Throughout the night, Triss felt that she was confused. She didn't even dare to see Geralt again, fearing that desire would suppress reason and do something stupid.

Occasionally, her eyes stopped on Roger, and she even suspected that all this was the man's instructions...

Or what did Hilly find?

She didn't rest all night, and the next day, she took the initiative to come to Roger's room and asked to watch Hiri's training process.

Then she saw the medicine Xili took and how to practice.

"What did you give her to drink?"

Triss frowned, "The demon hunter's trial potion will affect the girl's hormones, and even make her..."

"These are harmless." Roger replied without looking up.

"You can check whatever you want." He even slowed down intentionally, clearly explaining every step of the operation.

At first Triss was full of excitement. Although it is said that the trial of the witcher was the result of research by the warlock, so far, this method has only been passed down among witchers.

Triss had always been very curious, but she couldn't answer this kind of question from Vesemir, suppressing the excitement in her heart, she quickly remembered it.

But soon Triss found herself confused.

She knows every herb here, and the specific medicinal properties are just as precious.

But Roger's method of use has completely subverted her cognition.

"How can this be done? Doesn't make sense?"

In this way, a day's practice was completed as usual in her surprise.

Triss found nothing.

This made Roger more mysterious in her eyes, especially being watched by the man's calm gaze, she even felt that her soul was penetrated by the other party.

"You know what's inside Xili..."

Triss asked tentatively.

"Yes, I told them that it has no effect, I can fix it."

"Can you solve it?" Triss raised her volume, "Do you know what it is? That's not ordinary energy. Even I can't find out what's in it."

"You do have the skills to cast spells quickly. The power of those seals is pretty good, but believe me, it's not a real spell, it involves a lot of principle things..."

"Oh."

Roger didn't seem to hear what Triss was saying at all, but just snorted unsaltedly. This kind of reaction made Triss feel as if he had crashed into a ball of cotton.

There is nowhere to describe the knowledge that is full of stomach.

"You are right." Roger raised his head with a smile, and had no intention of arguing with Triss at all.

"To be honest, you are really the most arrogant of all the demon hunters I have ever seen." Triss looked blank.

"I have admitted that you are right." Roger had a funny face.

"Don't think I can't see it, your eyes are like looking at an idiot, I really don't know where your confidence comes from."

Obviously there is no **** for tat, but Triss always feels that she is the weaker side, which makes her very uncomfortable.

Because Roger didn't give her a chance to quarrel at all.

"I will prove it to you, and I am also responsible for this child."

After speaking, she turned and left.

"It must be dissatisfaction with desire..." Roger wiped his hands and sighed.

Then his eyes swept over Xili, who was immersed in training. This little guy must have found something.

Days passed steadily, Triss never came to Roger's place since then, and soon everything was ready, Triss began to check Hilly.

Roger watched the whole process, everything seemed extremely dangerous, but the results were all within Roger's expectation.

Through this magical connection, Roger heard that voice for the first time.

"You mistaken the reflection on the lake for the stars in the night sky."

"She is a flame. She is bound to ignite the white smoke of the world. She is the blood of the ancients, the blood of the elves."

Then Triss fainted because of the violent magical power, and Xili also fell asleep.

But this kind of sleep is a kind of growth for her, and some forces can't be suppressed blindly.

Roger did not intervene in the whole process, just like there is no way to make a baby grow into an intellectually sound adult in an instant.

Hilly also needs to grow.

One evening ten days later, Triss woke up from her coma. She was greatly stimulated in the energy turmoil, and she also saw some unknown dangers.

This made Triss fragile and nervous, and she knew that she couldn't solve Hilly's problems with her own strength.

"How long have I been in a coma."

"A long time..." Geralt replied.

"What about Hilly, how is she?"

"Roger is taking care of her, she is always having nightmares, but after taking some potions that Roger gave her, her condition is much better."

"Maybe Roger should come to see you."

Geralt suggested.

"He always has many ways."

Before they knew it, everyone was completely convinced of Roger's ability.

"Roger said... he said he could handle it..."

"On the issue of spells, would you rather trust a witcher than a warlock?" Triss couldn't help raising her voice.

"I understand, that Roger is indeed very special, but he is a demon hunter after all. You should leave this to a professional person. My ability is not enough, but you still have a better candidate."

"Listen to me, you should put aside your prejudices on this kind of issue and write to her."

"Yenaifa can help you."

"Roger is different from us..." Geralt still hesitated.

"Listen to Ye Naifa's opinion, is this always correct?" Triss's tone became soft.

"In addition, she is still a child and shouldn't always stay here. There are only a few of you besides the stones, which is extremely detrimental to her growth."

"But we grew up like this." Geralt mumbled ~lightnovelpub.net~ so you can only hunt monsters. "Triss said irritably, and she realized that she was a little reckless as soon as she spoke.

"Sorry, Geralt, I mean..."

"No need to explain." Geralt reached out and pressed Triss' lips.

The skin contact made the two of them freeze instantly.

A blush flashed across Triss' pale face, "Tonight...Don't go, stay with me."

"Triss...you just woke up..."

The sorcerer hugged Geralt, "Just stay with me."

"Ok."

Geralt nodded softly.

But he didn't notice a trace of triumph in the eyes of the female warlock in his arms.

Men, the body is more honest than the tongue.

Early the next morning, the two of Geralt came to the castle hall together. Triss was still a little sluggish, but her cheeks were full of blush and there was an unexpected light.

"Where is Roger?"

He only noticed that there was a missing person on the table during the meal.

"He's gone, just last night." Hiri said.

"gone?"

"But there is no snow outside..." Geralt shook his head halfway through the conversation. There was a dragon as a mount, and the heavy snow couldn't stop him.

"Why is it so urgent?"

"A green dragon sent a letter stating that a guy named Dandrien was in trouble."

Hilly spoke unhappily.

"Spring hasn't arrived yet."

She looked out the window.

"He hasn't seen me defeat Lambert yet."

Hearing the last sentence, Lambert, who was not far away, almost squirted the food out of his mouth.

"Little guy, do you really want to beat me?!"

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