Golden sunlight penetrated the room through the gaps in the curtains, leaving a slender golden speck of light on the wooden floor.

Outside the hidden door came the voice of the female shopkeeper in the tavern driving away the hangover man, a cool breeze blew, the curtains rustled, and the sound of crackling branches overhead...

Huck was awakened by the noises, opened his eyes, and sat up.

Looking around the room, Viselmir and Geralt were nowhere to be seen.

After sleeping in the open for many days, Huck didn't choose to continue to meditate instead of sleeping, as they did.

For him, meditation is good, but it can never replace sleep.

The latter is a kind of enjoyment in life, like the wonderful happiness of a dog eating meat and a cat eating fish.

After all, only a dream can make him return to his hometown or let go of the many sorrows of reality for a while.

Stand up, walk to the window, open the curtains, push open the window, and the morning damp and sticky cool breeze carries the scent of moist earth.

The golden sun rose on the branches, sprinkling ten thousand golden rays, smearing the green grass, trees and rivers outside the window with golden light.

In the morning breeze, the river ripples and crashes against the riverbank.

The waterwheels of the mill on the other side were slowly rotated by the flowing water, bringing up white splashes in the crunching sound.

The industrious girls are washing their clothes by the river, and the wind is wafting around with their laughter...

Looking at the beautiful countryside in front of him, the young witcher couldn't help but lose his mind for a while.

After standing for a while, he came back to his senses and remembered that he should go and join the two of them.

Passing through the courtyard gate, I saw two demon hunters sitting by the window.

They were eating breakfast and discussing something.

Seeing him come out, Vismere beckoned at him.

Sitting down at the table, the old witcher poured him a glass of fresh milk.

Huck took the milk, took a sip, then picked up the slice of bread on the table and began to spread the honey.

"Huck, there's something we want to tell you."

Geralt swallowed the roast in his mouth, then patted the crumbs off his body and turned his head to look.

"What's the matter?"

Huck glanced at the white wolf, a little strange, he rarely took the initiative to talk to him.

"I think of something that has to do with Emily."

"Oh!"

"Triss once said that in addition to the mage academies of Eritusa and Ban Ade, there is a third learning path for warlocks.

Some of the warlocks who traveled around occasionally taught some qualified students on their travels, but did not bring them back to the academy.

These mages who were not trained by the regular academy were called Wild Mages, and they called themselves Brigade Mages or Battle Mages.

Traveling mages have no sense of belonging to the Academy, most people have no desire for power, and they don't like to be locked in their rooms to study spells, preferring to experience life through travel and hone their skills through battle.

There are very few mages of this kind, and I've only heard of them, but I haven't encountered them, so I haven't remembered them for a while. ”

"Emily is this kind of traveling mage?"

"It should be."

"Why is she looking for me?"

"That's the second thing we're going to tell you, we talked to Emily just now," Viselmir continued, "she's looking for you, it's her teacher's request. ”

"Her teacher?"

"Ada Emin, sorceress of the Blue Mountains, elven sage of Ain Shedi, court advisor of the Valley of Hundred Flowers."

Listening to the long list of titles reported by the old witcher, Huck almost squirted the milk out of his mouth.

"Ahem~ No, won't it?"

"Both Triss and Yennefer have said that this elven warlock is strong and can see the future." Geralt added solemnly, "She's mysterious and has little contact with other people. ”

"How can you be sure, this, this Emily is not lying, how can an elven warlock have human students."

"She showed us a pendant!"

"What pendant?"

Geralt glanced at him and pondered for a moment before he began to recount what he knew in as much detail as he could from memory.

"Ida Emin never wears precious metals or gemstones, preferring pearls, coral, and amber.

The ornament she wears with her is an amber pendant that seals a creature called the Silver Shark.

The creature is silvery-white and resembles a tiger shark in appearance, and is said to be a species from her homeland.

And just now, Emily showed us the pendant. ”

Huck was stunned, and when it came to that, he had no reason to be suspicious.

"Ida sees the future, and the fates of the two of you will be entangled." Viselmir blinked, his expression ambiguous.

"And then, you believed?" Huck's eyes widened in disbelief.

"It doesn't matter believe it or not, it's important to deal with Gangte, Ida Amin's vast knowledge is very helpful" Viselmir hesitated for a moment and continued, "So, we made an agreement. ”

"What agreement?"

Seeing the teacher's expression, Huck had a foreboding that he was going to be sold!

"Emily will stay by your side to help you, and you'll need to cooperate with some of Ida Emin's experiments and provide her with the right amount of blood for her research every month."

"What? Why didn't I get my consent to this? ”

It's another experiment, and it's another blood draw, which makes Huck a little resistant, he doesn't want to be a guinea pig and let people dissect and analyze.

"Who told you to wake up so late?" Viselmir glared at him before continuing, "Don't worry, we didn't sell you, you can refuse their unreasonable demands. ”

"Actually, my opinion is different from that of Viselmir, I feel that she is hiding a lot of things and is not trustworthy, so I am not in favor of having an unidentified sorceress with her..."

After a long silence, the white wolf finally chose to speak his mind, perhaps to give Huck a wake-up call.

"White wolf, we've already discussed it," Viselmir interrupted Geralt, finally making the final decision, "this matter is settled, don't discuss it." ”

Seeing that he said so resolutely, the two disciples couldn't say anything more.

"The third thing, I agreed to your proposal."

Huck almost jumped for joy at the final answer from Viselmir, and he turned his head to look at Geralt excitedly.

"I didn't expect you to agree to this, I always thought you weren't optimistic about the revitalization of the school."

"I agree, it doesn't mean I'm bullish" White Wolf gave him a funny look and continued, "However, you're right, it's time for a change, at least not for the worse. ”

"Geralt waited to go to the barracks to inquire about the news, the two of us, no, the three of us went to find that herbalist Tomella."

Perhaps it was the ease of feeling relieved after making up his mind, but at the same time he had the drive and hope that the old demon hunter was energetic and radiant, and looked at least a few decades younger.

After eating, when the three of them packed up and went to the courtyard, Huck saw Emily standing gracefully in the courtyard.

Now that the teacher had agreed, he wasn't prepared to raise any more objections, it was rare for the old witcher to be so happy, and it didn't seem like a bad thing to have multiple warlocks around.

Leading the horses, the men walked out of the courtyard, and at the entrance of the village, Geralt parted with them and galloped towards the castle of Villas in the northwest.

"You're just following us?" Looking at the sorceress walking beside her, dressed in green and dressed in a short cloak, Huck asked curiously, "Where is your horse?" ”

"I don't need a horse!" Emily gave him a blank look, stroked the mane of the brown horse's head with her hand, and whispered to the horse, "Right, foal?" ”

"Ril~"

The brown horse seemed to understand the woman's words, and let out a neighing in response.

"Get on the horse and let's go!"

Viselmir glanced at the sorceress and knew that these women had a lot of tricks to worry about.

Huck thought this clearly, and agreed, jumped on his horse, slammed his heels, and ran after the old witcher.

After running a few dozen meters, he turned his head curiously and looked behind him to see how Emily could keep up with them.

The road was dusty, the road was empty, and there were still traces of women.

What's the situation?

Looking at the deserted road, Huck looked confused.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

A crisp and pleasant sound sounded overhead, and a beautiful golden bird flapped its wings and landed on his shoulder.

"You've become a sparrow?"

The witcher turned incredulously to look at the bird on his shoulder, his face shocked.

"Stupid, it's a golden warbler, a golden warbler ~ a golden warbler ~, not a sparrow."

The bird barked at him with its mouth open and an unhappy expression.