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As soon as these words came out, two pairs of eyes immediately focused on him.

"You know them too?"

Nodding, Lu Qi shrugged, and then said, "It seems that we all have friends in common."

Regis took a deep look at Lu Qi, who looked slightly pale, and then said

"Yes, our two mutual friends are in trouble now. We must leave immediately and reach Amelia before midnight."

"Amelia? You mean that fortress full of Temerian troops?"

"Yes, as for what kind of trouble they got into, we'll talk about it on the road."

. . .

Covered in stars and moon all the way, the three of them drove their horses and ran wildly under the moonlight.

Soon, Lu Qi learned from Milva and Regis how Geralt met the two of them and how he was brought to the Amelia Fortress by the Temerian army.

Regis was a barber doctor that Geralt and his team met when they came to a certain cemetery.

Since his hometown was in war and he was unwilling to travel alone, he joined Geralt's team and traveled south together.

Geralt, Dandelion, Milva, Regis, and a group of dwarf brothers traveling with them were attacked by the Nilfgaardians when they arrived at a refugee camp.

The crowd screamed in terror and fled in all directions. This temporary team was separated at that time.

Later, the Temerian army also appeared. While repelling the Nilfgaardian army, they also took the refugees with them and returned to the nearby Amelia Fortress.

Among them, naturally, there are also demon hunters and poets who had no time to escape.

. . .

As the night grew darker, the three finally arrived on a hillside near the fortress.

"Over there." Regis pointed to the flickering campfire not far away, "That's the Amelia Fortress, which is currently one of the Temerian army camps gathered in the Lower Soden area."

"That's where Geralt and Dandelion are being held?"

Milva stood up straight in the stirrups,

Trying to see the whole of the fortress as clearly as possible, "That'll be troublesome. There are at least several thousand soldiers there, and there are guards everywhere. It's not easy to sneak in."

Lu Qi, who was also looking at the entire fortress, didn't think so.

With its solid and towering city walls, the pitch-black night, and the relatively complex but huge space, this fortress is simply the favorite terrain of assassins!

Sneaking into the fortress and leaving again without being discovered by anyone was not a problem for him.

The problem is how to rescue the trapped Geralt and Dandelion so that they can leave safely.

Maybe, we can create some confusion

Just when Lu Qi was about to reveal his infiltration plan, someone stepped in first

"You don't need to go in."

Regis climbed down from the horse and said, "Just leave it to me. You take the horse and wait at the shining place by the river. Do you see it? Just under the brightest star in the constellation Capricornus, the Chutra River It will join the Aina River there, and when I rescue the witchers, I will signal them to go that way, and you will meet there."

Hearing Regis' plan, Lu Qi raised his eyebrows, looked at the man with a hooked nose who had an indifferent expression, and asked

"I'm sorry, although this is our first meeting, I shouldn't be so rude. However, my curiosity prevents me from shutting up. I am very interested in knowing what you are going to do to rescue thousands of soldiers in a camp?"

"I have my own ideas about this."

"Perhaps if you tell me your method, I can help a little bit?"

Regarding Lu Qi's doubts, before Regis could explain, Milva on the side spoke in agreement.

"Alex, although I am also curious, I believe him when it comes to such impossible things. To tell you the truth, earlier, I watched him take out a piece from the fire with his bare hands. Red-hot horseshoe"

"Oh, so you're a wizard?"

Shaking his head, Regis spread his hands, met Lu Qi's scrutinizing eyes, and said lightly

"Who am I and how do I rescue them? Is it really that important? After all, I have never asked about your origins and life experience."

After looking into his bottomless eyes for a while, Lu Qi suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and shrugged, "You're right, it's not important."

After staying on the hillside for a while, and after the night became darker and darker, Regis gave the order:

"Okay, midnight has arrived, let's take action!"

. . .

Outside the fortress, in the center of the camp.

The witcher and the poet were tied up in a simple woodshed, lying on their sides on shavings and sawdust.

Just when the poet fell silent and the witcher was immersed in longing for Yennefer, the wolf sect badge around his neck suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, a strange smell of absinthe, sage, fennel and an unknown combination of flavors filled the air.

"Regis?"

"Regis? Only he emits this kind of smell. Where are you? I can't see you."

"Quiet!"

While shouting at the poet, the badge also stopped trembling.

Then Geralt heard the poet let out a sigh of relief, followed by the hiss of the blade cutting the rope.

"Geralt." Regis' vague and swaying figure took shape next to the witcher, and whispered while helping him cut the rope.

"You have to find a way to break through the guards of the camp. Go east, towards the brightest star in the constellation Capricornus, all the way to the Aina River. Milva is waiting for you there with her horse."

"The sentry at the door is fast asleep, maybe they will"

"No, they won't. But you still have to be careful when you leave. It's a full moon tonight, and there are fireflies lighting up the open space. Fortunately, the camp is still busy, and the sentry captain is too lazy to check the post. Let's go, Wish you good luck." There was an inexplicable sense of stability in Regis's words.

"What about you?" the poet asked.

"Don't worry about me, don't wait for me, and don't look back."

"Can"

Before the poet could finish speaking, the witcher interrupted him: "Dandelion, he said not to worry, didn't you hear?"

"Go ahead and see you next time."

After flexing his tied wrists, the demon hunter just turned around, then paused and said in a deep voice.

"Thank you for the rescue. However, it's better that we don't meet. Am I clear enough?"

“It couldn’t be clearer, don’t waste your time.”

Leaving the woodshed, the two sentries at the door were still sleeping soundly, and there was no reaction even when the witcher took off their cloaks rudely.

“This drowsiness is not normal”

"certainly."

"I understand, Regis is a wizard." The poet said suddenly.

"No, he's not a wizard."

"He can take horseshoes out of the fire and make sentries sleep."

"Stop nagging and focus, we haven't escaped yet! Wrap up in your cloaks, we're going to pretend to be stupid soldiers, let's go."

They walked through the open space, bypassed two sentries, and hid in the bushes waiting for the patrol cavalry to pass. No one seemed to notice them.

The process of escaping went very smoothly, surprisingly smoothly.

It wasn't until they sneaked into a low, dark alder forest and were about to leave the camp that their good luck finally ran out.

Several Temerian soldiers holding spears stood in front of them.

Just when the demon hunter and the poet thought that they were surrounded by a large number of shouting soldiers and could not escape the fate of being hanged, a figure blending into the darkness suddenly appeared behind the soldiers.

Whoosh!

With the cold light flashing, the black shadow cleanly killed four soldiers with their backs exposed in two or three strokes.

In an instant, the four of them turned into corpses lying on the ground before they could even make a sound.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly teasing voice sounded.

"Didn't anyone tell you not to wander around on the battlefield?"

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