Early in the morning, on the fourth floor of the Mage Tower, the restaurant in the living area.

Geralt forked up a fried egg and put it into his mouth.

The witch hunter was still a little sleepy, but Yennifah, opposite the long table, had a red face and was looking at him with a smile.

The white wolf also squeezed out a smile and continued to chew the food in his mouth.

Yennefa was more energetic than before.

This also directly led to them getting up a little late today.

On the long table beside the wall is decorated with exquisite Nifgaard breakfast, white bread, herring soup, nut traps, and vanilla pudding.

Most of the residents in the Mage Tower had finished their breakfast, and the restaurant was empty, and the waiters on the side were packing up their plates and dumping the remaining leftovers.

The witch hunter looked around. There were five long brown wooden tables in the restaurant. The whole room had been transformed into a typical Nifgaard style. If it weren't for the black-bottomed sun flag on the wall, he would probably think he was in the Royal Nifgaard Restaurant.

Geralt visually predicts that this restaurant can accommodate more than 100 people to eat at the same time, but this is far from the largest restaurant in the Mage Tower. He has been to the banquet area on the third floor of the Mage Tower before, where the central hall can accommodate thousands of people to hold banquets, but it is still under renovation.

"Can I sit here?"

Perhaps because the other party's steps were too light, the sensitive witch hunter did not notice that someone had come to his side at all.

The man bowed slightly and sat next to the witch hunter, "Gerald of Livia, Ms. Yennefa of Wengerburg, has long been famous."

"Hello." Geralt swallowed the pie in his mouth: "I thought you wouldn't eat these ordinary things."

The witch hunter could tell at a glance that this man was a high-level vampire.

Although this creature is generally regarded as an extremely dangerous creature, Geralt is not very wary of them.

After all, he himself has a high-level vampire friend, Regis. Compared with most humans Geralt has seen, Regis, as a vampire, has much more "human nature".

The man's beard raised slightly, and he smiled: "Forgot to introduce himself, Baron Rocad of Metina."

He cut a piece of pudding with a knife and fork and put it in his mouth, with a standard and elegant posture: "I have eaten it for decades and have become accustomed to it..."

Although vampires have a digestive system, they do not need to eat. They will only eat and drink wine simply for the sake of enjoying the delicious food.

"I didn't expect that even Metti would have vampires..." Yennaffa smiled and said, "I think Enhill is the real Shadow Elder."

Metina is a province of Nifgaard.

Since the Shadow Elder was recruited by Zach, a large number of high-level vampires responded to its summons, gave up their disguised identities and gathered with their own patriarchs.

It was not until this time that humans suddenly discovered how far their society and regime were infiltrated by high-level vampires.

Not to mention the folk, many of the high-ranking officials of Niphragard and even the nobles with titles turned out to be high-ranking vampires.

No wonder Yennefa sarcastically said that Enhill was the Shadow Elder who commanded the vampires.

The sorcerer's joke was a bit too much, but the Baron seemed to careless: "Ms. Yennefa is so humorous..." He ate another pudding: "But His Majesty Eunshire is definitely considered a great human monarch."

After chatting casually for a few words, Geralt suddenly asked, "Baron Roccad, do you know where Regis went?"

"Just call me Roccard..." He frowned and shook his head: "I haven't heard from him for a long time. Maybe I've been hiding in some remote village."

The witch hunter sighed helplessly.

At the end of the vampire turmoil that happened a year ago in Towsent, although Geralt and others repelled the attacks of a large number of low-level vampires, they were still helpless against the mastermind behind the scenes - the high-level vampire Dilaf.

High-level vampires come and go without a trace, immortal and can slowly recover even if they are burned to ashes.

The witch hunter's methods are helpless, and the only ones who can completely kill high-level vampires are theirs.

In desperation, Regis still stood on the side of "humanity" and had to kill Dilaf, who had already started a complete war with humans.

The mutual destruction of the same clan also made him commit a serious crime, causing him to be exiled and hunted by all high-level vampires.

"No news is good news..." Roccard said with a smile: "If Regis is dead, I must have heard the news now."

Geral nodded, but was a little confused. The high-level vampire in front of him seemed to have no obvious hostility towards Regill in his words.

Perhaps seeing the question in White Wolf's heart, the Baron continued: "Yes, I really have no hostility towards Regis, and I can't even say I hate it."

He took a sip of the soup: "Of course, if he appears in front of me, I have no choice but to go to war with him. But most high-level vampires, including me, will not take the initiative to chase him."

The man gracefully cut a piece of pudding: "Except for some dead-minded clans,"

"Clan?" Yennafa asked curiously.

"It is the earliest vampires who came from the door..." Baron Roccard said slowly: "Most of them are still holding those ancient creeds."

"So you were born in this world." Geralt knew that Regis was born on this continent.

"Yes, I was born in Nifgad..." The man looked around and seemed to be still amazed at the building he was in: "And now most of the vampires in this tower are born in the new race of this world."

Geral nodded in a trait. He had a good impression of the "cross" that the baron said.

During this period, a large number of high-level vampires gathered near the Mage Tower, most of whom looked the same as ordinary people, but some of them could still be seen.

They are thinner and have less hair than humans.

Rather than being like a human, it is more like a shadow elder's appearance.

Moreover, they are eccentric and have a bad temper, and it is difficult for them to get along with humans.

There were also many vampires injured people on the construction sites around the Mage Tower and in nearby towns, which once caused panic.

Zach resolutely refused their request to follow the Shadow Elder into the Mage Tower, and the two sides almost broke out in a conflict.

But the shadow elder eventually followed the black-haired mage's request to order the vampires to return.

Thinking of this, Geralt chuckled, and the shriveled vampire has become much more honest since she came back from confronting Master Mirror.

"Those old antiques were suffocating their brains in the deep mountains and forests." A female voice came from the side.

Several people looked in the sound and saw a beautiful lady walking into the restaurant.

Her blood-red curly hair was scattered on her snow-white shoulders, like a blazing flame ignited on the snow in winter.

The blood-red short skirt is curved under the curvaceous lines, and the two zigzags connected to the chest are pulled straight, as if they will be tense and disconnected in the next moment.

"I heard someone mentioned Regis's name just now..." The red-haired woman walked over.

"Vivian, how could you be here?" Baron Roccard recognized the woman.

"Not sucking blood is nothing..." He walked to the witch hunter and showed a charming smile: "Geralt, is anyone sitting by your side?"

Bai Lang was a little dazed at this time, and he also knew the woman.

"Geralt?" the woman asked again.

"Oh, no..." Geralt nodded.

Realizing that he was out of control, he hurriedly looked at Yennefa opposite the table, and found that the sorcerer was squinting his eyes at him, and then smiled at the red-haired woman: "You two know each other?"

"Hello, Yennefa of Wengerburg..." The woman lifted her red hair on her shoulders and said expressionlessly: "Gerald had saved my life in Vigima before. And Regis is my lover."

Yennifar looked at Geralt with his expression as if saying, ‘That’s it?’

Geralt shrugged: ‘That’s it!’

Seeing Yen Naifa lowering his head and continuing to eat breakfast, Bai Lang felt relieved.

Of course things are not just that.

Compared to "Vivian", he is more familiar with the other name of the high-level vampire around him - the Queen of Night.

She once runs a romantic shop called the Night Queen's House in Vigima, the capital of Temolia. The women in it are all vampire banshees.

They don't kill people, but after a night they will absorb an additional amount of blood in addition to the expenses as compensation for their services.

Geralt naturally visited there and spent a "four-person night" with three vampire banshees.

I wanted to never meet again after that, but I didn't expect the boss lady to come here too.

This mage tower is like a huge vortex, bringing together all the big figures in this world.
Chapter completed!