From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

The girl turned a deaf ear to Black Wind's movement, she ran to the side and carefully pulled out the griffin steel sword Lann had thrown at the beginning, and wiped the blood on the Nilfgar soldier vigorously.

Seeing this smooth movement, Lann raised his eyebrows slightly.

The girl handed the steel sword to Lan En respectfully with both hands, and said: "Two years ago, you were in the capital to hoe the strong and help the weak. At that time, my father wanted me to go to the 'Rose Garden' to sing poems and work to support the family, but I wanted to be a teacher.

You helped me teach my father a lesson by hearing my plight from others in the tavern. Not only did they not charge me anything, but they even asked a veteran literature teacher to accept me as a student. "

Lane thought about it, and there was indeed such a thing. It was a side mission that he did not long ago. Helping others can gain a lot of emotional value while gaining experience, and he even got a little addicted to it before he met the troublemaker.

The girl spoke faster and faster: "It is because of your help that I am able to impart knowledge to the children here today. I am singing poems to the children now, and I am still teaching them "Rituals and Religions of the Northerners" recently." and "The Wisdom of the Prophet Lebiota"..."

She seems to be a child reporting to the leader, eager to be praised: "There are many people like me, and the people of Sintra remember your affection. When Queen Calanthe announced your death, We gathered together to weep for you, pray for you, and chant your name together, but we didn’t expect you to really come back, at this critical moment..."

Lan heard the girl's words getting more and more outrageous, and now he was concerned about his relatives and friends, so he interrupted the girl and asked, "When did the Nilfgaardians come here? Have you seen Princess Ciri?" Or advisor Mossack?"

Lan believed that Ciri and Mossack would not disregard the Lannister family after their "death", and if they found them, they would be able to find their attendants and stewards along the way.

"Ah. Did you come back to save the princess, to continue Cintra's bloodline?" The girl seemed to understand something, and said:

"The Nilfgaardians came yesterday. They broke through the castle this afternoon. I heard a huge explosion from the castle. It may be the power of the Mossak advisor. I don't know where the princess is... "

The girl's voice became lower and lower, and she suddenly asked, "Are you a lion now?"

Lan heard the girl's words very anxiously. From his angle, he could see the collapsed walls of the castle from a distance. Mossak's use of such force indicated that great danger must have occurred.

Although both he and Ciri survived in the original book, what if something unexpected happens? And the rest of the Lannister family is now truly unknown.

Facing the girl's question, he nodded in an almost perfunctory manner, and then said: "Run away quickly, take your family or friends and run away quickly while there are no Nilfgaardians in this area, lest they Come back."

After thinking for a while, Lann ordered again: "If you see other refugees, tell them to flee to the north, because the Nilfgaardians came from the south. There are still our remaining troops in the north, and perhaps Marshal Vesekid, they will protect you."

After the girl saw Lan En nodding, her eyes shone with dazzling light. She seemed to have received an answer, as if she had been guided in the direction: "I will find other refugees who suffered in the war and lead them to the north."

Lan nodded in satisfaction again. He was most afraid that the refugees would not be able to communicate. This girl saved him a lot of trouble. He continued, "That's right. If you don't meet our soldiers along the way, then go to Brokilon , that's my territory, report my name and they will protect you. And it's the northernmost and safest place in Sintra. I'm sorry I can't personally escort you now, I have more important things to do .”

The girl's eyes became brighter: "When I reach the northernmost part of Sintra, I will sing your name with the refugees, and the people there will protect us. I understand, you just go, you have a greater mission, don’t worry about us.”

Lan En nodded towards the girl, pulled the reins, and rode in the direction of the capital.

The girl stared at Lan En's back obsessively.

The burning Nilfgaardian soldiers crackled on the ground until the flames on them gradually extinguished, and some villagers who originally lived in the village had gathered here.

Now "refugees" are more appropriate to describe them, because they no longer have a village. In the crowd, young and strong young people were even rarer, because the young men all took up arms to fight against Nilfgaard. Here are mostly the emaciated people who were left behind by the invaders to beat them for fun, women who were bullied, and children who were hidden because of their short stature.

They faced the direction in which Lann left, in awe.

Someone wondered: "That one, is that Lord Lannister? Didn't Queen Calanthe say that he was given by the Nilfgaardians in Toussaint..."

Someone also murmured: "That's right, Lord Lannister. I have accepted his favor, and I will never forget his appearance in this life."

"It's exactly the same as the picture on the Gwent card..."

"What happened to those eyes? How did Lord Lannister become like this, and the fire on the ground and the wind just now..."

The refugees looked blankly at the devastated village destroyed by Nilfgaard. Their homes were gone, and if they stayed here, the Nilfgaardians who didn't know when they would come back would take their lives again.

"Where shall we go and what shall we do?"

Some fell to their knees powerlessly, others prayed and cried to the sky.

Hearing the voices of the refugees, the girl suddenly withdrew her gaze and said firmly, "We are going to the north, to Brokiron. Lord Lannister has turned into a lion of Cintra to save us, and we must follow his lead." pace."

The refugees were suddenly quiet for a moment. They looked at the girl who was muttering, wondering: "What lion, what north, little Fence, what are you talking about?"

The girl Fensi suddenly laughed, as bright as the sun, she said: "Didn't you all see it just now? Lord Lannister has golden lion eyes, and he also has golden hair, just like our national emblem. "

Fensi turned on the spot, allowing everyone to see the three lions emblem on the banner she was wearing, as if she was showing off the robes bestowed by God.

"Look at these Nilfgaardians on the ground. If it wasn't a lion, who could deal with so many soldiers at the same time? And. Those lion eyes are proof! So are the fire and wind on this ground!

Lord Lannister died a year ago, but he was the most virtuous knight in the history of Sintra, so at the moment of national crisis, he came back again, freed from death, empowered by the Three Lions Banner! "

Fensi said loudly, and as she spoke, the eyes of all the refugees became brighter and brighter. Those who cried stopped their tears, those who were confused cleared their eyes, and those who prayed gradually looked at Lan and left direction.

"When I was a tutor in the capital, I often heard servants and even lords and ladies from noble families praying—"

Fensi knelt down softly, folded her hands in front of her chest, closed her eyes and prayed: "May the lion lead us to your safe arms, hold us tightly with light, and protect us from the black sun of the empire." our souls."

Fensi said: "That is the prayer of the royal family, can their beliefs be wrong?"

The refugees nodded and seemed to gradually understand everything: "Yes, that's right!"

Fence said again: "The lion heard the prayer of the royal family, and he bestowed power on the noblest knight among all the dead heroic spirits, and empowered him—that is Lord Lannister, who has the power of a lion. No , he is a lion!"

The refugees muttered: "Lord Lannister is a lion..."

Some people even began to pray: "May the lion lead us to your safe arms, hold us, protect us..."

Some people with active brains asked Fence, and they began to think that Fence could answer all the questions: "Then what should we do now, should we go north, to Brokilon? How should we avoid Nefer?" Where are Gad's soldiers?"

Fensi said bitterly: "Hasn't the lion already pointed out the way for us? Can't we just follow the lion?"

She pointed to the direction Lann left, and then pointed to the charred corpse and stumped limbs on the ground.

In the past, these bloody things would scare the people. But looking at this scene after a day of looting in the village, it will only feel very happy.

The girl opened her arms and said loudly: "It's like this. Where the lion walks, it will bring death to the people of Nilfgaard with fire and wind! Follow the footsteps of the lion, and we can reach the north!"

"In Brokilon, let's chant the name of the lion together, there will be someone to protect us, and we will build our new township there!"

More and more people shouted along with Fence. They quickly packed their bags and set out on the road with Nilfgaardian weapons. Whenever they encountered new refugees, they would tell the refugees what they had seen and heard in their villages. they said:

"Follow in the footsteps of the lion."

"Go Brokilon!"