[Chapter Size: 1900 Words.]
Third Person POV
Northern kingdoms.
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"Good morning, Vesemir..." Eskel approached the main hall after leaving his room as the sun was rising. He was already up on the following day, the second day since Madara and Ciri had arrived at Kaer Morhen.
"Good morning, Eskel." Vesemir greeted him back calmly while Eskel sat at the table, noticing two dirty plates with empty glasses.
"Have they already had breakfast?" he asked curiously, likely referring to Madara and Ciri, as it was rare for anyone else to wake up so early and leave.
"Yes, they're in the courtyard. They decided to head out earlier," Vesemir informed him.
"Really? What are they doing?" Eskel asked.
"From what I saw, they went to train," Vesemir said while sipping his coffee.
"I see..." Eskel murmured, but he couldn't help but think about it.
After witnessing Madara defeat Lambert not just once but repeatedly, he realized the boy was far beyond expectations. Lambert, persistent as ever, had demanded rematches several times and lost them all. As a result of the accumulated bets, he now had to wash dishes and clean the castle for an entire week. Evidently, neither the boy nor the girl bothered to clean their own plates, knowing Lambert would have to take care of them later. But that was the least of it. What truly disturbed Eskel was the fact that a teenager possessed strength far surpassing that of a witcher—shockingly so.
"What do you think about the boy?" Eskel asked.
"About him... We couldn't answer that yesterday, and I don't believe today will be the day we uncover the reason behind his strength," Vesemir murmured, appearing thoughtful as he focused only on drinking his coffee.
"Have you ever seen anything like this before?" Eskel pressed, his question making the old witcher reflect.
It was obvious that witnessing someone like Madara was unsettling. Had they not seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it. Even though the boy's words seemed arrogant and hard to accept, he truly demonstrated that he was what he claimed to be.
"..." Vesemir responded.
"I've never seen anyone fight like that. Now I understand why you called him a vampire. But... that thing didn't fight like a vampire, yet he was even faster than one..." Eskel said.
"I know as well as you do. But for now, we can't do anything. Geralt trusts the boy, according to his letter, and he doesn't seem like a threat... for now," Vesemir replied, pouring more hot water for his coffee.
The two drank their coffee in silence for a few minutes. Shortly after, Lambert arrived in a foul mood, casting a glance at the dirty plates and grimacing, knowing he had to clean them.
Moments later, Coën entered through the main gate.
"You were outside?" Eskel asked, surprised.
"Yes. I woke up early to gather some herbs before sunrise for a few potions I'm preparing," Coën replied. "And I must say... I came across quite a strange sight."
"The two of them training?" Eskel guessed.
"More than that," Coën said, taking a sip of the remaining coffee and grabbing a piece of bread and soup as he sat down. "If you were surprised by what you saw yesterday, you'll be shocked by what I just witnessed. But... I'll leave it for when you go outside. After all, I don't want to spoil the surprise."
Lambert immediately downed the rest of his coffee and slammed the cup onto the table.
"Well, I'm going to see what he means by that," he said, intrigued.
Eskel, having finished his coffee, also got up. Vesemir, curious, followed the other two outside. Only Coën stayed behind as the others left.
Outside, they found themselves once again in front of the training grounds. However, there weren't just two people training—there were dozens. Everyone stopped for a moment, stunned as they saw Madara training Ciri in attack prediction.
She was blindfolded, surrounded by multiple clones of Madara, which left the witchers bewildered at the sight of so many Madaras. They didn't recognize the ability and had no idea what they were witnessing. Ciri was trying to predict the clones' attacks and dodge them. Each of them wielded a bamboo stick, tapping different parts of her body to test her reflexes.
She was focused. She felt one of the bamboo sticks touch her leg and stepped away. However, another bamboo struck her shoulder. She tried to turn to block the next attack, but another clone had already approached and touched her. Looking frustrated, Ciri stepped back a little after training since the sun had begun to rise.
"This is hard... I can't stop the attacks...!" she grumbled, stopping her defense.
"Ciri, you can't give up now. There is still a long way to go, but this is the path. You were much more determined before," Madara spoke calmly from a corner of the courtyard, observing her while drawing symbols on a scroll, using his own blood to create explosive tags.
She removed the blindfold for a moment, just to glance at the witchers who were now watching her. She pouted slightly before putting the blindfold back on.
"Don't mind them, just focus," Madara said back.
"Hey, what's going on here?" Lambert approached Madara at that moment, suspicious.
Vesemir was still at a distance, continuing to observe the scene, while Eskel analyzed both Madara and Ciri's training.
"She's being trained. I'm trying to develop her special ability," Madara answered straightforwardly.
"Right... But why are there so many of you over there? What kind of trick is that? Is it magic?" Lambert asked, still very curious.
"No, it's not magic. They are my clones. I can do this. You could say it's my own 'magic,' but not the chaos magic that you use," Madara replied without taking his eyes off the scroll.
This time, Lambert no longer displayed his previous arrogance but rather genuine curiosity.
"Tell me, boy... Are you the only one who can do these things?" Vesemir approached at that moment, equally intrigued.
"As far as I know, yes," Madara answered but said nothing more as he continued copying the symbols onto the paper.
Lambert's gaze shifted back to Ciri, who was still training, just like the other witchers, watching a type of training they had never seen before.
Several hours passed before Ciri finally knelt down in exhaustion. By now, it was midday.
Around her, bursts of smoke appeared as the clones dissipated while the original Madara approached, analyzing her progress.
"You did well," he said, offering some words of encouragement.
"I couldn't defend against a single attack, except for a few I blocked by luck," Ciri sighed.
"But you're improving. After seeing this, I think it'll take some time, but if you master this skill, very few things will be able to hit you," Madara told her.
"But I'm really sore... How about you carry me to the castle?" she said with a mischievous smile.
Madara sighed before grabbing her by the waist and throwing her over his shoulder, making her yelp in surprise as she was carried like a sack of potatoes.
"You asked for it," was the only thing he said as he walked forward.
They returned to the castle, where the midday meal was already being prepared. During the meal, everyone ate in silence, though there were exchanged glances.
"Do I need to train this afternoon?" Ciri asked, breaking the silence.
Madara simply shook his head. "No, rest."
"Hey, kid, how about we fight again? I want a rematch!" Lambert suddenly said.
"Well, whenever you want," Madara responded calmly.
"You really don't give up, do you?" Coën murmured to his companion.
"You should train with the boy too. Even though it's hard to believe you'd lose to him, it could still be good training. It's been a while since I tested my skills, and maybe I need to improve too," Lambert commented, glancing between them.
Madara did not refuse his request.
Eskel and Coën went out in the afternoon to gather more herbs for potion-making that night, while Vesemir, Ciri, Madara, and Lambert stayed at the castle.
Lambert was once again training with Madara while Vesemir observed, and Ciri sat beside him, watching the fight.
"So it's true that you found this boy in the forest?" Vesemir suddenly struck up a conversation with the girl while watching Madara and Lambert spar. The witcher was disarmed once again, losing to the shinobi.
"Yes. Madara saved me. Before Geralt could help me after I returned from the North, after Geralt took me away." Ciri murmured.
"Can you tell me more about how you two met and lived in Cintra?" he asked, wanting to learn more about Madara.
Ciri nodded. "Of course."
And so the afternoon went on, with Ciri recounting her story and everything she knew while Madara trained with Lambert. Despite being frustrated by losing multiple times and not even coming close to a victory against the shinobi, Lambert seemed to be enjoying the challenge.
Shortly after, Coën and Eskel arrived, bringing the herbs they had gathered, and proceeded to prepare the potions.
Everything continued as usual as they had dinner in the evening. Once night fell again, Vesemir went to his room, his mind still full of questions. He hoped to hear answers from Geralt, especially after the girl mentioned that Madara had gone to war alone and that it had ended much faster than anyone expected.
However, Ciri couldn't provide many details. She only said that Madara had played a major role in the North's victory. This made Vesemir even more worried. After all, if the boy had such an important role, the kings and generals might turn against them.
By now, it was no longer a secret that both of them were being sought. After what he had heard, even without getting all the details from the girl's mouth, Vesemir didn't know whether he should ask the boy directly or wait for Geralt. He preferred to wait, trusting Geralt's words when it came to discussing their situation.
But just as he lay down in bed, an explosion echoed through Kaer Morhen, making him rise quickly. An intense glow came from the window, illuminating the room. It was a brilliant blue light, emanating directly from the courtyard.
"What is that?" he murmured quickly, grabbing his sword, opening the door, and rushing outside.
Other witchers also emerged from their rooms.
"Did you see that outside, Vesemir?" Eskel murmured, as the old witcher nodded with a serious expression.
"Yes, let's see what's happening. Quickly!" he ordered, uncertain of what he would find.
Lambert came out exclaiming as always, while Coën followed closely behind. Meanwhile, Vesemir noticed that the boy's and the girl's rooms were empty and proceeded to head down the stairs.
As soon as they stepped outside the castle, the light became even more intense. All four of them ran toward the courtyard. Upon arrival, they saw Ciri standing at a distance, watching the mysterious blue light.
"What the hell is going on here?" Lambert exclaimed, frowning.
Ciri turned to the witchers with a worried expression and pointed toward the light.
"It's Madara..." she said, tense.
The witchers moved closer, watching as a powerful blue energy spread throughout the area and rose into the sky. At the center of it all, sitting in the middle of that intense energy, was Madara—motionless, his blue eyes glowing, seemingly deep in meditation.
"What the hell is this...?" Vesemir murmured, furrowing his brow, trying to comprehend what he was witnessing.
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Raccoon Here: I will do a time skip of one month to transition to Geralt's arrival.
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Chapter 174 - 43%.
Chapter 179 - Ard Carraigh.
Chapter 189 - Dealing with King Henselt 03.
Chapter 198 - That Sorceress Appears in Kaedwen.
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