Under the heavy rain, everything is in jeopardy.

Triss sat at the table, looking at the people arguing in front of her, frowning slightly. There was a hint of fatigue, anxiety and worry between her brows.

Triss Merigold is a warlock from Mapori who has lived in Nogrim for some time. Unfortunately, with the witch hunt and the rise of the Church of the Eternal Flame, warlocks and spellcasters have had to flee or hide. Triss is no exception. As a powerful sorceress, she is the first on the witch hunter's bounty list. Under the pursuit of the Eternal Flame and the witch hunters, Triss also hides.

She had originally thought of gathering the remaining spellcasters and leaving here for Kovir together, but everything that happened not long ago completely disrupted her plan.

With the appearance of the Fire Giants, the entire Church of Eternal Fire underwent a great purge. Those witch hunters who had tortured wizards and warlocks were arrested and then executed... Not only that, even the top leaders of the Church of Eternal Fire and the king who manipulated the hunting of spellcasters were eliminated.

This series of absurd things happened at a speed that Triss could not understand at all, and even shook her three views.

Are there really gods in this world? Do gods really take action? Is the 100-meter-tall flaming giant that appeared on the altar really the incarnation of gods?

But what made Triss even more unbelievable was that Ciri...actually became the messenger of the Church of Eternal Fire?

That little girl?

Triss knew Ciri. In fact, she had a complicated relationship with Ciri's father, the white-haired demon hunter Geralt. She also took care of Ciri for a period of time in Kaer Morhen. The two were like sisters. But Triss couldn't understand why Ciri became the messenger of the Fire Lord inexplicably.

But now, what gives Triss the most headache are the spellcasters here.

After the changes in the Church of the Eternal Flame, the spellcasters she had summoned also had differences. Some people thought that since the Eternal Flame had given up its original claim, and those torturers and blood-guilty guys had been executed, it might be a good choice to continue staying here. After all, Novigrad was still the largest free city in the North and a city of wealth. If it weren't for the persecution, the living conditions here would still be very good for the mages.

But some people think that staying here will only repeat the same mistakes. After all, many mages came to Novigrad because they were persecuted. As you can see, a year ago, the guards here would salute them, but a year later, they treated these mages as objects that could be slaughtered at will. In this case, staying in Novigrad is not a good choice. They think it is best to take this opportunity to escape from Novigrad.

Triss herself was also undecided. What she wanted to do most was to meet Ciri and find out what was going on. She didn't think that Ciri would take the initiative to be a messenger of God given her personality. Could it be that there was some other secret? Or was it, as other warlocks said, a trap set for them?

But so many high-ranking members of the Church of the Eternal Fire were executed for a trap, and even the king of the Northern Kingdom was killed... This trap was a bit too exaggerated.

Triss also went to the Church of the Eternal Fire to see Ciri, but was told that the angel was not there - he always liked to wander around the streets, which was very similar to her adoptive father.

Where on earth is Ciri?

Triss now has a lot of questions in her mind that she wants to ask her, including how she is now, why she became the messenger of the Church of Eternal Fire, and what happened to the flame giant that appeared before...

Moreover, due to the death of Radovid V, the Eternal Flame Sect has now become the core banner of the North's fight against the Nilfgaard Empire. Even the army of the Kingdom of Redania has come to join them, trying to obtain the protection of the Fire King to fight against the invasion of Nilfgaard.

However, the Church of the Eternal Flame seems to have completely ignored these issues and has been concentrating on internal cleansing. So what exactly are they thinking? Will the Eternal Flame raise the banner of the Kingdom of Redania and fight against the Nilfgaardian Empire? Or will they just surrender?

It's a turbulent time.

Thinking of this, Triss sighed and looked out the window.

The rainstorm has stopped.

As the dark clouds dispersed, a ray of sunlight emerged from between the clouds, passed through the window, and shone on the messy bed. The girl mumbled, then slowly opened her eyes, and then she stretched out her snow-white arms and hugged the man beside her.

"Hey, you awake?"

Fang Zheng put down the book in his hand and looked at Miao Jie.

"Um...Mr. Fang Zheng, what are you looking at?"

"I have to say it's quite interesting to read some records about this world. It seems that the persecution of non-human races and witches by the northerners is not groundless... Hmm... Although in the first place, both sides should be punished..."

Fang Zheng put down the history book in his hand, stroked Miao Jie's soft hair, and murmured to himself. Through the records, Fang Zheng found that the biggest reason why the Northland launched a persecution against warlocks and spellcasters was the death of the King of Temeria - as one of the kings of the North, he was killed by a demon hunter assassin disguised as a monk, and later found out that all this was inextricably linked to the Warlock Gathering.

This is why Radovid V launched a witch hunt and hunted spellcasters. These guys not only possess extraordinary powers, but also try to use this power to influence and control the rulers... This would never be tolerated no matter what era it is.

If those sorcerers had simply explored the mysteries honestly and served the ruling class instead of dreaming of using their power to manipulate the political situation, they probably wouldn't have become like rats, being chased by everyone.

Of course, only a small number of people implemented the plan, and most of the spellcasters were just innocent victims. However, there is also the saying that a single bad apple spoils the whole barrel.

Forget it, let’s not talk about this.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng shook his head, withdrew his thoughts, and looked at Miao Jie beside him.

"How does it feel?"

“Woo…”

Hearing Fang Zheng's question, Miao Jie blushed and lowered her head to bury herself in his arms.

"Mr. Fang Zheng, you are so mean to ask me such a question... You tortured me so much last night that I almost died!"

"It's you who's holding me tightly, huh?"

Fang Zheng reached out, gently stroked Miao Jie's cheek, and then gave her a light kiss.

"Okay, pack up and we should get on the road."

"OK."

Miao Jie was not surprised to hear Fang Zheng's answer, but nodded. Neither party dwelled too much on what happened last night, for a simple reason: both Fang Zheng and Miao Jie knew very well what it meant.

And more importantly... there's still plenty of time.

Just like now.

"Mr. Fang Zheng, you are really skilled. How many girls have you held in your arms?"

"Yesterday's experience was really amazing. Several times I felt my brain go blank, as if I had forgotten everything. I never expected it to be such an amazing thing. I finally understand why so many people are addicted to it."

“Are other people behaving like me?”

Riding on the horse, Fang Zheng had to face countless questions from Miao Jie along the way. He only realized now that this girl named Miao Jie was indeed a very difficult person. She was like a mixture of Kuang San and Xiao Hei. On the one hand, she was very elegant, quiet and virtuous. But on the other hand, like Xiao Hei, she was not afraid to talk about the things between her and her brother.

If it were someone else who had done this, even if they were interested, they would only come to Fang Zheng secretly. But this was also normal, after all, everyone has a sense of shame.

However, Miaojie acted as if what she was experiencing was not a major life event, but a hobby like golf or bowling. After getting a taste of it, she showed great enthusiasm and enthusiasm for research.

To be honest, if it weren't for what she said, just looking at her expression, ordinary people would probably think that this noble lady was talking about interests like flower arrangement and tea art.

If it were any other man, he would have been dizzy facing Miao Jie's direct offensive, but Fang Zheng was not afraid at all. It was just driving, and no Mercedes could outdrive an 86. Just go ahead and drive it!

Of course, Fang Zheng would not talk about things that concern other people's privacy, but apart from that, he naturally faced Miao Jie head-on and had a direct confrontation.

So along the way, the two of them had a variety of theoretical discussions on this matter, and agreed to fight again on another day...

Then we arrived at our destination.

“Here…”

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fang Zheng couldn't help but frown. In front of them was an abandoned tower, and around it were not-too-high hillsides.

"That's right, Mr. Fang Zheng, look, isn't the environment here very good? It's backed by mountains and faces the water, with the blue sea in front of you. The surrounding environment is also very good, quiet and deserted, and there's a stream next to it..."

"Well, the location is pretty good, but it doesn't have that feeling."

"Feel?"

"Yeah, it still feels a little off."

Fang Zheng looked at the mountains in front of him and couldn't help curling his lips. Indeed, if Miao Jie's plan was implemented, the geographical conditions here would be very sufficient. But in Fang Zheng's opinion, it still lacked a bit of atmosphere. After all, the hidden sects in many martial arts novels are all located between high mountains or on the top of high mountains.

Although it is said that a mountain is not high, but if there are immortals, it is magical. But if it is a little higher, wouldn't it look like a hidden sect? Why is it built here, giving people the feeling of being the king of the mountain...

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng also clapped his hands.

It’s just adjusting the terrain, I can do it myself.

After all, if you work hard yourself, you will have enough food and clothing.