The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

Is it still Gwent without some stakes?

Her eyes involuntarily shifted to the maid outfit placed aside... Although it was called a maid outfit, the degree of exposure was far from what she knew about maid outfits.

Lin Qiao didn't make any excessive demands.

It’s just a matter of losing again, changing clothes and playing cards with him.

If that’s not too much…

Woohoo, I'm sorry, Geralt, Vesemir... I didn't protect the glory of Kaer Morhen...

"That's impossible, you're cheating!"

Biting her lower lip tightly, Xili finally lost her temper after losing for the entire afternoon.

After all, the fact that a person from another world knows Gwent is incredible in itself.

Not to mention that he is familiar with the rules and is very good at using espionage and bait operations.

Finally, let’s not even mention why this guy has so many good cards in his hand!

Hero Card, Link Up, Burn...

Often after a round, Lin Qiao's points could reach several hundred, completely overwhelming Xili.

This isn't magic, this guy must be cheating!

"Yes."

Admit it openly.

Lin Qiao casually spread out the deck of cards in his hand, placed it on the coffee table in front of him, and then pinched one of the cards between two fingers.

Then, as Ciri stared in disbelief, the picture on the card quickly changed into a hero card with a gold border - Geralt of Rivia.

Of course Lin Qiao doesn't have Gwent cards.

These were all made by hand after he referred to the texture of Ciri's cards and used his ability to reorganize matter - this was also the reason for Ciri's defeat.

Not only that, he would occasionally use his dog-licking attitude to disturb Ciri's mind, making it difficult for her to calm down and think.

The surveillance cameras placed behind her and on the ceiling, mimicked by genetic factors, will expose the cards in her hand to Lin Qiao.

Taking all these factors into consideration, it would be a miracle if Ciri could still win.

However, Lin Qiao was not ashamed of this. Instead, she looked at the angry Xili opposite her with interest.

"I did cheat, and there are more ways than you think, but so what?"

"you!"

Hearing this, Xili glared at Lin Qiao, while the latter showed a healthy smile.

“…Give me back my things.”

"Ah."

Lin Qiao chuckled and spread her hands: "Do you think it's possible?"

"..."

The atmosphere on the field quickly cooled.

The two looked at each other in silence for a short while. The girl clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and her face turned red with anger.

And someone was still twirling the tiger's whiskers with an ignorant look on his face.

"!"

After a brief silence, Ciri's tense muscles suddenly exploded.

Since talking nicely doesn't work, violence is the only option.

Just like an agile cheetah, she burst out with amazing speed in an instant, thanks to the skills she had acquired after living in Kaer Morhen for many years and under the guidance of many witcher masters.

He took a step forward and took back the sword of Genevieve that was placed next to Lin Qiao.

Then the sharp blade was unsheathed, pointing directly at a cheating and bullying scumbag...

Having said that, considering that the other party helped her heal the scars on her body and did not do anything excessive, she had no intention of killing him.

But a lesson is naturally inevitable.

"!"

But what was beyond Xili's expectation was that Lin Qiao, who was half lying on the sofa like Ge You, was not nervous at all, but bumped into him directly.

He raised one hand with a smile on his face, and swung it quickly towards the sword of Genevieve with a sound of breaking through the air.

'Is this guy crazy?'

There was a flash of panic in Ciri's eyes.

however--

clang!

Accompanied by an extremely crisp sound, the sword of Givrier instantly broke into two pieces in the middle and slipped out of Ciri's hand.

She was also struck by an inexplicable impact and flew backwards from her original position.

As his body fell to the ground from mid-air, Ciri suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat.

The severe pain in her arm made her realize that she might have a broken bone.

"Ah... ah?"

But before she could scream, she found that the pain in her body had disappeared.

Lin Qiao, who had stood in front of her at some point, was pointing a strange-shaped gun at her.

The light from the muzzle seemed to have healed even the scratch on his forehead.

"Although I never think that being weak is a sin, you have to admit that when faced with oppression, the weak never have room to resist."

"Like now, or your past, or your future."

Taking back the medical emergency gun, Lin Qiao used his telekinesis to move the broken sword of Genevieve in front of himself, and raised his hand to grasp the broken end of the sword.

In just a moment, when he let go again, the broken sword had been reconnected.

"Wake up, Princess of Cintra. Now that the cards are played, we should talk about business."

Throw it to Ciri on the ground.

Lin Qiao stretched and sat back in her seat.

"Ahem! Are you a warlock?" Picking up the sword of Genevieve on the ground, Ciri stood up.

Lin Qiao's methods reminded her of Yennefer and Triss... She also had the talent of a warlock before, but she gave it up.

However, although their methods are somewhat similar to those of warlocks, to be honest, they are only somewhat similar... At least the two female warlocks mentioned above will not attack people with empty hands.

And there is no magic in this world - or chaos energy.

It's a bit far-fetched.

Seeing that Lin Qiao had no desire to continue fighting, Xili put the sword back into the scabbard after a brief hesitation.

In a situation where the opponent is stronger than her, and since he has no desire to fight, she should not overestimate her own abilities and go for it.

And Xili also wanted to know why Lin Qiao knew so much about her.

She didn't tell Sasha and Lucy about this.

Of course, more importantly -

"What exactly do you want to do?"

He frowned and looked at Lin Qiao with a serious look but a hint of confusion.

The latter just gave a healthy smile: "It's simple, I have some interest in the ancient blood, so I hope you can cooperate."

"!"

Hearing this, Ciri's eyes widened.

Chapter 372 I Like Win-Win

Another person who has plans for the Ancient Blood...

But in a sense, this is not a surprising answer.

On the contrary, if there was any other answer, Ciri would be at a loss.

After all, up to now, too many people have attacked her because of the power in her body.

Whether elves or humans, there are too many people who approach Ciri with malice or good intentions.

As a result, she is just like the unlucky star in novels, movies and TV dramas. Anyone who gets involved with her basically has no good ending.

But talking is one thing, understanding is another, but whether or not you agree with it is another matter.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, don't rush to refuse...it's not too late to make a decision after you at least listen to my conditions."

Just as Xili was about to stand up from her seat, Lin Qiao pushed her back with her telekinesis.

"In exchange, I can give you corresponding power."

"strength?"

"That's right. It's not a power like the Ancient Blood that is difficult to grasp and uncontrollable, but an absolute power that is enough to protect you and those around you."

Although the power of the ancient blood is indeed strong, it is a pity that this power is difficult to play a role in a head-on battle...

In other words, Ciri has not yet grown to the point where she can use this power in a head-on conflict.

Now she is like a baby with a heavy machine gun.

The gun was powerful enough, but as a baby, it was difficult for her to even pull the trigger.

In a nutshell, it’s Cai.

Finally, not to mention, even with such powerful power as the ancient blood, she is still just a mortal in terms of physique.

Possessing advanced swordsmanship...but still a mortal.

"From the Cintra Massacre to the card game just now, you must have experienced many times that you were unable to rage or run away because of your own weakness."

"Behind the scenes, how many people were implicated and died because of you? How many people will die in the future for the same reason?"

"Can you save them? Come on, if you could, you wouldn't be running for your life."

"I…"

Ciri opened her mouth, but in the end, nothing came out.

The blood of my companions... the blood of my fellow villagers...

The bloody scenes from the past flashed through her mind, making her eyes red and her knuckles white from clenching too tightly.

Seeing this, Lin Qiao also added the final and most crucial blow.

"Even if you return to your original world one day, do you think Geralt and Yennefer will be able to survive in order to protect you?"

His pupils, emitting blue light and with a playful look in them, seemed to be asking her: Can you protect these people?

And the facts are already obvious.

In that chaotic world, even a famous demon hunter would be stabbed to death by a pitchfork if he was not careful.

And the sorceress... Anti-magic metal is a blessing for mortals but a nightmare for warlocks.

Lin Qiao's words were like tearing open the girl's wound that had just healed in the most direct and cruel way, and then sprinkling a pinch of chili powder on it.

“…Why do you know this?”

I bit my lower lip, hoping to change the subject...at least give her some time to think about it.

"You're not the only one who has traveled across worlds, Ciri."

Lin Qiao glanced at her and continued.

"But to be honest, what I know is a timeline that is further back than the one you are currently living in... You can mistakenly but intuitively understand it as foreseeing the future."

"Then Geralt and Ye..."