"The more you talk nonsense, the higher I charge. I don't know if you can still afford the information you need now."

Kaila also pulled her face down and countered the opponent's ridicule without hesitation.

She didn't think she was really a village witch. She worked hard every day to exchange for low-level rewards such as dozens of eggs and a bucket of milk.

"You are even more irritable than I thought... Well, what do you want me to do? I guess you must know that the witch hunter has no money." After all, Geralt can only give in to his adopted daughter's safety.

"Almost every ruler on the continent is looking for that girl... A person has asked me about Xili before, and it was an elf-" the sorcerer said lightly. "Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about a gangster like the Squirrel Party, but an elf-wizard."

The witch hunter couldn't help frowning again: "Elf Mage? Why did he ask about Xiri's news?"

"I want to know this, but you also understand that it is unrealistic to ask an elf to answer questions. It is better to consider why not let them keep asking new questions in a nagging manner."

"...Okay, did he leave any message to Cili?" He stared at Kaila's face, probably to confirm that the other party did not know about this, Geralt chose to settle for the second best.

"There is this. He hopes that when I meet Xili, I will take her to find him... When the little girl came to me before, I told her the news, but she didn't appreciate it at all!"

Kaila said obviously very annoyed.

"So, it's very likely that Cili went to the elf mage's place?" Geralt grasped the key, "Can you tell me the exact location of that place?"

"Of course, I can also take you there directly... It's an elf ruin, near Meadcops Village." Kaila said in a tone that she was easy to speak and discuss.

“…”

“…”

Perhaps because of the witch hunter's suspicion, the sorcerer explained angrily: "Because there is still something between me and the elf, he promised to give me something, but now I haven't given it yet, so I have to get it myself."

"That elf didn't fulfill its promise?" If that was the case, it would be easy to understand. Otherwise, Geralt would have to doubt whether the other party was using any conspiracy, which might be a trap or something.

He showed his diligence and was either a traitor or a thief. He didn't think his relationship with Kaila was so good.

"No, I thought he would come back, or his little follower would appear, but... I don't know what happened anyway." The sorcerer replied, his voice a little angry with suspicion.

"So, let's go and find out."

Geralt's expression became slightly solemn. He did not forget that the Wild Hunting was still chasing Xiri. It was not a good sign that the elf mage did not appear.

Just like the tragic spy Han Trek, Geralt was originally going to meet him, but only found the corpse that was cruelly tortured and tortured to the point of being unhealthy.

If he was targeted by the crazy wild hunter, the elf mage would never appear again, perhaps because he had turned into a corpse.

This made him feel even more urgency, feeling that he had to find Xili as soon as possible. He couldn't imagine what would happen if he had been one step late and let the wild hunter find Xili first... He couldn't even imagine what would happen.

...

...

The gloomy sky is covered with dark clouds, and the earth eroded by darkness is desolate. The ruins of burnt villages or towns are everywhere. The corpses of people and various creatures can be seen everywhere, either with thick bones or severely rotten.

The corpse was stained with blood and dyed large areas of the ground soil dark brown, and even the plants and plants were extremely distorted, as if they had lost their vitality.

In such an unknown and silent world, there is a girl with gray hair and a scar on her left cheek, and a pretty girl walking unconsciously.

I don’t know how long it took, but the girl suddenly stood still and looked around in a daze: “What am I doing? Where am I?”

Perhaps because of such a thought, the world around us immediately changed drastically—

The endless dead began to spread, and the craziness surged all over the mountains and fields, and the shadows spread to the distance. The dead soldiers were awakened again, and they picked up their weapons and waved their butchers' swords at their former comrades and friends.

A large number of ghosts, shadows, countless zombies, skeletons, mummies, death knights... These are all members of the endless undead legion.

Even in the ocean of the army of dead that spread like a tide, there were shadows of huge dragons and other evil creatures, looming, emitting the breath of death.

"Death is not the end, forgetting is! You want to be redeemed, and this world wants to regain light? Hahaha, first ask the undead in the past if they agree!"

It was dressed in a luxurious robe and stood proudly like an emperor at the end of the central end of the undead army that looked like a pyramid.

The evil skull twitched his jawbone and let out a strange laugh that sucked everyone's nerves. The pale flame burned in the place of its eyes that no longer existed.

And deep in the flames, countless dead souls roar, roar, and cry, full of curses for the world and the living.

Immediately afterwards, it raised the bone staff held by the bone's arm high, and in the black diamonds embedded at the top of the staff, there was an unimaginable, violent and evil force erupting.

It was extremely deep dark and evil, like a huge shadow, which madly devoured the light around it, cut off the order of the earth, tear apart the world and became fragmented.

The swaying soul flame is like the phosphorus fire on a swamp, and the cold white frost is swept by the torrent of the river of death, as if the resentment of the dead brings a whistling cold current.

The pale frost, wherever it passes, everything seems to be in a biting cold winter, like a sponge absorbing water, crazily plundering the heat and temperature in the air, slowly turning everything into lifeless ice cubes.

"Transformed into dead soldiers, we are dead men, we are the group of dead men!"

"Go, destroy all living beings, destroy this world, destroy everything!"

Accompanied by the crazy laughter of the terrifying figure shrouded on the earth, the pale torrent swept across the continent, and the undead legion eroded every piece of land in the world with the resentment of the dead.

The woman with gray-white hair stood there in a daze, and a strong sense of panic spread in her heart.

That was overwhelming despair!

Suddenly, the ground trembled faintly and the whole world began to become distorted and distorted.

…………

"Ah-No!!"

With her eyes wide open, Xiri woke up from her sleep and was scared to death. She woke up, but felt her limbs numb and sweating profusely, and her screams were still echoing in the wilderness around her.

Her heart was still trembling, she sat up from the animal skin and subconsciously reached out to grab the weapon beside her.

However, there is only a quiet area around, only the sound of insects chirping in the grass, and this actually further highlights the silence in the wild at night.

The moon in the sky seemed bright and bright, casting silver light on the earth, and bright stars dotted around it. Next to Xili was the extinguished bonfire, and the firewood was still emitting a faint blue smoke.

"I'm dreaming again..."

She was stunned for a long time before she seemed to react, and then put down the sword in her hand with a wry smile. At this time, she realized that her other hand was hurting slightly. It turned out that she had been pinching the edge of the blanket...

Xiri wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and closed her eyes with some fatigue.

This experience has happened several times, but she still feels a little unacceptable, or she should not believe it... The world is too peaceful and beautiful now.

Green fields, clear streams, blue sky and white clouds are flowing in the daytime, and moonlight reflects rippling waves on the river at night...

Such a wonderful world, without pale frost, without raging undead, although it is not too peaceful, the army is like bandits, wherever it passes, monsters are rampant and people live in poverty, but it is always better than that complete doomsday.

She couldn't believe that she had lived in such a beautiful world before. Who could have thought that all this would be completely destroyed in the near future?

Soon, Xili reignited the bonfire, and the dry firewood cracked in the flames, making crackling sounds.

She stared at the fire, hugged her knees, and fell into contemplation and confusion. Until now, she still felt a strong sense of unreality, as if she was in a dream.

Especially when thinking about what will happen in a few years, this feeling is even stronger... White frost and white light, war and plague, eventually bring about pale death.

——The so-called "pale natural disaster" is actually composed of endless plagues and wars, frost and death. It uses the power of the southern empire and the northern kingdom as bait, and ultimately brings the end of all beings.

So no one can stop it, and they can only watch the flooding river of death sweep the world.

The humiliation, pain and resentment of the dead and the dead made them marches in hell, revived in the grave, and launched unscrupulous revenge on the living! They did not allow history to forget their resentment, and they did not allow the living to abandon the pain of the past!

Moreover, they did not simply launch wars for revenge, trampling on their lives and dignity, and the northern kingdoms, they even wanted to destroy this entire world!

To the west, to the ocean and the Sedna abyss, to the north, to the Giant Dragon Mountains at the northernmost end of the continent, to the Kolaz Desert and Hackland Tribal Territory in the east, to the mysterious kingdoms of Hannu and Balsa, etc.

No country, no religion, no race, no hero can stop the undead natural disaster that drowns and devours all things. Even the legendary dragons will be killed before this overwhelming torrent, and then their corpses will radiate the power of frost to stand up again-

Become pale minions and fight for darkness and evil.

Like a terrible curse, it radiates to the entire continent, kills all living creatures, and then makes all the dead fall into the pale torrent of the undead, becoming part of the terrifying lich army.

"You are our last hope, you are the flame, the white flame that illuminates the world, the seed that will not sprout but will burn... We need your ability, and this war will determine whether the world will be shrouded in eternal night, or a new dawn will come."

The voice was still repeated in my mind, but Xiri didn't know what she should do.

It was too heavy, and the responsibility was too heavy. She didn't know if she had the awareness and ability to bear this responsibility.

However, it is necessary to do it. No one except her can help her share the pressure of this responsibility. Even without the awareness of being dominated by fate, we cannot expect such things.

Loneliness, weakness, helplessness—

In any case, she cannot stop her own pace. She must make her own judgment, make plans, and then implement them properly. She cannot hesitate or hesitate.

"This time, I will save everyone..."

The woman said to herself as if she was cheering herself up, then turned to look at the magic lantern beside her. She decided to enter the tower on Fek Island tomorrow, communicate with the terrible evil spirit, and find a way to solve the curse of the mouse tower.

Then, she will get the research results left by the warlock in the tower - this is a very important part of the war of time, and Xili must destroy as much as possible the "pale natural disaster" in the future.

And plague is one of them.
Chapter completed!