From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Two dryads came in, they were Brian and Dunka.

Seeing the two dryads coming in, Fesnet turned pale: "No, don't! Don't try to stuff anything down my throat again, there's no way! Geralt, tell her..."

Even now that he was seriously injured and unable to move, Feixnet wriggled his body trying to stay away from the two dryads. Apparently what they had done left an indelible psychological shadow on the poor Baron.

"Calm down," Geralt said. "It's because of that thing that you survived your injuries. It's the Dryad's unique ability to heal."

Seeing the dryad coming in, Ciri suddenly remembered something, and the original excitement of seeing Lan disappeared in an instant.

She asked in a low, preoccupied voice, "Lan, did they blindfold you when you came in?"

"Confused."

"I didn't," Ciri said. "They seem to want to keep me. Can we go home Lane?"

"Of course, I promise." Lane bowed his head and said, "No matter what they ask you to do for a while, you will do it. Their magic will not work on you. We can leave after everything is over. Trust me."

Ciri looked up at Lann, and Lann's swearing expression was reflected in her green eyes. She suddenly seemed to have taken a reassurance. Ciri didn't know the principles of magic, and she didn't know why it didn't work for her, but she believed what Lan said.

Over there, Fesnet was still making noise, but the two dryads just glanced at him and ignored him.

They walked straight to Ciri, who was curled up beside Lan.

"Come on, Ciri."

The princess pouted. Although Lan En's words made her no longer afraid, she still couldn't help being a little nervous when facing these dryads, which made her keep shrinking behind Lan En.

Ciri asked sullenly, "Where are we going?"

Before Brian could answer, a voice came from outside the house. This voice is full, deep, firm, and decisive; this voice demands that all be heard, without any rebuttal.

"Go in the direction directed by fate, no one can escape fate."

Everyone turned their heads together and looked in the direction of the voice. Then Brian bowed and saluted, Geralt knelt down, and Lan thought about it and performed a court salute to show respect.

They all shouted a name:

"Ms. Eisner."

Esna, queen of the dryads, supreme ruler of Brokilon. She wore a thin, airy green dress, and was as small and slender as most dryads, but held her head proudly high. Her face was serious and her lips were tightly pressed, giving an impression of majesty and power. Her hair and eyes were like molten silver.

They don't call "Your Majesty", this is a title rich in human culture, and the civilization of dryads is different from most human and even demihuman civilizations. The Dryad called Eisina "Queen", which is just a kind of honorific title, which seems to be a bit contradictory.

They regarded Esna as the ruler of Brokilon, the spiritual leader of the dryads, and even their mother recognized her as the queen, except that they did not call her "Your Majesty."

Asna entered the hut, flanked by two younger dryads with bows. With a gesture, Brian lowered his head and came over to hold Ciri's hand.

Ciri shrank back reflexively, and Lan hugged her gently.

"It's okay, trust me. It's like going to other places as a guest to experience the local customs and customs." Lan En nodded at Heli.

"Go." Esna also said, "Go, my child. Don't be afraid of anything, because nothing can change your fate. You are now in Brokiron."

Ciri hesitated for a moment, and took Brian's hand. The dryad who had escorted Ciri all the way looked very gentle at this moment, and the two slowly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Asna turned to the witcher, who was still kneeling on the ground, bowing his head respectfully.

"Get up, Gwinblad, you are welcome."

Gwenblade is the dialect of the Dryad, which translates to "White Wolf" in Common.

"Greetings, Esna, the supreme ruler of Brokiron."

"You are welcome to come to my forest again. But you didn't ask for my permission when you came, and you didn't even inform me. It's dangerous to enter Brokleon like this, White Wolf, even you."

Facing the dryad queen's questioning, Geralt explained: "I have a mission."

"Oh!" the dryad smiled, "this can explain your recklessness. Geralt, it's just your human rules not to kill, and I don't accept any human rules. I don't recognize any human rules, because this is Bu Rocky Long."

Hearing these almost threatening words, Geralt's face remained unchanged, and he didn't mean to be frightened by the other party's malicious intent. He seemed to be sure that the other party would not hurt him.

Sure enough, the Dryad Queen also changed her style and continued, "However, I have ordered you to be let go. You can leave Brokiron alive. It is not because of your emissary status, but for other reasons."

Geralt did not ask the so-called "other reason", but continued to ask:

"So you don't want to know who I'm here for?"

"Seriously, no. I'm in Blokiron, and you're from outside of Blokiron, and I'm not interested in that world at all. Why am I wasting my time listening to the messenger? A thought and feeling very different from mine Man, why should I listen to his proposals or ultimatums? King Vincelav of Brugg may have a lot of ideas, but what does that have to do with me?"

Geralt looked up in surprise.

"How do you know it was Wenslav who sent me?"

"It's too obvious." The dryad replied with a smile. "Sorden is too stupid. The people of Verdon hate me so much that they are willing to pay a reward for the scalp of the dryad. That's all the surrounding kingdoms."

"As for Sintra..." Esna glanced in Lane's direction.

Geralt duly paid the Dryad Queen a compliment:

"You know a lot about things other than Brokilon, Esna."

"I know many things, White Wolf. This is the advantage that the long years have given me. Now, if you will, I want to settle one thing."

The Dryad Queen turned in Lane's direction, her silver eyes sizing up the knight in front of her.

"Lan Lannister Ray Allen. The birds and trees told me about you. You are very clever and cunning. My sister does have some fantasies about humans. You used this to keep her in Out of the forest in exchange for your safety. So you can also rest assured that you and Gwenblade can leave Brokiron alive."

"Airlie is a lady who understands things well, and I kept her for more than just a simple reason as a hostage." Lane explained, "Since you know about me, you must also understand that my actions have something to do with it." deeper reasons."