"Perhaps you have been in the jungle for too long. But if you know a little bit about Cintra today, you should know that we are now holding on to Brokiron, and the dryads - they were once more squirrels than you.

The party still wants to be an extremely anti-human race - but now it has established a good friendship with us, and it is not an exaggeration to say that we are one."

"Not only that, I also invited my dwarf friends and halfling friends to settle in Cintra to give me strength. Racial barriers exist everywhere, but I hope that Cintra can become that unique place, a paradise, a place where I can

Pursue multiracial equality—at least where there is no discrimination.”

"And you, the Scoia'tael Party, have now become the biggest driver of racial conflicts. I have seen many peace-loving inhumans in the North pay for the blood debts you committed."

Lan said and pointed at the halfling who was looking at him warily: "Halflings are the most peace-loving race. I guess the reason why he joined the Scoia'tael must be 'the destruction of his homeland', but have you ever thought about it?"

Are those humans who destroyed his homeland just because of the Scoia'tael?"

Facing Lan's extremely aggressive words, Iorveth let out a light chuckle.

"Even if you awaken the ancient blood, you are still only human." The leader of the Scoia'tael sneered, "Do you want to persuade me to give up revenge and resistance? The elves in the past had underestimated the greed of humans, which led to

Today we are retreating to the Blue Mountains. Do you want to repeat your old tricks? Are you looking down on others!"

Lann shook his head: "What I said is what I saw and what I did. There is no conspiracy or trick. You can verify it."

"You know about the ancient blood, then you must also know that Laura Doran has the ability to predict, and this ability has been passed on to me." Lann pointed to his eyes, "In the future I see, you

What he did was harmful and useless.

Not only did you set off an indiscriminate massacre of non-human races by humans, dragging countless civilians down; the Scoia'tael themselves also became political victims. You fought for Nilfgaard, but ultimately became the elves and the empire to the north.

A compromised outcast."

This is the memory Lan En brought over from his previous life. In fact, there is nothing wrong with calling it a prophecy.

Looking at Iorveth whose face changed greatly, Lan smiled: "Yes, I know that the empire is behind you, and I even know that the elves of the Blue Mountains support you politically - you are not a spontaneous uprising. Troops and Revenge Army, I’m afraid your dwarf friends and halfling friends don’t know these, right? But I am the blood of the ancients, I know everything.”

The Scoia'tael camp is not big, and these words are enough for all the Scoia'tael members to hear. The Scoia'tael who didn't know the truth became slightly commotion when they heard this. They had no knowledge of the ancient blood, and they had nothing to say about Lann's words. Trust; what made them uneasy was the expression on Iorveth's face at this moment, which was a confirmation that Lan was telling the truth.

Iorveth was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lann waited patiently until the elf in front of him raised his head with difficulty and said: "You said... the Scoia'tael will become abandoned? All comrades will be abandoned?"

"I have told you many times, and now I will reiterate it again: I am here to save you." Lann said, "The battle on the top of Haji Fortress was just a greeting. I allowed you to escape unscathed. .Otherwise, even if you succeed in assassinating Henselt, you will not be able to come back here alive."

"We have long been prepared to sacrifice!"

"I know, I know... you are a group of Avengers. I understand, believe me." Lan shook his head, "But I have a better idea, do you know?"

The heir to the Ancient Blood said in a persuasive manner: "Killing a Henselt will only create a chaotic Kingdom of Kaedwen. Do you think this is enough? Is revenge enough just to alleviate the desire for revenge?"

"If you follow my plan, I can even let you own the entire Kaedwen."

…………

Lan lowered his voice. The other Scoia'tael could only see the opening and closing of his lips. After that, no third person could hear what he said to Iorveth.

But the Scoia'tael not far away could see the change in Iorveth's face, from hesitation, to heaviness, to uncertainty, and finally to a strange look that they couldn't describe.

"I know you will be hesitant about what I'm saying, and you can't make up your mind. You can go back and report to the people who are actually sitting on the high chairs, but I believe they will let you go according to my plan. "

Lann took a step back and said that he had finished speaking: "By the way, say hello to Ms. Valley Daisy for me. I look forward to meeting her."

Without waiting for Iorveth to answer, Lan released the [Teleportation] sensor and prepared to leave.

He was very confident that Iorveth would listen to his words.

"Lannister!" Iorveth said suddenly. He no longer called Lan by his racial name. "According to everything you said, you are helping us. Why are you doing this?"

Lann chuckled: "First of all, what I just told you is true. Regarding the elimination of racial discrimination in Sintra and even racial equality. I don't want your sins to be borne by my people in the end."

After saying this, Lan pointed to his eyes and said meaningfully: "Secondly, in the future I see, you will play a big role."

In the future I [see], it is also in the future I will [create].

But these words sounded very different to Iorveth. What is the future of Ancient Blood? Save the world. Will the Scoia'tael, or Iorveth himself, play a big role in the salvation process?

Unfortunately, after saying these words, Lan no longer waited for Iorveth's reaction. The emerald light rippled all over his body and disappeared along with the morning sunlight.

This time Iorveth looked carefully.

"It's not a portal, nor any known magic." He said to himself in a daze, "Is this magical teleportation ability... really the blood of the ancients?"

The Scoia'tael were confused and still searching for any traces of Rann.

Iorveth's adjutant slowly walked up to him, lowered his head and asked: "Iorveth, this matter..."

"Francesca must know." Iorveth suddenly came back to his senses and said decisively, "I want to go back to the Blue Mountains."

The adjutant showed a submissive expression and had no objection to the captain's decision: "Yes, Madam must know about this matter. We need guidance from 'Valley Daisy'..."

The reappearance of the ancient blood in the world is a major event for the elves; especially this ancient blood has achieved an unprecedented awakening. Thinking of the fragments in the prophecy, Iorveth felt dizzy in his head.

But before that, there are other things that Iorveth needs to deal with.

Lann just said too much information that the outside world didn't know, a lot of information that today's Scoia'tael members don't know. When Iorveth turned around, he saw the hesitation on the faces of his fellow Scoia'tael members.

A halfling hesitantly asked Iorveth: "Iorveth, who was that human just now? What is the blood of the ancients? Is everything he said true? Behind us is actually... from the south.

Is the Human Empire funding this?”

These confused Scoia'tael members include dwarves, halflings, gnomes, and even a few elves who have just returned from living among the people. Some of them indeed join the Scoia'tael for revenge, but most of them are "free" or "free" in their hearts.

Driven by the ideal of "racial liberation".

If the Scoia'tael are really just a political force supported by human forces with high-sounding reasons, then who are they?

Iorveth shook his head fiercely: "Everyone, this is very complicated. But please believe me, we are comrades who share life and death, and our ideals cannot be faked..."

The captain of the Scoia'tael wanted to continue explaining, but a voice suddenly interrupted -

"But if what the knight just said is true, your ideals don't seem to be as good as what he said about Sintra, right? At least he can speak out his ideas openly - racial equality, elimination of discrimination, and this

The process is full of reason and little blood."

Iorveth choked for a moment and was about to explain when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

This voice sounded very unfamiliar to him. It was definitely not the voice of any Scoia'tael member he knew. Moreover, the source of the voice was not in the camp, but came from the jungle behind him.

When? Who? Could it be that someone had just been eavesdropping on what he and others were talking about, but no one - including the ancient blood - noticed it?

A wave of cold air rose from Iorveth's tailbone, and he quickly picked up the weapon and turned around with quick reaction. The other members of the Scoia'tael also suppressed their doubts in the face of possible enemies and spoke in unison, forming a ruthless party.

Arrange to meet the enemy.

Then, they saw a human female figure slowly walking out of the forest, with the aura of a beast.

"What method did that knight use just now? Why did he disappear all of a sudden? I also want to talk to him about 'racial equality'."
Chapter completed!