Chapter 117 Lann, do you want to become a god?
"I am a demon hunter, and demon hunters have no emotions." Geralt said, "They won't be afraid either." "
That's good." Lann nodded, "You know Did I save a sorceress recently? Her name is Triss."
Geralt nodded: "I also need to thank you for this, Lann. Triss is a friend of the Wolf School and often helps us with magic. Provide help.
What, did saving her get you into trouble? Then don't worry, I will do my best to help you." No, no, no
, this is not getting me into trouble.
Lan nodded, then shook his head: "The thing is like this: Triss was injured, so she needed to contact fellow warlocks to help with magic, and you should also know that the warlock with the best relationship with her is Vengerberg Yennefer..."
In Lann's eyes, the white wolf's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole, and the emotionless demon hunter seemed to be experiencing indescribable emotional turmoil at this moment.
Geralt interrupted Lann directly: "She is coming? When?"
Lann pretended to look at the time and said: "I told Mossack the news in the morning, calculate the time If so...she should have arrived at Doon Karnal by now."
Geralt stood up with a bang, his expressionless face beginning to sweat slightly: "The road to Kaer Morhen is very far. I think I still have to leave with Ciri as soon as possible. Where is Mossack? You can also use the portal!"
Lann sighed: "I want to help you, Geralt, really. But whether it is Mossack Or is it that Ciri is now in Doun Kanal, and didn't I say that Ciri needs the help of a warlock. Do you think Triss is better, or Yennefer is better?" White Wolf's
expression Finally I couldn't hold it any longer.
...
Xili 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 even more beautiful.
Her appearance, her makeup, her dress, and the scent of lilac and gooseberry she exuded were all so perfect and natural, and together they gave her the crown of "beauty."
Beyond her appearance, this woman exuded a dazzling confidence that was impossible to ignore. This made her look the most enviable to Ciri, both in appearance and temperament.
Ciri thought: It would be good if this sorceress taught her magic.
As long as she doesn't show her naked body to Lan like Triss.
However, this beauty's next words ruined Xili's favor.
"Ugly girl, are you the princess of Cintra? Where is Lann who saved Triss? I heard that he is also a demon hunter?"
Ciri frowned. She wanted to scream now. Order the guards to chop off the head of this disrespectful sorceress.
But she was no longer the unruly and willful princess. She recalled in her mind what Lan En had told her. They now needed to win over the sorcerers as much as possible. The sorceress in front of them was the one Lan En specifically named to pay attention to.
How to win over her? Such a beautiful and confident woman, I heard that she even refused the title of royal advisor. Is there any way to win her favor?
The little princess thought so, and a face gradually appeared in her mind...
Xili wrinkled her nose and said angrily: "Are you Yennefer? Yennefer of Vengerberg?"
Yennefer looked around. , said: "Yes, it was Triss who told you, right? Where is she?"
At this time, the sorceress still did not forget the purpose of coming here. She came all the way here to save her friend, Even her own injuries have not completely healed.
"I didn't listen to what Triss said." Ciri frowned, "I heard what Geralt said. I am his accidental son, and I will go to Kaer Morhen with him." Yennefer paused
. He stopped looking around, and his violet-like eyes suddenly stared at Ciri, sizing her up.
From top to bottom, from bottom to top.
"Ugly girl, you said Geralt mentioned me to you?"
Ciri shook her head: "No, he never mentioned his own affairs."
Yennefer chuckled disdainfully.
"But he drank the water of Brokiron before and was in a coma for several days. He kept calling your name." Xili said, "'Yennefer, Yennefer', and sometimes he even called 'Yennefer' directly." ' or 'Ye'. That voice is simply engraved in my mind. Everything I heard in those days sounded like your name." Xili
lowered her voice and vividly imitated the voice of a man mumbling in confusion. .
Yennefer raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth began to rise uncontrollably while listening.
Xili thought to herself: Damn it, this woman looks better when she smiles.
"Does Geralt know I'm here? Where is he?"
Yennefer's voice was unhurried and had a beautiful tone. It seemed that Ciri's words did not arouse her emotional fluctuations at all. If there was nothing serious, Xili would even want to listen to this pleasant voice for a while longer.
"He is in Blochlon Town. I didn't know you were coming. But I see that Lann went back to find him happily, so she should tell him." The
sorceress smiled even brighter, and then she saw Xi Li stared at him intently, and a different kind of smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"You said before that you were Geralt's unexpected son, right?"
Ciri nodded.
Looking at the mouse-grey hair that was very similar to the white wolf's silver hair, Yennefer said: "Okay, Ugly... little girl, I'm starting to like you now. Tell me where Triss is first, and the rest of the process We’ll talk about it later—we’ll have plenty of time in the future.”
…
Outside the town of Blochlon, there is a simply built gathering place for refugees.
And I don't know when - or from the beginning - a group of people who would draw three lion scratches on their clothes appeared in the places where these refugees gathered.
It is said that they originally planned to draw lions on their clothes, but were immediately scolded by their leader because the lion is now a symbol that only Ciri and the Lannister family can use, so they settled for the next best thing and painted lion paws on their bodies. .
They enthusiastically help all the refugees around them, and spontaneously maintain the security of the refugee area. They are extremely cooperative with the city guards who come to discipline them, and they are even more knowledgeable and polite towards the Lannister retainers.
What stands out is a person with high subjective initiative and active cooperation with management, and all this does not cost Lann a penny, nor does it consume any of his energy.
The only difference from normal refugees is that they gather together every morning or when they go to bed at night to pray to a dilapidated but extremely carefully maintained Sintra Three Lions heraldic flag.
After praying, they will gather together, pity each other to let go of past sufferings, share joy in recent life with each other, and look forward to future life with each other.
"I dreamed about lions last night!"
In the early morning, at the place closest to the Three Lions flag, a girl dressed simply but neatly shouted loudly. Her words received the envious eyes of those who gathered to pray.
"As long as we pray seriously and sincerely contribute our strength to the revival of Sintra, the lions will come into your dreams at night to bless you!" Everyone was shocked and faced the
Three Lions flag together. Kneel down, clasp hands in front of each other, and begin to chant together:
"May the lion lead us to your safe arms, hold us tightly with light, protect us. Protect our souls from the dark sun of the empire. ..."
"Hold us, protect us..."
On the city wall some distance away from the crowd, Lan looked at the praying crowd from a distance, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.
That girl... wasn't she the one he saved when he landed in Sintra? Why did she become like this?
According to their chanting method, if you don’t dream about lions at night, there will be ghosts. Who came up with the dream of blessing? Are you thinking about it all day and dreaming at night just to play a role in this situation?
"Ah!" A refugee who was praying suddenly exclaimed loudly, "I heard the roar of a lion. Just when I finished praying, I heard it!" The crowd was in an uproar, and everyone carefully distanced themselves from the refugee
. distance, with an envious look on her face, while the girl under the Three Lions flag strode forward excitedly, and the crowd automatically separated a path for him.
"He heard the lion's roar!" The girl patted the refugee's shoulders and chest vigorously, her eyes filled with relief. Then she raised the refugee's hand and led him to look around and enjoy the gazes around him, " He heard the lion's roar! The lion recognized him! The lion looked at him!"
Not far away, the corner of Lan's mouth twitched even more fiercely.
It’s true that I’m watching you, but I didn’t yell (for the fourth time). Even if I yelled, I couldn’t let just one person hear it...
The girl didn’t realize that the person she was praying to was actually looking at her. Continue to call loudly to the people around: "Let us have a morning prayer at the end, and then go and contribute our own strength to the revival of Sintra!" The crowd became more and more excited, and many patrolling city
officials The guard looked at this from a distance, his eyes not only unguarded, but even vaguely acknowledging them.
"May! The lion leads us! Come to your safe arms!"
"Use light! Hold us tightly! Protect us!"
"..."
In the background of extremely passionate prayers, Lann said I felt a bunch of eyes gathering behind me. He knew it was Mossack.
The old Druid listened to the prayers in the field and looked at Lan En's heroic back, suddenly feeling a sense of unreality.
"Lan, I have to say..." Mossack considered his words, "You surprised me so much. This is not something ordinary people can do... I was used to seeing wars when I traveled across the continent, and they are my They are the most hopeful and harmonious war refugees I have seen in hundreds of years."
At the same time, Lan saw a young man who had fled carrying women and children to salute, and the leading girl was also inviting many The children who had just arrived at the resettlement site entered her temporary shelter.
[Mission - Homeless - Completed]
[Character Level Improvement +1]
This was a task that the city guards had not yet spared their hands to solve. Unexpectedly, they solved it first.
The upgrade brought an increase in basic attributes, and the sudden enhancement of his body caused Lan to take a deep breath, and also attracted Mossack's surprised gaze.
In the old druid's perception, the aura of the young man in front of him suddenly increased. Although it was only a subtle change, it was a real improvement.
This...
the praying crowd, the stronger Lann, all these connections made the old druid suddenly think of a possibility.
Pupils shrink suddenly.
(End of chapter)