The Witcher - As Uchiha Madara! - Chapter 163 - Meeting of All Northern Kingdoms 07.

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Third Person POV

Northern kingdoms.

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“Are you sure about this, Yen?” Tissaia asked with some concern as Yennefer nodded.

There were eight mages surrounding Yennefer, all eyes on her, as they needed greater power to delve into the mind of a high-level sorceress like Yennefer.
“It’s fine... I’ll do it,” Yennefer said as she prepared herself, surrounded by those sorcerers and mages who were getting ready to enter her mind and extract her memories, while Tissaia would lead the process once again as the most powerful mage present.

“...” Without saying anything further, Tissaia approached Yennefer, looking at her seriously in the eyes. The sorceress showed a certain determination, gazing at her maternal figure—the one who had taken her from her family when she was a girl sold by her father to Aretuza’s rector.

Tissaia then began to recite the elven words as everyone in the room paid close attention, beginning to uncover what this sorceress might reveal about the potential threat to the continent.

Yennefer started to feel uncomfortable as the spell penetrated her mind, her visible pain increasing, her expression tightening until she began to groan and scream.
“AHHH!!” Yennefer felt an immense pain as her head was forcefully invaded by magic, with all the mages around her.
“Hold on... I’m almost there!” Tissaia said, striving to avoid destroying Yennefer’s mind. The process dragged on, with Yennefer visibly suffering.

None of the kings seemed to genuinely care about the sorceress, as most of the monarchs were only interested in discovering what she had to reveal.
“I’ve got it!” Tissaia exclaimed with a sigh, while Yennefer remained in a trance, her nose bleeding. “Now, let’s see what she has before she’s permanently harmed,” Tissaia said, as everyone did their part, casting spells toward the ceiling, creating the same mist that now displayed Yennefer’s memories.

It began with her witnessing her companions dying easily from an enemy’s technique, leaving her and another barely alive. She was the only one able to maintain her shield against the area’s fiery explosion.
“Who are you?” Yennefer asked in the memory.
“You might say we are something beyond your comprehension—far more powerful than your mages, Witchers, soldiers, nobles, or kings... we can change the course of an entire war, obliterate entire kingdoms with little effort... we could destroy the entire continent in a matter of weeks...”
“We are shinobi,” was his reply.

Everyone watched as Yennefer found herself in danger, struggling to escape the threads binding her, barely managing to summon her magic to get free. Just as the strange man approached, both were caught off guard by a boy appearing and kicking the man away from Yennefer, marking the first contact between Madara and Yennefer.

They exchanged brief words while Madara created his clones—a technique that, though not unprecedented, left everyone stunned by its display. Though they wished to comment, they remained silent as Yennefer was taken away from the scene.

Strangely, Ciri did not appear in the memories, and Yennefer was alone, waiting for Madara. The fight unfolded in the distance while she stayed behind.
By the time she arrived, the battle was over, and Madara spoke with her a bit, informing her that he had killed the man and was leaving. With that, he departed.
“He seems like an ordinary person to me...” Meve remarked, watching Madara speak and interact with someone for the first time. He hadn’t attacked Yennefer and left quietly, saying little more than that he was heading to the Sodden Mountains.
“They saved us at Sodden Hill, so I don’t think he’s one of them either,” Keira commented.
“Even so, we’ve seen his powers... and he and the stranger fought as equals! We need to know who they are!” Foltest interrupted his sorceress.

The memories continued as Yennefer returned to the battlefield, awaiting news from Sodden Hill. Madara reappeared a few days later, informing her of Triss’s situation.
“He actually did it... What a hero...” Coral murmured among the other sorcerers and mages.
“Still a murderer! He killed Vilgefortz!” the mage from earlier exclaimed.
“Let’s keep watching the memories,” a king demanded, silencing the room.

The memories continued with the first battles unfolding over the next few days, until finally, Madara reappeared and sought out Yennefer once again.

She watched him fighting on the battlefield, bringing an unexpected victory to the North before vanishing shortly after.
Then one day, Madara came to find her, wanting to discuss something happening in the mountains. He showed her a picture of a dark and powerful creature.

Madara began to talk about the monster he had fought at Sodden Hill, presenting an image of the painted creature and describing its powers. He also mentioned the rift between worlds, which he discovered during the battle while weakening the creature. He requested the help of the Chapter of Mages to gather information about the Lich—a being he himself had never encountered or heard of.

Everyone was taken aback by this, except for the mages who had been at Sodden Hill and survived.
“So, this is the creature you mentioned?” Foltest asked, turning to Keira beside him.
“Yes, we didn’t see the fight, only the boy battling it from a distance,” Keira murmured to her king.
“What is a Lich?!”
“A creature that can bring the dead back to life?!”
“I’ve never seen anything so horrifying in my life. How does something like this even exist?!”

The mages and sorcerers grimaced, even Tissaia. She hadn’t yet heard of this despite brief mentions from the mages who returned from the mountains. However, she couldn’t focus on it fully during the meetings held by the kings, where everyone’s attention was on the blue giant and the end of the war.

The memories revealed Madara, after reporting about the creature, using the Sharingan on Yennefer herself. Through his eyes, she saw his battle with the monster, leaving everyone even more shocked.

The vision depicted Madara fighting the creature with great skill, revealing that it originated from the world of Limbo and possessed powers beyond anything they had encountered before.

If they were already concerned about Madara and individuals with strange powers on the continent, this new revelation about a world called Limbo heightened their alarm. Kings and mages now wore grim expressions.
“What is this? Now we have another world trying to invade us?” one of the kings murmured in fear.

Even Thorne, typically the most composed of them all, seemed shaken. The queens closed their eyes, horrified by the vision of the monster fighting the boy.
“To think the boy fought against that...” Coral commented, unable to hide her fear.
“We would be dead if that creature had faced us,” said another mage who had also been in the mountains.
“But the boy still managed to defeat it!” one of the famous knights among the realms remarked, watching the fight that they wouldn’t have even dared approach.

“So this creature intended to raise all the dead of the war just for fun, while destroying the entire continent?” Thorne exclaimed indignantly.
“This is truly something dreadful,” Francesca murmured, frowning, while most around her did the same. Fringilla, beside her, didn’t hide her shock either.

Madara had proven himself to be far more powerful than the mages, who were already a level above the sorcerers. Who among them could face such a creature alone like the boy had?
“You mean the boy saved them before the war even began. I hope you all remember that,” Thorne said directly to the kings.

Though the rulers didn’t seem very willing to acknowledge this, none of them protested.
The memory of that day concluded with Madara declaring that he needed information to locate the rift and that he would require the help of individuals capable of investigating the entire continent. Thus, he requested the assistance of the mages through Yennefer.

“All right, we’ll deal with this later. For now, let’s finish watching the memories,” one of the kings said, urging them to continue.

The memories moved on, revealing an encounter between Madara and Yennefer after he had fought Vilgefortz.

Then the final battle began, displaying Madara in action—this time through Yennefer’s perspective. She noticed different details from those shown by the soldier earlier.

In one scene, an adult man wearing armor identical to Madara’s stood atop a wooden dragon. This detail raised questions: was it an adult version of Madara somehow, or someone else entirely?

The fight ended with the blue giant appearing as Yennefer distanced herself from the chaos alongside the other mages, and then it destroyed the Nilfgaardian army with a single sword swing.

Days passed, and the memories showed Yennefer in the camps dealing with post-war matters. Then, she encountered Madara again after seeking him out—a moment everyone had been waiting for to confirm that he was alive. There weren’t many details about where they met, but they had a brief conversation.

“Was it you who created that giant thing?” Yennefer asked cautiously.
“That’s a power that came from the other continent. It’s because of those people,” the boy replied.
“And what do you plan to do?” she asked.
“I’ll have to eradicate them. That’s why I’ll travel across the sea. I’ll be dealing with them for the next few decades,” he said, as a girl appeared beside him.

It was none other than Ciri, though her face was different. She had birthmarks on her chin and a large scar on her left eye. Everyone focused on the injured princess, imagining that it had happened during her escape from Cintra.

“You’re taking the princess of Cintra?” Yennefer asked, and Madara nodded.
“Yes. It’s not safe for her to stay on this continent, so we’ll leave for another place,” he answered, and Yennefer finally nodded in agreement.

“I’m only telling you this because you helped me. So don’t expect anything more from me in the coming years,” Madara said.
“All right, then,” was all Yennefer could manage to say, looking deeply conflicted in the memory.

“Don’t worry, we’ll return... Cintra still belongs to Ciri, and we’ll reclaim the kingdom when we come back,” Madara said firmly before taking Ciri and jumping away. Both disappeared from view in Yennefer’s memory.

“Stop the memory!” Tissaia commanded immediately as she began to dissipate the spell. The mist vanished, and Yennefer, still in a trance, started to collapse, falling to her knees. Though she didn’t lose consciousness like the other soldier, she immediately felt a searing headache, as if her mind was about to explode, while she struggled to breathe.

The entire room fell silent as Yennefer panted heavily.
“So, he left the continent?” Thorne murmured, unsure of what to say.
“What are the chances these memories are false?” Foltest asked Tissaia directly.
“This is what’s in Yennefer’s memory. It doesn’t seem to have been altered,” Tissaia replied.

“It seems we have two threats: a continent with people who possess strange abilities, including the boy, and now, a creature from another dimension. What else will we discover in this meeting?” Meve commented with a worried tone.

Everyone was silent, pondering what to discuss next after receiving all this information. Meanwhile, Yennefer remained there, trying to recover.
“I had to do it,” she murmured, unheard by anyone. Somehow, she knew she needed to show these memories, which was why she had decided to do so openly.

After all, it was a trick she had voluntarily submitted to, asking Madara to make alterations with his Sharingan. She knew they would come after them and likely search the entire continent.

Now, with Madara’s memories pointing west, toward the sea, along with the princess of Cintra, things might be different. Madara could remain hidden with Ciri in Kaer Morhen.

She didn’t know this now, as her memories had been altered by the Sharingan. However, Yennefer had received a letter written by her own hand before losing all those memories. It warned her to stay away from Kaer Morhen for the next few years, until the dust settled. In the meantime, Madara and Ciri would remain there, with no one suspecting.

The kings then resumed their meeting with this information, though none could truly determine the whereabouts of Madara and Ciri. Yet, they still had to address the situation, starting by discussing the strange powers of Chakra users along with the Lich and its world.

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Raccoon Here:

We concluded the meeting, leaving the next matters for the kings and sorcerers to reveal as the stories unfold, and we will continue with Madara and Ciri heading to Kaer Morhen.