Chapter 116 That woman! Geralt, who has no feelings, is finally scared

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the study room, and Mossak appeared in the study room with the portal.

"I found Triss, Lann, your dream is right." Mossack sighed, "I found her in her secret laboratory, and I didn't expect her to... be so injured."

I would think of the girl I met in the laboratory. If Lane hadn't done psychological construction for Mossack in advance, the old druid wouldn't even recognize that he was his former friend.

"I took her to Dun Canal to heal, are you going to see it? If you want her to join us in the future, now is the best time for you to meet her."

Lann looked at the portal in the air and swallowed with a pale face: "I don't care... It's mainly because Xiri is there, after all, she needs to learn magic from the warlock..."

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The center of Brochron Forest, Dun Canal, the word meaning "Oak Land" in the ancient word.

Tris felt that the burning feeling of the flames seemed to remain on her skin, and she even felt that the flames on her body had not yet been extinguished, although she understood that this was just an illusion.

Accompanied by a faint burning sensation, a cool and gentle current of water washed Triss's body at the same time. The interweaving of cold and hot made her feel unbearable pain and itchy.

She heard the sound of women talking around her, including adults and children.

Poor Geralt, I don't know what he is going to face.

If the sorcerer hadn't eaten the Akshifa Seal, he would have pinched it in his hand long ago.

"But I've heard rumors..."

"I need to contact other warlocks to pass on the news that I still survived. At the same time, I also need their magic to speed up the healing of my body and repair my appearance..."

"Lann, are you going to go in and see her? That seriously injured sorcerer."

This sound makes people feel calm.

After it took her a long time to get used to the brightness around her, she suddenly heard the sound of iron boots stepping on the ground in her ears.

Geralt has been very close to the craftsmen in Brochron Town recently.

Lann looked at the sorcerer with a large number of burns on his skin in front of him, and looked sympathetic: "I'm not dead, Tris. You are the same, you won't die."

Lane noticed the words of the White Wolf and sighed.

This is a future event. At this time, he would like to communicate with Tris more: "You have heard my rumors, and I have also heard your rumors: Fourteen warlocks have passed away by Soden Mountain, and you are one of them."

"Agrace, will she be fine?" Tris heard another little girl's voice.

"Don't worry, the fourteenth person on Soden's mountain, Broccion Water is not only magic, it also has a gift from nature, which is the effect of herbs."

Amid the whisper, Lane just held Tris's hand, holding Brochron's Spring with the other hand, watering Tris's body in a mess.

"Are you awake?" A gentle voice sounded in my ears, and the sound seemed to be the leaves blown by the summer wind to calm down:

So Lannister's retainers naturally would not allow Xiri to rush to Kelmohan with bare hands, they had to prepare some other luggage.

"I found you, Triss, I found you. Now you are saved." Lane reached into the spring and held Triss's hand.

"And Agrace is similar, why are the tree spirits like this? Lann, can you go in with your eyes blindfolded?"

She stared at Lane, who was still smiling and flattered her mouth: "She is not wearing clothes now... Lane, is she really important? For the future, for Sintra, for us?"

Lane held Xiri into her arms and touched her little head that was tall at her waist: "Does Trisse look bad?"

Immediately afterwards, magic fluctuations in the air were generated, and Tris felt that the water soaked in her own body suddenly clinging to her wounds as if she had her own consciousness.

Xiri suddenly slapped Lane's hand and took two steps back and said angrily: "Don't treat me as a child anymore, especially you!"

Mossak finally couldn't help laughing this time.

Lane nodded: "It's very important. You have to have a good relationship with her, and she will be one of your magic teachers in the future. Believe me, you will fall in love with her in the future."

Blonde hair as dazzling as the sun, cheeks as bright as statues, and eyes as majestic as lions.

Mossak took a step back with a kind smile, touching his beard while watching the conversation between two lions, one big and one small.

Compared to several skill points, this strange healing method is more strategic to Lann.

Lann nodded and agreed, "This is nothing. I'll call Mossak in. He has a magic device to contact your warlock. Just tell him."

【Discover the source of magic】

It was the sound of the battle boots protecting the shin. This sound made Tris, who had just retreated from the battlefield, feel frightened. She used all her strength to turn her eyes and see a man.

But she still said, "Okay, you go in. She definitely needs comfort now."

This time Geralt did not object, and even wanted to get a few more sets back. Although the Wolf Pian lives in the big castle, he couldn't even get the money for repairing the roof.

Tris noticed the words used by these two people. Brochron Water? Is this the Brochron Forest? The two around him are tree spirits, but what does the little princess mean? The tree spirit queen has children again?

Tris tried hard to open her eyes to see the surroundings, but she couldn't gather any strength.

"Yes, little princess."

In the Brochron spring water, Tris finally gathered a little strength to open her eyes. Her eyes that had not received light for a long time were stinged by the sunlight cast through the leaves for a moment.

Xiri nodded: "Sorry, I hope she gets better soon."

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"No, don't let him in." Triss's voice suddenly became weaker, "I don't want others to see what I am now..."

"I have also screamed in despair and no one responded, and I have also struggled in pain day after day. Now I have survived, and so are you, Triss. Those who cannot kill us will only make us stronger."

Lane sat cross-legged by the pool, splashed water and gently poured it on Tris' wound.

Then the old housekeeper asked the craftsmen from Brochron Town to create training protective gear for Xili. Considering the little girl's physical development, the craftsmen were preparing to tailor a complete set that could be replaced every time.

"I was shot by an arrow...and then there was a flame lit up my skirt, and then a soldier's dagger...Lann, I screamed in the lab for several days and no one noticed me..."

Of course, if one day Lane is strong enough and the tree spirits are no longer useful to Lane or even say they have a frustration, then these Brochron waters will not be able to escape from his palm.

Tris' soft palm grabbed the hard touch, and the struggling body gradually calmed down.

Fortunately, Tris's emotions finally calmed down and she was exhausted. Her consciousness became confused and she said unintentionally: "What you have experienced, you understand me..."

"Lan?" Triss's voice was a little confused. She had heard the rumors of the people in front of her. "So that's it... am I dead?"

At first, Ens prepared casual clothes, dresses and skirts for various occasions, but Geralt refused expressionlessly.

After a few minutes, it seemed as if rationality suddenly returned, and Tris's eyes suddenly became clear: "Lann, I need you to do me a favor."

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"What's wrong, are there new guests?"

"But she was not wearing clothes." Xiri wrinkled her cute nose, "Although it was not beautiful, she was not wearing clothes."

Lane controlled her voice as low as possible, and even pressed a little bubble sound. According to Xiri's description, she especially liked this sound, and once hoped that she could use this sound to listen to bedtime stories.

Although it was planned to take Xili back to Kelmohan, the difference from the original work is that Xili did not escape at this time, but went to take refuge, or "studying".

He glanced at the busy tree spirit doctor Aigrace, and Aizna, who had no idea that he must be watching silently, gave up the tempting idea of ​​absorbing all the Brocclon water in this pool.

For some reason, the fear that Tris had emerged from his heart before suddenly disappeared again.

Outside, Lann, who had just arrived at Oak Land, was holding the tree and retching, and Mossack stroked his back with a funny look on his face.

Lane wiped his mouth and nodded.

Xiri looked at the sorcerer who had been soaked in the spring for a while, lowered her head and left in a hurry.

Hearing Lann's explanation, Xiri's mouth pouted higher.

"With our kind little princess coming to bless her, she will definitely recover as soon as possible."

"Don't use potions..." Tris screamed in despair, "I'm allergic to potions..."

"Soden Mountain..." Triss' expression suddenly became confused, and then painful memories surged up, and her body, which should have been powerless, even began to struggle slowly.

After saying that, Xili suddenly stepped forward and pushed Lanen hard. The Lion Eye Demon Hunter cooperated and took two steps back. Otherwise, with his steady lowering, Xili was afraid that he would have been thrown to the ground by the reaction force.

When Geralt returned to the temporary residence of the Lord, he saw Lane explaining what happened to Ens. It sounded like he was going to arrange a room.

"Sit." Lanen took Bailang back to his study room, reached out to signal, and said in a polite tone.

Only he knew that he was holding back his laughter at this moment.

"Geralt, I'll tell you something next, don't be afraid."

Lann's expression was indescribably serious. So Geralt looked at the glowing lion's eyes and his expression became solemn.
Chapter completed!