She still loved politics so much.
Guilliman thought to himself:
This world truly had a God of Destiny in control.
Although the time was advanced, the sorceress Sabrina still couldn't escape her original fate. She was still burned alive during the war between the Aedirn Kingdom and the Kaedwen Kingdom, turning into a wraith.
It seemed that many things, even with his involvement and influence, would not see too much change in their main theme.
This was probably the path designed by the Goddess of Destiny.
Guilliman leaned back on the Elven Throne, smelling the faint daisy scent on Francesca, feeling the wonderful touch between his fingers, his mind somewhat unfocused.
Before, in order to bring back as many Soul Crystals and enchanted weapons as possible when he left,
he had worked very hard this month, almost getting up early and staying up late every day, constantly sweeping through the camps that stored treasures. He even helped Freya raid two dragon nests and crafted several dragon bone weapons.
Including the soul power contributed to him by the Dragonborn girl, the total soul power was increasing at a rate of about eight hundred per day, and now the total had exceeded ten thousand again.
Once he mastered the sword techniques of the Bear School and Cat School this time, his physical fitness and swordsmanship would definitely see immense growth.
However, to advance to the [Saint] rank, he would ultimately have to choose three exclusive skills and focus on raising them to the highest level.
These three skills must be chosen carefully.
After more than ten minutes.
After enjoying a moment of tenderness, Francesca sat up and reminded him:
"Guilliman, I guess you might have some doubts."
"However, I still have to tell you."
"Although the war between the Kaedwen Kingdom and Aedirn is something we elves are happy to see,"
"I haven't used any schemes, nor have I used any political maneuvering against them."
"You need to be careful. Behind this matter, there are definitely shadows of Nilfgaardian spies and Redanian spies."
"Philippa, Redania's royal advisor, and their spy master, Sigismund Dijkstra, are both individuals who like to use schemes and tricks. They have played a part in this matter."
"Perhaps one day, in order to weaken the power of the Temeria Kingdom, these two will set their sights on you."
"After all, you are already a famous Witcher in Temeria, and your relationship with Princess Adda is widely known in the North."
There seemed to be a hint of sourness in the Elven Queen's voice.
They were both lovers, but his and the princess lover's reputation resounded throughout the North, yet few knew that this Witcher and the Elven Queen were also lovers.
They had met first.
I was here first.
However, Francesca was a very patient woman. For her people, she had endured for hundreds of years, so enduring for a few more decades wouldn't matter, right?
At least that's how she convinced herself.
After discussing the major events that had occurred in the North during this time, the powerful Elven sorceress brought Guilliman another surprise.
She took a beautifully packaged metal box from the secret room of the Elven Royal Palace and handed it to the Witcher.
Guilliman opened it to find about twenty or so glass syringes, wrapped in silk, layered inside. However, the needles were metal, and the glass tubes appeared very sturdy.
Francesca introduced them with a confident and composed smile:
"These are the injectable Witcher potions you mentioned before."
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