Although Saadia harbored some doubts about the Witcher.
Compared to being taken back to Hammerfell for trial, the disgraced noblewoman decided to take a gamble; at least the Witcher was so handsome, and who's to say women aren't lustful?
As for her chastity...
It was a joke. Although she hadn't experienced much noble life due to fleeing since childhood.
She wouldn't give up a chance to survive for such an ethereal thing.
The two walked out of the Bannered Mare tavern one after another, then left Whiterun together. Not long after, they were caught up by six Hammerfell guards.
Saadia seemed a bit nervous, hiding behind the man, her expression delicate, looking as if she hoped to be protected.
The Witcher, on the other hand, watched nonchalantly as he was surrounded, his sword still sheathed. He merely cast a Quen shield on himself as a precaution.
"Hey, don't say I didn't give you a chance."
Guilliman looked at the leader of the group and said in a calm voice:
"Now Saadia is under my protection. You have two choices."
"The first choice is to pretend Saadia is dead, then you complete your mission and return to Hammerfell. This is a win-win."
"The second choice is to choose to be my enemy, and then be crushed by me like an insect."
The Witcher's tone was light and casual, while the Hammerfell guards opposite him looked grim.
This was the real world.
They had witnessed his fierce duel with the Companions and clearly understood the disparity in their strengths. They wouldn't, like in the game, foolishly challenge a known powerful Dragonborn.
"Mr. Guilliman, this is official business for Hammerfell. We hope you won't interfere."
"And please don't be misled by her pretty face."
"Otherwise, our Lord will certainly pursue the matter further."
Seeing the other party still trying to threaten him, the Witcher mentally sentenced them to death.
He glanced at Saadia, then casually drew his Sword of Radiance, deciding to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys and display his absolute power, just in case the lady harbored any thoughts of betrayal.
"You have made the wrong choice."
Guilliman uttered these words in an indifferent tone.
Then his figure vanished, reappearing behind the Hammerfell guard leader in a flash. Before the other party could even react, he had already cleaved him diagonally in two from top to bottom with a single sword stroke.
Subsequently, he used a series of rapid, successive flashes similar to Ciri's attacks.
His figure was like a phantom, appearing here one moment, cutting an enemy in half, and appearing there the next, beheading another with a raised hand.
In less than ten seconds, the six Hammerfell guards who had just been surrounding him were now in twelve pieces.
This scene was far more gruesome and terrifying than his duel with the Companions, almost scaring Saadia pale.
With the Sword of Radiance, capable of cutting through steel, and his elusive Blink ability, ordinary elite soldiers were now enemies he could instantly kill, unable to withstand even a single move.
What's more, these Hammerfell guards weren't even wearing armor, which was almost arrogant.
Guilliman casually collected the souls of these guards, then skillfully looted their bodies, taking all their valuables one by one. Finally, he stored their corpses directly into his storage space, planning to dispose of them in the wilderness later to eliminate evidence.
He looked at the lingering bloodstains on the ground, then looked up at Saadia and said:
"Let's go, girl. Take me to their lair to eradicate them."
"After today, no one should bother you again."
...The battle at the Hammerfell guards' lair was quite uneventful.
It was simply killing anyone he saw, then stripping the bodies, clearing the battlefield, leaving no corpses behind, and packing up everything in the entire lair.
Perhaps it was the deterrence of his power, or perhaps she was attracted by his charm.
After the battle, Saadia, the disgraced noblewoman, provided Guilliman with a very pleasant experience, allowing him to taste the wildness and charm of a desert girl, which was quite enjoyable.
A man should experience more of the world; only then will he not be deceived by beautiful women in the future.
However, after finishing the 'important business,' Guilliman quickly put on his pants and acted as if he didn't know her.
He said to Saadia, who looked utterly spent, with a serious expression:
"Very good, girl."
"Our transaction is complete."
"From now on, we will have a normal boss-employee relationship."
"I will not interfere with your life, and you should treat this as a pleasant memory between us two, not mentioning it easily to others."
"As for your job, it's simple."
"I will open a shop in Whiterun, and you will be responsible for handling the spoils of war from me and Miss Dragonborn, and also help us purchase some things we need."
"You will be the manager of this shop, receiving a fixed salary and commission."
"That is to say, the higher the price you sell goods for, and the lower the price you acquire them for, the more wealth you will earn."
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