Chapter 354: Geralt's One-Day Trip to Gotham

The next morning, Donton got up from the bed and pushed Selena, who was lying on him, aside.

Selena was thrown aside and snorted twice, then slowly looked up and glanced.

After living with Donton for more than half a month, Selena's filter for Donton has almost disappeared.

Of course, she doesn't care about her filter anymore. Now she looks like she is exposing her true nature.

She took a lazily breath, then turned over, facing Donton with her smooth back, and squeezed Donton with her butt.

Looking at Selena, who looked like a worm in a cricket pupa, Donton couldn't help but kick her big butt, then got up and started to get dressed.

On the bed, seeing Donton put on his shoes, Selena asked drowsily.

"Are you planning to go out?"

"Of course I'm going out. Don't you think other different worlds are interesting? I..."

"Stop it, Donton. You have something important to do today. Have you forgotten?"

Before Donton finished speaking, Selina interrupted him. Selina yawned and waved at Donton.

"It seems that you really drank too much yesterday, otherwise you wouldn't remember anything.

Recall what happened last night, and don't forget what you promised others."

After the voice fell, Selina turned around and curled up like a child to continue sleeping.

While adjusting to this posture, she also pulled the quilt around her waist.

Listening to Selina's reminder, Donton frowned in confusion.

Last night?

What happened last night?

After a brief recollection, Donton finally remembered.

Last night, after Vesemir and others made a plea to resurrect Geralt, Donton and the Fairy of the Lake immediately took action.

In less than two minutes, the bodies of Geralt and Yennefer crawled up again.

Even when they crawled up, Geralt was still instinctively shouting pitchfork, pitchfork.

It is conceivable that the psychological shadow of this brother is really too deep.

However, there is no pitchfork in Kaer Morhen, and Geralt is not afraid of the corpse of the Wild Hunt.

After resurrection, he and Yennefer quickly figured out the situation, and then participated in the banquet that night without any psychological pressure.

After all, the wizarding world often has the phenomenon of celestial sphere intersection, and visitors from other worlds are too common for demon hunters.

So for them, the appearance of Downton is not strange, everything is just a small fate and accident in their eyes.

In this way, Geralt and everyone drank until more than three o'clock in the middle of the night.

On the one hand, everyone was temporarily free from the pressure of the Wild Hunt.

On the other hand, everyone had to relieve the impact of war on the brain.

In short, including Bruce, everyone counted one by one, and even the fairy in the lake was forced into the hot spring by Downton.

When they were full, it was time for them to leave.

Ciri hugged Donton's thighs tightly, rested her chin on Donton's legs, and promised Donton drunkenly.

"You guys go back to sleep, I... I will go to your world to see you tomorrow when I get up.

I have been to your world with you, I can feel the breath of that world, I will definitely find it!

Maybe... I will bring a few friends with me!"

These are what Ciri said, of course, the actual words are definitely more intermittent and a little unclear.

But Donton remembered that he understood her words, and he also promised Ciri that he would wait to receive her at home.

In short, this is the agreement between Donton and Ciri.

Muttering the so-called agreement, Donton curled his lips.

"Well, it's true that I haven't stayed at home during the day for a while.

I won't go out today. Let's have breakfast together later. If Ciri comes, I'll take you shopping.

Damn, I just remembered that I haven't been shopping in Gotham!"

As soon as the voice fell, Downton's clothes were automatically put on him, turning into a casual suit.

After habitually tidying up his clothes, Downton left the bedroom and went straight to the kitchen.

Just as he walked to the kitchen door, Rachel happened to walk out of Bruce's room.

Seeing Downton, Rachel was slightly stunned, and then her eyes lit up.

"Brother, Bruce said a lot of drunken words last night. Did you really go to the other world yesterday?

I have never seen Bruce drunk like that. God, he vomited twice last night!

But I admire Bruce very much. Although he vomited and was drunk, he was able to clean up what he vomited.

And he woke up before 7:30 and is still in the laboratory. He is really an iron man!"

After the voice fell, Rachel's eyes fell through the window of the corridor to the laboratory that was constantly expanding in the distance.

While Rachel was watching, Donton nodded gently.

"It's just another world. I'll go there when I say I'm going. There's no ambiguity at all.

But it's a little dangerous there after all, so I didn't take you, a girl with no fighting power, with me.

Did Bruce tell you that after they went to the other world, they killed more than 3,000 elves!"

"Elves?"

Listening to Donton's words, Rachel tilted her head.

"Don, I've played a wizard. Didn't you kill the Wild Hunt?"

"Haha, okay, I wanted to scare you with the elves. After all, the elves in most worlds are quite sympathetic, except for the dark-skinned elves living underground."

Donton waved to Rachel with a smile, and then went to the restaurant.

The chef of the manor was preparing food in the restaurant. Alfred was unable to get up today for the first time.

Bruce was fine, even if he drank a lot, but he was young.

And Alfred, at his age, if he drank a lot like this, it would be good if he didn't die suddenly...

Come to your seat and let the chef bring the dishes to you.

Just when Donton was eating deliciously, a hurricane suddenly rolled up in front of him, and then lightning fell from the sky.

The next moment, Donton looked at the plates and broth blown away in front of him depressedly, and watched Ciri walk out of the celestial intersection phenomenon in high spirits.

While jumping off the table, Ciri greeted Geralt behind him.

"Geralt, get off the table!"

"I know, I just didn't have time to move, and it wasn't me who teleported myself to someone else's table!"

Geralt wore a pair of small round-framed sunglasses and waved to Downton from a distance.

"Good morning, God."

As he spoke, he jumped off the table, and as soon as he landed, Downton threw a bottle of brandy into his hand.

Instinctively taking the wine, Geralt nodded expressionlessly.

"Is this the wine in your world? The bottle looks very delicate.

And the surroundings, this is obviously a castle, and it turns out that people in the other world also live in castles..."

Geralt couldn't help but stop before he finished speaking, because his words were stopped by what he just saw!

Before, he only noticed the manor castle, especially after he observed the relatively classical decoration in the castle.

He really thought that Downton's world was similar to his world.

At most, the windows here are brighter than the windows in his world.

But when his sight passed the window, crossed the nearby yard and grass, and fell on the tall buildings in the distance...

Geralt was completely stunned!

"That is..."

He groaned, then hurried to the window and watched curiously.

Beside him, Ciri pulled two plates of beautiful mango pudding and gave one to Geralt.

"Geralt, stop looking at it, you can go out and look later.

Try this, it looks cute and must taste good."

"Hehe..."

Listening to Ciri's words, Geralt took a deep breath, then took the pudding with his backhand and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hmm? This tastes really good, worthy of being a delicacy from another world."

Geralt praised casually, then retracted his sight and turned to Donton.

Somehow, at this moment, he was looking at Donton with a pitiful look.

Noticing Geralt's eyes, Donton rolled his eyes unhappily and said.

"Look at your mother, what's wrong with that look? Why do I feel that you are pitying me?"

"Uh..."

Listening to what Donton said, Geralt curled his lips in discomfort. It was the first time he had seen a god like Donton who was full of rhymes.

After suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Geralt pointed to the tall buildings in the distance and said to Donton softly.

"Although you are a god, you must have a hard time in your world, right?

The building over there is your kingdom of God, right? And the powerful gods should live higher than others to show their status.

As for you, my friend, your castle is not only not tall, but it is even squeezed into the remote countryside!

Look at the extremely tall buildings over there, and then look at your weed-covered yard and the mess on the ground..."

Speaking of this, Geralt looked at Donton with more and more pitiful eyes.

And Donton.

He was slightly stunned, and then kicked Geralt's butt unhappily.

"Dude, how can you talk like that? I can forgive your stupidity, but I can't accept that you look down on me!"

At this point, Donton turned to the chef in the distance.

"Give me a few more servings of mango pudding, we're going to take it out to eat.

Damn it, I have to take this ignorant old guy around my city and let him see what my status is!"

After the words fell, Donton glanced at Geralt, who shrugged innocently.

On the side, Ciri giggled twice, then moved closer to Donton and took Donton's arm.

"Then let's go, Tang. I've wanted to go to different cities for a long time.

When I escaped from Ain El yesterday, I was in a hurry and didn't even see the good things in the previous world.

As for you, your place is closer to the previous world, and you can see tall buildings everywhere.

So, I have to trouble the Lord God to take me to make up for everything I missed yesterday~"

Perhaps because of the lack of pressure from the Wild Hunt, Ciri regained some of her childish feeling in just one night.

The past Ciri was too tired. Escape and rigorous training accompanied her throughout her childhood, making her like an animal being chased. She didn't even dare to let down her guard when drinking water.

Until now, a stable life has finally come to her.

Looking at Ciri in such a state, Geralt was instinctively dissatisfied with Ciri's action of holding Donton, and was a little worried.

But anyway, seeing Ciri happy like a normal young man, Geralt was actually very satisfied.

As for Donton, listening to Ciri's suggestion, he generously put his arm around Ciri's shoulders.

"No problem, girl, I'll take you to the street today.

Come on, pull out my Pagani Son of Wind... Forget it, there are too many people, pull out my Rolls-Royce for a walk!"

Donton waved to the distance, and someone immediately went to the garage to pick up the car for him.

While picking up the car, Donton took Ciri and Geralt out of the castle and came to the middle of the yard.

As he walked, Donton said.

"My castle is nothing to see, just like most castles.

Compared with here, the street should be more attractive to you."

"Indeed, I am indeed curious about everything in the distance, and..."

Geralt took over Donton's words, and saw him thinking.

"And I seem to understand a little, because I saw from afar that the tall buildings over there were almost full of people!

Every window that was wide enough could see more than one person walking around inside.

Rather than saying that those buildings were the residences of the strong, they looked more like slave prisons, and the most important thing was that there were too many people imprisoned in them!"

Just as Geralt finished speaking, several pandas in the yard walked towards Geralt.

The moment they saw the pandas, Ciri and Geralt tensed up.

"Damn, there are bears, but this color of fur...?"

"Why are there bears here? Is it your pet, Tang?"

Each of them said, and at the same time drew out the long swords behind them, and then circled around the pandas with the swords.

The pandas clearly felt the murderous aura of the two, so they stopped where they were and glanced at Tangton in confusion.

Tangton quickly waved his hand.

"Put your sword back, damn it, these fat black and white things are my treasures, treasures!

They are called Panda, they are fucking unique treasures, and there are only a few in the world!

If any of you dare to hurt them, I guarantee that you will be hurt worse than my treasures!"

"Huh?"

Hearing what Donton said, Ciri curled her lips unhappily.

"Treasure?"

Ciri continued to raise her eyebrows and said to Donton.

"What's the point of having these black and white bears? Are you raising them to waste food, or is their meat delicious!

If a dangerous animal like a bear can't be eaten, then it's useless!

But since you strongly request it, forget it.

Geralt, seeing that these bears with strange colors have no intention of hurting people, let's put away the sword."

After the voice fell, Ciri put away the long sword, continued to come to the side of the panda, and tentatively grabbed the panda's round ears.

Although the panda nimbly dodged Ciri's hand, the panda's simple and honest appearance made Ciri and the others feel its cuteness even though it moved quickly.

At the same time, the Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove over and stopped in front of Downton.

What was surprising was that the driver was actually Floyd.

After stopping the car, Floyd opened the window and waved to Downton.

"Boss, if you want to take them around Gotham, you must have someone who knows all aspects of Gotham as a tour guide, so that you can see things that you can't see normally."