The Divine Hunter

Roy and Geralt searched the whole room again, except for a pile of animal skulls and leg bones, there were no human bones or special clues.

The two of them wandered the entire second floor full of doubts, which was amazingly empty.

"To be honest, I've never seen such a humble witcher academy." Geralt looked around the empty corridor and couldn't help but complain in his magnetic bass, "Even if it's Kyle Mohan, there are at least a few portraits. A decent bed, a portrait of a senior."

"Except for a few walls, what's the difference between this place and the outside?"

"The bear demon hunters have weak feelings and don't need those so-called memorials."

Roy could only barely explain it.

Then the two met Leto, Lambert, and Aiden in the basement of another tower, but the three did not encounter amphipods or other monsters.

But there is another gain.

The dim firelight in the basement revealed a pile of bizarrely shaped metal cans, as well as glass containers for storing mutants, a brewing furnace... It was exactly what Geron had seen in his dreams.

"It's all grass trial instruments... It turns out that this place once belonged to a witcher." Letho rubbed his palms over the rough surface of the stove and felt a row of rust, "It's just that most of the instruments are neglected, at least there are Haven't used it in over ten years."

"The mutants last longer...the effect is almost worn away by time."

People couldn't help but be more puzzled.

Elam appeared in this castle, but never used its alchemy equipment, so what was his purpose here?

"By the way... Look at this thing." Roy showed the metal "dog tag" to the three, but Lambert made a constructive suggestion.

"In my opinion, it does not belong to any unlucky ghost, and it is definitely not swallowed by the multipedal insect. It is the mark that Grandmaster Elan deliberately left in the insect's body!"

Aiden added, stroking the metal plate,

"The function of this thing is equivalent to a pet collar tied around the neck. And the multipedal bug is likely to be a 'watch dog' raised by the mysterious man who controls Ellen. In the future, everyone must be careful, as long as any one If the place sees it, there may be a clue to Ellen."

"Bold idea," Leto nodded, "Dare to raise that kind of bug, either study madmen or perverts."

"Guys, I actually found something." Lambert led the two to the corner of the basement, and the pendant between their necks suddenly vibrated.

But the vibration is not large, which shows that the elements remaining in the air are very thin.

After seeing the initiator, several people couldn't help but look surprised - placed against the corner of the wall, a yellow two-eared ceramic jar that could not be more simple, the surface was covered with dust, simple and old enough to be called ancient.

Roy stared at it, his eyes became deep.

seal bottle

A powerful elemental creature was once sealed in the bottle, and a long time had passed since the creature escaped, but there was still some magical energy left in the bottle.

...

A powerful elemental creature with residual magic.

Roy couldn't help constricting his pupils, his breathing was slightly hot, could he mean—

"I insist that this is the chamber pot left by which mage." Lambert put his arms around his chest and said nonsense in a serious manner, "Although after many years, the magic element remains with the urine he expelled into the pot. So It will cause the pendant to vibrate.”

"Maybe this spellcaster is the murderer behind the scenes."

"Stop your vulgar jokes!" Geralt crouched down abruptly, picked up a brass cap from the amphora, wiped off the dust, revealing a broken cross and a nine-pointed star on it, the same as the one he remembered. Things are exactly the same.

He confirmed his guess.

He couldn't help seeing things and thinking about people, and his cold cheeks showed a hint of warmth, and then turned to sadness - he and Yennefer first met because of this bottle.

It's a pity that the sweet time is gone, and the happiness of the past highlights the loneliness of today.

"I recognize this bottle,

I once saw one in Limbu, Redania. "

"Dude, why are you looking so exaggerated? Don't tell me it's a magic bottle," Lambert glanced at the glass jar again, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his chest and declared in a deliberately bold voice, "There's an elf living in it. , he will fulfill all our wishes. Don't confuse fairy tales with reality."

"You are right, but the wish is limited to three, and it can only be made by the person who opened the brass bottle cap at that time. There are still very big restrictions on wishes."

"What wish? Why did you suddenly start talking?" Not far away, Cohen and Geron entered the basement down the stairs.

"We found a magic bottle that sealed Dijing." Geralt raised his voice and rubbed the bottle in his palm. "It's a pity that the spirit in the bottle is no longer there."

"Dijing?"

This time everyone looked solemn, and even Lambert put away his hippie smile.

He didn't believe in the so-called magic lamp spirit, but as a witcher, he had heard of Dijing's famous name——

There are different dimensions in the world, and between the dimensions are the four major layers—fire, water, earth, and air.

Some witchers or wizards with extraordinary ability to meditate can approach these four realms in the form of a spiritual body or an out-of-body soul through meditation.

Every realm is inhabited by elemental spirits with powerful power, and this so-called Di spirit is the air spirit, and the remaining three are fire monsters, water spirits, and earth spirits.

Fire giants can help people destroy themselves or destroy others, water fairies can call for wind and rain, and land spirits can move mountains and reclaim the sea as if they were easy.

There have been many warlocks who wanted to capture the Dijing, because once the Dijing was enslaved, they could use it as a medium to directly extract the pure elemental power from the realm, greatly improving their own magical power, but the Dijing was so powerful that it almost No one managed to catch them.

How strong is Dijing's power? It is like air everywhere, and it is rumored that it is omnipotent and can fulfill any wish.

"It sounds incredible," Geralt's eyes flashed with memory, "but twelve years ago, in 1251, Yaskel (Dandrian) and I caught such a pot while fishing outside Limbu. ."

"Wait?" Cohen swallowed, "You mean, you caught the 'Three Wishes'?"

"Geralt, admit it." Lambert envy and jealous, "You are the illegitimate child of the goddess of luck!"

The piercing gazes of several demon hunters were pinned to the white wolf, and he could only smile bitterly.

"As a matter of fact, Yaskel and I didn't even know about the three wishes at the time, and then we suddenly woke up." He paused, and tightened his grip on the bottle cap, as if doing so, he would Can relive the past.

"There is no rush to find the whereabouts of Master Elan at this time. If you still treat us as brothers, tell us honestly!" Lambert urged with a bad expression, "What wish did you make?"

"I feel that this bottle is an important clue," Aiden nodded. "The more detailed information about its background and function, the better."

"Well, it's all boring past events, and I didn't plan to hide them. The first wish I made at the time was to let Di Jing go home and do himself."

The five people couldn't help being stunned, and they all showed expressions of admiration.

"Dude, didn't the omnipotent Dijing blow you up?" Lesotho asked with a bald head.

"I was holding the brass bottle cap, I was the wisher, and it couldn't hurt me because of the rules. And the words I yelled at it were an exorcism spell that a priestess taught me... only Said it was all by accident."

"It turns out that it can't achieve this wish, and Di Jing can't 'do yourself'."

Jielon shook his head, a trace of jealousy flashed in his indigo pupils, "If it was my first wish..."

Imaginings arose in everyone's mind.

Money, power, beauty, for the Brotherhood, the children of the Gawain family...

Geralt glanced at everyone's dazed faces, and continued, "Second wish, I let it burst a guard's head. At that time, I still didn't realize that I was a wisher, and I said something angry, I didn't expect it. Dijing made it a reality."

"Looks like fate played a joke on you. It lifted you to the sky and let you fall from the clouds." Lambert's face hurt, as if it was himself who made the wish, "two wishes were wasted all at once. "

"If it's me, I can be mad at me!"

"Cough, the third wish is also my only wish to be fulfilled, but it is related to personal privacy, so let's stop here." White Wolf looked reluctant.

"I saw your third wish..." Roy suddenly gave Geralt a mysterious smile and made a mouth shape - Yennefer.

The white wolf's expression changed immediately, and he hurriedly grabbed Roy's arm, the dark cat pupil flashed a stern warning,

"Dude, don't use your abilities to hide your privacy!"

"Geralt, it's boring for you to do this, right?" Lambert put his arms around White Wolf's shoulders, "It's so hard to reveal some privacy in a relationship between life and death! Did I hide my scandal?"

"No!" The gray hair shook behind Geralt's head.

Lambert's face darkened.

"Forget it, I'll let you go." Roy smiled. In fact, Geralt's third wish was the beginning of his relationship with Yennefer.

At that time, in order to restore fertility, Yennefer set up a magic circle in the urban area of ​​Linbu, preparing to capture Dijing and make a wish.

It happened to bump into Geralt who was holding the wishing bottle cap.

Thunder and fire.

Geralt was bewitched by Yennefer's alluring appearance, and fell in love at first sight.

Lengtouqing, like a stupefied figure, unconsciously became her puppet.

But later Yennefer and Dijing fought, and Dijing's surging magic power almost destroyed half of the city of Linbu.

Leaf life is hanging by a thread,

To protect her from Dijing.

Geralt used the third wish to entangle Ye and his own destiny as a wisher forever, so that Dijing could no longer hurt the sorceress and disappeared without a trace.

The bond has since arisen, and the witcher and the sorceress have had fun in the ruins made by Dijing.

In the next ten years, it has been divided and closed, and love and hate have been entangled.

...

"Then don't mention the third wish," Letso said. "It's no coincidence that the magic bottle appeared in the castle. There must be some connection between it and Ellen."

"Elan is here to find the magic bottle, or the manipulator behind him? Who made the three wishes with the magic bottle, it is not known for the time being."

"Don't forget the dog tag inside this bug monster." Roy clapped his hands, and lay the brass bottle cap and the dog tag in his palm.

What does that monster, the sealed bottle, have anything to do with Ellen?

Everyone looked at two things, but the information was still too limited, and they couldn't think of a reason for a long time.

"I have a question, brothers," Lambert said suddenly, asking a mind-blowing question, "Since Dijing is so powerful, who can seal it in a bottle, God?"

"If it wasn't for God," Geralt recalled the scene of the battle between Yennefer and Dijing, "it must be one of the most powerful mages in the world. So, let Roy go back and ask Coral or the Kalkstein."

"Um."

"Pause the discussion, everyone, come with us this way..." Cohen walked towards the stairs, "Jeron and I found a strange mural in another tower, maybe it is related to Grandmaster Elan, you should take a look ."