The accurate physical condition allowed Lan En to wake up from meditation at six o'clock in the morning on time.
Gently pressing the ground with his fingers, the strong body and heavy armor stood up silently.
On the bed, Aaliyah, who was huddled under the quilt, was talking in her sleep and talking about some names.
Words like "Sansa is stupid", "Robb, help", "Jon, help me".
Everything happened last night so cruelly and suddenly. Even with Alia’s character, she was really frightened.
The names in her mouth are her relatives.
On the surface, this little girl seems to be immersed in the excitement of seeing new things every day, but in fact, the fear of missing home and leaving home is hidden deep in her heart, and she is afraid that even she is not aware of it. .
Lan En shook his head gently in the dim morning light.
The distance represented by the intersection of the celestial sphere is too far even for interstellar civilization.
He is just a special demon hunter.
He cannot save everyone.
But it is precisely because of this that Lan En wants to save those people who he may have a way to save.
Even if it’s just a try
Put on the studded leather gloves again, fix the steel wrist armor, and carry the stiffened corpse.
The increasingly taller demon hunter walked out of the room lightly and headed towards the appointed lake.
The morning mist floats on the lake, which is different from the mysterious and deep atmosphere under the moonlight, giving people a moist and refreshing feeling.
Lan En rented a small fishing boat by the lake, which was very different from the one he used to ride with Bernie when he went to kill water ghosts.
Lan En can drive it by himself.
Rejecting the fisherman's offer to sail the boat, the witcher paid a little extra deposit.
The bow of the boat split the water waves and lotus leaves, and just a dozen meters into the lake, a "clatter" sound different from that of a sailing boat rang from all around.
The messenger of the lady in the lake, the nymph from last night, followed Lan En's boat like an elf in the water.
"Hello, Nymph."
After Lan En glanced at her, he looked away and no longer looked at her from the front.
Facts: Fat is a semi-solid substance.
As the water waves flow and beat, the naked body of the nymph perfectly demonstrates the elasticity of semi-solid materials.
"Hello to you, Witcher."
Nymphs themselves don't care at all. In fact, there are often rumors among the people that villagers have relationships with nymphs, swamp daffodils, and even harpies. The story of Yaonohe.
The villagers were very interested in this, but the witchers were noncommittal.
It is true that there are men who can taste the sweetness of these wild creatures, but most of the men who come to their doorstep are just adding to their meal.
Literally "extra meal".
Lan En believed that the nymphs who served the Lady in the Lake would not be as barbaric as their counterparts in the wild.
But today sheHis expression didn't seem very happy.
"You are in trouble"
Nymph was leading the way in the water ahead. Lan En felt a little bored at the helm, so he asked bluntly.
The other party also answered very directly.
"I lost my necklace. It was a necklace made of precious gold and rubies."
"Didn't the lady listen to the information in the entire area? She didn't tell you. "Said"
"The lady will definitely tell me. I'm just taking you there to ask."
Nymph answered naturally, but Lan En was surprised. Surprise.
In his long-term impression, the attitude of gods towards requests is that they are arrogant and indifferent.
Otherwise, it can be done at your fingertips. Whether it is the antecedent or the consequence, it will be completely dealt with with a wave of your hand.
This is the case in the Eastern myths of my hometown world, otherwise it would be so shameless
But from what Miss Nymph looks like
In addition to the lady using her own power, After searching for a while, it seems that he doesn't use extraordinary power at all.
Even the location has to be asked by the nymph in front of the lady.
Lan En imagined this scene based on the myth of his hometown.
The Queen Mother passed down the imperial edict of immortal magic and ordered the maid to come and embroider with her, while chatting about household chores and gossip
Thinking about it this way, it’s so lifelike
Maybe this is God in the Western context.
Lan En doesn’t have any opinion on this, because he doesn’t believe in any god.
Black Tern Island is not far from Dusky Water Village, it takes about 40 minutes by boat.
This small island in the lake seemed to have wonderful scenery, but when Lan En approached the island, he frowned.
Like a passenger who is motion sick and wants to vomit.
“I feel so inexplicable that even the scenery is disgusting to me.”
This is the place where the lady in the lake should live
Stop the fishing boat in the shallows, Carrying the body on the water to the island.
Nymph and Lan En walked together.
Her expression is not good-looking either, but she is more adaptable than Lan En.
“This is Dagon’s power, it’s hard, right?”
Nymph frowned and explained to Lan En, who was also frowning next to her.
"But it should be hard for you to imagine that this level of feeling is already the result of the lady mobilizing the power of Lake Vizima to suppress it."
Lan En Wei Wei was speechless.
My willpower has long been proven through the surgery I performed on myself.
He can cut open his own heart and blood vessels without hesitation when he has a clear and rational understanding.
But with such willpower, just stepping onto Black Tern Island will make you feel irritated and nauseated.
If it were an ordinary person, it would be equivalent to entering a manic state directly upon landing on the island.
If it continues for a long time, you may go crazy directly.
And this is after being suppressed. Dagon is indeed a terrifying evil god.
"You said it was Dagon's power, but my badge didn't vibrate."
While wading in the water, Lan asked Nymph for more information.
“The witcher’s badge does not react to all supernatural powers. Dagon’s power is deep and strange even in the eyes of a lady. It is normal for no reaction. It is precisely because of this characteristic. Only a lady would think that using his power to control the souls of the deceased would not cause an imbalance in the local magic power."
"It is a force outside the world that does not participate in building balance."
The island on the lake couldn't be that big. Lan En followed Nymph and after walking a few steps, he arrived at a small pool in the center of the island.
Nymph raised her hand to stop Lan En behind her.
She knelt down on one knee lightly and lowered her head.
"Good day, madam. As you requested, I brought the Lan En of the Witcher Cintra that you expected."
L En also put his hand on his shoulder. Throwing the body aside, he touched his chest with his left hand, stretched his right hand flat to his side, and bent down to bow.
This is the court etiquette in this world, and I mentioned it when chatting with Triss.
Lan En feels that it is better to follow local rules when worshiping local gods.
The memories of the Emperor's Children that are full of beauty every second have made a considerable upgrade to Lan En's artistic sense.
This makes even if he is performing a ritual that he has only heard of, the details of his movements are full of ritual beauty.
If a Temerian palace steward came to see it, he would probably not think that this was the etiquette of his country.
Because there are many irregularities.
But to say that this was a similar etiquette from a distant country, he probably didn’t dare to say more.
Because this etiquette looks really solemn.
Lan En sent greetings to the clear spring.
"Good day, madam."
Shuitan responded.
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