From Demon Hunter to Lord of the Empire

Chapter 117: Lan En, Do You Want to Become a God?

“I’m a demon hunter, and demon hunters have no feelings. Geralt said, “And not afraid.” ”

“That’s good. Lan nodded, “Do you know that I recently saved a sorceress?” Her name is Triss. ”

Jellot nodded, “I need to thank you for that too, Rann.” Triss is a friend of the Wolf School and often helps us with magic.

Why, saving her got you guys into trouble? Then you don’t have to worry, I will definitely do my best to help you. ”

No, no, no, it’s not getting me in trouble.

Lane nodded and shook his head again: “Here’s the thing: Triss is injured, so you need to contact a fellow warlock to help with magic, and you should also know that the warlock with her best relationship is Yennefer of Wengeborg…”

In Lan’s eyes, the white wolf’s pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole, and the emotionless demon hunter was surging wildly at this moment with seemingly indescribable emotional turbulence.

Geralt interrupted Rann directly: “She wants to come over?” When? ”

Lan pretended to look at the time and said, “I told Mossack the news in the morning, if you calculate the time… She should have arrived at Duane Kanal by now. ”

Geralt stood up with a loud voice, and his expressionless face began to sweat slightly: “It’s far from the road to Kelmohan, I think I still have to leave with Ciri as soon as possible.” What about Mossack? You can also walk with the portal! ”

Rann sighed, “I’d love to help you, Geralt, really. But both Mossack and Ciri are now in Duane Kanal, and didn’t I say that Ciri needs the help of a warlock. Do you think Triss is better, or Yennefer is better? ”

The white wolf’s expression finally couldn’t hold back.

…………

Ciri looked warily at the woman in front of her, the most beautiful woman she had ever seen in her life.

It is said that sorceresses are all beautiful, but the beauty in front of them is more beautiful than beauty.

Her appearance, her makeup, her dress, and the scent of lilacs and currants she emitted were all so perfect and natural that they gave her the laurels of “beauty”.

In addition to her appearance, this woman exudes a dazzling confidence that cannot be ignored. This makes her the most envious look of Ciri, whether it is her appearance or temperament.

Ciri thought: It would seem good if the sorceress taught her magic.

As long as she doesn’t give Lane a naked look like Triss.

However, the next words of this beauty defeated Ciri’s favor.

“Ugly girl, are you the princess of Sintra? Where is that Rann who saved Triss and heard that he is also a demon hunter? ”

Ciri frowned, she wanted to scream now, wanted to order the guards to cut off the head of this disrespectful sorceress.

But she was no longer the brutal and wayward princess, and her mind recalled what Rann had explained to herself, they now needed to win over the warlocks as much as possible, and the sorceress in front of her was the object of Lanent’s attention.

How to win her over, such a beautiful and confident woman, I heard that even the title of royal adviser was rejected, how can she win her favor?

The little princess thought so, and a face gradually appeared in her mind…

Ciri wrinkled his nose and huffed, “You are Yennefer? Yennefer of Wengerburg? ”

Yennefer looked around and said, “That’s right, Triss told you, where is she?” ”

At this time, the sorceress did not forget her purpose for coming here, she had traveled thousands of miles to save her friend, and even her own injuries were not completely healed.

“I didn’t listen to Triss. Ciri frowned, “I heard Geralt say, I’m his accidental son, and I’m going to go to Kelmohan with him later.” ”

Yennefer stopped her gaze searching around, and violet-like eyes suddenly stared at Ciri, looking at her.

From top to bottom, bottom to top.

“Ugly girl, you said Geralt mentioned me to you? ”

Ciri shook his head: “No, he never mentions his own affairs. ”

Yennefer snorted disdainfully.

“But he drank the water of Blochron, was in a coma for several days, and kept calling your name. Ciri said, “‘Yennefer, Yennefer,’ sometimes just ‘Yennefer’ or ‘Ye’.” That voice was literally etched into my head, and everything I listened to for the past few days was like your name. ”

Ciri lowered his voice, mimicking the delirious voice of a man.

Yennefer raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth began to rise irrepressibly as he listened.

Ciri thought to himself: Damn, this woman laughs better.

“Did Geralt know I was here? Where is he? ”

Yennefer’s voice was unhurried and beautiful in tone, as if Ciri’s words had not stirred up her mood swings at all. If it weren’t for business, Ciri would even like to listen to this nice voice a little longer.

“He’s in the town of Blochlon, and he didn’t know you were coming.” But I see that Lane went back to him in a hurry, and I should have told him. ”

The sorceress smiled even brighter, and then she saw Ciri’s gaze staring at her, and her face suddenly changed to another smile.

“You said earlier that you were Geralt’s accidental son, right? ”

Ciri nodded.

Looking at the rat-gray hair that was similar to the white wolf’s, Yennefer said, “Well, ugly… Little girl, I’m starting to like you now. Tell me where Triss is first, and then later—we have time later. ”

…………

Outside the town of Blochlon, there are simply built settlements for refugees.

And I don’t know when—or from the beginning—a group of people who draw three lion scratches on their clothes appeared in the places where these refugees gathered.

It is said that they originally planned to paint a lion on their clothes, but were immediately reprimanded by their leader, because the lion is now a symbol that only the Ciri and Lannister families can use, so they retreated and drew the lion’s claws on their bodies.

They enthusiastically help all the refugees around them, spontaneously maintain the security of the refugee area, and cooperate with the city guards who come to the door to discipline them to the extreme, and they know everything about Lannister’s retainers.

What stands out is a highly motivated and proactive management, and all this does not cost Lane a penny, nor does it consume a little of his energy.

The only difference from normal refugees is that they gather every morning or when they fall asleep at night to pray towards a worn but extremely well-maintained three-lion coat of arms flag of Sintra.

After prayer, they will gather to pity each other’s past sufferings to relieve each other, share the joy of recent life with each other, and look forward to the future life with each other.

“I dreamed of lions last night! ”

Early in the morning, closest to the Three Lions Flag, a poorly dressed but neat young girl shouted, her words greeting the envious eyes of those who had gathered to pray.

“As long as we pray earnestly and genuinely dedicate our strength to the revival of Sintra, the lions will also bless you in your dreams at night! ”

All the people were in the spirit for a while, kneeling down together in front of the Three Lions Banner, clasping their hands in front of their chests, and began to chant praises together:

“May the lion lead us to your safe arms, hold us close to us with light, and protect us. Spare the imperial sun from eroding our souls…”

“Hold us, protect us…”

On the city wall, some distance from the crowd, Rann watched the prayer crowd from a distance, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

That girl… Wasn’t he saved when he landed in Sintra before, how did it become like this?

According to their chanting method, only if you don’t dream of lions at night can you have ghosts, who came up with the dream blessing? Is it meant to function in this kind of occasion?

“Ah! A refugee who was praying suddenly exclaimed, “I heard the roar of the lion, and I heard it just after praying!” ”

The crowd was in an uproar, and everyone carefully distanced themselves from the refugee, with envious faces, while the girl under the banner of the Three Lions strode forward excitedly, and the crowd automatically separated a path for him.

“He heard the lion’s roar! The girl patted the refugee on the shoulder and chest vigorously, her eyes full of relief, and then she raised the refugee’s hand and led him to look around and enjoy the gaze around him, “He heard the roar of the lion!” The lion recognized him! The lion is watching him! ”

Not far away, the corners of Lan’s mouth twitched even more.

I’m really watching you, but I didn’t roar (the fourth time), and I can’t let just one person hear it…

The maiden did not notice that the object of her prayer was looking at her in a realistic sense, and she continued to cry out to those around her: “Let’s have one last morning prayer, and then go and contribute to the revival of Sintra!” ”

The crowd became more and more excited, and many patrolling city guards looked at this side from afar, their eyes not only unguarded, but even faintly agreed.

“Wish! The lions lead us! Come to your safe arm! ”

“Run out! Hold us tight! Protect us! ”

“……”

In the background of the extraordinarily passionate prayer, Rann felt a gaze behind him. He knew it was Mossack.

The old druid listened to the prayers in the field and looked at the back of Lan En’s heroic martial arts, suddenly giving birth to a sense of unreality.

“Rann, I have to say…” Mossack considered his words, “you surprised me so much, this is not something that ordinary people can do… I have traveled across the continent accustomed to war, and they are the most hopeful and harmonious war refugees I have seen in centuries. ”

At the same time, Rann sees a young man who has fled to salute the women and children, and the leading girl is also inviting many children who have just arrived at the resettlement site into her temporary shelter.

【Mission – Homeless – Completed】

【Character level increase +1】

This is a task that the city guard has not yet freed up to solve, but I did not expect to be solved by them first.

The upgrade brought about an improvement in basic attributes, and the sudden enhancement of the flesh caused Lann to take a deep breath suddenly, and also attracted the surprised gaze of Mossack.

In the perception of the old druid, the momentum of the young man in front of him suddenly rose to a higher level, although it was only a slight change, but it was a real improvement.

This……

The prayer crowd, the stronger Lane, all these connections made the old druid suddenly think of a possibility.

Pupil constriction.

(End of chapter)