Leon was 'kidnapped'.

A few hours ago, he had just returned to the Overworld from the Great Dead Redemption World, and before he could take a sip of water, Ciri, who had been squatting for an unknown amount of time, suddenly burst out and threw him to the ground.

Immediately after, a blinding light lit up, and he was teleported to a strange place.

There is an almost idyllic scene, with clear blue skies and warm bright sunshine. Next to the thatched huts is an orchard full of white flowers. A wide river passes through here and flows slowly northward.

But no matter how beautiful the scenery in front of him was, Leon didn't have time to appreciate it, because he had lost Ciri.

Or the other way around, in short, the two have now lost contact.

To find out what was going on, Leon randomly picked one lucky person who passed by.

The lucky one was an ordinary villager, with a slightly comic pot lid and a coarse linen coat, hurriedly pushing a wooden cart full of pots and pans.

was inexplicably blocked in the way, and the head of the pot was a little angry, but when he compared the height and size difference between himself and Li Ang, he decisively chose to admit it.

"What's the matter, my lord."

"Don't be nervous, fellow, I just want to ask for directions." Leon squeezed out a smile that he thought was gentle: "What kind of place is this?" ”

As a result, the fellow became even more nervous and stammered: "In vain. White. White Fruit Orchard. ”

"So it's here, I said how do you look familiar." Li Ang suddenly realized, and then asked, "What year is it?" ”

Without thinking, the head of the pot replied: "The year 1272." ”

Li Ang thought for a while and said, "Then how to get to the White Fruit Garden Hotel?" ”

"Follow this path all the way." The pot head pointed behind him, and then kindly reminded: "I advise you to leave as soon as possible, there is a war here soon." ”

Although the fellow looks a little ugly, his heart is still beautiful.

So Leon gave a piece of gold weighing a few grams as a reward for asking for directions, and gave it to the head of the pot.

He had just pulled his fingernails off the gold bar.

The head of the pot was pleasantly surprised, and kept bowing to Li Ang to thank him, but when he straightened up again, the other party had disappeared.

The White Fruit Orchard is an area within the Northern Kingdom [Temeria] that, as the name suggests, is a fruit-rich region. On top of that, it produces high-quality wood, which is ideal for furniture.

At the same time, the white orchard is also the place where the plot of "The Witcher 3" begins, which is equivalent to a novice village.

According to the information given by the fellow countrymen, this year is not a good year.

In April last year, King Temeria was assassinated because of the delay in electing a new king who could convince the people, causing the entire country to be in turmoil. The aristocrats began to tear their land to shreds like cloth in order to extract more profits.

However, when the real predators get their hands on their treasures, these lowly scavengers scatter out of fear.

In August of the same year, the most powerful empire in the known world and history, Nilfgaard, located in the south of the continent, declared war on the northern states, including Temeria.

Historically known as the 'Third Northern War'.

Holding high the banner of the sun, the Imperial Soldiers crossed the Yalujia River on the north-south border, all the way like a bamboo, and in just a few months, many northern countries fell, and the war spread rapidly.

The spring of 1272 was the time when Leon came.

The Imperial Soldier Peak has penetrated deep into the heart of Temeria, a stone's throw from the country's capital.

In order to prevent the fall of the capital, Temeria gathered troops in the northwest and established a defensive line to stop the attackers.

And this northwest direction is the White Orchard area.

It is worth mentioning that the current king of Nilfgaard [Nhil Enreis] is the biological father of Ciri. And the Duchy of Touscent in Leon's first copy, Blood and Wine, was a vassal state of Nilfgaard.

The Archduchess is very moist and treats him quite well, but unfortunately she is a stranger now.

After all, the plot of "Blood and Wine" will not happen until three years later.

With a feeling of regret, Li Ang came to the White Fruit Garden Hotel.

The inn in the village could not be expected to be very high-end, with wooden walls, thatched roofs, and small courtyards surrounded by fences. Even during the day, the room was quite dim and had to be lit by candles. A few heavy, unadorned rough wooden tables, a fully open kitchen, and a perennial fireplace are all there is to the inn.

But the proprietress is very emotional, with wind chimes made of flowers and wheat straw hanging from the roof, colorful graffiti painted on the walls, and a lily coat of arms representing the Kingdom of Temeria in the most prominent position in the shop.

The roof of the hotel was a little low, and in order not to hit his head, Leon could only bend his waist slightly.

"It's a pity that I don't know the dwarf, otherwise I would have introduced him."

The old and decrepit proprietress probably didn't have much sense of humor, and said in a cold tone: "If you want to find a dwarf, there is a blacksmith shop on the left when you go out, and besides, we are already closed." ”

Li Ang exited the door and looked at the sun hanging overhead: "You are a nightclub?" ”

"What a nightclub!" The proprietress crossed her waist angrily: "The war is about to start, everyone wants to leave this ghost place, and of course I have no business to proof." ”

"Aren't I here to take care of your business?" Li Ang took another piece of gold and threw it to the other party: "I plan to live here for a while." ”

The proprietress hurriedly caught the nugget, put it in her mouth and bit it.

After confirming that it was genuine, a bright smile instantly appeared on his face: "Hey, you can take it early, I'll prepare a room for you." ”

"There's no hurry." Leon stopped her: "Let's play the game of Quint first." ”

GWENT is an ancient game that originated with dwarves, where players on both sides use cards representing different factions to simulate a war on a board until one of them emerges victorious.

Since the world was not rich in entertainment, and GWENT was a low-cost game for all ages (provided it didn't gamble), it quickly spread across the continent.

From the princes and nobles to the common people, they like to play cards as a pastime in their spare time.

But many people are obsessed with it and play cards until they go bankrupt.

Moreover, the racial nature of the dwarves has led them to use their skills to make cards that are incredibly sophisticated. Each of the high-level cards drawn by the Dwarven Master was considered a work of art and was quite expensive, further contributing to the sport's prosperity.

Leon is not addicted to playing cards, but he has come to experience it.

So, a few hours later.

"If you don't come, if you don't come, if you continue to play, my store will lose to you." The proprietress hurriedly fled the table: "I'll go prepare dinner, you wait a moment." ”

Leon smiled and put away the loot on the table.

After a few hours of experience, he not only recovered the nugget he had just paid to the hostess, but also won two additional months of free room and board, plus a few collector's cards.

In the end, he didn't forget to taunt: "Elsa, what's the difference between your behavior of running away from the battlefield when you can't play and running away?" ”

The proprietress who was cutting meat said meaningfully: "It's better to escape than to lose your life." ”

Her words represent the thoughts of a large part of the residents of White Orchard.

It is better to leave your homeland than to avoid being affected by war.

Although the proprietress Elsa said so, she was not ready to really leave the white orchard, she had no children, no husband, only such a country inn.

There is no difference between not having it and dying.

She only hoped that the war would come a little later, and as for who was the final victor, it didn't matter, anyway, whoever won would have to eat and stay.

Compared to Elsa's drift, the young people in the village are more active.

They love their country and are willing to pay for it, and many have volunteered to join the army, ready to resist enemy invaders.

And Leon, as an outsider, does not intend to get involved in the contradictions between the two countries, and the reason why he stayed in Baiguoyuan is to wait for someone.

As we all know, waiting for someone is very boring.

He had to find something for himself to do, such as playing cards.

In this way, the rumor of a GWENT card master in Elsa's inn soon spread to the entire White Fruit Orchard area, and many people came to compete with Leon.

Because there are few failures, those who have good deeds have given him a title.

Card Master of White Fruit Garden.

People in the world of The Witcher are fond of nicknames for celebrities, such as Geralt, who is known as the White Wolf and the Butcher of Bravican. Ciri is known as: Sintra Lion Cub, Jivielle (Swallow) and so on.

Leon didn't like the title very much, because he really didn't like playing cards.

April 24th

Play cards.

April 25th

Play cards.

April 26th

Play cards.

April 27th

Leon, Leon! How can you be so willing to fall! The priority is to find out where Ciri is, have you forgotten it? Tomorrow we can't go on like this!

April 28th

Play cards.

April 29th

The local lord came to me to play cards and won a deck of ancestral armor and a few treasured cards.

April 30th

The war began, playing cards.

May 6th

Nilfgaard eventually won the war, and the commander of the Imperial Army, after occupying the White Orchard area, turned a blind eye to the local population and stopped his soldiers from plundering the villagers.

May 7th

During a visit to the battlefield, he accidentally picked up a crow skull made of crystal, with the aroma of cloves and gooseberries on it.

Until May 8.

Leon finally ended his ten-day playing of cards, because no one wanted to play with him anymore.

Walk out of the hotel and stretch out at the fiery Chaoyang Meimei.

Before he could figure out what to do today, the Witcher badge that he had deliberately placed in his pocket began to vibrate slightly.

Indicates that a sorceress monster is approaching.

Leon sensed the surroundings carefully, there were no monsters and sorceresses, but there were two witchers.

The one at the head was tall and strong, with gray hair, a long scar on the right side of his face, and a well-made leather chain mail, and the witcher's signature vertical cat's eye and steel and silver swords were also indispensable.

The one who followed behind was a stockier figure, with a face as old as the leather armor on his body, a brownish-gray beard, and scratches and blood on one shoulder.

When the long-lived witcher shows his old age, it proves that his real age is far beyond imagination.

And there is only one such old demon hunter in the entire continent, and that is the highly respected master of the Wolf School, Viselmir.

Leon, if memory serves, Viselmir was born in 1095.

And the witchers who act with the master of the wolf school, who else can there be except the famous white wolf-Geralt.

The purpose of the two of them on this trip to the White Grass Garden is to find Geralt's old friend: the sorceress Yennefer.

The reason for this was that Yennefer sent a letter to Geralt mentioning that she might have discovered Ciri's whereabouts.

Everyone knows that witchers can't have children, and sorceresses can't have children of their own for some reason, so Geralt and Yennefer have always regarded Ciri's adopted daughter as their own daughter.

If my daughter is lost, she must be recovered.

However, Geralt was a step too late, and the meeting place agreed upon by the two had been razed to the ground by the Imperial Army, and Yennefer was nowhere to be seen.

Fortunately, Geralt met Viselmir on the way, and the experienced old witcher traced the trail to the White Fruit Orchard through the footprints left by Yennefer.

"Do you feel it, there's something nearby." Geralt reminded.

"I'm not old and dizzy." "I thought it was exaggerated enough that there were griffons near the village, but I didn't expect there to be dirty things in the village. ”

Geralt said in his deep voice, "Maybe it's because of the war, there are corpses and blood everywhere, and the monster can't control it when it smells it." ”

Viselmir added: "There is another possibility, we have met the same kind. ”

"You mean the witcher?" Geralt asked.

Viselmir shrugged and didn't speak.

The two led the horse straight to the inn, the old witcher had just been scratched by a griffin on the shoulder, and he needed to find a place to deal with it, and by the way, he could also find out about Yennefa.

But as soon as they reached the entrance of the inn, they were blocked by a tall 'elf'.

Geralt's height is already one of the best among humans, but he is at least half a head taller than him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Elf."

Leon smiled, "Do I have that sharp ears?" Forget it, just like you're complimenting me, Geralt of Rivia. ”

"Also, good morning, Master Viselmir."

Geralt and Viselmir were surprised inside, but on the surface they didn't show too much mood swings.

Contrary to rumors, the transformation of the witchers does not deprive them of their emotions, and it is true that some witchers have tried to completely clear their feelings, but the results have not been satisfactory. A more reliable version of the Witcher's feelings is that the Witcher's judgment, calmness, and unfazed attitude in battle are due more to their rigorous training and years of experience in fighting monsters.

And maintaining a paralyzed face can help the witcher avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"You know us?"

"Of course, I don't just know you, I know what you're here for."

Then, Li Ang stretched out his hand and invited, "Please two, let's go inside and talk slowly." ”

Demon hunters don't know what fear is, if you dare to ask, we will dare to enter.

Leon followed the two into the inn and beckoned, "Elsa, three shots of rye vodka, the one you just took out of the cellar." ”

The duty of demon hunters is to hunt monsters, which can be regarded as a kind of good deed to protect the territory and the people, but because of their powerful combat power beyond ordinary people, they are regarded as outliers by the vast majority of people. Coupled with the fact that there are always false rumors against demon hunters, in the long run, the common people have a deep prejudice against this group.

So when Geralt and Viselmir walked into the inn, they were greeted by a pair of strange and disgusted eyes.

The two of them were accustomed to this, and they found an empty table to sit down with a complacent.

Leon was treated in the opposite way, and as soon as he entered, the guests began to applaud and cheer.

Who made him the card master of the White Fruit Garden?

After greeting the guests one by one, Leon walked over to the two witchers and sat down.

"Let's make a long story short, are you going to play GWENT?"

(End of chapter)