"You let a little girl run the assassin's road?"
Belengar stared wide-eyed at Geralt.
And Geralt wasn't the least bit guilty.
"Weren't we about her age when we were running the assassin's road?"
Geralt leaned back in his chair, propped his legs up on the table, and sipped the aged Niflgaard lemon wine in his hand.
"Besides, Vesemir is watching her, and Lambert is out hunting—it's safe. She's not a fragile porcelain doll. Remember how she got that scar on her face?"
"Now is the right age for her to learn; there's nothing else to teach her in the Demon Hunters' castle. But if we don't want her to waste away, at the very least, we should teach her some means to protect herself in this harsh world."
Lann and Belengar nodded silently.
A person's learning ability gradually declines, even for transformed beings like Demon Hunters who have long lifespans.
It's in youth that one should learn more; otherwise, even developing intelligence becomes a problem.
