From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

There was a strong wind outside the house, with lightning and thunder. The violent wind set off big waves and shattered the reefs on the shore, but it didn't disturb this quiet laboratory at all. All wind, thunder, and noise are kept out.

The bad news made the working warlock frown. It was part of his grand plan, even if it played a small role.

Wigfortz thought for a while and asked, "If I remember correctly, that witcher's name is Judd Carradine?"

"Probably, I didn't remember the name of the witcher."

Lydia Van Braidwaort, as assistant and private secretary of Wigfortz, reported to him the information collected recently.

Lydia's cold and beautiful face remained motionless, but her voice rang in Wigfortz's ear: "The witcher is dead, and the crystal he sent you is gone."

"Crystals are small things, the point is about the witcher. We lost an ear in Cintra."

Wigfortz continued to flip through the book in front of him, as if it had an amazing attraction, and he could focus on dealing with his assistant while reading the book.

"The demon hunter's strength is impressive, and he has a team, so he won't be killed easily. Who is it?"

"A young Earl of Cintra." Lydia replied, "Lan Lannister Rhianlun."

Vigfortz chewed the name carefully, and finally realized something was wrong. He suddenly raised his head and asked, "Lei Anlun?"

Lydia nodded and said affirmatively, "Lei Anlun."

Vigfortz got up and walked to the edge of the bookshelf, carefully searching for his target. After a long time, he took down a notebook and unfolded it to reveal a family blood map.

There are many familiar and legendary names written on the top of this map: Falja, Laura Doron Aip Hidahal, Adalia. Extending all the way to the bottom, there are a few names: Calanthe, Pavita, and Sirira.

There's another name that's also at the bottom but far away: Lannister. And the name has been crossed out.

Lydia walked slowly to Vigfortz, pointed to a blank space after "Lannister" on the page and said, "He is the only son of Lannister, and now Lannister is dead."

"Then, he is one of the only three descendants of the ancient blood left in the world. I thought there were only two left, but I didn't expect Calanthe and Sirira to have such a distant relative. Why was there no news before?"

"Forget it, forget it." The warlock shook his head without waiting for an answer, leaving such trivial matters behind. He added Lane's name to the page of the book, "Hello boy, although you can't inherit power, it is convenient to spread and provide more blood. After our plan is implemented, we must watch him. Of course, the first is Ciri. La, she is the most important."

Lydia nodded. Watching the male mage fall into a state of motionless thinking again, he took a chair, paint and drawing board from one side, and silently began to outline the picture in front of him.

In the picture, a handsome and tall mage stands beside the bookshelf, surrounded by various documents, drafts, and books. The flickering candlelight on the desk illuminates half of the mage's body, making half of him fierce in the light and half Mysterious in the dark.

The windows reflected the storm, lightning and thunder from the outside into the house, but they did not interfere with the house. The ferocity of nature seemed to be blocked out of the house by the man himself.

He is tall and handsome, all of which are maintained by magic, and his actual age is already close to a hundred years old. Unlike most long-lived people who became more hermits as they got older, years of precipitation gave Wigfortz knowledge, experience, and calmness, and it never sapped his energy, vision, and strength.

He stared at the pages in front of him, and his eyes lit up with a ray of ambition that was more dazzling than lightning.

"Ancient Blood!"

…………

a month later.

City guard barracks, martial arts arena.

Lane was shirtless and sweating profusely. He held a practice wooden sword in one hand, facing four swordsmen. These four swordsmen are fully equipped with protective gear.

House passed by the Martial arts field with a bundle of fodder, and glanced at the situation in the field. The four of them were slowly turning around their own Earl, looking for flaws.

Not for long, House thought. Heifeng had been waiting for a long time when he walked into the stable with the forage.

Lane had already tamed the fierce horse, and by the way, House also had a good relationship with it. Seeing its breeder come in, the BMW arched its head in dissatisfaction, and squirmed its lips a few times and gnawed the forage on House's shoulder.

"Oh, slow down, slow down." House reprimanded in a low voice.

When the little stableboy patted the fine grass off his body and went out, he saw Lan stepping like a cat, deftly passing between the two opponents, and the sword slashed at their stomachs and legs like lightning. and back.

There were already two people lying on the ground, and now there are two more.

Grinning his teeth, Sward took off his helmet and shouted cheerfully: "As expected of the Earl!"

"Your Earl!" The dozens of soldiers watching cheered loudly, as if they were the ones who defeated their opponents.

Another swordsman lying next to Sward took off his helmet after taking a breath. It turned out to be Ace, the servant of arrows.

As the son of a knight, he actually has good swordsmanship, but it is far behind Lann, and there is a big gap from Sward. He loves arrows more, but he is always drawn to practice swords.

"You are probably the only one who is so excited about being cut down on the ground." Ace sighed.

"But it was the Earl who cut us down, did you see his sword move just now?! He defeated the four of us head-on!" Sward continued to shout excitedly. He looked at the Earl whom he had sworn allegiance to, It's like watching a powerful hero come out of poetry.

"You two are also very good. You are worthy of being the servants of the Earl." The other two on the ground took off their helmets, both of whom are the deputy captains of the city guards. But you guys!"

[Name: Lane Lannister Ray Allen

Sex: Male

Race: Human

Grade: 16

Talent: Ancient Blood (unawakened)

Experience Points: 400/1500

HP: 260/260

Mana: disabled

Items: Training Clothes, Steel Knight Longsword

Skill column: Muscle memory (5/5), precision heavy strike (2/5), strength training (5/5), immovable as a mountain (5/5)

Follower Slot: None (unavailable)

Mission: City Defense Iron Guard II]

In one month, Lan led the members of the city guard to clean up almost all the missions in the capital of Sintra. After upgrading two levels, new skills were also ordered according to the plan.

[Precise Heavy Strike] The chance of quick attack critical strike increases by 4%, and the damage of quick attack critical strike increases by 30%. Adrenaline Toxin increased by +2%. (2/5)

PS: The wooden house finally reached the tenth place on the fantasy new book list today, and it is also the third place on the new fantasy author list. As a pure newcomer, I am very happy. However, the wooden house immediately discovered that the new book list pushed by the fantasy homepage was the list of new books by contracted authors, and new authors were not included. I feel that I have lost a lot of traffic 5555... By the way, where did everyone read this book?

PS2: The first round of new book recommendations for this book will be ushered in next week, and the flies are rubbing their hands excitedly.jpg

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