"Please help me convey my apologies."

Ash shook her head, "That kind of occasion is not for me, I have always been free, and it may be uncomfortable to attend the Duke's dinner. ”

"So I'm sorry I can't attend." Ash declined, "If you really need a bard, then Dandrion would be a better choice." ”

"As for the worries just now, you can just pay him off after his performance is over."

"Or find someone to follow and watch him all the time."

After listening to the first half of the sentence, Dandrion was still a little proud, but soon his face became ugly.

"I haven't thought about anyone else."

The man stepped forward, his strong body giving people a lot of oppression, "The Duke has instructed us, he only wants to invite Lady Daven. ”

"I said, I don't want to go."

Ash's tone suddenly became a little irritated, the man's eyes were fixed on her, and he wanted to say something more, but at this moment, Roger gently knocked on the table.

"I think the conversation is over, please leave, sir."

The man looked up at Roger and Geralt sitting beside him, and stepped back slightly, "Please think again, if you change your mind, you are always welcome to change your mind." ”

"No need, I'll leave early tomorrow morning!"

This time, there was no politeness in Ash's tone.

The man stopped talking and left with his servants. It wasn't until long after they had disappeared that the tavern became lively again.

And from the conversations of other people around him, Roger also figured out the identity of this man.

His name was Ze Liszt, and he had been in the service of the Duke, mainly in charge of the nearby docks and all the pearling business.

The general public may not be so interested in the aristocracy, but this Zeliszt controls the economic lifeblood of many people.

Wanting to completely ignore him is impossible for many pearl divers.

"You should promise to come down, that's a lot of money!"

After the few people left, Dandrion still had some thoughts.

"If you can take care of your belt, then you can be fully qualified for this performance." Geralt scoffed.

"That's not my fault, you should all know how famous I am, and how much those noble ladies and ladies like me."

"Actually, I've been restrained enough." Then he changed his words and looked at Geralt, "And you, if you take on the previous tasks, we won't have as hard as we do now." ”

Geralt didn't refute, just bowed his head and drank silently.

"You're really going to get out of here, we've just arrived." Dandrion turned to look at Ash.

"We finally met, let's stay and get together, and we'll set off together in a few days."

"As for that duke, you don't have to worry at all, with two witchers by his side, can he still send someone to kidnap you and send you to the stage of the mansion?"

"That's hard to say."

Ash puffed out his chest, "For poetesses, the mansion of the nobility is not a safe place. ”

Dandrion sneered, paused on Ash's flat chest for a moment, then shook his head and said no more.

Ash blushed and gave Dandrion a fierce look.

However, in the ensuing conversation, Ash never mentioned the topic of leaving again, apparently she just made an excuse for herself.

Now that I meet Dandrian, I really want to get together.

After three rounds of drinking, Roger ordered a drink and a sturgeon for everyone present at the tavern with a wave of his hand, and his generosity won the applause of everyone.

Dandrion and Ash then took turns playing, and they both came up with their own famous tracks, as if they wanted to compete with each other.

This turned the whole tavern into a sea of joy, and the two of them cooperated with each other on stage, and the other people in the tavern jumped, but Roger did not take the initiative to participate, and politely rejected several girls who secretly offered him friendship.

"Ahem...... Roger. Geralt spoke suddenly.

"I ...... Something...... Well...... About ......"

"It's Yennefer, isn't it?"

"You know everything?"

"I can't think of anyone else who can make you so hard but her." Roger replied.

Geralt let out a sigh of relief, as if letting go of the stone in his heart, "I know that the damage is almost impossible to repair, but Yennefer is convinced that Borch may know something. After all, he is so unique. ”

"It's not the time yet."

"What?"

Roger's words had no beginning or end, which made Geralt look puzzled.

"Enjoy today's performance, there are some things that can only be left to time." Roger looked at the white wolf.

"But I can guarantee that there will be a happy ending at the end of the story."

"Demon hunters don't have a good end." Geralt smiled bitterly, "I can't say that one day I'll die on an unknown commission. ”

"Haha." Facing Geralt's passivity, Roger smiled, and he suddenly became playful, and the expression on his face became serious.

"I seem to ...... It's weird...... An inexplicable premonition. ”

"What?"

"It's a warning about you."

Geralt's expression quickly became solemn, and Roger saw both strength and mystery in his eyes.

"You say, I'm listening."

"Watch out for the pitchforks!"

Geralt: ............

The tavern was deserted when Roger went downstairs the next day, and the whole tavern was boiling last night, as if there was an endless supply of wine and food.

It was a long time until the middle of the night before returning to the room to rest one after another.

Dandrian ran out of nowhere to fool around, and Ash had gotten out of bed, but he didn't seem to be able to wake up from his hangover.

"Bang!"

At that moment, the door of the tavern was slammed open, and several stout figures walked in with the fishy smell of the sea.

"Hey, Torres Leger, isn't it your turn to go pearl diving today?"

"Why haven't you left so late?" The tavernkeeper asked aloud as he wiped his glass.

"Something happened at the beach!" The man named Torres Legge replied angrily.

"Someone died, a lot of people, surrounded by soldiers, and now there is no result."

"What happened?" The boss was also nervous.

Cape Brimwood is a small place, and a small thing can make a fuss, let alone the death of several people.

"We don't know exactly what happened, but it is said that several pearl divers were killed, and there was only blood at the scene, not even the corpses."

"There are no bodies...... Is it a monster? ”

Everyone was shocked.

Torres Legge didn't want to say anything more, and sighed and ordered a beer.

It was near noon when Dandrien walked in with a languid face, his face like a salted fish that had lost too much water.

Looks like I must have been tired last night.

Not long after he sat down, Geralt burst in.

"It seems that the Witcher's transformation does have merit." Dandrion laughed to himself.

Geralt glanced at him, "I didn't go out and fool around. ”

"And where have you been?"

"I took a commission."

With that, he stopped talking to Dandrion and turned to the other side.

"Roger, are you interested in going and having a look?"