The year 1267

The second northern war has begun again.

The alliance of the northern kingdom has started their secret meeting and plan to stop Nilfgaard advances.

Now several mages group belonging to the northern kingdom plan to attend the conference on the Thanned Island to discuss the incoming war. This was the beginning of the tragedy and loss of the northern kingdom. This event will be called Thanned Island Massacre.

-

Joan looks at the clear moon and sighs with hesitation, but in the end, she firmly resolves herself.

She stood up from the balcony chair and enter the inn.

-

Geralt was currently reading books relaxing on the sofa.

“Geralt”

“Hmm?”

“I have something to tell you.”

Geralt frown and puts down the book.

“What is it?”

Joan breathe and sat at a nearby chair near Geralt sofa.

“I’ve been hiding something from you.”

Geralt became silent, looking at her.

“Tell me”

“I have some kind powers, I called it vision”

“Vision? Like seeing the future?”

“Yes”

“And you are hiding something that involves me?”

“Not just you, it involves Ciri and Yennefer too”

“Ciri and Yennefer?” Geralt gawk and his look became serious

“What about them?”

“I don’t know if I change history, something will happen. I don’t know it’s good or bad.”

“Are they going to be in danger?”

“Yes”

Geralt rubs his temple. Thinking of Ciri and Yennefer makes his heart warm just thinking about them.

“Then tell me.”

Then Joan began to tell the tale of the story of Ciri, Yennefer, and Geralt about the future and their future happenings together. Including the conference on the Thanned island where a coup will happen soon.

After a few hours, Geralt looks pale and opens his mouth then closes. He stood up, pace back and forth several times before he stops and look at her.

“How accurate is your vision?”

“Very accurate.”

Geralt looks outside and thinks.

“Why did you tell me just now?”

“I don’t want the future to change. If I change a single thing, I don’t know what’s going to happen to the timeline anymore. I’m sorry Geralt, but I can’t risk too much.”

Geralt nod, and ponder.

“When did you discover your power?”

“Since young. I already know you’re going to pass in our village so I take the opportunity to follow you.”

"Ding"

"Due to your flawless lying, your [Deception(F-E)] rank up."

"..."

She tried to be serious while her mouth twitches uncontrollably. Thankfully she managed to control herself. Barely

Geralt nod, that explains everything about Joan. If she knows the future, then she already knows him and the rest before they meet them.

Geralt then approaches her then kneels near the wooden chair and grabs her small hands.

“I forgive you, you’re just a child after all. You not old enough to change anything, but thanks for telling me. Whatever happens in the future, whether it's good or bad, I will owe you, we will owe you.”

Then he stood up.

“Get ready, tell me every detail on the road."

"Understood"

-

Thanned Island

Around the circle table, different mages were shouting and debating their state, and their plan about Nilfgaard empire.

“I’m thinking of that girl Ciri, she’s our only chance to equate our forces to Nilfgaard”

“But we shall marry the girl with whom?”

“Shall we set her and the king Tankred Thyssen then ?”

“Good idea”

“But I heard the witcher was her guardian, with him on the way, we can’t implement the plan.”

“Then simple, we make him vanish.”

Triss watches all this with detached emotion, as they debate what to do with the girl.

She sighs and rubs her temple.

“What's wrong?” a black-haired woman with twin ponytail hair ask her

This woman beside her was Philippa Eilhart, the personal adviser of King Vizimir and one of the head leader of The lodge sorcerer.

“Nothing, I just wish they already make up their mind.”

“True, but soon everything will come to an end eventually.”

Suddenly two people wearing tattered clothing enter the conference.

Tissaia stood up and pointing at the elf currently handcuff.

"What's the meaning of this? Release her at once!"

Philippa just snort and ignore her, then she looks at the two suspects in the trial;

An elf with a youthful beautiful face can be said the most beautiful creature in the northern kingdom was not overstated. She has long blond silky hair and pure emerald eyes, her looks can be enchanting as you stare at her long enough to do her biddings, but right now, she was covered with dirt and looking indifferent around her. She was the queen of elf, Francesca Findabair.

A man with a horrendous scar on his right side of his face, with black hair, reach as to his shoulder. The sorcerers in the room frown and disgusted by his appearance making Vilgefortz chuckle.

Philippa stood up from her seat and look around the conference.

"Before we start, I would like to announce something first, yesterday we have found some of our dear allies has betrayed us and sold themselves their service to Emhyr var Emreis. The emperor of Nilfgaard has promised them favor in exchange they need to show their loyalty by starting a coup. Thankfully to our prompt action, we manage to prevent their rebellion before it began."

“Ladies, and gentlemen, I hereby present our traitors. Francesca Findabair and Vilgefortz of Roggeveen. "

They currently wearing dimeritium shackles making them both suppress their magical powers, both accused of treason against the northern kingdoms.

There was a murmur around the conference looking at the two with indifference.

Vilgefortz just looks at this and smirk.

Suddenly a yellow portal appears and two figures step on it. A black hair beauty wearing a raven dress and a white hair girl wearing leather armor appeared.

“The cast has been completed, it seems it’s time to start our trial-“

Suddenly the door of the conference kicked open and two figures appear, a man with white hair, a pair of yellow eyes with a scar on his right side of the eye. On his side, was a little girl, with a ponytail in wheat color and has freckles on her face. What strange is both of them was covered with blood on their leather armor.

They were reeking of blood smell around them. On their blades of silver were covered in blood dripping on the stone floor. While all of them were shock by what’s happening, Geralt throw several heads on the conference table.

"Geralt!" Ciri shouted in surprise

Both Triss and Yennefer look at Geralt direction with surprise.

Everyone frown when they saw the head of elves looking terrified. It was their last expression before they died.

“What's the meaning of this? and who are you?”

"Geralt of Rivia, a Witcher, and those are the heads Scoia'tael "

Everyone murmur looking at Geralt's surprise and cunning eyes.

“There was more than them in the cellars. I just cleaned them up.”

Everyone became silent looking at the three Scoia'tael heads and Geralt's meaning.

Suddenly-

Tissaia suddenly emits a powerful barrier preventing anyone from casting.

Then she points at the two

“Release-“

But before she can cast, a sudden blur appears before Francesca and Vilgefortz, before they can react, two heads fly in the sky with their blood showering and splatting every corner.

“Gasp”

Tissaia trembles and look at the two headless companions stiffly.

“Whew, that went well.” The blur became clear and a girl with wheat ponytail hair appeared in front of the corpse.

Then everyone reacts, they immediately subdue Tissasia and shackling her with dimeritium. Then the barrier disappears making their magic return.

Others still can’t react to what happened, making their mind still in shock.

“What the-“

Suddenly there was a commotion outside. Fire starts rising everywhere. Black armor guards wearing a helmet with feathers start entering the conference room.

“Invasion!”

Geralt rush to the leader of the black knights to block him. They can see the leader was an expert swordsman as he able to fight Geralt with a draw with him.

The sorcerer starts casting magic making the black knights at loss.

The leader looks at the two headless corpses and sigh, then he looks at the direction of Ciri bitterly.

"Retreat!" knowing the plan failed, they know the battle was lost. The black armor soldiers hold up the rear and defend until the leader has escaped successfully before they follow.

The sorcerer hurriedly leaves the conference room leaving Triss, Philipa, Ciri, Yennefer, Geralt, and her.

“Geralt, I really would like an explanation right now, but I need your help to evacuate everyone in the academy. Can you do it?” Yennefer look at Geralt

Geralt nods looking at Triss and Yennefer with a complicated eye.

After hearing the whole story of his life from others, it seems it still a bit hard to accept that both women he loves have betrayed him somehow. He sighs and leaves.

“Wait, let me come!” Ciri requested

“No, you’re going to stay here until I’m finished.” Geralt shakes his head firmly

“But- “

Geralt just shake his head and get out of the conference.

Finally, Joan moans and slip on the floor, she doesn’t care about the blood right now because the pain in her body was driving her mad.

She can feel every inch of her body was tearing apart every second, beads of sweat started appearing on her forehead but thanks to cell regeneration skills, her damaged internally was repairing every second. She pulls out a red bottle and gulps it.

It just a few seconds and the skill was ready to kill her.

“Illyah!”

She looks up and smiles strained at Ciri

“Hello, I told you we will meet again did I?”

“What happen to you?”

“Just a bit of pain…”

“Did you already take the trial of grass?”

Joan snorts but wince when she felt the pain.

“No…just a little skill that makes my body a little fast.”

Ciri nods but still looking at Illyah worriedly.

“So your Ciri’s friend your talking about” Yennefer and Triss approach together, but it was clear the two don’t get along well with each other base on the distance they giving each other.

Joan about to nod when she felt someone invade on her mind. Joan helplessly watches as someone watches her memory.

Yennefer closes her eyes, soon as she opens it and looks at Joan with complex emotion.

“Vision…” she murmurs.

“What are you talking about?”

“Nothing”

Triss frown and about to enter Joan’s mind but-

“Bang!”

Triss retrocede looking at Yennerfer angrily.

“What is the meaning of this?”

“It’s not very respectful to read other people’s minds without permission.”

“…” Joan

“…” Triss

You just invade and watch my mind you know? Joan wants to retort but stop herself

“Don’t try to look at her or invade her mind. I put a barrier on it.” She looks at Triss meaningfully

Yennefer smirk and turn to Ciri who was watching everything worriedly.

“Hmph” Triss just snort then look at Joan pondering expression

“Please don’t fight!” Ciri shout

They both look at each other and snort.

“How should we handle her?” Philippa

They look at the woman wearing a green dress who attempt to free Francesca and Vilgefortz but failed.

“She will be judge by the sorcerer lodge, until then she will stay here until this chaos is over.” Yennefer looks at her old master and sigh in complex emotion.

“Shall we help Geralt?” Ciri ask

Yennefer hesitate but shake her head.

“It’s alright, he can handle it himself, if it comes to worse…We can just teleport out of here.”

While looking at Ciri in complicated eyes.

-

Due to the arrival of Geralt and his companion, they have prevented the ambush of Scoia'tael and avoid the rebellion of other sorcerers who support the Nilfgaard.

But due to war, the trial of Tissia de Vries has been postponed.

The sorcerer plans to thank Geralt personally, but before they could, he was already gone along with his companions. They tried to find him but failed since no one has seen him or heard of his whereabouts.

-

In some pocket dimension, Geralt and Yennefer were talking

“Do you think someone’s going after Ciri?”

“You saw what Illyah ability can do. So it must be true.”

“Then what’s your plan? We can't just fight with the two of us, and the two are just kids.”

“I know.”

They both look at Ciri and Illyah sparring on a corner.

“About Triss-”

“Not now Geralt, we can talk about it when we make sure Ciri was safe.”

“Got an idea then?”

“According to Illyah, those elves or called themselves “the hunt”. They use elder blood in Ciri to locate her. Meaning, if she activates her power, they will detect her automatically.”

“So, they possibly know she’s here and coming to get her right now?”

“Yes, what we need to do is recruit forces, favors, and strong mages that can help us.”

“But with the war going on, I don’t think any mages can help us right now”

Yennefer sigh, they both know that there was one witch who was willing to help them, but they weren’t willing to speak her name as if she didn’t exist.