Chapter 42 Aisna: This is the first time in hundreds of years

"Geralt." Esna slowly turned her head, "Please don't get me wrong. I know you and respect you. I know that you never harm dryads, water nymphs, goblins and nymphs. You even often do harm to them.

To lend a helping hand. But it won't change anything.

We are so different and our worlds are so different. I don't want to and can't make an exception for you in the way we do things. I can't make an exception for anyone else."

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

Indeed, there are only four people in the house now, Geralt, Ciri, Lan and Eisna herself.

Eisna pointed at the witcher and said as if introducing:

"The news about Brochron is not closed. I have heard rumors about witchers. When asking for payment, witchers sometimes ask the other party to make a strange oath: 'Take away the things in your house that you don't know about.

Give it to me. ''Give me something that you already have but don't know about.'' Sound familiar?

You tried to change the direction of fate in this way. You tried to find a boy brought to you by fate and let him inherit your career, hoping to avoid death and forgetfulness. Then why are you surprised by what I did? Geralt

?I only care about the fate of the dryads. What's wrong with that? Every time humans kill a dryad, I will take away a young girl."

Esna had some objections to the Witcher's coming to negotiate peace on behalf of the Kingdom of Brugg. At the same time, she seemed to be concerned about Geralt's distaste for him transforming into a tree spirit. She even gave a special explanation for this, and seemed to want to convince the Hunter.

The devil is on his side.

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

But you are different from Eisna. What you do will only arouse hostility and desire for revenge."

Geralt bit his lip and looked into Eisna's silver eyes. His eyes avoided Ciri - the girl's lips were already touching the rim of the cup.

She seemed to have drank a little too quickly and choked.

As soon as he said this, there seemed to be a storm in everyone in the room... well, not everyone, just a storm in the minds of Eisna and the witcher.

Every witcher is an experienced student of the occult. Only witchers who have studied in isolated castles for decades and are thoroughly familiar with the knowledge will be allowed to go down the mountain alone.

After killing the Cat Faction witcher Judd Kaladin, Lan carefully counted all the trophies on his body, including the steel sword that was recast as a gift to Ciri and the witcher's unique silver sword.

, and the most special thing to Lann: the Cat Pie Witcher Necklace.

"Ahem."

Geralt even glared at Lan angrily. He was angry that the princess's guardian knight did nothing in the process, and even contributed to the situation. Even though the witcher knew that all efforts were useless, he felt that the other party

This shouldn't be the attitude now.

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

"Duettaeán aef cirrán Cáerme Gleddyv. Yn esseth."

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

"That's enough."

"Today, the blood of the ancients will join the blood of the tree spirit. This is the guide of destiny."

Sure enough! Lann knew it well.

Lann stepped forward quickly, patting Xili's back while fending off the silver cup anxiously. The moment his finger came into contact with the silver cup, the system's beep sounded:

[Discover the source of magic power and absorb it to obtain skill points.]

The witcher nodded and said, "I know."

"White Wolf, Little Lion. Do you know ancient runes?"

Eisna buried her nose in Ciri's hair and took a deep breath: "Human hatred... is nothing new. Besides, she is so healthy. There are not many girls like her."

Each witcher school has a necklace with its own unique shape to help witchers explore magical reactions. When magic fluctuations appear around, the necklace will vibrate violently. Lann thought that this item could

It plays a role in finding the source of magic for yourself.

Ciri raised her head and looked in the direction of Lan, with a question in her eyes: Is this the tree spirit's transformation magic?

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

The dryad turned his silver eyes to the witcher.

Eisna finally helped Ciri comb her long hair. She turned to look at Lan and Geralt, and shouted as if taking an oath:

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

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

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

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

"The son of the ancient bloodline." The tree spirit's words carried an unquestionable command tone, revealing ruthless will. "Drink it. This is the water of Brokilon."

The girl looked directly into the eyes of the tree spirit with human eyes and said with firmness in her green eyes: "I want to follow the path of destiny, and I want to go home!"

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

"And now, I finally have the son of the ancient blood." She said, "Yes, Geralt, the son of the ancient blood still exists. But you, you told me that the era is over... and that we can't continue...

I also thank you, Geralt, this is your credit. You failed to give my daughter a child, but you finally gave me the ancient blood."

The witcher's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief - Ciri's breathing became rapid and her face turned red, but that was all. That was all.

Lann slightly covered his right chest, and a metal cat head was roaring inside. He turned to look at Geralt, whose wolf head necklace was also trembling slightly.

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

Shirley took a sip of water from the cup. Her face turned slightly red, probably because of nervousness, and then she started coughing.

Such as now.

It's all because of the silver goblet that Brian brought in! It contains magic!

Aisna took the silver cup from Brian's trembling hands and raised it.

"Son of the ancient bloodline." She said, "Choose. Will you stay in Brokilon, or will you follow the path of destiny?"

"Do you know what it means?"

The scene in front of him evoked the scars in his heart. He knew what would happen next. He had seen the same scene before: convulsions, hiccups, horrifying shouts, but these were ignored and finally faded. Then

, emptiness, numbness and indifference will slowly appear in those eyes. He has seen them all.

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

On the other side, the Dryad Queen also reacted when she saw this.

"The sword of destiny has two edges...you are one of them."

He can absorb the magic power inside now, but he has control over it. If he wants this glass of water to have the greatest effect, he has to wait a little longer.

"Humans abandoned sick girls in the forest - diphtheria, scarlet fever, laryngitis, and recently even smallpox. They destroyed us with infectious diseases. And we failed them, Geralt. We had something better than immunity.

Stronger. Brochlon will watch over her daughters."

"Not much more?"

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

"Thank you, Ms. Aisna."

The witcher said sincerely. He thought it was the Dryad Queen who deliberately changed the water in the cup. This meant that the Dryad Queen also wanted Ciri to come home, so she played the so-called fate and got a man who could both follow ancient rituals and

Guaranteeing a peaceful outcome.

Shirley took two tentative steps and found that no one was stopping her, so she trotted to Lan's side.
Chapter completed!