From Demon Hunter to Lord of the Empire

Chapter 118: How Should a Man Blend Into the Sorceress Academy? Urgent!

Lane was still thinking to himself: “Actually, their state is still good for us at the moment, right?” It’s just that we have to strictly monitor them and guide them, after all, this group is easily manipulated by extreme emotions to make some unexpected moves… Well? Uncle Mossack? ”

Lan’s voice grew quieter, and he finally detected Mossack’s emotionally complicated gaze.

The old druid smiled and shook his head and said, “I’m fine, you’re right, do what you want, Lan.” ”

After speaking, Mossack turned away without waiting for Rann’s answer. He is going to get on with his own thing, and some emotions need some time to calm down.

Lan frowned in confusion, and before he could figure out what the other party was looking like, he suddenly noticed that his own arrow attendant suddenly appeared at the edge of his line of sight.

“Ace! ”

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

“Come to my study. ”

The Lord’s Mansion, inside the study.

Lan looked at the arrow attendant who bowed his head in front of him and asked, “Are you ready, for what to do later?” ”

Ace nodded, “I’ll try to learn magic, Lord Count!” ”

The arrow’s attendant’s words were sonorous, but Lane knew that the other party was somewhat reluctant.

On the mainland, orthodox nobles do not actually think much of warlocks.

When many aristocratic ladies despised the faux pas of loose hair, they would also comment that “this is the hairstyle only worn by prostitutes and sorceresses”, and talk about the two side by side.

Of course, there is no truth in saying this. But like some people’s prejudices against demon hunters, these views are somewhat ingrained in the aristocracy.

Not to mention that Ace, a knight family born in Sintra, has received an education in the supremacy of the sword since he was a child, and in his opinion, charging with a gun is not known how many times honorable it is than nesting behind the team and chopping thunder.

Admittedly, he also understood that warlocks might have more power than knights; But it’s as if most people in modern times know that certain professions make more money but don’t do it, and they feel that they have lost their share…

Of course, ideas are always turned around by life.

Rann now wants to artificially change Ace’s perception.

Rann knew Ace’s education, so he could understand his feelings, so he decided to give Ace a little encouragement.

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

This kind of intimate action like a comrade surprised Ace.

Looking at the pair of lion eyes that looked directly at him, Ace became distracted: “Lord Count…”

Before Ace finished speaking, Lan preemptively released the bomb: “Ace, this is a very important task.” There is one thing I have never told anyone, and now I have decided to tell you that the demise of Sintra is inextricably linked to certain warlocks. ”

What the? Ace’s heart, which was still flustered just now, suddenly began to pound with another emotion.

“I need someone who is truly my own to go deep into the Warlock community, and before you appeared, I never thought that my plan could be achieved…”

No one knew what Lane and Ace said in the study that day, only when Geralt was passing by on the first floor, he suddenly heard a shout like chicken blood from upstairs, and he was startled:

“For Sintra! For Lannister! For Lord Count!!! ”

…………

Early morning of the next day, Lannister Mansion Garden.

Geralt, Ciri, and Yennefer stood aside, the white wolf’s expression was awkward, and Ciri’s eyes were glued to Triss.

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

The red-haired sorceress had been repaired at this time, and became as beautiful as a flame again, she took Rann’s hand and said sincerely:

“Lan, don’t worry. The Northern Kingdom and the Warlocks will no longer turn a blind eye to Nifgaard, and I will definitely do my best to gain support for Sintra;

You don’t have to worry about Ace, although Eritusa only recruits female students, I know quite a few male warlocks, some of whom are happy to recruit magical assistants, and Ace may be better taught than in the academy. ”

Ace, who had his ears upright, suddenly lit up his eyes, only female trainees and sorceress teachers’ magic academy?

The Arrow Attendant found that he was not so reluctant to learn magic now.

Lan shook his head: “I heard that there is not an academy that specializes in training male sorcerers, it seems to be called Ben Ade?” ”

Ace:……

Triss was puzzled: “Yes, but I am not familiar with the warlocks there, and Ben Ade’s reputation is not very good…”

Lane nodded in understanding: “I understand.” Speaking of which, I often seem to hear the name of a male sorcerer, it seems to be called… Wigofortz? It should be this name, such a famous warlock wants to be powerful, does he recruit apprentices or assistants? ”

Triss smiled and said, “Wigofertz is the youngest and most promising member of the Warlock Brotherhood, and he is the commander of this battle of Mount Soden. Speaking of which, he has always been very concerned about the situation in the Northern War, and he has always been friendly to Sintra, and I will ask for you. ”

Lane thanked him, “Then it’s bothering you, Tris. ”

Yennefer looked at the unreserved Triss with strange eyes, and then at Ciri, whose eyes were about to be nailed to his friend, and smiled a little distressed and a little playfully.

After saying goodbye, Triss finally looked at Lan’s lion pupils carefully, and suddenly stepped forward and slammed into his arms to hold him, and her arms were fiercely hooped in.

Lan suddenly felt that the whole person was wrapped in a soft mass, and he suddenly regretted wearing armor at the moment.

Triss whispered in Rann’s ear, “Don’t worry, Rann, Sintra will be fine.” I will do everything I can to help Sintra, to help you. ”

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

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

As if in a competition, Ciri tightened his arms with all his strength, even if he was hurt by the griffin armor.

The little princess said sullenly, “You have to come to see me often.” ”

Mossack kept smiling at it and couldn’t help but nod with satisfaction.

“Ms. Yennefer, Ciri will ask you later. Lan touched the head in his arms and instructed the sorceress beside the white wolf.

Yennefer nodded in return, opened the portal with both hands, and pulled Ciri and the bitter-looking Geralt into it.

After sending the two waves of centaurs to the headquarters of Kelmohan and the Warlock Brotherhood, the entire lord’s mansion was much quieter.

After so many days, the area around the town of Blochrom has basically settled down, and then Lane plans to lead people to clean up the surrounding scourge again, select some soldiers from the refugees to replenish the troops, and then he can completely draw the line to establish a more stable defense line, and wait for the opportunity to counterattack according to his previous plan.

And in this process, I also have time to go to Kelsiren to exchange feelings with Jeron and learn to learn the skills of the demon hunter; Although he now has no teacher to master the magic seal, the griffin school still has a lot of knowledge that cannot be learned by its own goldfinger system, such as potion making, the use of various sudden mutages, the knowledge of facing different monsters, and so on.

Backed by a school, you have to use it, right? And Mossack has also been idle recently, and it is also on the agenda to exchange and study the second mutation of the demon hunter.

With this in mind, Rann pulled out the softcover book that Jeron had handed to his home before leaving Towcent’s secret laboratory.

Before leaving, Geron gave Lane a total of three things, namely [The Best Gryphon School Set], [Gryphon School Demon Hunter Badge], and finally this softcover book that Geron handed over to him, according to him, this kind of book is a set, and what is written on the blank page of Ran’s book will appear the same content on the corresponding page number on Geron’s book.

As a result, they were able to communicate thousands of miles apart. Jeron wants Rann to pass the message through this method, waiting for Rann’s notification to open the portal and take him to Kelsiren.

This notebook has a simple name in the system: [Gryphon School Contact Notes].

At this point, Lane really considered the words of the first letter to Jeron, what should be written at the beginning?

Mr. Jerron? Too raw.

Dear mentor? Seems a little too flattering.

Let’s choose the most simple and safe name. Rann dipped in ink and began to write:

“Dear Teacher,

See literally the letter.

I’m sorry to contact you after such a long time, a series of terrible things have happened in my country recently, I may not be able to receive a systematic demon hunter education in the Kelsiren, and my responsibility is always urging me…”

Rann briefly wrote about the destruction of Sintra, and then prepared to write his own request, and by the way, he tried to sell something miserable and promise something to see if he could abduct the griffin school to Sintra.

“I know that the Gryphon School has always been non-interfering in politics…”

Accidents always happen inadvertently, and this pen suddenly can’t write.

Lane repeatedly used the pen to scratch on the notebook, at first he thought there was no ink, and wanted to dip a little ink, but found that the ink seemed to turn into a lump of gel, and with the light poke of the nib, the whole dent.

I don’t know when, the whole room, or the whole Blochlon, was eerily quiet, not listening to the harmony, not listening to laughter, as if the whole world was shrouded in a soundproof membrane that isolated Rann’s room.

Lane realized something, it wasn’t just a matter of sound.

He released the hand holding the pen, and the pen was fixed in midair, motionless.

Time stopped.

“Knock knock. “There was a polite knock outside the door.

(End of chapter)