"Why are you here?!"

　　 When Ye Naifah saw Triss when he set out, he couldn't help but cried out in surprise.

　　 "It's Philippa..."

　　 "No, I did it voluntarily. I only told her that you couldn't do it alone, so she agreed."

　　 "After all, this is a mission to kill her, and she won't think too much."

　　 "Are you crazy, do you know what it means to enter the castle?"

　　 "Of course I know, I also know your purpose for keeping me out."

　　 In the face of Ye Naifa's aggressiveness, Trissy would selectively back down in those times, but this time she did not step back at all, raised her head and chest, and stared firmly at Ye Naifa.

　　 "I admit that my feelings for Geralt are different from those of others, but I also cherish our friendship. Do you plan to bring Geralt out at all costs and then fulfill us?"

　　 Triss shook her head.

　　 "I don't accept it, and I don't want to take advantage of others. If that day comes, I would rather let him choose by himself!"

　　 These few words Triss said so powerfully that Ye Naifa was speechless for a while.

　　 "Well, let's go together."

　　 The two passed through the layers of blockade. At this time, the snow in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, and they had to put on hoods to wrap themselves tightly.

　　 On a hill in the distance, an owl watched all this silently.

　　 At the same time, in a tent behind, Wigoftez seemed to know what was going on here.

　　 "It's really not like you, Wigofts. Normally you would not allow this kind of betrayal and small actions."

　　 Francesca looked at the man next to him, "You don't worry about what Ye Naifah really brought back, especially the thing you care about."

　　 "She won't get anything." Wigoftz replied coldly.

　　 "Although I have only met once, I believe in my own judgment. That Roger is not the kind of person who can easily change his thoughts and judgments because of others."

　　 "No matter what Ye Naifah will do, all she can get from Roger is failure."

　　'S eyes flashed a gloomy look, "If you meet him, you will deeply feel the horror of that man. He cannot exist and must be killed no matter what the price is."

　　 "Are you afraid?"

　　 Francesca looked surprised. In the past, such words were offensive to Wigofts.

　　 But this time not only did Wigoftz not get angry, but he didn't even make any rebuttal.

　　……

　　 "Any plans?"

　　 Braving the wind and snow, and approaching the path of the castle, Triss said to Yenafa, "I know what you think, but I don't want you to hurt anyone in it."

　　 "Don't be so vicious as I think, I also cherish everyone here."

　　 Ye Naifah said coldly, "There may be no way to use spells there. We need to use potions to control Geralt."

　　 "The Demon Hunter is highly resistant to drugs." Triss couldn't help but said.

　　 "I have prepared enough."

　　 After a long silence, the two in the cold wind could hardly open their mouths.

　　 "And then?" Triss asked next.

　　 "Go to Roger, I hope he will give Geralt a way out..."

　　 "What?!" Triss looked surprised.

　　 "Don't you understand the strength of that man?" Ye Naifa said.

　　 "We can't take Geralt away without telling him. Even Wigoftz is not his opponent, nor can we."

　　 "But..." Triss still couldn't accept this practice of placing her success on the compassion of others.

　　 There was silence around the castle, until they walked on the only stone bridge, the two could still feel the magical energy in their bodies.

　　 There didn't seem to be any precautions around, they just swaggered to the iron gate of the castle, and it didn't take long for them to enter the warm hall.

"Yenaifa..." Geralt rushed over as soon as he heard the news, his eyes met, and the complex emotions were conveyed in it. It was not until a long time later that Geralt realized that Triss was also with him. Come.

　　 "You..." He looked puzzled.

　　 "Triss went back too late, we were found, there is no way, we can only escape here." Ye Naifa casually explained.

　　 "What happened just now?" Triss turned off the subject, "I thought..."

　　 "Do you think you can't see us here?" With a hearty laugh, Vesemir strode forward.

　　 "It's Roger, he's already prepared around Kyle Mohan." Lambert jumped out, he has always been too difficult to deal with Triss.

　　 At this time, the expression in his eyes was full of triumph.

　　 Everyone rushed to repeat the experience just now.

　　 "I brought another piece of news. They were gathering troops when they saw the magic fail, and they would attack at dawn."

　　 "Although they don't have large-scale siege equipment, they are well equipped and large in number. Many of the so-called mercenaries are well-trained Nilfgaard soldiers. The leader is a notorious guy."

　　 "Leo Bonnet!"

　　 "It's him?!" Eskal frowned.

　　 Leo Bonnet only serves money, this guy has a **** title.

　　 The Demon Hunter Killer.

　　 "Not only that, Philippa also sent someone to contact the Royal Kodwin family. The nearby army is being dispatched overnight, and they want to surround the entire valley."

　　 "Large equipment will be delivered one after another..."

　　 Speaking of this, Ye Naifa glanced at Roger, "You can offset the attack launched by the Warlock Group, what about the catapult?"

　　 "Or a siege hammer?"

　　 Everyone's complexion instantly became gloomy.

　　 "Are you ready to deal with these weapons?" She said the last sentence to Roger.

　　 Roger turned his head and missed Ye Naifa’s gaze, and did not answer the question.

　　 "How did you prepare?"

　　 There was silence in the hall, and everyone looked at Roger.

　　 "Nothing to prepare." Roger shrugged.

　　 "Don't believe us?!" Ye Naifa fiercely raised the volume.

　　 "Do you think we came here with a special purpose?"

　　 "Think I am a spy sent by Philippa?"

　　 "We didn't mean that." Geralt explained dryly.

　　 "Come here, it must be extremely cold outside, come and bake by the fire." Vesemir made a round.

　　 "You know, we trust you, we always do."

　　 After speaking, he patted Geralt on the shoulder and gave the latter a look.

　　 "Your boots are full of snow, please change to a pair of dry ones, go to my room, there are the clothes you left behind. UU reading www.uukānshu.com"

　　 Geralt said.

　　 Ye Nafa's face was a little slow, and before she left, she waved to Triss.

　　 "Let's go together, you also need to change."

　　Triss nodded, and understood the meaning of Ye Naifa's eyes.

　　 The three people left along the stairs, and the others returned to their posts, although Roger's gift just now gave everyone confidence. But Vesemir certainly wouldn't drink and roast in the hall unscrupulously.

　　 He still arranged other demon hunters to be responsible for patrolling around.

　　 Only Roger returned to his room alone.

　　 This time he didn't wait too long, and there was a knock on the door.

　　 "Come in, the door is unlocked."

　　 The door opened lightly, revealing half of Ye Naifa's face.

　　 For the first time, the sorcerer saw Roger sitting at the table and two empty wine glasses placed on it.

　　 "Do you know I will come?"

　　 My heart sank sharply.

　　Roger smiled, "Although I don't know what method you use, I hope it won't bring too much side effects to Geralt."

　　

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