They went through the cells and found mana residue in the prison. They asked the witnesses and soldiers about it, and their answers were about the same as what Linus told them. Thanks to that, everyone thought a sorcerer assisted Vlodimir in his jailbreak. Sorcerers could go around a lot of places in a short time thanks to their portals, so everyone gave up on arresting the escaped criminal. Regrettably, they had to close the case.
Linus asked the witchers to stay around for about two to three weeks, at least until the Free Companyâs members receive their due punishment. He was worried the von Everec brothers would come for their revenge.
The witchers agreed. There was still time until their meeting in Novigrad, so they stayed back in Oxenfurt.
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Felix wanted to drop in at the Faculty of Espionage and Faculty of Applied Destruction, but these faculties never took any dropins. In the end, he had to keep Linus safe alongside Carl and Kantilla. The three of them would care for the animals in the morning. They would purchase their food, feed them, clean their excrements up, or play with them (under Linusâ guidance). They had to make sure these animals got the exercise they needed, just like dogs.
They would spend their time in the Natural History classes, learning something from the lecturers. They learned about the habits of the animals, their hazard levels, weaknesses, predators, and how to give first-aid if needed. Linus brought up the concept of protection of endangered animals many times.
Felix was not fazed at all. He was a veteran witcher, and he knew he was a monster killer. Linusâ lectures did nothing to change his mind. Carl, however, was a different story. Thanks to Linusâ lectures, Felixâs student got along really well with the animals, and he would talk about things like ecosystem balance and animal protection.
Felix wondered if he should feed Carl the acorn they got from the Ladies and make him forget the stupid ideas Linus was teaching him.
Kantilla was sucking all the knowledge up like a sponge. Her ambition was to hunt powerful creatures and have badges of honor tattooed on her body. Everything Linus taught her would come in handy.
Because of the zooâs exposure, almost the whole Natural History Faculty members volunteered to help out, and it relieved much of Linusâ stress. The once-quiet zoo was now bustling with life.
Everyone else had their own thing to do. Auckes dropped in at the Faculty of Poems. He wanted to master one branch of the arts and flirt with the ladies with poems like the bards usually did. The witcher wanted to have a change of taste. He would love to flirt with the wives of rich men this time around. Roy wondered if what Auckes learned would be useful though.
Letho went to the building of the Alchemy Faculty. He was a student of the Nilfgaardian academy in his younger years, though only for two years. Naturally, he wouldnât let the chance to learn from the best alchemists the northern kingdom had to offer slip. He spent all day working with those mad researchers. Whenever Roy would pass by the building, he could see Letho in a room, arguing vehemently with the messy, stubborn researchers in there. He thought it was fun.
Serrit chose the Faculty of Innovative Technology. He wanted to make some new gizmos and small items, so that was the best place to learn. He also wanted to see what the latest tech was like. It would be great if he could get some ideas from the brightest minds and modify his traps further. The traps would be essential for his dumb brotherâs safety.
Roy was a lot busier than his comrades. He was now a griffin trainer. He had to train Gryphonâs sprinting, gliding, flight, and hunting skills according to Linusâ training menu. Of course, he gained some EXP during the hunting sessions. He also had to make meals packed with all kinds of nutrients that involved fish, meat, and greens. Not to mention he had to trim Gryphonâs hair and claws. The young griffin grew well thanks to the regiment. It could fly for a long while now.
The ceremony was as simple as Linus said it would be. He, the witchers, Natural History Facultyâs dean, Carl, and Kantilla were holding a pair of scissors each. They were outside the Philosopherâs Gate, and the Natural Facultyâs members, some academyâs lecturers, and the crowd witnessed as they officiated the ceremony. There were no cameras around yet, or these people would have said âcheeseâ and beamed.
There was an abundance of artists in the academy though. They made a quick sketch and fleshed the artwork out, creating a lifelike portrait just a while later.
The witchers got one of the portraits as a gift. The Vipers stood in the front row. Felix and Carl were by their side, and Kantilla was in the picture too. It was like a family photo. Roy tucked it into his inventory space carefully.
After the ceremony, Natural History Facultyâs members gave the crowd free sweets and drinks, and they made an important announcement too.
Linus finally got over it. Instead of hiding the zoo, he thought it would be safer to showcase it to the public. With a lot of excitement, he announced that the zoo would be open to the public in the near future, and tickets would be sold at a low, low price. The Natural History Facultyâs members would act as guides, talking about the endangered species of animals to the visitors along the way. Linus hoped this would change the public perception toward these animals. If they didnât see the animals as invaders or dangerous predators, he could carry out the organizationâs mission more easily.
The people were curious about the creatures too, and the faculty members explained everything patiently.
While everyone was going on a tour around the zoo, nobody realized that the witchers had left the place.
âWhy are you looking so tense, Roy?â Kantilla was still thinking about the ceremony. âYou donât think the organization will work out? Or do you think Linus would fail?â
Roy shook his head. âThe SPA can only survive in peacetime. The people wonât care about animals if theyâre starving themselves.â Roy was trying to search his memory for this organization, but he didnât remember the SPA existing in the witcher world. Perhaps Linus is just a little speck of dust in this great wheel of time. Eventually he and the organization will be forgotten by history.
âBut the Northern Kingdoms are doing well, arenât they? Itâs been years since a war broke out in Redania,â Kantilla asked curiously.
âPeacetime has gone on far too long,â Letho said. He looked at the skies far, far away. It was clear just a moment ago, but now dark clouds were starting to show, and they were expanding fast. âChange is coming soon, and perhaps not for the better.â
End of Arc
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