Chapter 191: The Two Who Are About to Meet
The petite sorceress didn't speak, she just crossed her hands on her hips and bit her lip angrily, looking at the witcher with indignation.
"You've said before that Radovid is a madman. Are you going to use such a bargaining chip to negotiate with such a madman who likes to negotiate terms with iron clips and burns at the stake until they are roasted to the point of red? ”
The latter didn't care, just continued to take care of himself, and finally gave his own evaluation, "I have to say that this plan is really stupid and risky." ”
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"Do you really think that the people in power would willingly pay for such drugs? If you're not stupid, you're playing tricks on me right now. ”
Finding that Kayla was just staring at her with anger on her face and not speaking, Geralt's eyebrows were almost wrinkled.
"What the hell are you trying to say?" Kayla took a deep breath, seemingly trying to control her emotions.
Geralt sighed and said seriously:
"Radovid's goal is to defeat Nhil, he doesn't care about the good of his own people, treating and stopping the spread of the plague will not help him at all, if you do go to him, you will only be burned along with those notes...... Or be forced by him to use the plague to make weapons. ”
"Damn, why are you all the same words!" The sorceress screamed a little frantically, "I just want to get out of this country place, out of this damn swamp, out of this world full of lice, bugs, and mud!" ”
You guys?
A kind of rhetoric?
Geralt's heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly asked, "Wait a minute, what did Ciri tell you at that time?" ”
Speaking of this, Kayla immediately became extremely annoyed: "She said that if I went to find Radovid, I would definitely regret it...... She said that I would be arrested by that madman and executed in public execution in the main square of the Novi Gree, and I would be pierced on a stake and die a painful death! ”
After hesitating for a moment, she still added angrily-
"And that little ...... That little girl's tone and demeanor were as if she had seen it with her own eyes, and looking at the sworn expression on her face at that time made me angry. ”
This sentence is probably not angry, because she does look angry, her full chest rises and falls sharply, and the white flowers are very eye-catching.
Geralt struggled to keep his eyes from following the laws of gravity, and ran into strange places, staring at Kayla's face closely, trying to tell if the other person was telling the truth or a lie from the changes in his expression and eyes.
- but it seemed strange that Kayla wasn't lying, and he couldn't understand it.
"In that case, the question arises, why did you take the initiative to tell Ciri about your plans?"
Geralt frowned and asked a new question-
"Did you want to use her to help you solve the problem of the rat tower on Fik Island, so you told her about the magic lantern?"
He couldn't help but be so suspicious, not only because Ciri was his daughter, but Kayla was just an outsider she knew, so she was emotionally biased. And it's also because if you don't do that, it won't make sense at all.
"Nope! As I said, she came for my magic lantern in the first place! Kayla exasperated exclaimed, "I haven't told anyone about my plans before, and I don't know why she knew about it!" ”
"But how could she possibly know the secrets of the rat tower on Fik Island if you didn't tell her? Do you even know what you're going to do? ”
"How do I know this? I'd like to find someone to ask and answer my questions! ”
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The scene was quiet for a moment, the atmosphere did not become awkward, but there was indeed a slight smell of gunpowder, and the witch felt that the sorceress had become irritable from the series of blows, and the witcher felt that he could not stimulate her anymore.
Although she still didn't understand what was going on, Ciri sounded like an unpredictable prophet, knowing everything, not just Fek Island, the Mouse Tower, the magic lantern of the mysterious elven mage, but even what Kayla wanted to do.
However, at least Geralt didn't notice Kayla's lying for the time being, so he could only bury his doubts in his heart and focus on the facts and problems in front of him.
He pondered for a moment, and then said, "If you just feel that you have nowhere to go and are worried that you will still be caught by Radovid in the end, then you can actually go to Kellmohan......"
"Kyle Mohan? The Witcher's home base? Where am I going to be a warlock? Kayla said with a smile.
"At least you can feel safe there, Radovid won't find it there, and Kellmohan is not in good condition, but clean sheets are still available, and you can get rid of lice, bugs, and mud that you hate."
The witcher said, spreading his hands.
Kayla had obviously missed the lavish life of the court, and the small grass hut in the remote countryside of Willen, with its ornate banquet hall and palace garden, was nothing short of the same.
Such a deserted place must not be a good place for such a sorceress who loved to live a life of luxury, and it was obvious that she hated it every minute and every second.
Perhaps because of this, she slowly lost her ability to judge, and even felt that as long as she got the record data of Alexander's research on the plague, she could make an antidote and vaccine for the plague, and she would have bargaining chips to negotiate terms with Ladovid.
She's not that stupid, but maybe it's really this bad environment that makes her subconsciously choose to turn a blind eye to something, blindly thinking that she will definitely succeed, and then she can get out of such a bad situation.
However, Geralt could not allow her to do so, nor did he want to see a familiar man die at the hands of that madman of Radovid.
"Well, I'll listen to ......you," Kayla calmed down, and then stared at him with blazing eyes, "But I guess you didn't mean to invite me to Kylemohan right away, did you?" ”
"You said that Ciri took your magic lantern, and that she knew about the rat tower on Fik Island......"
Geralt turned to look at the endless lake and the sun that was about to set in the distance, and said cautiously.
"Then there's a good chance she's gone there, and I have to go and see it, I have a hunch."
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Fik Island.
"Annabelle...... Is she really still on this? She's alive? You're not lying to me? ”
The fisherman named Grahan looked at the abandoned tower that appeared in front of him, still asking in disbelief, his voice shaking, not knowing whether he was scared or excited, or both.
"She's still up there, but she's not alive...... "Ciri didn't let her guard down, still keeping an eye on her guard, worried that a water ghost or a swamp witch would suddenly rush out." I told you, she became the Plague Enchantress. ”
"What?"
"It's a demon spirit, have you heard of the female plague demon?" Ciri explained seriously, "There seems to be some kind of powerful magic on this island, and the strong emotions she had before combined with this magic turned into a curse. ”
Plague Enchantress.
An evil spirit that usually accompanies the plague, a powerful spirit filled with grief and resentment, strong enough to drive her to action, giving her the ability to spread disease and death.
Although it is also classified as a demon spirit, it is undoubtedly an extremely rare category, and many people even doubt that the female plague demon really exists, because there are only two sightings recorded in the world, and both times were when the pandemic was raging.
Of course, it's just that at this time now, there are only two sightings recorded in the world, and when the "Celestial Plague" sweeps across the continent a few years later, and the plague is accompanied by death like the wind, no one will doubt the existence of this rare demon spirit.
The plague witch wandering in the rat tower was originally Annabelle, the daughter of Baron Viselard, the former ruler of Wilen.
With the Third Northern War raging, she and her family took refuge in the towers of Fik Island. When the enraged mob stormed the tower, the Alexander Warlock hid her and gave her a magic potion, telling her to drink it if she was discovered.
Later, when she was about to be violated by the mob, she took a magic potion and then didn't wake up - it was a lethargic potion, but in the eyes of the uninformed mob, she was poisoning herself to save her innocence.
This succeeded in fooling the mob at the time, but when she later woke up, she found herself lying among the corpses of her family and servants, completely immobilized.
And it went on and on, and she watched as the rats that were gnawing on the corpses began to bite her, but she was completely helpless.
As a result, her body was eaten alive by hundreds of rats, and the enormous emotional load caused by such a tragic death became a curse, so that her soul could not rest in peace, and she turned into a plague witch.
This kind of demon spirit is extremely dangerous, and there is almost no way to eradicate it through conventional means, only to break the curse in a targeted manner. Ciri had no choice but to find the fisherman.
"Oh my God, what the hell did I do...... If I had stayed and buried her at that time, I would have been able to find out about it, and at least we could live together now. ”
Under Healy's patient explanation, Grahan, who understood that his lover was actually just faking his death at that time, but his stupid behavior had buried everything, hugged his head and wailed in pain.
"If you had stayed on the island, you wouldn't have survived, and you didn't know at the time that she wasn't drinking poison...... "The girl tried to comfort the poor man.
"I'd rather die than let her be eaten by rats! But it's too late to say anything now......" Grahan's face was hideous, and he grabbed his hair in pain, "how can I help her?" You said she became a female plague demon and is still suffering! ”
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"Love can break the power of the curse." At this time, Ciri seemed a little hesitant, "But the risk is very high, and you will probably die ...... too"
"Just like those legends?" The fisherman's eyes widened, and he didn't care about the second half of the other party's words, "Just a kiss?" ”
"Yes, just like those legends, all it takes is a kiss...... But it has to be a true kiss. Ciri's eyes darkened slightly, and she understood why sometimes the witchers acted as if they had no emotions at all.
Just like now, if the man in front of her, who caused the tragedy, flinched after she said the risk, then she must be extremely disgusted with the other party.
But if the other party is not afraid at all and is willing to give her life in order to atone for her sins and prove her love, then she will admire the other person very much...... But this often means that the man is dead and cannot survive anymore.
Some things are like that, there is never a perfect choice, only the bad and the worse......
She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pointed at the tower: "Next, you can go up yourself...... She's on it, remember! It has to be a true kiss! ”
Ciri didn't want to go up with the other party, because it seemed that no matter what, the ending was doomed, and she didn't want to see that scene happen, lest the mood get worse.
Silently watching Grahan muster up the courage to push open the door and enter the rat tower, Ciri turned his head to look at the setting sun in the distance.
She had some doubts about what she was doing, and brought someone here to meet death......
But she immediately told herself that this was a necessary sacrifice. If she didn't, Kayla might have taken the data on the plague experiment and negotiated with Radovid, ultimately harming herself and the entire continent.
In the original history, it was Radovid who went crazy and wanted to use the plague as a weapon, which eventually led to the undead scourge spreading to the entire continent.
After all, the plague brings death, if it is not for the fact that there are too many dead, how can it cause the kind of torrent that destroys the world and cannot be stopped by any country or race?