"Are you...... Wait, you're Kayla? ”

The white-haired witcher was covered in mud and leaves, and the smell on his body was terrible, and he was clearly not in the right state-

After being found by the sorceress, she still shook her body vigorously, and Geralt still slowly woke up after a while, and her expression and eyes were still full of confusion.

He looked a little dazed, as if he had just woken up: "Kayla...... Why are you here? ”

It's not at all like a witcher who is extremely vigilant, more agile and alerter than the average human, and can often detect danger one step faster than anyone else!

In particular, this person is Geralt of Livia, who has nicknames such as "White Wolf" and "Butcher of Bravican", and belongs to the best of the witchers.

In the Witcher's Grass Trial, he showed an unusual ability to endure and survived, thus gaining extraordinary abilities. Geralt is also said to have undergone further experiments with the Witcher's mutations, which gave him greater speed, strength and stamina, and sharper reflexes and senses than his fellow Witchers.

But now, it doesn't look like it at all, and Kayla can't help but have some kind of suspicion from the bottom of her heart.

There was another thought that inexplicably flashed through her mind-

No wonder this guy was stabbed to death by a farmer with a pitchfork that picked up dung.

"Of course I'm Kayla, and why am I here, you ask? Of course I was dragged up to this damn Fik Island by you! ”

The sorceress said angrily, her tone seemed hard, not approachable at all, and no longer had the same ulterior motives and ambiguous hints as before, after all, everyone had already talked about the showdown.

And she had just probed around, and found that the previous movement had subsided, and the island seemed to be quiet again, and the violent and abnormal fluctuations of magic, as if the storm and frost from another world, had disappeared without a trace.

Judging that the matter seemed to have come to an end, and there was no danger on the island for the time being, she naturally let go of her nervousness, and since she was no longer nervous, she naturally returned to her previous behavior pattern.

"I'll drag you up...... Fick Island ...... Bug Island ......"

The witcher's eyes flickered, and then he seemed to finally remember what was going on.

"Wait, I remember, Ciri...... Ciri She ...... Hiss-"

He jumped up from the ground suddenly, but stumbled on his feet, and almost fell to the ground, as if because of the amplitude of his movements at once, there was immediately a wave of dizziness in his head, and a dull pain in the back of his neck.

"Shit, damn it...... She...... Where is Ciri? ”

The memories before being beaten unconscious by his daughter came flooding back, Geralt was angry and anxious, but he didn't care about being angry, he still endured the feeling of dizziness, covered his forehead with one hand, pressed the back of his neck with the other, and looked around.

"I don't know about that, because when I came to look for you, I saw you lying here...... It scared me just now, thinking that you guys had been killed. ”

Kayla spread her hands, saying that she didn't know about it, that she hadn't had time to run into Ciri or any of the enemies, but she knew what was going on.

Presumably, Ciri is going to use himself to take risks and attract the attention of the wild hunt, so as to protect Geralt's safety or something.

However, the latter, as a father, could not agree to this matter at all, and as a result, he was suddenly knocked on the stick - even the sharpest and most alert witcher must be defenseless against the people closest to him and most trusted, so it is not surprising that he was directly hit.

The sorceress turned her head to look in one direction and stretched out her hand: "The movement over there before was particularly loud, as if the battlefield was in that direction...... But now that there's no sound, maybe we can go and see. ”

"It's over......?!" The witcher who covered his forehead suddenly jumped in his heart, and now there was no sound?

Because of the dizziness in his mind, he realized that there was indeed no movement around him, so he hurriedly turned around and began to run in the direction that Kayla was pointing.

"Hey, wait a minute...... Damn it! ”

Kayla could only grit her teeth and chase after her skirt with a brisk pace.

Luckily, this is a swampy wetland, and potholes and muddy puddles are almost everywhere, and the witcher has obviously been knocked on a stick by his own daughter not long ago, and is not in particularly good condition now, and he is still a little wobbly running.

So she was barely able to catch up, but her face was full of disgust and disgust. After all, it's not a good experience for anyone to walk through muddy water in a dark, rotten swamp wetland.

What's more, an upper-class person like her, there is no doubt that she used to be a court warlock, and she definitely lived a luxurious life of fine clothes and food, almost no different from the real aristocratic class.

However, the sorceress also knows her current situation, the feathered phoenix is not as good as a chicken, no matter how noble her identity was in the past, now she is just a lost dog, so she dislikes it, but she didn't say anything to complain.

"I was on the outskirts of the island just now, and I seem to hear the sound of a dragon roaring, is there a dragon creature involved?"

"That's right, your hearing is impeccable......"

Geralt felt that his state was rapidly recovering, and he was now restless and agitated, feeling that there was nowhere to vent his negative emotions. Kayla was his ally again, and instead of running away on her own, she risked her life to find him.

This made him unable to act ill of the sorceress, and could only give an answer with his head down, and show his intention to talk for the time being.

But Kayla didn't have the ability to read people's faces in the dark, and as she navigated through dense forests, swampy wetlands, and kept up with Geralt's speed, she was already struggling and began to become out of breath.

But even so, she couldn't help but continue to ask, "Is it a high dragon, or a real dragon?" What is it for? ”

- This is not only the nature of women's gossip, but also because of the natural curiosity of being a sorceress who is proficient in the occult realm.

"A real dragon, of course, there's no doubt about it! I've almost never seen a creature that so big, it's definitely twenty meters long, and it can swallow an entire bear in one bite......"

Geralt said sullenly, noticing that the wetland beneath his feet was beginning to solidify and appear covered in frost, so he subconsciously accelerated his pace again.

"Who knows what madness it is, it's clearly coming for Ciri...... And it looks like a white dragon, I'm not too sure, but I can see that its whole body is covered with white frost, spitting cold air......"

"White Dragon? Is it really a white dragon? Kayla looked shocked at this, "Oh my God, this is a great subject to study. ”

"I don't want to study this subject at all!" The witcher said angrily, he had seen the raging battlefield in front of him.

Dragon.

Once a very common giant creature on this continent, it is also considered to be the representative of magical energy.

- Of course, it's just a matter of the past.

If they were still a "common" species at this time, it would be a disaster. After all, this kind of apex predator, which has always firmly occupied the upper layer of the food chain in nature, also belongs to the product of the confluence of the celestial spheres, and is distributed on both continents and archipelagos.

This giant reptile represents the power of "chaos" - the so-called "chaos", which refers to the power or energy opposed to "order", and in layman's terms, the source of the magic of all kinds of spellcasters.

According to ancient elven legends, during the confluence of the celestial spheres about 1,500 years ago, humans crossed the sea to this continent, and quickly mastered the skill of absorbing magical energy from the "meeting point", so as to conquer the indigenous people of the continent, that is, elves and dwarves.

To this day, "meeting points" are still as widespread as bubbles within the planet's confines.

In nature, on the other hand, there are two creatures that are innately able to perceive the existence of the "meeting point" and can absorb their magic from it. One of the creatures is a cat, and the other is a dragon.

Like cats, dragons are able to absorb magical energy. Like cats, they like to spend time in various magical places, where they snooze and absorb energy, but no one knows what they do with it.

They have ruled the continent once and many times in the past, and the deadly dragon flame is the nemesis of the city, and the dragon's appetite is a constant threat to the continent's first colonists.

Eventually, the Warlocks stepped up to the confronting of these creatures and created Demon Hunters to deal with them.

Today, the dragon is on the verge of extinction.

Of course, warlocks are also being persecuted on a large scale, and the profession of witchers seems to have finally come to an end, after all, their usefulness to humans is no longer as great as in the early days of colonization, but has become a threat.

It's ironic, but it's also realistic.

Nowadays, only the occasional species of wurms such as fork-tailed monitor lizards and gliding monitor lizards can be seen on the mainland, but they are not the same as those real dragons, like cats and tigers.

In addition, there are many types of real dragons. There are about five major species in people's cognition, the green dragon, the red dragon, the black dragon, the white dragon, and the rock dragon.

It's just that for non-specialists, there are three categories by color -

Green dragons are not pure green, mostly gray, or somewhere in between, and are mainly found in arid or rocky areas. They are also the smallest dragons, about the size of horses.

Red dragons are reddish-brown or brick-red, and generally live in caves, and their dragon flames are extremely hot enough to melt metal, with an average body length of about 15 meters.

The black dragon is dark brown, with an average body length of about 10 meters, and has the hardest scales, making it basically invulnerable. It lives mainly in swamps and wetlands, and spends its days soaking in mud, which can spew strong acid enough to corrode armor.

White dragons, on the other hand, are the least common, and are said to live in the far north, but there are no credible sightings yet, so information is scarce.