The Divine Hunter

"Crack!"

The pale green clad oak doors close gently.

Under the magic light.

A witcher in a gorgeous tunic and a gray cloak stood in front of the gate and bowed.

A pair of pale green eyes swept across his face.

The petite man who jumped off the chair stopped abruptly, the surprise on his face turned blank, and he sniffed like a puppy.

"You, who are you?"

"Ciri," the witcher smiled helplessly, "I haven't seen you for more than a year, so you don't recognize me? I'm Roy, a witcher from the Viper School!"

The little princess of Sintra frowned, her eyes slid across his brows, the bridge of his nose, his lips, and the tip of his ears. It was strangely familiar, but it was very different from the thin and handsome young man in her impression.

"No!" she said earnestly with a small face, "Roy's eyes are dark golden... and your figure is much thinner than yours, and you don't have a pendant from the Viper School on your neck, so don't try to fool me!"

Collier suddenly opened her hands nervously to block in front of the witcher, like a little hen guarding her calf,

"I warn you, don't get close to the princess, leave immediately, otherwise..." Little round face, pursed mouth, puffed out her little chest, and was about to cry in fear, "I'm calling someone! A group of soldiers will come soon You drag it out and behead it!"

"Everyone will grow, and their appearance will change." Roy's expression was still gentle, and with a wave of his hand in the void, he magically grabbed a twisted snake-shaped pendant and showed it to the two of them, "It's like Your Highness, have you grown taller?"

"And I remember well, right in this room, I used to tell you two about 'Killer Leon and Mathilde,' another version of 'Rapunzel,' 'The Ugly Duckling,' 'Little Red Riding Hood' s story."

"You two were scared and cried several times."

He smiled,

"We painted turtles on Collier's little round face and ventured in the Blok Leon forest...that's when you got stuck in a tree hole with a big centipede."

"Later, we drank the water of Brock Leon together under the witness of Ms. Esina."

"These experiences can't be faked, right?" Roy suggested.

"Will you take a closer look at my face?"

"Princess...I..." Collier, who was in a hen-guarding position, suddenly turned her head and said earnestly with a round face, "I think he is Roy..."

"Woohoo!" Ciri suddenly whimpered, and like a cannonball out of the chamber, it suddenly rushed over from the desk and into the arms of the witcher!

Roy carried her around in a circle.

He lifted her up again and again.

Made her burst into tears.

"Haha, my friend, I've been so busy for more than a year that I haven't come to see you."

"But I'm not lying, it's just that the visit has been pushed back a few months."

"You big liar!" As soon as she fell to the ground, the girl's smile narrowed, like an angry cat, biting fiercely on the witcher's arm, but the Quinn's shield was still there, she seemed to have bitten a hard piece of Wood, the dense deciduous teeth throbbed, "It's not worth talking, how dare you resist?!"

Roy outlined the gesture with his left hand, and immediately revoked the seal, looking at the little cat with a half-smile.

Ciri was wearing a fluffy princess dress, white stockings and pointed-toed shoes, with a beautiful pink bow tied between her long silver-gray hair.

It looks like a china doll dressed up.

This is completely different from the "little boy" in his dirty gray leather jacket in his impression.

Make him want to laugh.

As for Ciri's Blood of the Ancients, it's still in its early stages and out of control.

"Will you take another bite and try?!"

"Humph!" Ciri said angrily with her hands on her hips and her baby-fat face like a little adult, "You lied to me once, and I won't be fooled a second time!"

"Now, honestly, why have you changed so much? I almost don't recognize it." She poked the witcher with her index finger, raised her chin arrogantly, and looked arrogant and arrogant, but there was a smile that couldn't be concealed on the corner of her mouth. It still betrayed her mood.

"Because I'm better," Roy described in a popular and childish way, "The last time we were apart, I could kill at most two wolves, now I can kill a pack of wolves, plus lions, tigers , Grizzly, no problem!"

The round-faced maid's mouth couldn't close, she was a little dumbfounded, the protagonists in knight's novels are not so powerful!

And there was a flash of surprise in Ciri's eyes, and he patted his arm admiringly.

Obviously, his small body only reaches the chest and abdomen of the witcher, but he is like a general standing on a podium and condescendingly praising his soldiers.

"Very good, my Dragon Slayer, it seems that you have not been lazy this year, and your martial arts have not fallen. Now I order you to take me out of the palace immediately!" She gave orders, "Start the second big adventure!"

"Never come back!"

"Don't, Your Highness!" The little maid begged and pulled the princess' sleeve, then turned and glanced at the witcher, "Master, you can't take the princess away, or the queen will chop my head off, pity me!"

"Cough, cough... Ciri, don't worry now, I will take you away in the future!"

"Humph!" Ciri shook her head disdainfully, her small hand grabbed his big hand and turned like a windmill, "I knew that you were afraid of Calanthe's crime. I don't care about you, but you are not allowed to leave suddenly this time. ."

"You have to stay in the palace honestly, I will make good terms with my grandmother and let you continue to teach me swordsmanship..." Ciri broke her fleshy fingers and listed the plans one by one, "Then you want to Take me to see Wilt, I haven't seen you for more than a year, has the pony grown up? I have to ride hard this time!"

"You have to help me slay the dragon and kill a real dragon! Not the pterodactyl that fooled people on the street last time!"

The witcher's smile froze, and he wiped away his cold sweat.

"You have to take me to see you..." Ciri's crisp voice paused, her emerald-like eyes reflected a vicissitudes face with white hair on the temples, she seemed to have seen her parents who had passed away, and felt inexplicably warm , "Geralt!"

"Yes, is Geralt here?!" She shook the witcher's hand, staring at him nervously with wide eyes.

Roy smiled and touched the little princess's head. The law of accident was indeed unbreakable.

"Geralt has been thinking of you, and is waiting outside the castle for your grandmother to meet you. You'll see him soon, I promise."

"That's great, Geralt is here too!" Ciri frowned, running around the room like a happy pony, tiptoeing and pulling up her little dress. "At that time, the three of us can play together!"

Seeing the happy look of her princess, Collier couldn't help but laugh out of her dimples.

"But I can't wait, I'm going to find Granny now and let Geralt in!"

"Your grandmother is receiving distinguished guests, don't disturb them." Roy shook his head, "and you have to keep it a secret for me, as if you have never seen me."

"Have you not?"

"Um."

Ciri's face flushed with excitement, she thought it was more fun, like peekaboo.

"I swear, I'll never tell Calanthe! And you, Collier, it's strictly forbidden to leak! Or I'll chop your head off!"

The little maid shuddered, nodding like garlic.

Ciri's voice changed, she grinned to reveal her baby teeth, and a sly look appeared in her eyes, "But before tonight, I must see Geralt, otherwise, the non-disclosure agreement will be cancelled, and I will sue in person!"

"As you wish, Her Royal Highness... Then I will retire first."

"come back quickly!"

Roy held down the door handle, but turned around again,

"Ciri, I have a question, and I hope you can answer it honestly. Would you like to leave Sintra Castle and move to the witcher's base?"

"I can't ask for anything, I've had enough of this damn 'prison'!" Ciri's eyes lit up, "But the witcher's base, what's the fun in it?"

"There are many boys and girls of your age living there. You can learn swordsmanship, horseback riding, archery, reading and literacy, alchemy, writing poetry, play games with you, sing and dance... and even ride griffins." Luo Yi ruthlessly seduced the road,

"Oh my god!" The little princess was stunned, holding her little hands in front of her chest, her mouth so long that an egg could be stuffed into it, "There is such a good place in the world, it's just heaven!"

"Take me with you after tonight!"

Roy was noncommittal, and then asked a second question, "If you leave Sintra this time and can't come back, are you still willing to go?"

The witcher's tone was flat, but Ciri heard the seriousness in his voice, and couldn't help but stunned for a while, rubbing her fingers, her face wrinkled into a bitter gourd, and she said awkwardly,

"Can't stay there for half a year or a year, and then come back when I think Grandma and Grandpa East? I haven't seen them for too long, I'll feel bad, I'll cry."

Roy was silent for a while, then shook his head, "I'm afraid not."

The little girl's face paled and she became anxious.

"Ciri, think about it slowly first."