Witcher: Master Kiliman’s Grand Ambitions-Chapter 71: Margarita's Longing

The question to Kieriman had just been asked casually.
Yennefer hadn't held much hope.
But unexpectedly, she learned from the man before her the reason for her memory loss, as well as the current situations of Geralt and Ciri.
This left Yennefer quite astonished.
Although it might not necessarily be true, it still provided her with a direction for investigation, which wasn't completely without gain.
After a brief silence, the black-haired sorceress fiddled with her long hair and said with some difficulty:
"Thank you, Witcher."
"I owe you a favor."
"Since you're also pursuing the Wild Hunt, we can exchange information if we have any related intelligence in the future."
Unfortunately, regarding intelligence about the Wild Hunt, even the Viper School that had been tracking them for over a hundred years knew very little.
Within the northern sorceress circles, there was also scarce information about this necromantic army composed of evil spirits.
They usually appeared in relatively remote areas and operated at night, rarely causing significant impact beyond abducting some commoners.
As for the lives and deaths of commoners, aside from large-scale events like plagues, they seldom attracted the attention of nobles and sorceresses.
With the Sorcerers' Brotherhood severely weakened, the strength of the northern sorceress class had greatly diminished compared to before.
Given the current situation, finding traces of the Wild Hunt was undoubtedly like searching for a needle in a haystack, making it difficult to verify the accuracy of the intelligence Kieriman provided.
Thinking of these things, Yennefer pressed her hand against her forehead, showing an expression of annoyance as she spoke with complex emotions:
"This feeling is terrible."
"Others know your affairs clearly, but you yourself have forgotten."
"Everyone tells you they're important people to you, people you once protected with your life, but you remember nothing."
"You have a feeling that you'll regret not taking action, yet you don't know why you feel this way."
"Damn it, why did I have to be the one who lost my memory?"
"How can I recover my memories?"
Hearing Yennefer's complaints, Kieriman could only show a helpless expression.
According to the original history, Yennefer's memory loss would likely persist for about three more years.
Three years later, when she regained her memories and learned the Wild Hunt was still pursuing Ciri,
For Ciri's safety, this black-haired sorceress decisively chose to cooperate with the Emperor of Nilfgaard, joining Geralt in searching for their daughter.
Thus began the story of "The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt."
As for how exactly she recovered her memories or what she did during that recovery period, there were basically no records.
Just as both of them fell into silent contemplation.
"Tap tap tap!" The sound of footsteps descending the stairs echoed.
Margarita came down from the second floor wearing only a thin coat, her complexion radiant as if she had become several years younger, possessing a youthful vitality.
Carrying the sweet, cloying scent unique to mature women, completely indifferent to Yennefer's gaze, she sat beside Kieriman like a young girl who had just fallen in love, pulling his arm into her embrace and rubbing against it.
"Dear Kieriman, you were absolutely incredible last night."
"Could you be one of those legendary heroes blessed by the gods, granting spiritual salvation to believers?"
The blonde headmistress looked up at the witcher with her gem-like dazzling golden eyes, as if gazing upon a priceless treasure.
She giggled playfully, then pressed her body even more intimately against the man beside her, speaking like a little girl who had found a treasure:
"I don't care about anything else."
"You have to spend tonight with me too, and tomorrow night, and the entire next week as well."
Margarita looked excited and happy, her mouth chattering nonstop.
Her relationship with Yennefer was probably very close, close enough to share many secrets.
Not even mentioning last night's intense activities, which actually made the conservative Kieriman somewhat embarrassed.
"You shouldn't just tell others my secrets like that, beautiful lady."
"If it happens too frequently, you might get so excited you'll go crazy."
Hearing this, Margarita also noticed her unusual mental excitement, but she understood this matter well - too much of a good thing.
Margarita looked full of regret, pitifully licking Kieriman's palm, saying in a slightly pleading tone:
"I'm sorry, dear Kieriman."
"I'll definitely keep your secret, and Yennefer is my good friend, so she certainly won't talk either."
"Oh, since that's the case, don't forget to come find me again a month from now."
"I'll arrange a romantic date that you'll definitely enjoy."
"And those dragon eggs of yours, I'll purchase them at the highest market price."
"Hehe, you're the greatest catch I've had since coming to Vizima."
He hadn't quite expected that Margarita, who should be nearly two hundred years old - considerably older than Yennefer - would have a much more lively personality than Yennefer, giving off a somewhat girlish, innocent and romantic vibe.
Probably not understanding the conversation between Margarita and Kieriman, Yennefer put down the book in her hands, showing a curious expression.
Soul studies, regardless of which magical world, should belong to relatively advanced knowledge, holding considerable temptation for spellcasters.
Hearing this, Margarita glanced at Kieriman, and after receiving the witcher's permission, roughly recounted her experience from the previous night.
"Truly impressive."
Faced with the black-haired sorceress's praise, Kieriman cleared his throat lightly, pretending to be proper as he said:
"Don't misunderstand, Lady Yennefer."
Speaking, the witcher pretended to be somewhat fatigued, pointing at his head with his finger as he addressed the two sorceresses present:
"For me, it's also quite a significant drain."
"If I didn't like Lady Margarita, I wouldn't have exerted myself so much last night, draining my energy like that."