Chapter 118 How should a man get into the sorceress academy? urgent!
Lan was still minding his own business and said: "Actually, their current state is still good for us, right? It's just that we have to strictly monitor them and guide them well. After all, this group of people is easily affected by extreme emotions. The control made some unexpected moves...Huh? Uncle Mossack?"
Lann's voice became smaller and smaller, and he finally noticed Mossack's complicated eyes.
The old Druid smiled and shook his head and said: "I'm fine. You are right. Just do it according to your own ideas, Lann."
After speaking, Mossack did not wait for Lann to answer. Just turned around and left. He has to continue doing his own thing, and some emotions need some time to calm down.
Lann frowned in confusion. Before he could understand the strangeness of the other party, he suddenly noticed that his arrow attendant suddenly appeared at the edge of his vision.
"Ace!"
The Arrow Attendant saluted respectfully after hearing the Lord's voice.
"Come to my study."
In the study of the Lord's Mansion.
Lan looked at the Servant of Arrow who lowered his head in front of him and asked: "Are you ready for what you are going to do next?"
Ace nodded: "I will work hard to learn magic, Lord Earl!"
Servant of Arrow's words were sonorous. It was powerful, but Lann knew that the other party was somewhat reluctant.
On the mainland, orthodox nobles don't really think highly of warlocks.
When many aristocratic ladies despise the disrespectful style of those with loose hair, they will also comment that "this is a hairstyle only prostitutes and sorceresses wear", and talk about the two side by side.
This of course makes no sense. But just like some people's prejudices against demon hunters, these views are deeply ingrained to some extent among the aristocracy.
Not to mention that Ace, who was born in a knight family in Cintra, received an education where swords are supreme since he was a child. In his opinion, charging with a gun is many times more honorable than sitting behind the team and striking thunder.
It is true that he also understands that warlocks may have more power than knights; but it is just like most people in modern times know that certain professions make more money but do not do it, feeling that they have lost their status... Of course, concepts will always be affected by life
. reversed.
Lan now wants to artificially change Ace's concept.
Lan knew the education Ace received, so he could understand his feelings, so he decided to give Ace some encouragement.
He strode forward and suddenly placed his hands on Ace's shoulders, physically closing the distance between them.
Ace was surprised by this gesture of intimacy, as if he were a comrade-in-arms.
Looking at the pair of lion eyes looking directly at him, Ace began to hesitate: "Your Majesty the Earl..."
Before Ace could finish his words, Lan released the bomb first: "Ace, this is a very important matter. Mission. There is something I have never told anyone, and now I decide to tell you - the destruction of Cintra is inseparable from certain warlocks."
What? Ace's heart, which had been panicked just now, suddenly began to beat with another emotion.
"I need someone who can truly penetrate into the warlock community. Before you appeared, I never thought that my plan could be achieved..." No one knows what
Lan and Ace said in the study that day. Only Geralt was passing by on the first floor when he suddenly heard shouting like a chicken blood coming from upstairs. He was startled:
"For Cintra! For Lannister! For the Earl!!!" "
.........
Early morning of the second day, in the garden of Lannister Mansion.
Geralt, Ciri, and Yennefer stood aside. The white wolf looked awkward, and Ciri stared at Triss closely.
Triss was saying goodbye to Lan, and behind her stood Ace.
The red-haired sorceress's appearance had been repaired at this time, and she once again became as beautiful as a flame. She took Lan's hand and said sincerely: "Lan, don't worry. The Northern Kingdom and the warlocks will
never Ignore Nilfgaard, I will do my best to gain support for Cintra;
you don’t have to worry about Ace, although Arethusa only recruits female students, I know many male warlocks, among whom are We are happy to recruit assistants with magical talents. The teachings Ace will receive may be better than those in the academy." Ace's eyes suddenly lit up as his ears pricked up
. A magic academy with only female students and sorceress teachers?
The Servant of Arrow found that he was not so reluctant to learn magic now.
Lann shook his head: "I heard that there is an academy that specializes in training warlocks. It seems to be called Ban Ade?" Ace: ... Triss said: "
There
is indeed, but I and I The warlocks there are unfamiliar, and Ben Ad's reputation is not very good..."
Lan nodded to understand: "I understand. Speaking of which, I seem to often hear the name of a male warlock, it seems to be... Wilgefortz? That should be the name. Such a famous warlock must be very powerful. Does he recruit apprentices or assistants?"
Triss smiled and said: "Wilgefortz is the youngest and most promising member of the Warlock Brotherhood. He is a member, and he is the commander of this Battle of Sodden Mountain. Speaking of which, he has always been very concerned about the situation in the Northern War, and has always been friendly to Cintra. I will ask for you." Lan thanked him
. : "Then I'll trouble you, Triss."
Yennefer looked at the unreserved Triss with strange eyes, and then looked at Ciri who was about to fix her eyes on her friend, with some distress and some teasing. smiled.
After saying goodbye, Triss took one last careful look at Lann's lion eyes, then suddenly stepped forward and slammed into his arms to hug him, and tightly squeezed him in with her arms.
Lann suddenly felt that his whole body was wrapped in a soft thing, and he suddenly regretted wearing armor at this moment.
Triss whispered in Lan's ear: "Don't worry, Lan, nothing will happen to Cintra. I will do my best to help Cintra and help you." The
space door opened in mid-air, like fire. The red-haired sorceress and the Arrow Attendant disappeared into the portal in an instant.
Lan was still reminiscing about the hug just now, when he suddenly heard familiar footsteps, then a familiar scent, followed by a familiar force slamming into his arms, and finally made himself take two steps back in a familiar manner.
As if it was a competition, Ciri tightened her arms with all her strength, even if she was hurt by the gryphon armor, she still didn't stop.
The little princess said gloomily: "You should come to see me often."
Mossack kept smiling and couldn't help but nodded with relief.
"Ms. Yennefer, Ciri will be counting on you from now on." Lann touched his head in his arms and asked the sorceress beside White Wolf.
Yennefer nodded in return, opened the portal with both hands, and pulled Ciri and a grimacing Geralt into it.
After sending off the two waves of people to Kaer Morhen and the Warlock Brotherhood headquarters, the entire lord's mansion became quite quiet.
After so many days, the surrounding areas of Blochlon Town have basically settled down. Next, Lan plans to lead people to clean up the surrounding troubles, select some soldiers from the refugees to supplement the strength, and then completely draw a line and establish a A relatively stable defense line, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack according to its previous plan.
In the process, I also had time to go to Kelseren and Geron to exchange feelings, and learn the skills of a demon hunter; although now I have learned the seals without a teacher, there are still many things I have learned from the Griffin School. Knowledge that cannot be learned through the cheat system, such as potion making, use of various sudden mutagens, knowledge of facing different monsters, etc.
If you have a school of thought behind you, you have to take advantage of it, right? Moreover, Mossak has been free recently, and it is also on the agenda to communicate and study the second mutation of the witcher.
With this thought in mind, Lan took out the soft-covered book that Jeron had given to him before leaving Toussaint's secret laboratory.
Before leaving, Jaylon gave Lan a total of three things, namely [The Ultimate Gryphon School Set], [Gryphon School Witcher Badge], and the last soft-covered book that Jaylon gave to him. According to what he said, It is said that this kind of book is a set. What is written on the blank page of Lann's book will appear on the corresponding page number of Jielong's book.
Therefore, they can communicate even though they are thousands of miles apart. Jeron hoped that Lan would deliver the message through this method and wait for Lan's notification to open the portal to take him to Kelseren.
This notebook has a simple name in the system: [Gryphon School Contact Note].
At this time, Lann was really thinking about the words to write his first letter to Jeroen. What should he write at the beginning?
Mr. Geron? Too raw.
Dear mentor? Seems a little too flattering.
Let’s choose the most simple and safe title. Lan dipped in ink and began to write:
"Dear teacher: You can
see the words as you see them.
I'm sorry to have contacted you after such a long time. Recently, a series of terrible things have happened in my country. I may not be able to stay in Kaifa. Er Siren has received a systematic education as a demon hunter, and my responsibility always urges me..."
Lann briefly wrote about the destruction of Cintra, and then prepared to write his own request, while thinking of ways to make the situation worse again. Promise something and see if you can lure the Griffin School to Cintra.
"I know that the Griffin School has never interfered in political affairs..."
Accidents always happened inadvertently, and the pen suddenly became unable to write.
Lan repeatedly scratched the notebook with his pen. At first, he thought he had run out of ink, and wanted to dip some ink into it, but found that the ink seemed to have turned into a mass of gel, and the entire ink dented as he nudged the tip of the pen.
I don’t know when the whole room, or rather the whole Blochlon, became eerily quiet. No one heard the shouts and no one laughed. It was as if the whole world was covered with a soundproof film, isolating Lann’s room. outer.
Lann realized something, it wasn't just a problem with the sound.
He loosened his grip on the pen, and the pen just froze in mid-air, motionless.
Time stopped.
"Dong dong dong." Suddenly there was a polite knock on the door.
(End of chapter)