Chapter 302 I can’t control what the attendants want to do
the next day.
The lord's residence in Blochlon Town, study room.
Lan sat behind the desk, flanked by House and Milva. Sitting in front of him were the old butler Enns and the attendant Levin.
Levon Blot, who was born in Blochlon, has not been with Rann since he went to Skellige. This attendant had strong diplomatic and internal affairs abilities, so Lann left him in his hometown to train him under Enns.
At this moment, Levin, who had been working with the old butler for a long time, was reporting to his sworn master.
"Miss Yuna has been integrating the work of the blacksmiths since she arrived in Sintra. Yesterday, after getting the armor you brought back from Mahakam, she has been counting the quantity, checking the quality, and adjusting the size of some armors. It is estimated that three After a few days, the preliminary work can be completed and the soldiers can be put into uniform training." "
During this time, I have tried to communicate with the ladies who have visited Brochlon Forest. They have proposed sharing the Brochlon Spring to treat the wounded. They still rejected it and refused to send archers to replenish their troops. At present, they only accept a few people, including you, sir, to receive treatment when they are injured." Lann rubbed his head: "Forget it, after the tree spirit left the
forest , with their small number, they can only play a limited role on the battlefield. With the druids of Oakland and the field doctors of Cowburg, the treatment of the wounded is more or less guaranteed." "I will do it myself when I have time later
. Go talk to Eisna."
The old housekeeper Enns listened to Levin's well-founded report and nodded slightly in his heart.
"Where are the members of my 'Lions'? Have you followed up on their recent situation?" Lan asked again.
Levin, who is also a member of the lion pride, had already prepared: "House, Milva, and Bill, whom you conquered from Skellig. The three of them have been following you, sir. Needless to say..." Standing in
Lan The two attendants behind him heard the slight envy in Levin's words and raised their eyebrows proudly.
"Ms. Alice has been accompanying Her Royal Highness the Princess during this time, teaching her art courses while continuing to paint. In addition to artwork, she has produced a large number of posters and illustrations, which have been placed and posted according to your instructions. Everywhere in the town, generals who go out to fight also carry at least one poster with them."
"Those...'trolls' have been helping with the construction of city defense and buildings since they came to Sintra, which will improve our efficiency. It has improved several times. However, sometimes there will be some small conflicts due to 'communication', but they are all under control. Sir, you also saw it yesterday." "Ms. Nanomi caused some trouble among the residents of the town when she first arrived
. After all, her race is quite special. The master witcher of the Wolf Faction paid attention to her for a while, and then personally declared her harmlessness to the people. However, this lady likes to go deep into the Brochlon Forest. Running around, I recently heard that she went through the forest in the direction of Soden, seeming to be exploring some elven cemetery..." "The
above are the members of the lion pride in Cintra."
"Kay in Novigrad Mr. Yahn often sends letters back, saying that he has made many friends; judging from the news that Mr. Zoltan brings back from there from time to time, Mr. Kyan is already well-known in Novigrad." "
Ai At the beginning, Si in Arethusa contacted us through Ms. Triss's oral messages. But recently she started writing letters, and it seems that her life has improved a lot. Those letters are all one-line reports to you. We Don't dare to look through it."
Lann nodded and picked up the letter Ace sent back from Aretuosa from his right hand side. He is the farthest chess piece arranged by Lan and is in the most dangerous situation. But he has always completed his tasks very well, and he is also the attendant who has always provided Lan with the most experience.
Who knows how he did it.
Secondly, there is the Cat Faction demon hunter Kian in Novigrad. He systematically cured the opponent's Cat Faction ancestral madness. Coupled with the publicity campaign helped by a drama troupe, there are indeed many good things. Fame spread from Novigrad, the "capital of the background".
Although it is a drop in the bucket, it still injects a positive energy into the chaotic reputation of the Witcher on a certain level. The experience Kiyaan provided to Lan was also second only to Ace.
The next one is the Night Demon Nanomi. She is not willing to fight, and she likes the forest as her residence. Her living habits are surprisingly compatible with the dryads, and some of the tasks she receives seem very strange... but
not Knowing why she was looking for an elf cemetery, Lann thought about it and stopped paying attention. An old woman who was more than a thousand years old could take care of herself. There are systematic constraints, so you don’t have to worry about the other party being disadvantageous to you.
Alice stayed in Brochlon before Lann left for Mahakam. On the one hand, it allowed her to get along with Shiliduo; on the other hand, as the unique soul in the painting on the mainland, she could also give people who had been exposed to the light. The heli provides rugged protection.
There is no need to go into details about the ice giant Jotun and the red dragon Kelturis.
And Svenrege is the most special. Although Lann took him as a [Squire] in order to save his life, the impact of saying it was really bad. The outside world only thought that Lann really used the magical power of the ancient blood. The relative was treated.
Lan tapped the table with his index finger, and after thinking for a while, he ordered: "A group of soldiers will come from Mahakam later, and you have to make proper arrangements for them. When the next caravan leaves for Mahakam, , bring a few paintings by Alice, just as gifts."
"Yes." Levin immediately recorded Lan's instructions.
"Don't be nervous." Looking at the attendant's serious expression, Lan couldn't help but smile, "Well done, Levin." The oath
's affirmation made the young man in the town excited. As the grandson of the mayor of the border town of Sintra, he never imagined that his life would be like this.
Before Lan could say anything else, he suddenly heard a commotion in the corridor outside the door.
Then, he heard someone shouting "Your Majesty" with suppressed excitement.
"Lan, is it convenient for me to come in?" A steady voice came from behind the door.
Hearing the familiar voice, Lann immediately showed a heartfelt smile on his face.
"Of course."
After he finished speaking, he stood up from his chair. Enns, the old butler, had already quickly stepped forward and opened the door, revealing a fully armed man behind him who seemed to have been fighting against the waves on the boat just now.
Outside and inside the door, all the people of Sintra could not help but salute the man and shout:
"Your Majesty."
Because he is the husband of the Queen of Sintra, the lover of the lioness, and the former king of Sintra, The man who has now returned to the throne of Skellige——Ester Tursek.
For him, the emotions of all Sintra people were mixed.
In fact, strictly speaking from a legal perspective, East, as Calanthe's husband, also has the right to inherit Cintra, even if he is a foreigner. Many small countries on the mainland have been occupied by doves in this way.
Historically, kings of big countries would always send their second sons and daughters out for marriage, and then the marriage partners of those children would unexpectedly "die" of illness. As a result, a big country will have a new vassal state. This is nothing new.
It's just that East is not a person who is obsessed with power. In order to prevent chaos within Cintra, he gave up this power long ago.
At this moment, the man on the sea happily hugged Lan, and then looked at a room full of Sintra people, filled with emotion in his heart.
"Long time no see, everyone. Some of you are people I have been with before, and many are new faces. I am grateful for your continued struggle. I love knowing your loyalty in the sky with the Three Lions flag flying, I will definitely send you blessings."
"But, I am no longer the king of Cintra, and I am not qualified to lead the lions." East patted Lan's shoulder, "You can bow to me, after all, this is Etiquette; but your spines can only bend towards the blood of my love, only..."
East's hand on Lan's shoulder suddenly paused, and then he couldn't help laughing: "...only two Individuals can hold this honor. Only male lions and cubs." The
originally solemn atmosphere in the room became much more relaxed due to East's liveliness.
In fact, there is no need for him to emphasize too much. Although the people of Sintra's respect for East has not weakened, when he and Lan stand together, everyone will still pour more loyalty into Lan.
However, with his statement, the people of Sintra felt a lot more at ease.
"Uncle, when did you come? Is the battle going well on the front line?" Lann greeted East with a smile, "You came...wait."
Lann suddenly remembered something and knocked his head in frustration: " Is everyone here and waiting for me?"
East nodded and chuckled: "That's right, I just came back through Mossack's portal to attend the meeting, and everyone else is already in the conference hall now. "
I'm too lazy to sit down and stand up again, so I'll just act as a herald and come to find you." "
Everyone is waiting for you - the Lion of Sintra."
There was infinite emotion in those words. .
Lann hurriedly left with East, walked through the corridor, and came to the largest living room in the mansion.
...
The reception room of the lord's mansion has long been transformed into a military conference hall by Mossak and Marshal Visekid. A huge stone table is placed in the center of the hall, with an exquisitely crafted map sandbox on it, marked with The current situation in the north.
War chess pieces carved in the style of the coats of arms of various countries were scattered on the sand table, and the long table was filled with low voices.
When the door opened and East and Lan appeared, the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became solemn, and everyone turned around. Regardless of their identity or position, they must salute and say hello to Lan at this moment.
"—Lord Lannister."
The voice echoed in the hall.
There is only one exception.
Ciri smiled at Lann from her position of honor among the stars. She restrained herself from running over as usual, but raised her chin slightly:
"Lan, come to my side."
So Lan strode forward and stood with Ciri in the eyes of everyone. Theme.
This made East's eyes dim for a while. The two people there reminded him of the past between himself and Calanthe.
No matter how others felt at the moment, Lan's eyes looked around the stone table, looking at the strength he had collected during this period -
among them was his most staunch backing, the people of Cintra. The representatives attending the meeting were Mossack, Enns, Marshal Visekid, and several deputy generals led by the Marshal.
The Skellige are as determined as the people of Cintra. The representatives are East, Kratz who came with East, the female blacksmith Yuna who came to observe the war meeting after hearing that they were attending the war meeting, and the druid masters from the Oak Ring of the Islands. The heads of other archipelago families are still fighting on the front lines.
There are also witchers and sorcerers. The Gryphon School only has Korn, the Bear School only has Ged; the Snake School has Letho and Kolgrim, the Wolf School has Vesemir and Geralt represented; the Warlocks have only Triss and Yennefer, all of them have arrived. .
Finally, there is the dwarven volunteer army. They were represented by Yarpan, Gabo, and Petrit, but they all stood honestly behind the Barclay dwarf Colonel who had just come through the portal to attend the meeting.
Of course, there are other forces that are not present yet but can also be counted. Lann was thinking in his mind, such as the Free Corps coming from Coville, and the United Kingdom that had just parted ways with him.
"So." Lan En's dark golden lion eyes glanced over these people, and everyone responded to his gaze with various emotions.
A breath lifted from his chest, and his voice involuntarily became calm and majestic.
"Let's get started."
——Adal
Aip Darcy's two arms were folded behind his back at almost the extreme angle.
His last memory was seeing the Lion of Sintra outside the city of Rivia, and he never woke up for a while.
The strange spells mastered by the male lion and the herbs tinkered with by the demon hunter with amber snake eyes worked together on his body, never allowing him to think for a moment.
Now there are finally no herbs or spells to cast on him, but the severe pain haunts him all the time. A man and a woman wearing rude armor almost bent their arms to the point of dislocation and dragged themselves forward.
Although it was painful, Duke Darcy felt relieved. He knew that it was time for Cintra to need him, and his future fate would depend on his performance.
Acting is his area of expertise as he is proficient in maneuvering.
His brain, which had not been working for a long time, began to work quickly, but before Duke Darcy could finalize his plan, the two guards took him into a hall and threw him to the ground.
Duke Darcy raised his head with difficulty, but the two guards did not give him the right to freely look at the environment. He was soon roughly held down by the neck and changed the direction of his eyes.
Right in front, as expected, stood the lion of Cintra, and the cub that the entire Nilfgaard was looking for—Cirella Fiona Aeron Lealen.
(End of chapter)