Chapter 318 317. Prophecy
At this time, Blaine walked in from outside the house carrying a large ornate water glass.
"But before you take this girl from me, I have only one request. Lann lets her drink the water in the cup."
Geralt jumped up suddenly. stand up.
"Are you going back on your word, madam? That is the water of Broccolion. Girls who drink it will turn into dryads, and men who drink it will die!"
Eisna didn't look at the other two demon hunters, her silver eyes stared straight at Lan En.
"There is only one request, Lan En. You have been in contact with Blaine for a few days. You know very well that this water will not destroy a person's logic and thinking, nor will it even affect his character. People like Blaine can even retain their memories as humans. It just gives the girls beautiful skin, strong muscles, and an affinity for the forest."
Aisna. His eyes met Lan En's, and there was an emotion rarely seen in silver eyes - persistence.
For an extraordinary creature that has become symbiotic with Brok Leon, this emotion is really rare.
"As long as she drinks the water of Broccolion and lets me watch her drink it with my own eyes, I will ask for nothing and let you come and go."
Lan En looked at her in silence for a long time, and then he seemed to understand something and said tentatively.
"Do you want to witness a certain phenomenon? Something will happen after Shirley drinks this water?"
"Yes. I can tell you everything, this water Maybe it won't work on her, but it's a proof."
Aisna said bluntly.
“It proves that the era is not over yet, that everything has just begun, that everything can turn around.”
"This is too poetic for you. Can't we speak more plainly? Just because she is the child of that ancient bloodline? Can she prove so many things?"
"Just because she is the child of the ancient bloodline."< br>
Lan En rubbed his forehead.
He now felt what Geralt and Vesemir felt when he talked to Esna.
There are many things in the other party’s words that are not clear at all, and it seems that they don’t want to say more.
"Okay." Lan En stood up, walked to the carpet where Aisna and Ciri were, and squatted down to look at the little girl. "Well, what do you think? Let me tell you first, drinking this water will probably not feel good."
Brain and Bai Lang, who were holding the cups, said in unison: "It will definitely not feel good."
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But Ciri nodded heavily without any further hesitation: "If I can leave like this, I will drink it."
Aisna ignored them and just took it from Blaine's hand. He took off the cup and turned towards Geralt.
“Do you recognize the ancient language above, White Wolf?”
"The Sword of Destiny has two edges, and you are one of them."
Ciri can be taken away even if she becomes a tree spirit. After being mentally prepared, Geralt seemed much more relaxed. .
“Are you still stressing to me about the illusory destiny?”
“‘Ethereal’? We will find out soon. Now, drink, son of the ancient blood.”
Aisna held the water glass and handed it to Shirley's mouth.
Everyone was looking at the little guy who drank the magic water, but under everyone's gaze, there was no fainting, no convulsions, fever, or vomiting.
She just had some redness on her face because Wheezing from drinking too much water in one sitting, nothing else happened.
Until Aisna said "enough" and pressed the cup in Ciri's hand.
The little girl raised her face from the mouth of the huge cup and looked directly into the silver eyes of the dryad, and said the same words as before: "I will follow the path of destiny."
So the Dryad Queen had a complicated expression on her face.
Happy or disappointed, tired or relaxed. Both Lan and Vesemir felt that their experience was too shallow at this moment to understand how many unspeakable emotions were contained in this expression.
Ciri stood up from Aisna's arms and walked towards Lan En. Aisna didn't stop her.
The little girl looked up, until Lan En patted her shoulder, she passed the young man and threw herself into Geralt's arms.
"It seems." The young man said tentatively, "You have seen the phenomenon you want to witness?"
"What's the result?"
Aisna waited for a while before replying to Lan En: "It's not bad, the result is not bad."
Lan En noticed that the silver pair There was an indescribable color fading away from his eyes.
Did she just cast a spell?
Because Doon Kanal is full of chaotic energy, the demon hunter's silver necklace is shaking all the time, and there is no effective warning at all. Lan En can only make speculations based on the current situation.
When Ciri cast a spell when she drank the water of Broklon, she said that she was going to witness the 'era', 'turning point', etc. Was she prophesying just now?
Use Ciri, or the ancient blood in her body, as a medium to cast prophecy?
This is an unfamiliar field. Lan En is still in the novice stage of the demon hunter even with the knowledge of curses, let alone this kind of prophecy, which is considered high-end knowledge in the warlock circle.
Then, before any of them could react, a sudden feeling of dizziness hit everyone's brains.
Lan En was no exception. He felt that the dizziness was several times worse than the portal, and he lost consciousness almost instantly.
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When Lan En suddenly opened his eyes again, he only saw the shining golden sun in the sky, like a large gold coin with no edges, hanging above the clouds in the cold wind of winter. .
The tree roots behind him hurt him.
He stood up suddenly, and there was a dull collision sound on his forehead.
“Ouch!”
Ciri's cry of pain came from the side of her head. Turning his head to look over, he saw that the little girl had just put her head in his face and bumped into her as she stood up.
Lan En expressionlessly touched the tooth mark on his forehead, which was made just now.
"What did you want to do just now?"
The little girl covered her chin and lips, turned her face to the side, and responded angrily: "I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to wake you up. It was daylight as soon as I opened my eyes, and we are no longer in the forest. Can I panic?"
Lan En sneered with a crooked mouth and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Hmph, you are panicking and want to call someone, why don't you wake up Geralt. He is the one connected to your destiny."
"Isn't this how close you are?"
Faced with the little girl's words without hesitation, Lan En glanced sideways at Geralt, whose head was tilted at Ciri's feet.
"Wake up! Geralt, wake up!"
Looking at Ciri kneeling next to Geralt, pulling on his piece of mail, Lan sighed helplessly. .
He turned around and ran to Vesemir who was lying down.
Before he could take action, the old man lay on the ground and stretched.
There was a crackling sound in the joints on the body.
Geralt over there also opened his eyes and was saying in a daze, "Where am I because of the plague?"
The old man here seemed to be plain. woke up in her own bed: "Good morning, child."
Lan En couldn't help but sigh, ginger is still hot with age.
Geralt - No!
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(End of this chapter)