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Chapter 632

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What did Geralt see that caused him to be dumbstruck?

He had thought that the girl he was supposed to protect had accidentally fallen victim to the little foggoblin's "Mind Confusion" spell. That was why she had lost her mind and rushed to her death!

That's right. In the eyes of a professional witcher like Geralt, a ten-year-old girl actually dared to approach a corpse-eating creature like the little foggoblin. She would definitely end up being torn apart by the monster's sharp claws!

Outsiders would never understand how powerful the claws of the little foggoblin were. Unless this world also had a "Resident Evil," and ordinary people encountered the "Hunter." Of course, the little foggoblin's size did not give people a sense of oppression. However, its dodging skill, which was similar to a doppelganger, made it very strong in one-on-one combat!

It could play a game of hide-and-seek with its opponent, constantly giving the opponent psychological pressure, and then completing its counterattack!

However, the scene that Geralt had expected did not happen. He only saw the noble lady who was extremely "weak" in his eyes, who needed to be protected, with a skillful roll, rolled behind the little fog monster, and then stabbed it with an even more skillful backstab!

If there were players of "Tale of Wuxia 3" in this world, they would immediately recognize how basic this backstab was!

Lady Ermion Zhao had not even performed a hip-hop dance. No, she had used her ultimate skill, "Fairy from Outer Heaven!"

Geralt was shocked speechless. He did not even see the weapon in the girl's hand. He only saw the little foggoblin's body being pierced. She kicked it from behind, then stepped on the ground. Then, she used her invisible sword to stab it a few more times …

The thick fog gradually dissipated, and the little foggoblin could not be more dead.

Geralt panted slightly. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. However, he finally understood why this little girl dared to come to the edge of the forest alone to paint. It turned out that she was also skilled and daring!

When he thought about how he was worried about this little girl, he felt like he had been played …

At this time, Ermion happily received experience points from the system that could be exchanged for skill points. Then, she received the recipe for "Little Foggoblin Decoction." It turned out that this recipe required the little foggoblin mutation inducer and several other common alchemy materials. She was familiar with these alchemy materials, and could easily obtain them. The main problem was that this "little foggoblin mutation inducer" needed to be "looted."

Only then did Ermion realize that her originally gorgeous dress was in a mess. Branches had torn it in many places. Even her snow-white skin was exposed to the air. She looked like she had been humiliated …

The main problem was that she had rushed in too quickly. She had even rolled to dodge. Her dress was originally soft, and was only suitable for indoor wear. But she had willfully worn it here. after the fight, even though she had won easily, her dress had become a sacrifice.

This made Ermion, who always paid attention to her appearance and was very familiar with the "perfect princess," a little unhappy. This slightly diluted the joy of completing a witcher's quest.

As for looting the little foggoblin's corpse, how could she, a noble princess, do such a thing?

"Hey, white-haired witcher, can you accept my request?" Ermion slightly raised her chin and said in a slightly arrogant manner.

Perhaps because she had already exposed her true self in front of this guy, Lady Zhao, who was too lazy to pretend, had become hateful again.

Ermion was a "weak" girl, but Lady Zhao was a particularly strong master. Her sense of superiority was overflowing, and she wanted to dominate everyone.

Of course, Geralt did not find this little girl annoying at all. On the contrary, he thought that she looked like a little adult. Coupled with her delicate face, she looked very cute. He replied, "You have already killed the monster. What else do you want?"

"I want the little foggoblin's mutation inducer. So, I want you to help me. Other than that, the rest of its body belongs to you. You can even cut off its head and exchange it for a reward. I don't have any Oren coins on me right now, but I am the Princess of Cintra. Come with me to meet my grandmother. Tell her that you saved me. She will definitely reward you with a lot of money. What do you think? "Ermion said in a tone as if she was giving charity to someone.

When Geralt heard the title "Princess of Cintra," he was stunned for a moment. He then fell into a short period of thought …

He had mistaken Ermion for Cirilla, who was destined to become his adopted daughter due to the "Law of Surprise." This made him inexplicably excited. If he had a daughter like this, wouldn't it be great?

"Hey, white-haired one, what are you hesitating for? Hurry up and do what I want," Princess Ermion commanded from above.

Geralt felt that he could not refuse the request of his "daughter." He went forward to loot the corpse skillfully, as if he was not afraid of being disgusted. In fact, he had done this many times …

Ermion took out an alchemy container from the game system's "inventory bar." That's right, the game system came with its own "inventory bar." It was as convenient as the "space ring" in fantasy novels. She stored the little blue foggoblin's mutation inducer in an alchemy container.

She found the obedient Geralt very pleasing to the eye, so she asked Geralt to accept her reward.

As a result, the white wolf, who had always been serious and seemed to never smile, revealed an inexplicable loving smile. He refused and said, "I'm not the kind of witcher who only has money in his eyes. Since you killed this monster and I didn't save you, I definitely can't take credit for it. Besides, your grandmother is Her Highness Calanthe, right? If she sees me, I'm afraid she will be angry. "

Calanthe had asked Geralt to kill Donnie (Emhyr). In the end, Geralt had lifted Donnie's curse and facilitated the marriage. He had completely ruined Calanthe's plan. Of course, she would hold a grudge against Geralt.

"No, I want you to take credit. How about this? How about you split the money with me?" Ermion was in need of money. No matter what, she wanted to scam money from her grandmother.

Geralt was shocked again. What had this Cirilla experienced? She was definitely a traitor. How could she be so two-faced?

"I, Geralt of Olivia, would never do such a thing!" Geralt could be so pedantic at times, but it was also one of his endearing traits.

Olivia angrily scratched her long silver hair, then kicked Geralt in a fit of pique. She glared at the white wolf with her beautiful emerald eyes, bared her cute little canine teeth, and said, "It's me, Olivia. Send the money!"

"Erm … Ermion? Aren't you Cirilla? " Geralt was about to be killed by this little loli's cuteness. He sighed in his heart again. Having an adopted daughter like this seemed like a good thing. In the end, she was not Cirilla!



Four chapters have been completed! Asking for rewards, subscriptions, recommendation tickets, monthly tickets ~ ~ ~!

This is also the first chapter for the Guild Leader "Cat-Eating Fish" ~ ~ ~ I'll continue tomorrow!

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