Guilliman unconsciously stared for several moments before turning his head away, bowing slightly as he said, "By the way, Yennefer, do you know Letho? The witcher who took care of you when you first lost your memory."
"If possible, I hope you can contact them as well. They are from the Viper School, and since their school's inception, they have been dedicated to tracking and eliminating the Wild Hunt army."
"If they receive this news, they should also come to help us."
This was another surprise.
Yennefer didn't mind Guilliman's peeking.
In her eyes, the young witcher opposite her was already a lecherous fiend; it would be strange if he didn't peek at a beauty like her.
She crossed her arms over her chest, making her ample bosom appear even more prominent, and after a few seconds, she said, "I still remember the place I lived in Nilfgaard, but I'm not sure if they're still there."
"How about this: after I notify Margarita and Triss, I'll personally make a trip to Nilfgaard. Whether or not I find them, I'll be back in two days."
Guilliman nodded, then stood up, stealing a lingering glance at Yennefer, who was sitting on the table, with some reluctance.
Yennefer was the kind of mature woman who didn't seem so stunning at first glance, but upon closer reflection, she exuded endless charm.
Unfortunately, due to his affection for the former game protagonist Geralt and his respect for Yennefer's feelings, he had never made a move.
He just wondered if he would ever get a chance to taste this fine meat in the future.
Leaving Yennefer's home, Guilliman took Gaetan and returned directly to Black Gull Island.
He introduced the Cat School witcher to Geralt and the other Bear School witchers on the island and informed everyone that they would be ambushing the Wild Hunt army in a week.
Geralt and the others immediately became excited.
To outsiders, the Wild Hunt army might just be a terrifying legend.
But for the Bear School and the Viper School, two witcher schools that had split due to ideological differences, this was a goal they had been pursuing.
To be able to contend with the terrifying spectral army that had roamed the world for thousands of years was an epic battle for those who valued honor and courage, like the Bear School witchers.
In the evening, Guilliman, slightly tipsy from drinking a lot of strong liquor, wasn't idle.
Margarita and Triss would probably return to Vizima tomorrow, but tonight, there was still one person he needed to 'persuade' to sleep with him.
That's right, 'persuade' to sleep with him.
That was the powerful high-level vampire, Lady Annabella, the Night Queen.
However, Guilliman was quite confident about recruiting this powerful helper.
Although he and Annabella didn't have deep feelings, after several intimate exchanges of 'you bite me, I bite you,' their 'friends with benefits' relationship was far beyond what ordinary people could compare to.
Just as he entered the House of Night, before the other two beautiful vampire women could surround him, the Night Queen Annabella quietly appeared behind him.
She embraced him with both hands, her warm red lips kissing his cheek, and said in a deep, alluring voice, "Isn't this Mr. Godslayer Guilliman?"
"Hehe, even though I haven't left the house, I've been hearing about your prestige recently! The hero who slayed a wicked god, wow, what a respectable position."
"If the common folk knew that a hero like you enjoys associating with monsters like us, how interesting their expressions would be!"
"Hmm! Your body smells even better, especially your blood. From a distance, it makes me feel a bit uncontrollable."
"How interesting. Perhaps not just your blood, I should taste your flesh. It must be very delicious too."
After becoming familiar with each other, the Night Queen Annabella gradually revealed her wicked personality.
Just as she enjoyed 'training' her daughters, when facing Guilliman, this Queen also liked to show her passion for 'training'.
Whether it was 'training' others or being 'trained' by others, she thoroughly enjoyed it.
In short, it was another sleepless night of being drained.
Annabella was indeed very easy to persuade, agreeing to the witcher's request almost without thinking.
The high-level vampire's super immunity to physical damage, as well as her strength and speed far exceeding ordinary people, would certainly play a huge role in the battle against the Wild Hunt army.
To be honest, even though he hadn't finished gathering all the people, Guilliman was already somewhat impatient.
He could almost imagine the terrified expressions the foolish Wild Hunt army would show when they realized they were surrounded by a large group of sorcerers and high-level warriors after falling into the ambush.
This would also be a way to vent the resentment from the Battle of Kaer Morhen in the game.
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