From Witcher to Lord of the Empire.

Chapter 118 How should a man sneak into the Sorceress Academy?urgent!
Lan was still talking to himself: "Actually, their current state is still good for us, right? It's just that we have to strictly monitor them and guide them well. After all, this group is easily overwhelmed by extreme emotions. Manipulation to make some unexpected moves... eh? Uncle Mossack?"

Lan's voice became smaller and smaller, and he finally noticed Mossack's complex eyes.

The old Druid shook his head with a smile, and said, "I'm fine. You are right. Go ahead and do what you want, Lane."

After speaking, Mossak turned his head and left without waiting for Lan's answer.He has to continue to do his own thing, and some emotions need some time to calm down.

Lan frowned in confusion, and before he could figure out the strangeness of the other party, he suddenly noticed that his arrow attendant suddenly appeared at the edge of his vision.

"Ace!"

The arrow attendant saluted respectfully after hearing the oath lord's voice.

"Come to my study."

Lord's Mansion, in the study.

Lan En looked at the arrow attendant bowing his head in front of him, and asked, "Are you ready for what to do next?"

Ace nodded: "I will work hard to learn magic, Lord Earl!"

The Arrow Attendant's words were powerful, but Lan knew that the other party was somewhat reluctant.

On the mainland, orthodox nobles actually don't think much of warlocks.

When many aristocratic wives despise those disrespectful hairstyles with loose hair, they will also comment that "this is the hairstyle only worn by prostitutes and sorceresses", and talk about the two side by side.

This is of course unreasonable.But this is the same as some people's prejudice against witchers. Among the aristocratic class, these views are to some extent deeply rooted.

Not to mention that Ace, who was born in a knight family in Sintra, has received an education that puts the sword first. In his opinion, charging with a gun is much more honorable than staying behind the team and striking thunder.

It is true that he also understands that warlocks may have more power than knights; but it seems that most people in modern times know that certain professions make more money but don't do it, and feel that they lose their identity...

Of course, ideas will always be reversed by life.

Lane wants to artificially change Ace's concept now.

Lann knew the education Ace received, so he could understand his mood, so he decided to give Ace some encouragement.

He strode forward, and suddenly clapped his hands on Ace's shoulders, physically closing the distance between them.

This kind of intimacy like a comrade-in-arms surprised Ace.

Looking at the pair of lion eyes looking directly at him, Ace became hesitant: "Master Earl..."

Before Ace could finish speaking, Lan released the bomb first: "Ace, this is a very important task. There is something I have never told anyone, and now I decide to tell you—the demise of Cintra, It has an inseparable connection with certain warlocks."

What?Ace's flustered heart suddenly began to be pounded by another emotion.

"I need a real person to go deep into the warlock group. Before you appeared, I never thought that my plan could be achieved..."

No one knew what Lan and Ace had said in the study that day. Only Geralt was shocked when he heard a loud shout from upstairs as if he was beating chicken blood when he was passing by on the first floor:
"For Cintra! For Lannister! For the Earl!!!"

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In the early morning of the second day, the Lannister mansion garden.

Geralt, Ciri, and Yennefer stood aside, the white wolf looked awkward, and Ciri fixed her eyes on Triss.

Triss was saying goodbye to Lan, and Ace stood behind her.

The red-haired sorceress had already restored her appearance at this time, and became as beautiful and eye-catching as a flame again. She took Lann's hand and said sincerely:

"Ran, don't worry. The northern kingdom and the warlocks will no longer ignore Nilfgaard, and I will definitely do my best to gain support for Cintra;
You don't have to worry about Ace. Although Arethusa only accepts female students, I know quite a few male sorcerers. Some of them are willing to recruit assistants with magical talents. Ace's teaching may be better than that in the academy. better. "

Ace's eyes lit up suddenly, with his ears pricked up. A magic academy with only female students and female sorceress teachers?
Arrow Squire found that he was not so reluctant to learn magic now.

Lane shook his head: "I heard that there is a college that specializes in cultivating male sorcerers, it seems to be called Ben Ade?"

Ace: ...

Triss wondered: "It is true, but I am not familiar with the warlocks there, and Ben Ade's reputation is not very good..."

Lan En nodded to express his understanding: "I understand. Speaking of it, I seem to often hear the name of a male warlock. It seems to be... Wigfortz? It should be this name. Such a famous warlock is supposed to be powerful. Does he take apprentices or assistants?"

Triss said with a smile: "Vigforts is the youngest and most promising member of the Warlock Brotherhood, and he is the commander of the Battle of Solden Mountain. Speaking of which, he has always been concerned about the situation in the Northern War. Terra has been friendly too, and I'll do the asking for you."

Lan En thanked: "Then I will trouble you, Triss."

Yennefer looked at the unreserved Triss with strange eyes, and then at Ciri, who was about to pin her eyes on her friend, and smiled with some distress and some playfulness.

After saying goodbye, Triss took a final look at Lann's lion pupils carefully, and suddenly stepped forward and slammed into his arms to hug him, and tightly bound her arms inward.

Lann suddenly felt that his whole body was surrounded by a soft mass, and he suddenly regretted wearing armor at this moment.

Triss whispered in Lane's ear: "Don't worry, Lane, Sintra will be fine. I will do my best to help Sintra, and to help you."

The space door opened in mid-air, and the fiery red-haired sorceress and arrow servant disappeared into the portal in an instant.

Lan En was still reminiscing about the hug just now, when he suddenly heard familiar footsteps, then a familiar scent, followed by a familiar force into his arms, and finally made himself take two steps back familiarly.

Ciri tightened his arms with all his strength, as if in a competition, even though he was hurt by the griffin armor, he didn't hold back his strength.

The little princess said sullenly: "You should come to see me often."

Mossak kept smiling and couldn't help but nodded in relief.

"Ms. Yennefer, Ciri will leave you alone in the future." Lan touched his head in his arms and asked the sorceress beside the white wolf.

Yennefer nodded in return, opened the portal with one hand, and pulled Ciri and Geralt with a bitter face into it.

After sending off the two groups of people to Kaer Morhen and the Warlock Brotherhood headquarters, the entire lord's mansion became much quieter.

After so many days, the area around Brokilon Town has basically settled down. Next, Lane plans to lead people to clean up the surrounding disasters, select some soldiers from the refugees to supplement the troops, and then completely draw a line to establish a With a relatively stable line of defense, wait for the opportunity to counterattack according to your previous plan.

And in this process, I also have time to go to Kyle Siren and Geron to exchange feelings and learn the skills of the witcher; although now I have learned the magic seal without a teacher, but there are still many of the Griffin School. Knowledge that cannot be learned in the cheat system, such as potion making, the use of various sudden mutagen, knowledge of facing different monsters, and so on.

Backed by a school, you have to make use of it, right?Moreover, Mossack has also been free recently, and it is also on the agenda to communicate and study the second mutation of the witcher.

With this in mind, Lann took out the soft-bound book that Geron had given to his family before leaving Toussaint's secret laboratory.

Before leaving, Geron gave Lann three things in total, namely [Extreme Griffin School Suit], [Griffin School Demon Hunter Badge], and finally this soft-covered book that Geron gave him. Said that this kind of book is a complete set, and what is written on the blank page of Lane's book will have the same content on the corresponding page number of Geron's book.

Therefore, they can communicate even when they are thousands of miles apart.Geron hoped that Lann could deliver a message through this method, and waited for Lann's notification to open the portal to take him to the Kyle Siren.

This notebook has a simple name in the system: [Griffin School Contact Note].

At this moment, Lan En was really thinking about the words to write the first letter to Geron. What should I write at the beginning?
Mr Geron?Too raw.

Dear tutor?Seems a little too flattering.

Or choose the most simple and safe title.Lane dipped his ink and began to write:
"Dear teacher:

See the word as the face.

Sorry to contact you after such a long time. Recently, a series of terrible things have happened in my country. I may not be able to receive a systematic education as a demon hunter in Kyle Siren. My responsibility is always urging me... ..."

Lane briefly wrote about the destruction of the country in Sintra, and then prepared to write his own request. By the way, he tried to find a way to sell and promise something, to see if he could abduct the Griffin School to Sintra.

"I know that the Griffin School has never interfered in politics..."

Accidents always happen inadvertently, and the pen suddenly stopped writing.

Lane repeatedly scratched the notebook with the pen. At first he thought it was out of ink, and wanted to dip some ink, but found that the ink seemed to have turned into a ball of gel, and it was completely sunken with the nib of the pen.

I don't know when, the whole room, or the whole Brokilon, became strangely quiet, not listening to harmony, not hearing loud laughter, as if the whole world was covered with a soundproof film to isolate Lann's room outer.

Lan realized something, it wasn't just about the voice.

He let go of the hand holding the pen, and the pen just stayed in mid-air, motionless.

Time has stopped.

"Dong dong dong." There was a polite knock on the door suddenly.

(End of this chapter)