The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 194 Death is like the wind, always with me

After a while, the two arrived at the entertainment room.

There were several guards with spears guarding the door, and they did not go in because they were worried that they might disrupt the scene.

When the guards saw the two men coming, they saluted.

Fringilla nodded.

"Stay outside and don't let anyone in. Lin En, let's go in."

Lynn and Fringilla walked into the entertainment room.

His most intuitive feeling was that the entertainment room was unusually quiet.

The demon hunter's enhanced senses are more acute than those of ordinary people.

For example, he could now hear the breathing and heartbeats of the guards standing guard outside the entertainment room.

And the scent of perfume wafting from the court sorceress who was so close by.

If Anarietta and Sienna were hiding somewhere in the entertainment room, he wouldn't be unable to sense them.

Great, that rules out the first possibility.

The two sisters were not hiding here.

Immediately, the demon hunter's cold golden vertical pupils swept over the objects in the room one by one.

Toy wooden horses, playhouse tea sets, floor-length mirrors, music boxes...

The entire entertainment room is not big.

The demon hunter only needs to glance to see the entire room.

Not only that, he also noticed that the room did not even have a window.

In other words, if you want to enter or exit the entertainment room, you can only go through the door they came in through.

Before the ladies were discovered to be missing, there were always two guards guarding the door.

How could anyone sneak in under the guards' noses?

Not even Assassin's Creed.

At this moment, Lin En suddenly noticed that there was a large cardboard book on the table with the tea set.

And there was a missing piece on the bookshelf against the wall.

Noticing Lin's gaze, Fringilla also looked over.

"Do you think the last thing they did in this room was read?"

Recalling a certain plot in the game, Lin En said thoughtfully.

"No, I suspect they hid in this book."

"Hide in a book? Wait, I seem to recognize this book." Fringilla was stunned at first, then a look of shock appeared on her face. "Damn it, those two little guys might really have hidden in it. Damn it, why did they choose this book?"

"What's wrong? Isn't this just a fairy tale book?"

Fringilla's uncle, Artorios, created a magical world for the two sisters, inhabited by creatures from various fairy tales and legends.

It is also very simple to visit this magical world. Just open the thick-covered book called "Fairy Tale Kingdom" and say the spell "Fairy Tale Appear" out loud.

Although more than 20 years later, when Geralt visited this magical world again, the fairy tale characters in it became unpredictable and aggressive due to the fading of magic and lack of stability.

But it is still 1251, and the magical world should still be in a stable period.

What's dangerous about this?

Fringilla gave Lynn a puzzled look.

"Fairy tale book? How did you know that? Never mind, it's not important."

“Lin En, although I don’t know how you learned that my uncle produced “Fairy Tale Land” for Miss Anayetta and Miss Sianna, you obviously misunderstood.”

"This isn't 'Once Upon a Time,' it's 'Edge of Nightmare.'"

"Except for the author of this book, my uncle, anyone who trespasses into the world of this book without being invited will face unimaginable danger."

“Even for me.”

Edge of nightmare?

The title of this book obviously does not resemble an entertainment room for children.

Is it really okay for this book to appear in the entertainment room?
I didn't expect that Artorios also made other magic books with hidden secrets.

But it’s right to think about it.

Even a sushi master wouldn't make just one piece of sushi in his entire life, right?

But since even Fringilla looked troubled, it meant that this magic book might be really dangerous.

"Let's go find your uncle now." If Anarietta and Sienna are really in this magic book, then the author of this book, Artorios, must have a way to release the two little girls.

However, the court sorceress bit her lower lip slightly and said, "This is exactly what makes me feel awkward. After the Duchess recovered, my uncle left Toussaint."

"Is there no other way to contact him? A voice box? A telescope?"

The court sorceress shook her head.

"No, in fact, my uncle left Toussaint not just for travel, but also to escape and hide."

"Nilfgaard's power is growing. Anyone within Nilfgaard's sphere of influence, whether commoners, sorcerers, or nobles, must obey the emperor's orders."

"In fact, the Golden Tower City has sent many orders, requiring my uncle and I to go to the Golden Tower City and swear allegiance to the emperor."

"It was only because we had to keep Her Highness the Duchess alive that we were able to postpone it until now. But now, there is no longer any reason to delay, so my uncle has chosen to leave."

Lynn quickly discovered the blind spot.

"Wait, your uncle chose to flee, what about you?"

Fringilla was silent for a moment, then said, "I will set off tomorrow for the City of Golden Tower to pledge my loyalty to the Emperor."

"Lynn, if possible, I sincerely hope you can stay in Toussaint. Here, you are a baron and no one looks down on you. If you can't let go of your companions, you can also bring them here."

"The income from the wine alone at Casteldaccia Estate should be enough to support dozens of demon hunters."

"Not to mention that the Duchy sometimes issues commissions for mercenary knights. Their main job is to assist the Knights-Errant and the Duchy Guards in maintaining law and order and cracking down on bandits. The remuneration is also very substantial."

"You will live well in Toussaint."

There was a moment.

The witcher almost agreed.

The court sorceress's offer was tempting.

For the next few decades, Toussaint was lucky enough to avoid the war.

Anarietta, who inherited the title of Duchess Caroberta, was the cousin of Emhyr Emreis, the future Emperor of Nilfgaard.

Although in the face of power, family affection is so fragile that it is not worth mentioning.

But in the future, the entire north will open its legs to Emperor Emhyr, and even a small corner of Toussaint is not something that the emperor cannot let go.

The income from the Casteldaccia estate was indeed enough to support them.

It might even be enough to feed all the demon hunters on this continent.

Of course, whether it is the current usurper emperor or the future Emhyr, once they know that the witchers are gathering in Toussaint, they will probably not turn a blind eye.

However, as long as the demon hunters obediently hand over the herbal decoction formulas of their respective schools and all other school materials, and swear allegiance to the emperor, there is a high probability that they can still survive.

But that kind of life is not what Lin En wants.

He knew that if they knelt on one knee, the emperor would grant them unimaginable wealth and status.

Just like the southern sorcerers who also pledged loyalty to the emperor.

But he didn't want to.

Because Nilfgaard is different from the North.

The kings of the northern countries are actually just a great noble among the great nobles. No matter what they want to do, they have to discuss it with other great nobles in their country.

You may think this system is weird or you may not understand it, but objectively speaking, such a system does guarantee the power of the nobility.

In your own territory, as long as you don't openly oppose the country or the king, you can do whatever you want and no one will bother you.

But Nilfgaard is different.

Power was highly concentrated in the emperor.

The emperor can both give and take back.

As the saying goes, thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all grace from the emperor, and the general’s grace is still unrequited. This is what it means.

Just like Flavius ​​Aetius, the last famous general, protector of the Western Roman Empire, and pillar of the empire.

Even though he defeated the Huns, Franks, Burgundians and Goths, and independently supported the Western Roman Empire for twenty years, as long as the emperor had the idea of ​​killing loyal people, the final outcome would still be death.

Therefore, Lin En was unwilling and unable to pin his and his companions' fate on the emperor's mercy.

The witcher sighed.

"I know you're doing this for my own good, Fringilla, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart, but... no, I can't stay."

Fringilla also sighed: "I knew I couldn't persuade you. I hope we won't become enemies in the future."

"I also hope we won't get to that point," Lin En thought for a moment, then said, "By the way, I have to remind you, Fringilla, you must remember not to go to a place called Soden Mountain in the future."

(End of this chapter)