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Chapter 354: Geralt's Day Trip to Gotham
The next morning, Donton got up from the bed and pushed Selina, who was lying on him, aside.

After being thrown aside, Selina snorted twice, then slowly raised her head and glanced.

Selina has been living with Downton for more than half a month, and the filter she had for Downton has almost disappeared.

Of course, she doesn’t care about her filters anymore, and now her true nature seems to be exposed.

She let out a lazily breath, then turned over, facing Donton with her smooth back, and squeezed Donton with her butt.

Looking at Selina who looked like a worm in a cricket pupa, Donton couldn't help but kick her big butt, then stood up and started to get dressed.

On the bed, seeing Donton putting on his shoes, Selina asked drowsily.

"Are you planning on going out?"

"Of course I have to go out. Don't you think other different worlds are interesting? I..."

"Stop it, Donton, you have something important to do today, have you forgotten?"

Before Donton could finish his words, he was interrupted by Selina, who yawned and waved at him.

"It seems like you really drank too much yesterday, otherwise you wouldn't remember anything.

Think carefully about what happened last night and don't forget what you promised others."

After she finished speaking, Selina turned around, curled up like a child and continued to sleep.

While adjusting to this position, she also pulled the quilt over and wrapped it around her waist.

Hearing Selina's reminder, Donton frowned in confusion.

last night?

What happened last night?
After a brief recollection, Donton finally remembered.

Last night, after Vesemir and others made a request to resurrect Geralt, Downton and the Lady of the Lake immediately took action.

In less than two minutes, the bodies of Geralt and Yennefer climbed up again.

Even when he got up, Geralt was still instinctively shouting "Pitchfork, pitchfork!"

It is conceivable that this brother's psychological trauma is really too deep.

But there were no pitchforks in Kaer Morhen, and Geralt was not afraid of the corpses of the Wild Hunt.

After being resurrected, he and Yennefer quickly figured out the situation, and then attended the banquet that night without any psychological pressure.

After all, the wizarding world often has the phenomenon of celestial spheres converging, and visitors from other worlds are too common for demon hunters.

So to them, Downton's appearance was not surprising. It was just a small fate and accident in their eyes.

In this way, Geralt and everyone drank until after three o'clock in the morning.

On the one hand, everyone was temporarily free from the pressure of the Wild Hunt.

On the other hand, people also have to mitigate the impact of war on the brain.

In short, including Bruce, everyone, even the fairy in the lake, was forced into the hot spring by Downton.

When we have eaten and drunk enough, it is time for us to part.

Ciri hugged Downton's thighs tightly, rested her chin on Downton's legs, and made drunken promises to Downton.

“You guys go back to sleep, I…I will go to your world to see you tomorrow when I get up.

You have taken me to your world, I can feel the breath of that world, I will definitely find my way there!

Maybe... I'll bring some friends with me!"

This is what Ciri said. Of course, the actual words were definitely more intermittent and a little unclear.

But Donton remembered that he understood what she said, and he promised Ciri that he would be waiting to receive her at home.

All in all, this is the agreement between Downton and Ciri.

Muttering the so-called agreement, Donton curled his lips.

"Well, it's true that I haven't been home during the day for a while.

I won't go out today. Let's have breakfast together later. If Xili comes, I will take you shopping.

Damn it, I just remembered that I haven't even had a proper stroll around Gotham yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Donton's armor was automatically put on him, turning into a casual suit.

After tidying up his clothes out of habit, Donton left the bedroom and went straight to the kitchen.

Just as he reached the kitchen door, Rachel happened to walk out of Bruce's room.

Seeing Downton, Rachel was slightly stunned, and then her eyes lit up.

"Brother, Bruce said a lot of drunken words last night. Did you really go to another world yesterday?

I've never seen Bruce that drunk, my God, he threw up twice last night!

But I really admire Bruce. Even though he was vomiting and drunk, he was able to clean up his vomit by himself.

And he woke up before 7:30 and is still in the lab. He is such an iron man!"

As she finished speaking, Rachel looked through the window in the corridor and fell on the laboratory in the distance that was being expanded.

While Rachel watched, Donton nodded slightly.

"It's just another world, I'll go there if I say so, without any ambiguity.

But it's a bit dangerous over there after all, so I didn't bring a girl like you who has no fighting ability with me.

Didn’t Bruce tell you that after they went to the other world, they killed more than 3,000 elves! "

"Elves?"

Listening to what Donton said, Rachel tilted her head.

"Tang, I've played a wizard before. Aren't you killing the Wild Hunt?"

"Haha, well, I wanted to scare you with the elves. After all, the elves in most worlds are quite sympathetic, except for the dark-skinned elves that live underground."

Donton smiled and waved to Rachel, then went to the restaurant on his own.

The manor's chef was preparing food in the restaurant. For the first time today, Alfred was unable to get up.

Bruce is okay, even though he drinks a lot, but he is young.

At Alfred's age, if he drank so much, he would be lucky not to die suddenly...

Come to your seat and let the chef bring the dishes to you.

Just when Donton was enjoying his meal, a hurricane suddenly blew up in front of him, followed by lightning falling from the sky.

The next moment, Donton looked at the plates and broth that were blown away in front of him with depression, and also looked at Ciri who walked out of the celestial sphere intersection phenomenon in high spirits.

While jumping down from the table, Ciri called out to Geralt behind her.

"Geralt, get off the table!"

"I know, I just didn't have time to move. Besides, it wasn't me who teleported myself to someone else's desk!"

Geralt, wearing a pair of small round-framed sunglasses, waved to Donton from afar.

"Good morning, God."

As he spoke, he jumped off the table, and as soon as he landed, Donton threw a bottle of brandy into his hands.

Instinctively taking the drink, Geralt nodded expressionlessly.

“Is this the wine from your world? The bottle looks very exquisite.

And the surroundings, this is clearly a castle, it turns out that people from the other world also live in castles..."

Geralt couldn't help but stop himself before he could finish his words, because his words were interrupted by what he just saw!

Before, when he only paid attention to the manor castle, especially after he observed the relatively classical decoration in the castle, he really thought that the world of Downton was similar to his world.

At most, the windows here are brighter than the windows in my own world.

But when his sight passed the window, crossed the nearby yard and grass field, and fell on the tall buildings in the distance...

Geralt was completely stunned!

"That is……"

He just groaned for a moment, then quickly went to the window and watched curiously.

Beside him, Ciri pulled over two plates of beautiful mango pudding and gave one to Geralt.

"Geralt, stop staring at it. You can go out and look again later.

Try this, it looks cute and must taste good.”

"Ha ha……"

Listening to Ciri's words, Geralt took a deep breath, then took the pudding with his backhand and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hmm? This tastes really good, worthy of being a delicacy from another world."

Geralt complimented casually, then retracted his gaze and turned to Donton.

Somehow, at this moment he was looking at Donton with pitiful eyes.

Noticing Geralt's look, Donton rolled his eyes in annoyance and said.

"Look at your mother, what's with that look? Why do I feel like you're pitying me?"

"Uh……"

Listening to Donton's words, Geralt curled his lips in discomfort. It was the first time he saw a god like Donton who spoke so many rhymes.

After suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Geralt pointed to the tall buildings in the distance and spoke softly to Donton.

“Although you are a god, your life must be very hard in your world, right?
The building over there is your kingdom of God, right? A powerful god should live higher than others to show his status.

As for you, my friend, your castle is not only not tall, it is even squeezed into a remote countryside!
Look at the extremely tall buildings over there, and then look at your yard full of weeds and the mess on the ground..."

Having said that, Geralt looked at Donton with an increasingly pitiful look in his eyes.

And Downton.

He was stunned for a moment, then kicked Geralt in the butt in displeasure.

"Dude, how can you talk like that? I can forgive your stupidity, but I can't accept being looked down upon by you!"

Having said that, Downton turned to the chef in the distance.

“Give me a few more servings of mango pudding. We’re going to take it out.

Damn it, I must take this ignorant old guy around my city and let him see what my status is like! "

After he finished speaking, Donton glanced at Geralt, and Geralt shrugged innocently.

On the side, Ciri chuckled twice, then moved closer to Donton and took his arm.

"Then let's go, Tang, I've long wanted to travel around different cities.

When I escaped from Ain El yesterday, I was in such a hurry that I didn’t even get to see the good things in the previous world.

As for you here, it is closer to the previous world, with tall buildings everywhere.

So, I would like to trouble God to take me to make up for everything I missed yesterday~"

Perhaps it was because she was no longer under the pressure of the Wild Hunt, but in just one night, Ciri regained some of her childishness.

The Ciri of the past was too exhausted. Escape and rigorous training accompanied her throughout her childhood, making her like a chased animal. She dared not let down her guard even to drink water.

Only now did a stable life finally come to her.

Looking at Ciri in this state, Geralt was instinctively dissatisfied with Ciri's action of carrying Donton, but also a little worried.

But no matter what, Geralt was actually very satisfied to see Ciri being happy like a normal young person.

As for Donton, after listening to Ciri's proposal, he generously put his arm around Ciri's shoulders.

"No problem, girls, I'll take you for a stroll around the streets today.

Come on, pull out my Pagani Zonda... Forget it, there are too many people, pull out my Rolls-Royce for a walk!"

Donton waved in the distance, and someone immediately went to the garage to pick up his car.

While picking up the car, Downton took Ciri and Geralt out of the castle and came to the middle of the yard.

As they walked, Donton said.

“My castle is nothing special, just like most castles.

The streets should be more attractive to you than here."

"Indeed, I am curious about everything in the distance, and..."

Geralt continued what Donton said, and he spoke thoughtfully.

“And I seemed to understand something, because I saw from afar that the tall building over there was almost full of people!
In every window that was wide enough, one could see more than one person moving about.

Rather than being the residences of the powerful, those buildings look more like slave prisons, and the most important thing is that there are too many people imprisoned in them!"

As Geralt finished speaking, several pandas in the yard walked towards him.

The moment they saw the panda, Ciri and Geralt suddenly tensed up.

"Damn, there are bears, but this color of fur...?"

"Why is there a bear here? Is it your pet, Tang?"

They both spoke, drew out the long swords behind them at the same time, and then circled around the pandas with the swords in hand.

The pandas clearly sensed the murderous aura from the two men, so they stopped where they were and glanced at Donton in confusion.

Donton quickly waved his hand.

"Put your sword back, damn it, these fat black and white things are my treasures, my treasures!
They are called Pandas, and they are fucking one-of-a-kind treasures, with only a few of them in the entire world!

If any of you dare to hurt them, I guarantee that you will be hurt worse than my baby!"

"what?"

Hearing what Donton said, Ciri curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

"baby?"

Ciri continued to raise her eyebrows and spoke to Donton.

"What do you want these black and white bears for? Are you wasting food by keeping them? Or is their meat delicious?
A dangerous animal like a bear is of no use if you can't eat it!

But since you insist, forget it.

Geralt, these strangely colored bears don't seem to be trying to hurt anyone, so let's put away our swords."

After the voice fell, Ciri put away the sword, continued to walk to the side of the panda, and tentatively grabbed the panda's round ears.

Although the panda nimbly dodged Ciri's hand, its simple and honest appearance made Ciri and the others feel its cuteness even though its movements were fast.

At the same time, a Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove over and stopped in front of Downton.

What is surprising is that the person driving the car was actually Floyd.

After stopping the car, Floyd opened the window and waved to Downton.

"Boss, if you want to take them around Gotham, you must have someone who knows every aspect of Gotham as your tour guide. Only then can you see things that you can't normally see."

(End of this chapter)