Chapter 90 Ogilde Ifric
Redania, Everick Manor.
Zach, Geralt, Yennefa and a middle-aged man were sitting around the living room.
The room was huge and luxurious, and it seemed to have just been renovated. There were fruits placed on the silver dining plate on the table, and several granite statues stood in a corner of the living room. You can tell at a glance that they were made by famous artists.
"Gelart, I can't give you the ritual of invocation. Although I don't know what you are going to do..." The middle-aged man sitting on the couch on the bench looked at the gorgeous scimitar on the table and said cautiously: "But you saved my life, I can't let you do this."
The man was wearing a blue-brown patterned robe, with all his brown hair combed to one side, revealing the temples on the other side, and his handsome face was quite exotic. His exposed forearms were covered with dense scars, as if he had experienced countless battles.
From time to time, he couldn't help but touch his neck, and a thrilling scar ran across it, as if his neck had been cut off and healed again.
The demon hunter sitting opposite him also had a serious face. He glanced at Yennefa on the side and found that the sorcerer was already angry, and there was almost a fire in his eyes.
Yennefa stared at the witch hunter, then glanced at the man named Ogilde Iverick next to him.
The water cup in his hand was crushed with a snap.
"Gealot, you kept hiding this big thing from me!"
She was already out of anger.
A few days ago, Zach mysteriously found Geralt. The two of them whispered for a while, and then secretly ran to Tris to open the portal.
However, the sneaky two men did not escape the sorcerer's eyes. She grabbed the two and followed them strongly.
Then a few people came to this Everick Manor.
After some talks, Yennefa finally figured out what Zach and Geralt were doing.
She suddenly remembered the mysterious scar on Geralt's face a year ago, which even she was helpless.
And the true origin of the scar, and the series of horrifying events behind it.
She only now knows what kind of danger her partner had experienced a year ago, and even almost lost her soul.
"Ye..." Geralt said apologetically, "Forgive me for being determined to do my own thing, but I can't get you into such a dangerous thing too."
He looked at Zach on the other side again and sighed helplessly.
If it weren't for the request of this black-haired mage, he would never have returned here and had anything to do with such things.
It’s not OK to ride a unicorn a hundred times.
He never wanted to see that "businessman" again.
———
A year ago, the Northern Expedition had not yet ended, and fierce fighting between the countries in the north and the south was in full swing.
Yennefa was deeply trapped in Nifgaard at the time, and Geralt, who was unaware of this, could only look for his old love all over the world like a headless fly.
While passing a small hotel in Willen, the witch hunter meets a mysterious man.
He had an ordinary appearance and claimed to be just a "businessman" and a homeless man full of dysfunction, but he directly pointed out the identity of the white wolf and the fact that he was looking for Yen Naifa, and even provided clues.
However, before Geralt thanked, the man turned around and disappeared, leaving only one sentence: "The travelers should have helped each other, and one day he would also use Geralt's arm."
Although he was full of doubts, Geralt, who was used to seeing the evil and sneaky, quickly threw this matter away.
However, some people cannot owe favors, and some accounts cannot be credited.
Not long after, Geralt saw a magic hunting mission in a tavern in Redania.
The mission aims to be a monster Geralt had never heard of—a giant toad hidden in the sewer.
Although it seems a bit ridiculous, the high reward still makes the witch hunter take on the task without hesitation.
But what happened next was completely beyond Geralt's imagination.
He almost got him into the abyss that was irreversible.
The toad was actually a cursed and transformed Prince Ofeir, and Geralt naturally became the murderer and was caught by the Ofeir who rushed to rescue the prince.
He was imprisoned in a large ship and was about to be escorted to the Kingdom of Olfier on the other side of the sea for trial.
As the murderer who killed the prince, the one who welcomed Geralt must be hanging.
In this deadly situation called Tiantian not working and Didi is unresponsive, the mysterious "merchant" appeared again in front of the witch hunter.
He proposed to help Geralt escape, but the premise was that Bailang would repay the favor after he promised.
Although it was a bit ridiculous, the desperate witch hunter still agreed to the conditions.
As expected, the mysterious man disappeared out of thin air again, and a storm came immediately.
The sea ship capsized, and Geralt was able to escape.
He came to the agreed place, and the mysterious man also appeared as promised and formally introduced himself.
His name is Gonte Odim.
Named - Master of Mirror.
He will help the down-and-out people and realize people's wishes.
But at the same time, it will also demand high rewards.
The favor that Geralt had been repayed was to go to another unlucky person to ask for long-term overdue rewards as his "debt collector".
Obviously, Geralt was not the first to sign a "contract".
And the person who has been lying to pay back the debt is the man with scars in the living room now.
Ogilde Iverick.
———
Realizing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Oujild broke the silence again.
He glanced at Zach first, wanted to speak but stopped, and said directly to Yennefa:
"Ms. Yennefa..." Ougelder's tone was polite and solemn: "I know that warlocks are happy to explore mysterious unknowns. But you now know everything Geralt and I have experienced. Improving that this is too dangerous."
The sorcerer continued to stare at Geralt in anger and pointed at Zach opposite him with his chin: "It's his idea, please ask him."
"Sir Everick, thank you for your hospitality..." The black-haired mage took the opportunity to speak, looking around at the luxuriously decorated living room: "The manor is well repaired, and the garden outside is very beautiful, especially the purple roses, which must be of great value."
"Thank you for your praise..." Oujild's face was incompatible with the scar on his forehead: "Just call me Oujild, I'm no longer a Ridanian noble."
He looked at the wall on the side of the living room, where there was a huge oil painting. In the picture was a black-haired woman, wearing black clothes, with a beautiful face, and a hint of undetectable melancholy in her eyes, which were covered with heavy eyeshadow.
The man took a sip of tea: "That is her favorite flower."
His hands holding the teacup were trembling, as if trying to hide his grief.
Geralt seemed to remember something, and remained silent.
For a moment, the sad atmosphere flooded the living room.
But the black-haired mage suddenly said, "So, you planted half a garden purple rose..."
His tone was low and cold:
"Then I feel at ease and have a clear conscience?"
Geralt looked over in amazement when he heard this.
Everick, who had been treating several people with courtesy, was also a little annoyed: "What do you mean?"
Zach's expressionless face: "You owe Gonte Odim, Geralt helped you pay it back..."
He said the name of the terrifying existence without any hesitation.
Pointing to the woman in the painting:
Chapter completed!