Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 898

Chapter 50-Breaking Dawn

“What the hell are you…person?”

Sitting opposite Roger, Ye Naifa had a complicated expression.

“Last time you should have let me take Xili away. If that happens, there will be no subsequent conflicts, and you will not expose the power of identity to cause Wigoff Fitz’s jealousy.”

“You should have killed him!”

Ye Naifah said.

Roger did not give any comment on what the sorcerer had said, but only filled the glasses of both parties.

“Who are you going to take away this time?”

Ye Naifa was startled, “What do you know?”

Roger smiled and shook his head.

“Is it Geralt?”

“Then you can leave now…”

After a pause, he seemed to understand something, “It seems that this is not your idea, so besides Geralt, what else do you want from me?”

Ye Naifa felt terrified, she didn’t seem to have any secrets in front of this man.

“You should have guessed it, that thing, a means of imprisoning magic.”

“Really greedy.” Roger sighed.

“As long as you use cheats and treasures as gimmicks in martial arts novels, you will definitely make the whole world gore. This method is really tried and tested.”

“what?”

Ye Naifa was confused when he heard it, but Roger waved his hand with a smile.

“It seems that Philippa is well prepared, even if you really master this method, I am afraid there is no way to threaten her.”

“I think you should have considered the consequences of doing this, at least Geralt will never forgive you.”

“I just want him to live.”

Ye Naifa’s voice was heavy.

“Look…” Roger spread his hands.

“I said you are always like this. What you say is full of my thoughts, I think, even the question of life and death, shouldn’t you give more thought to Geralt’s feelings?”

Ye Naifa and Geralt love and hate entanglement, and a large part of the contradiction is due to Ye Naifa’s strength and self.

In comparison, Triss was much gentler. She was willing to listen to Geralt’s thoughts. Apart from the big issues, she was almost willing to cooperate with Geralt to make some adjustments.

In Roger’s view, Triss is more suitable for Geralt than Yennefah.

But there is no way, who made Geralt and Ye Naifah have known each other longer and the bond deeper.

This reminded him of what happened in the future in the “game”. After the riots of the Livia massacre, although Geralt barely saved his life, he lost his memory.

During that journey, he met and got to know Triss again, so even if he regained his memory in the end, Geralt didn’t know what choice to make when he faced the two women again.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with which one to choose.

But if you want to eat both…

Wash and sleep alone, after all, there is everything in the dream.

“He can’t die here, at least he can’t die here because of your madness!” The sorcerer’s chest rose and fell, and she was full of resentment for the man in front of her.

“I’m not your opponent, and I can’t hurt anyone here.” Suddenly Ye Naifa’s attitude became relaxed.

“So I beg you to give me that thing in exchange for Geralt’s chance.”

It’s hard to imagine that Ye Naifah, who has always been a queen, would say such a thing.

Roger was silent for a moment.

“If I tell you that there is no such thing as a means of prohibiting demons, everything is a misunderstanding.”

“That’s impossible!”

“Everyone has seen everything that happened over Kyle Morhan, are you still unwilling?”

The brilliance in Ye Naifa’s eyes dimmed instantly.

“okay, I get it!”

She stood up abruptly.

“I want to take Geralt away, I won’t let him die here.” Ye Naifa had a plan in his heart.

With that, she strode towards the door.

He slammed the door open, but Ye Naifa was stunned.

“Hiri.”

“Stay, stay with us.”

“Sorry, I wanted to take you with you…”

The sorcerer has a complicated mood.

“Stay, or you should let Geralt make his own choice.”

Ye Naifa’s face turned pale.

At this time Triss also appeared from the corridor.

“You should change it once.” She looked at Ye Naifa.

“Triss… all of us will die if we stay.”

“So what?” Terry shrugged indifferently.

“To be honest, I really regret it. I should have stayed just now. If I did that, now I have won.”

Breathing gradually became rapid, and it was obvious that Ye Naifa was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle. After a long silence, she exhaled like collapse, and then suddenly turned her head to look at Roger sitting in the room.

“Remember what you promised Geralt?”

“You said you can help me solve that permanent shortcoming.”

Roger nodded.

“Is your promise still valid?”

“Of course!”

“Okay! I’ll wait for the day you cash it out!”

Hearing this, both Hilly and Triss showed relieved smiles on their faces.

This night seemed extremely long. Blizzard came very quickly, but it ended very quickly. The sky was still dark and the wind stopped and the snow stopped, leaving only a piece of whiteness.

Nothing happened this night, but everyone knew that the biggest crisis would come at dawn.

“Get ready to fight, they are coming!”

Vesemir raised his head and inserted the grease-filled sword into the scabbard. The demon hunters beside him did the same.

The crowd’s breath is long, and their eyes are steady, just like before every hunt.

“Wait for me!”

A voice came.

It was Geralt, followed by Ye Naifa with a calm face beside him.

No one knows exactly what happened in the room, maybe it was an affectionate confession, maybe it was a brief lingering, or it was an unreserved show of heart.

In short, it seems that a qualitative change has taken place in Geralt’s and Ye Naifah’s eyes.

“It’s a pity…”

“Although Ye Naifah is really good, I still hope you can choose Triss. Would you like to help him out by some means?”

Roger muttered quietly.

He doesn’t have any emotional burdens, it’s more like a difficult decision made when the game is cleared.

“Actually, I can do it alone.”

Roger said to Vesemir and others.

After waiting so long, he didn’t want a simple victory.

Many years ago, mobs rushed into Kyle Morhan and caused a terrifying massacre here.

Countless corpses piled up in the valley. As the years passed, those corpses became the only witnesses of the massacre.

And this time, when Kyle Morhan was about to break out of the second round of massacre, Roger waited patiently.

He wants to use this as a beginning and usher in a whole new era.

It is like the rising sun outside the castle.

“This is Kyle Morhan.”

Vesemir looked solemn.

Behind him, Geralt and others said in unison.

“We are the Demon Hunters!”