Chapter 202: Another Identity

After absorbing the ability points, Geralt did not stay in Kaedwen for long. Taking advantage of the fact that it was not yet dawn, he drove the magic flying carpet and returned to Kaer Morhen.

And in the next half month, life in Kaer Morhen was very peaceful, and no accidents happened.

Geralt took time to meet Francesca, the two shared a dinner, and got a magic communicator that could conduct long-distance calls from the sorceress, and then began the life of daily learning and training.

After January ended and the ice and snow in the mountains melted, the people of the Wolf School set off on their journey home one after another.

After leaving Kaer Morhen, Geralt, according to the agreement, first came to the elven underground ruins where Toruviel was, and conducted an in-depth and simple exchange with this elven female commander who was calm on the outside but very hot on the inside, and fully realized the difference between female elves and human women.

From Toruviel, Geralt got a piece of news that these elven warriors living here would transfer to a mountain forest near Ban Ard, the capital of Kaedwen, in a few months.

Because, according to Francesca's intelligence, sometime this year, those non-human races living in Ban Ard might suffer a massacre by Kaedwen soldiers. The elves would organize a rescue, and these warriors would be responsible for responding to those poor people who were rescued.

Geralt had also heard this news from Francesca. It was highly likely that it was the news passed by the royal advisor of the sorceress of Kaedwen to the Sorcerers Brotherhood.

This is also why the Sorcerers Brotherhood arranged some sorceresses beside every king, just to monitor these kings, so that these stupid people who mastered huge power would not do stupid things.

However, after hearing this news, Geralt's first reaction was to ask Toruviel where their transfer location was. You know, he had just opened a space rift connected to the Diablo world in a valley near Ban Ard, and it had not been sealed yet.

If they were so unlucky that they bumped into each other, wouldn't it be pitting their own people? Fortunately, Toruviel trusted Geralt very much and didn't hesitate to tell him their transfer location. It was not the same place, and they were still a bit far apart, so it shouldn't harm their own people.

And for his own woman, especially a woman like Toruviel whose strength was not strong, when she was about to perform a dangerous task, how could Geralt be stingy.

He gave the female elf some props that he no longer used but were very useful.

For example, the invisibility potion drawn for the first time, some magic scrolls that were not very powerful but consumed very little, and several enchanted equipment photographed from the Azeroth auction house. Even the explosive arrows drawn were shared and handed over to Toruviel.

And the most precious one, which he specifically instructed to be collected well, was a bottle of strong healing potion from Azeroth. This high-level potion was a means of saving her life for a female elf's physique, as long as she didn't die immediately and didn't suffer extremely serious fatal injuries.

Facing Geralt's generous performance, Toruviel didn't say much and accepted it very readily, but when facing him, she became more obedient and intimate.

Soon, Geralt stayed in the underground ruins for about a week. Besides daily skill practice, he basically accompanied the female elf. When the two chatted, Geralt didn't cover up much anymore, and told his views on the current situation of the elven race, how to develop in the future, and some means to deal with human oppression.

Of course, in his previous life, he was not a politician or a military strategist, and the things he knew were also shallow knowledge learned from the Internet or books.

But even so, facing the gap of thousands of years of society and knowledge, his insights were also at the level of dimensionality reduction strike, giving the female elf a good lesson, making Toruviel look at him with fiery and worshipful eyes, as if she had been completely conquered.

And after leaving the elven underground ruins, Geralt returned to Wyzima again, chatted with old friends in this city, and also appeased the longing of his sorceress lovers.

This appeasement took another two or three days.

Just didn't expect that he had just returned home when Francesca brought her a piece of intelligence.

This afternoon, when he was reviewing the magic knowledge he had learned at home, the remote magic communicator tucked in his pocket began to tremble slightly, showing that the other party wanted to communicate with him.

"Geralt, do you have time tonight?"

Francesca's voice was still as beautiful and pleasant as ever.

Geralt gave a slight "um" and asked calmly: "I'm not busy now. Do you have any news on your side, lady?"

It seemed that she heard Geralt's meaning of not resisting, and Francesca breathed a sigh of relief, and even a smile appeared in her voice.

"Yes, tonight, a friend of mine told me that the soldiers outside the city of Fetterbo will be sent into the city to execute a secret mission."

"You should be able to guess what they want to do?"

Speaking of this, Francesca's voice paused for a second, and then asked:

"Geralt, this time, our time is still sufficient. We can quietly take people away. Although we may not be able to take all of them, most of them will be saved."

"And there is another way, which is to defeat the soldiers outside Fetterbo city in advance, so that they cannot execute this task. In this case, we can take all the people away."

"These two plans are for you to choose. I respect your will."

After hearing the sorceress's proposal, Geralt considered for more than ten seconds and said: "I choose the second one." "Well, Ms. Francesca, pick me up now, we will kill all the soldiers in advance, maybe killing some mobs will not make Henselt feel any pain."

"Then, we will kill his army, chop off his claws, and weaken his power."

"Anyway, if it develops like this, Kaedwen's soldiers will one day become the enemy of the elven race, so let's start weakening their power now."

If this happened before Geralt accepted the special commission, he would not take such violent and conspicuous means, but now the number of rescued elves is related to his future task rewards.

Then, perhaps doing it arrogantly and showing his strength will make the balance of victory tilt toward the elven side faster.

Anyway, Geralt had already thought of a way. Since the identity of a witcher is easy to cause unnecessary trouble, then change an identity, change an identity that can do anything without scruples, and do this thing instead of him.

And with another identity, some bad things done in the future can have someone to take the blame for him.

More than half an hour later, when Geralt saw Francesca again, the two had come to the suburbs of Fetterbo city.

At this time, Geralt was still wearing the dragon-scale armor he wore when dealing with the mobs, but the weapon in his hand had been changed to a two-handed greatsword, the Oath of Victory Sword, which was 1.3 meters long and weighed tens of kilograms. Under the magic cover of the elven sorceress, his dragon-scale armor had turned into black armor without darkness, and the silver-white two-handed greatsword in his hand had also been slightly changed in shape by illusion, becoming a blood-red two-handed greatsword.

Geralt's overall shape now looks more gloomy and terrifying than when he slaughtered the mobs last time. From the appearance, he is no longer a bright and heroic knight, but more like a death knight who killed out of the hell abyss.

And this time, he didn't wear a helmet, but revealed his face, as if this time, he was going to fight with his true face openly.

Francesca, who was standing beside him, was also quite puzzled by this. After these few times of getting along, she knew very well that Geralt didn't want to expose his identity as a witcher, but she didn't know why he wanted to do this this time.

"Geralt, there are about 150 soldiers in the military camp outside Fetterbo city. They are all professional soldiers. They are different from the mobs last time and will no longer be a mob that collapses at the first touch."

"Are you going to kill them like this?"

Geralt, upon hearing this, turned his head and smiled at Francesca, and said in a flat tone: "Don't you have confidence in me, lady?"

The elven sorceress was stunned by the question. In the history of the Wizard World, except for some legendary sorcerers, few people could deal with hundreds of soldiers alone.

As for warrior-type professions, they were almost never seen. This is also one of the important reasons why this elven sorceress valued Geralt so much after the last cooperation.

This woman, known as the most beautiful sorceress in the world, is not as simple and beautiful as she looks on the outside. This is a person who has mixed in the Sorcerers Brotherhood for hundreds of years, has always been on an equal footing with those top sorcerers, and is a real power ruler of the elven race.

Geralt never treated her as a simple elven girl.

Facing Geralt's somewhat confident counter-question, Francesca smiled beautifully, then raised her finger, pointed to Geralt's face, and asked:

"Don't you need to cover your appearance? Do you need me to cast a spell to cover it for you?"

Geralt didn't answer upon hearing this, but used magic to stimulate the golden scale given to him by Borch. This golden scale contained the peculiar ability of a golden dragon, which could change a person's appearance.

Moreover, this change is not an illusion, but a solid change similar to the druid's shapeshifting technique. Even if it is affected by dimeritium, it will not fail. In this world, perhaps only Borch himself can crack this disguise.

For this extremely rare treasure, Geralt originally thought about whether to change into a griffin or a giant bear to use their special body structure to enhance his strength.

But now he feels that using this thing to create a special identity for himself that cannot be dismantled by others is also a good choice.

And with the stimulation of magic, Geralt's appearance immediately underwent earth-shaking changes. His original golden short hair turned into a bright silver hair, his handsome appearance became more heroic and rough, adding a few scars and rough stubble, looking like a mature man in his thirties. The slender elven ears had disappeared, and the amber cat pupils also turned into slightly shining red blood pupils.

And the physique under his armor expanded from about 1.9 meters to 2.2 meters, and the strong muscles also made the armor more firm.

The whole person's shape had changed from a handsome elven boy to a human general who seemed to have been through many battles and was invincible.

After completing the change of appearance, Geralt turned his head again, looked at Francesca, who was somewhat stunned, and his voice also changed into another mature male voice, saying:

"Ms. Francesca, if you see me in this identity next time, please remember my name."

"Dante, a human mercenary who acts chivalrously."

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