Chapter 314 313. Eisna
The words coming out of the mouth of this ‘Baron Bodrog’ were full of madness.
"You little bastard! Do you know how tense the relationship between the Nilfgaard Empire and its northern neighbors is now? Ever since that damn [Hunter Lord] slaughtered Stysa like a pig After that, the southern guy turned into a mad dog!"
When Mr. Baron yelled at Ciri, Lan En turned his head away guiltily. This was purely an instinctive reaction.
But by chance, he caught Geralt's sideways gaze, so Lan En naturally turned his head in another direction.
"That idiot Foltest! This is the result of not turning a blind eye! Killing the goodwill representatives supported by other countries at home will give the hawks in other countries an excuse to overwhelm the doves. , and then the whole country rushed towards the abyss of war."
"The engagement between you and Christine was supposed to be implemented in two years, but now it is because the Southerners are pressing harder and harder. Immediately take you over and get married, becoming the link between Cintra and Verden."
"You were married to Verden by your grandmother to form an alliance! It's a weight for Gad's cautious attitude! But now."
"Every message is more terrifying than the last one! The last time I received a message from King Aiweier, he said: Grandma is already preparing to attack him! Who can believe that you ran out on your own? Everyone knows who Awell is. Even the toilet cleaner in the palace thought that Awell did something stupid to you when he was drunk. Throw you into the pond and drown."
The wound on the knight's shoulder seemed to be deeply involved, and he actually had difficulty breathing after the scolding.
[Hunter Lord], who was not recognized, quickly stepped forward and laid him down on the bed. He had enough biochemical knowledge to complete multiple surgical operations and could determine the injury at a glance.
Lan En placed him in a position on the bed that would not compress his breathing or wounds.
His complexion improved almost instantly.
"Ah, thank you, kind sir. I feel better."
"You're welcome, Sir."
Baron Bodrog wanted to raise his hand, but as soon as he got out of the nursing position Lan En put him in, he felt the pressure of the wound, so he put it down slumped.
“This title has been finished long ago, why is it still ‘Jazz’? Ha!” He muttered.
“I said, even if I return to my own territory, all that will be waiting for me is the gallows. This kid got lost from my motorcade, and I had to drag my personal bodyguard with me to do this. I went into this hellish forest to look for someone, hoping that if I find her, Aiweier will show mercy to me. By the way, have you seen my guards? There are seven of them, each of them is well-equipped and strong."
The baron looked at Lan En's pursed lips and knew that the seven guards were gone.
He sighed: "What a pity, they are all loyal and brave servants. I was thinking, if I had hired master witchers like you who could enter the heart of Broklon, Would things have been different?”
"He calls you demon hunters." Ciri's green eyes looked at Lan En beside the bed. "What does witcher mean? I heard Brian call you witcher before, and I thought it was the tree spirit's name for human warriors."
The baron on the bed seemed to have not communicated with humans for a long time. At this time, he took over the conversation very naturally.
"There is a huge difference between a witcher and a warrior, don't you know? That's right. Children of your age have not experienced our era. At that time, there were monsters all over the mountains and plains. No one was allowed not to know the witcher. . Unlike you now, you may never meet one in your life, but it’s hard to say that now you meet three at once.”
“And you are the princess of Sintra. 】Have you heard the story of the curse of the Temerian princess? Master Dandelion even wrote it into poetry! "
" Even if you haven't heard the story of the demon hunter slaying the demon. , you should have at least heard about the [Hunter Lord] from your grandmother, the 'Lioness of Cintra'. He was also a member of the Demon Hunters, and it was he who intensified the conflict between the Nilfgaard Empire and the Demon Hunters. The conflicts in the north forced you to marry Verdon two years earlier and then cause such a mess.”
"Yes, I have heard the story of [Lord Hunter]. He is Lan En of Cintra."
Xili's green pupils stared closely at Lan En's eyes, and she spoke like a fantasy. Whisper.
“But my grandmother doesn’t hate or fear him like you do. She said that the witcher who dared to come directly to the door and smashed Stassa’s evil deeds with his head was a hero! Xin Terra is rarely a recognized hero!"
"Yes," the Baron snorted. "You Cintra people pride themselves on being brave and xenophobic. If [Hunter Lord]'s claim is not 'Cintra's', do you think you will still regard him as a hero."
" In my opinion, he is not a Sintra person at all, he is just trying to sound nice.”
Just as he was talking, Brian walked in from the door. He just glanced at the baron, and the guy trembled for a while.
Then Brian walked straight towards Ciri who was huddled next to Geralt’s legs. "Come on, poor little guy."
"Where are we going?" Ciri said with a sad face, "I don't want to go anywhere, I want to stay with the witcher. "
Geralt and Lann looked at each other helplessly, and then smiled at Ciri.
"Brian, she wants to take you to visit this city. You will have a lot of fun."
Xili said slowly: "You are fooling me again. When she brought us here, Only I didn’t cover my eyes. This place cannot be known, and those who know it can’t go out.”
The little girl lost her voice: “Is that so?”
Brain squatted down. , took Ciri from Geralt's legs into his arms and hugged her.
“No one can escape fate.”
A voice came from the depths of the room, firm, full, and low.
Brain hugged Ciri, and the three demon hunters followed her, bowing in that direction.
"Ms. Esna."*4
Geralt and Vesemir already had the experience of meeting each other because they had been here a long time ago.
But Lan En was a little different. Through Arondette on his waist, he felt something similar to the lady in the lake.
Although this feeling is weak, it is there.
Lan En will naturally show respect to the 'being' who can have this kind of feeling.
The queen of the dryads wears a thin and light green dress. Her expression is serious and her lips are pursed, making people feel majestic and powerful.
Her hair color is the same as her pupils, both like molten silver, similar to Lan En's hair color.
Vesemir naturally took a step forward. He was the one among the group who really wanted to talk to Eisna about things.
He also met the dryad queen several times, and considered himself the most familiar one among them.
But the development of things was completely different from what the old demon hunter expected.
Aisna did not put her molten silver pupils on him. On the contrary, after going around in a circle.
"Lane of Cintra."
The unique and powerful voice spoke again, and everyone's eyes were focused on the tallest demon hunter.
"You have been famous for a long time. If it hadn't been for you at that time, all of our efforts would have been in vain."
Everyone except Aisna and Lan En felt a little confused.
Lan En pressed the Sword of the Lake Lady on his waist and understood this meaningless sentence.
——Is this what the lady in the lake called "famous"?
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