From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

"Geralt." Asna turned her head slowly, "Please don't get me wrong. I know you and I respect you. I know you never hurt dryads, water nymphs, goblins, and nymphs. To help. But it will change nothing.

We are too different, our worlds are very different. I don't want to and can't make an exception for you in the way I do things. No exceptions can be made for anyone. "

Esna looked at Lan En again, and said, "Look, you talked about fate with me yesterday, and now this room is full of people who are entangled with fate."

Indeed, there were only four people in the room now, Geralt, Ciri, Lane, and Eisna herself.

Esna pointed to the witcher and said as if introducing:

"Blokilon's news is not secret. I have heard rumors about witchers. When asking for payment, witchers sometimes ask each other to make strange oaths: 'Take things in your house that you don't know. Give me.''Give me what you've got without knowing it.' Sound familiar?

You try to change the course of fate in this way. You try to avoid death and oblivion by finding the boy fate has brought you to succeed you in your business. Then why are you surprised by what I did? Geralt? All I care about is the dryad's fate. What's wrong with this? For every Dryad humans kill, I'll take a young girl. "

Esna had some issues with the witcher's behavior of coming to negotiate peace on behalf of the Kingdom of Brugge, and at the same time seemed to care about Geralt's dislike for her conversion of dryads. He even made a special explanation for this, as if he wanted to persuade the demon hunter to stand on his side.

The demon hunter shook his head: "We follow the law of destiny, but we don't interfere with destiny. In fact, our school has not trained demon hunter apprentices for decades—even if our number is getting smaller and smaller.

And you are not like Esna, you will only arouse hostility and desire for revenge. "

Esna buried her nose in Ciri's hair and took a deep breath: "Human hatred...is nothing new. What's more, she is so healthy, there are not many girls like this."

"Running out?"

The dryad turned his silver eyes to the witcher.

"Humans have abandoned sick girls in the forest - diphtheria, scarlet fever, laryngitis, and lately even smallpox. They have devastated us with contagious diseases. And we have failed them, Geralt. We have more than immunity stronger. Brokilon will watch over her daughters."

"And now, I'm finally looking forward to the Sons of the Ancient Blood," she said. "That's right, Geralt, the Sons of the Ancient Blood still exist. And you, tell me the end of the age... and that we can't continue... I also thank you, Geralt, this is your credit. You, who failed to bring a child to my daughter, finally brought me the blood of the ancients."

Esna finally helped Ciri comb her long hair. She turned to look at Lan and Geralt, and shouted as if swearing:

"Today, the blood of the ancients will join the blood of the dryad. This is the guidance of fate."

Eisner snapped her fingers. Brian emerged from the night like a ghost and rushed into the room. She held a silver goblet with both hands.

After killing the Cat Pie demon hunter Judd Carradine, Lane carefully counted all the trophies on him, including the steel sword that was reforged into a gift for Ciri, and the unique silver sword of the demon hunter. , and the most special to Lane: the Cat Pie Witcher Necklace.

Each school of witcher has a necklace with its own unique shape, which is used to help the witcher explore the magic reaction. When there are magic fluctuations around, the necklace will vibrate violently. Lan thought that this prop could help him find the source of magic power.

Like now.

Lann slightly clutched his right chest, a metal cat's head was roaring inside. He turned to look at Geralt, and the wolf's head necklace on the other side was also trembling slightly.

All because of the silver goblet brought in by Brian! There is magic in it!

Esna took the silver cup from Brian's trembling hands and held it up.

"White wolf, little lion. Do you know ancient runes?"

The witcher nodded and said, "Yes."

Every demon hunter is a senior occult learner, and only those who have studied in the isolated castle for decades and are familiar with the knowledge will be allowed to go down the mountain alone.

Esna said: "Then read the words engraved on it."

"Duettaeán aef cirrán Cáerme Gleddyv. Yn esseth."

"Do you know what it means?"

"The sword of fate has two blades...you are one of them."

"Son of the ancient blood." The dryad's words were commanding with an unquestionable tone, revealing a ruthless will, "Drink it. This is the water of Brokiron."

Ciri raised her head and looked in Lane's direction, with doubts in her eyes: Is this the Dryad's conversion magic?

Lan En nodded, stepped forward and whispered a few words in her ear, with encouragement in his eyes.

Geralt bit his lip, looking into Eisna's silver eyes. He looked away from Ciri—the girl's lips were already on the rim of the glass.

The scene in front of him brought back the scar in his heart. He knew what was going to happen, he'd seen the same thing: twitches, hiccups, horrific cries, but they were ignored and faded away. Then, slowly, emptiness, numbness, and indifference would emerge in those eyes. He's seen them all.

Geralt even shot Lan an angry look. He was angry that the princess' guardian knight did nothing in this process, and even contributed to it. Even though the demon hunter knew that no amount of effort would work, he felt that the other party shouldn't have this attitude.

Doesn't this young earl know how much Ciri trusts and relies on him?

Ciri took a sip of the water in the glass, probably because of nervousness, her face flushed slightly, and then she began to cough.

"Cough cough."

She seemed to drink a little too quickly and choked.

She did it on purpose, because just now Lann whispered in her ear: "Let me touch that cup later."

She didn't know the reason for doing this, but since Lan said it, she would do it.

This is the time! Lan En secretly cheered for the little girl in his heart.

Lan stepped forward quickly, slapped Ciri on the back, and seemed to be a little anxious to avoid the silver cup. The moment his finger came into contact with the silver cup, the system's notification sounded:

[Discover the source of magic power, absorb it to get skill points. 】

really! Lane knew it.

He's able to absorb the magic inside now, but he's under control. If you want this glass of water to have the greatest effect, you have to wait a little longer.

On the other side, the Dryad Queen also reacted to this.

"enough."

Asna took the cup and put it on the ground. She stretched out her hands and stroked the little girl's long gray hair scattered around her shoulders.

"Son of the Ancient Bloodline," she said, "Choose. Do you want to stay in Brokiron, or follow the path of destiny?"

The witcher's eyes widened suddenly, looking at the scene before him in disbelief - Ciri's breathing became short of breath, her face flushed, but that was all. That's all.

The girl looked directly into the dryad's eyes with human eyes, and firmness was revealed in her emerald green eyes: "I want to follow the path of destiny, and I want to go home!"

As soon as these words were said, there seemed to be a storm in everyone in the house...well, not everyone, but a storm swept through the minds of Esna and the witcher.

This is impossible! The two shouted in their hearts at the same time, but they were equally expressionless.

The Dryad Queen looked at all this blankly, looked at Ciri, and then at the remaining Brokiron's water in the cup.

The witcher looked at all this blankly, looked at Ciri, then at the Dryad Queen, and seemed to understand something in a trance.

"Thank you, Ms. Eisner."

The witcher said sincerely. He thought the Dryad Queen had deliberately changed the water in the cup. This shows that the Dryad Queen also wanted Ciri to return home, so she played the so-called fate and obtained a result that not only followed the ancient rituals but also guaranteed peace.

Ciri took two steps tentatively, but found that no one was stopping him, so he trotted to Lann's side.