Chapter 394: The Baron's Story

The word "near" rang out along with the sound of uncorked bottles.

Harry frowned: "Almost a month? ”

"Has it been more than a month, or has it not been a month?"

The baron poured himself a glass: "Does it matter?" ”

"It's important." Harry nodded.

It's about where you go to continue looking for Ciri.

According to Dandrion and Drottan, Ciri spent at least a month in Novigre.

If it's more than a month, then he'll have to find a way to cross the sea with Hermione to the Skelly Jail Islands.

"Let me think about it." The baron took a sip of wine, "It's not been a month yet." ”

Harry nodded.

The baron continued: "Hey, witcher, sit down, and I'll talk to you about Ciri. ”

"No, I know where she went." Harry shook his head.

The baron put the cup down: "Very well, then, you should tell me, where are Anna and Tamara?" ”

"Your daughter Tamara, she's in Cowcastle now." Harry whispered, "Hang out with the people of the Eternal Flame." ”

The baron breathed a sigh of relief.

The Eternal Flames are not a good thing, but at least they are the most powerful sect, and with that group of people, they can get a basic guarantee for their lives and safety, at least they will not eat and drink, sleep in the wild, and face the threat of monsters as they feared.

"Where's Anna?" The baron asked.

Harry shook his head, "All I can say is she's safe at the moment. ”

"The Witcher." The baron's eyes became dangerous, and his hands pressed against the table, "Are you toying with me?" ”

Harry waved his hand, "I know what you want to do. ”

"But it's useless, you can't save your wife now."

The baron pressed his elbow down: "I'm a baron, and I have my own army. ”

"Your name is enough to scare the common people." Harry looked at him and said solemnly, "But it's not enough to save your wife. ”

The baron poured himself another glass of wine: "What about you, the witcher?" ”

"You must be able to save my wife, and I can give you whatever reward you want, even if it is the rule of Willen."

"You've probably heard that witchers stay away from politics." Harry interrupted him, "Of course I can, but not right now. ”

"Ciri's business is more important."

"When Ciri's affair is over, I'll come back and accept this commission from you."

The baron frowned: "Just to rescue my wife, maybe just for a day or two."

Harry still shook his head: "You can't delay a day. ”

The baron stared at the cup with an uncertain expression, and the drowsiness in the room made his whole body look even more gloomy.

"One extra piece of news, a new pass to Novigre." Harry spoke.

The baron looked up: "Say it." ”

"Your wife's miscarriage is not your fault." Harry whispered, "It's her own choice." ”

The baron was shocked, his eyes full of incredulity: "You mean really? ”

"Of course." Harry nodded.

He drank the wine from his cup and shook his head: "You are such a witcher, and this kind of news will be paid from me." ”

Harry didn't speak.

"Are you going to leave tonight, or do you want to stay here for the night?" The baron asked, and began to search the table again.

Harry looked back at Hermione, "Let's rest for the night." ”

He can still hold on, but Hermione's face is already a little not good, and the two days and one night without sleep are still a great burden on ordinary people who have not undergone much training.

The baron arranged a room for them.

"You know a lot about him?" When she got back to the room and sat on the bed, Hermione frowned.

The limitations of the times.

Even if Philip was a baron and the Emperor of Willen, the environment of the bedroom was far inferior to that of Gryffindor's bedroom.

Almost instantly, she stood up again, waved her wand, and the Transfiguration Charm changed the environment of the room.

Harry nodded, "Geralt told me." ”

Hermione looked at him quizzically.

Listening to the baron just now, it didn't look like he had seen Geralt.

"Ciri, she has the blood of the ancients, and can travel through space and time at will." Harry explained simply, took out his wand, and cast spells with Hermione, "A lot of people remember that she can travel through the world, and they always ignore that she can travel through time. ”

"Now she's messing up the timeline."

"These are the things Geralt has been through, he told me."

Hermione nodded thoughtfully, "You seem to have a good impression of the Baron?" ”

Harry conjured a chair and sat down, "Geralt said he's a good guy. ”

"Heary gets a very good deal with him."

"Moreover, he is a good ruler, at least he is not a very cruel man."

Hermione frowned, "He's a bloody baron." ”

"It is not good to rule this land without iron and blood." Harry shook his head.

He paused: "In that timeline that Geralt went through, he ended up committing suicide. ”

"If I can, I also hope that this person who took in Ciri can survive."

"Suicide?" Hermione was surprised, "He doesn't look like he's."

Harry's tone was a little embarrassed: "Geralt eventually helped him find his daughter and wife. ”

"But his wife was cursed and eventually died, and his daughter was unwilling to continue to be with him and stayed away from him, and on that day, the family was truly destroyed."

Hermione was silent for a moment, "Doesn't sound like a good father." ”

"Of course he wasn't." Harry shook his head, "Alcoholism, domestic violence, it's almost the opposite of being a father. ”

Hermione's eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

"His wife is not a good wife either." Harry continued, "War is the leitmotif of this world, and the Baron was once an officer, fighting his way on the battlefield. ”

"It's all for the family and, of course, for himself."

"But his wife betrayed him."

"That's when he started domestic violence."

Hermione opened her mouth in surprise.

This kind of thing has a huge impact on her, who is still very young and has not yet left Hogwarts.

How can such a thing happen?

"The Baron is not a good man, but at least look at the face of the fact that he once took in Ciri." Harry shook his head, took the scented candle from his Sorting Hat, and lit it, "I think I can help the Baron out of this little problem." ”

"Alright, go to sleep, you haven't closed your eyes in a long time."

"I hope that when I go to Novigre, Ciri is still there."

The aromatherapy was hand-created by Professor Sprout.

The sleep aid works very well.

Hermione's mind was distracted, but she fell asleep within ten minutes.

Harry summed up and lay down on the bed, recovering his spirits.

Until the next day.

At the dining table.

The baron, who had not slept all night, looked haggard, his fat face was covered with the oil that had spilled from staying up all night, and he held a glass of wine: "Demon hunter, are you really unwilling to help me?" ”

"It's not the time yet." Harry replied, "Wait until I find Ciri." ”

"By the way, there's one more thing."

On the Baron's side, I chose the not-so-good solution as the timeline I used to have.

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(End of chapter)