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TWL Chapter 43: Entangled Destinies
🕑 Added 2023-11-26 21:07:00 +0000 UTC"Correct." Freixenet nodded awkwardly. "Two dryads came, asked me if I had children; I told them I wasn't married. They told me they didn't care about my family, they just wanted to know if I had ever made a woman pregnant. I confirmed their questions."
"Congratulations, Lord Freixenet." Lann said sincerely. "You can become one of the few men to come out of Brokilon alive. I wish you good luck."
"It's okay, Lord Lannister. I have seen prisoners who were sent to mine mines or dig canals. In comparison, I would rather be here... I just hope that I am not overwhelmed, after all, there is no shortage of dryads here..."
Without the words of the Dryad Queen, no one can leave. Lann nodded, expressing understanding and blessing.
And this can be the best result for Freixenet. As the leader of the team, he lost the engaged Ciri. God knows what punishment is waiting for him after he returns. He can still be fed and raised well in Brokilon, and this period of time is enough for his family to work out their relationships for him and reduce his punishment.
If Lann remembers correctly, this guy's sister seems to be married to the King, making him Prince Kistrin's uncle by marriage.
After going out, Ciri said to Lann dissatisfied: "I can hear it even if you cover my ears, and it feels very uncomfortable, you know?"
Lann said jokingly: "But you are a princess, Ciri. A little lady should not be involved in the kind of conversation just now."
Ciri, upset, kicked him and decided not to speak to him all day.
But then she saw Black Wind running towards her, and immediately jumped and hugged the horse's big head. As the owner of this war horse for the past two years, Ciri and Black Wind have already established a deep relationship.
If Ciri hadn't been too young and didn't have good riding skills, as well as being worried about falling off the horse, she would have been the only person besides Lann who could ride Black Wind.
Braenn dragged a wooden frame and tied it to Black Wind's saddle, where Geralt lay unconscious.
Since there were two more people and Braenn was not riding a horse, the speed of the group of four was much slower, almost as slow as going out for an outing.
A day passed quickly and now they were near the edge of the forest. Geralt was still unconscious, unable to move.
If it weren't for the fact that he kept mumbling nonsense words like 'destiny' and 'Yennefer' from time to time, Ciri would almost have thought that the witcher was dead.
"That Yennefer must be a very powerful woman." Ciri wrinkled her nose. "She can make someone like him never forget her, even in this situation."
She is definitely powerful, Lann thought, in the future you will call her 'mother' willingly.
Ciri was hugged by Lann, looking over his shoulder at the witcher on the stretcher, when she suddenly said: "Lann, when he rescued me before, I promised to give him a large amount of money, enough money to provide him with food and clothing for the rest of his life."
"The second half of his life is longer than a lot of people's lives. But he does deserve a lot of money, and Her Majesty will give it to him."
"I also promised that I would make him a knight."
Lann glanced at Ciri and expressed pessimism about the result. If it were the group of crazy people from the Cat School, who actively participate in human society, they might be delighted, but the witchers from the Wolf School would not.
Especially when this Wolf School witcher is called Geralt, and the country that wants to enthrone him is Cintra.
"He will not go back with us. Even if he goes back, he will only stay for a while. He will not accept the title."
"Why? How could anyone refuse money and a title?"
"He will not refuse the money, but he will not accept the title. Ciri, do you really hope that Geralt can go back with you?"
Ciri pursed her lips and said: "I don't know, but he protected me."
"Moreover, he is Geralt of Rivia. Grandma and Mousesack often talk about him. Although grandma hates him, Mousesack likes him quite a lot, and they both said the same thing... Geralt and I are linked by fate. What does this mean, Lann?"
This involves things before Ciri was born. Lann still remembers this important plot turning point very clearly.
Lann whispered: "That happened before you were born, and I only heard about it. You also heard what Eithné said before. The witchers follow the 'law of surprise' to adopt apprentices, which is a custom that is considered as old as humanity itself, invoked time and time again throughout history. It dictates that someone who is saved by someone else should offer them a boon, the nature of which is often unknown to both parties. For instance, the savior might ask for 'the first thing that comes to greet you when you return home', or 'what you find at home yet don't expect'."
"Sometimes the rescued husbands will find out after returning home that their wives accidentally discovered that they were pregnant. At this time, the child will become the reward. Such children are called 'children of surprise'. "
"So, I am Geralt's 'child of surprise'? I'm going to become a witcher?"
"That's the problem, Ciri." Lann touched her hair. "You are the princess of Cintra. The Queen does not want you to become a witcher. There has never been a female witcher in the history of the Wolf School. Besides..."
Lann looked at Geralt, his green eyes reflecting the other's white hair.
"Geralt seems to be avoiding this fate himself. He doesn't want to train apprentices."
Ciri curled her lips and hugged Lann tightly: "I don't want to be a witcher either."
The density of the trees gradually decreased in the distance, the sounds of birds and beasts calmed down. Lann sighed in relief, they were about to leave the forest.
Overall, this trip to Brokilon was considered a success. He found Ciri, met the White Wolf, determined the function of Brokilon Water, and gained an ability point.
He also took this opportunity to bluff the Queen of the Dryads, so that after Ellie returns to discuss cooperation matters, he will have another way out in the future. It can be said to be a fruitful harvest.
Back in his land, he would discuss a treaty with the mayor and the dryad community. Then, upon returning to the city of Cintra, he would ensure that he obtained resources for the development of his land from the capital.
As he thought about this, Lann realized that, with the support of the dryads, perhaps his territory could survive after the fall of Cintra, providing him with support in the future...
A loud roar in mid-air interrupted Lann's thoughts. The sound was not the sound of any wild beast that Lann had ever heard. It was strong and sharp like an eagle, but with a harsh tone, like a lament.
Lann was startled and looked up, seeing two beasts swooping down from the air.
How can these creatures be here? Right where Swade and Ellie were camping!
