Chapter 44: The Demon Hunter Thinks He Can Become the
Demon Hunter. The moment he received the cup, the system’s beep sounded again.
[Discover the source of magic power and absorb it to obtain skill points. 】
Lan En spent all his strength to restrain himself from laughing out loud. There was nothing more to say, he had been waiting for this moment.
Warm magic power poured into his magic-dry body, and the cat head badge on his chest became more and more restless.
[Absorb the source of magic power, skill point +1]
As the magic power was absorbed by Lann, the Brokilon water in the cup instantly lost its original color and turned into an ordinary glass of water.
Good, Lan thought. Very good, the water of Brokilon. If it is according to the original work, the tree spirit has a whole "spring" of water of Brokilon. Later, when the white wolf was seriously injured and was brought here, they even soaked the white wolf in it for healing, which shows the large number of them.
This is a huge amount of skill points, although it is not something Lan can obtain now. But he had his eye on it, and there was always a chance he could get hold of the waters of Brochlon.
While Lan was thinking to himself, everyone else in the room had different reactions.
The witcher heard Lan say: "The sword of fate has two edges, Ms. Esna." "
Wait, kid, no!"
Geralt strode forward and knocked over the cup. At first, Ciri was fine after drinking the water in the cup, which made him think that Aisna had replaced the water in the cup to save Ciri from the change.
But looking at the current situation, this is not the case. If it was really ordinary water, why would Aisna bother to let Lan drink it? In a rage, Aisna really went to kill people.
What’s in the cup is definitely authentic Brocheron water! Geralt didn't know what the water was like. It might have some magic, or it might be some weird toxin or hallucinogen. The point is that women who drink it will be converted into dryads, while men will be killed, 100%!
After the witcher knocked over the cup, he glared at Queen Eisna angrily, then quickly turned to look at Lann, and saw his throat making swallowing movements, his eyes firm and confident.
It's over.
The witcher closed his eyes. Another child died because of the tree spirits, and it was also the Nova Count of Cintra. The centuries-old conflict between humans and tree spirits deepened once again.
The witcher walked towards Ciri, wanting to take the girl away from here so that she wouldn't see the terrible sight. But then he suddenly felt something was wrong - the girl didn't cry.
Turning around, he saw that the young knight was still standing there perfectly fine, with no convulsions, no pain, and no death.
Eisna ignored the witcher's impolite behavior, and her anger seemed to dissipate all of a sudden. He just picked up the silver cup and took a sip without expression, looking at the silver cup, then at Lan, and then at Ciri.
Finally she looked at the witcher.
"Uh...Ms. Aisna?" The witcher searched for words, feeling that he had seen too many unexpected things today.
He might really not understand the Dryad Queen. The Queen let go of Ciri, and then let go of Lan who offended her. The method may be a little awkward, but the result is good.
The witcher tentatively said, "Thank you? Ms. Aisna."
The Dryad Queen ignored what he said.
"There's still a little left, Geralt." Eisna stretched out her hand. "Do you dare to drink?"
Geralt was stunned, not knowing what the other party meant.
"You know too little about destiny." The dryad said bitterly, "Too little, Witcher. Really too little. You don't understand the overall situation at all. You thank me? Do you think this is just a show? Take it out. Your evidence proves to me that human logic controls the world, and your theory is the truth. This is the water of Brochlon, and there is still a little left. Conqueror of the world, do you dare to drink it?" Dryad drank in
Lann After drinking the Water of Brokilon, he lost his expression, but now he spoke with a sad tone. Her words unnerved Geralt, but he hesitated only for a moment.
Even the real water of Brochlon will not have any impact on him. Witchers are completely resistant to the hallucinogenic ingredients in water. Besides, how could it be the Water of Brochlon? Ciri drank, Lan drank, and nothing happened. He took the chalice with both hands and met the dryad's eyes.
The ground beneath his feet began to shake without warning, as if the whole world was resting on his back. The huge oak tree began to spin and tremble. Geralt groped around with numb hands and managed to open his eyes, but his eyelids were as heavy as marble coffin lids. Eisna's eyes shone like mercury, the others' eyes were emerald green. The badge around his neck buzzed and vibrated.
As everyone watched, Geralt drank the Water of Brokilon.
Geralt fell down amid Ciri's screams.
The Dryad Queen watched all this with a blank expression, and she picked up the silver cup from the ground. After hearing Ciri's scream, she pointed to Geralt and explained:
"The witcher is resistant to magic, he will not die."
After saying this, Esna sat down exhausted, thinking about everything that happened today It was all too fantasy for her. She seemed to understand, but not quite.
"Take him away and go with you, leave immediately. Brian will show you the way. As for other things, wait until my sister comes back." Brian, who had always had an expression of wonder today, led the
three of them back. Arriving at the cabin, the tree spirit felt that his world was shaken.
"Pack it up. I'll prepare a wooden frame for you so that you can carry Gwen Braid more easily." After hesitating for a while, she said again, "Mona." "What?" "After
Gwen
Braid wakes up, Tell him that my previous name was Mona."
Lan looked at the honey-colored dryad and whispered: "No problem, Ms. Mona."
The dryad shook his head: "I am not a lady, and I no longer am. Mona, I just hope he knows. You can call me Brian."
Back at the cabin, Ciri told Fresnet the good news that she could leave, but the Baron didn't show any expression of joy, but He had a weird and awkward expression on his face, not knowing whether he should laugh or not.
He touched his throat, probably because he was fed something again when Lan and the others left.
"I may not be able to leave for the time being."
Shiri looked at the Baron's body wrapped in leaves and said regretfully: "Yes, you are so seriously injured, I'm sorry. But it doesn't matter, we will wait for you to heal." I'll pick you up again."
Shirley was very considerate, but she didn't fully understand the meaning of the baron's words.
"That's not what I meant." The baron looked at Ciri, as if he didn't know what to say.
Lan En felt enlightened and stepped forward to gently cover Ciri's ears. This action made the little girl very dissatisfied, and she kept twisting and struggling.
Lann said: "Let me guess, the dryads need you to stay and give birth to some little dryads for them?"
(End of Chapter)