker of the god of beauty, but in his eyes, gold and gem beauties were naturally not obtained, but the more beautiful was indeed the melting of gold, the crushing of gems, and the self-esteem of the beauty being tormented to the point of collapse. He raised his daughter into a beauty, and after enduring it for many years, he was about to enjoy the beauty in his eyes, and Ludovina naturally wanted to run.

She is very good at using her charm as a woman, and she has won the protection of countless people in exchange for it. Although the young man in front of him claimed to be a vagabond, it was obvious that his robe was made of fine craftsmanship and had high-level magic enchantment. If he didn't have the slightest power behind him, how could he afford to wear such clothes?

…… But why are you here?

That's right, that Vanya elf!

The Vanya clan is the most noble elve, and it has not appeared on the continent for many years. I don't know why he's there, but he's certainly powerful. She originally wanted to win his protection with a stubborn and independent half-elf posture, but she didn't know what magic he used, and she actually knocked herself unconscious!!

She still felt a pain in her brain as she remembered from her grogginess that there was another person beside the elf.

"-It's you!"

After recalling, her attitude changed drastically, "What about that Fanya? ”

She no longer pretends to be pitiful, and Geralt naturally doesn't deserve to play with her. In terms of force, he was not able to compare to this half-elf for the time being-he secretly prepared to flee, and sneered: "You want to kill her, why should I tell you where she is?" ”

Wait, "she"?

However, thinking that the Vanya tribe is indeed mostly female in the literature, and the young elves are all named after their mothers and grow up with their mothers, Ludovina is also relieved. It turned out to be a female elf, no wonder there was no pity.

Lu Duovina also disdainfully said: "The kind of light spirit who was born under the sacred tree, naturally looks down on a bastard like me who is easily tempted by darkness mixed with human blood. I've heard that most of the Fanya tribe have pure-blood cleanliness and will take the initiative to get rid of half-elves. ”

"There's no such thing."

The door was pushed open, and the elf took off his hood. His countenance is like amber, which makes people feel only in a trance and dazed, but also feels so beautiful that it is pitiful, and at the same time feels mysterious and distant, like a man on the clouds.

"She" gently placed her wand in Ludovina's hand.

"The sacred tree will bless you with your well-being. Head south to the woods to find the abode of the grey elves, and with this branch, they will provide you with shelter on your escape. ”

The wand was meaningless to Chu Songluo, because magic was just a line of rules, and he was the one who controlled the rules.

It wasn't a pity for him to give his wand, on the contrary, how kind Elrod was on the surface, the more Geralt's favor leaned towards him.

This is the method that Chu Songluo came up with, looking at Geralt's iron-blue face, he knew that this trick was still very effective.

Chu Songluo then lightly threw meat and bones to the dragonborn big dog to show comfort.

"I'm going on a trip with my friend, and I can't go with you, so let's leave it at that."

The elf, who was adhering to Geralt's nonsense "gentlemanly etiquette", held out his hand to him—

Geralt forced the corners of his mouth to curl down.

***

The journey north of the Vanya Elf Elrod and Geralt, the descendant of the dragon, is spent in Geralt's day-to-day general knowledge lessons.

Geralt said bitterly: "...... I know you're kind! But the important things that save your life should be kept for yourself! I'm not talking about selfishness -- if you don't say it, you're selfish, what's wrong with being selfish? Moderate selfishness is necessary! That demon-woman wanted to kill you before, why were you so nice to her! blablablabla…… Wait, are you listening to me??? ”

Elrod: "I'm listening to the wind. ”