- This is going to be a beautiful day.
- Depends for who.
Horses ready?
- Ready, saddled.
- Still only few people.
- Don't worry, there will be more of them.
- Why won't we eat something?
- Later.
- Yeah right. I bet you'll have the time, and feel like eating.
- He's here!
- Not another step Witcher!
- Where is Renfri?
- By the tower. She's making the wizard an offer.
- So, after all. She expected this too. And so, you will be given a present... right beetwen your eyes.
- He parried it!
- What happened? He disappeared.
- Stay!
- You made a choice. Are you sure it is the right one?
- There will not be another Tridam here.
- There wouldn't be one. Stregobor jeered at me.
He said I could slaughter all of Blaviken and yet, he shall not leave the tower. Yes, I lied to you. I lied my whole life, when I needed to. Why should I make an exception for you?
- Go away from here, Renfri.
- No. This was your choice. Now time for mine.
- To no avail, white-haired. Can't hurt me this way. Only the sword.
- Go away. If we cross our blades, I... will no longer be able..
- I know. But I cannot... I cannot do otherwise.
We are what we are. You and Me.
- Don't leave Geralt. I'm.. so cold...
..So cold..
- Master Irion doesn't have time for guests.
- It's me, Geralt!
- I saw everything in the crystal. Geralt I don't want to get involved in this! This is a nasty matter Geralt!
- You are worse than Renfri. She was mad with her hatred, but she at least had her dignity.. and courage.
- You don't understand anything... Renfri burned the temple of mother Neneke. You don't have any reason to return there.
- What about Neneke? Ciri? You promised...
- Ciri is alive. Only she. I won't tell anything more!
- Where is she?!
- Go, where you were supposed to. Ciri is alive.
- Why are you going with me?
- My way is south also.
- So go.
- As you wish. But it will be safer if we travel together.
- You won't be safe, where I'm going.
Death travels behind me. And I won't avoid it.
It won't be the same anymore Jaskier.
- I know it's hard for you.
You don't have to be always alone.
It's late, I have some ram meat.
We have to sleep somewhere here.
- Were you at the marketplace? Did you see it?
- I did.
- And ?
- I don't understand much. The people were stirred. Nobody knows what was going on. Some say, you've gone mad. Others say, that Stregobor cast a spell. Some wanted to chase you. You killed 7 people, without a reason... that's what they say.
Some say, you've gone mad. Others say, that Stregobor cast a spell.
Some wanted to chase you. You killed 7 people, without a reason... that's what they say.
- I saved them, but they don'teven know about it. They don't want to know the truth, as always.
Jaskier... Renfri with her bunch burned the temple of Magitele. they killed all the priests. And Neneke...
... And Ciri?
I don't know what happened to her. They say that witchers don't feel anything...
and I felt something for few people, and they are all dead, why?
- Blood for blood, that is the only justice.
. People are monsters, why am I supposed to defend them?
Better kill them.
Foul race.
- It's not always like this Geralt.
There are good and bad people.
You usually meet the evil ones on your path.
It's the path of fighting... violence and aggression.
You were forced to walk it.
But there is more... love , friendship, poetry.
They are like pearls, diamonds, they are rare and thus so valuable.
if someone is close to you, than it's worth to live.
What more can I say? I'm not worth much, but friendship doesn't have any price. It's disinterested.
Breath of Autumn makes leaves to be withered. Sense of words has gone with winter winds. So, it should be, and there's nothing can do with this even Brilliants on your eyelashes ends.
- Continue.
White of snow covers land where you lives, Lakes and bogs has been holded with ice, So, it should be, and there's nothing can do with this even Sadness conceals in your eyes.
Spring will come back with clearing rains, Heat of sun will warm up heart and soul. So? it should be, while we carries that glimmer of flame, Eternal flame, that they calls The Hope.
- I'm going to Brockilon... if you want, you can travel with me.
- You haven't got any weapon. Not even a knife. It's not safe to travel like this.
- What would a weapon give me, If I met someone like you? But I've got a lute. I go around the worl with it, and I don't have any wounds except the heart ones.
But I've got a lute. I go around the world with it, and I don't have any wounds except the heart ones.
- What's going on?
- It's a warning. we won't go through here. We will have to try the other side.
- You can still turn away. It's really dangerous here.
- Something threatens you?
- Don't make jokes. Do what I do, and don't clap your mouth.
- Noble dryads of the saint forest.
- I come to your mistress with a message from mother Neneke.
- How long will it take?
- A day or two.
- I heard,that there are only women in this forest.
- Don't even try or you will lose not only your lute. Not a single man gets out of this forest. They hate humans.
- Geralt?
- You better stay quiet. You will make poems later.
- You afraid? You're right. There are many crossbows pointed at us behind those bushes. I hear their impatiance.
- You're only scaring. Maybe there's no one behind those bushes.
- Oh there are... I counted 60 crossbows. One thing is sure Jaskier - they don't like us.
- How did you count them?
- Normally. Some time ago, humans survived thanks to these skills, but they have forgoten it. Everything is in you Jaskier... you can see in the dark, hear the silence, think like others. You can feel their fear, aresion, will to fight.
Everything is in you Jaskier...
You can see in the dark, hear the silence, think like others.
You can feel their fear, agression, their will to fight.
- And how is it with you?
- Just like I said. I have to be like that, to survive.
I can't do anything else. And what do I I know but how to fight?
You can sing, make poetry.
This is beautiful, and wise.
- Thanks. Not many people think like this, people rather...
- Tell me, how can you beat a monster thats as fast as lightening? No human has abilities like this.
- It's always different.
They trained us to be as quick as the monsters. But many of us die.
There are fewer of the beasts also. I don't hunt all of them.
- Why?
- It's the human fear what creates them. The bigger the fear, the more dangerous they are.
Some of them only defend themselves. Some of them have a valuable skin, bones and thats why they are monsters.
But some of them are really beasts.
- Sit and keep calm.
- You will set out early in the morning. You know the rules. We will have to take the horses.
- Geralt, I'm dying.. I refuse.
- We're here.
- Go alone. You don't need me now. Water..
- Take care of him.
- Jaskier.
- What?
- You know what..
- I'm afraid the temple was robbed and burned.
I know that for sure. All died. Don't blame yourself.
- I don't belive in Ciri's death.
Strogobor said, that she's alive, and that I will find her here.
- Strogobor lied his all life.
What exactly did he say?
- To go to Brokilon, where Neneke wanted me to go. He didn't have a reason to lie to me.
- She's not here. Go to the elves camp, a few runaways are there.
Ask them.
- They haven't spared anyone.
- I was by the road.
And I saw them coming back right after the fire.
- After that in the temple...
All of the priests lied on the courtyard. Before death... they tortured them.
- Was Ciri.. was Ciri there?
- I don't remember.
It was the worst bunch I ever saw. And they were led by a woman.
- They are already dead. She and the six of them. How many more were there?
- Another half.
- You know I was a guest at the temple? I haven't seen you.
- I was a courier for mother Neneke.
- Thanks. And where do you have this scarf from? Not from iron I gues.
- They cut me with something. I didn't manage to get of there way. Knights of the Rose Monastery, damn them. They were rushing like death would chase them.
- When was that?
- Back then. I was geting close to the temple. When I woke up, it was already burning.
- That means.. I know!
The Knights from the white Rose were there first, and after them that bunch.
- It was as you said.
- So a conspiracy and a kidnap? The fire to get rid of the trail.
The Ceasar of Nilafgard is behind this, with his plans of conquering the world.
I don't know your reasons, but I suggest you leave this case, it's dangerous not only for you.
- I would only want to ask for one thing. If I find her, can I leave her here for some time?
- Listen carefully. This forest has defended itself from humans. From their greed and cruelty.
- We defended ourselves even earlier. From Gnomes and Elves.
But they, over time understood the rights of this forest.
But, how long can we defend ourselves if the Ceasar finds out that Ciri is here?
Two, or three years? And what after that?
Who will give care and shelter to this misery you see here? For the orphans, the raped, elves?
Even you are a threat, beacause you seek her.
- Forgive me, I must be like this.
- Neneke thought differently.
She said, that if Cesar would have a child with Ciri, it would be the end of the world.
Then they will get to you.
Slay you, dwarves, elves for the purity of race. Nobody will prevail.
But she saw it further than you.
- Maybe she was right. Time will show.
- Mistress. The holy blood may unite everyone; be the beginning of order and peace.
- But first, there will be war and disaster.
And we have to last.. and not involve ourselves in a world we don't know.
- Give us our horses, we are leaving right away.
- Not yet.
I am not ungrateful.
I remember what you have done for us.
That you rescued Morene.
I will say more... I regret that back then I didn't agree with your love.
She died talking about you.
She was killed by people that wanted wood, land and gold.
You are close to me because of her.
Leave it, Geralt.
Even you can't handle such an evil power.
- Ciri is a child of fate.
And I am the executor of it.
My life doesn't count.
- There is no such destiny. We can only influence the life of others.
If you want, join the patrol by the roads, maybe you will learn something on the track.
And for gods sake, take this idiot, your friend out of here.
- Too close to Brokilon.
- What are they doing here?
- Strange, they went so far. They are going by the side roads, they have some mission.
- Let's go back.
- No, wait, I have a strange feeling, we should follow them.
- I don't care for your feelings, I have my orders.
- Is that so? Than sit in the forest and wait till they slay you. That kind of defense is no good.
- We aren't going any further.
This is our last place.
I imagine what will happen to us if we come back without the girl.
- Falvic promised he knows where she is.
- Tommorow in the baths...
...the last meeting.
- I'm going alone from now. Give regards to the mistress of the forest. You were right, these people are harmless to the forest.
- I'm going with you.
- You can't.
But I thank you, as you all.
I have a feeling we will meet soon.
But now I have to go to the town and buy some new skins.
Can you give me some stuff from the guards?
- Wait! You're going to the town.
I know it.
I will hear more than you and get to places you can't.
- If it comes to fight, you will kill me and yourself. Yourself because you don't know how to fight, and me because I will have to defend you.
- Just listen. We work seperately, we don't know each other. I won't get into any fight ok?
- I heard about this. Show me again.
- The thing is, you can't always win.
- But it's a well of gold. It's a little scary to play in big towns, because you can't. Maybe you know where can I find some stable or camp? It's best to play with soldiers.
- It's empty everywhere. But there are some soldiers on on the track to Nilfalgard.
But I advise you not to play with them.... you can't win.
- Sir.. it is to early, the girls are asleep and...
- Everything... and quick.
Shaving, bath warm and cold.
A seperate bath, bring me the best meat and wine.
Here's something for a beginning.
Don't say a word that I'm here or you will swallow yor tounge.
- Yes, of course.
- And who are you?
- Famous trubadur and poet, Sir. Do you want to listen?
- Wine for the guest in the big bath, quickly!
- Who came here?
- I can't tell, it's a secret.
Maybe someone from the prince, or even better.
Don't say I told you.
- Where is he?!
- What a guest we have here. A lot of noise, welcome... welcome.
- who are you?
- Maybe somebody important. Maybe you are waiting for me, maybe not.
In secret staffs, there are passwords and replies.
Some of them need to be mentioned.... unless you don't know them.
- I don't give a shit for your passwords. They were good there, but not here.
No. I came to take a bath and I'm going to my master to tell him everything. You will pay with your head Falvic.
- What are the nerves for Sir? I'm only a missionary.
We waited for you, because the monastery wants to discuss some extra cases. But this is between us.
- I thought so. Let's make it short. Do you have the girl here?
- Yes. She's here all healthy.
- I don't have the right to change the rules the Ceasar made. So I will have to take her? You will help me, and not regret it. Where is she?
- Close to the town. As you see I agreed to you in a moment. What is in it for me?
- One more thing. Why didn't Falvic wait for me here?
- You must have passed through each other. He left right in the morning for you.
- Witcher?!
- This is my payment Cykada.
- Black knights will come here.
You will let them get to me, and close the door.
And then you will call the guards. But at that time, don't disturb Sir Cykada.
If you will do as I told,
you will be rewarded.
- Yes Sir, but if Sir Cykada will want to come out?
- He won't.
- He won't.
Breath of Autumn makes leaves to be withered. Sense of words has gone with winter winds. So, it should be, and there's nothing can do with this even Brilliants on your eyelashes ends.
White of snow covers land where you lives, Lakes and bogs has been holded with ice, So, it should be, and there's nothing can do with this even Sadness conceals in your eyes.
Spring will come back with clearing rains, Heat of sun will warm up heart and soul. So? it should be, while we carries that glimmer of flame, Eternal flame, that they calls The Hope.
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