Chapter 65 Who should I go to Toussaint with?
Calanthe said: "There are no warlocks in Cintra, you know."
East nodded and put his hands around his lover's waist: "Mossack is a druid, I know that."
Calanthe said tiredly He approached the opponent's chest and said: "My family has been tortured because of magic. My mother is like this, and so is my daughter Pavetta. Only I managed to escape because I chose the sword. That is the magic carried by the blood. To me it is not a power, it is a curse.
You do not want to have children with me because you feel that the ancient blood of the royal family of Cintra is incompatible with the fiery nature of the Skellige people. I do not want Lann The same reason for being with Ciri.
I have read many books left by my mother, and I am worried that the combination of Ciri and Lan will strengthen the power of this magic again, which will bring more misfortunes. I don't I want that power to grow, I don’t even want it to continue, I just want it to go away!”
Calanthe becomes effeminate when talking about her daughter, who died young. East hugged his lover tightly and sighed in his heart.
"My love?"
"I'm here."
"What Lan said actually makes sense. Write to your brother. A small navy is safer, and Cintra will bear the excess losses. I can't lose anyone anymore. We are relatives."
"Of course, my love."
Outside the palace.
Lan En looked at the horizon in the distance. The sun was setting and dusk had arrived.
Where have all my attendants gone?
.........
"How did you find us?"
Swader and House looked at each other and asked their comrade who was holding a whole wine bottle in front of him to quench his thirst.
"I went to the tavern, and the boss told me that the earl gave you a big bag of money." Ace drank the wine bottle and wiped his mouth with unfulfilled interest. "Where else can you go if you have money?" ?"
Ace, Swade, and House looked at each other, the corners of their mouths gradually rising.
"Mr. Geralt, what do you think of this place?"
The white wolf who was pressed to the ground picked up the person on top of him, put him down gently, and picked up a small mirror on the table amidst the other person's sweet laughter. , looking at the "rose mark" on his neck.
"I regret not visiting Sintra more in the past few years."
The three attendants smiled with satisfaction. They felt that they had perfectly completed the count's mission.
"However." House suddenly said worriedly, "I don't know when the Earl will come back from the palace. If Ace can find us, the Earl will definitely be able to find us." "If you find it, you will find it. Doesn't the Earl also like this very much?
"
"Have you forgotten? Last time because of the 'Rose Seal' incident, the Earl was very angry and said he would never pay us again." After being reminded by House, Ace and
Swade It was like waking up from a dream, and then their faces became solemn.
Their eyes gradually shifted and looked at the cloth bag embroidered with vines and leaves on the table.
"How about we spend all the money quickly now?"
"Well..."
Before they could finish speaking, the door of their private room suddenly opened, and the noisy singing, whistles, cheers, and groans from outside poured in. .
A young man with a lion embroidered with gold thread on his chest walked in. His slender and strong body was wrapped in silk robes like a sculpture. Behind him followed several girls at a distance, their eyes shining.
The three attendants quickly stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty the Earl!"
The three attendants shouted in their hearts: Sure enough, we found it!
Lan looked at Geralt who was pinned to the floor again and sneered, and said to the three attendants: "You go out and find another room. I have something to tell Geralt." The three nodded in agreement
. Pulling Yingying Yanyan beside her, she walked out and freed Geralt who was pressed to the ground.
"Wait a minute." Lan tilted his head and gestured to the money bag on the table, "Take it away too." The
three attendants said happily: "Yes!"
The wolf sect demon hunter who once claimed to have no emotions was now lying on his back on the floor, squinting. He closed his eyes and smacked his mouth, as if he was reminiscing.
The white wolf sighed: "You came at the wrong time."
Lann sat next to Geralt and wanted to pour himself a bottle of wine, but found that it was an empty bottle and threw it away unluckily.
"I just came out of the palace."
"Have you mentioned me to Calanthe?"
"The Queen already knew you were coming."
Geralt nodded, sat up, and said sarcastically,
"I guess, She told you to keep Ciri away from me?"
Lann nodded.
"The Queen always wants me to stay away from her granddaughter. Guarding me is like guarding against a wolf." Geralt lamented, "The Druid always advises me to take away the unexpected son. He believes that resisting fate will bring disaster to fate. In the end, Destroy the kingdom."
Geralt picked up the wine glass, but found that there was no wine; he looked for the wine flask, but found that it had been thrown aside long ago.
The demon hunter whispered: "Fuck fate."
Lann shook his head: "I didn't believe in fate before, until a year ago. After seeing some things, I felt that even if I don't believe it, I still have to remain in awe."
Geralt threw the empty wine glass aside: "Your queen is the opposite of you. In order to resist fate, she sent eight people to kill me." Lann was stunned, not expecting Calanthe to have done such a thing
.
But it does seem like something she can do.
"Sorry, Geralt."
"It has nothing to do with you. And those eight people need to apologize more."
Lan opened the door and called the waiter loudly, and brought in two bottles of Everose wine.
Geralt reached out to take it, the two of them clinked their glasses together and took a long drink.
"When do you want to start learning swordsmanship and monster knowledge? If you finish it early, I can leave here early." "
Even if I finish it early, your armor will not be completed so quickly. I asked the palace craftsman, Your armor is not light armor, but it is not heavy armor either. The most suitable design is medium-weight armor, but this is the most difficult. The process is more complicated than ordinary armor, and it takes time." Geralt took a sip
. liquor.
"Although, I don't think a suit of armor can keep you in Cintra." Lann looked at Geralt's eyes, the green pupils facing the amber cat eyes, "But it can't attract you to Cintra either. , right?"
Geralt was silent for a while and said: "What do you want to say? Lann?"
"You didn't come to Cintra for some so-called reward. No amount of money can affect your thoughts. You You want to come back, but you have blocked your right foot with your left foot. You have to wait until others give you a suitable reason. You do not resist fate, nor do you resist the son of your destiny, Geralt. What you resist is you. Own."
Geralt was silent, drank a glass of wine, then drank another glass, finally raised his head and emptied the bottle, and then grabbed Lan's wine.
"You will pay, right?"
"Not if you are drunk. I have something to talk to you about."
Geralt shook his head and said, "Now is not the time, Lan. This is not the time." "
Okay. Well, I am just saying this in the hope that you can protect Ciri in the future." Lann sighed, "Then let's talk about another commission."
(End of Chapter)