Keira was not a reserved sorceress.
And Master Guilliman the Witcher, according to kingdom gossip, was a lecherous Witcher who often spent nights at famous pleasure houses, not emerging for entire evenings.
Even more astonishing was that Princess Adda knew this yet still favored the Witcher.
This was one of the reasons many believed the Witcher used dark magic to bewitch the princess.
"Guilliman the Godslayer?"
Guilliman wasn't surprised by the Plague Maiden contract, but the title 'Godslayer' made him raise an eyebrow and ask aloud.
Keira looked at him with some surprise, seemingly astonished that he, the person involved, was unaware of the matter.
However, the sorceress kindly explained:
"Don't you know? That famous bard lady who has been with you recently, she composed a very beautiful poem."
"It tells of Guilliman the Godslayer, with the help of the Lady of the Lake, defeating a doppelganger of the evil god Dagon, who had been lurking in Lake Vizima for centuries, and also acquiring a legendary divine sword, the Sword of Radiance."
"This story is now very famous in Vizima; both nobles and commoners are discussing it."
"I also listened to that poem; it was indeed beautiful, and the story was very moving, like an epic legend."
At this point, Keira covered her mouth with a laugh, looking at the Witcher with a meaningful gaze, and said:
"You probably don't know, but during the King's Council today, Princess Adda also heard this news and specifically invited that bard lady to perform the poem in the palace."
"The princess was very pleased; she immediately ordered the city's famous painters to illustrate this story into a book, to print hundreds of copies and sell them as new storybooks."
"Princess Adda truly dotes on you; she's making a name for you."
This was the first time Guilliman had heard this news. That wretched Priscilla, after finishing the poem, hadn't even let him be the first listener.
It seemed she was throwing a childish tantrum, retaliating against him for not letting her participate in the final battle with the evil god.
However, Princess Adda's actions were indeed somewhat touching. This young woman had a touch of madness in her personality; she was a beautiful lunatic.
She would be devoted when she loved you, but if she hated you, she would want to tear you to shreds.
Just like her cousin, Prince Maribor, whose blood she personally drained.
Seeing him somewhat lost in thought, Keira suddenly revealed a rather seductive smile, wrapping her arms around the Witcher's neck, pressing her petite and exquisite body against his chest, and asked with a breathy voice:
"The man who can make even the princess so utterly captivated is right in front of me."
"With such a long night ahead, shouldn't we do something?"
"Do you need me to prepare an aphrodisiac for you?"
"Hehe, Mr. Godslayer."
Hearing that he was underestimated, Guilliman also smiled.
Compared to his tall stature, the petite Keira, even standing, was only as tall as he was sitting, around 1.6 meters, making her seem like a small rabbit in front of him.
And this little white rabbit dared to challenge a lion.
Guilliman gently lifted her, carried Keira over his shoulder, and walked towards her bedroom, saying:
"I'll teach you how to play Gwent first, and for every time you lose, I'll punish you severely."
"My dear Miss Keira, even if you beg for mercy later, I won't let you off."
Compared to ordinary women, Keira was indeed very open-minded, even more so than the top courtesans in the cities, knowing how to enjoy herself.
Her petite body, held in the Witcher's arms, felt almost like wrapping a dumpling, completely encompassed.
It brought a different kind of stimulation to his body; he was energetic and enthusiastic.
Although a sorceress's body, under the influence of chaotic magic, possessed qualities far beyond those of ordinary people.
Unfortunately, Keira encountered Guilliman, who was currently the strongest Witcher, even among Witchers, in terms of physical prowess.
When the contest reached its fifth round, Keira could no longer bear it; her body was limp, allowing the Witcher to do as he pleased.
By the seventh round, Keira was already in a dazed state, but her personality was quite strong, and she didn't beg for mercy even then.
And by the tenth round, this petite yet proud sorceress could no longer hold on; after letting out a sharp scream, she directly fainted... For the Witcher, it was a thoroughly enjoyable romantic night, although Keira's unconsciousness made the end of the night somewhat abrupt.
Nevertheless, he still felt quite satisfied and content.
Guilliman poured a bottle of magically detoxified Swallow potion down the unconscious Keira's throat, then, holding her doll-like soft body, fell into a deep sleep.
But by noon the next day, Keira still hadn't woken from her coma, which left the Witcher a bit speechless.
Indeed, those who push themselves too hard are always the most easily affected.
Fortunately, Keira finally awoke in the afternoon.
Upon seeing Guilliman again, the sorceress first recoiled slightly in fear, then, as if remembering something, she held her forehead and looked at the Witcher with a rather resentful gaze, saying:
"You truly are a man who doesn't know how to cherish women, Master Guilliman."
"Alright, I'm scared."
"Although I was very comfortable last night, my body can't handle doing that again with you tonight."
"Please go find other women now. We'll go on the contract the day after tomorrow, at noon."
"I hope you'll be as brave then as you were last night."
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