Not only was the dwarf not happy about his lover's sudden repentance, he was also very depressed.
He had accompanied the mother dragon for more than ten years to verify a path that was different from the Dragon Queen '.
Now that he had to walk the same path and repeatedly prove the Dragon Queen's path, it would not help his cultivation at all.
"Don't be disappointed." The dwarf's face was full of disappointment. He put his hand on the mother dragon's hand and comforted her. "There will be countless celestial convergences in the future. Or, when my sister masters the power of the ancient blood, find a world without magic for us.
At that time, we can reverify the ideals of equality and freedom. "
Sachia's expression was strange. "What am I disappointed about? I revolted in hopes that the suffering people can live the best life.
The ideals of freedom are just a means to make them happy, not an end. “
Just as the dwarf was feeling awkward, he suddenly heard the faint sound of twigs snapping from the trees to his left.
"Who's there?" He gave the mother dragon a look. The two of them got into their stances, preparing to transform into Megalosaurus at the same time.
"Tyrion? I finally found you. "A familiar white-haired man emerged from the hawthorn bushes.
The newcomer was not an enemy, nor was he a remnant of the rebel army fleeing. It was Geralt with an anxious expression.
"The Seven Hells. How did you find this place?" The dwarf was stunned.
"When you were being trampled by the Nilfgaardian army, I was on the hill. I even saw with my own eyes that you were knocked off the saddle by Marshal Cochrane's hammer and trampled by dozens of cavalry …"
Tyrion's expression was twisted.
Geralt sized him up carefully. "You seem to be fine? You didn't lose an arm or a leg? "
"Since you were nearby, why didn't you come to help when I was surrounded by dozens of Sword Saints?" The dwarf asked with a wooden face.
"I'm a demon hunter from the School of the Wolf who strictly maintains neutrality. Directly participating in the kingdom's war would bring trouble to the organization.
Also, the enemy had tens of thousands of people and a warlock group. What could I do if I went? Even the Sword God is not invincible. "
The dwarf glared at him and asked again, "Why are you looking for me?"
"To save Ciri."
"Ciri? After Thanedd's coup, where did you go? "Tyrion asked curiously.
"Let's talk while we walk." The Demon Hunter quickly pulled the dwarf's arm.
"I'm busy here!" Tyrion struggled to break free. "As you can see, the Revolutionary Army has suffered a great defeat. I can't leave!"
"It's an emergency. A Warlock wants to steal Ciri's bloodline," Geralt said anxiously.
"Haha, there's no need to worry." The dwarf waved his hand with a smile, his expression relaxed. "I've actually been wondering why no Warlock has seized Ciri's bloodline despite knowing that she has the Ancient Blood and the Fire Spirit.
Now, I'm just proving that my guess is correct, but you don't have to worry. If even I can think of it, how can my sister not think of it? That guy is destined to meet a miserable end. "
"That's easy for you to say, but you, me, and Ciri haven't escaped fate. Leaving it up to fate will only lead to a tragic fate," Geralt said.
"Tyrion, just let him be, I'll be able to gather the remaining soldiers and organize the guerilla army" the mother dragon said.
"Are you sure?"
"If I can't even do such a small thing, how can I be the leader of the Revolutionary Army?" Sachia rolled her eyes.
The dwarf held her large hand and reminded her for a while before transforming into a Megalosaurus and carrying the Demon Hunter away from the mountains.
"You might not believe it, but we've gone to another world."
"Thanedd's teleportation portal is connected to another world?" The dwarf was shocked.
"No, at that time, we landed in the Great Eastern Desert. After a few twists and turns, we entered an ancient ruin. We accidentally activated the World Transmission Array and went to another world, the world where the Elven Ainn Eyre was from. It was the world where Laura and the Dragon Queen had first agreed upon." The Demon Hunter was excited.
The Demon Hunter world was very large. Mortals didn't know how large it was.
The West Coast where humans lived today was about half the size of the Seven Kingdoms, which was the area south of the Neck Swamp.
On the surface, human civilization began seven hundred years ago, and the Elves only had a history of about two thousand years. However, this world had existed for countless years.
Historians believed that the halflings and dwarves that appeared ten thousand years ago were natives, but many ancient ruins proved that there had been civilizations tens of thousands of years ago, or even millions of years ago. Human civilizations of different eras — some historians speculated that the White Frost destroyed the world and killed all living things. When the ice and snow melted, new races migrated in from the intersection of the stars, and civilization restarted. This cycle continued for tens of thousands of years.
And under the Great Southeastern Desert, there were countless ancient tombs and ruins buried.
Other than the absence of a true god, the Demon Hunter world was much deeper and murkier than the world of the Song of Ice and Fire (even the original author didn't know how vast the world he wrote about was and what kind of ancient history it had).
"How did you come back from another world? Did Ciri's Ancient Blood completely awaken? How old is she? She's not even an adult yet, right? "the dwarf asked in surprise.
"The Ancient Blood is too strong. Ciri could only barely open the World Gate." After a pause, Geralt added meaningfully, "I now understand why the Dragon Queen made a deal with Laura. You can't imagine what we've been through."
"I'm all ears."
"The teleportation portal that let us pass through, the Tower of Swallow, isn't a single existence. There's a corresponding teleportation tower in the Elven World that allows for point-to-point teleportation. That's why we were discovered by the Elves as soon as we passed through. "
"Laura's former fiancé found us," the Demon Hunter said in a strange tone.
"The Elven sage whose wife was stolen by a human?" The dwarf had a strange look in his eyes.
"Yes, he said that the human Warlocks stole the Elven Blood through marriage and wanted Ciri to pay the debt."
"Did the Elven sage want Ciri to have children with him?"
"No, he wanted Ciri to have children with Laura's father."
“what？” The Mystic Dragon Tyrion almost fell from the sky, and Geralt almost fell off the dragon's back. Fortunately, he used his legs to clamp the dwarf's waist tightly.
"The Elven King Obron once gave birth to Laura who had awakened the Ancient Blood. In theory, she has the strongest bloodline. The Elves want to repeat this process."
"F * * k! The Elves are a bunch of beasts. Obron is Ciri's ancestor! "
"You're a Targaryen. You have no right to criticize others," Geralt complained.
"And then?"
"The Elves used me to threaten Ciri. Ciri could only agree —"
"F * * k, which unknown grandson of mine was cuckolded again. However, my sister should be happy to see the birth of a purer Ancient Blood.
In order to please the Old Ancestor, Prince Targaryen wouldn't be against taking over. "The dwarf laughed without any sympathy.
"It didn't succeed. Obron and Ciri tried many times, many nights … but he couldn't get hard. In desperation, the Elves could only drug their own king, and in the end …"
Geralt rubbed his nose and said awkwardly, "Maybe it was fate's joke. The Elven King overdosed and died in bed."
The dwarf dragon's face was contorted beyond recognition. "This is really … what the f * * k!"
"It's really f * * ked up." The Demon Hunter nodded with a contorted face.
"Ciri had already slept with the Elven King many times. Although it didn't succeed once, the Elves saw her attitude and released me from prison early on.
On the night of the Elven King's death, the Elves weren't on guard and she could easily find me. Of course, her teleportation ability was sealed by the Elves and it would have been difficult for us to escape.
Fortunately, the unicorn brought us out and unlocked Ciri's seal and taught her how to open the World Door. "
"Even a unicorn has come out? Do they know space-time magic? "The dwarf was puzzled.
Geralt said, "The unicorns in your world are magical beasts with a single horn. The ones Ciri and I encountered were gods in the form of unicorns.
They can speak and can grasp the language of any living being through telepathy. Traveling through space-time is an instinct. "
"F * * k, the World Door technology is a bug-like existence. It's so common in your world?" The dwarf said in disbelief.
Geralt said uncertainly, "I suspect that the unicorn has some kind of connection with the Elves, just like the Fire Elves and the Dragon Queen."
"The unicorn is a pet of the Elves? Didn't you just say that the unicorn saved you and Ciri? "
"The unicorn isn't a pet of the Elves. In fact, the two of them are currently engaged in a cross-world racial war.
The Ainn Eyre elves of the Elven World are especially cruel and warlike. They once controlled the unicorn to open countless World Doors, plundering resources, occupying land, exterminating the native races and committing countless murders.
I've been to the ruins of a human city in the Elven World. There were mountains of bones there. The previous masters of the Elven World were all slaughtered by the Elves. "Geralt's voice was trembling.
"This is how a racial war should be fought." The dwarf sighed, "I thought that the Elves were naturally cowardly. I didn't think that the cowardly ones were the Ainn Eyre elves of the Demon Hunter world."
"In the early years, Ainn Eyre still kept some human slaves. It was only after the Ainn Eyre's experience in our world spread to the Elven World that the humans were exterminated." The Demon Hunter said in a depressed tone.
"Decisive, ruthless, and capable. This Ainn Eyre elf is not bad, he has a bright future!" The dwarf praised.
"You're a human, can't you empathize?" Geralt said unhappily.
"Pretentious! The humans of this world slaughtered the huge Elven Empire. Why can't I empathize? We're all humans. "The Mystic Dragon rolled his eyes.
Geralt sighed and skipped the topic, "Unicorns are naturally kind and hate evil. They hate the Ainn Eyre elves who coerced them into exterminating their race."
"The Fire Elves treat my sister as their Mother Goddess!" Tyrion said.
"Yes, the Fire Elves call the Dragon Queen Mother and Lord Goddess. But what about Targaryen?"
"Hmm …" Tyrion was deep in thought. The Fire Elves' personality was largely set by the Dragon Queen. In a way, it was a part of her personality that was selectively strengthened.
She was not pure and kind, but she liked kind creatures. Hence, the Little Elves were pure and kind.
But what about Targaryen?
Brandon was not the first Targaryen who deserved to go to hell.
If the Dragon Queen was no longer around in the future, what was the relationship between Targaryen and the Fire Elves?
"Your guess is very reasonable," he said.
"It may not be my guess." The Demon Hunter looked hesitant. "Perhaps, this secret was told to me by the Dragon Queen."
"Perhaps?"
"The Unicorn only taught Ciri the basics of opening the World Gate. But it was Ciri's first time and she was not familiar with it. She sent us five hundred years into the future …"
"What the f * ck!" The dwarf shouted again. "Are you sure you did not fall into the Elf's illusion?"
"I met the Dragon Queen a total of three times, three times in different worlds. She even reminded me that I was only a mortal — —"
"You're a mortal?" The dwarf shouted again. "Then what am I?"
"Sigh, 'small' Demigods like you and me are no different from mortals in her eyes," Geralt said helplessly.
The dwarf dragon's face contorted. "Alright, what you said makes sense."
"She said that mortals are unable to withstand the distortion of thought and existence brought about by time travel. It's probably like how two-dimensional creatures on paper cannot exist in the real world …
Sigh, I don't really understand. I only feel that I'm missing a part of my memory. Or perhaps, a part of my memory has become uncertain, as if it has merged with another person's memory.
This messed up my thoughts and I even forgot my own identity for a period of time. "
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