"The Demon Hunter and His Hut (

It's a bit cold and it's going to snow.

Roger raised his head and looked for a familiar path. After leaving last time, he thought he would be able to return to Kyle Morhan soon.

But what he didn't expect was that after separating from Geralt, it took a long time before he came back here again.

Roger would naturally not admit that Gentle Township fettered his footsteps, but in fact he did spend an unforgettable happy time with Little Eyes.

When parting from the island, Geralt left straight away, and Roger and the three came to Novigrad together.

It is an important seaside city in Ridania, and in modern thinking it is a metropolis.

After coming here, Roger found a good job for Dandrien and Little Eye, who had been displaced.

He paid for the money, the two of them worked, and the three of them formed an opera troupe.

Some were responsible for writing stories, while others were responsible for composing music and lines. With the help of capital power, their performance soon conquered the entire country.

Compared with monotonous singing, this kind of visual and auditory enjoyment is obviously more impactful. After all, Roger comes from another world and has too much experience.

He didn't even need to spend a lot of thought, just put some familiar stories on the stage, and it caused a huge sensation.

From the king to the traffickers, everyone was indulged in their operas.

Roger has no interest in making money and being famous, but in the interpretation of the new story, he can be regarded as self-directed and acted, and with his small eyes, he completed the love story between the witcher and the poetess.

Therefore, in the eyes of more people, he became the actor of the dragon rider, and everyone only regarded him as an actor.

Rather than a pure witcher.

The opera troupe has achieved great success. If it were not for the negative impact of the Sintra massacre, they might have been preparing to go south, traveling the scenery while performing looping performances.

World tour.

This is the name Roger gave.

However, Sintra was invaded by Nilfgaard. In the subsequent Battle of Sothamn, the warlocks of the northern neighboring countries beat Nilfgaard's army and the warlock group there.

The names of fourteen people were forever engraved on the ridge.

This only slightly contained the invasion of the southern empire, and soon the two sides entered into negotiations, and the situation was deadlocked.

In this case, Roger naturally didn't worry about going on the so-called tour, although he was equipped with a strong defender around the small eye.

But counting the time, it is indeed time to return to Kyle Morhan.

Because of Sintra's massacre, the son of destiny will officially enter the stage of history.

Roger knew that if it weren't for him, then many years later, Xili, the son of destiny, would replace him, execute the will of the world, travel through the planes, and become the savior.

Roger only cares about the fate of a few people, not the direction of the world.

He gripped the horse's belly lightly and continued along the path in his memory.

At this moment, a stomping sound suddenly came from the branch above his head. He raised his head and saw a small figure, which disappeared in a flash.

With a light smile, Roger did not make a sound, but moved on.

He learned about the environment near Kyle Morhan from Geralt and others, and the path above was one of the paths used to hone the apprentice of the Demon Hunter.

According to his estimation, with the speed and pace of the apprentice demon hunter just now, it shouldn't be long...

really.

With a plop, the little figure fell from above onto the pile of pine branches, and Roger could see his appearance for the first time.

It really was her.

Her short silver-gray hair was messy, and her thin face was a pair of big emerald eyes. She frowned, quickly got up, and then looked vigilantly in the direction where Roger was.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

The clothes on his body were in tatters, and obviously only a few of them were improved from a pile of rags that could see new ideas.

The girl stood on tiptoe, as if ready to attack at any time.

But soon, she saw Roger's eyes light up, revealing his iconic pupils.

Seeing this scene, the girl's expression was first taken aback and quickly unfolded.

"you……"

"Who are you again?" Roger smiled, "There is no child as old as you in the castle."

"I am not a child, I am a demon hunter." She emphasized deliberately.

"Oh..." Roger deliberately stretched his tone. "That's a coincidence. Me too."

"I know who you are."

"Escar and they always mention your name. Are you Roger, right?"

"What about you? The future demon hunter?"

"I'm Xili, and Geralt brought me back. He trained me here, and I will be like you when I grow up."

Love Wu and Wu, Xili is full of affection for the witcher who has the same identity as Geralt.

"Well, let's go back." Roger pointed to the saddle behind him.

"Go by yourself, my training today has not been completed." After that, she quickly climbed the tree and walked away along the trail.

"No wonder everyone likes her."

This was the last part of the journey, and Hilly didn't need to detour, so he went back to Kyle Morhan one step ahead of Roger.

By the time Roger arrived, the iron fence was already full of figures he was familiar with~lightnovelpub.net~Vesemir was at the forefront, with Geralt and Eskal standing beside him, and of course always Annoying Lambert.

The little girl stood beside Lambert, looking at Roger curiously, besides that there was a strange face.

It was a young demon hunter, his iris was unusually white, yellow and green, and his eyes were covered with red blood, which showed that his mutation process was quite difficult.

"This is Cohen. It's really good luck to spend the winter here for the first time this year. I didn't expect you to come back this year."

Vesemir smiled and said to Roger.

"It's great that you can come back, my friend!" After speaking, everyone stepped forward and gave Roger a strong hug.

"I always wanted to go to you, but too much happened in the middle..." Geralt sighed, "Especially recently, I wrote to Dandreen, but your opera company went to another city. ."

"Later, I finally got in touch with him, but he told me that you left the opera troupe with Xiaoyan, and didn't know where to go on vacation."

"It seems that this is indeed a long story." Roger patted Geralt on the shoulder, then suddenly turned his head and made a grimace at Xili who was secretly looking at him.

"It doesn't matter, this winter is long enough, I have time to listen to your story."

"If it's not for Xiaoyan who prefers to stay in a warm place, I will bring her back this year."

At this time, Lambert, who was standing on the side, suddenly spoke, "Roger, there is nothing on your horseback. It seems that we can only save some drinks for this year's wine."

"Don't worry, count the time..."

Roger raised his head and looked into the distance. In the leaden sky, a golden dot seemed to flash away.

"My courier should have arrived."