Compared with a few years ago, the princess of Temeria has undergone a lot of changes. Under the white priest's robe, the exquisite and delicate body has a bit more mature charm, and the embroidered robe is stretched high.
The hair that used to be casually draped over his shoulders fell into a bundle and slid down his back.
Narrow and sharp eyes, high nose bridge, angular lips, softer lines, full of affinity.
Although she doesn't wear Fendai, her appearance is not inferior to that of the sorceresses, on the contrary, she exudes another kind of charm.
"Good evening, Roy 'Master'." Yada stretched out her right hand towards the witcher with a smile, her eyes flashing with joy, Roy bowed and kissed the back of the other's raised hand,
"His Royal Highness Yada, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your style is even better than before."
He was numb, and the meeting was so different from the memory.
The previous Linus Pitt, and this Highness, are people who shouldn't be there.
Yada looked at the female companion beside him,
"No introduction, who is this beautiful lady?"
Roy moved his lips, and Coral hooked his arm before he could finish speaking, and straightened his collar, like a gentle and caring wife, but quietly puffed out her chest.
"You two look so good together."
Yada's expression froze imperceptibly, her eyes suddenly dimmed, she picked up a glass of absinthe by the dining table, took a sip,
"I almost forgot to introduce you to an acquaintance."
She turned around and beckoned. Another gray casual man, tall and straight as a loose, blond man crossed the crowd and greeted him with a face full of surprise.
"Haha, Luo Yi...Stupid teacher!"
The mouthful of food squeezed the man's cheeks like squirrels, exuding a smell of fresh salmon, Roy hesitantly reached out to hold his mustard-stained hands,
"Grim Sigurd, why are you here?"
"Have you forgotten, it was you who suggested that I go to Vizima to join His Highness Yada!" Grimm swallowed the meat wholeheartedly, patted his chest, and said happily, "I am now accepting the advice of the lady in the lake. Test, protect the high priest of the Virtue Church under her command!"
"I swear by the honor of the knight, when I pass all the trials and get the title of knight of the Five Virtues, I will invite you to drink the Vizima champion, and you will not return if you are not drunk!"
"Your courage is commendable, then I am waiting for you!"
Roy exchanged a few words with Grim, who was always swearing, and looked at Yada, "His Royal Highness is here this time—"
The princess pursed her glittering lips playfully,
"You haven't been back to Vizima for several years. I'm here to capture you, the irresponsible lakeside knight, on behalf of the lady in the lake!"
Roy's expression stiffened,
Seeing this, Yada covered her red lips and smiled happily, and said, not without flaunting,
"Seriously, in the Vizima Lake District, our Virtue Church has surpassed Eternal Fire. Ms. Vivian is busy blessing believers, answering their prayers, and performing miracles, so she doesn't have time to see you."
"The reason I'm here, you're not an outsider," Yada led the three of them to a remote corner of the banquet hall, carefully sketching with five fingers, the magic power given to her by the lady in the lake instantly blocked the sound of the outside world,
"Royal advisor Kayla Metz revealed to me the 'hidden program' of the meeting... The culprit in the assassination of my father, and the traitor among the royal advisors in Temeria is in Arethusa Palace. I'm cooperating with the North Allies arrested her and brought her to justice."
Yada's tone paused, and a terrifying light flashed from her long and narrow eyes.
"Right now, there are a group of white rose knights hiding in the Arethusa Palace. Just wait for the dead of night, when Kayla and Philippa send a signal, and start immediately!"
Roy unbuttoned the top button of his shirt a little sultryly. Temeria's army actually came to this muddy water, but unfortunately it didn't come in handy.
"Roy, I know you're very skilled, but you didn't interfere with this situation," Yada thought the witcher was shocked by this fact, and said with concern, "After a while, you guys will be honest. Go back to the bedroom and stay, and come out tomorrow when the sun rises, when the big cleaning is almost over and everything is settled."
Roy was also thinking about whether to reveal to her that hundreds of allies were on their way. A short and slender sorceress wearing a green thin sandal top with bright straw-colored long straight hair greeted her.
"Kyla's here," Yada waved her hand openly, "I have to go say hello to her, goodbye, two."
She held up the absinthe again towards the witcher and drank it, her pale cheeks flushed red.
She wiped off the wine stains from the corners of her mouth cleanly,
"Take care, Roy, you must go back to Vizima when you have time."
Between the white hair fluttering, Fang Zhan disappeared into the crowd.
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"Have you had a relationship with Princess Yada before?" Coral smiled tenderly, observing the man's expression,
"How is it possible, I just helped her lift the curse of the vampire bird." Roy shook his head, suppressing the strangeness in his heart and emphasized, "We are just ordinary friends."
"I'm afraid the life of His Royal Highness Yada is not as glamorous as it seems." Coral smiled and said meaningfully, "There are rumors that Foltest's mistress gave birth to a son for him not long ago. If In the future, let the illegitimate son inherit the throne, where will Yada go?"
"Marriage with a prince of another country?"
Roy was silent for a moment, shook his head, his tone was firm,
"Yada is now the high priest of the Virtue Church, a real 'strong woman', blessed by the lady of the lake, and the king cannot force her."
Yes, history has changed, and this miserable girl no longer needs to marry the prince of Redania, the little bald, hard-hearted King Radovid V.
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There was a sudden commotion in the hall.
All attention was drawn to the past.
"The senior management of the Wizarding Society has arrived." Coral restrained her smile.
The sorcerers naturally gave way and bowed to those who came down from the uppermost Palazzo Gastán.
Walking in the forefront is a middle-aged man in simple clothes and full of energy.
"Gerhart of Elle, also known as Hen Gedimidis, is the oldest known elder in the Society, currently over five hundred years old." Coral explained to the witcher's ear, "His The teacher is Joffrey Monk, the most powerful human mage in history who put Dijing into the sealed bottle."
Roy was shocked, and a series of data flashed through his silver-gray pupils.
This old guy has deep mana, mastering hundreds of spells, including several unheard of Forbidden spells, and he is just as good as Wingford.
But he does not have the good skills that Wei Ge inherited from the Druids, and suffers from various diseases such as heart disease, and his health is very worrying.
"But don't worry, this elder will never betray the North."
A tall, black-haired woman walked beside him.
"Tishaya, Headmaster Arethusa."
"It was she who proposed the cruel iron law that all students of Arethusa must be magically ligated?" Roy asked,
"Well, but she's neutral, she's a pure magician," Coral said with slight admiration, "and definitely won't help the South."
Roy nodded. In his memory, the principal released the traitor who had been chained by the anti-magic shackles at the Sinid Island conference out of neutrality. This led to two factions with diametrically opposed political stances fighting each other, and the Northern Association was destroyed. in once.
Afterwards, out of despair and self-blame, Tishaya chose to cut herself off.
However, Roy clenched her fists quietly, this time, her fate will be rewritten.
Behind the two, a chubby, ugly, middle-aged man with sly eyes, one of the members of the Wizarding Society, Alto Tranova.
Roy remembered him as one of the traitors.
An orchid-like beauty entered the hall at the very end.
The dark golden hair and the gray-green dress swayed gently with the footsteps, rustling.
The pixie blush shimmers in the light.
Different from this lively hall, her large clear eyes are unusually calm, reminiscent of a newborn deer, a breezy forest.
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Francesca caught sight of the young witcher in the crowd.
It was beyond Roy's expectations.
This time, the elf lady did not escape. Instead, in the ambiguous eyes of Alto Tranova and the scrutiny of Philippa, she took the initiative to lean towards Roy and glanced at him with mysterious blue eyes. His voice was so cold that he seemed to be talking to himself in the air.
"Don't bring anyone else."
She went straight to the lonely corridor north of the hall.
Roy gave Coral a look at acting as planned, and followed up alone.
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"Enid an Gleanna, the leader of the Squirrel Party, the Queen Ain Shedi who endured humiliation, finally met." The witcher calmly stared at the delicate and pure picture five meters away under the dim light. With a suffocating face, a straight nose, moist red lips, and distorted eyes, it is a miracle of the Creator, "You know, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."
"Dh'oe (human), Roy of the Viper School, put away the hypocritical politeness, let's save time and get straight to the point." Francesca swiped her hand through the air, and the invisible magic barrier flashed in the air, turning the They are cut off from the outside world. "Tell me, where on earth do you know so many secrets."
"My relationship with the Squirrel Party, my deal with Emhyr."
Roy smiled,
"Actually, I have some elf blood, and I'm not a pure human. You don't have to be so hostile to me. In addition, witchers always pay attention to fairness and justice. Look at this, let's take turns asking questions. For the sake of sincerity, I will answer first. your problem."
"Your organization killed hundreds of my compatriots twice before and after, and told me about the so-called fairness and justice?"
Francie's voice was crisp and gentle, still quiet,
"You mean in Norweigray, in northern Elland? I just wanted to ask, who moved first?" Roy smiled contemptuously, his eyes turned cold, "Is it not justifiable to be attacked by someone? To defend, but to stretch your neck and let you slaughter?"
The woman silently clenched the talisman on her chest, and the calm aura of lake water suddenly weakened.
Roy stared at her for a while before nodding.
"Since you have nothing to say, what about my rules? The answer to your question just now is Wigfords - I got all the information about your Excellency from this middleman, such as your sending the Squirrel Party to attack the North In order to gain the trust and commitment of Emperor Nilfgaard, let him help you seize the ownership of the Valley of Flowers after the outbreak of the Second War and help you rebuild the elf kingdom."
"The trick to sow discord is too low. He can't betray me!"
The woman suddenly tightened her slender eyebrows, tilted her head to look at him, and a trace of anger flashed in her bright eyes, as if hearing that a relative or friend was slandered and humiliated,
"You're right, he didn't take the initiative to sell it. But there is a lot of evidence in his legacy that you colluded with the south."
"Inheritance? You mean Wygfortz is dead?" The woman shook her head, "Just you, an ordinary witcher?"
Roy shrugged nonchalantly and sighed, "I wasn't Wei Ge's opponent at the time, but his wolf ambitions were too inflated, offending the gods, and he was eventually annihilated by the cosmic aurora, and there was no scum left! If it wasn't for death, How could he possibly give up his power in the association?"
The woman was a little unacceptable for a while, Liu Mei frowned slightly, her eyes turned, and she fell into thinking.
Roy waited for a moment,
"It's my turn. Madam, I hope you will answer your questions candidly and thoroughly, otherwise the conversation will be difficult to continue."
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