"Alright, don't pretend, the woman is gone."

Lying on the bed, Huck opened his eyes with his eyes closed, and a carp sat up.

At the window not far from the bed, Geralt was still wiping his steel sword, looking at him with a smile.

"Hey, I can't help it, if you fight and break things, we can't afford to pay for it~"

The young witcher scratched his head and got out of bed helplessly.

"You're pretty good at finding a way," the white wolf put down his steel sword, his eyes shining with an intriguing light, "go talk to her, now, she should have a lot to say to you." ”

Huck nodded and walked out.

"I still don't trust her, but I trust you, and if you choose to keep her around, I'm not against that."

When he walked to the door, the voice of a middle-aged man came from behind him again: "By the way, you'd better wipe off the purple lipstick on your lips first..."

Walking to the next door, Huck hesitated, unsure if it was the ideal time.

If you walk through the door and get another magic missile, without Quinn's shield, that's a real thing.

Thinking of this, he was going to put a shield on himself first.

"If you add another shield, I will burn you to black coal~"

The angry female voice from the room made Huck stop half of his outlined movements, and the magical elements that had been gathered quickly dissipated into the air.

"Ahem, Emily, I'm sorry, the situation was critical..."

"Shut up~"

"If you make a move, the consequences are unimaginable, and I can only use this method to divert your attention..."

"Shut up~"

"You..."

"I told you to shut up, come in quickly, the door is not closed~"

"That's ~ okay!"

The witcher's heart was pounding, and he was more nervous than he was when he saw his parents.

At this time, he would rather face a ferocious monster than see this sorceress who could run amok at any moment.

After taking a deep breath, he pushed open the door and walked in.

The situation in the room was completely different from what he expected, and his nervousness became even more apprehensive.

The sorceress looked calm, not seeing anything out of the ordinary, she was sitting at a wooden round table fiddling with something.

When they got closer, the demon hunter saw clearly that there was a wooden test tube rack on the table, and several rows of glass test tubes were inserted in it.

Looking at the clear rubber hose in Emily's hand, and a long needle, he immediately understood that this was a set of blood-drawing equipment.

"Sit down and roll up the sleeve of your left arm!"

The woman patted the stool beside her expressionlessly and motioned for the witcher to sit down.

"Well, Emily, actually, I had to do it just now..."

"Shut up, don't talk about it anymore, sit down, it's time to deliver on your promises."

Promise?

Huck's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the agreement between the two.

Asking the sorceress for help is not free, and he must regularly provide a certain amount of blood for her to study.

The agreed blood draw volume is 200ml per month.

Looking at the dense test tubes on the test tube rack, the witcher felt a little weak.

"Do you have a lot of test tubes to prepare? We said good is 200ml, no more! ”

"Don't worry, it won't be more but definitely not less, don't talk nonsense, clench your fists~"

The sorceress tied his upper arm with a band, then took a long needle and began to search for blood vessels.

"You don't declare a personal vendetta, deliberately..."

"No, it won't."

"Ah~"

"I'm sorry, I'm in the wrong place."

"You're sure to pierce again, ah~"

"I'm so sorry to pierce the wrong one again."

"Stop, what's the matter, you shouldn't be stuck in the thigh, right..."

Ten minutes later, Humm, who had finally finished drawing blood, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Emily untied the cable tie and said teasingly, "I'm sorry, the first time I drew blood, my hand was raw!" ”

Looking at the dense pinholes on his forearm, the witcher had a word of suffering.

"Don't move," the sorceress grabbed the man who tried to retract his arm.

"Haela" (Old Chinese)

The sexy purple lips spit out poetic and beautiful language, and the hazy mist enveloped the forearm, and after a moment, when the mist was completely absorbed, the skin was as smooth as ever, and there was no trace in sight.

Touching the intact skin, the witcher looked surprised, and saw that she had carefully put away the blood-sealed test tube, and couldn't help asking:

"What use do you take my blood?"

"Of course I did my research," the woman gave him a blank look, carefully placing the blood test tube into a small delicate silver box.

The small box is divided into many small compartments, and the compartments are lined with hemp grass, and one compartment is just stuck in a test tube.

Close the lid, lock the box with a small silver lock, and put it into the pouch that hangs from your waist.

Seeing that the box, which was several times larger than the pouch, was easily stuffed in, Huck immediately understood that it was a space bag.

"Okay, ask, what do you want to know?" The sorceress looked at Huck after finishing her work, "It's better to get things out of the way today, I don't want any more misunderstandings." ”

"I'm actually curious, what do you know about me!"

"What do you know?" The sorceress smiled, her blue eyes flashing with a hint of pride, "I know everything you have. ”

"For example."

"Your background, and your secrets."

"My secret?" Huck's heart pounded, and his heart pounded again.

"The mutation reagent of the Elder's Blood, teleportation, spatial wrapping, the talent for absorbing mutants to gain abilities, and the newly acquired stealth ability..."

Hearing her list all her old backgrounds, Huck's face changed.

"You must ask, why do I know this?" the woman offered to explain before he asked.

"My teacher is Ada Emin, and she can often see pictures of the future, including you..."

"Our future destiny is really entangled" After listening to her explanation, Huck was still skeptical, "What kind of entanglement?" ”

"There are two swords of destiny, each with two blades, and the two edges of one of the swords are you and me."

Why does this sound so familiar?

Huck froze, then remembered, as if that's what Ada had said to Geralt in the game.

Does that mean that the two edges of the other sword are Ciri and the white wolf?

In other words, can my arrival really produce such a big butterfly effect?

"Aside from what you just said, what else did your teacher Ada see about me?"

"How?" Emily looked at the nervous man suspiciously, "Do you have any other secret secrets?" ”

"No, I just want to know more about what you want to do!"

"Well, when it comes to this, I'll just tell you the ins and outs, so that you guys with muscles and no brains will be cranky."

As she spoke, the woman's delicate blue eyes glanced in the direction next door.

"Triss helped you concoct the mutation reagent, right?"

"Yes, that's what your teacher saw?"

"Don't interject, listen to me."

"Okay."

The sorceress didn't say anything at once, she waved her hand lazily, and a bottle of wine suddenly appeared on the table.

The exquisitely shaped bottle is crystal clear, with a slender neck with a fuchsia closure and a red rose-shaped pattern.

The wine in the bottle is darker in colour and in the candlelight, it has an attractive purple red.

Not Everrose wine?

Seeing the witcher's blank expression, the sorceress rubbed her forehead and took the initiative to introduce:

"East of the East, Treasures of Towcente, wines made from the famous cellars of Château de La Vello, rich and rich in flavor.

And its strong smoky smell is the biggest surprise for first-time tasters. ”