The Creators: From Night City

White Wolf and Yennefer have been spending every day together recently, and their life is very comfortable. The scars on his face seem to have faded.

"I have to say, your craftsmanship is the most amazing I've ever seen. That sword is definitely the best sword I've ever used. It's sharp, sturdy, and extremely useful for chopping monsters. It's even more effective than the Arondite I used before."

"That's because you haven't seen enough good things. I'll let you see the chainsaw sword and monomolecular weapons when I have the chance." Jiang Bingshun made a promise to the other party.

Then the three of them talked about the big things that Geralt and Yennefer had been busy with recently, and they were willing to travel across mountains and lakes, and Ciri.

This incident also caused the two to spend less time together.

This heir of the Ancient Blood, who had a close relationship with Jiang Bing in the future, has not yet been found by Geralt. She is being chased by the Wild Hunt in endless time and space, making her very difficult to search for.

Fortunately, Geralt got the latest information about Ciri from the powerful Emperor Emhyr Emreis. This "Swallow" had recently appeared in Skellige, and the White Wolf was already packing his bags and preparing to go to Skellige soon.

While the three of them were chatting happily, Jiang Bing received a message from Villetta on the data board he carried with him. Unlike magical communications, electromagnetic waves are very useful in the alien world where there is no electromagnetic pollution at all. Only a high-power communication base station and a small amount of electricity are needed to achieve timely communication over a long distance of thousands of kilometers.

[Villetta: Boss, Philippa Eilhart has contacted the dean and wants to come to the camp to see you. Also, Cille de Tanshavière has woken up.]

【Jiang Bing: Got it.】

After eating and drinking, we returned home with great pleasure.

As soon as Jiang Bing returned to the camp, he saw a scene that made his nose boil.

In the infirmary, Cille de Tanshavier, a seriously ill patient who had just been released from the life support cabin, was only wearing a loose linen robe. With basically nothing covering him, he sat in a medical chair and received magical treatment from Margarita.

There was a circular magic tattoo between her breasts. It was a mystical circle that could have been used to amplify magical abilities, but because of Jiang Bing's disembowelment treatment, it had been split in two. The remaining pattern looked a little strange.

The dean dispelled the green chaotic magic power in her hand and sat down aside. Although she had recovered from the state of magic power drying up, her body was not fully recovered yet.

Chapter 359: The Acorn That Can't Be Eaten Hard or Soft

"Although I don't know the purpose of the small metal fragments that Lord Sabul buried in your body, there is no doubt that your body has been pulled back from the brink of death."

"How does it feel to have a near-death experience, Xi'er?"

"It's terrible. It's even more despairing than the memory of me taking potions to fix my body."

Female sources of magic are usually ugly or physically disabled in their youth. This is because the chaotic magic power is rampant in their bodies without being properly guided.

Therefore, all female sorcerers will experience a painful memory in the novice period. They will take plastic surgery potions and use corresponding magic to transform themselves from head to toe, inside and out.

"It seems you are recovering well."

Jiang Bing deliberately made some noise at the door, and only walked closer after seeing that the seriously ill patient, who was scantily clad, had simply wrapped himself in a robe.

"Thank you for saving my life. I, Cirque de Tanshavier of Creyden, will abide by the previous agreement and serve you." Before Jiang Bing arrived, she had already learned a lot of information about her prospective employer from Margarita. She had made up her mind early on, so she began to express her loyalty as soon as she saw Jiang Bing.

"I, Margarita Laux-Antilie, will also keep my promise and serve you." The female dean on the side knew more about Jiang Bing and naturally did not want to be left behind.

"Of course, there are also the most outstanding girls in the North. Although their magical abilities are still immature, each of them has a smart mind." Margarita glanced at Xier and immediately added.

Without the threat of life and death, the two sorceresses immediately began to fight each other openly and covertly.

If the rolls are good, the boss Jiang Bing will naturally enjoy the results.

"Actually, there's something I need your two opinions on.

Jiang Bing took out the ordinary acorn and placed it on the table in front of the two of them.

"I want to know what it is."

There are many ways for sorceresses to explore the world, including physical sensation, magic, thoughts, spiritual analysis, even prophecy, divination or asking gods for help.

The two long-established sorceresses were familiar with most of these methods. After they discovered the extraordinary truth of the acorn, they began their journey of seeking a solution that dazzled Jiang Bing.

Until Philippa Eilhart's portal opened, they tried hitting it with hammers, burying it in the soil and watering it, biting it with their teeth, soaking it in a potion reagent that Jiang Bing couldn't understand, irradiating it with some kind of analysis spell, decomposing it with some kind of dissociation spell, and using it as the main body for various divinations. The two of them even worked together to summon some kind of dimensional spirit to inquire about the origin of the acorn, but in return all they got was the black shadow scratching its scalp. In the end, it didn't even bother to take the specially prepared pig head sacrifice and fled in panic.

If it weren't for the need to conceal the camp, Margarita would have been ready to use Alzu's Thunder to strike.

After a series of tests, the two found nothing new except that the acorn had the characteristic of absorbing magic and other energies and craving them constantly.

Then the copper pea returned to Jiang Bing's hand and was used as a hand-held ornament.

Philippa Eilhart, who arrived in the latter half of the show, watched for a long time and suddenly made a very pertinent suggestion.

"This acorn is a plant seed, right? Why don't you ask those druids?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Margarita instantly realized, "Yes, druids call themselves students of the forest and nature. They understand nature through dialogue with flowers, plants, and trees, harnessing its powerful forces to maintain ecological balance. Their ability to communicate with plants is truly unmatched. They might even be able to connect with the spirit of the seed in your hand."

Xi'er also interjected, "From what I know, druids live in seclusion, closely connected to nature. Unless you can find a druidic circle, it's difficult to find these nature priests who run around in the forest all day."

"There is a druid circle in Kade Mikved in eastern Toussaint, but it is protected by powerful magic and difficult for ordinary people to reach."

Jiang Bing said with bright eyes, "There's no need to go to so much trouble. I know a powerful druid on the Skellige Islands. He happens to be familiar with Geralt, so I can directly introduce him. This is much more reliable than searching aimlessly."

Now the next direction was clear, and Jiang Bing had a plan in mind.

Philippa Eilhart arrived in a hurry and worked with the three people on experiments for half a day before she was able to receive Jiang Bing's formal reception.

She followed Jiang Bing into the spacious wooden house.

Although the other party had no eyes, she still kept looking at the large number of instruments displayed in the room. Although she lacked relevant knowledge support and did not understand the functions of these high-tech instruments, it did not prevent her from appreciating the precision and beauty of them.

"Philippa Eilhart, I understand you're not the type to enjoy chatting with others over tea. What brings you here this time?"

As the host, Jiang Bing took out a bottle of Maltina rosé wine from the storage box beside him, skipped the fancy decanting process, and directly filled each person's glass.

The wine was obviously not of good enough quality, as could be seen from the reactions of the three sorceresses.

After all, although the three of them were down and out at the moment, they had all been through a lot and had drunk countless fine wines. The wine that Jiang Bing wholesaled from Novigrad was obviously not to their taste.

So the three of them just tried it briefly.

Although the productivity of this world is underdeveloped, the quality of crops is extremely high due to the nourishment of chaos magic, and the quality of the wine brewed with them as raw materials is also very high-end. Toussaint's East of East wine is famous throughout the continent. Jiang Bing was fortunate to have a few glasses of it from Dandelion, and the taste was indeed extraordinary.

The wine was so good that even Jiang Bing, who didn't know much about wine, could clearly tell the difference between the good and the bad, so he had asked Dandelion to find a way to purchase high-end wine.

After receiving the obviously excessive payment for the goods, the troubadour immediately patted his chest and agreed to the job, solemnly guaranteeing that he had connections in Toussaint, a country that produced a lot of fine wine, and that he was very powerful and could definitely buy the best wine.

In terms of interpersonal relationships, Jiang Bing has always had some mysterious confidence in the other party. What's more, he knows clearly in his heart that what Dandelion said is true. The troubadour said that his relationship with Toussaint is not only strong, but also extremely close.

He's having an affair with Duchess Anna Henrietta, ruler of Toussaint!

Thinking about all these things in his mind, Jiang Bing picked up the glass and drank the wine in one gulp. He smacked his lips a few times, feeling the faint magic spreading in his mouth, and once again confirmed that it was indeed better than Changyu Cabernet Sauvignon.

Jiang Bing decided to bring some good wine back to the cyberpunk world, so that he could have some new luxury goods for Mr. Hanz.

Chapter 360: Beef Burger Idea King

"Everyone here has an irreconcilable hatred with Radovid V. To make a long story short, I think it's time for him to abdicate." Philippa had no idea that Jiang Bing's thoughts had already deviated from the truth. She supported herself on the table with her hands, stared at the two female sorcerers who had escaped death with her masked eyes, and spoke frankly.

"Let me make it clear in advance that I have no personal grudge against that bald guy." Putting down the cup, Jiang Bing looked at the three of them and said calmly, "I simply don't like him."

"Mr. Sabul, you are joking. Just because we can sit here with you today and because of your righteous deeds, the petty-minded King Radovid V will not let go of a great philanthropist like you." Philippa is indeed a master of politics. With just a few words, she reunited everyone's front.

"Philippa, what are your plans?" As the dean of Aretuza Academy, Margarita hated Radovid V to the core.

"That coward has been so frightened lately that he's been hiding in his boat, refusing to come down. The hull is not only mixed with demon-blocking metal, but also has defensive barrier magic set up, making it quite tricky." Philippa explained the information she had obtained by transforming into an owl.

"Either we get Yennefer, Triss, and the others, and we can work together to cast a spell and smash his shell, or we can use me as bait to lure him out."

"That's not necessary." Jiang Bing retorted decisively.

"Killing people blindly will not fundamentally solve the problem. To end the 'witch hunt', we must not only eliminate the perpetrators but also establish a mutually assured destruction deterrent."

"This is the only way to maintain a good balance between minority groups and ordinary people."

Boss Jiang began to share his experience: "When they think you have magic of mass destruction, you'd better really have it."

Xi'er's political sense was clearly much sharper than Margarita's. She chewed on the food in Jiang Bing's mouth, as if she had thought of something. She tentatively started a conversation, "When the world believes that the 'Scarlet Demon of Novigrad' was summoned by persecuted warlocks, we'd better let the world see that we can do this."

Under Philippa's puzzled gaze, Jiang Bing nodded and added, "Deterrence alone isn't enough. It's best to add a trigger condition, a clear red line. This will not only make those ambitious people with ulterior motives fear the sword hanging over their heads, but also allow those with foresight to feel at ease, so that they don't worry about being harmed and implicated all day long, and avoid taking extreme actions."

Xier's mind was spinning rapidly at this moment.

"The resentment of the innocent people who were burned to death, the despair and curse of the innocent people who were persecuted to death, after being 'guided' by the 'sorceress', will summon vengeful evil spirits, scarlet demons, the embodiment of death, and the symbol of fear from the void." Xier's eyes became brighter as she spoke.

Margarita also understood Jiang Bing's idea. The more she thought about it, the more she found the mystery of this plan. It was a solution that could both cure the symptoms and the root cause.

"I think that the Academy Square in Oxenfurt, the place where Radovid V persecuted and killed innocent people, is very suitable as the stage for the 'Scarlet Devil' to appear. Don't you agree, Your Excellency Sabour?" Margarita also joined the discussion.

Jiang Bing agreed.

"Then, I wonder if this 'Scarlet Devil' is willing to cooperate with us in such a play?" The female dean took the opportunity to ask. After experiencing the previous battle, she had no doubt about Jiang Bing's fighting ability.

Jiang Bing came up with this idea naturally out of his own considerations. Seeing that Margarita, the excellent supporting actor, had already put the conversation in front of him, he naturally told him his long-planned intention.

"You have to pay more."

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Triss Merigold of Maribor was an absolute beauty, with long, fluffy chestnut hair, light blue eyes, freckles on her face, and a beauty mark under her mouth.

But such beauty was hidden under the large burqa, hidden in the dark.

"I'm glad to see you again, Xier, Rita, and Philippa, but can you really guarantee that this crazy plan can work?" The chestnut-haired beauty lowered her voice and asked the three equally sneaky sorceresses around her.

"Do you have a better idea, Triss? It's better than going into exile in Kovir and becoming a royal advisor, right?" Xier teased, revealing only a part of her beautiful chin.

"That's too crazy. We're right under the nose of Radovid V." Even as an active pioneer in resisting the 'witch hunt', Triss still felt that this plan was too radical.

"Don't worry, the four of us will be together. Even if the plan changes, we can still escape safely. What's more, we have backup today." Although Margarita didn't know where Jiang Bing was hiding, she felt at ease when she thought of his record.

I, the sorceress, have someone behind me!

"Under the circumstances, Kovir's royal advisor is a very good choice, Rita." Triss is not like Philippa, whose bad reputation is spread all over the continent. On the contrary, her knowledge, ability and past loyalty have made her highly praised, and her reputation is very strong. This also allows the ruler of Kovir to give her opportunities and trust.

But Philippa is different. She is notorious throughout the continent, and basically no organization is willing to take her with them.

"Believe me, Triss, the job I introduce to you is definitely much better than going far away to the north. You will definitely not be disappointed in terms of money, prospects, or safety." Out of her promise to Jiang Bing, the female dean Margarita diligently did psychological work on her good friend.

"Well, if I'm still alive after this is over, I'll go meet that employer you mentioned. Also, Rita, I never thought you'd become a lobbyist one day."

"There's nothing I can do. Life is just unpredictable." The female dean said self-deprecatingly.

College Square is considered the most prosperous place in Oxenfurt. It is located right in front of Oxenfurt College and is paved entirely with rocks. Marble fountains surround the books and scales statue in the center, symbolizing knowledge, civilization and progress.

Unfortunately, many stakes and pointed wooden stakes were erected in this square that represents rationality and civilization, and all of them were victims of the ignorant movement of "witch hunting".

However, the "witch hunt" movement could only prevail with the support of the equally ignorant people at the bottom. These people are surprisingly gullible and short-sighted. They are manipulated by rumors or mainstream social voices. They are like mindless zombies, swarming around the square, greedily looking for fresh flesh and blood.

Chapter 361: Alzu's Three Axes

After all, compared to rationality and civilization, ignorance is the main color of the lower class people in this world.

An herbalist was tied to the stake and struggled constantly. She cried, begged for mercy, and loudly defended her innocence. In the last stage of her life, she tried hard to exonerate herself, but none of the soldiers preparing for the execution or the onlookers paid any attention to her.

Unfortunately, it is all in vain. The person who wronged you knows how wronged you are better than you do.

There were some intelligent ones among them who understood the innocence of the victim, but they did not care; they just wanted to have some brutal and bloody fun.

A 'witch hunter' loudly proclaimed the crimes of the poor herbalist, most of which were fabricated charges, but of course there were also a few true deeds.

For example, providing abortion pills to girls who have unexpected pregnancies, and using evil "magic potions" to treat the wounded, but in fact they kill people.

The torches were lit and the atmosphere on the field reached its climax.

The noise and wailing mixed together.

"Burn her to death!" someone in the crowd shouted.

"Burn her!" shouted the others in the crowd, infected by the fanatical atmosphere.

"Burn her!" the crowd roared.

The victims at the stake gradually changed from hysterical arguments to silence.

She gave up struggling.

The 'witch hunter' stepped forward with a torch. Just as he was about to bend down to light the fire, a silver-white chain of lightning burst out from the crowd, electrocuting him until he was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

"magic!"

As the crowd erupted in uproar, the gathered audience was unconsciously separated like Moses parting the sea, revealing four mysterious hooded figures.

The four sorceresses collectively lifted their hoods, revealing their beautiful faces.

The crowd began to panic.

"Fearless Merigold!"