"My name is Emily Cervernie, I'm a traveling mage, two gentlemen, may I sit down?"

The woman stood at the table playfully, and after introducing herself, she looked at the two with a smile on her face, as if waiting for their invitation.

Her voice is crisp and sweet, soft and sweet, as wonderful as a trickle of spring water.

Her figure is slender and symmetrical, concave and convex, which makes people feel ripples in their hearts at first sight.

Her eyes were clear and deep, deep as a pool, as pure and agile as a lake.

Her lips are plump, sensual and delicate, and her distinctive purple red makes people feel noble and mysterious.

Elegant violets with a rich aroma and sweet fragrance.

The long fiery red hair, shining and shining, flowing with fire.

Although there is no beautiful appearance, the woman's otherworldly temperament and wonderful and attractive posture are still unforgettable and heart-pounding.

In the face of such a lady, under normal circumstances, a gentleman should first politely invite her to sit down, and then begin to introduce himself.

However, what she faced was not a gentleman, but two not very normal men.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, it's already crowded and can't fit anyone else."

Viselmere's tone was flat and his face was cold, and he looked at Emily with a wary expression, and he had no intention of inviting the other party to sit down.

"I know you, Master Viselmir, and you are the mentor of Geralt the White Wolf."

Emily wasn't angry at the other man's rudeness, she smiled at Huck and sat down next to her.

The young witcher had to move his ass inside, giving her more space.

When the old demon hunter heard her say her name directly, his eyes couldn't help but stare at her, and he looked at the woman carefully.

"You know Geralt?"

Emily laughed at Viselmere's question, her long eyelashes trembling slightly with a chuckle, and her blue eyes were shining with starlight.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? ”

Seeing that the other party did not answer, but laughed, the demon hunter master was a little annoyed, and his speech did not have the gentleness he had at first.

"To answer your previous question first, of course I know Geralt, and there are many stories about him in Master Dandrien's songs."

Emily didn't care about the old man's hostility, she flicked a few strands of bangs on her forehead with her hand, and winked playfully.

"Didn't I tell you who I am?" The woman looked at Viselmir and teased: "My name is Emily, and I am a traveling mage, and I am here for him~"

Seeing the woman looking at her beloved disciple with a scrutinizing gaze, the Demon Hunter's face suddenly darkened.

"I don't care who you are or what you want to do, but I warn you to stay away from him, otherwise~"

"Viselmir, don't be nervous!" Seeing that the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger, Huck had to speak, "I don't think she has any ill intentions. ”

"You know what?" The Demon Hunter glared at Huck, feeling that he was still too young to understand the dangers of the world.

"Alright, alright, Viselmir, don't be hostile to me, he's right, I have no ill will."

Emily raised her left hand and waved it slightly, and a delicate, crystal-clear wine bottle suddenly appeared on the empty table in front of her.

The bottle was filled with golden liquor, which shimmered beautifully in the dim light of the candles.

"Everrose?"

Viselmir immediately recognized the wine in front of him, which was a fine red wine from Towcente, the land of fine wines.

"Good vision."

Emily glanced at the Demon Hunter with a smile, and with a flick of her fingers again, three tall crystal cups with large mouths and abdomen, shaped like tulips, immediately appeared on the table.

Then the woman's eyes wandered, glancing at the bottle.

Let's click~

The cork of the bottle slowly 'crawls' out and then comes off the mouth of the bottle on its own.

The bottle filled with Everrose slowly rose into the air, as if someone were holding it in his hand, and poured a golden liquid with a rich aroma to all three glasses.

Huck stared at everything in front of him in shock, it was the first time he had seen magic used so exquisitely, it was shocking, but also elegant and magical.

"I've already woken up the wine in advance, you might as well try it~"

The woman smiled lightly and pushed the two glasses containing the liquor in front of each of them.

"Can you let me taste such a beautiful wine?"

Hearing the lazy male voice sounding in front of the table, Emily looked up in surprise, and saw a long-faced, bald man in a yellow brigade uniform, with a smiling skin, her eyes couldn't help but flicker.

The sorceress never expected that someone would be able to easily see through the illusion barrier she had laid.

"I'm sorry, but there are only three wine glasses!"

The surprise in the woman's eyes flickered, and a soft smile appeared on her face again, as if she was saying something that she was saying to someone else.

"It's okay, I've got my own glass!"

Gangter sat down beside Viselmir with a big grin, placed the empty clay cup in his hand on the table, and then unceremoniously picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured himself a full glass.

The clay mug is a large beer mug, and when the glass is full, a bottle of Everrose is mostly emptied.

Huck stared at the bald man in amazement, and wrote a big word in his heart.

"Who are you?"

Emily's tone became extremely dangerous, she pursed her sexy and plump purple lips, her blue eyes lit up, and a storm was brewing inside.

"My name is Günt Odim, and I am a wandering homeless man, and I mainly sell mirrors, so I am also known as the mirror master or mirror boy.

The Master of Mirrors took a large sip of the wine in the glass, and then breathed a long sigh of relief, "What a wine! I really don't understand why many people have to drink it in small sips, it's not so enjoyable! ”

Putting down the wine glass, he smiled and looked around the three of them, then looked at the sorceress and continued to say leisurely: "Madam, as long as you feel happy, you can call that title, I won't..."

"Okay!"

"Awesome~"

"Haha~"

Not far away, where the quick knife game was played just now, there was a burst of cheers.

The cheers interrupted the Mirror Master's self-performance at an inopportune time, and anger flashed in the demon's eyes.

"Your name is Günt Odim? Mirror Master? ”

I don't know what I remembered, the anger on Emily's face quickly dissipated, and her gaze became a little solemn.

"I've heard of you, I know who you are, what do you want to do?"

Listening to the words of the sorceress, Gangte laughed, he looked at the woman with a playful face, and said lightly:

"Like you, I came to make friends with a young witcher, and I didn't..."

"Haha, do you see? Anyone who wants to challenge me, just ask, I'll take it all~"

The smug laugh of the Quick Knife Kid interrupted the demon's words again, and the Mirror Master's face became gloomy.

Syllable~

Gangter snapped his fingers, and Huck couldn't move.

Damn, don't you want to play like this!

Huck, who had been in a state of confusion since the appearance of the woman, was in a state of distress at this time, and he had no idea what the two people in front of him wanted to do.

He tried it and found that it was delusional to try to move a finger.

"That way, no one will bother us!"

The witcher was startled at Gonte's words, and I could still seem to hear the sounds around me.

In addition, his eyes can move and he can see things around him.

Looking to the other side, the Demon Hunter maintained a sitting position, motionless, like a lifelike statue.

Can I still move?

Looking at the teacher on the other side, who looked like a stone sculpture, Huck was puzzled, and his eyes rolled to look at Viselmir's side.

The bald-headed, long-faced Gangte saw his gaze, a big face that was disgusting, and immediately leaned over, with surprise and curiosity in his eyes.

"You're really different, I'm very interested in you~"

"I warn you, don't beat his idea!"

The woman's angry voice rang in her ears, a somewhat sharp tone, clearly suppressing her anger, and with a flick of her right hand, the light of magic shone brightly.

Then, Huck felt as if he could move again.

"Oh, I didn't expect that!"

Gangte's smile froze, he glanced at the woman opposite with some jealousy, and Shi Shiran sat back.

"We'll meet again, Huck!"

Perhaps not wanting to clash with the woman again, the demon picked up the clay cup in front of him, drank all the wine in the cup, then wiped his mouth and stood up.

"Thank you, ma'am, for your hospitality, and hope to see you again!"

"I think it's better never to see each other again!"

The woman's cold taunt didn't bother Gunte, he shrugged gracefully, nodded to the two of them, and strode towards the door.

Huck turned his head, his gaze following his back.

The entire inn, except for the three of them, remained motionless, as if the pause button had been pressed, maintaining the same action as before.

"Tell Geralt that the person he's looking for has been to the barracks in Nilfgaard, and where to go get clues."

Listening to him, Huck had the feeling that the demon didn't seem interested in Geralt anymore.

Gangte walked quickly to the crowd, the smile on his face had disappeared, and the corners of his mouth were cruelly slightly raised: "Next time, remember not to disturb me and chat with the distinguished guests!" ”

As he spoke, the demon looked at the 'statue' of the Blade Boy who was maintaining his 'laughing' form.

He spread the Blade Boy's left hand on the table, then grabbed the opponent's right hand holding the dagger and stabbed it down.

The sharp dagger pierced the palm of his left hand until it had no handle, nailing it firmly to the wooden table.

With that done, Gangte continued to walk towards the door, snapping his fingers as he went out.

"Ah~"

The screams of pain were earth-shattering, overpowering all the noise in the cabin.

Then came the woman's shrill exclamation, and the startled shouts of the surrounding crowd.

"What happened?"

"It was so good just now!"

"Oh my God, so much blood!"

"Who did it? Who stabbed me with a knife~"