From Witcher to Lord of the Empire.

Chapter 124 The Trouble of Scoia'taela and the Dwarves of Temeria

"Hey, have you heard about Sintra?"

"I know, it was captured by Nilfgaard, right? We don't have to worry, Nilfgaard can't beat Temeria!"

"No, I heard that there is still a place in Sintra that is fighting bravely. Do you know who is leading it?"

"I know!" A man dressed as a trader shouted, "It's Lann Lannister Ray Allen, the lion knight in poetry!"

"Hiss..." Some locals gasped when they heard the name, and found it incredible.

"I've heard his story, the young and famous martial arts champion, the guardian knight who went deep into the Brokiron forest alone to save the princess..."

"But how did I hear that this Lannister died in Toussaint a long time ago? All Gwent commemorative cards have been distributed!"

A man dressed as a bard showed off twice: "You don't know that, I heard..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and he knocked the empty wine glass in his hand, causing others to panic.

"Elsa, serve this bard a glass of fruit wine!"

"Fruit wine..." the bard muttered to himself, seemingly dissatisfied, but seeing the crowd staring at him, he weighed the pros and cons and began to share his news:
"It is said that this Earl of Lannister obtained the legendary power of the Cintra ancestral coat of arms, so he returned from the dead and gained the power of a 'lion'. Corpse!"

"No!" Another person dressed as a scholar interrupted, "But according to my information, this Earl Lannister has become a witcher!"

"What is a witcher?"

The scholar did not show off like a bard, but was very happy to be asked: "That is a group of people who have obtained inhuman power through magic alchemy. According to the book, they have superhuman bodies, can fly over walls, Seeing things in the dark, and mastering the power of magic..."

People exclaimed: "Doesn't that mean everyone wants to be a witcher?"

The scholar shook his head and said, "That's not true. Demon hunters can only survive one or two out of ten in the process of gaining power, and they have no feelings. The most important thing is—"

The scholar's expression became contorted: "They are said to be sterile."

The onlookers gasped again.

"This... is an earl who has no fertility. I heard that this Earl of Lannister is also handsome, which is rare in the north, like the warm sun in winter..."

Some angles of attention are tricky: "Isn't he the guardian knight of the princess? If he has no feelings, will he still protect the princess?"

"How could the knight not protect the princess?" Someone shouted, "I think Earl Lannister may have chosen to become a witcher to gain power just to protect the princess!"

"Ah~ Did you pay this price to protect the princess and your own country?" The soldier who had spare time to rest exclaimed, "What kind of knight is this!"

But there are also people who are singing the opposite tune: "The demon hunter is not what you say, have you ever seen a demon hunter? Let me tell you, a demon hunter came to White Orchard a few days ago, he is not a good person... ..."

All kinds of voices sounded here one after another.

This place is Temeria, White Orchard Inn.

White Orchard is located in the east of Vizima, the capital of the country, and its name comes from the largest village in the area - White Orchard Village.This area is famous for its orchards, which are in full bloom every spring and are all white.

The White Orchard Hotel is located in the traffic center of the White Orchard. If you can name your hotel after a region, you can see how extraordinary this hotel is.

The space here is large, the wines are abundant, and the chef's craftsmanship is also excellent. Many travelers are willing to rest here temporarily to relieve the fatigue of the journey.

Residents nearby are also happy to use this place as restaurants, taverns, and card halls to enrich their daily lives and add fun to life.After all, being in the top big country in the north and relying on the capital, the residents here can still live and work in peace and contentment to a certain extent.

temporary.

The proprietress of the hotel, Elsa, was currently cleaning the black shield with a silver iris pattern hanging on the wall. This was the coat of arms of Temeria, and not every hotel was qualified to hang it.

"Elsa, another glass of Vizima beer!" shouted a drinker, "This wine tastes really good!"

The drinker and a dozen or so companions gathered around several tables that were put together. They were all short in stature, their legs couldn't reach the ground after sitting on the chair, and their height was not even as tall as some half-grown boys.

But each of them has a big beard, and all of them have broad shoulders and solid muscles.The appearance is in stark contrast to the locals.

It is not surprising for other people to see them. Although there are occasional curious eyes gathered here, there is nothing too unusual.

Elsa responded loudly after hearing the greeting: "Okay, dwarf masters, how about a cup for each?"

"Hahahaha, one cup per person is not enough!" The dwarves drank happily, laughing together over the delicious wine, "Although it is not strong enough, this wine has a special flavor!"

Temeria is one of the oldest dynasties in the north, and its ethnic composition is also very complicated.Many of his territories belonged to the elf dynasty in the past. Part of the Mahakam Mountains and part of the Brokiron Forest also belonged to Temeria in name. Can see dwarves, elves, and even goblins.

At this time, other drinkers and travelers in the hotel were also sharing their knowledge and shouting loudly under the influence of alcohol.

"Speaking of which, have you guys heard about Kaedwin recently?"

"What happened over there again?"

The drinking buddies asked one after another, they were very supportive, and they came to the tavern to chat and brag about everything.

Seeing this, the person who started the topic spit out a name: "Squirrel Party!"

"What is that?" Curious people gathered around and asked.

"You all know that the king of Kaedwen has always been unfriendly to non-human races. So those dwarves, goblins, and elves took advantage of the battle with Nilfgaard to form a team and shouted 'recover the lost land', saying that they would Get rid of humans. I heard they are well trained to kill anyone they see!"

People marveled at Kaedwen's form, thankful they were in Temeria.But there are more than just human drinkers in hotels.

"You fart!" The dwarves who were drinking slapped the table and jumped up. Their huge strength and voice shook everyone's eardrums.

"Dwarves wouldn't do such a thing!"

"I didn't mention you!" The person spreading the news said confidently, "And you haven't been to Kaedwen, how do you know it's not fake!"

"Dwarves wouldn't do that kind of thing. You guys have been spraying the plague out with your mouths since the very beginning!"

Another dwarf shouted: "It's the same for the one who said the witcher just now. Have you ever seen a real witcher? I have. He is a real warrior!"

"Ha! How did I hear that witchers like to kidnap children to eat? They always like to blackmail desperate people!"

Some people confronted the dwarves tit-for-tat, but others tried to smooth things over: "We don't know what happened to the witcher, but the masters are all famous men. Kaedwin's revenge from the Scoia'tael dwarves is due to their king..."

"Dwarves don't do that kind of thing!"

Under the influence of alcohol, everyone in the tavern was blushing and had a thick neck. They would start to use their hands when they slammed the tables and stools.

This caused the proprietress Elsa to be very nervous, worried that the drinkers above would break the tables and chairs.

And the soldiers who were drinking here got up without any surprise, and were about to turn them back to the prison.

At this moment, the door of the hotel was suddenly opened, and three young people walked in.

There are three young men, two men and one woman. One of the two men is wearing special scale armor and chain mail, with sharp eyes, looking around like a jungle hunter; the other man is wearing plate armor, and the left side of the breastplate near the neck There is a small lion's head carved on the ground, and there are two long swords on the waist, one of which is a lion's head long sword that is worth a lot of money at first glance, and the hilt shines with silver light.

The woman was also dressed as a warrior, which was rare.She was wearing a brown close-fitting leather armor, and a loose green linen shirt was simply put on over the leather armor. From the wide cuffs of the linen shirt, one could vaguely see that the key points of the leather armor were inlaid with iron plates for protection.

She was carrying a round mahogany longbow on her back. She had a handsome face and a heroic demeanor, which attracted the attention of both men and women present.

This kind of sophisticated equipment is definitely not something that mercenaries can have. They look like the private army of some nobleman.

What happened next verified everyone's conjecture. The three of them were indeed just guides. After entering the room, they quickly searched for free tables in the hotel.

And behind them, another group of people came in.

The leader is a knight with blond hair and golden eyes. He is wearing a set of silver and black armor that can be seen to be of extraordinary value at a glance. It seems to be a variant of knight plate armor. Flexibility also makes the whole body look more upright.

A roaring lion was painted on his chest, and he carried a pair of swords on his back; one steel hilt was carefully carved to look like an eagle but not an eagle, and the other was shiny silver. The poets in the hotel always thought they had seen this sword hilt somewhere.

The most eye-catching thing is the reddish-brown cloak he is wearing. The skin used to make the cloak is peeled off from some monster, and the shoulders have been specially tanned to retain the black feathers. , the whole hood is the monster's head.

"Griffin..." A scholar with rich knowledge has already murmured, looking at the young man's cloak, and then at his eyes, "Lion pupils..."

And after this extraordinary knight came in, a dozen well-equipped cavalry-style people filed in behind him.

With the entry of these dozen or so people, the tense atmosphere in the hotel suddenly cooled down. The dwarves looked at each other, and a few of them stared at the lion pupil in a daze;
The human drinkers froze for a moment and then sat down awkwardly, while the local soldiers looked at this well-equipped army as if they were facing an enemy.

"Levin." People heard the handsome blond knight say, "Order a batch of food and wine and send them to the brothers stationed outside first, and the others will take turns to rest. You arrange it."

"Yes, Lord Earl." People heard one of the three young people who came in at the beginning answer again, and he quickly walked towards Elsa.

The soldiers became even more nervous after hearing about the blond knight, and looked out of the hotel's closed door. There were actually quite a few cavalry outside.

Whose troops are these?This place is clearly on the edge of Temeria's capital!

Everyone pricked up their ears and wanted to find out more information about this team. They seemed to have heard "Lord Earl" just now?
(End of this chapter)