At noon the day after he was rescued, Count Meech Severn returned Geralt's equipment to him in the castle.
"Have the results of the investigation come out?" Menedith asked.
Earl Meech behind the desk looked solemn and business-like: "Your records and my report have been sorted out and will be handed over to the Magic Committee for investigation today. Duke Werther happens to be in Winterfell, I think.
He will personally intervene in this matter."
It is not that mages have died in recent years, especially in the northern region where the folk customs are fierce.
The so-called art masters are brave. Some shapechangers died in a duel over a glass of wine. Some jumped from a cliff and fell to death because their wind magic was not strong enough. There were also some who drowned themselves in a frozen river while testing underwater breathing skills.
, the various bizarre ways of death of the mages became a joke in the tavern.
Count Meiqi really didn't want to take care of this matter. Several mages died at once. The person who was kidnapped was Werther's adopted son, and the one who did the killing was the court mage. He just wanted to hand over this hot matter as soon as possible.
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"In this case, I hope that Count Magee's report will not be missed." Sansa stood up from the chair, and Menedith also pulled Geralt beside her and prepared to walk out.
"I'll give it to you."
Earl Meiqi asked the attendant to bring over the gifts prepared for the three of them. The gifts were not expensive. They were some caramel peanut pieces and hard chocolate produced in the south. In the cold north, these high-calorie things are the best to give to traveling friends.
Good dry food.
The two ladies thanked them and took the gifts and put the things into their backpacks. Geralt, who had been hungry for a week, didn't care so much and just tore open the wrapping paper and started eating: "Thank you very much, Count Meiqi. I didn't expect to be here."
You can still eat this."
"Haha, you have something to come and go this time. Come back when you go back, and I will treat you to a good meal!" The three of them all have strong backgrounds, and Earl Meiqi is sure that this incident will not affect them at all.
, the opportunity to make friends cannot be missed.
Several people said goodbye at the gate of the castle. Two carriages belonging to Sansa and Menedith were already waiting here. When the coachman saw the two people coming out, he immediately set up a wooden ladder in front of the carriage door.
Geralt finally saw how thick-skinned a person can be today. As soon as they were about to get on the carriage, Bronn and three others came over.
The three of them washed their faces and wore very different clothes. They all wore uniform steel armor with long swords hanging on their waists. They also carried a large package on their backs, which they probably claimed when they were rescued from the military camp.
The focus of the killings in the military camp were all on the mages. After the people imprisoned inside were rescued by the city defense army, Bronn, who was still somewhat famous in the White Blade River Basin, was recognized. I heard that Bronn said he was talking to Geralt.
Earl Meech, who was with them, did not embarrass the three of them, and followed Bronn's lies and returned the equipment in the military camp to the three of them.
"Ah, I pay my highest respect to these two beautiful and powerful magicians!" After Bronn said this, he made a noble salute. Sandor and Jia Qian saw Bronn gesturing behind them and followed suit.
"Hello." Sansa and Menedith saluted together. They heard Geralt tell about the three mercenaries and knew that they were here to see Geralt, so they stopped to see what they wanted to do.
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Bronn smiled all over his face: "Brave young man, Geralt, the magical swordsman of Tyrosh, and three loyal mercenaries will fulfill their promise and continue to serve you."
Geralt: "The matter is over, I have paid the commission, and the employment relationship between us is over."
"No, no, no, you hired us to protect your safety. There is obviously a powerful organization behind those mages, and the matter is not over yet."
Bronn argued that he must continue to follow Geralt. Werther was in Winterfell. As long as he followed Geralt and met Werther, a great future was waiting for him, and he no longer had to hang around in the cold north.
"You three didn't seem to be of much help. Bronn, you even beat me up." Geralt wouldn't argue with him if he hit someone in that situation, but he just couldn't stand his face.
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Bronn was still smiling: "That was because I wanted to attract the attention of the guards and find a chance to escape from the prison car."
"What's the result?" Geralt looked at him with a smile.
"Haha, obviously the mage who caught us has better methods than I do, but at least I tried, didn't I?" Bronn was not ashamed of hitting people on his own, and kept talking nonsense.
After Sansa and Menedith had a small exchange on the side, Sansa said: "You guys should follow Geralt. Menedith will take my carriage, and you guys will take hers."
"Beautiful mages are wiser!" After Bronn said this, he walked to the carriage with the direwolf flag, knocked the driver aside with his body, hunched over and supported the stairs, and asked the two of them to get on the carriage in the posture of an attendant.
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Bolong did this better than the coachman, and every gesture was quite standard, much like a senior attendant of a noble family.
After Sansa and the two got into the car, Geralt saw that he was acting like a loser and taunted him: "You, a mercenary, really dare to do any job!"
Bronn walked up to Geralt again: "Protecting beautiful ladies is the responsibility of every knight! Brave young man, do you need me to escort you to the car?"
"You really are!" Geralt couldn't argue with him. Thinking that he had already paid for a few more people to be around, he stepped into the carriage first.
Sandor and Jia Kun stood there, hesitating whether to continue following Bronn. The three of them had already earned a suit of armor and weapons, and also took away some golden dragons. If they continued to go to Winterfell with Bronn, they would definitely
Meet Werther.
Fortunately for Sandor, the details of the tragedy at Casterly Rock have spread all over the world, Joffrey has become a vampire, and he can't talk about betraying his duty. When Jia Qian thinks of Werther's name, the sinking of the House of Black and White and the story of Brahma will appear in his mind.
Foss's hands began to tremble unconsciously as he used his magic to destroy the world.
"Let's go, we are all dozens of years old. Everyone has a past. You two can't never face him." The two of them are highly skilled in martial arts. Bronn knew that their identities were not simple but he never took the initiative.
After asking, he pushed the two stunned people into the carriage.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Starting from Severn City and heading north along the King's Road, there are many people on the road, including knights on horseback, civilians on foot, and nobles riding carriages.
"Sandor, the hound who has disappeared for many years, and a magician from the Many-Faced God faction, aren't you worried about the danger if you let them follow Geralt?"
"Their eyes have long since lost their spirit. I only saw two down-and-out mercenaries who sold their lives just for food, and a shameless and greedy little leader. They took the initiative to come up to them, and maybe there was something wrong under their noses.
usefulness."
Menedith asked and answered Sansa's questions, and it was obvious that he had already recognized the two of them.
The Menedith family is in the Red Lake, which is the border between the Reach and the West. One of the missions of the Klein family is to guard against attacks by the West. Family members have been familiar with every family in the West since they were young. The characteristics of the hound Sandor are too
It's so obvious that any interested person can recognize him at a glance.
There is no hatred between the House of Black and White and Werther. It is just a killer organization that collects money to do things. The two parties have long since reconciled. The Thousand Faced God built a temple in Tyrosh, and Werther and their top leaders exchanged magic with each other as a super relationship.
Hu Shansha can naturally learn the spells of the Thousand Faces God system from Witte.
And Jia Kun, the former top killer of the House of Black and White, even if his soul is damaged, the scattered magic power still flows slowly in the body according to the method of the Thousand Faces God system. Sansa discovered it for the first time.
Sansa's carriage was hoisted with the direwolf flag, and a live direwolf was sitting next to the coachman looking around. Everyone who saw it took the initiative to get out of the way and let the carriage go first. The journey was smooth, and it was not even time for dinner.
Winter City.
Two carriages followed the flow of people from the city gate and stopped in front of the main castle gate after walking through a few streets. Several guards came forward to question, and when they saw Sansa sticking her head out of the carriage, they immediately opened the gate and let them know.
Two carriages stopped inside the inner city.
There were already several people waiting in front of the castle gate, and Sansa rushed towards them as soon as she stepped out of the carriage.
"My Sansa!"
"Mother!"
Caitlin touched her daughter's red hair, which was the same as her own, and kept looking at her to see if she was thinner.
Several direwolves of different colors were also fighting with each other. Arya, Bran and Rickon started to quarrel again when they saw Sansa.
After some pleasantries, Sansa introduced her friends Menedith, Geralt and others to her mother.
"It's cold outside, come in quickly." Caitlin greeted everyone into the warm castle.
"Is father here?" Sansa asked her mother.
"He was receiving several lords from the North in the living room. I have met the young men from those families, and all of them are tall and good-looking." Caitlin began to chatter again.
Menedith, who was following behind, covered her mouth and snickered. Sansa quickly changed the subject: "Isn't Duke Werther here? I saw his dragon flying over Severn City yesterday."
"Witt and Ms. Kona went to the hot springs outside the city. Don't talk about him anymore. Several counts and their families have been waiting for you for a few days. You are so old that you must go see them today." Caitlin said tightly.
He grabbed Sansa's arm, fearing she would find an excuse to run away.
Bronn heard the conversation between the two and whispered: "I really miss the hot springs in Winterfell! I know a tavern with the hottest spring water and the hottest girls. Let's go together, Geralt!"
"Do you have money?" Geralt knew that he must be trying to blackmail him again.
Bronn straightened his back and showed Geralt the small leather bag bulging on his belt.
"We are guests now. Let's wait until Duke Eddard arranges our accommodation and we have time." Geralt wanted to see his grandfather as soon as possible.
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In a mountain col not far outside Winterfell, the white mist rising from water vapor reached into the sky. Audawei Ying was resting on a stone. The snow in the mountain col was melted by the dragon's fire to form a pool.
Kona soaked in the water, the heat making her whole body turn red, while Werther kept swimming in the water.
"Witt, what are you going to do about Geralt?"
Werther swam back to Kona, touched the bottom of the water and found a flat stone to sit on: "As long as the benefits are big enough, anyone will take risks. Geralt said that someone is mass-producing vampires. As long as there is no war like many years ago,
I think these people are doing a good job.”
Kona moved closer to Werther: "That's a vampire!"
Witte expanded his chest to the maximum and floated on his back: "I didn't say not to take care of it! Two groups of messenger crows flew from Severn City, and Earl Meech sent me all the news he got from different channels."
Kona also imitated Werther's example of floating, and the two of them talked next to each other on the water: "Is there anything special about it?"
Witte: "All the evidence points to the Dreadfort in the north, but Roose Bolton doesn't have this ability. There must be a powerful mage behind it."
"The Dreadfort? Is it the cruel Skinned Man family? A family with such a tradition will naturally take human life very lightly." Kona thought it was very reasonable.
Witte: "Not only that, but according to the news sent by Earl Mechi, many nobles in the north were involved in this matter, including Earl Mechi himself!"
"ah?"
Witte: "He voluntarily admitted his crime in the letter and confirmed that he had organized female vampires and sold ashes."
Kona: "It's such an obvious avoidance of the important and the trivial. Did he say who provided him with the source of the goods?"
Werther: "Who else could it be? The skinchanger named Rocco who turned into ashes! He is dead, and all the crimes have been pinned on him. According to the laws of the North, Earl Severn can at best be considered a dead man in Winterfell.
The crime of smuggling with tax is settled with a fine."
"Then what are you going to do about this matter next? Count Severn must have informed his accomplices that he is committing a misdemeanor and you cannot use magic to interrogate him." Kona turned her head and looked at Werther.
Werther had already planned: "Haha, I won't do anything, just wait."
"Are you waiting for the new green seer?" Kona lost her balance in excitement, and when she was about to sink, Witte held her back.
"They deliberately wanted me to investigate through Earl Severn's letter. The result is obvious. I will find a pile of evidence that they have already prepared."
The two floated to the center of the pool, and Werther stood up in the water and hugged Kona:
"When the Green Seer completes the inheritance, the young Green Seer will have sufficient magic power, and his prophecy will naturally help me find the mastermind behind the scenes."
"Then are you sure the Green Seer will help you?" In Kona's perception, the Green Seer is an unreasonable and emotionless magician.
"What kind of relationship do the Green Seers and I have?" Only Witte knows who is the next Green Seer, Bran. After the inheritance, Bran's consciousness will merge with the previous Green Seers and become one consciousness that has existed for hundreds of years.
An old monster that is thousands of years old or thousands of years old is no longer a single person.
Witte has done so many things for the Green Seer faction before, and there must be some reward: "So I don't need to worry about this matter. What I really worry about is that the Green Seer can't reach the place, and some things will come out to cause trouble."
Kona understood that Werther was talking about magic, and she would never ask about something she didn't understand.
The hot water made Kona's whole body weak. She felt so comfortable that she stretched out in the water. As soon as she raised her head, she saw four eagles flying over the pool. She quickly hugged Werther and said, "Someone is peeping!"
Werther's eyesight was better than hers and he recognized who the eagle belonged to, and waved his hand towards the sky: "Menedith has something to do with me."
After seeing Werther's gesture, the four eagles swooped down from the sky and landed on the rocks beside the pool. Each eagle held a piece of parchment on its feet.