Chapter 657 - A Gigantic Surprise (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Triss had already prepared herself for the hardship, but it was her fault for falling head over heels for the White Wolf Geralt.

However, this kind of love had yet to progress into the state of deep love, or she would be in far more bitter pain than she was at that moment. By then, she would never want to leave Geralt’s side.

This was fantasy. If you are the perfect woman in real life and could make anyone fall for you, live a rich and peaceful life, would you toss that all aside, just to be with the person that you love? This was all bullshit romance that creators have taken far too many liberties with.

Due to love, she might be able to withstand the pain, but just how long can one hold on?

As Triss returned to her senses, she saw that Geralt had stepped out to welcome her. Somehow… he was clad in elegant clothing that he disliked so much?

No matter how poor Geralt was, he was indeed handsome. He was scarred, but so what? If anything, those scars added on to his charm. With his looks, any outfit would fit him. Lavish sorceresses would love to see him in royal and elegant outfits.

Of course, Geralt was not a fan of such clothing. But in this case, it was Olivia who had asked him to put on the clothes that she designed for him. There was no way he could say no to Olivia.

This was Olivia’s area of expertise. She knew just how to convince just about anyone to play along with her extreme makeovers. If her “magic” was used on someone perfect like Geralt, it would only open the door to the divine.

As mentioned earlier, Geralt may be able to decline his sorceresses “friends,” but there was no way he could say no to his “daughters.” Whenever it came to Olivia or Cirilla, he would pamper them. So much for the White Wolf. He instead became a loyal puppy.

Nasty Olivia. One might say that she welcomed herself to the happy corner of everyone’s heart, but her own heart was dark. She manipulated everyone into obeying her will. It was like taming a pack of blood-thirsty wolves and turning them into lap pillows.

The fact that Geralt had actually dressed up to welcome Triss drove all her fatigue away. All she wanted now was to reunite with Geralt and embrace him tightly.

It was all worth it, even if she had to suffer the harsh environment of Kaer Morhen.

She did not seem to mind the broken down castle at first glance, but a keener eye could easily tell that the living conditions here was getting to her.

There’s the saying “Don’t judge a girl by her looks.” She may look like she was deeply in love with Geralt, but in reality…

As Triss was about to break down, what she saw next wholly shocked her senseless.