Trissy was prepared to suffer for a while, but who asked her to like the White Wolf Geralt so much?
However, this kind of liking was obviously not at the level of deep love. Otherwise, it would not just be temporary suffering, but a true inseparable relationship.
However, this was obviously too idealistic and unrealistic. It was just like in reality, if you asked a woman who was extremely beautiful, had a great personality, and was quite capable to live an elegant and refined life in the upper class, she would have to live with a man with a poor quality of life …
For the sake of that pure "love," she might be able to endure it for a while, but in the long run, she would rather directly provide for this man and drag him along with her to live that kind of good life.
However, to Trissy's surprise, she saw that Geralt, who came out to greet her, was wearing an elegant suit that he usually did not like to wear.
No matter how poor Geralt was, White Wolf was indeed handsome enough. Even if there were scars on his face, they could increase his charm. He was also a natural clothes rack. Those rich Warlock beauties liked to make Geralt wear more elegant and aristocratic clothes.
However, Geralt himself was very resistant. It could be said that he did not care about his appearance to the extreme. Unfortunately, under the tyranny of his youngest daughter, Olivia, he had to bite the bullet and put on the men's clothes that she had personally designed and made.
Olivia's research on how to maximize a person's charm could be said to be very thorough. She could turn those who were originally not very good-looking into handsome men and beautiful women, let alone a handsome man like White Wolf Dad. His charm had reached a whole new level.
Geralt could refuse the boring requests of his sorceress (pao) friends for uniform seduction, but he could not refuse his own daughters. Whether it was Cirilla or Olivia, he would almost always comply. He did not have the arrogance of the White Wolf at all, only the proper attitude of a loyal dog.
This was especially true for Olivia. She was clearly the apple of everyone's eye. She could always make everyone laugh, but her black-bellied nature had inexplicably made everyone obey her. Even Lambert, the biggest thorn in the side, had been trained to be a tsundere. His mouth could not stop himself from scolding her, but his body could not help but obey her commands …
In short, with Geralt's meticulous dressing up and welcoming her, Trissy felt that all her fatigue from the journey had been swept away. All she wanted now was to become one with Geralt, no matter where they were!
She felt that it was all worth it, even if she had to endure the conditions of Kaer Morhen.
Even though Trissy appeared to be open-minded towards Kyla, did she not know whether or not she liked the luxurious upper-class life?
That's why, sometimes, women are really hypocritical. Sometimes, they can even deceive themselves with love, as if love is always the most important, but in reality …
Just as Trissy was filled with emotions, and at the same time, she was holding back the disdain in her heart, she was completely dumbfounded!
Because the interior of the castle was simply completely different from what she remembered!
First, there was the temperature inside. Kaer Morhen was originally a place with hot summers and cold winters. But since there were no witchers coming back in the summer, it didn't matter.
When the witchers came back in the winter, Kaer Morhen naturally became even more messy and dilapidated. At most, the witchers would casually clean up the messy environment, and then continue to make do with their lives …
Anyway, for witchers who were physically stronger than ordinary people, the cold wouldn't hurt them. But this was obviously not a comfortable temperature.
Even mutants like witchers were uncomfortable with the cold, let alone the delicate sorceresses. Perhaps only a sorceress like Yennefer, who grew up in poverty and was used to suffering, would have a stronger endurance.
Trissy now suspected that she was hallucinating, or that someone must have cast some kind of magic to deceive her senses. Otherwise, how could the castle be so warm?
Then, she also noticed that the floor was paved with marble tiles. What happened here? The last time she came here, the floor was full of potholes and was filled with the "fragrance" of soil …
Then, she finally noticed the layout of the room. It seemed to be no worse than the environment in the Temeria Kingdom. It was just that the space was a little smaller. Of course, it was not as luxurious, but it was full of artistic quality. Trissy, a sorceress with a bit of bourgeois sentiment, was very satisfied!
Sometimes, women said that they hated money. Maybe they really did hate money. They hated the clichéd splendor, but they rarely hated the artistic atmosphere that also needed money to create …
This was the power of style. Style did not necessarily need money, but if there was not enough money, it obviously could not support style.
"Welcome the fourteenth person of the hill, Lady Trissy Merigold of Maribor!"
As Olivia's light and sweet voice rang out, the two witchers of the School of the Wolf, Coen and Lambert, had already shot fireworks at Trissy and Geralt. The former had an excited smile on his face, while the latter, of course, looked reluctant. Lambert just hated sorceresses, and this little sorceress, Olivia, was even worse. She always ordered him around. Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate!
Trissy was stunned by the surprise. In fact, other than Cirilla and Olivia, she knew the other witchers. After all, they were Geralt's family. With Trissy's more gentle personality, she preferred to brush up on these friends of Geralt's. Unfortunately, the youngest Lambert did not seem to care about her at all …
Trissy then noticed a long table in the not so big living room. It was already filled with delicious dishes. A roasted turkey sat in the middle of the table. Above the long table was a very gorgeous magic crystal chandelier. It was the best decoration in the living room.
Trissy patted the fireworks off her fiery red hair. Then, she very gently and politely greeted every witcher. Finally, she looked at the "Pearl of the Northern Kingdoms" Olivia, who seemed to already be the master of Kaer Morhen.
Trissy had seen many beauties. Whether it was herself or her best friend, Yennefer, they were the most beautiful beings in the entire continent. But now, when Trissy saw Olivia, a beautiful girl who was only 13 or 14 years old, she felt that the whole world was overshadowed by Olivia!
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Today's first update, asking for recommendation votes, monthly votes ~ ~!!! I'll explain the recent update issues. As I was forced to go on a blind date by my family, I was really helpless. I could not refuse anymore … There's still the second update, I'll be done around 12 o 'clock …
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