From Witcher to Lord of the Empire.

Chapter 58 Lane's price is five hundred crowns
Eisna chuckled, very satisfied with today's results.

She held up the wine, clinked glasses with Lan En lightly with a sense of ritual, then raised her slender neck and drank it all in one gulp.

Dryad's wine is really different, in addition to the alcohol and the sweetness of fruit trees, there is also an indescribable fragrance, which is refreshing.Lan En planned to put this in the trade list in the later stage.

Lane smacked his lips, and said suddenly: "It's just... Ms. Eisner, do you know that I am only 15 years old this year. Out of personal considerations, it is possible that when the plan of 'introducing ancient blood into dryads' will be implemented It's going to be delayed a little bit."

As soon as these words came out, Eisina's expression management also lost control.

Not to mention the other three dryads, they all stared at Lann's tall and mighty figure, which was not inferior to Geralt's, with almost staring expressions, and scenes of Lann's brave battles emerged in their minds.

No matter what, I can't match the person in front of me with the 15-year-old.

"Ah, this is really... Is this also the function of the blood of the ancients? It is really unheard of and wonderful."

Esna rubbed her head with a headache, and glanced at Lann's empty wine glass in confusion:
"Forget it, it should be over soon."

Um?end soon?What's the meaning?
Lan En felt that what the Dryad Queen said was inexplicable, and he was wondering in his heart. Suddenly, he felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and the refreshing aroma of wine rushed to his brain and enveloped his entire consciousness. In an instant, it seemed that countless colorful stars were twinkling in front of him.

……what's the situation?
Lan fell heavily to the ground, and the empty wine glass rolled from his hand onto the grass, and a thin layer of wine at the bottom seeped into the soil.

"Really... Isn't this a waste of wine..."

Lan En's chaotic brain was thinking wildly, in front of his sight.Geralt seemed to have heard the movement and was rushing towards this side. Esna turned to meet him. The two people in the distance seemed to be talking about something, and the two walked further and further away.

Then he felt light, and his body was released from the heavy armor.

Eventually he lost all consciousness.

…………

"Is he really only 15? Isn't he too..."

"Hurry up."

"Okay, it should be over soon."

…………

for a long time.

"Not yet?"

"Um……"

…………

Another long time.

"Not yet?"

"Hmm... can you help me..."

…………

For a long time.

"Didn't it say it will end soon!"

"Maybe... it's because of the effect of the ancient blood..."

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Generally speaking, for the sake of the future peace and development of both territories and their respective peoples, representatives of the Brokilong tree spirit clan had a cordial and friendly conversation with the lord of Brokilong Town.

The two sides respected each other, talked frankly, fully exchanged views, and enhanced mutual understanding.At the same time, the two sides also reserve the right to make further reactions to differences.

From the overall point of view, the talks are beneficial.Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations.

The next day, early in the morning.

The ancient and deep Brokilon Forest looks solemn, dignified and magnificent under the blue sky.The sun shines through the luxuriant canopy and sprinkles on the eyelids of the sleeping people.

Lan En woke up slowly, only feeling backache and backache, as if he had fought bloody battle with several enemies with bare hands for three days and three nights.

Looking away, the armor was neatly put aside, he was only wearing the lining at this time, and only half of it, his muscular upper body was naked.Fortunately, there is soft grass under him, and there is a layer of clean leaves on it.

To his left is a cloth bag embroidered with leaves and vines.Open it and look, it is full of crowns.

Lane's chaotic brain began to rewind, recalling the conversation he had had with the dryads before signing the agreement.

【"If... there is something we want but the other party is unwilling to sell, how should we get it?"

"Can you tell me what it is?"

"No."

"Then maybe... you can add money and try."]

Lan En kicked the cloth bag away with all his strength, and yelled angrily: "I taught you to add money so that you can use it in this kind of place?"

"It's unreasonable! It's simply, it's deceiving too much!"

"Am I short of this money? Why don't you give some pots of Brokiron's water!"

"Someday I'll let you know what 'Pay your debts, Lannisters'!"

The young earl's angry voice resounded through the woods, stirring up the morning birds.

Hearing the movement here, Geralt and Maria Balin came from the jungle not far away.

The demon hunter who was rumored to be emotionless had a playful expression at the moment.After looking Lan En up and down, he turned around and picked up the cloth bag kicked away by the Earl, who was frustrated with his self-esteem, and began to count the coins inside with familiar techniques.

Maria Ballin kept her head down, but her eyes shone out of sight, and every now and then she raised her head and gave Lane a furtive glance with those glowing eyes.

"Congratulations, Earl Lannister, you have also become one of the 'few humans'. And you are a minority of the few—you still have money." Geralt tightened his bag and said, "This There is actually a full five hundred crowns in it."

The demon hunter sighed: "I don't know how many monsters I have to kill to save so much money. After all, there are fewer and fewer monsters now, and the work is getting harder and harder."

"It's all for you! It's the reward for your next mission!"

The demon hunter refused with a serious face: "I can't ask for this kind of money. The new armor and horse are enough to pay me. We have principles."

Maria Balin trotted over, picked up the liner from the ground, and stuck it to Lann's body.

"What are you doing!"

Hearing Lane's question, Maria Balin, a huntress who has been wandering in the forest and on the fringes of human society all year round, raised the lining with her hands that had never served anyone before, and said, "I, I will make it for you. A, my lord."

Lan En darkened his face: "Will you?"

The huntress lowered her head, but her eyes were bright: "I can learn!"

Lan En stared straight at her, and said suddenly: "I don't care who you were or what you did before, many lives in this era have no choice. Not everyone deserves a second chance, and you get I took this opportunity, so you should cherish it.

Now that you have become my subject, bid farewell to the past and change to a new name.From now on, you will be named after Red Kite, and will be called 'Milva'.I expect more from you than just a maid, understand? "

Milva raised his head: "Follow your order, my lord. Are you still wearing armor?"

Lan gritted his molars. The plate armor of this era really cannot be worn by one person.

"Put on!"

White Wolf suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he was laughing.After looking at it for a while, he tossed the purse at Lane.

"Geralt, take this away from me!"

"We only take what we deserve, and we have principles, Lane."

"Take it!"

PS: Happy New Years Eve everyone!Save the manuscript today and update it earlier.Save some time to watch the Spring Festival Gala with your family in the evening, everyone pack together!dumpling!smash!

(End of this chapter)