Novigre has four gangster giants, one of whom is named Francis Beran, who calls himself the Beggar King. Although the nickname sounded a little funny, everyone in the city was in awe of him.

Perhaps because Novigre has not had a king for nearly two hundred years, Beran will give himself a throne, mocking the red tape of the courts of various countries, and at the same time reaping a little benefit by the way.

The Beggar-King was a pragmatic man who only did what was good for him.

He manages the city of thieves, beggars, homeless people, and street orphans.

This ubiquitous group of eyeliners always keeps the Beggars King informed of the latest rumors and most precious news in the city.

And like a true king, he collects taxes from his 'subjects'.

Or you can call it an offering.

Unlike most of the inhabitants of Novigre, the Beggargar's King is not accustomed to the Eternal Flame Cult, and even less to their religious fanaticism and discrimination against inhuman races. Therefore, spellcasters who want to escape the capture of the sect will usually seek refuge from him.

Of course, the pragmatic king will charge a certain benefit fee.

The decaying forest that the three of them came to was the small independent kingdom of the Beggargars, but it was neither rotten nor wooded, but a slum that even the guards did not dare to set foot in easily.

In order to maintain the rule of the system, the beggar king built a high wall around the decaying forest, and the only entrance was guarded by iron-clad wooden gates and guards.

A few seconds after Leon knocked on the door, a menacing face appeared in the small window of the door.

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

Leon replied unhurriedly, "I heard that this is a nest of scum and freaks, so I want to bring my two freak friends to meet the world." ”

With that, he moved out of the way, revealing Geralt and Kayla behind him.

The guard glanced out a few times: "The yellow-eyed witcher and the secretive sorceress are indeed a group of freaks. ”

"You can come in, but you have to say the code, and if you can't say it, you will honestly pay the entrance fee."

Geralt didn't expect it to be so troublesome to enter the door, and secretly made a magic seal gesture, ready to control the guard's mind at any time.

Fortunately, Li Ang replied fluently: "The old sow gave birth to a piglet." ”

Successfully matched the down-to-earth code, and the guard's vicious face was instantly kinder: "Very good, welcome to the Rotten Forest, brother." ”

Then he unlocked the door and let the three inside.

The interior of the decaying forest is even more filthy than expected, the air is filled with a stench that is difficult to describe in words, and the ground is full of sewage and silt. The narrow streets are flanked by illegally heightened buildings, and in the corners are mountains of garbage and scrap.

Kayla couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose, she had always liked the extravagant high life, paid attention to appearance, and hated all dirty things.

"It's hard to imagine that Triss could stay here."

The members of the Sorceress's Guild are familiar with each other, plus Kayla and Triss have an extra layer of relationship, both of whom were once spell advisors to the Temerian royal family.

However, the relationship between the two can only be said to be ordinary, not particularly good.

Geralt relieved, "Bear with me, find Triss and we'll leave." ”

Kayla didn't speak, but leaned over to Leon, because she found that as long as she was close to the man, not only did the stench disappear, but she could also smell a unique fragrance.

It's like a bright moon between red wine and fruit trees.

She couldn't describe what the moon smelled like, but it was all of a sudden.

If Leon knew what was going on in Kayla's mind, he would have told her that it was Archyna, Lani, and the others swearing sovereignty.

The three of them continued to go deeper and deeper along the cramped alleys, and the spellcasters who were usually relatively rare appeared here in piles, and many of them would use their abilities to help the residents of the rotten forest solve their troubles.

The witcher, who never forgot to observe the movements around him, said: "Since we came in, we have encountered a total of 7 thieves, 6 prostitutes, and 11 warlocks, so it is enough to open a warlock academy." ”

Kayla wasn't interested in learning about this: "Hurry up, I'm begging you." ”

Although she couldn't smell the stench when she stayed by Leon's side, the dirty environment destroyed her vision, and she estimated that she was going to vomit after a while.

You have to take a good shower when you go out.

"Don't worry, aren't we here now?" Leon stopped in front of a small clinic.

The door of the clinic is quite simple, and there is not even a signboard, almost no difference from the surrounding houses, and the reason why it is called a clinic is mainly because even when the door is closed, you can smell a strong smell of herbs.

Kayla eagerly pushed the door in, Geralt close behind.

Li Ang won the third place and did not forget to close the door.

In the clinic, the old lover Triss is talking to the Beggar King, and she is paying 80% of the clinic's profits in exchange for the protection of the Beggar King, but as more and more people seek medical treatment, the pragmatic Beggar King intends to raise the percentage even higher.

Triss sent her to the fence, but did not dare to say anything despite her complaints, and besides, the Beggar-King threatened her with the lives of other spellcasters.

Just then, the red-haired sorceress's crush came to her rescue.

"A gangster leader who scrapes oil and water from thieves and beggars really thinks of himself as a king?"

"Hi, Triss."

Triss who looked back and saw the white-haired witcher was surprised and delighted: "Geralt?!" ”

On the porch of the clinic, Kayla, who deliberately slowed down, whispered, "Should we avoid it so as not to disturb their reminiscences?" ”

Li Ang replied: "This sentence should be said to the bald head opposite, his head is so bright that it can be reflected." ”

Kayla laughed and finally put her face against his back and put her face in a very intimate pose: "Let me take it slowly, no, it's so interesting." ”

"It's so fake." Leon said a silent word, and then pulled out his arm that had fallen into the ravine.

This caused Kayla to glare at him angrily.

Leon still looked incomprehensible, locking his eyes on Geralt's old lover.

Triss Meligard, a young and beautiful gifted sorceress.

Pale blue eyes, a bit of freckles on the face, a beauty mole under the mouth, and a signature fluffy red hair, and a sapphire amulet around his neck.

As one of the founders of the Sorceress's Guild, her influence among the Sorceresses was as impressive as her magical talents, making her a prime target for the Eternal Flame.

As a result, Triss, who originally opened a clinic in the city center, was forced to seek refuge from the Beggargar's King.

After ensuring her own safety, she takes on the responsibility of leading the other persecuted spellcasters and tries to help her companions escape from Novigre.

In addition to this, Triss used to teach Ciri for a while.

Because Kyle Mohan lived in a group of rough men, Ciri was raised as a boy when she was a child, and it was Triss who taught her the difference between men and women and a lot of common sense, and the relationship between the two was as close as sisters.

And it was also with Triss's intervention that Ciri did not accept the grass trial.

Because the former felt that she could not be deprived of her right to be a mother when the latter did not understand anything. At least when she grows up, let her make her own decisions.

Leon stared at Triss intently, causing Kayla to be a little surprised.

Although she didn't have a position, it was always unpleasant that the meat that was about to be put in the pot was snatched away.

"She's that good? That's how I feel. ”

Leon glanced at the lascivious sorceress and said, "I'm just curious about what kind of woman can fascinate the famous Bravican butcher. ”

"I hear you!" Geralt shouted behind him.

Triss brushed the hair from her ears and lowered her head shyly.

The beggar king was very unhappy when he saw that several people regarded him as nothing: "It seems that you know each other, the witcher, but in my territory, I suggest you have some tails between them." ”

Geralt heard something in his words: "You know we're coming? What did the spies of the decaying forest tell you? ”

"If I hadn't been well-informed, I would have been fed fish by the sinking river a long time ago." The more the beggar king spoke, the more impatient he became: "Also, don't call it a rotten forest, don't you think this rotten name is not worthy of our cozy nest at all?" ”

While the two were talking, Kayla was introducing Leon to Triss.

A friend's friend is a friend, not to mention Geralt's friend, so Triss is quite friendly.

The three of them also chatted enthusiastically.

After getting to know each other for the first time, Triss asked the purpose of the trio: "I guess Geralt didn't come here for me, there must be something else important." ”

Li Ang replied: "Unfortunately, you guessed wrong, he is here for you." ”

"Geralt needs your help with something, about his daughter."

"You mean" Triss glanced at the Beggargar's King not far away, without saying Ciri's name, "where is she?" ”

Leon was also forced to become a Riddler: "Skellig, but she's been to Novigre. ”

Triss looked incredulous: "No way, if she had been here, she would have looked for me." ”

Leon smiled: "As far as Novigre's current situation is concerned, do you think you are easy to find?" ”

"Then what are you doing" Triss paused: "Forget it, let's not talk about this for now, how do you want me to help?" ”

Leon raised his chin in the direction of the witcher: "Let Geralt explain it to you, and give you time to catch up on the old days by the way." ”

After saying that, he found a comfortable place to sit down, and didn't treat himself as an outsider at all.

Kayla did the same, and sat down next to him.

At this time, Geralt and the Beggar King's side were also chatting about the same.

Listening to the beggar king's meaning, it seems that he has a task to entrust to the witcher, but he also intends to give the two old lovers a little alone time first.

Everyone was so understanding, Geralt and Triss didn't shirk.

It just so happened that Triss was going to the city to take care of something.

Not long after the two went out, the beggar king offered to take his leave.

Leon stopped him when he opened his mouth: "Don't be in a hurry, Mr. Belan, I want to talk to you." ”

The beggar king was stunned for a moment, it had been a long time since anyone dared to call him by his name.

"What are you talking about?"

Leon didn't rush to answer, but said to Kayla first, "Close your eyes." ”

The lascivious sorceress frowned, shouldn't she cover her ears if she was afraid of being heard, what's the matter with her eyes closed?

"For your own good, be obedient." Li Ang persuaded softly.

His voice seemed to have magical power, and Kayla was so broken that she closed her eyes obediently.

When vision disappears, the sensitivity of the other senses increases.

Kayla heard a faint sound of water, then a few meaningless syllables from the Beggar's King, and finally a fish fluttering on the floor.

It was a few more seconds before she heard Leon say, "You can open your eyes." ”

Kayla immediately did so, her eyes adjusting to the light, and her vision gradually recovered.

She looked around curiously, but strangely enough, everything in the room was no different from before.

Leon lay leisurely on the chaise longue that originally belonged to Triss, and said in a calm tone:

"Mr. Beran, you can leave, I'll look for you again if you have something."

"Yes." The beggar king replied respectfully.

As Kayla passed, he deliberately squeezed out a slightly stiff smile, as if to flatter.

The lecherous sorceress was so frightened that she stood up directly.

Because she saw a pair of reddened eyes, and two sharp teeth that protruded.

"Him!"

Kayla was about to turn around to remind Leon when she saw the other person put his index finger to his lips.

"Shhh

"Okay."

Kayla's mood suddenly became apprehensive, which was really weird.

A mess of thoughts made her subconsciously distance herself from the man next to her.

Leon didn't care, and even hummed a pleasant tune.

Trying to get rid of a woman's entanglement is sometimes as simple as that.

The two remained alone until late at night, never communicating with each other, and although Kayla did not have the urge to run away, she glanced at the door from time to time, hoping that Geralt and the others would come back soon.

Another half hour passed, and her prayers were finally answered.

Trissy, who had entered the door, took off her hood and cloak and said to the witcher behind her, "I'm sorry, I don't have men's clothes here, you may have to bear with it." ”

Geralt, who was drenched, replied, "It's okay, I'll just go to the fireplace and bake it for a while." ”

Seeing this, Li Ang teased: "You have only been out for a few hours and you have stumbled? ”

Geralt didn't understand the meme, but explained seriously: "I helped Triss get something out of the moat, talked about Ciri, went to the warehouse to catch mice, and got into a fight with a few witch hunters." ”

In fact, he also had a deep discussion with Triss about the relationship between the two, and came to the conclusion: Let's be friends in the future.

But there's no need to talk about it.

The omniscient Leon said lazily, "Then you're quite busy tonight." ”

Triss saw that her former colleague was not in the right state at this time: "Kayla, you look bad, are you sick?" ”

Kayla forced a smile and said, "No, I'm fine." ”

At the same time, I was struggling with whether to tell Triss and Geralt what had just happened.

Although Kayla says she's fine, Triss gets busy preparing a potion to ward off her illness.

Leon looked at the busy figure of the red-haired sorceress and remembered an interesting little knowledge.

Triss could not use magic on herself, or drink potions, as she was allergic to magic.

Can you believe that a legendary sorceress is allergic to magic?

The world is so big that there are no surprises.

Just as he was thinking, Geralt suddenly appeared and blocked Leon's vision, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Something?"

"No, I just want to stand here for a while."

Old vinegar jars.

Li Ang slandered in his heart, and then said: "Don't worry, our old Li has a bottom line." ”

Geralt said dryly, "We're just friends." ”

Li Ang got up from the recliner: "If you don't say this, I may believe it." ”

Geralt changed the subject and whispered, "Kayla's attitude towards you seems to be a little different, you are doing well, I will tell Ciri." ”

Although he is a piledriver who likes to show mercy everywhere, he hopes that his daughter's future husband will be a pure love party.

The old double standard.

Li Ang rubbed his chin: "In that case, let me think about how to repay you." ”

"Oh, by the way, you have an old friend in Novigre too."

"It's a pity, it's a man this time."

At the end of the year, there are a lot of things to do, and I have to save up for the New Year, so I can only guarantee 4,000 a day

(End of chapter)