The Witcher: Grinding Experience Starting as a Wolf School Witcher

Chapter 86 The Marquise of Seville

Geralt stretched his neck, his eyes filled with malice.

"The blood of the Wolf School cannot be shed in vain. What happened back then must be settled, and we must be given an explanation."

Holt subconsciously pursed his lips as he heard their resolute voices.

He never expected that these two future Witchers would sympathize with him, a traitor.

At that moment, the words that Vesemir had once said to Bernyov flashed through his mind.

"A witcher is a solitary hunter, yet he also needs the help of companions."

It was this very idea that kept the Witcher and his apprentices of the Wolf School steadfastly guarding Kaer Morhen.

This is what caused him so much suffering over the years, leading him to seek redemption through revenge.

The cat's eyes welled up with tears, and it murmured in a voice only it could hear.

"Vesemir, they are all your apprentices; I am not as good as you."

Seeing that the three of them were already on the same page, Alwin nodded silently.

"To settle this matter and clear our names of the injustice done to us, we must know the specific details of what happened, and..."

"Motive," Geralt's white hair was ruffled by the cold wind, "Atalmont's motive for targeting the Witcher!"

“That’s right,” Alwin raised his head, his gaze fixed on Holt.

"Holt, you've been investigating this for so long, you must know more than we do. We need this specific information."

Holt straightened his hunched back, his cat-like eyes no longer wandering, as if he had rediscovered the feeling he had at the winter table in Kyle Morhen.

Vesemir and Bernyov, holding wooden wine glasses, talked loudly about their harvest over the past year.

At the banquet, the official witchers walked around, carrying venison and roast chicken, while the apprentices made a ruckus and played around on the side.

All of this can be undone.

"I will. I will tell you everything I know..."

Holt's expression turned serious.

"To understand Atamon's motives, we need to go back 60 years, to 1170."

"At that time, the king of Cordwin was still King Dagred, but he was nearing the end of his reign."

"King Vesemir must have mentioned to you that during the Great Frontier, he issued a decree that allowed witchers to undertake commissioned missions within his jurisdiction."

"He was also a king who was very tolerant of witchers."

"That period," Holt said nostalgically, "was truly the golden age of the Wolf School. Wherever there were people, you could get commissions, and the reputation of the Witcher wasn't too bad."

"Until one person appeared, her name was Sevia Heladah."

Seville?

Arwen paused upon hearing the name.

"What's wrong?"

Geralt looked at him and noticed his unusual behavior.

Alwin replied truthfully, "I heard the name from Viscount Jennings and from his conversation with Atamon. Viscount Jennings referred to her as Lady Seville."

"They were talking about the plan to destroy the Temple of Melitelli, and it seemed that this Sevia was the most pleased and contributed the most."

"Who is this Sevia? Atamon's wife? A sorceress?"

Holt shook his head. "No, Sevia is not Atamon's wife, but the Marquis de Grafiacan."

"The Marquis of Grafiacan is among the most prominent of all the noble families in Cordwin."

Alwin's expression changed slightly.

Marquis, according to the peerage system, is the highest peerage below king.

According to the enfeoffment system, marquises held real power and military authority, making them practically states within a state.

Geralt fell silent; he had already made contact with the Marquis.

One of them was the ruler of the Upper Marker, Marquis Louis-Pold Lindenbrog.

Dealing with him can be described as quite difficult.

Holt, seeing that the two had stopped asking questions, continued.

"Alvin, it wasn't entirely wrong of you to think that Sevia was Atamon's wife."

"As for why she hates the Temple of Meritelli, you'll understand once you hear me out."

Arwen and Geralt both looked up at him, and Holt began to explain.

"Back then, Seville was only seventeen years old, in the prime of his youth, and naturally did not have the illustrious background he has now."

"As for Atamon's age, no one knows."

"However, at that time, Artamon was already a well-known sorcerer at Ban Ade Academy."

"By chance, the two met."

"Seville is like a young girl in love in a fairy tale, falling in love with a handsome mage, and the mage also falls in love with her at first sight."

"Soon, the two fell in love."

"But for some reason, the two later separated."

"A few years later, news came that Sevia had married the old Marquis de Grafiacan."

"As for Atamon, she didn't completely sever ties either."

Not long after, the Marquis of Grafiacan died, and Sevia was already pregnant and later gave birth to a son.

"The official response at the time was that he was a posthumous child and could legally inherit the title of Earl. As for the title of Marquis, it would be his as long as he grew up successfully."

"The Marquis is dead?" Arwin rubbed his hands together. "Wasn't this verdict a bit too hasty?"

Holt understood what Alwin meant. "There were rumors in the aristocratic circles at the time that the child was the illegitimate son of Sevia and Atamon."

"But at that time, Artamon already had a place at the Ben Ade Magic Academy, and with the help of the Marquis de Sévia's status, he quickly suppressed the public opinion."

"As for those who slandered them, they suffered terrible retribution."

"He who holds a grudge will seek revenge."

Alwin spoke.

Hall nodded and spread his hands.

"I suppose so. That's how it is among the great nobles. This is just the cause; the consequences lie with that young count."

Whether Atamon was fertile or not, we cannot delve into that matter.

"In short, Sevia and Atamon adored the child; it was an absolute indulgence."

"His family background as a marquis, along with his godfather who is the dean of studies at a magic academy, fostered his arrogant and domineering personality. He even dares to provoke members of the royal family."

"Later, the young count got carried away drinking in a country tavern and started whipping passing serfs."

"His entourage not only did not stop him, but encouraged him, saying that the lowly should be trampled underfoot."

"Until his whip struck a man in black."

"The man tried to reason with him at first, but the young count was used to being arrogant and domineering. He threatened that the man in black should kneel down and lick his toes, or he would cut off his head and hang it from a tree."

"The man in black was enraged, suddenly attacked and stabbed the young count before fleeing."

"The young count eventually died despite all efforts to save him."

"According to the official investigation, the assassin in black has been identified as..."

Holt's cat-like eyes remained silent as he spoke each word carefully.

"The Witcher".