Back in Vizima City, Guilliman was preparing to gather more combat supplies before heading to the Golden Tree World.
However, as soon as he returned to the city, he found an unexpected visitor on his own Black Tern Island.
It was the sorceress Triss, with her beautiful long red hair, wearing a figure-hugging red and white leather outfit, with a sweet appearance and a moving voice.
As Foltest's most trusted royal advisor, she should have been by the King's side, strategizing for the Maribor War.
However, now, Triss had an anxious expression on her face. Upon seeing Guilliman, she immediately walked over and said:
"Guilliman, do you have time now?"
"I need your help with something."
Since coming to Vizima, Triss had helped him several times, and he had always wanted to repay her, but never had the chance.
Hearing his favorite sorceress from the game say this, even if he didn't have time, Guilliman would make time for her.
He showed a gentle smile, placed a hand on Triss's shoulder, and comforted her, saying:
"Don't worry, Triss."
"No matter what difficulties you encounter, I will help you."
"However, you should tell me what happened first. Perhaps we can think of other, better solutions."
As someone who appreciates beauty, when facing a beautiful woman he liked, he would unconsciously become a warm man, and even his voice would become soft and gentle.
Hearing his gentle inquiry, Triss sighed and said:
"Because of me, my grandnephew, the sole heir of the Merigold family, my brother's grandson, Tiffali, has been kidnapped by the current rebels."
"They sent a letter, demanding that I leak confidential information about the King's army to them."
"Otherwise, they will kill him."
"I haven't told King Foltest this news, as that would put Tiffali in danger."
"It would also implicate the Merigold family."
"I hope you can help me rescue him, Guilliman."
"Among the warriors I know, only you have this ability."
A rescue mission?
Guilliman pondered for a few seconds.
Triss's full name was Triss Merigold, the daughter of a minor noble family in Maribor City, primarily involved in trade.
It was precisely because she was born into a wealthy family, living a life of abundance from a young age, that Triss did not become bitter and twisted like many sorceresses from impoverished backgrounds, but instead maintained a naive and romantic girlish personality.
This was also one of the reasons she was so likable.
As Temeria's royal advisor, she had served Foltest for over a decade and was well-known throughout the entire Kingdom of Temeria.
It was likely that the nobles among the Maribor rebels, precisely because Triss was too famous, had captured her family's heir to threaten Triss.
Hmph, don't think of these nobles and schemers in the Witcher world as too kind.
When they do evil, they have no bottom line. Murder, arson, conspiracies, and eliminating root and branch are simply commonplace for them.
Fortunately, he currently had no weaknesses and had not made any powerful enemies.
Otherwise, despicable characters like Philippa and Dijkstra would certainly not hesitate to use such methods against him.
He needed to guard against such things in the future.
Such a thought flashed through Guilliman's mind.
He didn't hesitate much, but rather very straightforwardly said to Triss:
"No problem, I am certainly willing to help you."
"But before we act, please try to give me more information about your grandnephew's appearance and the rebels."
With his current abilities, undertaking assassinations and rescues like this was not difficult, if not as easy as turning over a hand.
Moreover, now with the assistance of the sorceress wraith, the most important thing was to ensure the safety of the hostage.
Seeing Guilliman agree so readily, Triss's face showed an expression of relief and gratitude.
She was an emotional sorceress who had once risked her life to protect Temeria and the North.
If it weren't for the fact that a sorceress was not suited for stealthy rescues, she certainly wouldn't hesitate to take risks for her grandnephew.
However, it was worth noting that the seemingly young and lovely Triss was actually already a grandmother-level figure.
But being a grandmother at forty in the Middle Ages was not strange; at that time, fourteen-year-olds could become brides and mothers.
Subsequently, Triss told Guilliman all the detailed information about her grandnephew and the rebels.
As a sorceress, the red-haired beauty also used a special mirror magic to display her grandnephew's appearance before the Witcher.
A six or seven-year-old boy with red hair, looking quiet and well-behaved.
After obtaining this information, Guilliman didn't delay. He directly put his arm around Triss's slender waist and used long-distance teleportation to return to the vicinity of Maribor City.
Now, for places he had visited once, he no longer needed planar coordinates; he could teleport long distances relying solely on his perception and will.
Of course, the prerequisite was that the place was not far from him, and not too much time had passed since his last visit.
For close friends like Triss, with whom he had fought together and who knew him well, Guilliman was not going to conceal his Elder Blood abilities. Moreover, since he used them frequently, he couldn't hide them even if he wanted to.
Furthermore, letting friends know of his strength would give them more hope when they encountered difficulties and encourage them to seek his help.
After arriving in Maribor, Triss opened another portal, leading directly to Foltest's army.
When Guilliman stepped through, he found himself in Triss's tent.
At this time, Foltest's army was besieging a count's town.
Although the enemy only had over a thousand troops, relying on the city walls, a direct assault would incur significant casualties.
So Foltest did not launch a direct attack but garrisoned his army outside the town, ordering artisans to construct a large number of siege engines.
Once the city walls were destroyed, the enemy's advantage would be greatly diminished.
It seemed that the count in the castle who kidnapped Triss's relative probably wanted to gain an opportunity for a sneak attack or escape.
If they didn't act quickly, once Foltest gave the order to attack, the enemy might very well kill the hostage.
Now that he saw the target castle, the rest was easy to say.
He turned his head to look at Triss, who still looked somewhat worried, then smiled and nodded, saying:
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
"As long as Tiffali is still in that castle."
"I will rescue him."
Hearing the assurance, Triss showed a faint smile, stepped forward and hugged Guilliman, softly saying:
"Thank you, Guilliman."
"With your assurance, I feel much more at ease."
Subsequently, the Witcher did not make any impertinent requests like a 'blessing kiss,' but after the red-haired sorceress released her embrace, he nodded to her.
His gaze turned to the distant count's castle, his expression darkened, and then with a crack, his body long-distance teleported to the castle's rooftop.
------------------------
There are already 70+ chapters available on my Patreon!
The story will continue to update 1 chapter per day on Webnovel,
while early access chapters are posted on Patreon.
Maybe it's not worth it today but it could be later
[email protected]/Kazenova223
"And If you're enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!"