"Roger......

Both voices rang out at the same time, and to Roger's surprise, there was neither Triss nor Geralt.

At this time, he could feel the white wolf's gaze a little embarrassed, but Triss's eyes could almost breathe fire.

She was eager to ask if there were any other rooms in the castle.

Like the so-called Tower, which had the best quality bed in all of Kylemohan, and Triss wanted to stand up and tell everyone that she would rather sleep in the worst bed here, even if the walls around it weren't so intact, as long as Geralt was there.

But reason quickly prevailed over desire, and she knew that it was inappropriate to ask the question at this time.

"Bear with me, maybe I can sneak away in the middle of the night...... Or wait until tomorrow and set up a room yourself during the day. Triss silently comforted herself, then smiled again.

"Roger, I'...... I don't want to ......," Ciri looked reluctant.

She admired Triss's beauty, but the woman in front of her was still a stranger to her, and now she was a little reluctant to let a stranger break into the room and share a room with her.

The other one spoke was Viselmir, but she quickly noticed the look on Roger's face and swallowed the rest of the words.

"We'll rearrange a room for you tomorrow during the day."

Roger said with a smile, and Triss could only smile back, and by this time our white wolf had fled.

Lambert had a wicked smile on his face, he and Triss had never dealt with each other so much, and would love to see the red-haired sorceress eat turtles.

"Can you wait a minute?"

Before everyone left, Roger suddenly said to Triss, and the sorceress stayed behind despite her puzzled expression.

"There's something I want to ask you about Ciri......"

As Roger explained, the confusion on Triss's face gradually disappeared, and she even felt sorry for her previous thoughts, and in her eyes, Roger's image suddenly distinguished her from other witchers.

"Geralt mentioned your name in the letter, and you're really different from them."

Roger smiled and didn't say anything, and left with a few words.

There was nothing to say all night, the only hiccup was that I don't know why, Lambert talked a lot that night, he took out a few bottles of wine and went into Geralt's room, listening to the sound The two seemed to drink until dawn.

However, Lambert's caution did not succeed, and after a night of watch, he did not see the disheveled Triss break into Geralt's room.

He was ready to laugh at the other party, but in the end, nothing happened.

Ciri, who reappeared in front of everyone the next morning, changed her appearance.

She changed out of her usual battle uniform and put on a slim-fitting robe, and the little princess of Sintra returned to the public.

Sure enough, only women understand women.

Ciri glanced at Roger secretly, his face shy.

After a lot of physical knowledge from Triss last night, Ciri realized what a stupid question he had asked earlier.

"I'm glad I didn't ask Roger to help me plug it ......"

She couldn't imagine how embarrassed she would be if she really said such a reckless thing.

And Roger didn't mention it at all, trying his best to resolve the girl's shyness.

It could be seen that she and Triss were getting along very well, and the sorceress could easily gain Ciri's affection.

Everyone knew why Geralt had invited Triss here, but they didn't rush into any magical rituals.

Throughout the day, Ciri was still practicing swordsmanship under Roger's guidance, while Triss had only one goal in mind.

A spacious room and comfortable bed.

Her inner thoughts weren't so hot originally, but last night's delay had completely mobilized her emotions.

She wished that the sun would set right now and that she could ......

Triss found a suitable room as she wished, and she even made some elaborate preparations for it, using some small spells to make it more romantic and warm.

Shower and change clothes.

Watching the sun go down little by little, Triss's heart pounded, and even her fingers felt slightly numb.

She's starting to get excited.

Then, before the last rays of light faded, she saw a familiar figure appear in the doorway.

"Geralt ......"

Triss's gaze almost swallowed the man across from her, her breathing shortening uncontrollably.

She couldn't help but step forward quickly and hold the man's rough hands.

The moment the skin touched, a shiver spread all over her body along her fingertips, and Triss felt like a little girl who was just starting to fall in love, her brain and body yearning for only one thing.

Triss...... Dinner is ready, Viselmir has asked me to let you know......"

Geralt's eyes flickered.

As she spoke, Triss uncontrollably wrapped her hands upwards around Geralt's neck.

"Whew...... You know what, I miss you so much. ”

"Don't ...... Don't be like that, Triss. ”

"Now...... Over here...... No way. ”

Geralt's breathing became erratic, but he was clearly much more awake than Triss.

There's a good chance that Lambert guy is hiding in the corner, and he might even jump out and laugh at them.

What's more, Geralt has really been worried about it lately.

"I don't care ......"

"You called me here, so now, you can't refuse me!"

Triss's breath made Geralt feel as if his skin was being burned by flames, and the heat spread throughout his body.

"I know Triss, but ......"

Suddenly, Geralt's face changed slightly, and he struggled to push the woman in front of him away from his arms, and quickly said in the other person's ear, "Calm down." ”

"Someone's coming."

"Anyone?" Triss's vertigo-dazed brain cleared for a moment, listening intently but picking up no sound, but he soon realized what was wrong.

The five senses of witchers are far more developed than those of normal people.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for two footsteps to be heard, it was Roger and Ciri who had returned from training.

"Trissy, is this your new room?"

Ciri rushed straight into the room, and Triss couldn't even tell if the girl had found something.

"Great, are these the result of magic?"

Ciri looked around, her eyes flashing with joy.

"I love it here."

She shouted.

Triss smiled, her gaze sweeping over Roger, "He must have found something, but so what?" Everybody will know what Geralt and I did tonight. ”

Triss thought silently.

As for Ciri...... She's such a lovely girl, and although it will be a bit of a problem, I can help her rearrange the room tomorrow.

Triss was smiling and about to speak, when Ciri pounced on her and grabbed her waist.

"I love it here, let me stay, Triss, I'm going to sleep with you tonight!"

Triss's smile froze on her face, and realizing that the girl was watching her, she quickly adjusted, trying to squeeze out a smile.

Then I heard the rest of the sentence, "I want to sleep with you until you leave Kylemohan." ”

"Let's not be apart every night, okay?"

Triss: ............