Chapter 311 310. Princess who escaped from marriage
The final result was that a little human girl was added to the team composed of three demon hunters and a tree spirit.
Geralt wanted to send the little girl out of the forest first, but Brain refused to lead them. He said that since the girl appeared in Brok Leon, she already belonged to Brok Leon.
The dryads sometimes take girls from human families in the outside world, and then transform the human girls into dryads through their magical rituals.
Logically speaking, Lan En should have drawn his sword when he heard such stories.
But again - once it gets involved in racial conflicts, all the originally clear and simple relationships between good and evil will become ambiguous and blurred.
The tree spirits have done something similar to human traffickers, but humans are also committing genocide against them.
The dryads will shoot any human, young or old, who dares to enter the forest. But humans are also offering bounties for the scalps of dryads, and the price is rising, for young and old alike.
And after the tree spirits transformed the girls they brought back, they did care for and live with them equally, which even made Lan En think that these girls might be luckier than the farm women in the outside world.
So the young people didn’t want to care.
But Geralt knew very well that without the leadership of the tree spirit, if he insisted on going his own way, he would not be able to leave Broklon alive.
To outsiders, this vibrant forest is a green hell.
The tree spirits don't need to intercept him, just ignore him.
So at the end of the quarrel, Geralt could only apologize to Brian, saying that he was talking nonsense just now.
Vesemir was very confident that the apprentice he had brought out would think things through clearly, so he simply did not even look at the quarrel between the witcher and the tree spirit.
He took Lan En to dismantle Yogorn's body.
The old witcher's technique of stripping materials and trophies was no worse than that of a surgeon. He took out the venom glands, fangs, two tentacles, and a red thing that looked like an enlarged version of a cell.
"You are in luck, kid. The red mutation inducer will be useful when you prepare the [decoction] in the future."
This is the first time Lan En has cut this thing out of a monster's body. , it seems that the shipment rate does depend on luck.
Vesemir put the mutagen in a bottle of dwarf spirits and it was considered preserved.
Lan En seemed a little happy after taking it. The important thing was not the mutation inducer, but the thing called [Decoction] revealed by Vesemir.
That was something Berengar had never told him. It was undoubtedly profound alchemical knowledge.
Vesemir gave him a hint, indicating that he at least began to want to open up the knowledge of the Wolf School to him.
This is a good start.
Ciri's ankle was twisted just now, and she was being carried by Geralt at this time.
Lan En always felt that the two of them were inexplicably familiar.
Maybe there are people in this world who are born to see each other right.
The little girl on Geralt's back secretly turned her head to look at the silver-haired witcher walking beside her, then quickly lowered her head before he turned around, sniffed, and wiped her mouse-gray hair with her hands. Hair trimmed.
"It's useless for you to fix it, Ciri."
Lan En didn't look sideways, walking and talking as if he didn't feel anything.
"Our hair quality is different. You have the kind of hair that gets tangled easily and gets caught in debris, so it can't be so smooth."
Xi Rui didn't raise her head, but just patted herself. 'Mount' shoulders.
"Go faster, I don't want to be next to this rude person."
But the 'mount' also has something to say: "My princess, carrying someone on her back in the forest You think it’s easy, don’t you?”
“You are all trying to stall me, I will let my grandma order your head to be chopped off!”
The girl wiped her nose and looked at the two demon hunters fiercely. Her expression made Lan En, who was walking next to her, laugh out loud.
“Okay, behead, two at once, it’s really scary, blah blah blah” Geralt actually praised him.
"But you should tell us what kind of noble and terrifying person your grandmother is, right? I think we can start with her name."
What to say when you hear it After finding out where she came from, Ciri immediately stopped shouting.
“Well, since you keep asking, I’ll tell you.”
"But after you heard this, you are not allowed to take me to find Christine! Can you swear?"
"Christine? Who is that." Geralt was first, like Lan En, taken away by the child. The childish request amused him, and then he suddenly responded.
"What the hell! Prince Christian? Prince Christian of Verdon? You were supposed to go find him?!" The girl straightened her mouse-grey hair again and took off two curls. The pine needles that entered turned away.
“Grandma asked me to get to know that Christine, just to get to know him!, and then his father, that one.”
"King Aiweier."
"Yes, that King Aiweier has only wanted to hold a wedding since I arrived at the castle! I am only nine years old! And I don't like Christine at all."< br>
“He is fat, stupid, and has bad breath. Much uglier than in the portrait he was sent! He also told me that I am prettier than in the portrait, but the person he likes is named Alvina, a member of the court. Do you understand? I don’t want to marry him, and he doesn’t want to marry me. So I ran out. Vesemir and Brain, who was in charge of leading the way, unknowingly gathered around Ciri.
Looks like walking normally, but actually he is listening to stories.
The plot of a princess escaping from marriage has been full of extraordinary vitality for a long time.
"Isn't it natural that a princess should marry a prince? In our time"
Although Vesemir is a long-lived demon hunter, he talks like an ordinary old human man Not much difference.
They all sound like memories of the past.
But Xirui is a very independent child. She looked at the red-nosed old man angrily.
"What you said is exactly the same as others. You all think that I am a child, so I am easy to fool, right?"
Vesemir reflexively retorted: "I didn't lie to you!"< br>
“You just fooled me!”
Vesemir curled his lips and fell into silence.
The dryad walking next to him turned his head to look at the old guy in surprise, shook his head with emotion before continuing to walk forward.
Lan En looked at the surprised Brain in surprise
The group of people walked quietly for a while, and the princess on Geralt's back suddenly gently pulled his milky white hair.
"Sir Geralt."
"Call me Geralt, I'm not a knight, not even a knight."
"Okay Geralt, I'm hungry ”
Lan En heard what Shi Rui said and walked over.
In order to carry Ciri, Geralt’s parcel was being carried by Lan En.
The young man rummaged through his pockets: "Well, I have carrots, cheese, and onions here."
In an era without greenhouse technology, there was really nothing to eat in winter.
“Just cheese and carrots.”
Ciri was not as squeamish as Lan En imagined, but it was possible that she was very hungry. She nibbled the raw carrots and cheese quickly but slowly.
"Thank you, Lan En."
The young man closed the mouth of the bag again and responded casually: "You're welcome, you don't eat much."
" No, it's not because of the food. It's not just because of the food that you saved my life. I was scared to death in front of the big centipede."
"Ha, you admit that you were scared. It’s rare that I don’t speak harshly.” Lan En laughed, but then his expression became serious.
"There are a lot of deadly things in this forest. It would be foolish to run away from marriage and escape here. And you should also thank the others. Regardless of whether they arrived or not, they worked hard for you after all."
" I remember." Ciri sniffed and gently tugged on Geralt's milky white hair.
“Thank you, Geralt.”
“You’re welcome, little guy.”
When the white wolf said these words, he tried hard to suppress the urge to float. The tone of voice. But even so, Lan En felt that this guy's steps were even more brisk.
If it hadn't been for the confirmation that Geralt was not a psychopath, Lan might have become wary of him.
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(End of this chapter)