Chapter 112 Mossack: In the past days, I was just healing my wounds.
This time I went to the tree spirit’s oak land, Duan Canal. Lann no longer went alone as before, but brought the tree spirit with him. Milva, whom the elves are relatively familiar with, Levon Blot, the grandson of the mayor who is already very familiar with the tree elves, and House, who is now inseparable from him.
One after another, trees thicker than humans leaped past everyone, and as the forest went deeper, the trees became taller and taller, and a natural environment completely different from Sintra appeared in front of everyone.
Heifeng snorted disdainfully. He was barely exerting any effort at a jogging speed, but the horses around him were already panting and couldn't bear it any longer.
"Heifeng, slow down." Lann patted his partner's neck helplessly, looked at the people galloping around him, and suddenly asked Levin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time: "
You were sent to Duen Ka before. After Nar, I have never paid attention to the follow-up. What happened after that?"
Levin said respectfully: "I have never thanked you. You avenged my father; the ladies of Duan Canal You also told me that the reason why I am qualified to be sent there for treatment is because of your request."
Lann waved his hand carelessly: "You fight for me, as you should. And you are brave enough, even those The ladies are all full of praise for you."
Levin respectfully thanked Lan again, then he hesitantly looked at Sylsa at the front of the team and said, "And after the injuries that should have killed me have healed, After that, the ladies left me in the cabin again and asked me to pay...remuneration for a period of time."
Lan was silent.
He followed Levin's gaze to look at Sylsa at the front of the team. Before, Levin had been consciously avoiding Sylsa. Lan still found it strange, but now he suddenly understood.
It’s no wonder that Ms. Eisna sent Sylsa to Brochlon Town. It turns out that she is a person who both parties know very well.
After two days and one night of running around, everyone once again arrived at the forest of giant trees at dusk. Even though Lan had been here once before, he was still shocked by the sight before him.
Dryad Silsa dismounted and knelt down to pray. Milva stepped forward and hugged the root of a giant tree, indicating where her height was on the root.
The girl sighed in a low voice: "Your Majesty, are these trees grown through magic?" The
scene in front of her was indeed easy to misunderstand. Lann's thoughts when he first saw him were exactly the same as Milva's now. . Only after becoming a demon hunter, Lan had different feelings when he saw these giant trees again.
If we plant two circles of these trees on the edge of Kelseren, will we be able to prevent that shocking avalanche?
Sylsa, who had finished praying on the ground, heard the girl's sigh. She corrected: "This is not magic, it is nature, and it is the favor that Brochiron gives to its children." Milva whispered: "This sounds more
... It's magic."
After walking out of the forest of giant trees, everyone except Lan was blindfolded by Sylsa, including Levin and Milva. This attitude made Lan strange. The only people who could enter the land of oak without blindfolding were the dryad's "own people", such as Ciri, who was almost transformed into a dryad.
Why do you deserve this kind of treatment? With this inexplicable doubt, Lan met the dryad queen Aisna.
Compared with the last time we met, perhaps because of the change of seasons, Aisna's dress has become more "natural". At this moment, her lower body was only wearing a plain white silk skirt, with a circle of heather, lily of the valley and day lily around her waist; her upper body was almost completely exposed to the air, revealing the queen's bold mind in sharp contrast to the petiteness of the ordinary dryad. Only slightly block them with silver hair.
Lann secretly admired in his heart, she is indeed Her Majesty the Queen, her hair is really shocking!
As expected of the tree spirits, they indeed have a culture that is distinct from humans!
The few young men who followed Lan in turned their heads slightly unnaturally, while Milva stared intently, with an indescribable expression on her face.
Behind Aisna were Dunka and Brian, both old friends.
"Long time no see, Lan of Cintra."
Lan looked meaningfully at Eisna and the two guards behind her: "I miss you too, Ms. Aisna."
Facing Lan Eisna seemed unaware of En's look, or she had seen too many similar looks: "Perhaps I should call you 'Koriam' now - Lion. I feel for what happened to Cintra. It's a pity, but don't worry, Brokilon will always welcome you."
Lann pointed to his eyes: "Since you are so familiar with Geralt, you must know my current situation."
Eisna smiled and said Shaking his head: "No, no, Lan, our friendship is built on a stronger foundation, just you. The town of Brochlon is not even important, and other humans are not important, it is just you. Although the current situation It looks a lot worse than before, but we are still firm allies."
As she spoke, the Dryad Queen took two steps closer to Lan to show her sincerity; the guards behind Lan backed away slightly. It may be polite to take two steps.
But then they seemed to remember their responsibilities, and walked back to Lan's side with a straight face and head high.
Lann knew that he had to be particularly careful when facing Aisna. Once the matter was related to the dryads in Brokilon Forest, he would feel that his style had changed. If he was not careful, he might be banned.
Lan wrinkled his itchy nose and said without changing his expression: "I don't know how I deserve your love. I also heard that you told Luca that I would definitely come back?" Eisna
nodded: "This This is exactly the reason why I invited you here today. I have two friends who want to meet you, and one of them told me this news."
Friend? Lann raised his eyebrows.
"Friend." As if she knew what Lan was thinking, Aisna repeated, "But before meeting that 'well-informed' friend, there is another friend you must meet. I believe You'll be happy."
Nice to see friends? Lane became interested.
Eisna made a "please" gesture, and the group accepted the guidance. They left the largest oak tree, and then realized that they were continuing to walk towards the center of the forest.
The real center of the forest is a clear spring in the mountains. When Lan arrived here, he felt that the air was filled with misty water vapor. At the same time, the Witcher badge around his neck began to shake violently. Get moving.
A bold guess appeared in his mind - this clear spring is probably the water of Brochlon, right?
But Lann doesn't have much thought about this now. All his attention is attracted by the two people in the spring: one of them is a tree spirit, wearing "traditional" tree spirit clothing; as for the other person ——
"Uncle Mossack!" Lann shouted in surprise.
It turned out to be an old Druid whom I hadn’t heard from for a long time!
At this moment, Mossak is lying in a stone cave, with the water of Brochlon flowing out of the cave washing his body. His limbs are wrapped in sheepskin and Konighelia vine, a climbing plant with healing properties. .
"Lan, long time no see." Druid looked at Lan striding over and seemed to be in good spirits. "Don't worry, I feel pretty good now."
When the tree spirit who was healing Mossak saw Lan coming forward, he didn't even show any rejection of outsiders. She took the initiative to nod to Lan and said, "Hello, Corianm, I'm Egres."
Lan was familiar with this name. In the original novel, she seemed to be the physician leader of the Dryad clan. She hated harming others. , once swore a peace oath, and therefore could no longer leave the land of oak trees. She would treat Geralt's broken arms and legs in the future, although in the end Geralt left without waiting for the treatment to be completed, ignoring the doctor's instructions, and later suffered a big loss.
And now, Aigrace is soaking in the Bruchilon Spring with Mossak. Her chestnut hair and other floating things are floating in the spring water, flashing a beautiful color in the sunlight.
Aigrace carefully dismantled the sheepskin and healing vines on the druid's body. Judging from her reaction, Mossak was indeed fine.
"Lan, I'm sorry that I haven't been with you and Ciri recently." Mossak already had the strength to move his body. He said while cooperating with the doctor's movements, "I was used by Nilfgaard's warlocks to use the portal. I'm trapped, in a trap. After I get out of trouble, I only have the strength to heal here."
Aisna nodded and agreed: "Mossack was brought here by another friend of mine. I was scared at the time. I jumped. I have known Mossack for decades, but I have never seen him in such a miserable state. His injury has not completely healed, but he is able to move around normally today. I asked you to come. The first thing is to ask you to take Mossack back, he can't wait."
Mossack shook his head, seeming to be very concerned about his experience of being besieged by Nilfgaardian warlocks, and also blaming himself for not being able to Can save Ciri:
"No one would have thought that Nilfgaard would train warlocks like soldiers."
Lann comforted: "Those warlocks are war machines specially trained by Nilfgaard. I caught one of them. Two, they can indeed use attack magic, but they can't even open the portal. According to my interrogation, they were all selected by Nilfgaard from those warlocks who lived in distress, and they came to Cintra The purpose is to deal with you specifically."
"You caught two?" Mossak was stunned, and then he noticed Lann's eyes and suddenly became lost. "The thing I was most worried about happened, Lann. Did you make this sacrifice for Cintra?"
Lann shook his head: "No, Uncle Mossack, this is my own choice. Only in this way can I better protect myself and Xi. Here, protect you."
"But after becoming a witcher, you will not be able to have children. Lan, what will happen to the Lannister family in the future? The price is too high!"
Mossack groaned. Aisna, who was standing behind Lan, nodded in agreement and looked at Lan's back with complicated eyes.
"Don't worry, it's not a big problem for me now." Lann comforted, "And I already have a solution to this problem." Lann said to the old druid who cared about him like an elder
. He smiled and asked as if to divert his attention: "Ms. Aisna, didn't you say that you would introduce a friend to me today, and it was this friend who saved Mossak? I also want to thank you. She."
Upon hearing Lan's question, the Dryad Queen chuckled, pointed to the center of Brokilon Spring and said:
"She is right here."
Ripples suddenly appeared on the lake surface of Brokilon Spring , there was actually a third person soaking in the spring water.
There seemed to be a faint sound of a harp in the air, or maybe it was just Lan's simple imagination in his mind. I saw a woman with dark green hair rising slowly from the lake. Her movements didn't stir up any water, as if her whole body was integrated into the spring water itself.
Compared with the dryad queen Eisna next to her, this woman's dress is a step further "completely natural" than the dryads. From Lan's perspective, she can be seen almost at a glance, and the remnants of Bloch can also be seen on it. Longzhi water shines brightly under the sunlight, as if it has its own holy light.
Bad news: There is the Light.
The good news: the Holy Light is not in key parts, and is even decorated just right.
Her figure is as slender and standard as a statue. Not only does that little bit of "holy light" not hinder the exploration of sight, but it matches every curve of her body and the color changes of her skin, stimulating people's imagination to the greatest extent.
At least Lan is thinking of nature now, of the slender trees, of the flowers on the tops of the branches, of the huge fruits produced by the flowers, of... It’s not surprising that there are always knights in history who are willing to fight for the lady in front of them
. Even to the point of death, it is not surprising that those artists were able to reproduce her portraits and statues almost perfectly just by listening to the knights' narration. This fairy is really impressive in a literal sense.
Lan coughed slightly and covered his face slightly, feeling that the adrenaline secretion in his body was beginning to be too strong. House seems to share the [Anger Control] skill, which can use adrenaline to release the seal. Do you want to open an Arden or Axi to release it on the spot?
(End of chapter)