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Before dawn, the group was awakened by the high-pitched and sad cry of the nighthawk.

Lu Qi also noticed that when he got up, the demon hunter's face was slightly pale and his head was sweating slightly, as if he had been awakened from a nightmare.

He knew that the witcher and Ciri had some kind of fateful bond, and would dream of each other from time to time.

Therefore, he approached Geralt and asked in a low voice:

"Dream of Ciri again?"

The demon hunter didn't speak, but nodded solemnly.

"It seems that her condition is not very good..."

Nodding again, the demon hunter murmured:

"We have to step up our pace..."

Of course, the demon hunter didn't tell Lu Qi that in his dream, he saw Ciri's face covered in blood...

. . .

Although the poet showed unusual resistance to Toussaint, he would rather follow him to hunt down the robbers than go to that fairyland-like principality. However, under the witcher's forced order, he reluctantly followed Regis and Milva along the Nevi River to the Shanthreto Valley, where he waited for the news.

Lu Qi, Geralt, and Angoulan, one of the former members of the "Nightingale", left the Nevi River Channel and took a shortcut through the mountains.

Along the way, Angoulin, who turned from darkness to light, behaved like a young female robber who was almost sent to the gallows not long ago - she used vulgar words and was full of curiosity about everything.

Even so, she still revealed to the two of her tortuous experience of being the illegitimate daughter of a nobleman and eventually becoming a female bandit.

Lu Qi had never thought that Angoulan was an undercover agent sent by "Nightingale" to lure them into an ambush.

However, Lu Qi has enough knowledge and confidence in his own strength that he doesn't care about these minutiae at all.

After all, any conspiracy and conspiracy are nothing more than a little trick in the face of absolute power...

The three of them crossed the mountains, crossed the valley, and approached the "Devil's Peak" Gorgon Mountain, and soon arrived near Belhaven.

Under Angoulan's suggestion, the three of them did not plan to ride horses into Behaven in a big way, but took a detour to a mine at the mouth of the Shansreto Valley to inquire about information.

At night, beside the blazing campfire, the girl did not forget to continue her unfinished story:

"...This is my life. If it weren't for you, the soldiers who beheaded my comrades would have pushed me to the ground and forced me to spread my legs..."

Before the girl could finish speaking, the witcher interrupted her:

"enough!"

"Witcher, I know how to express my gratitude, if you want..."

"What?"

The demon hunter and Lu Qi on the side both guessed the following content from the girl's voice.

"Angouleme," the demon hunter, who was agitated because of the nightmare, said in a deep voice: "Stop talking, not a word!"

"You really don't want me? Not at all?"

"You snotty brat, if you don't want to be whipped with a belt, just shut your mouth!"

"Okay, I won't say anymore."

"Good girl."

Lu Qi, who witnessed the whole process, finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

With this smile, a pair of orange cat eyes immediately glanced over:

"You think it's funny?"

Shrugging, Lu Qi turned a blind eye to the demon hunter's dangerous look and continued:

"Of course! People always say that witchers are monsters with no emotions at all. Geralt, I'm thinking that although your method is a bit harsh, you should be able to be a good father."

"Witchers are sterile and will not have children."

"Isn't Ciri your child? That's why you're here, isn't it?"

"I think,

Ciri would also be very happy if she knew you were looking for her. "

Hearing the comfort in Lu Qi's words, the demon hunter just replied expressionlessly:

"maybe..."

. . .

After spending a peaceful night in the valley, the three of them arrived at the mine on the mountainside.

Dark mines can be seen everywhere.

The passage extends from the hole, and the entrance of the hole is supported by crossed wooden poles to prevent the mine from collapsing during operation and directly blocking the escape exit.

Miners pushed trucks and wheelbarrows in and out of several of the passages.

Looking at the busy scene in front of him, the demon hunter turned to look at Angouleme and asked: "Now, can you tell me why you brought us here?"

"The purpose is to talk to an acquaintance. He is the foreman of the mine, a dwarf named Golan."

"Why are you looking for him?"

"Look at your boots."

Looking at Yi Yan, Lu Qi and Geralt saw that their boots were covered with slightly red mud.

"The half-elf you are looking for had the same red mud on his shoes when he met Nightingale. Do you understand now?"

"Got it. Where's the dwarf?"

"Let me deal with you. You'd better not talk, keep a straight face, and act like a ruthless person."

However, this dwarf foreman was very cunning and unwilling to provide information for free.

However, after the witcher took out a knife from his boots, made two gestures on his neck, and threatened him a few times, the dwarf foreman told them very sincerely that Nightingale and his group Where exactly.

"Rialto Mine, is this place far away?"

"It's not far, it's very close." After a pause, the girl raised her voice and said, "Speaking of which, Demon Hunter, you looked so handsome just now! If you don't want to hunt monsters anymore, you can consider it. You are very talented as a robber. "

In this regard, the demon hunter's answer was full of philosophy:

"People are sometimes scarier than monsters..."

. . .

When they arrived at the mine that the dwarf foreman mentioned, they looked at the busy figures of the miners beside the mining facilities. The three of them tied the reins to a fence, and the girl said:

"I don't know anyone here, but we can talk to the foreman. Geralt, if you can, please don't grab him by the collar right away and threaten him with a knife. A gentleman speaks..."

"I need you to teach me how to do things, Angouleme?"

Hearing these words that were similar to Uncle Da's famous saying, Lu Qi almost couldn't hold it back. He could only hold back his face until he turned red, and then he managed to swallow back his laughter.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't notice the change in his expression and just walked towards the building that looked like the foreman's cabin.

However, they met five riders in a small square where many ore trucks were parked.

"Oh, damn! Damn it! Look who's coming..." The girl cursed in a low voice.

"who are they?"

"Nightingale's men are here to collect protection money. They saw me, they recognized me... Damn it! Now we are dead..."

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