"The more nonsense you talk about, the higher I charge, I don't know if you can afford the information you need now."

Kayla pulled her face down and unceremoniously retorted at the other party's taunt.

She didn't think she was really a village witch, working every day in exchange for a few dozen eggs, a bucket of milk, and other low-level pay.

"You're more grumpy than I thought you would...... Well, what do you want me to do? I'm sure you know that witchers don't have much money. After all, when it comes to the safety of his adopted daughter, Geralt can only give in.

"Rulers on almost every continent are looking for that girl...... Someone had asked me about Ciri before, and it was an elf—" The sorceress said lightly. "Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about a squirrel gangster, but an elven mage."

The witcher couldn't help but frown again: "Elven mage? What did he do when he asked for news from Ciri? ”

"I'd like to know that, too, but you know that it's unrealistic to get an elf to answer a question, so it's better to think about how to keep them from asking new questions."

“…… Well, did he leave any message for Ciri? Staring at Kayla's face, to make sure that the other party really didn't know about it, Geralt chose to settle down.

"Yes, he wants me to take her to him when I meet Ciri...... When that little girl came to me before, I told her the news, but she didn't appreciate it at all! ”

Kayla said visibly annoyed.

"So, there's a good chance that Ciri went to the elven mage's place?" Geralt grasped the key, "Can you tell me the exact location of that place?" ”

"Of course, I can take you there directly...... It was an elven ruin, just off the village of Midkops. Kayla said in a tone that she was very talkative and very negotiable.

“……”

“……”

Perhaps a little annoyed by the witcher's suspicious eyes, the sorceress explained angrily, "Because there is still something to be done between me and the elf, he promised to give me something, but he hasn't given it yet, so I have to get it myself." ”

"That elf didn't keep his promise?" If that's the case, then it's understandable, otherwise, Geralt will have to wonder if the other party is playing some kind of conspiracy, maybe it's a trap or something.

Nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief, he didn't think his relationship with Kayla was so good.

"No, I thought he would come back, or his little henchman would have appeared, but...... I don't know what's going on anyway. The sorceress replied, her voice a little irritated by suspicion.

"Well, let's find out."

Geralt's expression became a little solemn, he hadn't forgotten that the wild hunt was still chasing Ciri, and it was not a good sign that the elven mage did not appear.

Just like the sad spy Hack, Geralt was going to meet him, only to find the corpse of the guy who had been brutally tortured and tortured to the point of inhuman form.

If he had been targeted by a frenzied hunt, the elven mage would never have appeared again, perhaps because he had become a corpse.

This made him feel even more urgent, and he felt that he had to find Ciri as soon as possible, and he couldn't imagine what would happen if he was one step too late and let Wild Hunt find and capture Ciri first...... He couldn't even think about it.

……

……

The sky was overcast with dark clouds, the land eroded by darkness was desolate, the ruins of burned villages and towns were everywhere, and the corpses of people and creatures were everywhere, either white and badly rotten.

The blood of the corpses stained large swaths of the ground soil a dark brown, and even the plants were so twisted that they seemed to have lost their life.

In such an ominous and dead world, there is a beautiful girl with gray hair, a scar on her left cheek, and a beautiful face, walking unconsciously and unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, but the girl suddenly stood still and looked around a little blankly: "What am I doing?" Where am I? ”

Maybe it was because of such a thought that the world around me was turned upside down immediately—

The endless dead began to spread, the madness poured all over the mountains, the shadows spread into the distance, and the dead warriors were awakened again, and they took up their arms again and waved their butcher knives at their former comrades.

Lots of ghosts, shadows, countless living corpses, skeletons, mummies, death knights, ...... These are among the endless legions of the undead.

Even, in the sea of the army of the dead, there were huge dragons and other evil creatures, looming, exuding the smell of death.

"Death is not the end, forgetting is! You want to be redeemed, and the world wants to be restored to light? Hahahaha, let's first ask those undead in the past if they say yes! ”

Dressed in rich robes, it stood as proud as an emperor at the very center of the pyramid-like army of the undead.

The evil skull shook its jawbone, letting out a strange laugh that stinged everyone's nerves, pale flames burning in the spot of its non-existent eyes.

And in the depths of that flame, there are countless dead spirits roaring, roaring, and crying, full of curses for the living and the living.

Immediately after, it raised the bone staff held high by the arm of the white bone, and among the black diamonds embedded in the top of the staff, an unimaginable, violent and evil power erupted.

It was an incomparably deep dark evil, like a huge shadow, madly devouring the light around it, cutting through the order of the earth, tearing the world apart and becoming fragmented.

The flickering flame of the soul is like a phosphorus fire on a swamp, and the cold hoarfrost is engulfed by the torrent of the river of death, as if the resentment of the dead has brought about a howling cold current.

The pale frost, everywhere it passed, everything seemed to be instantly plunged into a biting cold winter, like a sponge absorbing water, frantically robbing the heat and temperature of the air, slowly turning everything into lifeless ice.

"Incarnate as pawns of the dead, we are the dead apostles, we are the dead apostles!"

"Go, go and destroy all the living, go and destroy this world, go and destroy everything!"

With the wild laughter of the terrifying figure that enveloped the land, a pale torrent swept across the continent, and the undead legions carried the resentment of the dead, eroding every land in the human world.

The gray-haired woman froze in place, and a strong sense of panic spread in her heart.

That was overwhelming despair!

Suddenly, the ground trembled faintly, and the whole world began to distort.

…………

"Ahh

With his eyes wide open, Ciri woke up from his sleep in a cold sweat. She woke up, but felt numb in her limbs and sweating profusely, her screams still echoing through the wilderness around her.

Her heart was still trembling, and she sat up from the hide, and subconsciously reached out to grab the weapon beside her.

However, there was only silence all around, only the sound of insects chirping in the grass, and this only accentuated the silence of the night in the wilderness.

The moon in the sky was bright and bright, casting a silver light on the earth, and bright stars dotted around it. Next to Ciri, there was a burned-out bonfire, and the wood was still emitting faint green smoke.

"I'm dreaming again......"

She was stunned for a long time before she seemed to react, and then put down the long sword in her hand with a wry smile......

Ciri wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and closed his eyes very tiredly.

This had happened several times, but she still felt a little uncomfortable, or should I say I couldn't believe it...... The world is so peaceful and beautiful now.

Green fields, clear streams, blue sky and white clouds during the day, and moonlight reflecting sparkling waves on the river at night......

Such a wonderful world, without pale frost, without raging undead, although not too peaceful, the army is like bandits, monsters are rampant everywhere, and the people are miserable, but it is better than the complete end of the world.

She couldn't believe that she had lived in such a wonderful world, who would have thought that all this would be completely destroyed in the near future?

After a while, Ciri re-lit the campfire, and the dry wood crackled in the flames.

She stared at the firelight, hugged her knees, and fell into deep thought and confusion. To this day, she still has a strong sense of unreality, as if in a dream.

This feeling is especially strong when you think about what will happen in a few years...... Hoarfrost and white light, war and pestilence, and finally pale death.

- The so-called "Gloria Plague" is actually a mixture of endless plagues and wars, frost and death, with the power of the Southern Empire and the Northern Kingdom as bait, and finally brought about the end of all beings.

Therefore, no one can stop it, only watch the flooding river of death sweep through the world.

The humiliation, pain, and resentment of the dead and the undead have caused them to march in hell and rise in the graves to take unbridled revenge on the living! They do not allow history to forget their resentment, they do not allow the living to abandon the pain of the past!

And they are not just trying to avenge the Southern Nilfgaard Empire, which has trampled on their lives and dignity, and the Northern Kingdom, they even want to destroy the whole world!

To the west is the Ocean and the Sedna Depths, to the northernmost part of the continent, to the Dragon Mountains, to the east, to the Koraz Desert and the Hakran Tribal Territory, and to the south, to the mysterious kingdoms of Hannu and Baltha......

No nation, no religion, no race, no hero can stop the scourge of the undead that engulfs and devours all things. Even the legendary dragons will be slain before this overwhelming torrent, and then their bones will rise again with the power of frost -

Become a pale minion and fight for darkness and evil.

Like a terrible curse, it radiates across the continent, killing all living creatures, and then relegating all the dead to the pale flood of the undead to become part of the terrible lich's army.

"You are our last hope, you are the flame, the white flame that illuminates the world, the seed that does not sprout but burns...... We need your abilities, and this war will determine whether the world will be shrouded in eternal night, or if a new dawn will come. ”

The voice was still repeating in his head, but Ciri didn't know what he was supposed to do.

It's too heavy, this responsibility is too heavy, she doesn't know if she has the consciousness and ability to take on this responsibility.

However, it had to be done, and there was no one but her who could help her share the pressure of this responsibility. Even if you don't have the consciousness of being ruled by fate, you can't expect such a thing.

Lonely, weak, helpless –

In any case, she can't stop herself, she must make her own judgment, make a plan, and then execute it properly, without hesitation or hesitation.

"This time, I'll save everyone......"

The woman said to herself as if she was cheering herself up, and then turned her head to look at the magic lantern beside her. She decided to enter the tower on Fic Island tomorrow to communicate with that terrible evil spirit and find a way to solve the curse of the rat tower.

Then, she'll have the results of the sorcerer's legacy in the tower—a very important part of the time war, and Ciri must destroy as much of the future "Scourge of the Dawn" as possible.

And the plague is one of them.