From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Many old men with old-fashioned ideas think that night witches are monsters from hell, the cause of the depravity of young people, and the root cause of national turmoil.

The "old man" mentioned here not only includes those farmers and herdsmen who have not received much education, but even old pedantic druids.

This kind of ignorant statement is of course not correct. Most people are just ashamed to face the truth of depravity. The losers need to find an excuse for their incompetence. It just so happens that the image of the female night devil is too incorrect, so she has become a good target for verbal criticism.

In fact, most female night devils would not rashly choose the path of killing and destruction unless it was for self-defense. After all, that is contrary to their way of survival, and it belongs to fishing out of water.

But even if the non-human races in the game are very pitiful, female night devils are often persecuted. But just like the ogre that really appears in the silly troll, the female night devil with a contrasting sense of kindness, although there is a female Bodhisattva-like existence, sometimes there will be a real soul-absorbing demon.

It's these real demons that give the conservative older generation an excuse to teach the young to stay away from the night witches.

But now Lan can at least be sure that the female night devil in front of him is not from the evil camp, at most it is chaotic and neutral.

So he began to seriously weigh the pros and cons of the other party joining Sintra.

Stripping away the emotional and hormonal factors, would there be any benefit in having the Nightmare join Cintra?

It seems that there are.

The racial identity of the night goblin doesn't always bring unrest. Toussaint and Novigrad are good examples: in this era, any prosperous city needs a place like the "Rose Garden", which can drive the city's economy, increase people's happiness index, and at the same time be able to A place that enhances the stability of law and order to a certain extent - mercenaries who complete their missions, paid soldiers, and passing businessmen always need a place to squander their money and relax their tense nerves, and taverns are too prone to fights.

Lane had also specially instructed Kayan of the cat faction to look for the female night devil of Novigrad, as well as other non-human races including her.

In addition, the female night devil itself is also a very powerful creature - after all, it is a creature that has existed in the world since the celestial spheres converged. Their bodies are comparable to steel, and at the same time they have mastered good spellcasting abilities.

And it just so happens that the female night devil has power, but also has the upper limit of ability: although the thousand-year-old female night devil is knowledgeable, she still belongs to the level that can be hunted by veteran demon hunters. Advanced vampires are much weaker than that.

Just like just now, the female Night Demon was deflated in Alice's hands.

In other words, this is an existence that can drive the city's economy and has considerable power, but it will not be out of control.

Lan En was quite happy to subdue this female Night Demon named "Nanomi".

If it doesn't work, it's considered as a benefit for Escal who "likes women with long horns". The wolf faction's win over is also very necessary, and it is related to the internal harmony of the Demon Hunter Cult in the future.

It's just that he suddenly encountered a monster who wanted to surrender in the wilderness, no matter how he looked at it, he still felt uneasy.

Lane still needs to continue to understand each other in depth.

...

"Come on." The female night devil didn't take Lan En's question seriously, "Those old human men always advise young people to stay away from me, but they always sneak over here. There was a village head in the village near where I lived before. Yes, no matter how persuasive he is, he won’t listen, no amount of magic can drive him away, and he even threatened that if I refuse him again, he will unite with the nearby villages to attack me.”

The female night devil shrugged: "I have no choice, I'm not really afraid of him. But since he wants to play so much, I have to let him see it - and he exhausted himself to death."

"I was lost for a while because of this, and I specially made a tomb for him. But in the end, many people nearby used this as an excuse to attack me... annoying! I don't want to stay in Skellige anymore!"

"For you, Cintra will not be better than Skellige." Lan still did not put down the rune sword, and pointed the blade directly at the opponent, "I can't think of a reason for you to come to Cintra."

Faced with Lan En's defensive posture, the female night devil has nothing to fear. Even though Alice was staring at her not far away, the female Night Demon forgot about the pain even before her scar healed.

She lightly walked towards Lann step by step under the candlelight, tapped the tip of the sword lightly with her fingertips, and said:

"Isn't it obvious? Because Sintra has you~"

"Huh?" Lan En's sword tip moved slightly because of the sudden confession.

Emerald flames ignited behind Lane, and Alice's plain black skirt appeared in the darkness. Her face was covered with a black veil, and she couldn't see her expression, but she seemed to have sharp eyes looking at the female Night Demon from a distance away from Lann.

She held up the black magic scimitar in her hand, and pressed the sword against Lann's back to sheath it again. The blade rubbed against the steel, making a crisp sound:

"Clang-clang!"

The night demon's complexion changed.

She quickly chuckled: "Because Lei Anlun, you are the blood of the ancient times."

"I came here from the time when the celestial spheres converged. It was not an accident, but a planned escape. My world was destroyed by hoarfrost, and I had to come to a place I was not familiar with."

The female Night Demon's voice became heavy, with a slightly sad hoarseness, which made people want to rub their throats with their fingertips.

"Not long ago, this continent once again saw the prelude to the convergence of the celestial sphere, and another crisis is coming."

"Maybe not so soon, it may be decades, hundreds of years, or even a thousand years later, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with choosing the way out of the future earlier."

While talking, the female Night Demon started to act subconsciously again. She gently placed the palm of her hand on the spine of the long sword with runes, stroking the runes on it inch by inch, and approached Lan step by step.

"As for Lei Anlun, your 'Ancient Blood' is the key to saving the world—and even if you fail to save the world in the end, it is easy to leave this world with this power, so I will follow you, just hope that in the future Self-protection in the crisis of annihilation. Is this reason suitable? Young blood heir~"

The blood of the ancients has a mission of saving the world in this world. It is reasonable to follow such a person in order to protect themselves.

But Lan was no longer attracted by the female Night Demon's actions, and his attention was focused on another piece of news at this moment:

"You said... now the prelude to the convergence of the celestial and spheres has begun?!"

...

The history of the continent cannot escape the term "convergence of the celestial sphere". This is an astronomical phenomenon that can be called a catastrophic level, and it is the collision of worlds between different dimensions. In the intersection of the celestial spheres, different worlds are directly connected and interpenetrated.

The most recent celestial-sphere confluence was about 1,500 years ago. That confluence not only brought several mainstream civilized races today, but also brought a large number of monsters, which can be said to have completely changed the structure of the continent.

Among the study materials that Mossak gave Lann was a textbook called "Confluence of the Celestial and Sphere", which explained this rare astronomical phenomenon with vivid metaphors——

[Please imagine our world as a ship sailing on the vast sea. From our deck we could see other distant ships—that is, other stars. Each of these ships carried cargo and crew, and usually passed us at such a distance that it was impossible to see even with a telescope.

[However, every few thousand years, there will be a huge storm on this cosmic sea, so violent that it will blow the ships towards each other and sail close together. At this time, part of the crew on one ship can be moved to another ship, and the cargo may also be spilled on the adjacent ship. After the weather eases, the ships will separate again, go their separate ways, and never see each other again. 】

[The so-called "post-rendezvous creatures", that is, monsters such as ghouls and petrified lizards, are passengers from other ships. We humans are shipwrecked victims, thrown into a world formerly inhabited by an ancient race. Once we arrived, we learned mysterious ancient magic that we had never seen before. 】

[Will different worlds collide again? possible. Is there a way we can avoid this catastrophe, or hasten its coming? Some scholars believe that certain creatures are proficient in this skill. They have rare genes in their bodies that can control the direction of our ship and lead us to safe seas or to the end. 】

Although the end of the original game also hinted that a new round of celestial sphere convergence is about to begin, but that is still many years later, so it shouldn't be now, right?

After being surprised, Lann quickly calmed down.

Some memory fragments of past experiences began to piece together in his mind.

If the information that "the celestial sphere is about to start" is true, then some things that have happened before have become traceable: the number of monsters suddenly increased along the way to participate in the Northern Conference, the monsters who had lived in seclusion in the forest suddenly woke up, and even The ice giants in Skellige suddenly became restless...

Is all this the prelude to the catastrophe?

But why is the conjunction so many years earlier?

Lane is not a dull person, and after having clues, it becomes easy to unravel everything.

The timing of the appearance of each kind of vision is coincidentally coincident, and if you think of the strange natural disaster phenomenon of different worlds colliding, such as the intersection of the celestial sphere...

...

Lan En covered his forehead. In the end, all this seemed to be caused by the awakening of his ancient blood?

Reminiscent of the scene when I activated [Shuttle] for the first time, all the different worlds were eagerly reaching out to me, and even had to be pulled away by the Master Mirror to pull them away, Lane's judgment became more and more certain.

As for me, I am just a little blood of the ancients, and now I can't even form an army by myself. Saving the world hasn't even started yet, so why did it indirectly trigger the prelude to natural disasters...

Or is it all in your calculations? Even after leaving this world, you still ordered the last big show for yourself in the first-class audience—Master of Mirror?

...

Lane's thoughts turned here and there.

After seeing Lan En's reaction, the female Night Demon smiled.

"Don't you know about the conjunction of the spheres? That would be great."

When talking about this, the female Night Devil gave Alice a rather apprehensive look. Even as a thousand-year-old, this was the first time she had seen such a magical existence as a soul in the painting.

"I brought you such crucial information, in the words of you humans, it can be regarded as...'voting a certificate'?"

"Can I join Cintra?"

"And I am not simply seeking asylum. I also know many partners of the same race, and even a few high-level vampires. The blood of the ancients will definitely form its own forces, right? If you need it in the future, I can help You contact them!"

Seeing Alice's eyes dripping, and Lane still weighing the pros and cons, the female night devil continued to throw out chips.

Lan looked at his [Followers] panel and his three extra skill points, then looked at the female Night Demon smiling like a small white flower in mud, and sighed.

...

[Follower: Nanomi Vera Love Dimitin

Gender: female

Race: female night devil

Grade 1

Talent: Enigma

Experience Points: 0/1000

Health: 1756/2000

Mana: 1824/2000

Item column: Cotton floral apron

Skill column: Reinforced Iron Bones, Advanced Botany, Advanced Mysticism, Advanced General Studies, Intermediate Night Demon System Spells

Mission: None]

[Shared Follower Talent: Enigma]

[Mystery: Give the gifted person extra charm besides appearance, and at the same time enhance the power of hypnotic spells by 50%]

In order to contract the Night Demon, Lan En finally relied on the experience accumulated by the servants and demon hunters to do tasks, and the experience was reduced by half. Obviously the Night Demon said that she was willing to follow her, but in fact she still had her own little thoughts in her heart. . Simply put, it's all business, no emotion.

Fortunately, the other party didn't know the power of the system, and there was no violent resistance during the contract. Otherwise, Lan estimated that his experience points would be exhausted directly.

Feeling that the night demon Nanomi and Alice were changing in his eyes at the same time, Lan was silent for a while.

"I still have a lot of business in Skellige, and it's inconvenient to bring you with me right now. I'll come and find you when I return to Sintra later."

Regarding Lan En's explanation, the female Night Demon nodded inexplicably. Then she woke up and realized that she completely trusted the heir of the ancient blood in front of her, and she was not worried that the other party would leave her here and not return.

why is that?

Lan naturally couldn't answer the doubts in Nanomi's heart, and then he turned around and continued to Alice, "The druid apprentice has been found, and I'm going back to the Oak Ring, do you want to go back now?" ?”

As he spoke, he patted the black magic scimitar on his back.

Alice looked Lan En up and down. After accepting the female Night Demon, she felt that she should be angry. But for some reason, the eyes behind the veil began to grow hotter.

Obviously, I followed this blond knight almost all day long, but why did he suddenly feel that he had become more... handsome?

"Lan... Let's go on horseback and let the black wind play for a while. I'll go back when I get to a place where there are people."

Lane naturally would not object to such a small request.

...

The way back was uneventful, and there was nothing to repeat.

One man, one horse and one soul quickly returned to the Oak Ring, bringing the unconscious druid apprentice back to where he should be.

Fetov rushed over immediately after getting the news.

"Lan, thank you so much, I really didn't expect you to find him so soon!" The sky stalker hugged Lan tightly, expressing his inner excitement loudly, "I didn't even expect him to be able to find him again!" Alive!"

He obviously looks like an old man in his sixties, and his actual age may be several times higher, but Feitov holds Lan En's hand very strongly: "Why don't you stay with us for a while? I'll take my Let me pass on my knowledge and abilities to you! Do you want to manipulate the sky? Even Mossack can’t compare to me in controlling the weather!"

Lan laughed dryly, and pointed to the unconscious druid apprentice: "How about we wake him up first?"

Only then did Feitov react, as if waking up from a dream. He frowned and looked at his apprentice: "Did he encounter any danger in the forest? I can't see any trauma, but he is unconscious...is it magic?"

Feitov immediately became vigilant: "He was attacked by other spellcasters? Is it the traitor we are tracking?"

Lan shook his head. He didn't know whether he should tell the other party about the psychedelic adventure in the forest, or it would be better for the apprentice to tell him when he woke up.

In the end, he suggested tactfully: "He was not attacked. It's just that you may have to talk to him after you wake him up, otherwise I'm afraid he will return to that forest from time to time."

Fetov was taken aback for a moment, unable to understand what Lane said.

But he quickly understood.

Lan took two steps back and gently closed the door of the wooden house. Soon there were the sounds of the druid casting spells and the murmurs of the apprentices waking up, followed by the panicked calls that stopped abruptly, the majestic inquiries of the teacher, and the hesitant explanations of the young people.

Later, there was another wave of magical energy in the room. Lann was very familiar with this spell, and Mossak often used it—it was a spell that made the oak cane grow into a long stick weapon.

Afterwards, the noise in the room continued for another quarter of an hour, before it barely quieted down. During the period, the druids who came to check the situation because of the screams inside passed by from time to time in front of the wooden house, and they were all returned with "everything is fine" by Lane.

After another moment of silence, Feitov opened the door and came out of the house.

Compared with the old druid Lann saw not long ago who was depressed and blamed himself for the loss of his apprentice, the current Feitov can be described as "refreshed".

"Anyway, I still want to thank you, Lan." Feitov pondered, "Did you properly dispose of the night demon who bewitched him?"

Lan was silent for a while. Even in the open-minded Skellige, who is a druid who advocates protecting nature, the stereotype of female night devils is still very strong.

"I can guarantee that she will no longer be Skelliger's problem."

Fetov let out a long breath.

When the apprentice found it, the big stone in his heart fell completely. Just to communicate with Lane about the information he has now.

These days, Feitov went to Udvik Island to find the mentor of the missing Druid Yatis and learned a lot about it.

"Although I really don't want to say that - but the more I know Artis, the more I am sure that he may be the traitor who joined the Vilka." Fetov shook his head.

"He said some very inappropriate words and did some very inappropriate things. If it weren't for his outstanding talent and his mentor Libao, perhaps we would have kicked him out of the Oak Ring long ago."

Lane caught the key words in Feitov's words: "His talent is outstanding?"

Fetov nodded: "Yes, so even if Artis is not a traitor, the fallen druid has someone else - the traitor who subdued Artis must be surprisingly powerful, Lann, you must be sure when you deal with him be careful."

Lan thought for a while, hoping to know more details: "How is Attis's talent so outstanding?"

Feitov took a deep breath: "First of all - he is a magic source."

——

On the vast sea, a small transport boat broke through the waves and was heading towards Little Skellige Island.

There were no more than fifteen people on board, and the first one was dressed as a knight. The coat of arms on his body is divided into two colors of red and blue on the left and right, and in the middle is a hybrid monster with the upper body of an eagle and the lower body of a fish.

At this moment, the knight is loudly encouraging his subordinates: "We have obtained accurate information: the evil witcher Gerd is currently in the Little Skellige Islands. He has taken refuge in a pirate lord named Torgil, and now It is a great time for us to punish him!"

The knight was very emotional, but there were very few people responding. They were all listless and demoralized.

"Chasteker, our leader is Knight Charimil, he is dead... and I have long wanted to say that with the current situation in the northern border, even Redania will be on good terms with Skellige, We are now attacking for the personal grievances of the Duchess, are we..."

The knight named Chastaink yelled and kicked the dissident soldier off the boat, causing a wave of surprise among the rest.

"Go to his northern border and Redania, we, the Principality of Aksi, don't care! That demon hunter named Ged, that disgusting mutant, dared to refuse the solicitation of the lady countess, and went to serve the despicable The usurper. Even if he ran to the city of the golden tower in Nilfgaard, I will hunt him down to the end!"

"Charimer died for the Countess and won his glory." The knight shouted righteously, "and I, Chasteker of Bravikan, will defend my glory with my life!"

Chastaink issued an impassioned declaration, and because of the action he had just kicked people off the boat, the others dared not ignore him and could only respond reluctantly.

They rowed vigorously to Little Skellige. And the Cavaliers tirelessly continued their tirade, continuing to "boost morale."

Suddenly, a sailor exclaimed, "Chasteker, there is a storm at sea! And... there is a small boat in the storm!"

Chasteker's rant came to an abrupt end.

After looking at the bow of the ship, he turned back confidently:

"Never mind it! There's nothing stopping us from going to Little Skellige!"

"You don't understand! You pampered idiot in the palace, a storm of this level is enough to capsize a warship! Only Skellige's dragon boat can be safe and sound!"

With a yelp, Chastak kicked the man into the sea again, then drew his sword and pointed at the little figure dangling in the storm.

"Don't try to deceive me, you cowardly fool! Even small sailboats can be safe in the sea, how can this kind of storm overturn our transport ship?"

The sailor who was kicked off the boat by him did not come up again, leaving only a string of air bubbles to surface.

However, within a few breaths, another sailor exclaimed:

"Chastec!"

The knight turned his head back with a ferocious face, and looked at the sailor who made the sound.

The other party swallowed, adjusted his tone, and said, "That storm and that boat seem to be coming towards us..."

As the sailors spoke, the deck beneath their feet began to shake violently.