That's why a person's life is so unpredictable.
As an elder, Geralt had simulated meeting Cirilla, the "Child of Destiny," who was destined to become his adopted daughter, countless times in his mind. Perhaps it would be a magnificent scene, where he would save Cirilla from the brink of death. Perhaps it would be a quiet scene, where he would sneak a few glances at her, and then leave.
No matter what, it was better to be a high and mighty princess than to follow him and become a witcher …
But Geralt had never imagined that the first time he met Cirilla, the other party would actually want to whip him. What had she misunderstood?
The legendary witcher Geralt dodged Cirilla's attack with a roll. Cirilla did not follow up with another attack. Instead, she dismounted and hugged her sister, Olivia, in her arms. Then, she asked about her sister's well-being in all sorts of ways, as if she was afraid that her sister would be hurt.
At this time, Geralt should really thank Olivia. If she had not explained everything in a few words and pushed all the credit of saving her to Geralt, he would have been captured by Cirilla in a fit of rage …
Geralt might be good at fighting monsters, but if he had to fight this group of elite knights alone, he would not stand a chance. If he was surrounded, he would definitely be finished.
After all, this was not a high-magic world where a single person could destroy a country. It was a middle-level, low-magic world.
Even though she understood the cause and effect, Cirilla still did not have a good impression of Geralt. She might not have realized it, but after spending so many years with her sister, her possessiveness towards her sister seemed to have reached a pathological level.
Geralt saw that Cirilla was doing so well in Cintra, and that her position as heir was so secure. He did not reveal anything about the "Law of Surprise" to Cirilla.
He only met Calanthe, the de facto ruler of the Kingdom of Cintra, and chose to leave. He had no intention of taking Cirilla with him.
Geralt was such a gentle and kind person. He did not want Cirilla to follow him through that kind of hard life.
Although he did not have much contact with Cirilla, he had unexpectedly become close to Olivia.
Could it be because Olivia was also a loli sorceress? Geralt couldn't help but think nonsensically. It couldn't be helped, he always attracted female Warlocks easily.
However, Olivia really made him feel like a "stay-dad." He even suspected that the target of his "Law of Surprise" was mistaken. If not, why would Cirilla treat him so coldly, while Olivia cared about him so much, even though she always said that she hated him?
On the day of Geralt's departure, Olivia brought him to her alchemy laboratory. It had been left behind by Vilgefortz and Lydia. Olivia had inherited it.
Then, under Geralt's confused gaze, Ermion started to prepare the "Fogspawn Decoction." She showed every step in detail to Geralt, and even let him assist her.
Geralt was very slow. He did not know what Ermion was going to do, but he could not help but admire her in his heart. This little princess was young, but her standard and elegant movements of preparing alchemy potions were very skillful. She was no worse than those famous alchemists!
Geralt himself knew a little about alchemy, and he always had a few potions on hand, such as the "Cat Potion" that could allow one to see clearly in the dark, and the "Killer Whale" that could increase the time one could hold one's breath underwater. But of course, he was not a professional alchemist, so sometimes before he went out to hunt monsters, he needed to find someone to help him concoct a potion.
Sometimes, witchers suffered because they earned money from completing quests. Often, they would have to spend it when they were preparing to hunt monsters. The worst thing was, after completing the quest, they would be scammed by the client. The client would refuse to pay, and would call for a group of unruly villagers to chase the witcher away.
Those "decisive" witchers, such as the infamous cat witchers, would take advantage of the darkness of the night to massacre an entire village. Otherwise, they would not be able to do so!
If a witcher were to face a group of unruly villagers head-on, they would not be able to defeat them. Instead, they would be ambushed from behind with pitchforks. No matter how legendary a witcher was, he would still be defeated …
Because Geralt had seen a lot of alchemists, he could naturally tell that the little princess's alchemy was very good. He could not help but think that maybe he could ask her to make potions for him in the future.
Ermion was only creating the "Fogspawn Decoction" with the help of the game system. That was why her movements were so accurate.
She felt that she was very cool now, like a witch from the Middle Ages. After adding the [Little Foggoblin Mutation Inducer], after a while, the system reminded her that the decoction of the Little Foggoblin was finally complete!
She saw the description in the system. This was the decoction used by witchers. It was highly toxic. Its effect was to increase the strength of the signet by 25% on a cloudy day.
"White Wolf old man, this decoction is for you as a parting gift from me." Ermion placed her hands on her hips. She was very proud of herself.
Geralt looked at the dark blue liquid. Based on his many years of experience, this should be a very successful potion. He couldn't help but be secretly shocked. There were many potions suitable for witchers in the market, but there was no supply. Some money-hungry alchemists would never leak their own potions to outsiders as long as they had a unique recipe. It was really hateful and helpless.
He did not expect that little princess Ermion would give him such a precious decoction. She even specially demonstrated how to make it!
For a moment, the hundred-year-old elder Geralt was touched. He could not help it. Witchers were really miserable in this world. They were the ones who killed monsters, but they were also the ones who were regarded as abnormal by ordinary people. They were discriminated against wherever they went. They had to buy things at a more expensive price, and the higher-ups used them as tools …
In this cold world, what could warm him up? Perhaps it was the love from Yennefer, or perhaps it was the friendship from Dandelion. Now, he was warmed by this little princess who was full of healing powers.
Geralt did not exaggerate his thanks. He was a person who was cold on the outside, but warm on the inside. He just silently put away the decoction. He heard Ermion say pretentiously, "White Wolf old man, don't get me wrong. I don't care about you. I see that you are too poor. That's why I sympathize with you!"
Geralt smiled faintly and rubbed the little princess' head. He walked away in a carefree manner. He did not know when he would see Ermion again.
After meeting with Geralt, Calanthe, the de facto ruler of Cintra, was frowning. It turned out that Geralt had brought her news. The Nilfgaardian Empire in the south was already under the rule of the new Emperor Emhyr. It would not be long before the Nilfgaardian Empire marched north, and the Kingdom of Cintra would be the first place to be attacked.
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