The place where the Apparition landed was a remote fishing village, beside a small branch of the Yaruga River far away from the main channel; there were five or six families scattered around, and Dandelion and Geralt's "family of three" settled here.

"For a fishing village, this house is a bit beyond its standards in terms of both size and interior decoration. But only in this way can it barely be qualified to host a famous poet." Lin You, who came in without knocking, saw several figures at the dining table, especially Dandelion who was in charge of sobering up at the main seat, and immediately made a teasing remark.

"Perhaps it's because this is not a fishing village at all, but a base for smuggling trade across the Yaruga River." Dandelion poured a glass of wine for Lin You who came in. "I have to say that although these fishermen who changed their careers made money, their vision and knowledge did not increase accordingly. Not only is the quality of this wine poor, but there is no special wine cellar. It will taste bad if we don't drink it now."

Lin You nodded to Geralt's "family of three" who were also gathered at the dining table, and then asked, "After I entered the village, I didn't see anyone else except this house."

"They moved, died, or ran away. First, the armies confronted each other, and the smuggling business could no longer be carried out. Those who made a lot of money moved to Vizima or Vengerberg. Those who didn't make enough money had nowhere to go and had to stay in the village. As a result, they encountered an invasion by orcs from another world, and several people died. The rest could not take care of their property and packed up their belongings and ran away." Dandelion said, "Fortunately, they didn't move the stove and dining table with them. It's time for dinner now, let's eat together?"

Looking at the dishes on the table, Lin You declined the offer; it was not that he could not accept medieval cooking techniques, but the problem was that he had recently been spoiled by the elves of Rivendell.

With the same medieval level of productivity and the same "pure natural, pollution-free" raw materials, the elves can create delicious dishes that even the famous chefs of the 21st century can't even dream of.

As for the fish on the table...not even enough spices were used to remove the fishy smell. Are they just going to eat it with bread and wine?
"Thank you for your kindness, but I just had dinner in another world." Lin You said against his will and quickly changed the subject, "Why did you hide here? This place is more than ten miles away from the space-time gap. If something happens, there will be no time for the news to be transmitted."

"Of course I didn't want to do this, but you made such a big splash when you eliminated the invaders. The kings, prime ministers, sorceresses, and spy chiefs went crazy trying to find out about you. When they couldn't find you, they turned their attention to Geralt and the others. And Ciri accidentally revealed her whereabouts, which made things even more complicated - there were just as many people looking for Ciri as there were looking for you."

Yennefer interrupted and said to Lin You with an apologetic look: "I must apologize to you. In order to help Ciri divert her attention, I leaked some of your information appropriately."

"Appropriate?" Lin You sat down at the table. He was both familiar and unfamiliar with this sorceress. Except for the games and TV dramas in his previous life, this was the first time he had a face-to-face conversation with this popular character. "How do you judge the standard of 'appropriate'?"

Temperamentally, it is indeed much better than the casting in the TV series with a curry flavor.

"No more than what the Emperor of Nilfgaard already knows and guesses; at the very least, the Northern Kingdom cannot lag too far behind the South in intelligence. Dandelion gave me a lot of advice - I'm talking about another Dandelion."

"Dandelion's suggestions have nothing to do with the standard of 'appropriate' in most cases - I'm referring to the other Dandelion; but it doesn't matter, no matter south or north, I don't intend to deal with them." Lin You thought about it, and then added, "What happened in the Golden Tower City was a special case."

"Special case? This special case has caused Ciri great harm." Geralt's tone was much more interesting than his almost unchanging facial expression. "Now the whole continent knows that she is the daughter of the Emperor of Nilfgaard, and the only child so far. Do you know what this means?"

"Does this mean that our little princess has become the most noble woman in the entire continent, and has the right to claim the throne of both Cintra and Nilfgaard. Will she have the opportunity to become the ruler of half of the civilized world in the future?"

Lin You's deliberate teasing caused even greater dissatisfaction among the demon hunters: "The most honorable? No, the most expensive! Spy chiefs, mercenaries, even bandits in the mountains, and bullies who block the road all know that the girl named Ciri has the highest bounty in the world, and it can be redeemed in any country in the north or south."

"Is that so?" Lin You looked to the side and found that Xili seemed to have no idea that she had become the center of attention. She was pretending to be deaf and dumb by wolfing down the food. Unfortunately, how could Lin You let her get what she wanted?
"So, if the business of being a demon hunter is not good in the future and you can't make money and have to starve, you can still sell yourself for a good price in exchange for food?" "Cough cough cough..." The little girl rolled her eyes because of choking. It was Dandelion who kindly pushed a glass of wine to her to save her throat; "Don't look for me, you guys can quarrel, I won't express any opinion..."

Lin You laughed loudly and said, "Look how anxious the little girl is. You had already argued about this more than once before I came, right? Listen to what she said, 'I don't have any opinions'. How much pressure did she have to learn the most standard political rhetoric without any guidance?"

Ciri had rolled her eyes so much that her pupils were completely invisible. "Please, can you stop talking about me? Geralt was too nervous and just wanted to take me back to Kaer Morhen and lock me up. In fact, few people outside know me. Even if I walked past the streets of Novigrad, no one would recognize me as the person on the wanted poster. Triss taught me all my makeup skills."

“Ha, imprisonment and restriction of the personal freedom of minors, this is a very serious accusation.” Lin You slammed the table, adding fuel to the fire with gloating, “I stand on Ciri’s side in this matter. In fact, the situation is not that bad. For example, Dandelion made a big fuss in the Golden Tower City, but it did not prevent him from meeting and falling in love with the Grand Duchess of Toussaint, which was destined.”

Dandelion threw up his hands. "Hey, I've been keeping quiet here, not getting involved in your arguments. What the bard does is none of my business."

“Come on, while you were borrowing Dandelion’s body, you were also influenced by his humanity. If you had just woken up, you wouldn’t sit at the dining table and pour wine and serve food to humans. The fate of the people around Dandelion has been changed more or less because of you, hasn’t it? The most obvious example is at this dining table. Judging from Ciri’s age, at this point in time, she should be the only one alive in their family of three.”

The secret suddenly revealed by Lin You had a huge chilling effect, and the originally "happy" atmosphere froze in an instant.

"What did you just say?" Ciri trembled all over.

"Destiny." Lin You answered with pity and gentleness; he had great patience for little girls like Ciri and was willing to show his good-tempered side, perhaps because he also had a little girl growing up in his own family.

"You mean, Yennefer and I...we were originally going to die? But because of Dandelion, we survived?" Geralt still kept a poker face when talking about his fate of "death", and his mood could only be vaguely judged by the subtle changes in his tone; "It's not the first time that I accept the arrangement of 'fate', but it's the first time I know that 'fate' can appear and change so casually."

"That's all thanks to Mr. Dandelion who is beside you." Lin You said it straightforwardly.

Dandelion was very dissatisfied: "At least half of this is your credit; you know that if it weren't for the sudden appearance of the time and space gap and the Orc army, the second war between the Northern Alliance and Nilfgaard would have ended a few months ago. Oh, and there is also a king who should have died, but now he has lived for an extra year, so that the thirteen-year-old child who should have ascended the throne is still only the crown prince. This is inevitably related to the incident you caused in the City of Golden Tower."

"Oh, I do remember that one; you mean the old King of Redania?"

"If not him, who else?"

The two gods who shared the power of the fate of the demon hunter world recklessly revealed the "historical truth"; Geralt's family of three went from being shocked at first to being numb later, and then participating in the discussion with great interest, and in the blink of an eye they forgot about the news that their family should have been destroyed. (End of this chapter)