Lynn split the group in two.
The Syndicate and Syanna were at the back of the convoy, while the witchers led the way.
Confirming that those behind couldn't hear the voices in front, Lynn spurred his horse to Geralt's side.
"Geralt, not going to say hello? A preview for your future?"
Geralt: ???
As for Lynn's new faces, Auckes of the Viper School had sothing to say.
"Brother, what's with these people? A woman with a scarred face, commoners who don't look like commoners, and a little girl..."
"You're not thinking of turning them into witchers too, are you?"
Regis never missed an opportunity to display his wisdom—though so might call it showing off his knowledge—and his eyes lit up upon hearing Auckes's words.
"Ah, the legendary Trial of the Grasses, the thod that can turn humans into witchers."
"However, if I recall correctly, Alzur and Cosimo have already proven with practical cases that the Trial of the Grasses cannot be used to transform adults... Or has there been new progress in the witchers' Trial of the Grasses after all these years?"
Lynn glanced at the higher vampire.
"You're not wrong, Regis. So I never intended to turn them into witchers, including that little girl."
Auckes was confused: "Then why are you bringing them along?"
Lynn said flatly, "My reason for bringing them, Auckes, is the sa as for bringing you. What I want to achieve isn't sothing that witchers alone can accomplish. It requires many people, talents from all walks of life."
Auckes scratched his head.
"Listening to you speak, it's like listening to soone speak. Oh dear, my head feels itchy; I wonder if I'm about to grow a brain."
"Forget it, forget it. Don't call for brainy stuff; I'm out of here."
Compared to Auckes, the other mbers of the group had no opinions to express.
It wasn't their business anyway.
Lynn glanced at the back of the group and gave Regis a aningful look.
The two then moved to the very front of the convoy.
"Regis, there's sothing I'd like to consult you about."
"Consult is too strong a word, but do tell." Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs NoveI~Fire
"Suppose you knew soone would grow up to turn a country upside down. If you had the chance to et her before she grew up, what would you do?"
"Hmm, I think physically eliminating her thoroughly, like you witchers usually do, wouldn't be a bad solution."
Regis truly was Geralt's close friend, always making jokes with a straight face.
"Regis..."
"Alright, alright, I was just making a harmless little joke. If I made you uncomfortable, I apologize."
The higher vampire composed his face, bowing slightly on his horse.
Then, he looked back at Syanna, who was in the carriage a short distance behind them.
"The one who will turn a country upside down in the future... is that child?"
"Yes."
"But I don't see her as that kind of person. She's too small, and doesn't have much strength. Probably five soldiers at most would be enough to subdue her."
"Whether a person is a threat isn't determined by their combat prowess, but by their mind. I thought the wise Sir Regis would understand this principle."
Regis didn't get angry; instead, he smiled.
"You have a point, but how do you know she's destined to do such things in the future?"
"If I told you I'm a prophet, would you believe ?"
"I'd believe you."
Now it was Lynn's turn to be surprised: "Why do you believe everything?"
Regis rely smiled without answering.
Those unfamiliar with Regis might find him pretentious.
But in reality, Regis just had a bit of that Old London, proper British butler deanor.
"So, do you have a solution?"
"Firstly, I need to know her specific circumstances."
"That's a long story."
"The road is long, and we have plenty of ti, don't we?"
Regis had a point.
So, for the rest of the journey, Lynn told Regis everything about Syanna.
"A Duchess's daughter, a descendant of 'Duke Spear' Ludovic, and also the Child of Disaster from the Black Sun curse prophecy, hmm..."
Regis asked curiously, "So, you don't believe in the Black Sun curse, do you?"
"Of course I believe it," Lynn said, mimicking Regis's tone, "I just find it strange. Given how destructive the Black Sun curse is, why didn't the Elf Kings and Elf Sages, who hated humans to their core throughout history, ever think to exploit it?"
"If they secretly hid the girls born during the eclipse, they could destroy the world when the ti was right. Why didn't they do that?"
Regis found the blind spot.
"Is it possible that during the era when the Elf Kings and Elf Sages fought against humans, the sorcerer nad Eitibard hadn't yet made the Black Sun curse prophecy?"
Lynn pondered: "That makes sense... Wait, that's not the main point we're discussing, is it? Let's go back to our previous topic."
Regis let out a wise laugh.
"Of course it can be changed... Just as you predicted, even after Syanna had been burning with hatred for twenty years, fueled by it, she still chose reconciliation."
"So, you simply need to let her know that her sister, the child nad Anarietta, worries about her constantly... I think that would resolve most of her hatred."
"Of course, that alone isn't enough. She'll also need appropriate love and attention."
"And not just her; any child deserves such treatnt."
Lynn smiled: "You sound like an expert on the subject; you speak very logically."
Regis humbly said, "I've rely lived a 'slightly' longer ti, that's all."
"Then I'll leave this child to you."
"Are you saying... you want to babysit?"
Lynn explained.
"Yes, you are the one I trust most, and the wisest. Most importantly, I believe you have ways to keep a child of that age in line."
"As for Letho and the others, forget it. George... I don't doubt his character, but the chivalry of the Griffin School works in Toussaint, but not so much in the North."
"I don't want Syanna to be taught by George and turn into a female Eddard Stark."
"As for Geralt, he's not the best choice either... The way he's so twisted up, I feel tired just watching him. It's a miracle if he can take care of himself."
"So, the best candidate is just you."
"I know the troubles of long-lived beings. Let alone long-lived beings, even humans who only live to seventy or eighty often find life boring and monotonous... This will give you sothing to do."
"Well, you've thought this through quite thoroughly. Thank you very much," Regis grumbled, but after a mont's thought, he added, "However, this is indeed a rare experience; I can give it a try."
Lynn made a spanking motion.
"If she's disobedient, just spank her hard. Don't worry about my feelings. I always believe in the carrot and stick approach; it applies to any creature."
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