Chapter 553 554. Return to Goss Velen
Now that the strengthening and development of the bones is almost completed, no matter how well taken care of Poppai, it is basically impossible to carry Lan En forward.
It is a war horse that has been carefully bred and trained specifically, rather than a pack horse specially designed to carry heavy objects and do physical work.
So even in order to rush for time, Lan En chose to sail on the river in order not to put Poppa under pressure.
He stood at the edge of this passenger ship, and the crowded crowd automatically left a space around him.
The hooded man, who is 2.6 meters tall, is so intimidating and unusual in size.
Even though his lips were still thin and graceful under the hood, the silver hair falling from his face was luxurious and dazzling.
But most of the ladies who were attracted by the appearance of half of his face also regained their consciousness in front of this majestic figure.
"That's a giant! Maybe he woke up from the cracks in the ground!"
A male traveling merchant wearing a soft cloth flat hat whispered confidently.
Beside him, a woman with a child retorted slightly.
"Giants are all ugly! He is not ugly. At most he is a half-giant!"
"You know he is not ugly just by seeing half of his face?"
"It's because of this half of his face that I dare to say he's not ugly!"
People's voices are like the flapping wings of mosquitoes surrounding their ears, and most of them surround the most conspicuous person on the boat.
In the crowd of ordinary people, Lan En suddenly stood out from the sea of hats and hair of various colors, from his chest upwards.
After getting the news from the bartender Gatiss that the war had broken out, Lan was indeed nervous for a while.
He has a very good relationship with Ciri, Queen Calanthe once asked him for help, and Geralt is already considered his friend.
This group of people are closely related to this war, so he can't help but worry.
But as time passed, he calmed down again.
First of all, Gatis is just a bartender in a village outside Vizima. The information he received must not be first-hand, and there must be many errors and embellishments.
Maybe it’s not that bad?
Lan En very much hopes that this conjecture can be correct.
Secondly, Lan En can be considered a person who has experienced many big scenes.
Before taking action, you must calm down first in order to grasp the context of subsequent actions. This is his experience.
After a long voyage, the river passenger ship finally arrived at the station in Velen, which was not far from Gos Velen.
Lane led Poppy off the ship from the center of the deck. The once tall and powerful war horse of Kaedweni blood was now compared to a small donkey in front of him.
There is a nearby village called Hillendum. To be more precise, it is just a farm.
Run by a halfling family. The reason why the Hofmeier family established the farm here was specifically to supply Gos Willen.
Lane led Popeye to the farm, knocked on the door of the Hofmeyr family, and rented a horse and something to pull the cart from them.
He prepared to carry himself in a two-horse cart so that the horses could bear it.
"Who is your Excellency?"
The door opened, and Lan En had to lower his head from a lower angle than ordinary people before in order to communicate with this person.
The height of halflings is similar to that of dwarves, but they do not have thick beards or developed muscles, but the soles of their feet are surprisingly large and strong enough to not need to wear shoes, and the tops of their feet and backs of their hands are covered with thick hair. The halfling who asked the question was Bernie Hofmeyr, the farmer of this farm. While he was questioning, one of his hands was always hidden behind the door. Judging by his posture, Lan En felt that that hand should be holding a throwing knife or a dagger.
Halflings are naturally proficient at throwing, and there's not much to say about using this weapon.
But this vigilant attitude may be because Willen is closer to the war, and the people here are becoming more nervous.
But the atmosphere relaxed as Lan En took off his hood to reveal his face, and first took out the golden Oren coin.
The troublemakers come here to grab things, not to pay for them.
"As I say" For the sake of the Oren coins, the farmer after hearing the witcher's lease request simply put his arm on his waist. "Why don't you just come with my son, Demon Hunter."
"We are just about to make a delivery to Gos Velen. You can merge your horse into our truck."
The halfling farmer's son is called Aldous Hofmeyr. He is much more cheerful and lively than his father, and has thick curly hair, like a sheep's curls.
Along the way, he was obviously excited to chat with the witcher.
All I asked was 'Are you really good at magic? ’ ‘Can you show your hands? ’ words.
“You must be going to Xianide Island. I heard that even a stone on that island is enchanted! Is this true? Also, can warlocks really do this? Call the wind and rain, catch the lightning? ”
The young halfling kept asking questions, and the witcher answered him repeatedly.
"You don't look too nervous, Aldous?"
Lan asked the young halfling as he sat on the bundles of carrots and turnips.
"The war has begun, didn't you know? It's in Sintra, not far to the south."
"I know." Aldous said in a relaxed tone.
"But isn't this the joy of suffering! Willen is like this to begin with. Even if it is a war, who can send an army to this large rotten swamp?"
"It's unnecessary. Willen It’s already in such a bad state, how much worse can it get?”
The young halfling said.
He only thought that the hardship of living was the most difficult thing in the world.
But Lan En knows in his heart that the horror and uncontrollable nature of war can always be far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
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Halfway before entering the gate of Gos Velen City, Lann got off the carriage. This is where the magic boat Margarita prepared for him was docked.
"You should be more careful in the future. You can never make a big mistake by being careful, Aldous."
After getting off the car, Lan untied Poppy's frame and faced The young halfling waved.
Aldous shrugged nonchalantly, and the riding crop in his hand snapped into the air, cheering the packhorse up and moving forward.
"Come on, don't talk like my dad, it's not that scary."
He scratched his thick curly hair, smiled and waved goodbye to Lan En, and walked towards the city gate.
Lan shook his head, placed Poppy in the fisherman's stable, untied the rope on the small dock, and rowed the magic boat to the sea.
Magic has determined the boat's course, and the witcher's hard paddling keeps the boat moving forward on the bumpy sea.
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(End of this chapter)