From Witcher to Lord of the Empire.

Chapter 203 I am the prophesied savior

Lan En knocked down several elf swordsmen in an instant like a stroll in the garden, wounding but not killing.If this unrestrained appearance fell into the eyes of the Sintra people or the soldiers and knights of the Allied Forces of the Four Nations, I'm afraid it will cause another burst of cheers and a few more nicknames.

But in the eyes of the Scoia'tael, that relaxed and freehand look is suffocating, and makes them shudder.

"I said, I saved you. And I will continue to save you." Lan said, standing among the moaning Scoia'tael, "Can you listen to me now?"

Iorveth took a sharp step back.

The person in front of him had the momentum of just defeating all his companions. Iorves didn't want to show his timidity, but he couldn't contain the fear rising in his heart.

If it is said that the display of physical and sword abilities on the Haji Fortress can still be understood in the way of ordinary people.Then the [Teleportation], [Flash] and Sign abilities demonstrated by Lan just now have gone beyond the category of "enemies that can be killed" in Iorveth's cognition.

The leader of the Scoia'tael resolutely shouted: "Humans! I have nothing to say to you! The people of the mountains will never forget the blood that shed!"

"Heh. If you just listened to my self-introduction, then you might be able to taste a little differently."

Lan said with a cold face: "I am Lan Lannister Ray Allen."

Iorves glared at Lann, the racial hatred was irreconcilable, and he didn't want to listen to Lanndo.

But we all know that when a word appears repeatedly in front of us, even if we try our best to avoid recalling it, it will still emerge uncontrollably in our minds.

"Lei Anlun..." Iorveth's eyes were still full of anger, but there was an inexplicably different taste, "You are the lion of Sintra, Laura Doren Aip Hidahal Daughter - Lei Anlun's offspring."

Before turning into Scoia'tael with his hatred of humans, Iorveth also had a good background.Even though the elves on the mainland have been ruined, many deep-rooted things are still stubbornly insisted on by the elves - such as education.

In particular, Iorves is not a young elf yet, and at his age, he can know a lot of secrets.For example, this "Laura Doron Aip Hidahal", she is actually the first generation of ancient blood.

Iorveth said coldly: "You are a descendant of Laura Doron, that is to say...you also have elf blood in your body. But this is meaningless. Although we hate this fact-but the people on the mainland now Most have elven blood."

When he said this, Iorves had a deeper mockery on his expression.There is a big difference between the aesthetics of elves and humans. Many elves think that humans are just hairless monkeys.However, under this aesthetic, a large number of elves and human hybrids are still born, and the ingredients are very complicated.

This involves a series of events soaked in blood and wailing, such as wars, captives, slave trade, etc.

——Of course, it’s not without true love. For example, the source of Rann’s ancient blood, "Laura Doran Aip Hidahal", fell in love with humans and eloped, so he brought the ancient blood to humans among.It's just that many elves deny the love element in this, thinking that it is a conspiracy planned by humans.

Iorveth, an elf with a deep hatred for humans, is obviously one of the "many elves" in the conspiracy theory.

The Scoia'tael elf who thought so far was about to continue to open his mouth to show his toughness, expressing his determination that he would not give in spiritually even if he was captured by Lann.However, suddenly a spiritual light exploded in his mind, taking away all his sanity.

"Ancient Blood..."

He recalled fragments one by one——

There is Lann's physical strength beyond the cognition of the elves shown by the twelve warriors fighting alone on the top of Haji Fortress;

There are the two magic seals released by Lan that have exceeded the power of ordinary warlocks' attack magic;

And Lann suddenly appeared beside him, and has the strange ability to continuously flash in the crowd.

Iorves was able to accept the failure of the Scoia'tael's actions, to accept that his group was defeated by a strange strong man who appeared from nowhere, and even to accept death after failure.But he couldn't accept the idea that appeared in his mind now.

"The ancient blood... has awakened in the human body."

He sat down on the ground in despair, with a sky-collapsing expression: "Impossible, human beings are just the carriers of the ancient blood and thieves. The savior Islini said should wait for the Ain-Air clan or Ain Sid will only appear after taking back the ancient blood, and should appear among the elves..."

"How could it be human...how could it be."

Not only Iorves, but other Scoia'tael elves who know the inside story are all distracted and unbelievable at the moment.

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Before understanding the reactions of the elves such as Iorves, it is necessary to understand the background of the elves on this continent.

Things are complicated for the elves.

The elves on the mainland today are called "Ain Sid" in their own language, and "Elves" are translated into the common language of the mainland.They were once the rulers of the Continent until they were overthrown by humans and retreated to the "Blue Mountains" - a vast mountain range that The natural borders to the east of the countries of Aedon, Aedirn, and Kaedwen.Dole Bretanna, known as the "Valley of Flowers", is located at the foot of the mountain, and the Yaruga River also rises from the depths of this mountain range.

But in fact, the "Ain Sid" elves who once ruled the mainland were not natives of the mainland either.

They are from another world.

Legend has it that there is a race called "Ion Woodard", they can easily travel through space and distort the multiverse, and then they can live in different worlds.The Iron Woodolds trace the source of this power to their divine blood.

Until one day, they discovered that this kind of time travel actually has sequelae, which will cause a kind of disaster-"Hoarfrost", a force that freezes and destroys the world.And as they traveled more frequently, the rate at which the hoarfrost permeated became faster and faster.

The rest of the Iron Woodolds spent their entire lives fleeing Rime, but Rime slowly but never stopped chasing after them, as punishment for their misuse of their bloodline gifts.

Legend has it that one day the Iron Woodolds arrived at a crossroads during their long escape.One road at this crossroads led to a verdant world, and the other to the mountainous archipelago that humans would later call Skellige.The Clans couldn't agree on where to go, which side was safer, which side would be farther from Rime, and they parted ways.

Those who chose the mountainous islands—that is, the continent where Lann is now—were later called "Ain Sidi" and called themselves "Mountain People"; Al", also known as "The People of the Alder".

At the same time, their blood talent gradually weakened.After coming to the mainland, Ian Shedi completely lost the ability to travel through space, and only retained the ability to use magic.When the sphere converged, humans could also generate chaotic energy and learned magic from the elves, and the mountain people completely lost the power to maintain their arrogance.

And Ain El, who went to the forest world, was different from his relatives who loved peace until they were overthrown by humans. They loved killing.After massacring the inhabitants of the original world, the ability of the Ain El people to travel through the world almost disappeared, but they were bold enough to learn to use the hoarfrost that destroyed the world to travel through the world, retaining part of their talents.

The alder people of the Ain-Eir family will occasionally come to the mainland. They like to wear skeleton-shaped armor, and when they use the power of hoarfrost to cross, they will cause a blizzard.Those who witnessed them dubbed them "The Wild Hunt."

But the Aldermen of Ain-Air are not satisfied with this, they are eager to restore the glory of their ancestors.So they awaken the power through various magic, creatures and other technologies that humans cannot understand.This kind of power finally germinated in the elf sage Laura Doron, and the Ain El elves believed that Laura Doron's children would fully awaken the power of their ancestors.

They called this power "the blood of the ancients" with anticipation - Ain Ayr itself also means "elder" - and betrothed Laura Doron to another elf sage, hoping to be powerful The blessing of the blood of the sage can accelerate the growth of the ancient blood.

But in the end, Laura Doron eloped with a human warlock, and both humans and elves are ashamed of this love affair.The revival plan of the Ain El family also fell through.

In the end, the pair of fateful mandarin ducks were killed by humans, but the child with the ancient blood was adopted by the queen of Redania at that time.Humans who didn't know the power of the ancient blood didn't cherish this bloodline much, and didn't deliberately spread and protect it, so that it was circulated among the upper class of human nobles, and finally only this single seedling of Sintra was left.

The above is the origin of the elves and the blood of the ancients.

Some people may ask: After all, the ancient blood has not shown the power of the full body, so why do the elves, especially the Ain El, still have high hopes for the ancient blood?
Here is another mention of one of the most powerful prophets and elf prophets in history-Islini.

Her prophecies are well known by all races and classes, and most of them have been verified, including but not limited to the weakening of the Ain Sidi elves who came to the mainland, and the bloody Northern War on the original timeline And the Civil War that swept across the entire continent, and a super plague against the Black Death in Europe in Lane's previous life.

The blood of the ancients was described in Islini's prophecy as a powerful force against Hoarfrost, saving the world, and elves revenge on mankind.

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Lane said: "The world will die in the frost, and be born again under the new sun. That will also be the time when the seed sown by the blood of the ancients will be born again."

Iorveth, who had lost his mind, unconsciously continued the next sentence: "This species will not germinate, but will ignite a flame. First——first, the blood of the elves will flood the earth..."

Seeing Iorveth who began to recite the following prophecy very cooperatively, Lann nodded with satisfaction.But he still interrupted Iorveth:

"So, as you can see. I am the ancient blood in the prophecy, the first fully awakened ancient blood in history, that is to say—"

"I am the prophesied savior."

Lan En said in a very low, ethereal, sad and joyless tone: "I said it at the beginning, I'm here to save you."

Iorves was trembling, but he still tried his best to regain a trace of sanity.

Fortunately, he is a fighting school, if it were replaced by an unknown elf warlock, he might have been fooled by Lann at this moment.

"Even if you have ancient blood...you are still a human being."

Lan ignored Iorveth's struggle and just rolled his eyes coldly: "That's why I hate Scoia'tael. I have no problem with non-human races, and even have a good impression of most of them."

"Perhaps you have been in the jungle for too long. But if you know anything about Sintra today, you should know that we are sticking to Brokiron now, and the dryads—they used to be bigger than you squirrels." The party is still extremely anti-human race - but now it has established a good friendship with us, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the two become one."

"Not only that, I also invited dwarf friends and halfling friends to settle in Sintra to give me strength. There will be racial barriers everywhere, but I hope Sintra can become that unique place, a piece of paradise, a place where people can Pursue multiracial equality—at least where there is no discrimination."

"And you Scoia'tael—now you have become the biggest driver of racial conflicts. I have seen many peace-loving non-humans in the northern border pay for the blood debt you committed."

Lann said, pointing to the halfling who looked at the halfling warily: "The halfling is the most peace-loving race. I guess the reason why he joined the Scoia'tael must be 'the homeland is destroyed', but have you ever thought about it?" The humans who destroyed his homeland were hated because of Scoia'tael?"

Facing Lann's extremely aggressive words, Iorveth snorted lightly.

"Even if you have awakened the blood of the ancients, you are still only human." The leader of the Scoia'tael sarcastically said, "Do you want to persuade me to give up revenge and give up resistance? The former elves underestimated the greed of humans, which led to Today we retreated to the Blue Mountains. Do you want to repeat the old tricks? Isn’t it too contemptuous of people!”

Lan shook his head: "What I said is what I saw and what I did, without any conspiracy or trick. You can verify it."

"If you know the blood of the ancients, then you must also know that Laura Doron has the ability to prophesy, and this ability has been passed down to me." Lann pointed to his eyes, "In the future I see, you What you have done is harmful but not beneficial. Not only have you set off an indiscriminate massacre of non-human races by humans, dragging countless civilians into the water; the Scoia'tael itself has become a political victim. You fought for Nilfgaard, In the end, he became the abandoned son of the elves and the empire to compromise with the northern border."

This is the memory that Lan En brought from his previous life. In fact, there is nothing wrong with saying that it is a prophecy.

Seeing Iorveth's expression changed, Lan smiled: "That's right, I know that the empire is behind you, and I even know that the elves in the Blue Mountains support you politically—you are not a self-organized uprising force." And the Vengeance Army, I'm afraid your dwarf friends and halfling friends don't know about it? But I am the blood of the ancients, and I know everything."

The Scoia'tael camp is small, and these words are enough for all Scoia'tael members to hear.Those Scoia'tael who didn't know the truth became slightly agitated upon hearing this.They didn't know much about the ancient blood, and they didn't have much trust in Lane's words; what made them uneasy was the expression on Iorves' face at the moment, which was affirming that Lane was telling the truth.

Iorves was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lann waited patiently until the elf in front of him raised his head with difficulty and said, "You said...the Scoia'tael will be abandoned? All comrades will be abandoned?"

"I've told you many times, and now I'll say it again: I'm here to save you." Lann said, "The battle at the top of Haji Fortress was a greeting, and I let you all escape Otherwise, even if you successfully assassinate Henselt, you will not be able to come back here alive."

"We have long been prepared to sacrifice!"

"I know, I know...you are a group of Avengers. I understand, trust me." Lan shook his head, "But I have a better idea, do you know?"

The heir of the blood of the ancients said in a persuasive way: "Killing a Henselt, you can only create a chaotic Kaedwen kingdom. Do you think this is enough? Just letting the heart of revenge ease is enough revenge?"

"If I follow my plan, I can even let you have the entire Kaedwen."

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Lan lowered the volume, and the other Scoia'tael could only see the opening and closing of his lips. After that, no third person could hear what he said to Iorveth.

But the Scoia'tael not far away could see the change in Iorves' face, from hesitation, to heaviness, to bewilderment, and finally to a strange look that they couldn't describe.

"I know you're hesitant to say these things, and you can't make up your mind. You can go back and report to the people who are actually sitting in the high chairs, but I'm sure they'll let you go according to my plan. "

Lan took a step back and said that he had finished speaking: "By the way, send my regards to Ms. Daisy of the Valley. I am looking forward to meeting her."

Before Iorves could answer, Lan let go of the [Teleportation] sensor and was about to leave.

He was confident that Iorveth would listen to what he had to say.

"Lannister!" Iorveth said suddenly, and he no longer called Lann by the racial name. "According to everything you said, then you are helping us. Why are you doing this?"

Lane chuckled: "First of all, what I just told you is true. It is about the elimination of racial discrimination and even racial equality in Sintra. I don't want your sins to be borne by my people in the end."

After saying this, Lan pointed to his eyes again, and said meaningfully: "Secondly, in the future I see, you will play a big role."

In the future that I [see] is also in the future that I will [create].

But these words fell into the ears of Iorveth, which was very different.What is the future of Old Blood?Save the world.Could it be that the Scoia'tael, or Iorveth himself, will play a big role in the process of saving the world?
It's a pity that after saying this sentence, Lan no longer waited for Iorveth's reaction, the emerald light fluctuated all over his body, and disappeared along with the morning sun.

This time Iorveth took a closer look.

"It's not a portal, nor is it any kind of known magic." He mused to himself in a trance, "This magical teleportation ability...is it really the blood of the ancients?"

The Scoia'tael were in shock and still searching for traces of Lane.

Iorveth's adjutant walked slowly to his side, lowered his head and asked, "Iorveth, this matter..."

"Francesca must know." Iofes suddenly came back to his senses, and said firmly, "I want to go back to Blue Mountain."

The adjutant showed a submissive expression, and had no objection to the captain's decision: "Yes, the lady must know about this matter. We need the guidance of 'Daisy of the Valley'..."

The reappearance of the ancient blood is a major event for the elves; especially the ancient blood has achieved an unprecedented awakening. Thinking of the fragments in the prophecy, Iorveth felt dizzy in his head.

But before that, there are other things that Iorveth needs to deal with.

Lane just said too much information that the outside world does not know, and many information that is not known to today's Scoia'tael members.Iorveth turned around and saw the hesitation on the faces of his Scoia'tael companions.

A halfling asked Iorves hesitantly: "Iorves, who was that human just now? What is the blood of the ancients? Is everything he said true? Behind us is actually... the southern man. Is the Human Empire sponsoring?"

These confused Scoia'tael members include dwarves, halflings, gnomes, and even a few elves who have just returned from wandering folk.Some of them did join the Scoia'tael for revenge, but most of them were driven by the ideal of "freedom" or "racial liberation".

If the Scoia'tael is really just a political force supported by human forces with high-sounding reasons, then what are they?
Iorves shook his head fiercely: "Everyone, this is very complicated. But please believe me, we are comrades-in-arms who share life and death, and our ideals cannot be faked..."

The captain of the Scoia'tael wanted to continue explaining, but a voice suddenly broke in——

"But if what the knight just said is true, your ideals seem to be worse than the Sintra he said? At least he can speak out his ideas openly - racial equality, elimination of discrimination, and this There was a lot of sanity and little blood in the process."

Iorveth choked and was about to explain when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The voice sounded strange to him, definitely not the voice of any Scoia'tael he knew.And the source of the sound was not in the camp, but came from the jungle behind him.

when?who?Could it be that someone has been eavesdropping on what he and others are talking just now, but no one—including that ancient blood—has noticed?

A gust of cold air rose from Iorveth's tailbone, and he was quick to pick up the weapon and turn around.The other Scoia'tael members faced the possible enemy and pressed their doubts in unison to form a remnant formation to meet the enemy.

Then, they saw the figure of a human female slowly walking out of the forest, accompanied by the aura of a beast.

"What method did the knight use just now? Why did he disappear all of a sudden? I want to talk to him about 'racial equality'."

(End of this chapter)