Chapter 316 315. Free Swallow
Lan En listened and shook his head slightly.
From the perspective of someone who took liberal arts in the college entrance examination and is a history buff, Aisna should indeed accept a 'robber' as her friend.
Although it is humiliating and dangerous, after the overall gap between tree spirits and humans has reached this point, this is a strategy that must be accepted.
But on the other hand, no one is qualified to persuade the dryads to accept the cooperation of those who want to exterminate their race.
No one is qualified.
After Vesemir was speechless for a while, he asked directly: "What about my mission, Ms. Esna?"
"I will listen to you, but this does not mean I am not interested in your words at all. I just want you to report to King Wenslav and show that you have done your best and deserve the reward you deserve."
"Nothing more than that. Grateful."
Vesemir knew that he could not change the mind of the Dryad Queen. He was just an old demon hunter, and he should only focus on his salary.
Suddenly, his hand with the fingerless glove grabbed Geralt's forearm beside him without leaving any trace.
The old witcher was very familiar with the apprentice he brought out. Before Geralt opened his mouth, Vesemir already knew that he wanted to speak.
Normally, Geralt always listens to the old man’s experience, which is completely different from another foul-mouthed and arrogant wolf witcher.
But this time it was different. Vesemir did not hold down Geralt.
"That child, Ms. Aisna! What to do with that child?"
"Why do you ask this?" Esna looked at Geralt with cold eyes, "You know exactly what she will do."
"But she is not an ordinary farm girl, she It’s a princess!”
“Princess or queen, it doesn’t matter in Brok Leon, and no one cares if you want to talk about it again.”
Aisna said this. , looked at the young man.
"For Lan En, I will give you a chance to watch the ceremony, tonight. It's up to you whether you come or not."
The slender but powerful and majestic Dryad Queen walked out of the room after finishing speaking, leaving only four men behind.
Vesemir and Geralt both frowned, looking distressed and serious.
Lan En stood against the wall with his arms folded. His expression was not distressed, but hesitant.
The atmosphere fell into silence, and everyone was struggling and depressed in their hearts.
Until Jazz on the bed spoke hesitantly.
"Um, you, are you really Lan En of Cintra, [Hunter Lord]?"
The tone was full of embarrassment that made people want to curl their toes.
After hearing this, Lan En broke away from his thoughts and glanced at Jazz lying on the bed.
The wounded man's body felt tense involuntarily.
"Yes, sir. I am the 'Damn [Hunter]' in your mouth. But you don't have to put on that expression. I won't be upset just because you said a few words lightly. Draw your sword and kill you.”
"In fact, if my behavior really gets you into trouble, then I think it's normal for you to complain a few times."
Baron Bodrog looked weird and lay down again with Lan En in front of him. nursing posture.
Maybe it was the rumors that distorted [Hunter Lord]’s character and style into a cruel and brutal appearance. Now when he sees a beautiful, handsome and reasonable person, the sense of absurdity even overwhelms him. Past the panic.
The interaction between Jazz and Lan broke the silent atmosphere in the room.
Geralt's paralyzed face had a rare expression of upset. "Lan En, old Aisna seemed to have a special regard for you just now. I don't want to ask what the situation is. I just want to ask, well. Can you take Ciri away? Take out Brok Leon?"
The young man raised his eyebrows.
In front of Ms. Eisna, behind the scenes is the old Eisna, right?
How dare you say that when you are in Brock Leon’s treehouse! Everyone can hear it, okay?
Before Lann could answer, Vesemir interrupted Geralt's questioning.
"I stopped you just now, White Wolf. Why do you continue to talk and question Esna in front of her? Do you know how dangerous this is? You and I almost couldn't get out of this forest!"
< br>"That is related to Ciri's future. She cannot become a dryad."
"Yes, I admit that the little girl is very cute. But I must first consider your safety, White Wolf !”
Vesemir grabbed the gap in the armor plate on Geralt’s shoulder and forced him to look at him. The tone was like an old father scolding his son who refused to change despite repeated admonitions.
"Geralt, I am here just for a mission! A mission that is no different from killing water ghosts or evil ghosts! Just make money and leave, it's that simple. But you are here, this nature is Changed! I have to take care of you first! I will never allow it.”
"I will never allow you to do stupid things in front of me! Do you hear clearly?!"
This is the first time that Lan En has seen this kind-faced old man really look after meeting Vesemir. of getting angry.
Geralt, the cold-faced villain, lowered his head under the old man's spit, not even daring to look directly into his eyes.
But at the same time, Geralt stubbornly pressed his lips tightly, refusing to admit his mistakes as the 'unrepentable son'.
The situation came to a standstill, and the solid atmosphere made the Baron almost crawl out of the room regardless of his injuries.
But a pair of large hands with studded leather gloves pressed directly on Vesemir's hand and Geralt's shoulder, and the strong force forced the two to separate.
"There's no need to be so nervous, Vesemir. Esna won't do anything to you, Geralt just said a few words."
Even for the sake of it For my sake, you will come out of the forest safely.
Lan En thought.
After calming down the angry Vesemir, Lan turned back to Geralt.
"If Eisna keeps Ciri just to expand the race, I am sure that she will leave. But the problem is, Geralt."
At this point, the young man's cat eyes were serious Look at the other person's cat eyes that are already blooming with joy.
"I'm not sure that Ciri's life will be good after she comes out of the forest?"
"What do you mean? She is the princess of Cintra, of course she will live a good life after she goes out. Good clothes and good food, no worries!”
“Yes, good clothes and good food, for sure, but no worries?”
Lan En asked back.
"While she is enjoying the good life and good food, she wants to marry a disgusting person and have children. If she is really a person who can accept this situation just for the good food and good clothing, that's it. But... do you think Ciri?"
Geralt was speechless for a moment.
He thought of everything in the past few days, the disapproving tone of the little guy with gray hair and green eyes when he talked about the palace, and the joyful laughter when he ran freely in the forest. .No.
There are many people in this world who are willing to sleep with and have children with someone they don’t even like for the sake of good clothing, food, wealth, and wealth.
But that's definitely not Ciri!
She is a free swallow. If she has to live in a gold birdcage to be materially wealthy, then she is willing to forage for food and take risks by herself.
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(End of this chapter)