Game in Marvel-Chapter 108

If Tony and the others had ever heard Geralt's thoughts on their special radio device, they would have laughed at them. Thankfully, Geralt was a man of very few words and didn't voice his opinion.

"Before we go our separate ways, let's make sure we can still talk to each other. This," Tony said, "is a long-distance radio. It'll let us communicate no matter where we are. Though I feel like magic might hinder it somewhere, from what I can see."

"A... what? How does it work?" Geralt frowned as he examined the small contraption.

"Think of it like a magical communication device, but instead of relying on magic, it uses radio waves. We can talk in real-time even if we're miles apart." Steve was eager to explain because, at the end of the day, he felt he was finally ahead of the current times.

"So, like how sorceresses communicate over long distances?" Geralt asked.

"Pretty much. Just a lot less flashy—no need for portals or weird magical headaches," Liam replied, knowing how much Geralt hated portals.

"Huh. If it works, I won't complain." Geralt let out a small chuckle.

"Alright, if we're doing this, let's make sure we stick to our plans. If anything goes wrong, we regroup," Steve said.

"Now, let's get to work and change the world—one city at a time," Tony said as he tossed the radio to each of them. Everyone soon bade their farewells, each one taking a different route. Being in Vizima, they had bought a map of the world, and thus everyone knew where they were headed.

Liam was close to the place where Keira lived, and thus, it only took him a day's journey to reach the small village where Keira had disguised herself as a herbalist.

The herbalist was someone Geralt had relations with. She could be called a "friend with benefits" in modern times if Liam wanted to explain the relationship between him and Keira. In fact, in the game, they had a romantic scene, and depending on how Geralt chose, he might have to kill her or let her find peace and continue to hide until he had taken care of Radovid V.

Basically, the war that was going on was between Nilfgaard and the Northern Kingdoms together, and Radovid was the one representing the Northern Kingdoms—or at least, that was the status quo. It was more complicated since there were several Northern Kingdoms, and Nilfgaard wanted nothing more than to bring everyone under their rule. Thus, the Northern Kingdoms were more united than before.

Radovid V was known for his hatred of witches, and he even had a personal vendetta against the head of the Lodge of Sorceresses, Philippa. And in the end, Keira was someone who had been an advisor to Temeria, one of the Northern Kingdoms, and she was being hunted down. After King Foltest was assassinated, she had run for her life.

And Velen was the territory of Nilfgaard, and even then, she was in hiding.

"She has quite the temper. I need to be careful," Liam thought to himself as he approached the cottage after asking for her location. He could feel the lingering traces of magic in the air. It wasn't overwhelming like the chaotic energy he'd sensed in battle against the Crones, but a controlled, refined aura—one belonging to a skilled sorceress.

He knocked on the wooden door and waited, keeping his posture non-threatening. Since Keira Metz was in hiding, she'd be wary of strangers. After a moment, the door creaked open slightly, revealing a pair of sharp blue eyes peering through the gap.

"Herbs or potions?" the woman asked. "I am not giving anything without payment upfront."

In response, Liam threw her a pouch filled with coins. She caught it easily and checked inside.

"What can I do for you?" Keira asked with a more welcoming tone this time. Being a sorceress was always a costly job.

"I have been sent here by Geralt to find out information," Liam replied. He couldn't just ask for books—he needed to show that he was her friend first.

"Geralt? That's a name I haven't heard in a long time. How do you know him? And how did you find me?" Keira asked, not hiding the fact that she didn't trust Liam, who had just appeared out of nowhere and knew her location.

"There was a spy of Nilfgaard who had been keeping an eye on you," Liam replied.

"Had?" Keira asked.

"He was killed by the Wild Hunt," Liam replied casually, but it sent a chill down Keira's spine.

"What does the Wild Hunt want from me?" Keira asked.

"They don't want anything from you. They want something from the girl Geralt is searching for, and that's also one of the reasons I came here. The spy had notes about you meeting her, and thus, I came here," Liam stated the truth.

Keira went silent after that as she started to think about whether she was being spied on.

"You haven't answered how you know Geralt," Keira asked after some contemplation.

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"Well, I helped him solve some problems and also in his quest to find the missing girl," Liam replied.

"Must be quite important to Geralt if he has been searching for her. Let me guess—Yennefer of Vengerberg?" Keira asked in a mocking tone, but if one paid close attention, one could sense a bit of jealousy somewhere in her words.

"No. It's Ciri," Liam replied in a plain tone.

This made Keira's eyes widen. When Liam first showed up, she didn't trust him at all and was ready to incinerate him into oblivion, but once the name of Ciri came out, she knew that Liam knew Geralt well.

She might not have been around Geralt a lot, but she knew that Ciri was the daughter of Geralt. And since Geralt had told Liam about Ciri, that meant he could be trusted—or at least, this guy wouldn't want to kill her.

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