"She's been pulled into it, and she's at the very heart of the maelstrom!" Yennefer seemed to be preparing something.

"I've heard Geralt say about you, you don't belong to this era, maybe you've been summoned from another world by a warlock's spell."

Yennefer looked at Roger.

"You are strong, and the dragon has to follow your orders to prostrate at your feet, but listen to me, Roger, times have changed."

"You can't do anything on your own."

"You might be able to easily defeat any witcher, even chop off the dragon's head and kill the strongest human knight, but then?"

"You can kill one, ten, and you can kill a hundred, a thousand, or even ......."

Yennefer sighed.

"The elves used to live a long life, and there was no shortage of powerful warlocks and swordsmen in the race, but what was the result? Their palace is still destroyed, and now the entire race is reduced to a second-class inhabitant, roaming the edge of the human world. ”

"Even Franceska, the so-called first beauty, had to do everything in her power to secure the last gathering place for her kindred."

"This is the age of the man, this is the age of the warlock."

"It's not yours."

"Maybe the time of the witchers never came."

"Your judgment is wrong, after my detailed examination, Ciri has an amazing talent for magic, as long as she is given some time to let her grow, she will definitely become the most powerful warlock of this era, and even achieve a prominent position in the Warlock Council in the future."

"Only then can she truly protect herself."

"I can protect her." Roger spoke.

"No one can take her from me and hurt him if I want to."

"Why are you still so stubborn?!"

Yennefa's face was full of anger, if it was another demon hunter, she would have scolded her.

"Ciri is not an ordinary girl, she is the princess of Sintra, although there are too many princesses in this world, she is different."

"Or maybe Sintra is different now."

"You witchers don't understand politics, but we're in the middle of it, and through various investigations, there are at least three forces looking for Ciri right now."

"The first is a spy from the Southern Empire, and the Emperor of Nilfgaard, Enhir, wants to bring Ciri to the south, and he wants this girl to be his wife, because only then can he justifiably make Sintra a province of Nilfgaard."

"Instead of staying in the current state of anxiety."

Yennefer looked like he was playing the harp to a cow.

"The northern states are intricately intertwined, and Enhil originally thought that this trip north would engulf all the countries in a hurry, but he met resistance on Mount Soden, which forced him to stop his aggression and sit down at the negotiating table for a brief truce."

"Then it is now a special area, not only of Enhir, but also of the pot-bellied kings of the northern kingdoms."

"They also want to take Ciri into their own hands, even if they are not qualified, but if their son or nephew can become Ciri's husband, then they can also take over Sintra in the name of it."

"In addition to these two forces, there is also the Warlock Council, especially those led by Wigofertz, who have learned about the peculiarities of Ciri through prophecy and other means."

"If Ciri is taken away by them, there will be endless experiments waiting for her......"

Yennefer gasped.

"What I'm doing now is for her good, there is a split within the council, if Ciri's value can be recognized by the new forces, after all, I am now considered one of the top ......"

"Give us a little buffer time to allow Ciri to grow up, and maybe go in a different direction in the future."

"So you understand? Roger. ”

"We don't want to face one or two people, but the whole world."

"I know you have incredible combat power, and you may be able to strike fear into your enemies by stealthily assassinating a king or two."

"But believe me, there is no point in killing like this."

"You can't kill everyone, in the end your impulsiveness will only hurt yourself and everyone!"

"You may have heard of the tragedy that happened to Kylemohan, and believe me, if you insist on going your own way, such a tragedy will happen, and then there will be no more place for witchers in this world."

"Maybe you can survive with your might, but by then, you'll be the last and only witcher."

"Viselmir and Geralt will both be strangled by many forces under the wrath of the backlash!"

"So give me Ciri and let me do the right thing."

At this point, Ye Naifa's mood had eased, and a distant glimmer of light shone on her back, and it wouldn't be long before the sun was about to jump out of the sea, and then usher in a new day.

"Are you going to do something to me?"

Roger's face was calm, but this sentence made Ye Naifa's pace of progress slightly stagnant.

"Why? Why are you so stubborn?! ”

"Has your head been turned to stone in a long slumber? Or will the witcher's alchemical potion not only affect your feelings, but also your judgment of things?! ”

"You are like that, Geralt is like this, you always think that you can always be neutral if you don't care about yourself, but no one in this world is a real bystander."

"And you don't have enough strength to be truly neutral!"

Yennefer became irritable, the magic on the surface of her body rampant, and she almost couldn't resist smashing a fireball.

"If I'm not mistaken, you only told me, because you know that even if you told Geralt, he wouldn't agree."

"I can do anything for him, and he will understand!"

"Go back, you're no match for me."

Roger said again.

"You ruined everything, you ruined everything!"

Yennefer shook her head, then slowly stepped back, for she had heard Geralt say that no creature within ten meters would be able to dodge Roger's sword.

"Take her with you, run away, never go to a densely populated place, I'll find a way to cover up the news for you, and then you will face an endless hunt."

"Until their plan succeeds, or you die first."

There was a hint of sadness in Ye Naifa's eyes, as if he had seen some kind of catastrophic future.

"Let me take one last look at her......"

Who would have thought that Ye Naifa, who had always had a poisonous tongue and a black belly, would show such a gentle side, and after a moment, she took a deep breath, and then turned to leave.

"When you wake up, get up on your own."

After a while, Roger patted Ciri's head.

The girl's emerald eyes were full of confusion, she was not an ordinary peasant girl, even if she was exposed to it, she had enough political acumen.

"Roger, what should I do?"

"I don't want you to be ...... because of me"

"Let me talk to Ms. Yennefer...... Or give me to some king of the north......"

When she said this, her eyes were full of fierceness, and it was clear that she did not just regard herself as a mere vassal.

She is a lion cub in Sintra, and there are many ways to get revenge.

"Don't think about it, you just have to do what I say."

"I'll take care of the rest."

Roger took out Ciri's confiscated weapon and threw it over.

"Get ready for battle!"

"Being the enemy of the world, it may sound scary, but if you experience it too much, it's really nothing."

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