Chapter 2679 Terrain Adjustment

Under the torrential rain, everything is precarious.

Sitting at the table, Triss frowned slightly as she looked at the quarreling crowd in front of her. There was a bit of fatigue between her brows, as well as uneasiness and worry.

Triss Merigold is a warlock from Marbury who has lived in Norgrim for some time. But it is a pity that with the development of witch hunts and the rise of the Church of Eternal Fire, warlocks and spellcasters had to flee or hide. And Triss is naturally no exception. As a powerful female sorceress, she is placed at the top of the witch hunter's bounty list, and under the hunt of the eternal flame and witch hunters, Triss also hides up.

She originally thought of gathering the remaining casters and leaving here for Keweier together. But what happened not long ago completely disrupted her plan.

With the appearance of the flame giant, the entire Church of Eternal Flame underwent a major cleansing. Those witch hunters who had tortured wizards and warlocks were arrested and then executed... Not only that, even the highest level of the Church of Eternal Flame And the king who manipulatively hunted down the caster was wiped out.

This series of absurd things came at a speed that Triss couldn't understand at all, so much so that it even shook her three views.

Are there really gods in this world? Will the gods really take action? The 100-meter-tall flame giant that appeared on the altar is really the incarnation of a god?

But what made Triss even more unbelievable was that Ciri...had actually become the envoy of the Church of Eternal Flame?

that little girl?

Triss knew Ciri. In fact, she had an entangled relationship with Ciri's father, the white-haired witcher Geralt, and she also took care of Ciri in Kaer Morhen for a period of time. Human feelings are the same as sisters. But Triss couldn't understand why Ciri somehow became the envoy of the Fire King.

But now, the most troublesome thing for Triss is the casters here.

After the changes in the Church of Eternal Flame, there were differences among the spellcasters she summoned. Some people thought that since Eternal Flame had given up its original claim, and those torture warlocks, the blood-debt guys were all executed. Then it might not be a good choice to stay here, after all, Novigrad is still the largest city of freedom and wealth in the north. If it weren't for the persecution, the living conditions here are still very good for mages.

But some people think that staying here will only repeat the same mistakes. After all, before this, many mages came to Novigrad because of persecution. As a result, you have also seen that the guards here will salute when they saw them a year ago. After a year, they regarded these mages as objects that could be slaughtered at will. In this case, staying in Novigrad is not a good choice. In their opinion, it is best to take advantage of this opportunity to escape from Novigrad.

And Triss herself couldn't make up her mind, what she actually wanted to do the most was to meet with Ciri to find out what was going on. She didn't think Yixili's character would take the initiative to be some kind of angel. Could it be that there are other secrets in this? Or, as other warlocks have said, is this a trap aimed at them?

But for a trap, so many senior members of the Church of Eternal Flame were executed, and even the king of the Northern Kingdom was killed... This trap is probably too exaggerated.

Triss also went to the Church of Eternal Flame to see Ciri, but was told that the Messenger of God was not there—she always likes to run around in the streets, which is very similar to her adoptive father.

Where the hell is Ciri?

Triss now has a lot of questions in her heart that she wants to ask her, including how she is now, why she became the envoy of the Church of Eternal Fire, and what happened to the flame giant that appeared before...

Not only that, due to the death of Radovid V, the Eternal Fire Sect has now become the core banner of the Northland against the Nilfgaardian Empire. Even the Redanian Kingdom's army has come to seek refuge, trying to obtain the asylum of the Lord of Fire to resist the invasion of Nilfgaard.

However, the Church of Eternal Flame seems to not take these things to heart at all, but has been immersed in cleaning the interior, so what are their thoughts? Will the Eternal Flame raise the banner of Redania to fight the Nilfgaardian Empire? Or will you simply surrender?

It's an eventful year.

Thinking of this, Triss sighed and looked out the window.

The rain has subsided.

As the dark clouds dispersed, a ray of sunlight emerged from between the clouds, passed through the window, and shone on the messy bed. The girl grumbled, then slowly opened her eyes, then she stretched out her snow-white arms and hugged the body of the man beside her.

"Yo, are you awake?"

Fangzheng put down the book in his hand and looked at Miaojie.

"Hmm...Mr. Fangzheng, what are you looking at?"

"Looking at some records about this world, I have to say it's quite interesting. It seems that the northerners' persecution of non-human races and witches is not groundless... um... Although this kind of thing is originally a matter of fifty big boards each ……”

Fangzheng put down the history book in his hand, stroked Miaojie's soft hair, and muttered to himself at the same time. Through the records, Fang Zheng discovered that the biggest reason for the persecution of warlocks and spellcasters in the Northland was the death of the King of Temeria—as one of the kings in the Northland, he was disguised as a monk. Killed by a demon hunter assassin, and it was later found out that all of this was inextricably linked to the Warlock Assembly.

This is why Radovid V started a witch hunt and hunted down spellcasters. These guys not only possess extraordinary power, but also try to use this power to influence and control the ruler... No matter what era it is in, it will never be tolerated.

If those warlocks were just honestly exploring the mysteries and serving the ruling class instead of trying to use their own power to control the political situation, I'm afraid they wouldn't be beaten like rats by everyone.

Of course, only a small group of people implemented the plan, and most of the spellcasters just caught fire at the city gate and caused the fish in the pond, but there is also a saying that a rat droppings ruined a pot of soup.

Forget it, don't mention this.

Thinking of this, Fangzheng shook his head, withdrew his thoughts, and looked at Miaojie beside him.

"how do you feel?"

"Woo..."

Hearing Fangzheng's question, Miaojie immediately blushed and lowered her head to bury her in his arms.

"Mr. Fangzheng, you are really bad, you actually asked me such a question... I was almost dead after being tormented by you last night!"

"It's you who hold me tight, huh?"

Fang Zheng stretched out his hand, stroked Miao Jie's cheek lightly, and then kissed her lightly.

"Okay, pack up, we should continue on the road."

"OK."

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Miao Jie was not surprised, but nodded. Neither party had too much entanglement with what happened last night. The reason is very simple. Both Fang Zheng and Miao Jie knew what it meant.

And more importantly... there is still plenty of time.

Like now.

"Mr. Fangzheng, your technique is really skilled. How many girls have you hugged?"

"Yesterday was really powerful. Several times I felt my brain went blank, as if I had forgotten everything. I really didn't expect it to be such a powerful thing. I finally understand why many people are addicted to it. Extricate yourself."

"Is everyone else behaving like me?"

Riding on the horse, Miao Jie was about to face innumerable problems along the way. Only now did he realize that this girl named Miao Jie was indeed a very difficult person. She is almost like a mixture of Kuang San and Xiao Hei. On the one hand, she is very elegant, quiet and virtuous. But on the other hand, like Xiao Hei, she doesn't shy away from talking about the things between bed brothers.

After other people have done this kind of thing, even if they are interested, they will only come to Fangzheng secretly. But this is also normal, after all, people have a sense of shame.

But Miao Jie acted as if what she experienced was not a major life event, but a hobby like golf or bowling.

To be honest, if you didn't listen to what she said, but just looked at her expression, ordinary people would probably think that this noble lady is talking about ikebana and tea art.

If it was another man, he might have been dizzy in the face of Miao Jie's straight ball attack, but Fangzheng was not afraid at all, he just drove, who can't drive an 86 Mercedes-Benz, Qiu Mingshan can smash it!

Of course, Fang Zheng would not talk about matters related to other people's privacy, but outside of that, he naturally confronted Miao Jie head-on.

So along the way, the two had various theoretical discussions on this, and agreed to choose another day to fight again...

Then came the destination.

"Here..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fangzheng couldn't help frowning. What they saw in front of them was an abandoned tower, surrounded by hills that were not too high.

"That's right, Mr. Fangzheng, look, isn't the environment here very good? Backed by mountains and facing water, you can see the rippling sea in front of you. The surrounding environment is also very good, secluded and deserted, and there are streams beside it..."

"Well, the location is not bad, but it doesn't feel like that."

"Feel?"

"Yeah, it still feels a little bit worse."

Fangzheng looked at the mountains in front of him, and couldn't help but pouted. Indeed, if it is carried out according to Miaojie's plan, the geographical conditions here are very sufficient. But from Fang Zheng's point of view, the atmosphere was still a bit off. After all, you can see that in many martial arts novels, the hidden sects are not all among the mountains or on the top of the mountains.

Although the mountains are not high, there are fairies and spirits. But doesn't Gao Ai seem to have the feeling of a hermit sect? No matter how it is built here, it feels like the king of the mountain......

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng also clapped his hands.

Isn't it just to adjust the terrain, I'll do it myself.

After all, if you do it yourself, you will have enough food and clothing.