Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

They drank wine and chatted for a while in the hall of Kaer Morhen. Not long after, a woman came down from upstairs.

She has black curly hair, a delicate and charming face, and a faint gloss on her lips. She is wearing an exquisite black and white outfit, which is reminiscent of a December morning. As she arrives, the mage smells lilac and gooseberry.

the taste of.

The woman Shi Shiran walked up to Geralt, took his bottle and took a sip herself. She sat down and said with a smile: "You must be the black-robed mage, right? I am Yennefer from Vengerberg.

I have long admired your name."

"Have you admired your name for a long time?"

Yennefer smiled and said, "Maybe you don't know...but Ms. Francesca respects you very much."

Geralt silently took his drink and took a sip.

"Really? Do you know her?"

"There are few sorceresses who do not know this most beautiful woman in the world. However, for us sorceresses, her beauty is secondary. She often talks about you, saying that you will 'make her

Shaped into a whole new person'."

"Ma'am, I can't help but wonder if the person you're talking about is me. I know Francesca, but I certainly didn't mold her into a completely new person."

The mage spread his hands. He looked at Yennefer and knew that this woman must have something else. From the first moment he saw her, he was sure of this. He doesn't hate such smart people, but everything has it.

The line between personality, intelligence and being smart is extremely blurred.

She has almost reached the limit of being smart.

After a few more chats, Yennefer finally couldn't bear it anymore. She smiled and said: "I heard that you have a mage tower... I don't know if I have the honor to go in."

How about looking through your book collection?"

The demon hunter was still drinking quietly, but his hand was tightly squeezing the bottle, and He Shenyan noticed this.

So, he said: "It depends on how you make this request, madam."

He leaned back, his face hidden in the shadows, and Yennefer's smile froze. She suddenly felt uneasy, and then, a sense of oppression came over her face.

The mage said lightly: "If you are simply open-minded and eager to learn, I have no objection - in fact, I welcome such people. For a mage, the most important thing is curiosity. And you are facing Frances

It’s inevitable that Ka’s mysterious new magic will make her feel itchy.”

"But the problem is, I don't see you having such an attitude."

"No, no, sir, you misunderstood, I really am -" Yennefer said anxiously, but the mage did not give her a chance to finish her words.

"What is it? Are you referring to the hidden charm that you have been unleashing on me since you entered the hall? Or is it your pretending to be charming and charming?"

He Shenyan laughed sarcastically: "My friend treats you sincerely, but what do you think of him? He invited you to his home as a guest, and in return you used charm spells on his friends...

...Do you know what this behavior is called?”

Geralt raised his head, and for his sake, He Shenyan didn't say those two words. Yennefer's face turned pale, and she kept turning her head to look at the witcher, who was just indifferent

He turned his head sideways.

He's not an idiot.

The atmosphere reached a deadlock, and Ye Naifa still tried her best to maintain her demeanor. This actually made He Shenyan look at her more favorably. Not long after, she opened the portal and left without even a word.

said the witcher.

"...I thought she would be different from those sorceresses."

Geralt drank the rest of the wine in one gulp. He smiled bitterly and said to the mage: "Laugh if you want. I know this is indeed very ridiculous."

"My sense of humor doesn't find this funny, Geralt."

He Shenyan waved to the box in the corner of the hall, and two bottles of wine flew over and landed softly on the table in front of them. The demon hunter put his hands on the table, his expression looked very sad: "I look

Do you look like an idiot? By the gods, I actually thought about marrying her."

"All men go through this phase - look at it, my friend. In fact, from what I understand of sorceresses, it's not surprising that she would do something like this."

Geralt became listless: "It seems that my final destination is the Night Stalker."

"Do you think you can handle them?"

"One, I can still handle it."

"I have reservations about this, Geralt. The Night Stalker is famous for her excessive demands... Let's talk about business. Where is Anderson?"

"Hunting with Vesemir, oh, since you mentioned business..."

Geralt quickly recovered from that emotion. Anyway, this kind of thing didn't happen once or twice - he didn't dare to tell the mage that he had fought with many people in the past few years to pursue the sorceress.

There have been fights and jealousies. Yennefer has never been a stable woman. If he had spoken out, he would have been laughed at miserably.

But what can he do? He might just like this trick.

"Some time ago, a bald and bearded man came to see you. By the gods, he is so strong."

"What did he say?"

"He said that the swallow is about to grow up."

He Shenyan lowered his eyes and nodded thoughtfully.

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The palace of Sintra welcomed a special guest today - not many people knew about his arrival, but Calanthe paid great attention to him and even entertained him with the highest banquet standards.

It was a banquet for only two people.

The table was covered with fifty dishes of various sizes, and a dozen bottles of rare Eastern wine were placed beside the table. Calanthe did not let any servants serve at the table, and poured the mage a glass of Eastern wine herself.

East.

"Where are Donnie and Pavetta? Are they in a good relationship?"

The Master picked up a piece of juicy beef in front of him and took a bite. The chef's skills were good.

Calanthe sat on the main seat. Over the past few years, her face has not changed much, but her temperament has become much kinder. The lioness of Sintra smiled and said: "Their good relationship makes me happy."

A little jealous, but if you want to meet them now, you may be disappointed. They are not in Sintra."

"oh?"

"It's just a trip - don't think too much about it. Oh, Donnie is really romantic. He concealed his identity and took her to travel around. The two of them sent me a letter in Toussaint not long ago. I also want to travel."

Nodding, the mage said: "Yes, yes. However, you should know why I am here."

Calanthe's expression became a little hesitant: "Silia... is still very young, can you wait a few more years?"

"It's surprising that you actually showed such a loving side - you didn't have this attitude towards your daughter at the beginning. However, I'm afraid you think of me too dirty, Calanthe. I'm just innocent.

I want to meet her, and I don’t have any special preference for young children, and I’m not a priest.”

"Father?"

"No, it's nothing, forget it. Where can I find her?"

Calanthe breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Now...it should be in my back garden."

In the back garden.

"your Highness!"

A maid hurriedly walked through the garden corridor holding her skirt. The ivory white building corridor was covered by various flowers. The fragrance and beautiful scenery could not soothe the maid's anxious mood. She called the princess loudly, but

No one answered. At this moment, she knew that the naughty princess started playing hide-and-seek with her again.

If it were in the past, she would be very happy. After all, no one dislikes her, but today is different. Today there are distinguished guests who want to see her. She does not want the princess to be punished by His Majesty Calanthe again, and then she will hug herself with tears in her eyes.

Cried.

That scene was truly heartbreaking.

"Your Highness Princess! Come out quickly! You can't play games today!"

A white-haired little girl squatted in the grass. She was not dressed like a princess, but like an ordinary child, even boyish. Her knees and boots were covered with mud, and her white shirt was stained.

It was ugly. But she didn't care about it.

She listened to the anxious shouts of the maid and muttered to herself proudly: "I don't want to see any distinguished guest. If he wants to see me, why doesn't he come to me, and I want to go to him?"

A voice came from behind her thoughtfully: "You are right."

The little girl was startled, and she almost fell. She turned around and saw a handsome man in black robes squatting behind her and looking at her, but she didn't even hear the man's footsteps.

Her face became pale, thinking of the ghost stories she had heard: "You, you, you, are you a ghost?"

The man raised his eyebrows and did not say anything, but pointed at his feet. She looked along and breathed a sigh of relief when she found his shadow.

She complained and said: "Who are you? You scared me to death! Why did you suddenly get behind me? Do you know magic? By the way, how did you get here? Could it be that you are the one from the legend?

A righteous thief? Here to steal my grandmother's treasure? She is a stingy old woman and doesn't have much treasure, but I can take you around the palace."

"How about it? As long as you tell me my name when you go out to spread your wealth!"

The child's thoughts were wild and she began to talk about some ridiculous things. He Shenyan burst into laughter and asked, "Excuse me, what is your name?"

"The person who asked this question should first tell me his name!" she said confidently.

"Okay, my name is He Shenyan."

"He-he, he what?" She tried to read it and almost bit her tongue. Obviously, Dongfang's name was too difficult to pronounce for a child like her.

He Shenyan snapped his fingers, and a flame bloomed at his fingertips. The girl stared at the flame and almost forgot to breathe. She looked at the flame with surprise and heard the man say: "It doesn't matter if you can't read the words. Call me.

I’ll just be a mage, okay?”

"Are you really a mage?!" She almost jumped up from the ground, then quickly took his hand and walked out of the grass.

As the two walked through the corridor, He Shenyan asked, "You haven't told me your name yet."

"Oh! Don't care about this! My friends all call me Shirley, so just call me Shirley!" She said nonchalantly, and even patted her chest, looking quite like a tomboy.

"So, Ciri, where are we going?"

"You're a mage, right?"

"Yes."

"You're my friend, right?"

"...It seems that we met less than ten minutes ago, Ciri."

"Hey! Why do you care so much? Anyway, I quite like you. You are different from others... Don't ask me what's different, I don't know! But I want to be friends with you, you

Can’t refuse! Do you understand?”

"What if I say no?"

The girl stopped. She obviously did not expect this answer. She thought for a while, and then said to the mage: "If you refuse, then we are no longer friends!"

She is really a child.

After saying that, she looked at the mage anxiously: "Will you refuse?"

He Shenyan burst into laughter again: "No, I can't."

"Okay!" She cheered again and pulled the mage forward.

"You haven't told me where we are going."

"I want you to do me a favor! There's a pony in the stable and she won't let me ride it."

"So? You want me to punish it?"

"What? No, no, no, why do you do that? She's just a horse!" Xili was startled, and she said, "I just want you to cast a spell so that I can understand what she is saying.

, I thought, maybe this way I could ask her why she didn’t want to let me ride.”

Naive...but very kind.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the stables. They met many maids and guards along the way, but no one raised any objections to their behavior of running wildly in the corridor. They even acted like they didn't see them.

In front of the stable, she looked back at the mage with an expression that said, "You must have done it." She asked, "Can you still do such a spell?"

He Shenyan spread his hands with an innocent face: "What spell?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid! This is amazing. You can actually make them invisible to us! Then if I learn this spell, can't I sneak out to play at any time?" She became excited again, the children's three minutes.

The heat is very obvious on her body.

He Shenyan pointed to the stable and interrupted her: "Is that the horse you are talking about?"

The horse was very small. It looked like it was a pony specially bred for children to ride. It was all white and very beautiful. But it was wandering around in its own compartment, looking very uneasy.

"Yes, that's her, isn't she beautiful?"

"Yes."

"So, do you know that magic? The kind that allows me to talk to animals?" At this point, she remembered to ask about it. He Shenyan nodded and snapped his fingers again.

"...Uh, that's it? Gone?"

"Yes, you can already understand her."

"But, but -" Xili started gesticulating again, and she said anxiously: "But that's not what the book says! The book says that such a spell should..."

"What should it look like?"

"I don't know either, but it's definitely not the case!"

He Shenyan pretended to have a sudden realization and nodded: "Oh, I understand."

The next second, dots of blue starlight appeared out of thin air. They surrounded the girl and formed a beautiful bracelet on her wrist, which was completely blue. There were starlight flowing in it, and as Shiri lifted her

With the movement of the wrist, the starlight also moves with it, making it look extremely beautiful.

"Wow......"

He Shenyan patted her head and said, "Go ahead."

Ciri, who originally hated others touching her head, said nothing at this time. She looked at the bracelet, then at the mage, and then ran to the stable.

It didn't take long before she got on the horse.

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Kratos was fishing, which surprised He Shenyan.

He was obviously a veteran, and there were several different kinds of bait in the bag beside him. There were still three fish in the wooden barrel at his feet. He Shenyan slowly came to him and asked: "You can actually fish?"

"

"Why do you think I can't?" Kratos asked.

"It's just a bit unexpected. After all, I didn't think you would have such a leisurely mood."

"Yeah?"

"I think you would probably just jump down and freeze all the fish with an axe, and then carry them all home."

"..." Shaking his head, Kratos decided to ignore this guy. But He Shenyan did not let go of his thoughts, and he continued: "How have you been recently?"

“Does it matter how I live?”

"I must at least care about the physical condition of my client, right?"

"I can't die." Kratos said coldly.

With a flick of his wrist, a fish flew up. Kratos skillfully removed the hook, put the fish into the bucket, hung a crustacean insect on it, and continued fishing.

"You are too cold, Lao Kui."

The bald man's face twitched, and he slowly turned his head, his neck stiffening: "What... did you call me?"

"That's right, give me some reaction, otherwise I'll feel like I'm talking to a tree. Do you have the same expressionless expression when talking to others?"

Kratos turned his head and said in a low voice: "I don't need you to tell me what to do."

After a while, he asked: "Have you seen that girl?"

"Yes, I've seen her before." He Shenyan nodded calmly. "Innocent and kind. She doesn't look like a princess who grew up in a palace at all."

Kratos snorted: "That child has the potential to become a warrior, but it's a pity that her parents don't often take care of her."

"How do you even know this... No, wait, what does it mean to have the potential to become a warrior? She is my accidental child. How can she do it without learning magic?"

Hearing this, Kratos raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and said, "You want to teach her spells?"

The mage asked back: "What else?"

"No, it's nothing... I thought you would treat her as a consumable and just throw it away after use." Kratos' attitude softened a little and did not continue to show the mage that bad face.

Already.

He Shenyan laughed helplessly: "So in your heart, I am this kind of person."

"All mages have the same virtue...you are not much better." Kratos said coldly.