"The one who should run away is you."

Geralt said coldly, swinging his sword at the warlock like lightning. The warlock raised his staff to parry head on, sparks flew everywhere where the sword and the iron rod collided. The warlock turned around, and the staff swept fiercely towards Geralt's head. Geralt raised his hand as a blow from the left. The warlock turned again and waved his weapon backhand, but the attack from the enemy's right side failed again. Geralt jumped up and played a sword in the air. The warlock blocked one sword with the top of the stick, and then blocked the second blow with the bottom of the stick backhand.

Roche drew the sword from the Nilfgaard soldier in front of him. He pointed to the river and looked at Zelin. The latter is using an ebony blade and a sword to split the soldier and the shield together.

"The Nilfgaards are going to run away!"

The first thousand eight hundred and fifty-five chapters of the military camp coup

"They can't escape!"

Zelin stepped over the fallen body. There were two remaining guards on the river beach, one of them holding a shield and holding a short knife. Another soldier raised his crossbow and aimed at the demon hunter who strode towards them.

The crossbowman pulled the trigger, and Zelin swung his sword, accompanied by a crisp metal crash. The crossbow arrow flew into the air and disappeared into the night. However, these soldiers had good psychological qualities. The crossbowmen changed their aim and pulled the trigger again. Zelin lifted the sword, and the arrow hit the ebony blade. The next moment, the crossbowman faced upwards and fell backward, with an arrow stuck in his forehead. This time, a hint of surprise flashed in the shield's eyes. Zelin strode forward and the opponent took a step back. After seeing the last soldier who used a shield to resist, he wisely did not choose to use the shield. Zelin swung his sword backhand, and the soldier stepped back again, stepping into the water with one foot. The demon hunter took the opportunity to raise his hand and gestured to the rune of Axifahin. Immediately afterwards, he turned around, the long sword round rounded, and the cold light flashed, and his head wearing a bird wing helmet drew an arc in mid-air and fell into the turbulent Punta River.

On the other side, Geralt swung his sword to attack Van Hema, but only hit the Phantom. There was a flash of light on the sorcerer, appeared on the other side, and began to chant a spell on Geralt. Geralt rushed straight to him, the speed of the demon hunter was very fast, which surprised the warlock who had never fought with mutants before. The spell he chanted became some kind of forged spell, and a beam of light sprayed from his fingers. Come out, leaving a few potholes on the beach. Geralt ran forward three steps and jumped up again. The warlock flashed to the other side, and was a distance from Geraltela. Warlocks who are ready to cast spells are always so difficult to deal with, they can easily flash to more than ten meters away.

But this time, when the warlock landed, a lilac gleam lit up from under his feet.

Yaden Fayin!

When the warlock recovered, Geralt had already rushed to a place less than five meters away from him. The magic shield appeared on the warlock, and Geralt slashed at it with his sword, flashing lightning. The sorcerer hid behind the shield and began to chant a spell to lift the confinement of the seal of Arden. Suddenly, Geralt stopped slashing the shield, but took a step back and raised his hand to release the Kunen Seal.

The next moment, another anti-magic bomb fell between the two of them.

The dust raised by the explosion engulfed both of them all at once. There was a scream from inside before the dust had cleared away. Geralt stretched his sword forward and rushed towards the warlock who also lost his shield. The warlock was knocked to the ground, and the two fell to the ground together, rolling a few times before stopping. When Geralt stopped and climbed up to look at the enemy, the latter was lying on the ground with a sword stuck in his waist, his eyes widened and looking at the sky, as if he could not believe that he would be defeated in this way, or say, I didn't expect to lose magic power suddenly.

"Are you okay?"

Zelin walked over.

"You should call out in advance."

"I thought the imperial warlock would be prepared to deal with anti-magical metal."

Geralt walked over, drew the sword out, and wiped it on Van Hema.

"I guess they might not have seen this thing much before they came to the north." He sipped. "These civilized people."

Two warships are sailing eastward along the river.

Weis and Roche dealt with the remaining soldiers and ran to the river.

"Damn it! They ran away!"

"Don't worry." Zelin tied the north wind bomb to his crossbow arrow and raised the crossbow to aim at a ship behind. "It's time for them to die. Maybe they will be lucky to swim up."

"Wait." Geralt stretched out his hand and pressed Zelin's crossbow arrow. "Triss is on the boat."

"What?" Zelin asked in surprise. "Triss on the boat?"

"How is it possible?" Roche was equally surprised. "Triss is in Vizima, why did she come here."

"Vizima has a traitor, Roche. Triss has been turned into a woodcarver by the avatar seal technique and is in the hands of the Nilfgaards. It may be the great merchant Redmond. You'd better send a letter back as soon as possible. , I am worried that the imperial spies may act on His Majesty Foltest, if they are really in the same group as the Kingslayer." Geralt said, and then he looked at Zelin. "And Philippa, Philippa has Nilfgard's spies by his side."

"Who?"

"Cynthia."

"Her apprentice?!"

"Hillard asked Van Hema to inform Cynthia that her mission by Phileba had been completed."

"Well, I see." Zelin took a deep breath and watched Nilfgard's ship drift away under the moonlight. "Have you found evidence of the connection between them and the Kingslayer?"

"No."

"Let's find it separately." Roche glanced at the messy camp. Only ten Nilfgaard guards were left here, and the blood that flowed out dyed the beach red and ran into the river. "Since they have left behind, they must have not taken everything away!"

A group of four people immediately separated and rummaged in the tents of the camp. In the end, Zelin found a letter on Van Hema's body that had not yet been sent. The envelope was stamped with the seal representing the emperor's envoy.

His Royal Highness the Emperor Enhill Enris of Nilfgaard

Your Highness! The subordinate hurriedly reported that it was confirmed that the warlock Van Hema was indeed a suitable puppet. He continued to hold the apprentice Cynthia for a brief period of time, and he never showed great ambition. The subordinates believe that his loyalty is beyond doubt, and that his ability is absolutely capable of accomplishing the purpose of his Highness. The summit will be the final test. We will observe whether he can resist temptation better than his female colleagues. To my deepest respect.

——His Royal Highness's servant, Hillard Fitzojestelan.

The final test?

Zelin frowned. After the battle, he began to feel more and more suspicious. Geralt believes that Vizima's spy may be Redmond, but a merchant can't use spells, let alone the forbidden spells like Necromancer and Demon Summoning. Moreover, he remembered not only the sorcerer Vanhema but also the sorcerer Ashley in the camp of Nilfgaard. But the latter disappeared. Hillard mentioned that he was going to participate in the summit, but the summit was a meeting between the northern nations and the sorcerer sect, and had nothing to do with the Nilfgaard Empire. What reason does the Nilfgaard mission have to participate in the Lomune summit?

"Geralt! Roche--!"

Suddenly, a familiar shout came from the gate of Nilfgaard camp. Zelin raised his head and saw Dandrien rushing over in a panic. The result was that the night was too dark and he didn't pay attention to his feet. He tripped over a corpse. The bard fell to the ground and rolled down the riverbank. After rolling several laps, he finally hit another corpse before stopping.

"Dandrine?" Geralt walked out of the camp. Roche and Weis also walked over from other places.

Zelin, who was closest to him, walked over, stretched out his hand to pull up the bard, and patted the sand on his body.

"What's the matter with you, Dandrien? Have you been unable to stand firm after having been in deep communication with the woman in the pink tent for too long?"

"Of course it's not the case." Dandrien took a deep breath, glanced at the corpse of Nilfgaard on the ground, and then at Roche. "Roche, you go back to the camp quickly, hurry up!"

"What's the matter?" Roche asked.

"It's the Kodwin! They are arresting traitors on a large scale, and they hang a group of people on the outside wall of the camp! They are still capturing the blue iron guards! They think they are traitors who don't obey Hensett's orders and want to hang them. Them!"

Roche opened his eyes wide.

Then, he ran directly to the camp.

"A bunch of bastards! Weis, come with me! Quick! Geralt, Zelin, help me!"

No need for Rochido to say, Zelin and Geralt immediately followed. Dandrien panted hard, and trot to keep up.

"What's the matter, Dandreen?"

"Hensett ordered the arrest of the rebels." Dandrien was out of breath. "They arrested people one by one according to the list, and they arrested hundreds of people at once. Without trial, those who resisted were killed directly, and all the rest were hanged on the spot. There was a blue iron guard on the list. I don't know what happened. , I was in the tent next to me, and after warning the other people in the blue iron guard, I ran over to inform you, I heard that Wei Si is here, I think you must be together... , It seems that they have not had time to catch you."

Zelin slowed down and fell behind Dandrian.

"That's not all, Dandrien," he said. "What the **** is going on?" Zelin lowered his voice. "Don't worry that we will scold you, but you want to tell us what's going on? You said that you don't know anything, and you saw the catchers coming, but you just knew too much? How did you know that they have a list? ."

"Do you consider me a liar, demon hunter? How could I do this? A rebel told me." Dandrien wiped the sweat from his forehead. "They have a secret base under the brothel. I ran into them by chance. I admired their actions against the stupid king, so I wrote a statement for them..."

"Lone-tailed comet across the sky, blood-stained fish scales swallowing the throne." Zelin said the rebel prophecy he had heard recently. "You wrote this?!"

"Obviously it is a prophetic poem with more flavor than this... Okay, okay. How do I know why Hensett is going crazy and want to catch the blue iron guard? Some rebels told me that they started arresting people, I I warned the blue-clothed Iron Guard, maybe it's not too late."