Chapter 208 Xili wants to grow up quickly

Author: Panda's Big Wooden House

Chapter 208 Xili wants to grow up quickly

As one of the four major countries in the north, the Kingdom of Codwin is famous for its vast land and sparse population. Even its king Henset may not have been measured, so there are too many mystery on this land.

In the northernmost part of Codwin, one of the few forgotten corners in the world, part of the endless Blue Mountains is located in Kelmohan, the base camp of the Wolf Hunter School.

Today, this forgotten corner welcomes visitors again.

The fiery red portal spread in the air, and Lane first rode the black wind out. Without the onlookers of the Sintra people, there was no need for one person and one horse to tighten his expression. At this moment, they all turned pale and dizzy, and they were shaking and almost fell to the ground.

Following Lane was the Snake Sect foursome, and their condition was not much better than Lane.

Finally, Mossak walked out of the portal. He looked at the witch hunter in front of him happily, and stomped the heavy oak cane in his hand heavily, dissipating the portal behind him invisibly.

Kelmohan is also a place that needs to be kept confidential and does not accept inexplicable visitors. Therefore, Lane only brought such a few people on this trip, and even the servants did not follow him, so he was considered a visiting friend.

Kogrim sat down with a stone to relieve the dizziness that rushed straight to his forehead. With a force, he actually broke off a stone. He unconsciously handed the stone in front of him. In a trance, he saw the fossil-like pattern on it, and the lines connected to each other, depicting the shape of shells and fish.

"I must be too dizzy. The distance of this portal is too long... How can there be fossils of fish and shells on the Blue Mountain..."

Mossak looked at Kogrim with a funny look and said, "No, this is the ocean fossil. This mountain range used to be a vast ocean, but it was only after the evolution of the earth's crust that it is today. 'Kelmohan' means 'ancient sea fortress' in the ancient language."

The old druid took two steps forward and pointed at the castle in the mountains: "I have been here many times. I could have teleported you directly into the castle hall. But considering that you are all here for the first time, I think it would be better for you to see the whole picture of this fortress."

Following Mossack's fingers, the sights of the demon hunters (and the demon hunters) were projected over, and the purpose was a long mountain river, a winding crater road. Further up, there was a defensive wall that collapsed so that only the tripods remained, the remaining towers and gates, and the heavy and thick cylindrical main tower.

The castle almost merged with the snow-capped mountains, and faintly rendered the heavy feeling of human history shrouded everyone's hearts. The unrenovated city wall still retains traces of battle. Just looking at it, it seems that the sound of fighting that changes in the ears will be recalled.

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The Wolf School is the most peculiar school among all the witch hunters schools.

The normal witch hunter schools basically have their own characteristics. They will choose one or several techniques to study them according to their environment, life and combat needs.

The Cat Sect is good at swords, especially the agile light strikes, pursuing a fatal blow to people; the griffon studied magic seals, so it began to study magic. The masters in the school even surpassed the sorcerers in spell knowledge; the Sect is obsessed with poison and sword oil, and they carry forward these skills and can often kill people invisibly; the Bear Sect, which has not appeared, is said to be good at swords, but they like to do miracles vigorously, and have specialties in the defense [Qunn Seal].

And the Wolf Sect, they know everything. A mature Wolf Sect demon hunter can use swords to defeat long-standing swordsmen, and can also use sword oil and potions to make sufficient preparations before hunting. After actually starting hunting, they can skillfully use magic seals and bombs to help quickly kill enemies.

This kind of character of "knowing everything" is theoretically the most likely to have the protagonist.

The reason why the Wolf Sect learns so extensively is largely due to their history - the Wolf Sect is called the "orthodox inheritor of the Witch Hunter Cult", and the fact is the case.

After the founder of the witch hunter sect, the witch hunter sect, the witch hunter sect had conflicts due to the conflict of ideas, and then a large number of them ran around the world to establish schools.

The witch hunters who stayed with all the experimental equipment, mutation materials, and experimental notes, joined forces with the alchemists and warlocks who were willing to help them carefully clean up the witch hunter sect, and then arrived at the Blue Mountains and established the castle "Kelmohan" that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

They are the most standard witch hunters, not as extreme as the Cats, nor as selfless as the griffons. They adhere to the neutrality and doctrine of the mean, and do not do things in justice, but they will never get involved in politics, nor will they train apprentices on a large scale. The most prosperous wolf school has no more than fifteen witch hunters, and no more than thirty apprentices in all training.

But in Lann's eyes, these wolves are all a group of patients with borderline personality disorders, and may have a tendency to self-destruct.

The Wolf Sect can be said to have the most abundant resources, the most spell casters, and the most orthodox heritage among all schools, but they never seek development. Faced with the later rumors targeting the witch hunters, they never thought about going to calm down, and only wanted to prove themselves through time and action.

In the end, like the Griffon School, the Wolf School ushered in the covetousness of the warlock and the fear of the ruler. The mastermind behind the scenes incited the mob to attack Kelmohan and killed almost all the demon hunters, warlocks and alchemists in the castle. Only the last great mentor, Visemir, escaped.

When Visemir trained a new generation of Wolf-sected Demon Hunters, these Demon Hunters lacked recognition of their identity as Demon Hunters. They hated the mutation of the witch hunters who took most of their companions' lives and were very secretive of the pain they had suffered. They were unwilling to train the next generation of Demon Hunters, and even if they had several "unexpected sons" in the middle, they were unwilling to bring them back to train them.

In the end, even the great mentor Visemir surrendered. He destroyed the alchemy instruments used by most schools for mutations, and only sealed a small part of them to keep them as an idea. The wolf school eventually disappeared from the world in its original history.

But Lann knew that Vessemill, an old mentor who had experienced the heyday of the Wolf School, still hoped to revive the school in his heart. His attitude was more about his disheartenedness to the times and his surrender to painful memories of the past.

Lann hopes to reawaken the enthusiasm that only the sparks left in Visemir's heart.

Resor looked at the mottled city walls and the broken castle, and felt very emotional: "Can all the base camps of the witch hunters escape the destruction of being destroyed?"

Then the current leader of the Snake Sect looked at Lanen's back again. The lion-like young man was looking at the towering castle, with thousands of emotions mixed in his eyes. The sunlight hit his light golden half-length hair, and the light reflected was even more dazzling than the snow on the top of the mountain.

"The future of the witch hunter...is it here?"

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Tris is in Kelmohan at this moment. She is in charge of the magic courses in Xili as an assistant coach and Yennefa during the day. The red-haired sorcerer had communicated with Mossak in advance for a while to visit, so people in the castle knew that there would be visitors today.

For this reason, Xiri was not in a state all day today, and she almost took the Alchemy bomb class in the morning.

Her man was sitting in the classroom, but his heart had already flown into Lane's arms.

The windows and doors of the classroom were wide open, and suddenly the sound of horse hooves floated in from outside. Then Yennefa, who was teaching her, saw the rat-gray-haired girl wearing her griffin cloak like a gust of wind and rushed out of the door at a speed that was hard to see from the naked eye.

If it were normal, Yennifal would definitely start yelling in anger at this moment, and might even start to sarcastically at Geralt. But today she smiled and began to sip wine, leaned against the windowsill and looked at the group of people entering the yard.

The blonde knight walked into the outside world with a group of amber snake-eyed warriors wrapped in snow. The old white-haired witch hunter who walked out of the hall opened his arms and made a welcoming gesture.

The old man in front of him is Visemir, the tutor of the Wolf School.

Unlike Geralt's mutation, Visemir also had white hair. But what bleached his hair was time and age, and few witch hunters could live to his age.

The old witch hunter with a story on his face lit up when he saw Mossack. When he saw the blonde lion-eyed witch hunter beside Mossack, his eyes became brighter.

Lann was about to get to know the owner of the castle under the recommendation of Mossack, but suddenly felt a gust of rat-gray wind blowing in front of his eyes, and then a familiar touch hit his arms, and then a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Wow! Lane ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

It’s not that I’m too familiar with it. At least the weight of this body is much heavier than when I was separated. Judging from the touch from my fingertips, my body seems to have started to have some curves.

The little girl began to grow up. The surprise on Lane's face quickly turned into a faint smile, and she quickly realized and hugged the girl in her arms. And Xiri's body and heart finally merged into one at this moment.

Mossak beside him, Vissemir standing at the door, and Yennefa leaning against the window, all of them showed almost the same smile when they saw this scene.

Lanen gently patted Xiri in her arms, knowing that for a moment, she could not pull the girl who had her limbs pierced into her body like a tree root.

He maintained a posture of holding Xiri with one hand and greeting the castle owner in front of him.

"Hello, I guess you are the mentor Visemir. I am Lann of Sintra, Lann Lannister Reanlun, and I am very happy to know you."

"I must have heard of me from many channels and from all angles." The old witch hunter, namely Visemir, had an intriguing smile on his face, "I have also heard of you from many people."

The old witch hunter waved at Lanen casually: "Don't give me a respectful title. I can't stand it. Our wolf cubs just call my name."

Indeed, unlike the Griffon School, which values ​​etiquette, the Wolf School does not care much about this oral etiquette, and is even a little bit too big or small. However, their emotional connection is the closest.

"So, I'm glad to finally see you, Visemir." Lane quickly became accustomed to the local customs and used his free right hand to hold Visemir.

Then Lane held Xiri's hand and exerted a little force, shakingly lifted the girl up and walked aside, revealing Reso behind her.

If Lane was a family member, even came to visit with some political tasks. Then the Snake Sect members were simply communicating among the witch hunters.

"If you were traveling a long distance, you must be tired now. If you passed the portal, you need more rest now." Weissemil laughed, "I will take you to your respective rooms. If you want to visit Kelmohan. My boys went out to hunt and prepared a sumptuous dinner for the Snake Brothers, Druids, and Xiri's family who were rare to come here."

Lann smiled: "I've already started looking forward to it."

"I know you have a lot to say to me, let's talk together at supper." Visermere obviously had a curse in his heart and said solemnly to Lane.

Then he changed his warm expression, as if the seriousness just now was just an illusion, "Ciri, you will take Lann's room here, I'll be responsible for the other guests!"

"Okay!" Xiri's muffled voice came from Lane's arms. It was so difficult for her to react to the instructions from the outside world.

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After the initial sticking, Xiri quickly got off Lanen, but her hands still held Lanen's arm firmly.

She didn't look back, but just walked away in a mess. Lane didn't notice anything unusual at first, and wanted to tease the little girl, but soon he saw Xiri's expression again.

After the initial ecstasy, Xili became worried again.

Lane tried to say hello to Xili several times, but the little girl did not react at all.

What's going on? Is there a quarrel?

When he reached the room prepared for Lanen, when he closed the door, Xiri turned his back to Lanen.

"What's wrong, my princess?" Lane looked at the room unnaturally and smiled, "Are you still blaming me for leaving you here and never coming to find you?"

Lan En said sincerely: "If this is the case, I apologize to you."

Faced with Lane's reaction, Xiri wrinkled her nose where Lane couldn't see it.

"Not this. You are very busy. I know. Everything you do is for Sintra. I am able to stay here because you are outside to shelter me from the wind and rain. Yennefa and Tris told me a lot of stories about the princesses of the destruction of the country. I am lucky to be as good as I am now." Cili said.

"So I worked very hard in Kelmohan and never asked to leave here for the initiative, because I wanted to make myself useful as soon as possible, fulfill my responsibilities as a princess, and help you as soon as possible."

Hearing Xiri's words, the expression on Lann's face gradually faded away.

He walked forward gently, put his elbows on Xiri's shoulders, and his left hand crossed the girl's collarbone to hug her shoulders, while his right hand gently stroked the soft hair on her head: "But you are still angry, right? I know, it's one thing to understand the truth, but it's another thing to really encounter things in life."

"No, this is not the one I'm angry about." Xiri's brows frowned even tighter, her lips squirmed for a while before she spit out a name.

"Tris!"

Lann's face and hands froze at the same time.

He remembered now that he had come to Kelmohan all the time and had never seen Triss. With the character of a red-haired sorcerer, if he had appeared under normal circumstances, he would have even snatched Mossack's job to introduce Wissermere to Lann.

But she hasn't appeared until now, and I don't know if she is hiding something.

"I'm a child, yes, but I'm not stupid." Cili sniffed, as if she was catching a cold. She said in a muffled voice, "Tris has changed since he was following Novigri to help you. She has been restrained by me a lot and will hide from me. When she had to teach me, she was a little deliberately giving in to me and pleasing me."

"I was mentally prepared when I was in Brocclon. At that time, I took care of Tris and asked you to take care of Tris."

"Something...has happened, right?"

Faced with Xiri's problem, Lann was silent, not just because it had happened.
To be continued...