A rich green is reflected in the prismatic blue water curtain, the dense weeping willows sway in the wind, and the wide river with rippling blue waves is filled with mist.
Lambert was standing in the soft mud on the shore, his frivolous ugly face wrinkled like a bitter gourd, and even the row of feces at the corners of his eyes revealed sadness. Her hair was messed up like a chicken coop, her razor-sharp hairline was dull, and her taupe leather armor was stained with blood, apparently from a bad battle not long ago.
On his left-hand side, the cat stood with Aiden with a sword, emaciated cheeks with a morbid flush, a look of weariness and haggard.
On the right, Triss, who was wearing a gray-yellow animal skin hunting suit, waved her hand and sprinkled the magic light, maintaining the telescopic crystal.
As for Oaks, there was no trace.
"What's the situation now?" Roy raised his brows with his hands around his chest, and mocked, "You are not working as bodyguards in Soden, why are you so embarrassed that you fought petrified lizards for 300 times?"
Lambert touched his nose and smiled awkwardly,
"Boy, you didn't know anything after a month of seclusion. When we got there, we found out that Kayla Metz wasn't telling the truth. At the beginning, she claimed to hire us to protect the mayor of Soden. By the way, I had a few passionate dates. If you don’t think you can’t go for nothing, it’s time to earn some extra money and go for a ride.”
"Actually guess what? A woman's mouth isn't as reliable as the devil!"
The mirror opposite the coral savagely gouged out a look at him.
Lambert immediately changed his tune, "except for Ms. Rita and Ms. Triss, of course."
"As for Kayla Metz, she actually coaxed us into being a bodyguard for Soden's new king Foltest! Alas, I didn't turn my face on the spot because Princess Yada and Triss had a good relationship with you! Reluctantly stay and play."
Triss, who was on the side, heard the red hair on her shoulders trembling, and resisted the urge to slap this guy. Who was it that ran over to please Kayla Metz and declared that she wanted to get her pregnant
Roy also smiled bitterly in his heart, how could a witcher be so easily deceived
Lambert pretended not to see the sorceress's resentment, shook his head and sighed, looking regretful.
"Who knew there was a problem! This world is really bad. In broad daylight, King Fu was assassinated at the juncture of giving a speech to the war-torn Soden people."
Roy's heart skipped a beat, no matter what era it was in, assassinating the king was the top event that shocked the world. .
Although Rita Ned's face didn't change beside her, the nails pinching his arm tightened, almost sinking into the flesh.
"Who is so daring to assassinate the monarch of Temeria, the new king of Soden!"
A sense of time and space disorder rose in Roy's heart.
According to history, it was only after 1270 that Foltest was smeared by the King Assassin Leto, disguised as a friar, when he met the illegitimate son Louisa Lavaredi gave birth to for him. one strike.
But it's only the summer of 1266, and Leto has long since joined the Brotherhood.
Who will be the assassin again
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"Who else could it be but those mad squirrels?" Lambert, "about fifty people, mostly elves, a few dwarves and dwarves. King Fu gave a speech, appeases the Blue Rose Square, which was rebuilt after the war. During the crowd, the Squirrel Party created a monstrous fog!"
"Taking advantage of the chaos at the scene, the masses of the people ran rampantly, shouting and shouting, and they brazenly launched an attack."
Speaking of which, it also has to do with Foltest's policy and Vizima's Ladies of the Lake-led Virtue Church.
Among the monarchs in the north, King Fu is not so harsh and extreme towards non-human races, which gives the Squirrel Party an opportunity...
"It's Francesca's handwriting again, she's determined to follow Emhyr all the way to the dark."
Roy rubbed his temples. This assassination should be the elf queen who was clearing the way for the second invasion of Nilfgaard. After counting the time, it was not far from the second northern war.
"You suddenly contacted me, just to let me know?"
"Don't worry, there is another shocking news!" Lambert said with a sad expression, "Pontar and the monarch of Mahakam, Brugi, Angry, Riverdale, and the protector of Arland, Forty Sturt has returned to the Yellow Springs, to be with his dead sister and queen."
Roy heard the sorceress gasping for air, so he glared at Lambert,
"You should learn more from Dandelion. Such poor acting skills can only scare three-year-old children. King Fu is not your descendant. He died, so why are you sad? And Xiaote's expression is obviously wrong. ."
Roy glanced at Triss, who gathered the broken hair on his forehead, wiped off the stains on his face, and gave him a sweet smile.
"Oh, you know Ms. Merigold well!" Lamber made a mocking face at the sorceress beside him, and Triss shook her hair and ignored him.
"Well, this assassination ended in failure. The high priest of the Virtue Church, His Highness Bai Zhiyada, Triss and Kayla, Feikat, the army, and our three experienced witchers are heavily protected. Not even a wasp can get close to Foltest. Dozens of attackers are naturally enough." Lambert glanced at the misty hillside across the river,
"Thirty-eight of the assassins died in the chaos, and eleven committed suicide after being captured."
"But there are still a few splits left to escape. Foltest sent a large number of soldiers to the east to hunt down in his anger. Oaks continued to stay in Soden, and we chased westward to Brugg, the Chotter River!"
"Boy, since you have survived the second mutation, come and help catch the fleeing assassin. We must find him before the soldiers of Temeria!"
"What do you mean?" Roy said in surprise, "You don't want to help the king arrest the assassin?"
"It's not ordinary people who escaped." Aiden clenched his fists quietly, with a complicated face and a hoarse voice.
As soon as Roy's heart moved, he heard him say a name in a deep voice,
"Cat Witcher, Gaitan, my former companion, I will never forget that face!"
Having been with the Brotherhood for so long, Aiden was about to forget that the cats were sent over to make a living by assassination.
But he really did not expect that even today, there are still compatriots who will take this shameful way of life, and it is not an ordinary assassination, but to kill a monarch with a vast territory and great talent.
If he really succeeds, the whole of Temeria will set off a bloody storm, causing countless casualties.
He emphasized, "Gaitan was originally a rationalist, and he was not greatly negatively affected by the decoction, but only occasionally became overly emotional."
Gaitan
Roy listened with a look of surprise, a bald face with scars and a memory flashed across his mind.
In the day after, a deer headed spirit harassed the village of Honorton in Willen. Gaitan accepted the commission to hunt it, but after completing the task, he was led to the barn by the village elders and was attacked with a pitchfork in the back. In anger, he went on a slaughter and slaughtered the entire village.
Geralt just bumps into him, kicking off a dangerous romp between wolf and cat.
This is the butterfly effect. Because of his own troubles, the assassination of King Fu was brought forward, and the assassin also changed from Leto to Gaitan who was drawn by the elves.
"I heard that the cat faction is the most prosperous school of elves, and quite a number of cat faction witchers worked for the elves in the Blue Mountains in the past." Roy pondered.
"Quite ancient tradition, few followers remain, but Gaitan does have some elven blood, and he obviously considers himself a member of the ancient race."
Aiden paused and said worriedly,
"Gaitan was hit by Kayla and Feikat's spells, and suffered heavy sword wounds. We traced the blood all the way to this point, and the river wiped away the traces."
"But he can't run far. If he wants to survive, he must find a foothold on the other side to heal his injuries as soon as possible."
Aiden looked at Roy, his scarlet pupils were slightly wet, and his expression was sincere, "I want to find this misguided brother and give him a hand!"
"That's right!" Lambert waved his fist beside him, excitedly helping out, "Uniting all the witchers who are worthy of attracting is the purpose of the founding of the club! The meaning of our organization's existence!"
"Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret." Triss said in a very natural tone, "I want to make sure that guy doesn't take any action against any northern monarch, otherwise the country will be turbulent and the people will suffer!"
Did you make a mistake, you are obviously King Fu's bodyguard, but now you have to save an assassin? !
Roy groaned in his heart and fell silent.
Introduce a cat assassin into the Brotherhood to fight King Fu.
Is it worth it
Everyone on both sides of the telescopic mirror held their breath.
"Then find him first, and then let everyone decide how to deal with him."
Roy made a final decision,
"Lambert, why are you dumbfounded? Contact Kayane immediately, Escal... There's an old saying, more people are more powerful!"
"Haha, I knew you kid never disappoints!"