Chapter 40 Thirty-Eight Palms The Dryad Queen

Two tree spirits came in, they were Brian and Dunka.

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

Even though he was now seriously injured and unable to move, Fresnet still tried his best to squirm away from the two dryads. It was obvious that what they had done had left an indelible psychological shadow on the poor baron.

"Calm down." Geralt said, "It's because of that thing that you can survive such a serious injury. That's the unique healing ability of the dryad."

Ciri suddenly remembered something when she saw the dryad coming in, and the excitement she felt at seeing Lan suddenly disappeared.

She whispered thoughtfully: "Lan, when you came in, did they blindfold you?"

"Confused."

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

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

Ciri looked up at Lan En, her green eyes reflecting Lan En's sworn expression. She suddenly seemed to take a reassurance. Ciri didn't understand the principles of magic, and she didn't know why it didn't work on her, but she

Believe what Lane said.

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

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

"Greetings, Esna, Supreme Ruler of Brokilon."

"To be honest, I don't want to. I am in Brochlon, and you are from outside Brochron. I am not interested in that world at all. Why should I waste time listening to the messenger? An idea and feeling that is completely different from mine.

Man, why should I listen to his proposals or ultimatums? King Wenslav of Brugg may have many ideas, but what does that have to do with me?"

The princess had a sullen face. Although Lan En's words made her no longer afraid, she could not help but feel a little nervous when facing these tree spirits, which made her shrink back behind Lan En.

They don't call "Your Majesty", which is a title rich in human culture, and the civilization of the dryads is different from most human and even demi-human civilizations. The dryads call Aisna "Queen", which is just a way of saying "Your Majesty".

Honorific title, this seems a bit contradictory.

Eisna walked into the hut, with two younger tree elves carrying bows on both sides. With a gesture, Brian lowered his head and walked over to hold Ciri's hand.

"As for Cintra..." Eisna glanced in Lan's direction.

Gwenbraed is the dialect of the dryad, which translates into the common language as "white wolf".

"How did you know that Vincelav sent me?"

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

Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction where the voice came from. Then Brian bowed and saluted, Geralt knelt down, and Lan thought for a while and performed a court salute to show respect.

Shirley asked dully: "Where are we going?"

Eisna turned to the witcher, who was still kneeling on the ground, his head bowed respectfully.

"You know a lot about things outside Brokiron, Eisna."

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

"It's okay, trust me. Just treat it as if you were a guest in other places before and experience the local customs and customs." Lan nodded towards Xiri.

"Rise up, Gwenbraed, welcome."

They regard Aisna as the ruler of Brokiron and the spiritual leader of the dryads. Even their mother recognizes her as the queen, but they do not call her "Your Majesty."

Esna, Queen of the Dryads, is the supreme ruler of Brokiron. She wears a thin and light green dress. Like most dryads, she is petite and slender, but she holds her head high proudly. She has a serious look on her face, her hands are

Her lips were pursed tightly, giving people a majestic and powerful impression. Her hair color and eyes were like molten silver.

Hearing these almost threatening words, Geralt's expression did not change, showing no intention of being frightened by the other party's malice. He seemed to be sure that the other party would not harm him.

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

"Oh!" The tree spirit smiled, "This can explain your recklessness. Geralt, not killing envoys is just your human rule, and I don't accept it. I don't recognize any human rule, because this is a cloth

Lokiron.”

Ciri hesitated for a moment and took Brian's hand. The tree spirit who had escorted Ciri all the way seemed particularly gentle at this time, and the two of them slowly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Faced with the accusation from the Dryad Queen, Geralt explained: "I have a mission."

Ciri shrank back reflexively, and Lan hugged her gently.

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

They all shout one name:

"Ms. Eisner."

Geralt duly praised the Dryad Queen:

Before Brian could answer, a voice came from outside the house. This voice was full, deep, firm and decisive; this voice required everyone to listen and did not tolerate any rebuttal.

"Welcome to my forest again. But you came without my consent or even informed me. It is dangerous to enter Brokleon like this, White Wolf, even for you."

"Come on, Ciri."

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

Fresnet was still making a fuss over there, but the two dryads only glanced at him and ignored him.

Geralt looked up in surprise.

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

The Dryad Queen turned towards Lann, her silver eyes sizing up the knight in front of her.

"Lan Lannister Leanne. The birds and trees told me about you. You are very smart and cunning. My sister does still have some illusions about humans. You took advantage of this to keep her here."

Outside the forest in exchange for your safety. So you can rest assured that you can leave Brochlon alive with Gwenbraed."

"Ellie is a woman who understands things. The reason why I kept her is not just as a hostage." Lann explained, "Since you know about me, you must also understand the significance of my move.

There’s a deeper reason.”
Chapter completed!