The Witcher: Darkness Falls

"Okay, you look terrible. Wait here for me, I'll be back soon." Mrs. Evertson let go of Leon's hand, took out a silk scarf and wiped it, then lifted her skirt slightly and walked towards the castle in front of her.

The servant guarding the door immediately bowed and opened the door for her.

"Great-grandmother Wei Ge, I'm here, are you ready for the dance?" she shouted loudly.

"Leon, this lady's breasts are so big, they are bigger than my head!" Zival walked forward, clasped his arms around his chest, looked up at Leon, with an expression of admiration on his face.

Leon ignored him and just said, "Strigob has asked for help, and the other party has agreed. Now it depends on her request."

Zivar said worriedly: “Did you hear what the Duchess shouted just now?

Great-grandmother, noble, old witch, she must have everything she needs materially, but it would be difficult for us to get what she wants."

Lyon thought about it and agreed.

"Let's wait and see. There is always a way. Since the other party has agreed to help, they shouldn't make it too difficult for us." Leon comforted.

In fact, he had no idea.

"Everyone, please follow me in!" After a while, a maid hurried out.

"I'll wait here, you go ahead," said Zivar.

He was worried because Ratak was still in the carriage, and the other party probably wouldn't like a dwarf entering and leaving their castle.

Leon followed the servant into the castle.

After passing through the cold and quiet corridor, they arrived at the door of a reception room.

The door of the reception room was open. Before he even got close, Leon heard the cheerful voices of women talking inside.

"Put the weapons here, please go in." The maid pointed to the shelf at the door and said.

Leon put the sword on it and walked straight in.

The moment he entered the room, the conversation in the room stopped, and then several eyes turned to him.

Inside the room, Mrs. Evertson was sitting on a chair, opposite her was a young woman in a black lace dress, and three maids were standing around her.

"Are you the demon hunter that Stregobor mentioned?" asked the young woman in the black lace dress.

Her voice was pleasant and clear, and her emerald green eyes looked Leon up and down.

At the same time, Leon was also looking at the witch in front of him.

She has short black hair that is as smooth as silk, and emerald green eyes that are like gemstones.

If no one told her, ordinary people would never think that she was a wizard who had lived for hundreds of years. She looked like an elegant aristocrat, and of course, she was.

"Yes ma'am," Leon replied.

Fringilla hooked her finger at Leon and said, "Come closer, yes, right here, let me take a look, I haven't seen a demon hunter for a long time.

I thought you were all extinct, except for the one in Kaer Morhen."

Leon didn't say anything. The one about Kaer Morhen, does that mean Geralt of Rivia?

"It's very strange. Logically speaking, a demon hunter shouldn't have such strong mental fluctuations. It seems that the old liar Stregobor really didn't lie this time. You really have obtained the inheritance from ancient times. You are practicing the wizard meditation method, right?"

Leon nodded. There was nothing to hide.

"Strigob felt sorry for you and said he wanted to take you in as his student, asking you to give up being a witcher and become a wizard. Did you refuse?"

"Yes, I have no interest in magic."

Fringilla once again looked at Leon. She changed her posture, crossed her legs elegantly, and then looked at Mrs. Evertson meaningfully and said, "You look good. How did you two know each other?"

"Of course it was...an accident." Mrs. Evertson winked playfully, speaking for herself.

"Oh~" Fringilla drew out the tone and laughed like a blooming mountain flower.

Leon stood aside and didn't say anything, just listened quietly to the two ladies chatting.

Finally, the other party led the topic in the direction that Leon expected.

"I heard that your friend was poisoned. Where is he?" Fringilla asked, putting away her smile.

"Wait outside the castle, he has fallen into a coma." Leon replied.

Fringilla nodded slightly and said to the maid beside her: "Go find someone to bring the dwarf outside in so I can see what's going on!"

The maid trotted out.

Soon, Zivar's angry voice came in.

"Lighten up! You two vulgar fellows!"

Then, Retak was carried in by two servants accompanied by Zivar.

The servant put Retak on the ground and stood aside waiting quietly.

Fringilla stood up and walked over, her eyes fixed on Ritak.

Zival immediately asked, "Madam, can my friend be saved?"

"Of course. But come to that, tell me in detail what happened. I'm quite interested." Fringilla looked at the unconscious dwarf with interest.

Zival thought for a moment and asked, "Madam, you should know about goblins, right? That's Goblin, not Gnome."

Fringilla raised her eyebrows, seeming surprised by this statement.

Leon noticed a flash of doubt and surprise in the other person's eyes, and immediately realized that she might not know the difference between goblins and dwarfs, and she confused goblins with dwarfs.

It seems that the difference between the two is only known by some older wizards, or by wizards who specialize in learning about them.

Zivar patiently explained to the other party the difference between the two and corrected the misconception that goblins and dwarves are the same species.

“I will find out about the fact that dwarves and goblins are not the same species.

The illness of your dwarf friend is actually not complicated. It is probably an infection caused by multiple bacteria.

It's like being bitten by a poisonous lizard. You don't know how dirty its mouth is and how many bacteria are inside, so it's normal that ordinary doctors can't cure it.

But this disease is not caused by magic and is easy for us wizards to treat.

Now, listen to my request." Fringilla said lightly.

"Oh, of course, ma'am, I will try my best to get you whatever you want!" When Zivar heard the other party say that it was easy to treat, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and promised immediately.

"You? Haha!" Fringilla covered her mouth and laughed contemptuously, "What can the dwarves give me? The magic you treasured?

You are not a wizard, and I have no use for your enchanting skills. Elder Hogg has kept all his other magics very secret, and he doesn't seem like someone who is willing to show them to others."

Zival smiled awkwardly. The Elder Hogg she was talking about was the great elder of the dwarves, the ruler of Mahakam, a powerful dwarf wizard and warrior.

"Okay, what I need is a demon hunter." Fringilla looked at Leon and said, "I have a magic experiment here, and I need a human with strong physical fitness.

There's no one better than a witcher, what do you think?"

Leon thought about it.

To him, Retak was just an ordinary friend he had known for ten days. If the experiment threatened him, he would naturally not agree.

"What kind of experiment?" Leon asked.

"This is an experiment to test the effects of a physical enhancement drug. It puts stress on the body, and we have recruited a number of human subjects.

I have tried it, but the dosage was diluted, but the data is not quite right and it does not achieve the effect I want.

Ordinary people's ability to withstand is too weak, and humanoid races are different from humans after all, so demon hunters are needed.

You can rest assured that you may be weak for a while after the experiment, which is also one of the aspects that need to be observed in the experiment." Fringilla smiled and looked at Leon.

Zivar lowered his head, not daring to look at Lyon. He knew that what he was doing was indeed too much.

It was enough that Lyon could help them get to this point, he couldn't ask for anything more.

What's more, it is a wizard's experiment. Even if the other party dares to guarantee it, the situation here will never be as simple as the other party says.

"Okay." Lyon said.

Zivar was stunned, thinking he had heard wrongly.

But Fringilla's laughing voice made him understand that Leon did agree.

"Leon, you don't have to..." Zivar couldn't help but say.

Leon patted his shoulder, looked at Fringilla and said, "But I'm afraid it's not possible now. I have been specially recruited by Earl Grampian to complete his mission. So your experiment may have to wait for a while."

"Don't worry, my experiment can start at any time, and it's not here. Wait until you complete the special recruitment mission and go to Toussaint. I will wait for you there." Fringilla giggled.

She then turned her gaze towards the dwarf, and then said to the male servant beside her: "Find them a room and ask them to wait first. I will deal with it tomorrow. I have a dance tonight."

Then she turned to look at Leon and said, “As for you, go take a shower first. Is an hour enough for you?”