From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

The morning fog has not yet dissipated, and Lan looks at the reefs not far away and the outlines of many small islands.

In the lazy delta current, the huge transport ship under his feet moved forward with an even speed and firm momentum.

"Hahaha, Lane, this ship is not bad." Zoltan laughed and clinked glasses with Lane.

After spending so much time together, Zoltan and Lann have become quite acquainted. The dwarves were not a race that strictly guarded class etiquette. They drank too much and even dared to wrestle with the prince, and then beat each other until their noses and faces were swollen.

Because Zoltan was doing business in human society, he learned a lot of rules when he went to the countryside, but he gradually let go of them under Lann's deliberate guidance. His favorite thing during this time was to teach the young Earl how to sing colorful songs while drinking with Lane.

"It was a great help, Zoltan." Lan drank the wine in his glass. "It's a surprise to be able to travel so comfortably. My soldiers can also relax and have a good rest. Thanks to you and your friends."

Zoltan laughed heartily. After drinking, he saw that Lann didn't seem to have any intention of refilling the glass, so he turned to find his dwarf brothers to continue drinking.

Lan looked at House and Levin who had been by his side all the time, waved his hands and said, "You guys also go to rest, we are on the boat now, there won't be any sudden enemies."

House said seriously: "If it's on the water... maybe there will be water ghosts."

Lan En sighed: "Isn't it my specialty to talk about water ghosts? Besides, can you still fight water ghosts in the river wearing this plate armor?"

Looking at the attendants who stayed at every step, Lan said: "House, you are too tense, it's time to relax yourself, one-fifth of the people on this boat are our soldiers, we are' Dangerous', understand?"

He pointed to the dwarves who were drinking and playing cards with other merchants on the transport ship: "Look at them, I remember you seem to like Quint too? Join them, I allow it. If you don't want to, just treat it as me I'm ordering you—go play for a while."

After speaking, Lan strode towards the side of the ship, looking at the distant scenery while blowing the sea breeze.

Levin touched House: "Did you hear that? This is the Earl's order. Hurry up and take out your Gwent deck. I have heard that you have a lot of treasured cards. Let me see them." .”

But House blushed: "This card is not mine, it was entrusted to me by a sacrificed comrade-in-arms before his death, I can't let it go on the table..."

As he said so, he took out a card from his pocket as if he didn't obey the order. Mirva on the side also came forward to check curiously after hearing the movement, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

On the card, a blond young knight, wearing a knight armor with a lion coat of arms, is driving a windy black horse through the dense forest.

【Lion Knight Lann】

House shook the card in front of Levin and Milva, and immediately stuffed it into his bosom as a treasure, and said: "Don't let the Earl know that I have this card...it feels weird .”

And the protagonist of this collection commemorative card is at the bow of the ship at the moment, reading the letter sent from Kaer Morhen by the sea breeze:

"...I slept in a small room called a 'dormitory', which was as small as a place where a maid lived, but Geralt said that even the mentor of the wolf faction slept in the same place as me. I asked him Ye Nai Did Fa also sleep in a similar room, and he stopped talking right away."

Lan En smiled, worthy of the white wolf. He flipped through it and looked at the next letter.

"I practiced swords on a very long beam today. I fell off it several times and bruised my shoulders, arms and thighs. I thought it would be difficult to walk on it, but Cohen could easily Dance swords on it - by the way, Koen is also a Griffin, he said he will leave Kaer Morhen after the winter, I am trying to convince him to stay. But the effect is not great, it may still depend on you Come to win him over, you have to come and see me quickly."

Lan raised his eyebrows. Ciri had already begun to consciously win over the demon hunters, not just the wolf faction, but even the griffins. The little girl doesn't need to use any social skills at all, just showing her innocence and kindness is enough to enhance friendship with the witchers.

"Yennefer read my letter to you, and she told me not to write too many training and daily related things in the letter, but to tell more about how I miss you. Ha, she also taught me, I used to She secretly read the letter she wrote to Geralt. In her letter, she called Geralt a 'dear friend', and what's 'I am deeply honored to be the second person you ask for help' 'to be on your list. I'm so tall, I'm even more flattered', these two people are really awkward..."

After that, Ciri didn't send any letters. I don't know if it was because she didn't write in time, or if she finished writing but was peeped by the witcher or the sorceress, which deprived her of the right to continue sending letters.

He carefully folded the letters and put them in his pocket.

But Lan didn't notice that when he was concentrating on reading the letter, there were other eyes on the boat constantly looking at him.

A girl with short chestnut red hair has been watching Lane for quite some time. Because until this time, there were no guards around him who refused people thousands of miles away.

She wanted to come up to talk, but she didn't want to express her emotions too directly. After racking her brains, she finally came up with a topic that might be suitable:

"Excuse me... are you Mr. Lannister? Please don't stand by the boat, because it is said that some big man-eating insects have appeared here recently..."

The girl's voice interrupted Lan En's thoughts. He looked back at the person who made the voice, his eyes focused, and he seemed to see a familiar person.

But he was not sure if the other person was the person in his memory, because the other person's appearance was much younger than what he remembered.

In front of him was a girl with chestnut red hair—Lan had been seeing girls with this color of hair lately—she was dressed as a student, and she looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.

She looked very cautious, as if it had taken all her courage to come and talk to Lann.

"Yes, I am Lannister." Lann tapped the lion crest on his chest, and said with a smile, "I don't know what to call the lady who is talking to me?"

"I'm not a lady... My name is Shani. Hello, Mr. Lannister." Because of nervousness, the girl named Xia Ni panicked and said a lot of things that she didn't know when she introduced herself. What should be said.

"I'm a medical student. I just got into Niubao this year, and I'm about to go to school, so I got on this boat..."

Lane smiled, and sure enough it was her.

The girl in front of her is called Xia Ni, she is a future master in the medical field and a true example of an independent woman.

She is a medical student who is studying alone in Niubao. After graduation, she will shuttle between various wards and battlefields, and fight in the frontline hospitals all year round to save the wounded. In the future, she will become the dean of Niubao School of Medicine. She is highly respected and will be written in textbooks after her death.

She would meet Geralt when she was seventeen or eighteen. Of course, nothing new, she would change from a girl to a woman at that time. But she is not like other women who have been entangled with Geralt, she only regards this as a precious friendship; Choose respectively. It turns out that her decision was correct.

So it's hard to say whether Geralt slept with her or she slept with Geralt.

But at this time, the girl in front of her is still a female student who has not yet studied in Niubao, not a female doctor who will help the world in the future.

In short, this is another gold card for the future. And from a strategic point of view, it is a lot more important than Milva.

"In this case, you have to thank Niubao for giving you the opportunity to learn, and I want to thank Niubao for allowing us to meet here." Lan En said with a smile, "But are you alone? This world is not good for single ladies friendly."

"It doesn't matter, I have a friend in Niubao. He is a poet named Dandelion, who is very famous. It was he who helped me write a letter of recommendation and gave me the opportunity to enter Niubao."

Xia Ni was a little flattered by Lan En's concern.

But the girl quickly adjusted her mentality. It can be seen from her future life trajectory that she is not the kind of temperament restricted by the times and the world, otherwise she would not take the initiative to talk to Lan En on the transport ship with so many people.

And under Lan En's deliberate guidance, she also quickly relaxed her nervousness at the beginning.

"I am very sorry to bother you, as I have often heard your poems and rumors, and..."

Xia Ni looked at Lann's lion pupils: "I often hear stories about witchers, and there are rumors that you have become one of them, and you don't hide it. You know, I'm a medical student, so... ..."

Lane's expression changed.

Could it be that this little girl came to strike up a conversation with me not from a female perspective, but from a medical perspective and became interested in me academically?

Suddenly, a face in a white surgical gown holding a scalpel, with a sickly red light shining in his eyes appeared in his mind.

Lan En changed the topic without changing his expression: "You said before that there are big bugs infested around here, is it dangerous?"

Xia Ni didn't realize the change of the topic of the conversation, or she thought it was the topic that the witcher should talk about, and was easily taken away: "Yes, the delta area seems to have monster-like monsters frequently. Bugs are infested. After I heard the rumors, I checked the Biological Atlas, and they seem to be very similar to dragon lice."

Together they leaned against the railing, looking at the turbid deep green water. At this time, the high tide started, and the stench of the water became strong. The first dead rat surfaced.