From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Temeria, top of Mount Balder.

Xili hugged her chest and carried a long sword carved with the head of Swift on her back. Her eyes scanned the four children in front of her in turn.

Sitting at the front was a boy who looked to be no more than three or five years old. He was wearing a sky blue shirt, a small fleur-de-lis badge on his left chest, and a deerskin belt.

He also had golden hair as bright as the dawn sun and sparkling blue eyes.

The other three are all girls, looking a little older than this boy. They all have light green exotic skin tones, and Lann forced them to be wrapped in linen skirts. Their eyes are clear and innocent, with the tranquility of the deep jungle.

[Take a deep breath, Cirilla Fiona Aeron Rhianlen. 】Xili pressed her chest and said to herself in her heart.

Take a deep breath, at least Lann only brought the children here, their mother still didn't have the guts to appear in front of him.

Shirley comforted herself in this way, but her teeth clenched tighter and tighter.

The bright emerald light spot flickered and then went out. As soon as Lann stepped on the ground, he felt a strong pressure when he raised his head.

The four children cheered with various names and ran towards Lan En and hugged Lan En's thigh. Although their birth was accompanied by various accidents, the concepts brought from the previous life made Lann always full of emotions towards his bloodline.

But he suddenly didn't dare to move.

Shirley looked at Lann steadily for a while and snorted coldly.

"How's the war going on the front lines?"

Lann let out a sigh of relief after hearing this question: "The frontal battlefield has been charged in. From now on, we just need to fight steadily. Geralt and the others were temporarily called back by me, and are now preparing to fight with Yennefer and the gryphon. The Knights are preparing to raid the hinterland together."

Xili frowned: "I remember taking the water route?"

Lan nodded: "This time Uncle East and Kratz will personally lead the team. When they were young, they personally robbed the Golden Tower City and are very familiar with the route."

Approach the mainland from the sea to shorten the straight-line distance, and then wait for the right moment to launch an air strike.

Ciri's brows widened: "Grandpa and the others will not miss this best opportunity to counterattack Nilfgaard."

Seeing Ciri's expression lighten a little, Lann also felt relieved.

But after thinking about it, Lan stopped talking again: "As for how to deal with him... have you thought about it?"

Lann didn't say who the other party was, but both he and Ciri knew who the words meant.

Shirley's fingers tightened: "If your plan goes well, he might die today and I won't even see him - this is the best ending."

"But if he survives...seriously Lan, I haven't thought about it yet."

Seeing Ciri biting her lips until they turned white, Lan sighed and held the other person's hand. It was a warm touch like nephrite.

Three girls and a boy looked towards this side with curious and probing eyes at the same time. The boy even looked at the girl next to him, eager to imitate.

Ciri had a pretty face and immediately pulled her hand back: "How to deal with Emhyr is something after victory. What we have to do now is to win!"

"Of course, of course—my Queen."

"We will be ready and wait for you to come back, and then everything will continue as planned." Shirley took a deep breath, "You must come back."

Lan's expression became serious and he nodded solemnly.

He flipped his left hand and took out a long spiral horn. The [Travel] skill in the system began to flash in time, and a road was erected across the two worlds.

Then, the bright emerald light flickered like the sun, and then went out.

Ciri stared lovingly as the last light disappeared.

Then she turned around. At this time, the children had just taken off their arms that were covering their eyes.

The father disappeared, and only this woman was left in front of him.

What should we call her?

Looking at the four pairs of clear eyes, Xili sighed and sat down cross-legged.

"Tell me...what are your names? How old are you? What have you been studying during this time?"

——

With a "click" sound, the steel shin guard crushed a skull.

Lan lowered his head, and the place under his feet was naturally the place where he was last transported to the sub-dimensional world. The bones that were still fresh at the time had now become as brittle as sand due to the erosion of time.

Lan frowned. Three years have passed, and there is no threat from unicorns. The Ain El elves here don't even know how to collect the corpses of their companions?

If it could be said that the temporarily defeated party did not have time to collect the corpses before, it would be unreasonable to let the corpses of his companions be exposed in the wild after so many years.

But Lann quickly relaxed his brows. This kind of Ain El Elf was actually a good thing for him.

He calmed down, and large spots of light soon appeared in his consciousness - these were the marks of his [Travel] skill.

There are more than ten light spots concentrated together, which are the unicorns. Lann sent them to execute the plan, so he would naturally set up guarantees on them. During this time, in addition to the war, he also traveled between the two worlds from time to time, while ensuring the safety of the unicorns through the follower panel.

He was quite worried that these elves would really lose their minds and cut the unicorns alive.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly, and none of the unicorns had any accidents.

Lan calmed down and watched an isolated point of light approaching the unicorns, and then began to shake, as if the person attached to the mark was bursting with strong emotions.

Then the light point ran in one direction at an extremely fast speed, stopped, and became motionless.

"Very good." Lann showed a satisfied smile.

…

Eredin quickly shuttled through the corridors of the palace, her expression gloomy.

He kept recalling the scene he just saw:

The Elf Sage Avallac'h and other Elf Tamers gently washed the unicorns' bodies. Although the unicorns resisted strongly, they did not avoid the elves' contact.

Their attitude has softened, and they no longer shout and kill the elves as before.

Eredin even saw a unicorn begin to communicate telepathically with the elves!

"A scam, this is a scam!" The leader of the Wild Hunt walked menacingly through the corridor, his eyes breathing fire.

Other soldiers may be able to tolerate it, but as the commander of the Wild Hunt, he absolutely cannot accept the situation of turning enemies into friends with his former prey!

He quickly arrived at the central gate of the palace, and two soldiers blocked his way.

"Eredin is a loyal friend, let him come in." Before the herald could announce, a voice came from behind the door.

The soldier bowed to Eredin and turned the doorknob.

There was no one in the room. You can have a panoramic view of the furnishings inside: there is a book and an old malachite water bottle on the table, there are exquisitely carved bas-reliefs, pleated curtains and floral tapestries on the walls, and there is a statue in the corner of the room. .

The first impression one would have is that the owner of this house is a knowledgeable, elegant, but not exaggerated man.

There was no one in the room, but the balcony was very crowded.

A long table was placed there, filling the space. The servants were kicked out because the Alder King liked to be alone.

Eredin glanced at the long table. The food on it was rich, including more than ten kinds of vegetables, as well as fried, stewed and dipped mushrooms.

Eredin has eaten these dishes, and he knows that some of the white mushrooms are as thin as leaves and have a soft and delicious taste; others are brown and black, with fragrant aroma and plump flesh. To accompany the meal is rose wine, which has a light taste.

But these couldn't attract Eredin's attention. What he cared about was the potion on the left hand side of the Alder King. The remaining liquid in it was still glowing with fluorescence.

"Unicorn blood has a detoxifying effect and is very good for your body." Eredin lowered his head, "But even so, you should not take unicorn blood at the same time..."

"Okay, Eredin, I know." The Alder King shook his head slightly, "But I am in pain, and you know it."

Another thing that caught Eredin's attention was what was in front of the Alder King. At this moment, the Alder King is gathering the white powder with a knife, and then dividing it into two long strips. He picked up a silver tube from the table and inhaled the powder into his nose.

First the left nostril, then the right nostril.

Then he put down the silver tube, and you could see that his hands were white and slender, with long fingers. He looked up at Eredin, who was walking beside him, and repeated: "I'm in pain, and you know why."

The Alder King is very slender and looks very tall. He wore a black jacket and a pair of traditional high elf boots with a row of buckles on the side. His long gray hair spread over his sloping shoulders and slid down his back.

His eyes should have been as clear as molten lead, and filled with unspeakable sadness. But now it has become dim and turbid, full of tears.

Eredin lowered his head: "I let you down."

Alder King, Oberon Muhitazi, the father of Laura Doran, the first ancient blood, and one of the only elven sages of the Ayn El tribe. The hero who led the Ain El tribe across the world to find a new home is also the culprit who caused the Ain El tribe to be trapped in a dimensional cage.

No one knows how long he has lived. His face is still as delicate as that of a man in his thirties or forties, but the aura exuding from his body is always reminiscent of a decaying cemetery.

"But I want to make up for my mistakes." Eredin said solemnly.

"You've done it." The Alder King waved his hand, "Three years later... we finally found the unicorn again, and Ain El has hope again."

"No, this is what Avallac'h did, and he was wrong." Eredin said solemnly, "And I hope to get back on track from the path we have deviated from now."

…

Avallac'h had long noticed Eredin's arrival and departure, and his thoughts were so delicate that he naturally understood what the leader of the Wild Hunt was thinking.

There had always been differences between them, which had intensified after the fall of Eredin's forces - or rather, Eredin unilaterally intensified.

Avallac'h had never targeted Eredin; he was not interested in power struggles.

"Pay attention here for me." Avallac'h ordered the elf knight beside him, then turned to look at the tallest unicorn.

"Next time I come, I hope I can have a conversation with you." The Elf Sage said solemnly, "Otherwise, the issues that must be resolved between us will not be resolved."

He left the habitat specially designated for the unicorns and followed Eredin's footsteps to the door of the king's dormitory.

"Is Eredin in there?"

…

"Avallac'h is here, do you want to meet him?" The Alder King smiled at Eredin. He was very considerate now.

"We cannot afford your kindness. In fact I am here to oppose him."

This means that I don’t want to see you. The Alder King nodded noncommittally: "As expected."

"Avallac'h chose to raise unicorns in captivity, and even wanted to reach a so-called cooperation with the other party. This is very unrealistic in my opinion." Eredin went straight to the point, "He has many valid reasons, and those reasons are indeed very convincing. force."

"But none of this can hide the uncertainty of the relationship between unicorns and us!"

"Strip them of their materials and equip them on us, and the ability to travel through time and space will be mastered by Ain El again. Even if the power stripped away is weakened, it is still worth it!"

"And if the unicorn is allowed to open the portal in the form of 'cooperation' - then the key power is out of our control. We don't even know if the unicorn has set a trap for us in advance and sends more Going to the New World will only cause more losses!"

Eredin's expression was sincere and her voice was sonorous: "I still insist on my idea: kill half and keep half for breeding. Even if it reduces the number of soldiers we can fight across space by half, it is definitely worth it. The key is The power of others can never be exerted by the hands of other races..."

Before Eredin finished speaking, the Alder King across from him suddenly widened his eyes in surprise.

The elf king with cloudy eyes looked back at the silver tube on the long table and almost thought he was hallucinating.

I saw bright emerald light rising up from Eredin's body.

Then, Eredin felt the weight of a mountain on his shoulder through a hand.

"A very exciting speech, Eredin. To be honest, I'm even beginning to appreciate your keen intuition."

"As for you... in a sense, you are my ancestor." Lann looked past the motionless leader of the Wild Hunt and towards the alder king with cloudy eyes behind him.

At the same time, I also saw the white powder and silver tube on the long table.

Ha, what an unexpected surprise.

With a "whoosh" sound, a crossbow arrow pierced the Alder King's shoulder, and immediately there was a special potion mixed with metal powder seeping into the flesh and blood. Black meridians and blood vessels then burst out from the skin under the black jacket.

The Alder King fell back into his chair with a thud. (End of chapter)