From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

This time, Lane went to Duncanal, the oak land of the dryads. Lann no longer went alone as before, but brought Milwa, who was relatively familiar with the dryads, and the mayor who was already familiar with the dryads. Grandson Levin Brott, and House, who is now inseparable from him.

Trees thicker than humans leaped past them one after another, and as the forest deepened, the trees became taller and taller, presenting a natural environment completely different from Sintra.

Hei Feng snorted disdainfully, he was almost running at a jogging speed without exerting much energy, and the horses of the others around him were already panting and couldn't bear it anymore.

"Heifeng, slow down." Lan En patted his partner's neck helplessly, looked at the few people galloping around him, and suddenly asked Levin who hadn't seen him for a long time:

"I haven't paid attention to the follow-up after you were sent to Dun Canal before. What happened after that?"

Levin said respectfully: "I have never thanked you, you avenged my father; the ladies of Duncanal also told me that the reason why I am eligible to be sent to heal my wounds is all It's because of your request."

Lann waved his hand indifferently: "You fight for me, as you should. And you are brave enough, even those ladies are full of praise for you."

Levin thanked Lan respectfully again, and then he looked at Saoirsa at the front of the team hesitantly, and said: "And after the injuries that should have killed me healed, the ladies left me in the wood again. In the house, I have been asked to pay...remuneration for a period of time."

Lan was silent.

He followed Levin's eyes and looked at Saoirsa at the front of the team. Before Levin had been consciously avoiding Saoirsa, Lan felt strange, but now he suddenly understood.

It's no wonder that Ms. Essina sent Saoirsa to the town of Brokilon. It turned out that she was a person who both sides knew.

After two days and one night of running around, everyone came to the forest of giant trees again at dusk. Even though Lann had been here once before, he was still shocked by the sight in front of him.

Dryad Sailsa got off her horse and knelt down to pray, and Milwa stepped forward to hug the root of a giant tree, gesturing where her height was on the root.

The girl sighed in a low voice: "My lord, do these trees grow through magic..."

The scene in front of him is indeed easy to misunderstand. When Lane saw it for the first time, his thoughts were exactly the same as Milva's now. It's just that after becoming a demon hunter, Lann already had a different feeling when he saw these giant trees again.

If two circles of these trees were planted on the edge of Keersel, would it be possible to prevent the shocking avalanche?

Saoirsa, who had finished praying on the ground, heard the girl's exclamation, and she corrected: "This is not magic, it is nature, and it is the favor that Brokiron bestows on its children."

Milwa whispered: "This sounds more magical."

After walking out of the forest of giant trees, everyone except Lann was blindfolded by Saoirsa, including Levin and Mirva. This attitude makes Lann feel strange, the only ones who can enter the land of the oak without blindfolding are the "own people" of the dryad, such as Ciri who was almost transformed into a dryad back then.

Why do I have this kind of treatment? With this kind of inexplicable doubt, Lan met the Dryad Queen Esna.

Compared with the last time we met, probably because of the change of seasons, Eisina's dress became more "natural". At this moment, her lower body was only wearing a plain white silk dress, with heather flowers, lilies of the valley and daylilies around her waist; her upper body was almost completely exposed to the air, showing the queen's heroic mind in stark contrast to the petiteness of ordinary dryads. Block them only slightly with silver hair.

Lan En secretly praised in his heart, as expected of Her Majesty the Queen, what a shocking amount of hair!

As expected of a tree spirit family, it really is a culture that is completely different from human beings!

The young men who came in with Lan turned their heads slightly unnaturally, while Milva stared intently, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

Behind Eisna, Dunka and Brian are guarding, they are old friends.

"Long time no see, Lane of Cintra."

Lan looked meaningfully at Eisner and the two guards behind her: "I miss you too, Ms. Eisner."

Facing Lane's eyes, Esna didn't seem to notice, or she saw too many similar eyes: "Maybe I should call you 'Coriam' now--Lion. I am for Cintra I regret what happened to you, but don't worry, Brokilon will always welcome you."

Lan pointed to his eyes: "Since you are so familiar with Geralt, you must know my current situation."

Esna smiled and shook her head: "No, no, Lann, our friendship is built on a more solid foundation, it's just you. The town of Brokilon doesn't even matter, and other humans don't matter, it's just you That's all. Although the situation on the scene seems to be much worse than before, we are still firm allies."

While speaking, the Dryad Queen took two steps towards Lan En to appear sincere; the guards behind Lan En took two steps slightly back, possibly to show politeness.

But then they seemed to remember their responsibilities again, and walked back to Lann's side with stern faces and heads held high.

Lane knew that he had to be very careful when facing Esna, as soon as something related to the dryads in Brokilon Forest, it would feel like a different style of painting, and if he was not careful, he might be blocked.

Lan wrinkled his itchy nose, without changing his face: "I don't know how I deserve your love. I also heard that you told Luca that I would definitely come back?"

Eisna nodded: "That's exactly why I invited you here today. I have two friends who want to meet you, and this news was told to me by one of them."

friend? Lane raised an eyebrow.

"Friend." As if knowing what Lann was thinking, Esna repeated, "But before meeting that 'well-informed' friend, there is another friend you must meet. I believe You will be very happy."

Good to meet friends? Lane became interested.

Esna made a "please" gesture, and the group accepted the lead. They left the largest oak tree, only to find that they were continuing to walk towards the center of the forest.

The real center of the forest is a clear spring in Yiwang Mountain. When Lan En arrived here, he felt that the air was filled with misty water vapor. At the same time, the badge of the witcher on his neck began to vibrate violently. get moving.

A bold guess appeared in his mind - this Wang Qingquan, maybe it's all the water of Brokilong, right?

But Lan didn't think much about it now, all his attention was attracted by the two people in the spring: one of them was a dryad wearing "traditional" dryad clothing; as for the other ——

"Uncle Mossack!" Lan exclaimed in surprise.

It turned out to be an old druid who hadn't heard from him for a long time!

Now Mossak is lying in a stone cave, the water of Brokilon flowing from the cave washes over his body, and his limbs are wrapped in sheepskin and cornichella, a climbing plant with healing properties. .

"Lan, long time no see." Druid looked at Lan striding over, and seemed to be in good spirits, "Don't worry, I feel pretty good now."

The Dryad, who was healing Mossack, saw Lann approaching, but he didn't even see any rejection of outsiders. She took the initiative to nod to Lann and said, "Hi, Corey Am, I'm Agnes."

Lane has an impression of this name. In the original novel, she seems to be the doctor leader of the tree spirit family. She hates harming people and once swore a peace oath, so she can no longer leave the land of oak trees. She will treat Geralt's broken arm and leg in the future, although in the end Geralt didn't follow the doctor's advice to leave before the treatment was completed, and later suffered a lot because of it.

And now, Agnes and Mossack were soaking in the Spring of Bruchlon, and her chestnut hair was floating in the spring water with other things that could float, flashing beautiful colors in the sun.

Agnes carefully dismantled the sheepskin and healing vines for the Druid. According to her reaction, Mossak was indeed fine.

"Lan, I'm sorry I haven't been with you and Ciri lately." Mossak already had the strength to move his body, and he said while cooperating with the doctor's movements, "I was used by the warlocks of Nilfgaard Trapped, caught in a trap. After I get out of the trap, I only have the strength to heal here."

Eisna nodded and said in agreement: "Mossak was brought here by another friend of mine, and I was taken aback at the time. I have known Mossak for decades, but he has never been so embarrassed. Looks like. His injury hasn’t completely healed yet, but it’s enough for normal activities today, the first thing I asked you to do is to hope that you can take Mossak back, he can’t wait.”

Mossak shook his head, as if he cared about his experience of being besieged by Nilfgaardian warlocks, and blamed himself for not being able to rescue Ciri:

"No one would have thought that Nilfgaard would train warlocks like soldiers."

Lann comforted: "Those warlocks are war machines specially trained by Nilfgaard. I caught two of them. They can indeed use attack magic, but they can't even open the portal. According to my interrogation, They were all selected by Nilfgaard from among the warlocks living in distress, and the purpose of their coming to Cintra is to deal with you."

"You caught two?" Mossack was taken aback for a moment, and then he noticed Lan's eyes, and suddenly became distraught, "The thing I was most worried about happened, Lan. You did it for Sintra. made such a sacrifice?"

Lan shook his head: "No, Uncle Mossack, this is my own choice. Only in this way can I better protect myself, Ciri, and you."

"But after becoming a demon hunter, you won't be able to have children. Lann, what will the Lannister family do in the future? This price is too high!"

Mossak sighed. Esna, who was standing behind Lan En, nodded in agreement and looked at Lan En's back with complicated eyes.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem for me at the moment." Lan En said in relief, "And I already have a solution to this problem."

Lan smiled at the old druid who cared about him like an elder, and asked as if to divert his attention: "Ms. Eisner, didn't you say that you would introduce a friend to me today, and it was this friend who saved me?" Mossack? I want to thank her too."

Hearing Lann's question, the Dryad Queen chuckled, pointed to the center of Brokiron Spring and said:

"Here she is."

Ripples suddenly appeared on the lake surface of Brokilong Spring, and there was actually a third person soaking in the spring water.

There seemed to be a faint sound of a harp in the midair, or maybe it was just Lann's pure imagination in his head. I saw a woman with dark green hair rising slowly from the lake. Her movements didn't cause a splash of water, as if her whole body had merged into the spring water itself.

Compared with the Dryad Queen Esna beside her, this woman's dress is more "completely natural" than that of the Dryads. From Lane's point of view, she can almost see her at a glance, and you can also see the Broch left on it. Under the sunlight, Long Zhishui was shining brightly, as if it had its own holy light.

Bad news: there's the Light.

Good news: the holy light is not in the key parts, or even embellished just right.

Her figure is as slender and standard as a statue, and the little "holy light" not only does not hinder the exploration of sight, but matches every curve of her body and the color change of her skin, arousing people's imagination to the greatest extent.

At least Lann was thinking of nature now, of the slender trees, of the flowers at the top of their branches, of the huge fruits of the flowers, of...

It is not surprising that there are always knights who are willing to die for the lady in front of them in history, and it is not surprising that those artists can reproduce her portraits and statues almost perfectly just by listening to the knights. Fairies are really impressive in a literal sense.

Lan En coughed lightly, covered his face slightly, and felt that the adrenaline secretion in his body was starting to be too abundant. House seems to share the skill of [Anger Control], which can be released with the adrenaline release spell. Do you want to open an Arden or Axie on the spot to release it?