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The words coming out of the mouth of Baron Bodrog were full of madness.
“You little bastard, do you know how tense the relationship between the Nilfgaard Empire and its northern neighbors is now? Ever since that damn Hunter Lord slaughtered Stassa like a pig, The southerners turned into mad dogs."
When Mr. Baron scolded Ciri loudly, Lan En turned his head away guiltily. This was purely an instinctive reaction.
But by chance, he caught Geralt’s sideways gaze, so Lan En naturally turned his head in another direction.
“That idiot Foltest will not turn a blind eye. The result is to kill the goodwill representatives supported by other countries in the country, which will make the hawks in other countries There is an excuse to overwhelm the doves, and then the whole country rushes towards the abyss of war."
"Your engagement with Christine was supposed to be implemented in two years, but now it is because the Southerners are getting more and more aggressive. The tighter it is, I will immediately take you over to marry you and become the link between Cintra and Verden's alliance."
"You were married to Verden by your grandmother in order to form an alliance. It should be a weight that makes Nilfgaard's attitude cautious, but now"
"Now every message is more terrifying than the last one. The last time I received news from King Aiweier, he He said that your grandmother was ready to attack him. Who can believe that you ran out on your own? Everyone knows who Awell is. Even the toilet cleaner in the palace thought that Awell did something stupid to you after being drunk. Then throw you into the pond and drown you."
The wound on the knight's shoulder seemed to be deeply involved, and he actually had difficulty breathing after being scolded.
Hunter, who was not recognized, quickly stepped forward and laid him down on the bed. He had enough biochemical knowledge to complete multiple surgical operations and could judge the injury at a glance.
Lan En placed him in a position on the bed that would not compress his breathing or wounds.
His complexion improved almost instantly.
"Ah, thank you, kind sir. I feel much better."
"You're welcome, sir."
Baron Bodrog wanted to raise But as soon as he got out of the nursing position Lan En put on him, he felt the pressure of the wound, so he put it down slumped.
"This title is over a long time ago, why don't you give me a knighthood?" he muttered.
"I said, even if I return to my own territory, all that will be waiting for me is the gallows. This kid got lost from my motorcade, and I had to hold him close to him for this. The guards went into this ghost forest to look for someone, hoping that after finding her, Aiweier would show mercy to me. By the way, have you seen my guards? There are seven of them in total, each of them is well-equipped and strong."
The baron saw that Lan En pursed his lips and said nothing, and knew that these seven guards were gone.
He sighed "What a shame, they are all loyal and brave servants. I was thinking, at that time, if I had hired master witchers like you who could enter the heart of Broklon, would things have been different?"
"He called you witchers. "Ciri's emerald eyes looked at Lan En beside the bed. "What does witcher mean? I heard Brian call you witchers before, and I thought it was the tree spirit's name for human warriors. "
The baron on the bed seemed to have not communicated with humans for a long time. At this time, he took over the conversation very naturally.
"There is a huge difference between a demon hunter and a warrior. I know that, but children of your age have not experienced our era. At that time, there were monsters all over the mountains and plains, and no one was allowed not to know the witcher. Unlike you now, you may never meet one in your life. But it’s hard to say, now you’ve met three of them at once. ”
“And you are the princess of Cintra. Have you heard the story about the white wolf lifting the curse of the Temerian princess? Master Dandelion also wrote this into a poem.”
"Even if you haven't heard the story of the witcher slaying demons, you should at least have heard about the lord hunter from your grandmother, the lioness of Cintra, who is also a witcher. one of them. It was he who intensified the conflict between the Nilfgaard Empire and the North, forcing you to marry Verdon two years earlier and causing such a mess. "
"Yes, I have heard the story of Lord Hunter, he is Lan En of Cintra. "
Xili's green pupils stared closely at Lan En's eyes, and she whispered like a fantasy.
"But my grandma doesn't hate or fear him like you do. . She said that the witcher who dared to come directly to the door and smashed Stysa's evil deeds with his head was a hero, but there are few in Cintra who can be recognized as heroes."
" Yeah yeah. "The baron snorted coldly. "You Sintra people pride themselves on being brave, but you are also xenophobic and ruthless. If Lord Hunter's claim was not Cintra's, do you think you would still regard him as a hero? "
"In my opinion, he is not a Sintra person at all, he just wants to sound good. "
Just as he was talking, Blaine walked in from the door. He just glanced at the Baron, and the guy trembled for a while.
Then Blaine walked straight towards Jero who was shrinking. Ciri walked over to Te's legs.
"Come on, poor little guy. "
"Where are we going?" Ciri said with a sad face, "I don't want to go anywhere, I want to stay by the demon hunter's side. "
Geralt and Lann looked at each other helplessly, and then forced a smile to Ciri.
"Braine, she wants to take you to visit this city. , you will have a great time. "
Xili said slowly, "You are fooling me again. She did not cover my eyes when she brought us here. This place cannot be known to anyone, and those who know it cannot go out."
The little girl lost her voice and said, "Is that so?"
Brain squatted down and pulled Ciri from Geralt's legs. While hugging him
“No one can escape fate.”
A voice came from the depths of the room, firm, full, and low.
Braine hugged Ciri, and the three demon hunters followed her, all moving towards Bow in that direction
"Ms. Aisna. "Geralt and Vesemir have already had the experience of meeting each other because they have been here a long time ago.
Lan is a little different. Through Arondette on his waist, he feels It feels somewhat similar to the Lady in the Lake.
Although this feeling is very weak, it does exist.
Lan En will naturally respect the existence that can have this feeling. /p>
The queen of the dryads wears a thin and light green dress. Her expression is serious and her lips are pursed, making people feel majestic and powerful.
Her hair color matches her pupils. , both like melted silver, similar to Lan En’s hair color.
Vesemir took a step forward naturally. He was the one in the group who really wanted to talk to Eisna. < /p>
And I have met this tree spirit queen several times, and I consider myself the most familiar one among them.
But the development of things was different from that of the old demon hunter. The expectation was completely different.
Aisna did not put her molten silver eyes on him. On the contrary, after going around in a circle, "Lan of Cintra." . "
The unique and powerful voice spoke again, and everyone's eyes were focused on the tallest demon hunter.
"You have been famous for a long time. If you had been Without you, all our efforts would be in vain. ”
Everyone except Aisna and Lan En felt a little confused.
Lan En pressed the Sword of the Lake Lady on his waist and understood this sentence There is no beginning or end.
Is this what the lady in the lake called "famous"?
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