Chapter 44 The Demon Hunter Thinks He Can Be

The moment you receive the cup, the system beeps again.

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

It took all Lann's strength to restrain himself from laughing out loud. There was nothing more to say, he had been waiting for this moment.

Warm magic power poured into his body that had dried up, and the cat head badge on his chest became increasingly restless.

[Absorb the source of magic power, skill point +1]

As the magic power was not absorbed by Lann, the Brochlon water in the cup instantly lost its original color and turned into an ordinary cup of water.

Very good, Lann thought. Very good, the water of Brokilon. If it is according to the original work, the dryads have a whole "spring" of water of Brokilon. When the white wolf was seriously injured in the later period and was sent over, they even

The white wolves were soaked in it for healing, which shows how many there are.

This is a huge amount of skill points, although it is not something Lan can obtain now. But he has his eyes on it, and there is always a chance that he can obtain these Brokiron Waters.

While Lan was thinking to himself, everyone else in the room had different reactions.

Geralt fell down amid Ciri's screams.

After the witcher knocked over the cup, he glared at Queen Eisna angrily, and then quickly turned to look at Lann. He saw his throat making swallowing movements, and his eyes were firm and confident.

Brian, who had always had an expression of wonder today, led the three of them back to the wooden house. The tree spirit felt that his world was shaken.

The demon hunter heard Lann say: "The sword of destiny has two edges, Ms. Aisna."

"There's still a little left, Geralt." Eisna stretched out her hand, "Do you dare to drink?"

Back at the cabin, Ciri told Fresnet the good news that he could leave, but the Baron didn't show any happy expression, but had a weird and awkward expression on his face, not knowing whether he should laugh or not.

The Dryad Queen watched all this expressionlessly. She picked up the silver cup from the ground. After hearing Ciri's scream, she pointed to Geralt and explained:

He may really not understand the Dryad Queen. The Queen let go of Ciri and then let go of Lan who offended her. The method may be a little awkward, but the result is good.

It's over.

Finally she looked at the witcher.

Shirley looked at the Baron's body wrapped in leaves, and said regretfully: "Yes, you are so seriously injured, I'm sorry. But it doesn't matter, we will come to pick you up when you are healed."

The witcher walked towards Ciri, wanting to take the girl away from here so that she wouldn't see the horrific scene. But then he suddenly felt something was wrong - the girl didn't cry.

Lann looked at the honey-haired dryad and whispered: "No problem, Ms. Mona."

"Uh...Ms. Aisna?" The witcher searched for words, feeling that he had seen too many unexpected things today.

"The witcher is resistant to magic, he will not die."

The Dryad Queen ignored what he said.

Geralt was stunned, not knowing what the other party meant.

What’s in the cup is definitely authentic Brochlon water! Geralt doesn’t know what the water is. It might actually have some magic, or it might be some weird toxins or hallucinogens. The important thing is the women who drink it.

Will be converted into dryads, and the male will be killed, 100%!

Geralt strode forward and knocked over the cup. At first, Ciri drank the water in the cup and was fine, making him think that Eisna had changed the water in the cup to save Ciri from the change.

Eisna ignored the witcher's impolite behavior, and her anger seemed to dissipate all of a sudden. She just picked up the silver cup and took a sip without expression, looking at the silver cup, then at Lan, and then at Xi.

inside.

"Take him away with you and leave immediately. Brian will show you the way. As for other things, we will wait until my sister comes back."

The witcher closed his eyes. Another child died because of the tree spirits, and it was also the Count Nova of Cintra. The centuries-old conflict between humans and tree spirits deepened once again.

Turning around, he saw that the young knight was still standing there perfectly fine, with no convulsions, no pain, and no death.

The witcher said tentatively: "Thank you? Ms. Aisna."

After speaking, Eisna sat down exhausted. Everything that happened today was too fantastic for her. She seemed to understand it, but she couldn't fully understand it.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Geralt drank the Water of Brokilon.

"When Gwenbraed wakes up, tell him that my previous name was Mona."

Even if it were the real water of Brokilon, it would not have any effect on him. Witchers are completely resistant to the hallucinogenic ingredients in the water. Besides, how could it be the water of Brokilon? Ciri drank it, Lan

After drinking the grace, nothing happened. He took the chalice with both hands and met the dryad's eyes.

"What?"

But looking at the current situation, this is not the case. If it was really ordinary water, why would Eisna bother to let Lan drink it? In anger, Eisna really went to kill people.

He touched his throat, probably because he was fed something again when Lan and the others left.

"I may not be able to leave yet."

The tree spirit shook his head: "I am not a lady, and I am no longer Mona. I just want him to know. You can call me Brian."

"You know too little about destiny." The dryad said bitterly, "Too little, Witcher. Really too little. You don't understand the overall situation at all. Are you thanking me? Do you think this is just a show? Take it out.

Your evidence proves to me that human logic controls the world, and your theory is the truth. This is the water of Brochlon, and there is still a little left. Conqueror of the world, do you dare to drink it?"

The dryad had lost its expression after Lann drank the water of Brokiron, and now she spoke in a plaintive tone. Her words made Geralt uneasy, but he only hesitated for a moment.

"Pack it up, I'll prepare a wooden frame for you so that you can take Gwenbraed more easily." After hesitating for a while, she said again, "Mona."

"Wait, kid, no!"

The ground beneath his feet began to shake without warning, as if the whole world was pressing on his back. The huge oak tree began to rotate and tremble. Geralt groped around with numb hands and barely opened his eyes, but his eyelids were so heavy that

Like a marble coffin lid. Eisna's eyes sparkled like mercury, the others' eyes were emerald green. The badge around his neck buzzed and trembled.

Shirley was very considerate, but she did not fully understand the meaning of the baron's words.

"That's not what I meant." The baron looked at Ciri, as if he didn't know what to say.

Lan En felt relieved, and stepped forward to gently cover Xili's ears. This action made the little girl very dissatisfied, and she kept twisting and struggling.

Lann said: "Let me guess, the dryads need you to stay and give birth to some little dryads for them?"
Chapter completed!