From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

At Easter's coronation banquet, Bran's serious face attracted everyone's attention.

Although the patriarchs of the seven major families were still absent, he continued: "The ascension of the new king means the abdication of the old king. My throne itself was inherited from my elder brother, and it is only natural to hand it back to him now. In addition——I have one more thing to confess under the witness of everyone.”

Seeing everyone's surprised eyes because of the word "repentance", Bran sighed: "During my reign, because of my inability to discipline my family and the lack of supervision within the family, I have caused irreparable damage to the archipelago. loss. It is a shortfall in my honour, and I must admit it in the presence of all.”

Hearing Bran's words, Svanrigi clenched his fist behind him.

Bran took a deep breath, his face was painful but he still said loudly: "Before, the berserkers of the Svalblo sect attacked my castle and hurt my guests. After my screening, I have confirmed that the enemy is from my family The inside is my wife..."

...

A loud movement suddenly interrupted Bran's words.

A fiery portal opens in the center of the hall. The gust of wind blew up the robes of the onlookers into small sails, causing a commotion at the scene.

Lann's body suddenly glowed emerald, and then a golden light appeared next to Bran who was only one step away from the portal. The sword of the Lake Maiden was unsheathed; other participants also pulled out their waists by reflex. longsword, handaxe, and short hammer.

It was really the sneak attack of the Vilkas that made everyone afraid that there would be another accident after the banquet.

However, an acquaintance appeared in the portal - Feitov.

The wise mentor of the Oak Land, the senior physician who forcibly extended the life of Svan Ridge, and the powerful sky master who can manipulate the weather. If Lan remembers correctly, he went to Udvik Island to find the mentor of Atis, who was suspected of being a fallen druid.

But now he was ragged and pale, as if he had suffered a terrible defeat.

Lane was startled suddenly, and suddenly thought: Lord Harold, who has not yet arrived, seems to belong to Udvik Island?

In the next second, Feitov had no druid demeanor, and shouted anxiously:

"Udvik Island has been attacked. Harold's life and death are unknown. The druids stationed there... all died!"

"The ice giant woke up from a deep sleep. It brought sea monsters all over the sky, water ghosts everywhere, and carrion demons to attack towns and villages. The Todaloch family... is about to perish!"

...

Although Udvik is not the largest and most prosperous island in Skellige, it was once the most attractive island for travelers. It has a great location, great views and top-notch local cuisine.

Although the ice giant has always existed on Udvik Island, it likes to hibernate, and it sleeps for tens of hundreds of years. This time span is enough for two or three generations. And although the ice giants will wreak havoc every time they wake up, compared with natural disasters such as wars, family conflicts, tsunamis and landslides, the ice giants seem to be nothing.

Anyway, the ice giants had only been wreaking havoc on Udvik Island before, and had nothing to do with the affairs of other families. After the Todaloch family who managed Udvik Island organized several failed sieges against the ice giants, it was nothing.

On the contrary, some young people are very interested in this, eager to slaughter giants, and become the object of poetry and praise-in the end, they all become one of the evidences that confirm the ferocity of giants.

Until not long ago—Lann now knows that the so-called "prelude to the convergence of the celestial and sphere" appeared—the ice giant woke up, and ran for more than half of the archipelago by relying on ice magic and incomprehensible proficiency in water, After causing unprecedented destruction, the other six families realized the seriousness of the matter.

It's a pity that when they decided to start discussing sending troops to encircle and suppress the ice giant, they just ran into the election of the king's competition again, so the patriarchs couldn't urinate in a pot.

Then came the remnants of the Svalblo sect.

In short, the "more important things" that continue to appear have repeatedly shelved the plan to encircle and suppress the ice giants.

Facts have proved that although the patriarchs are aware of the danger of the ice giant, but this awareness is not deep enough-until now.

It was as if a bomb had been dropped in the center of the banquet, and the atmosphere was immediately detonated. Fetov's embarrassed look and what he said scared everyone.

Udarek, who had always been pale and lost his mind, was so frightened that he sat down on the ground; Juta, who was the new patriarch, puffed out his chest as if trying to calm himself down, but his right hand was involuntarily clutching his sword tightly. handle; even the mature and stable Dona, the hand holding his beard trembled slightly at this moment.

"Mr. Fetov, no offense intended..." Crazy Lugo swallowed, hesitating to make a sound. To the respected Druid, he was very polite, "But are you injured too badly?"

"What you said is too unbelievable. The Todaloch family is about to perish? The druid masters have all died. This news is too..."

Fetov interrupted him angrily: "Lugo! I don't care how crazy you were before, but now is not the time!"

The old druid looked around angrily: "We don't have much time, we need to...ahem!"

Fetov was obviously also seriously injured. There were obvious bloodstains on his body, coupled with his agitation, his whole body broke out into a cough that seemed to vomit out his lungs.

Fortunately, someone took his words and did not make Feitov's situation worse.

"We need immediate support," East said.

Only one of the remaining six patriarchs was able to remain calm.

East, wearing the iron crown, walked quickly to Feitov and looked around:

"There is no doubt that we are now facing an unprecedented crisis. The enemy we have been ignoring has dealt us the heaviest blow when we least expect it. We are about to lose our partner who has accompanied us for thousands of years - Todaro He Family!"

"We cannot just watch this happen. As the king of Skellige, I am obliged to protect my vassals; and as descendants of Hamdor, we are obliged to protect our brothers!"

...

Seeing his uncle's movements, Kratz naturally followed behind him to show his support.

Lan and Bran looked at each other, and they held the weapons at their waists together, showing their attitudes.

The patriarchs did not question Feitov's news, nor were they able to watch the tragedy happen with a cold eye. It was just that the news came so suddenly that it took some time to digest it. Now that East stood up, it greatly shortened their thinking process, as if a backbone suddenly appeared and directly told them the next direction to go.

"The soldiers of the Tursek family can gather immediately—Bran!" Easter turned his head and ordered, "I need you now."

Bran obeyed his brother's order, nodded heavily, and turned to gather his own family's soldiers.

Lan also turned around and called House, asking him to gather the witchers, attendants, and soldiers from Cintra.

"Master Feitov, I still need to continue to work hard for you." Easter then said seriously to the Druid who had just returned, "You still need to inform the other masters of the Oak Ring to help them come and rescue the various patriarchs. At the same time, it is obviously too late to go to Udvik Island by boat now, we need to use the portal to send a group of soldiers there first."

Fetov shook his head: "I've already done that."

As soon as the words fell, more portals were opened in the hall, and suddenly there was a strong wind.

East raised his hands to cover his eyes to block the wind pressure, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

The druid advisors enshrined by each family had already arrived here. They quickly found their patriarch in the crowd, and after a brief explanation of the situation, they opened the portal again to bring them back to the territory, and began to dispatch troops.

But there were three other bearded druids left at the scene, obviously they were going to open the portal to let the advance troops pass.

However, this amount is far from enough.

Feitov sighed: "The portal requires experienced spellcasters to be able to cast it freely, and it cannot exist for a long time if it is cast solely by the druid's senior magic power without the assistance of magic materials in advance."

East frowned: "How many soldiers can we transport?"

Feitov and his three companions looked at each other: "About five hundred people."

East nodded: "That is to say, the large troops still have to go there by boat... 500 people are enough as an advance force, at least try to preserve the blood of the Todaroch family as much as possible, and evacuate the civilians on the island .”

Bran handed over his token to Svan Ridge, asked his son to arrange for the assembly of family soldiers, and then hurried back, just in time to hear the conversation between Fetov and East.

He hurriedly said: "Brother, you are the king now, don't take the lead. Let me lead the advance troops."

East looked at his younger brother, and shook his head firmly: "Because I am the king now, I must be there as soon as possible. The king of the islanders should stand by all while he is still able to hold a sword. Where soldiers can see, you should know, Bran."

Seeing his brother's firm eyes, Bran bowed his head in silence.

"Don't worry, I'm with my uncle. You've seen my abilities. If it doesn't work, I can bring him back intact." Lan stepped forward and comforted Bran, "And I'm still here. I'll take all the master witchers, they're the best at dealing with monsters, and you'll be fine."

Fortunately, Colgrim and the others were not there. If he heard Lann's words, he would have to wave his hands and deny things like "I and you are not the same kind of witcher".

...

But Lane wasn't the only witcher at the scene.

"Then let Gerd follow." An old voice broke into their conversation.

Looking back, Thorgil took a step forward. Obviously, he had already communicated with his valued demon hunter friend: "Ged is particularly good at a defensive spell. Lann, you must know what it is. Even the most powerful Even a crossbow can't hurt his skin, so he will definitely be able to protect East."

The bear sent the demon hunter to tear off the fabric on his arm, revealing the muscled arm like a rock, even the giant bear paled in comparison.

Then he and Lan looked at each other and grinned: "That's an ice giant. I've never seen one since I came to Skellige."

...

The sea breeze was blowing, and the white waves beat against the shore, making a thunderous sound. Milky fountains rise again and again from the crevices of the rocks, turbulent like the hearts of sailors.

Lann led the Sintra Guards, which has rich experience in fighting monsters, and gathered together with the elite fighters sent by the Tursek family, and then four mentor-level druids mobilized their magic power to open the portal as a The advance troops disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Afterwards, Bran assembled the rest of the large army, leaving Svan Rij garrisoned in the castle to maintain basic order, and took the dragon boat to Udvik Island for follow-up support.

The role of the advance force is to save the Todaloch family as much as possible and evacuate the civilians on the island. And the follow-up troops assembled by Bran and the others have only one task - to kill the ice giant, and completely end this monster that has plagued the archipelago for thousands of years since the celestial spheres converged!

"Go ahead, Bran, and wash your shame away with the monster's head, and I'll take care of Svanridge."

The elder of the Tursek family, Lord Torgil nicknamed "Blood Red" patted Bran on the shoulder hard.

"If it weren't for my age, I would be a burden to you if I went there. I really want to chop off something from the giant with an axe, even if it's a finger!"

Bran solemnly asked the old lord to take care of his son and help manage the affairs of Little Skellige when he was away. Then he boarded the dragon boat with his family's iron guards, raised the sails, and broke through the waves.

At the same time, warships appeared one after another in the straits between the islands and Udvik Island, with sails of different colors shining in the sun, and bronze shields with different coats of arms hanging on the sides of the ships. Also shiny.

This may be a great mobilization of unity that Skellige has not seen in the past century.

And on a highland coast in Little Skellige, a man with typical southern features observed these sailing dragon boats. He had a beard and a flush of surprise on his face.

He is an officer.

Behind him stood nearly a hundred well-trained soldiers, and beside him was a desperate sailor.

"This is indeed a coastline with an excellent view, thanks to you for pointing it out." The bearded officer smiled at the sailor with satisfaction.

The sailor had a bruised nose and swollen face, and his complexion was dark. He didn't know how to respond to the bearded officer's compliment.

However, before the sailor could think clearly, he saw the face of the bearded officer change, and in the frightened eyes of the sailor, he drew out his long sword and stabbed him in the neck.

Immediately behind the bearded officer, a soldier came out and pushed very cooperatively, and the dead sailor immediately fell to the bottom of the cliff.

Blood surged, but within a few breaths, he was swallowed by the blue sea. Then the corpse was pulled by something and quickly sank to the bottom of the sea, presumably it was a monster like a water ghost, they could quickly make the sins in the sea disappear.

The bearded officer took a deep breath and turned around: "Although I don't know what happened, the armaments of Little Skellige Island are obviously empty now, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us."

"Skellige is about to intervene in the North-South War, and we need to inflict heavy damage on it." The bearded officer gritted his teeth, "And we chose to attack Little Skellige Island, can anyone tell me why?"

"Because the Tursek family is the most shameless, evil, and cruel family!" Someone in the queue of soldiers responded immediately, "We want to avenge the city of the golden tower!"

When he was young, the blood-red Lord Thorgil once led Kratz, Easter, and Bran to sack Nilfgaard's current capital, the city of the golden tower. At that time, Tursek's two successive Patriarchs were still young, and "Sea Boar" Kratz was only a half-grown boy.

And Nilfgaard was just a small country at that time, and the soldiers present were all descendants of the victims of the looting, and even witnessed it. Therefore, compared with the situation of the Civil War, the banner of revenge can better stimulate their fighting spirit and morale.

"Someone suggested hiring a bounty hunter, but how can revenge be done through other people's hands. Besides, I have obtained information that the cruel Cintra lion is also on Little Skellige at the moment."

"This action is not in His Majesty's strategy, but I believe that our next action will be recorded in history and change the pattern of the mainland!" The bearded officer shouted, "Take my armor! Put on my armor! Your arms, let the Skelligs and the Cintras know - who is about to take their lives and bring them fear!"

In an instant, the flag of the Black Sun began to flutter over the archipelago, and the dull black armor was inlaid with gold trim, which began to reflect a cold light in the sun.

At the same time, in the tent behind them, pieces of tarpaulins were lifted, revealing ferocious monsters made of metal and solid wood. They are composed of black and gray tones, with huge iron chains around the sides, extending upwards, buckling on the winches and pulleys like minions and sharp teeth, ready to tear apart the prey that is about to appear, and release deadly force.

The giant trebuchet of Nilfgaard.

It takes more than ten years for a castle to be built, and then it can be preserved for thousands of years after careful repairs. But these catapults are enough to completely destroy them in one day.

The bearded officer solemnly put on his helmet and shouted loudly.

"By the Great Sun, all glory be to His Majesty Emperor Emhyr."

More voices sounded, overshadowing the noisy sea breeze between the cliffs.

"Great sun above! All glory to His Majesty Emperor Emhyr!"