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A
truce
with
Nilfgaard
is
a
very
fragile
thing
,
like
an
egg-shell
.
If
not
today
then
the
war
might
start
anew
tomorrow
,
and
anything
can
happen
in
war
.
If
they
defeated
us
,
what
do
you
think
would
happen
?
I
'll
tell
you
what
--
elven
commandos
would
emerge
from
the
forests
,
they
'd
emerge
strong
and
numerous
and
these
"
loyal
elements
"
would
instantly
join
them
.
Those
loyal
dwarves
of
yours
,
your
friendly
halflings
,
do
you
think
they
are
going
to
talk
of
peace
,
of
reconciliation
then
?
No
,
sir
.
They
'll
be
tearing
our
guts
out
.
Nilfgaard
is
going
to
deal
with
us
through
their
hands
.
And
they
'll
drown
us
in
the
sea
,
just
as
they
promise
.
No
,
sir
,
we
must
not
pussyfoot
around
them
.
It
's
either
them
or
us
.
There
's
no
third
way
!
"
The
door
of
the
hut
squeaked
and
a
soldier
in
a
bloodied
apron
stood
in
the
doorway
.
"
Forgive
me
for
disturbing
you
,
"
he
hawked
.
"
Which
of
you
,
noble
sirs
,
be
the
one
who
brought
this
sick
woman
here
?
"
"
I
did
,
"
said
the
witcher
.
"
What
's
happened
?
"
"
Come
with
me
,
please
.
"
They
went
out
into
the
courtyard
.
"
It
bodes
not
well
with
her
,
sir
,
"
said
the
soldier
,
indicating
Triss
.
"
Firewater
with
pepper
and
saltpetre
I
gave
her
--
but
it
be
no
good
.
I
do
n't
really
...
"
Geralt
made
no
comment
because
there
was
nothing
to
say
.
The
magician
,
doubled
over
,
was
clear
evidence
of
the
fact
that
firewater
with
pepper
and
saltpetre
was
not
something
her
stomach
could
tolerate
.
"
It
could
be
some
plague
.
"
The
soldier
frowned
.
"
Or
that
,
what
's
it
called
...
Zintery
.
If
it
were
to
spread
to
our
men
-
"
