Chapter 173 Accidentally entered the celestial intersection?
Soi was silent.

Vera stood opposite, staring at him quietly.

For a moment, the only sound in the courtyard was the rustling of grass and trees in the spring breeze.

I do not know how long it has been.

A long and lonely sigh was heard.

"I know, Vera, I know..."

The sorceress felt a little sad when she saw Soi drooping his head.

More than forty years ago.

Her relationship with Soyi was still going fine.

Although they are not together most of the time, the lovebirds bring them closer together.

He would tell her everything.

So she knew everything about him.

She knew that forty years ago, he had saved a mother and child from the claws and fangs of ghouls and demons in Ard Kalai.

The identities of the mother and son were only known afterwards.

The king had just died, and ambitious people persecuted orphans and widows by any means necessary.

As a man of neutrality, he naturally would not interfere in a country's political affairs, but he introduced many upright knights, nobles and even wizards to the mother and son.

Thus, mother and son firmly sat on the highest position in the kingdom.

In return, he gained the goodwill of the land of Kaedwen.

Countless legendary poems are sung in the taverns of this land, about kingmakers, dragon slayers, demon hunters...

No one, noble or common, did not respect him... at least on the surface.

His school also prospered because of its ability to slay demons and eliminate evil, and won the kingdom's praise and a large annual gift.

Although……

His help was not for profit or fame.

It was merely the sympathy of a knight who was still alive and didn't want to see anyone bullying the weak.

Thirty years ago.

The mother ages and the child grows up.

During those years, Vera often heard him say in his lovebirds that he was a determined and ambitious young king.

He made a promise with the king to eliminate the monsters that harm people in the kingdom.

Let the king's people walk, farm, and do business openly on their land...

In this way, he led the school through nearly ten years of hard work...

He did what he promised.

So he was also abandoned.

The young king became a middle-aged king, and his once innocent but ardent ambitions became ambitious, dirty and bloody.

At some point he began to prefer the land to the people on it, wealth to the people who created it, war to peace.

His appetite grew bigger and bigger, his body became fatter and fatter, and his desire became increasingly difficult to satisfy.

Until one day, he wanted him to become a soldier, a general, and the sharpest sword in the hands of the king.

Naturally, the two went their separate ways.

And until now.

Not only has he been abandoned, he will be eradicated.

The child he once saved raised the first sword to stab him and his beloved school.

Vera sighed and looked at Soi, who had his head lowered and his face obscured by shadows.

He had behaved like this when he was a child, after being scolded by the Duke or Duchess.

With his head lowered and no word spoken, the little person sat on the stone steps in the corner of the castle.

After hesitating for a moment, Vera stepped forward gently, wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her head in his chest, and said:
"It's okay, Soi."

"You still have Ailin, you still have..."

"……I."

Before she finished her words, she felt Soi's body tremble and seemed to relax a little.

"Wei, do I really still have you?"

She nodded: "Yes, ..."

After a pause, she looked up at Suo Yi and saw that he was in much better spirits. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart:
As expected, no matter how old he is, he is still the little boy who shrinks back when faced with sad things.

A simple hug can heal everything.

Before Soi's arms reached over her, the sorceress, as if she had calculated everything, escaped from his embrace in advance like a light butterfly.

She chuckled and said:

"...When we find Aelin and successfully get through the difficulties in Kaer Morhen that he dreamed of, you will have it!"

After being stunned for a moment, Suo Yi also laughed.

He glanced over to where the King was, then stared back into her dark red eyes.

To him, it was the most dazzling gem in the world.

After clearing the distracting thoughts from his mind, he sighed deeply and said:

"Ah~"

"Then we'll have to wait a long time... a very long, long time..."

……

"Eh~"

Looking at the seemingly ambiguous orchard in front of him, Ailin sighed and carefully put the amulet of the goddess Meliteli back into his leather armor.

The matter of the evil god and the goddess Meliteli can only be considered after the apprentice competition.

The most important thing now is to figure out where you are and whether you can complete the commission from the red-haired elf Ada Emin.

After putting the amulet away, Ailin suddenly realized that Francesca seemed to have not spoken for a long time.

So he turned his head and looked over.

In the room filled with the fragrance of herbs, "Valley Daisy" lowered her head and slightly frowned, as if she was hesitant and confused.

"What's wrong, Francesca?"

"What are you thinking?"

Ailin asked curiously.

The elf raised his head, carefully observed his surroundings, hesitated for a few seconds, and then said:
"Alin, there's something wrong with this place!"

"Short-distance teleportation has a limited range. The magic power I sent is only enough to send us about 200 meters away..."

When Ailin heard Francesca's words, he raised his eyebrows and asked:

"what do you mean?"

Francesca took a deep breath and said seriously:

"Yes, although due to the overdrawn spirit, the short-distance teleportation has become... um... random teleportation as you said..."

"But regardless of whether you have overdrawn your spirit or not, or whether you have determined the direction or not, short-distance teleportation is still short-distance teleportation, so..."

"So it's almost impossible for us to leave the cave."

Impossible to leave the cave?

Ailin looked up at the sky.

Lazy clouds lie on the blue bed, and the early spring sun spreads warm golden light to the world.

Apparently, above Ailin and Francesca's heads, there was no dark rock wall, but a warm spring sky.

However, he did not refute Francesca because of the blue sky and white clouds above his head.

Not only because of her identity as an elven sorceress, but also because this was another Hundred Fruit Garden that was similar to the impression in his mind, but completely different. Besides, Ailin was not an ordinary demon hunter who was born and raised in this place and had no experience.

From the original novel and the game, he knew that there were many situations in the Demon Hunter world that could cause this phenomenon.

Seeing Ailin looking up at the sky, Francesca thought he didn't believe it, so she explained hurriedly:
"Alin, I know this may be hard to accept, but your eyes may deceive you, but magic cannot. I can feel my mental strength being mobilized..."

"I believe you, Francesca," said Aelin.

"Alin, I really didn't lie to you this time...what...what did you say?"

Halfway through her words, Francesca suddenly realized that the witcher was not denying but agreeing with his point of view, and she asked in surprise with her mouth slightly opened.

"I said, I trust your judgment."

"You are a professional sorceress and spells are your specialty, so I trust your judgement."

Although Ailin believed that the main reason for the judgment was not Francesca.

However, this does not prevent him from improving his favorability a little and increasing the future Elf Queen's favor towards the Witcher.

after all.

His main purpose in accepting the red-haired elf's commission was to provide external assistance to Kaer Mohen.

Aida Emin may represent the present of the elves, but Francesca can completely represent the future of the elves.

After looking at the blush on Francesca's cheeks due to surprise and secretly sighing that he was worrying about the future of Wolf School, Ailin asked seriously:
"So what do you think is going on here?"

Daisy of the Valley touched her hot cheeks, her heart warmed, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously. It took her a while to adjust herself, and she said:

"The most likely possibility is an illusion, but the magic power required may be very huge..."

Illusion?

Ailin moved his mind and connected to the Mirage Pearl.

The scene before my eyes suddenly became unreal, and even the sunlight turned into a cold tone.

"It's actually an illusion!"

Ailin exclaimed in his heart.

"Secondly, we may have been pulled into the dream of a monster or wizard..."

Francesca was still counting on her fingers, carefully counting the possibilities.

Ailin has begun to look at the reality behind this illusion.

The house in front of me is fake.

In Mirage Pearl's vision, there was only a stone platform within the area defined by the house, and that was where he had once slept.

Although in the game we have witnessed the fairy tale kingdom created by the illusion master Artorios Vigo for the two princesses of Toussaint.

But games are games, and they are only experienced with vision and hearing.

The reality is different.

The dusty, desolate and dilapidated slate floor contrasts sharply with the translucent wooden house filled with various herbs and flowers.

Despite the strong herbal fragrance that could be smelled in her nose, there was nothing in Mirage Pearl's view.

Exquisite illusion!
The illusion did more than just deceive his eyes.

If it weren't for the Mirage Pearl, all his five senses would be immersed in this illusion-created fruit garden, without any sense of incongruity.

The only regret is that the range of the Mirage Pearl's ability to see through illusions is limited, and it can only see a radius of about ten meters around the body.

More than ten meters away is a leisurely village scenery with hundreds of orchards under the bright sunshine of early spring.

wrong!

Ailin suddenly noticed something unusual.

He saw the bandage he had just changed on the ground.

This bandage is not an illusion!
and so……

"at last……"

Francesca's solemn voice interrupted his thoughts.

After taking a deep breath, she said seriously with her delicate face:
"Finally, we may have been noticed by the goddess of misfortune during the teleportation three days ago, and accidentally entered the intersection of the celestial spheres and were teleported to other worlds..."

I didn't notice it when I couldn't see his expression because I had the mask on.

A girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old, pretending to be mature and serious, looks quite funny.

When Ailin saw this scene, the corners of his mouth curled up subconsciously.

and many more!

I am only fourteen years old in this body!
Do Vesemir and the others also think of me in the same way when I speak seriously?

Thinking of this, Ailin suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

Francesca noticed the witcher's strange expression and thought that he was frightened by the possibility that he had been mistakenly transported into another world due to the intersection of the celestial spheres and would have difficulty returning home.

After another wave of guilt, she suppressed her fear of never seeing her loved ones again and comforted them:

"Ai... Ailin, the intersection of the celestial spheres is the possibility with the lowest probability..."

"There hasn't been a celestial conjunction in this world for hundreds of years."

"My father... my father once told me that due to some accidents, the passage from this world to other worlds has been blocked."

"Even our cousins ​​of the Ain Sheedi clan, the 'Alder People' who are said to have the ability to travel through the world, the Ain El clan, seem to have not appeared in this world for a long time because of this..."

"What are some accidents?" Ailin interrupted with a serious expression.

Of course he knew that apart from the few times Ailin had actively or passively caused them, there hadn't been a celestial intersection in this world for a long time.

But the passage to other worlds is blocked?
Is this in the original book or in the game?
There is also the Ain El clan, also known as the "Wild Hunt". These characters are the big bosses in both the original work and the game. How can they just disappear?
Is this another discrepancy between the real world and the worlds in our memories?
Or has something major happened in this world between now and the beginning of the original novel a hundred years later, causing the "Alder People" to reappear in this world?
Francesca was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Aelin to be interested in this question.

She frowned and thought for a while, then shook her head and said:
"My father didn't tell me."

Aelin sighed regretfully.

Yes, how could the elven sage tell such a big thing to the underage elf?

"However, if you want to know, you can ask my father when I go back and he will tell you." The moving sound of a dripping spring in the empty valley rang out.

Ailin looked in the direction of the voice and saw Francesca looking at him with eyes full of guilt.

"Thank you, Francesca."

"You're welcome. Just consider it as a small apology for putting me in danger."

Francesca bowed her head:
"It's just that we don't know how to get out of here yet. If we really have entered the intersection of the celestial spheres by mistake... maybe I can't even give you this little apology..."

"It's not the intersection of the celestial spheres!"

Aelin suddenly interrupted Francesca.

Daisy of the Valley thought the witcher was comforting her, so she smiled and nodded, "Well, it must not be the conjunction of the celestial spheres!"

"I'm serious. No one in this world knows more about the intersection of celestial spheres than me!" Ailin walked into the "house".

"what?"

Francesca couldn't understand what the witcher was talking about and tilted her head in confusion.

Aelin had no intention of explaining in detail.

After entering the room, he bent down and picked up the bandage that had just been changed from the ground.

"Besides, I may have found a way to leave here..."

Ailin paused suddenly and held up the bandage stained with dark red blood:

"No, maybe we can find our respective targets and then leave safely."

"what?"

She could understand every word that Aelin said, but she didn't understand the meaning of his words when put together.

Didn’t he just wake up not long ago?

Where is the time to find a way to leave here?
Could it be that the person lying in bed unconscious for three days was not the witcher, but me?
Francesca was a little confused: "What is the target you are talking about?"

"My human couple, your elf!"

(End of this chapter)