Chapter 106 Follow the steps of the lion and go to Brocclon! (Introduction to join the group with one click, welcome to chat)

The girl turned a deaf ear to the movements of Black Wind. She ran to the side and carefully pulled out the griffin steel sword that Lane had thrown out at the beginning, and rubbed blood on Nifga's soldiers.

This smooth movement made Lane raise his eyebrows slightly.

The girl respectfully handed the steel sword to Lanen with both hands and said, "Two years ago, you were in the capital of the country to help the weak. At that time, my father wanted me to go to the Rose Garden to sing poems and do work to supplement the family income, but I wanted to become a teacher.

You heard about my plight from others in the tavern and helped me teach my father a lesson. Not only did you not accept any penny, but you also asked me to ask the qualified literature teacher to accept me as a student."

Lanen thought about it and found that this was indeed the case. It was a side mission he had just traveled through time. He helped others and gained experience while gaining a lot of emotional value. Before meeting troublemakers, he even became a little addicted to it.

The girl's speaking speed is getting faster and faster: "It is because of your help that I can teach children's knowledge here today. I am singing poems to children now. I am still presenting them with "Rites and Religions of the Northerners" and "The Wisdom of the Prophet Lebioda"..."

She seemed to be a child who reported her work to the leader, eager to get praise: "There are many people like me, and the people of Sintra remember your love. When Queen Karanser announced your death, we gathered together to cry for you, pray for you, and recite your name together. Unexpectedly, you are really back, at this critical moment..."

Lann heard the girl's words become more and more outrageous. Now he cares about his relatives and friends, so he interrupts the girl and asks: "When did the Nifgaards come? Have you seen Princess Ciri or Mossak consultant?"

Lann believed that Shiri and Mossak would not ignore the Lannister family after their "death". If they find them, they will definitely be able to find their servants and housekeepers.

Fins said again: "When the lion heard the prayer of the royal family, he gave his strength to the highest knight among all the dead heroes, and gave him the power-that is Lord Lannister, who possessed the power of the lion. No, he was the lion!"

It is more appropriate to describe them as "refugees" now, because they no longer have villages. Young and strong people are rare in the crowd, because the young men all take up weapons to fight against Nifgaard. Most of the here are thin people who were left by the invaders to beat and have fun, bullied women, and children who are hidden because of their short figures.

After thinking about it, Lane ordered again: "If you see other refugees, tell them to flee to the north, because the Niphgads came from the south. And there are still our remaining troops in the north, and perhaps Marshal Visaikid, who will protect you."

The refugees looked blankly at the devastated village destroyed by Nifgaard. Their homes were gone. If they continued to stay here, the Nifgaards who would come back would take their lives again.

The girl's eyes became brighter: "When I arrived at the northernmost part of Sintra, I would like to celebrate your name with the refugees, and the people there would protect us. I understand, go there, you have a greater mission, don't care about us."

The refugees muttered: "Lord Lannister is a lion..."

Lane was anxious after hearing the girl's words. From his perspective, he could see the collapsed wall of the castle from afar. Mossak used such power, which showed that a huge danger must have occurred.

The girl Finsi suddenly laughed, as bright as the sunshine. She said, "Didn't you all see it just now? Lord Lannister has golden lion eyes and golden hair, just like our national emblem."

Fensi knelt gently, folded his hands together and placed them on his chest, and closed his eyes to pray: "May the lion lead us to your safe arms, hold us tightly with light, and protect us from the erosion of our souls by the black sun of the empire."

Lane nodded with satisfaction again. He was most afraid that refugees would not be able to communicate. The girl saved him a lot of trouble. He continued: "That's right. If you haven't met our soldiers all the way, go to Brocilon, which is my territory, and they will protect you by reporting my name. And it is the northernmost in Sintra and the safest. I'm sorry I can't escort you personally now. I have more important things to do."

Fensi said with a grudge: "Hasn't the lion already pointed out the way for us? Wouldn't we just follow the lion?"

"It's exactly the same as the one drawn on the Gent card..."

Fins said loudly, and as she told her, all the refugees' eyes became brighter and brighter. The crying stopped tears, the confused people cleared their eyes, and the praying people gradually looked in the direction of Lane's departure.

After seeing Lane nodding, the girl's eyes burst into dazzling light. She seemed to have received an agreement and seemed to have been directed: "I will go to find other refugees who suffered in the war and lead them to the north."

Fins turned in place, allowing everyone to see the three lions's emblem on the flag he was wearing, as if showing off the robes given by God.

Facing the girl's question, he nodded with an almost perfunctory attitude, and then said, "You can escape quickly, and take your family or friends to escape quickly, so that they will not come back."

Although he and Xiri survived in the original work, what if something unexpected happens? Moreover, the rest of the Lannister family are now truly unknown to life and death.

"The Nifgads came yesterday. They broke through the castle this afternoon. I heard a huge explosion from the castle. Maybe it was the power of the consultant Mossak, and I don't know where the princess was going..."

The girl looked at Lan En's back in a daze, her eyes unblind.

"When I was a tutor in the capital, I often heard servants and even the ladies from noble families praying-"

"Look at these Niphgadians on the ground. If it weren't for the lions, who could have dealt with so many soldiers at the same time? And those lion eyes are evidence! So are the fire and wind on the ground!

Lord Lannister died a year ago, but he was the highest knight ever in Sintra, so in the moment of national crisis, he is back, breaking free from death, power given by the Three Lions!”

Someone wondered: "Is that Lord Lannister? Didn't Queen Carranser say that he was given to the Nifgaards in Toustente..."

The girl spoke lower and lower, and suddenly asked, "Are you a lion now?"

If it were the past, these bloody things would scare the people. But looking at the village that had been robbed for a day would only make people feel very happy.

"What's wrong with those eyes? How did Lord Lannister become like this, and the fire on the ground and the wind just now..."

The refugees suddenly remained quiet for a moment. They looked at the girl who was lying on the verbal, and were surprised and puzzled: "What a lion, what is the north, Xiao Fensi, what are you talking about?"

Hearing the voices of the refugees, the girl suddenly withdrew her gaze and said firmly: "Let's go to the north and go to Brocilon. Lord Lannister has turned into a lion of Sintra to save us, and we must follow his steps."

Someone kneeled down powerlessly, while others prayed and cried to the sky.

They faced the direction of Lann leaving, and were surprised and confused.

Fins said, "That is the prayer of the royal family. Will their faith be wrong?"

She pointed to the direction of Lanen's departure, and then to the burnt corpses and limbs on the ground.

Lane nodded to the girl, pulled the reins, and rode far ahead in the direction of the capital.

The refugees nodded, as if they gradually understood everything: "Yes, that's right!"

The girl spread her arms and whispered loudly: "Just like this. Where the lion walks, it will bring death to the Niphragudans with fire and wind! Follow the lion's pace and we can reach the north!"

Someone also murmured: "That's right, it's Lord Lannister. I have accepted his favors and I will never forget him in my life."

“Where should we go, what should we do?”

The burning Nifgaard soldiers crackled on the ground until the flames on their bodies gradually faded, and some villagers who had originally lived in the village had gathered here.

People with a brain asked Fenth, and they began to feel that all the questions Fenth could answer: "What should we do now? Go north and go to Brochron? How should we avoid the soldiers of Nifgaard?"

"Ah. Are you coming back to save the princess, for the continuation of Sintra's bloodline?" The girl seemed to understand something and said:

Someone even began to pray: "May the lion lead us to your safe arms, hold us, and protect us..."

"In Brocclon, we celebrate the name of the lion together, where there will be someone to protect us, and where we will build our new country!"

More and more people shouted with Fenth, and they quickly packed their luggage and set off on the road with the weapons of the Nifgads. Whenever they encountered new refugees, they would tell the refugees about their experiences in their villages and tell them:

"Follow the pace of the lion."

"Go to Brocclon!"
Chapter completed!