Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 316: 315 free swallow

Chapter 316: 315 free swallow

Chapter 316 315. Free Swallow

Lan En listened and shook his head slightly.

From the perspective of a liberal arts student who took the college entrance examination and is a history buff, Aisna should indeed accept a robber as her friend.

Although it is humiliating and dangerous, after the overall gap between tree spirits and humans reaches this point, this is a strategy that must be accepted.

But on the other hand, no one is qualified to persuade the dryads to accept the cooperation of those who want to exterminate their race.

No one is qualified.

After Vesemir was speechless for a while, he asked straightforwardly: "What about my mission, Ms. Aisna?"

"I will listen to what you have to say, but this does not mean that I have any interest in what you say. I just want to make it easier for you to report to King Wenslav, showing that you have done your best and deserve the reward you deserve. Only Thats all.

"Greatful."

Vesemir knew that he could not change the mind of the Dryad Queen. He was just an old witcher, and he should only focus on his mercenary money.

Suddenly, his mitten-covered palm grasped Geralt's forearm beside him without leaving any trace.

The old witcher was very familiar with the apprentice he brought out. Before Geralt opened his mouth, Vesemir already knew that he wanted to speak.

Normally, Geralt always listens to the old mans experience, which is completely different from another foul-mouthed and arrogant wolf witcher.

But this time it was different. Vesemir did not hold Geralt down.

That child, Ms. Eisna! What to do with that child?

Why are you asking this? Eisna looked at Geralt with cold eyes, You know exactly what she will do.

But she is not an ordinary farm girl, she is a princess!

Princess or queen, it doesnt matter in Broccolion, and no one cares. If you want to talk about it again.

Asina said this, she looked at the young man.

For Lan Ens sake, I will give you a chance to watch the ceremony tonight. Its up to you whether you come or not.

The dryad queen, who was slender but huge and majestic, walked out of the room after finishing speaking, leaving only four men.

Vesemir and Geralt both frowned, looking troubled and serious.

Lann stood leaning against the wall with his arms folded, his expression not distressed, just a little hesitant.

The atmosphere fell into silence, and everyone was struggling and depressed in their own hearts.

Until the knight on the bed spoke hesitantly.

Um, you, are you really Lan En of Cintra, [Hunter Lord]?

That tone was full of embarrassment that made you want to curl your toes.

After hearing this, Lan En broke away from his thoughts and glanced at Jazz lying on the bed.

The wounded man's body felt tense involuntarily.

"Yes, sir. I am the 'damn [Hunter]' you said. But you don't have to put on that expression. I won't draw my sword and chop you just because you said a few words lightly. "

Actually, if my behavior really gets you into trouble, then I think its normal for you to complain.

Baron Bodrog looked strange and lay down again in the nursing position that Lan En had placed for him.

Maybe it was the rumors that distorted the character and style of [Hunter Lord] into a brutal and ferocious look. Now when he saw a beautiful, handsome and reasonable person, the sense of absurdity even overcame the panic.

The interaction between Jazz and Lan broke the silent atmosphere in the room.

Geralt's paralyzed face had a rare expression of upset. "Lan, old Aisna seemed to have a different eye on you just now. I don't want to ask what the situation is. I just want to ask, um. Can you take Ciri away? Take out Broklon?"

The young man raised his eyebrows.

Ms. Eisna in front of you, but old Eisna behind your back, right?

How dare you say that when you are in Broccolions treehouse! Everyone can hear it, okay?

Before Lann could answer, Vesemir interrupted Geralts questioning.

"I stopped you just now, White Wolf. Why do you continue to talk and question Eisna in front of her? Do you know how dangerous this is? You and I almost couldn't get out of this forest!"

That concerns Ciris future. She cannot become a dryad.

"Yes, I admit that the little girl is quite cute. But I have to consider your safety first, White Wolf!"

Vesemir grabbed the slit of the mail plate on Geralt's shoulder and forced him to look at him. The tone was like an old father scolding his son who refused to change despite repeated admonitions.

"Geralt, I am here just for a mission! A mission that is no different from killing water ghosts or evil ghosts! Just make money and leave, it's as simple as that. But when you come, the nature has changed! First of all, I want to Take care of you! I will never allow it."

I will never allow you to do stupid things in front of me! Do you hear me clearly?!

This is the first time Lan En has seen this kind-faced old man really angry after meeting Vesemir.

Geralt, the cold-faced evil man, lowered his head under the stars of the old man's spit, not even daring to look directly into his eyes.

But at the same time, Geralt stubbornly tightened his lips, refusing to admit his mistakes as the 'unrepentable son'.

The situation came to a standstill, and the solid atmosphere made the Baron almost crawl out of the room regardless of his injuries.

But a pair of big hands with studded leather gloves pressed directly on Vesemir's hand and Geralt's shoulder, and the strong force forced the two to separate.

"There's no need to be so nervous, Vesemir. Esna won't do anything to you. Geralt just said a few words."

Even for my sake, you will come out of the forest safely.

Lan thought to himself.

After calming down the angry Vesemir, Lan turned back to Geralt.

If Eisna kept Ciri just to expand the race, I would be sure to let him go. But the problem is, Geralt.

At this point, the young man's cat eyes looked seriously at the other person's cat eyes that were already blooming with joy.

Im not sure that Ciris life will be good after she walks out of the forest?

"What do you mean? She is the princess of Sintra. Of course she will live a well-fed and carefree life after she goes out!"

Yes, Im sure Ill have good food and clothing. But be carefree?

Lan En asked rhetorically.

While she is enjoying herself, she has to marry an annoying person and have children. If she is really someone who can accept this situation just for the sake of her wealth, thats it. But, do you think thats the case with Ciri?

Geralt was speechless for a moment.

He thought of everything in the past few days, the disapproving tone of the little guy with gray hair and green eyes when he talked about the palace, and the joyful laughter when he was running freely in the forest. No.

There are many people in this world who are willing to sleep with and have children with someone they don't even like for the sake of good clothing, food, wealth, and wealth.

But thats definitely not Ciri!

She is a free swallow. If she has to live in a gold birdcage to be materially wealthy, then she is willing to forage for food and take risks by herself.

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