Chapter 301: News of the Cat School Witchers

After Geralt left, Geralt sat in his seat and fell into thought.

He had the most say in the power of the Elder Blood as a low-profile owner.

Bluntly speaking, if a top-level archer or other person with long-range attack ability possessed the teleportation ability of the Elder Blood.

He could completely use the kite method to grind a large group of enemies to death, could fly directly to high altitudes that ordinary people couldn't reach at all, and could use various terrain advantages to do many things that ordinary people couldn't imagine.

Can't catch up, can't escape, as long as physical strength isn't exhausted, many ordinary means can't be displayed for people with flash ability.

Even if it is a person without magic talent, as long as they possess the Elder Blood, they can become an extremely powerful warrior.

And for spellcasters, the Elder Blood represents the powerful talent of a Source. No spellcaster would not covet this power.

However, the ability to travel through worlds is extremely powerful, and not every owner of the Elder Blood can do it.

They neither have the assistance of the system nor the guidance of the Elf sages, and even very few records in all books record this ability. Many owners of the Elder Blood don't know this point.

Moreover, because the owners of the Elder Blood hadn't appeared for many years, most sorcerers thought this bloodline was just a legend, and very few people were really willing to spend energy to find this slim possibility.

So the suspects for this matter were only a few, and the scope was quite small.

According to the plot in the original work, as the Princess of Cintra, the person who had the ability and courage to take the risk to kidnap her was likely Vilgefortz.

That is the powerful mage who was jokingly called "Master Vilge" by many people, who broke Geralt's legs with a stick in a duel and easily abolished the high-level vampire Regis.

In the plot of the original work, this guy had been chasing the power of the Elder Blood for many years, and for this, he didn't hesitate to cooperate with the hedgehog man Duny to help him ascend to the throne as the Emperor of Nilfgaard.

Although this plot had now become unrecognizable because of Geralt's intervention, but thinking about it, without Duny, wasn't there still a usurper?

A character like Vilgefortz probably wouldn't let go of the Elder Blood, but why he had been dragging it until now, the reason for this, it was estimated that only he knew.

After selecting this biggest suspect, Geralt decided to find Francesca to chat after a while. As a member of the Supreme Council and having mixed in the sorcerer circle for so many years, the Elf sorceress must know Vilge, a celebrity in this circle, and know him better.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. Now he was injured, and in non-essential circumstances, he couldn't use mana, and his strength had declined.

Although in terms of physical strength, Geralt had already transcended the stage of mortals and was no longer afraid of anyone or any monster in this world, being cautious was not wrong.

Vilge, as the strongest human mage appearing in the original work, still had quite a lot of gold content.

Just when Geralt was considering the problem of the Princess of Cintra and the Elder Blood, the door of the council hall was pushed open again.

The Elf beauty Francesca, wearing a white lace dress and a string of gemstone necklaces, revealing the fair skin on her chest, walked slowly from the door.

She looked at Geralt gently with both eyes, looked around the council hall, and found that Geralt's few capable subordinates were not here, so she tilted her head somewhat strangely and said with a smile:

"I heard you were having a meeting here, Geralt. I happened to have something to find you, but where are your subordinates? Why are you the only one here?"

Geralt spread his hands to the Elf sorceress, with a helpless expression: "I was just chatting, Geralt came to find me, so I let them go to deal with things first."

"Enid, do you have anything you want to discuss with me?"

Enid is Francesca's nickname, and only those closest to her would call her that. However, even after three years, Geralt and the Elf sorceress had cooperated quite tacitly, and they knew many of each other's secrets, but they were still at the stage of friends above and lovers below. Francesca was too smart, and her status was special. Geralt liked that kind of stupid girl, like Triss, a girl who was dedicated and persistent. Facing such a shrewd Elf sorceress, he always had scruples and didn't take the initiative to break the paper between the two.

Francesca smiled beautifully, looked into Geralt's eyes and said: "Geralt, haven't you always wanted to contact the Cat School Witchers in the south?"

"Through my channels in the south, I have already made contact with the Cat School Witchers."

"After they heard about the Witcher Order, they have agreed to send a few Cat School Witchers over, including their current only remaining Grandmaster."

"I originally planned to let them come directly through a teleportation portal, but the other party didn't agree. They are prepared to observe the environment of the North with their own eyes first, and then consider cooperating with the Witcher Order."

Hearing this news from Francesca, Geralt was quite happy.

The Witcher Order now had three academies. If the Cat School living in the south was willing to join, plus the Bear School in Skellige and the Manticore School far in the Kingdom of Zerrikania, then their Order could gather six schools in total, which could be considered collecting all the Witcher factions in the entire Wizard World.

"Thank you for your hard work, Enid. I am very happy to hear this news."

Francesca also showed a happy smile upon hearing this. Now the cooperation between Kaer Morhen and the Elf race was quite close.

Not only had some Elf craftsmen who used to live in the Dol Blathanna moved to Kaer Morhen, building various types of workshops here.

Even some children of the Elf race had joined the Witcher school and sorceress academy founded by Geralt, becoming members of the Witcher Order.

Although the Dol Blathanna was nominally the last self-reserved land of the Elf race, King Demavend of Aedirn was also a greedy robber who coveted the wealth of the Elf race.

Since he came to power, he had always tried every means to move some humans to the surrounding areas of the Dol Blathanna, and then bit by bit encroached on the territory of the Dol Blathanna by cutting down forests and building houses.

The most despicable thing was that this guy always publicly provoked various disputes, blocked the inflow of materials to the Dol Blathanna, and even burned forests and captured the Elf race as goods to consume the power of the Elf race.

Many of Francesca's clansmen died at the hands of humans because of this kind of small-scale conflict.

The opposition with the Kingdom of Aedirn restrained many forces of the Elves in the Dol Blathanna. Except for the Elf palace that already existed in the Dol Blathanna, they had no energy to build various social facilities belonging to them, could not cultivate fields, and could only live by hunting and berries, living like a group of savages.

"Did you get the news, Geralt? Demavend's army has crossed the border of the Kingdom of Kaedwen."

"Ada and I both think that he wants to annex Count Kaen's territory and put an end to the dispute over the territory of Upper Aedirn that has lasted for hundreds of years."

"If the Kingdom of Kaedwen can rise again in the future, this guy probably won't return the territory of Upper Aedirn."

Geralt nodded upon hearing this. Although he was not interested in Demavend and his army, since Francesca had already brought up this matter, he still asked with quite a lot of interest:

"I have already heard that he prepared an army of 10,000 people, plus those farmers and coolies, which can be considered a great mobilization."

"And according to the news from our Chamber of Commerce, the total number of soldiers under Count Kaen is less than 3,000."

"Demavend came too suddenly. This young count didn't have time to gather his army at all."

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