Silver-haired Xili appeared out of thin air in front of the city wall, as if blown by the wind from the field filled with bones and shipwrecks, without warning.

The first person who noticed her was the sentry standing guard at the city gate.

Before that, the shrill cries of jackdaws made them alert.

Upon discovering the uninvited guest, the sentry immediately made a gesture and loudly called to other companions.

Seeing this, Xili just smiled contemptuously, and then walked towards the city gate step by step while maintaining a calm pace.

By the time she came to the city gate, a large group of people had gathered there.

Everyone looked at her, including a few people who knew or had seen her. For example, Polias, who chased her on the ice but survived in the end...

Except for a few people, these mercenaries and bandits hired by "Gray Owl" Stephen Skellen from Ebbing and surrounding areas all looked at this man riding a black mare with surprised eyes.

A silver-haired girl with a sword on her back and scars on her face.

Pulling the reins to make Kelby stop, Xili looked down at the crowd and said in a deep voice:

"Take me to the owner of the castle."

They seemed to be intimidated by the girl's aura, and everyone didn't know what to do.

Only Polias stepped forward, helped hold the saddle, and stretched out his hand to help Ciri jump off the horse.

Seeing this, the others woke up from a dream and stepped forward to hold the agitated black mare.

"Little girl, do you still remember me?"

Compared with the last time they met, Polias found that the girl seemed to have grown up a lot, her face was more mature, and she was a little taller.

Especially those green eyes, which seemed to have no fear or doubt anymore, and were filled with courage and determination.

Hearing this, Xili paused, looked at the man who reached out to her, and asked:

"Where?"

"On the ice."

She looked directly into the man's eyes, and then said expressionlessly: "I didn't pay attention to your looks at the time."

"Child, why are you here?"

"Why? For Yennefer and my destiny."

"You are going to die." Looking at the girl, the man whispered: "This is Stiga Castle, and it is full of bastards who want to use you or kill you. If I were you, I would run away quickly and take advantage of the opportunity.

There's still time."

Xili just glanced at him, and the man understood the meaning in her eyes.

At this time, the emperor's chief coroner, Stephen Skellen, appeared.

He just stared at the girl for a long time, then waved vigorously, gesturing for her to follow him.

Xili followed him without saying a word, and the heavily armed mercenaries surrounded her in the center.

Watching this scene go away, Polias shook his head, "What a strange girl..."

"Fortunately, we don't need to worry about her." The companion who also survived on the ice couldn't help but said: "It's surprising that you are still talking to her. This witch killed Vargas, Fury

Pu and Reigns..."

"Yes, but she let us go on the ice. She could have killed us all just like crushing a few ants. We, including the gray owl..."

"Okay, you're right..." the other man spat on the ground, "Tawny Owl, Bonnet and the wizard will repay her kindness. They will skin her alive.

, little by little..."

"That's for sure, but we're not much better, because we are their subordinates."

"Do we have any other choice? No!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a mercenary suddenly cursed.

Soon, others also discovered something was wrong.

At some point, the battlements, roofs, towers, and railings all over the castle were filled with black birds.

They are like the messengers of the God of Death, arriving at the scene of death in advance, ready to face what is about to happen...

...

Following Stephen Skellen, Ciri walked without fear. She didn't seem to care at all about the fact that she broke into the enemy's base camp alone.

She said she couldn't remember the faces of the people on the frozen lake. That was a lie.

She still clearly remembered the funny look of Stephen Skellen shivering on the ice, his teeth chattering.

Therefore, when he turned back and looked at her fiercely, Shirley could still feel that he was afraid.

When she thought of this, Xili couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

She suddenly understood why Geralt always looked expressionless.

Because that is the best attitude towards all the bastards who try to pry into their inner thoughts!

Climbing the stairs, walking through aisles and corridors, they finally entered a hall filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

And Shirley also saw the person waiting for her...

With a "pop" sound, the bounty hunter Bonnet grabbed her shirt with both hands, lifted her up, and stared at Ciri with his pair of pale fish eyes:

"Hell must be terrible, otherwise you wouldn't want to come back to see me."

"Maybe Hell doesn't want you, you little beast. The Devil's Tower disliked you, so it spit you out."

With a breath full of alcohol, Bonnet pulled her closer and said vaguely:

"You are afraid. That's right. This is the focus of your journey. You can't escape. In this castle, we will drain your blood and peel off your skin one by one..."

Before he finished speaking, a magnetic voice without any emotion suddenly sounded:

"Mr. Bonnet, are you finished?"

Almost instantly, Ciri immediately recognized the voice - it was Wilgefortz!

The first time I met this warlock, he was a traitor with his hands tied in shackles; the second time they met, he defeated Geralt and Alex and followed him into the Seagull Tower.

At that time, he was very handsome and calm. But now, he has become ugly and scary.

Sitting on the throne-like chair in the center of the hall, the wizard with half of his face disfigured had no intention of getting up and just said lightly:

"Excuse me, Mr. Bonnet. Cirilla of Cintra, the descendant of Laura Doron, the granddaughter of Calanthe, and the daughter of Pavetta, is our guest. And the person who greets the guest should be Sti

I am the owner of the castle."

As Vilgefortz spoke, Bonnet very consciously let go of Ciri and roughly pushed her in front of the wizard.

"Welcome, please come closer."

Looking at the silver-haired girl in front of him, the wizard looked her up and down, then nodded slightly, "The posture is brave, but there is a trace of fear on the face."

"Your performance is commendable, but the premise is that your courage does not come from stupidity. You think you can come here and rescue the sorceress you regard as your mother..."
Chapter completed!