Chapter 217 Duke of Lannister

Author: Panda's Big Wooden House

Chapter 217 Duke of Lannister

"Marson, are you okay?"

Wisaikid came back to his senses and his eyes turned toward his questioning, and the rat-gray-haired princess stood there.

After a long time no see, the princess grew up a lot compared to when she was separated from her: she was taller and had a girlish curve; only the palms of those hands began to be covered with calluses, not like a princess.

But compared with the distress that the old butler Ens expressed from time to time, Vesseld admired this "hand that is not like a princess".

After all, His Majesty Carranser's hands are also rough. The lioness who was able to win the battlefield at the age of fifteen is the eternal queen in Visaikid's heart. Visaikid is very happy to see Princess Cirila becoming a new "lioness".

Compared with the princess, another royal member, Lane, surprised Vessekid even more.

After the capital of Sintra was captured, all members of the royal family except Princess Cirila committed suicide to their country to avoid being captured or humiliated by Niphgad.

Lann's existence is an unexpected surprise.

Surprise beyond Visaikid's imagination.

Looking back on what happened the afternoon before, Marshal Vesekid, who had been through many battles all his life, couldn't help but fight another cold war.

Yesterday, after Lane said "demonstrate my abilities", Wisaikid took Lane to the barracks he was stationed.

The soldiers inside were fighting training, and Lane took a wooden sword for training lightly and used a way that others could not understand at all, which generally prevented the training - because he knocked out the pioneers of both teams at the same time.

In the original words of a baron officer: "He seems to be dancing alone at a banquet."

The soldiers were shocked, but Vesaikid was still worried about Lann's combat effectiveness; Lann expressed his understanding, because this was his own sneak attack.

So he next invited the entire marshal's personal guards: confrontation head-on, cooperate with tacit understanding, infantry and cavalry fighting, and formation has been formed.

The soldiers were full of confidence.

As a result, there was a group of people lying on the ground. Lanen became even more excited because of the adrenaline of the witch hunter, as if he had just finished warming up.

Only now did Visaikid have to admit that Lane refreshed his understanding of the word "fight".

Then Lann took Visaikid to a clearing by the lake and showed him his magic seal and equipment: magic armor that deflects arrows, Quinn shield that is hard to hurt by swords, and Igni flames that cover hundreds of people, just like the storm's Ald sweep.

The confusing Akshi and the slow-down appearance of Aden are inconvenient to display, and the exclusive skills of Ancient Blood are not yet shown, but these are enough that Visaikid has shaken the national policy of Queen Carranser's once "abandoning magic".

Lane showed Marshal Wisaikid the possibility of a whole new war.

Visaikid was filled with emotion at this moment. He had heard a lot of rumors about Lann, such as the lions passing by, the corpses of the enemy, and the lions would have fire and storms that dispel the black sun.

He was a man who had been in war for many years and had seen a lot of these words. Originally, he thought this was the ravings of refugees, an exaggeration and rhetoric made up to give life a little hope.

It seems to be realistic now!

"You can't imagine what tactics are thinking in my mind, Lann. Our soldiers will never lack morale in the future..."

After calming down, the Marshal began to think and then asked a question: "Lann, I see that there are many other demon hunters in your team, such as Geralt. Can they also achieve the same level as others?"

Lann thought about it and replied tactfully: "We belong to different schools, and we are good at different directions."

The marshal was silent for a moment: "What about you?"

Lane smiled even more tactfully: "I learned a lot and knew a little bit of everything."

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"Marson, are you okay?"

Wisaikid thought about Lann and lost consciousness unknowingly. He actually asked the princess to ask about her status for the second time. It was really not necessary to put it on him.

"I'm rude, Your Highness."

Xiri covered her mouth and chuckled, her words and deeds were dignified and polite: "No need to be polite, Marshal, I will work hard for you later."

After returning to Brocclon, Xili suddenly straightened her body, corrected her demeanor, sootheed her tone, and became a "princess". It almost made Lanen feel dazzled. If she remembered correctly, Xili's previous court etiquette courses were all over the place without falling.

As a result, Yenn answered Lann's doubts: "I used to be a royal consultant to Aden, and I also interspersed with many etiquette classes in the middle of the magic course. Xili studied very seriously."

The town of Blochilon has been built a war fortress. Xili is now standing at the highest point of the wall, which is simply arranged as a platform, and Sintra's three lion flag flutters behind her.

The blacksmith who once worked in the royal family also created a ritual armor for Cialis in imitating Queen Carransse's military uniform, although it was a reduced version.

At this moment, Xili was wearing a chain mail lining, with a white robe on the outside, covered with large and thin shoulder armor, a red waist guard and a strap made of deer leather.

After the armor was finished, even the girl who had not yet developed fully showed her heroic spirit, which made the old people in the army feel deeply moved, as if they saw a lioness alive.

Standing beside her were Lane, Mossack, Wissak, Geralt, Yennefa, and ten guards selected from Lane's escort.

In front of Xiri were all the standing troops of Blochron and the troops brought by Visaikid.

She will accept their allegiance today.

At the same time, there was a constant stream of other people coming towards this side, and Lan's servants and guards led their men to maintain order.

"There are all the rest except for the soldiers who are still on the front line who are guarding against the Nifgads. They need to swear to their princesses to know who they are fighting for." Mossak said softly to Chiri.

The princess nodded and stepped forward to show her face to everyone's sight below.

When Sintra was still alive, the princess lived in seclusion; during the Brocclon period, Lane hid in Kelmohan, so this was the first time that many people saw Xiri and knew about their princess' appearance for the first time.

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"This is Him...Is this our Highness?"

"She still looks like a child...but she does look very similar to His Majesty."

"Are we going to fight back against Nifgaard under her leadership?"

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Her waist was more straight and her breathing was heavier, and her expression on her face became more and more cold, majestic, and even solemn.

She slowly crossed Lane and Vasekid, and glanced ahead. The soldiers in the army were also neatly arranged in a square formation, as if waiting for something.

"Look up, my warriors!"

Thousands of eyes were cast on Xili. Xili looked at them, and in an instant, she felt countless abundant emotions from it.

The princess took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled it, recalling the breathing method she learned in Kelmohan. It was originally prepared for hunting monsters, but she did not expect it to play a role now.

Her mind was blank for a moment, so she turned back to Lane. At that moment, it seemed that a warm flame began to burn inside her body, making her cold hands begin to heat up.

At the same time, a long passage of words began to appear automatically in her mind, as if she was blessed to her heart.

"In the days of the past, our country was attacked, our homeland and our people were threatened like never before. I, like you, have lost almost all of my family; and therefore I can know that fear will grow in your hearts, and the flames of revenge will burn with this fuel until the day when we drive the Niphgads away completely."

"I deeply know the shallowness of my age and the shortage of my knowledge. I am honored to be the allegiance of all warriors. Therefore, I order you today: as you follow me, respect me, and follow us, and follow our Mossac consultant..."

Xiri turned around and pulled the stunned old druid forward.

All the people applauded this, and Mossak had long won the hearts of the people and became an inseparable part of the Sintra people today.

"Go respect and follow our Marshal Visaikid..."

Xili waved and pointed at the old marshal.

All the new soldiers cheered, feeling that their persistence in a foreign country was recognized, and they were grateful for the scene of harmony between the king and his subjects.

"Go respect and follow us..."

Finally, Xiri took a step back and stood behind Lane with a smile.

“…our Lannister, Duke.”

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After the majestic voice, a chuckle that seemed like a prank sounded behind Lane.

All the cheers below seemed to have been pressed at this moment.

The young man with lion eyes was inevitably stunned. He turned his head and met Xili who was smiling.

"Now? Is it necessary?"

"It shouldn't be the present. I thought I would get it in one step after the restoration of the country." Xili said softly, at this time her tone returned to the little girl's excitement, "But I heard that when you went to Pontal to meet other kings before, you had suffered a lot of trouble because of your title... So I will give you the highest title first. Anyway, this is just a title, and there is no matching territory to give you, so I'll do it later..."

"According to etiquette, there should be ceremonial instruments, medals, guard of honor, and maids to wear robes for you. I don't have them yet, so you can feel wronged first..."

After saying this, Xili immediately switched back to his solemn expression, increasing his cold voice to a level that everyone could hear.

"Kneel down to me, Lannister's 'Duke'!"

Lane forced her smile and turned her body to make sure that her expressions and Xiri could be seen by the people below.

Xili also quickly stepped forward and pulled out Lanen's Lake Girl Sword with a clang. The dazzling rune golden light instantly merged with the sunlight, which also made Lanen's light blonde hair even more dazzling.

Yennefa looked at Lane playfully, and the free and proud sorcerer was still whispering to Geralt on such occasions: "He is indeed very handsome... extraordinary handsome."

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Xiri's eyes were also shaken, and she felt that something extremely beautiful appeared in front of her, and she forgot what to say next.

A hand in iron-clad gloves grabbed the blade, it was Lane. He gently put the Lake Girl Sword on his shoulder and swore loudly:

“In the witness of the lion flag, I formally swear to fulfill my duties as Duke. I will protect and maintain the honor and status of the family and be responsible to my predecessors, my family and my own reputation.
To be continued...