Jerusalem.

Princess Sibylla held her son in her arms and whispered the new thick booklet in her hand, and on the cover was a middle-aged man with two swords on his back, full of white hair, and a grim expression.

This is a fantasy that has recently become popular in Jerusalem.

"Behind Van Helsing, there are two swords, the steel sword to eliminate traitors, and the silver sword to kill demons and evils, people fear and need them, while calling them mutated mongrels, and on the other hand, they can't do without their help..."

Sibylla's gentle voice tells the story of the legendary witcher.

Little Baldwin listened intently, curled up in his mother's arms, motionless.

"That's all for today."

"Mother, is this the end?"

Baldwin Jr. was a little disappointed.

Sibila straightened his face and said solemnly: "This is just entertainment, you must not indulge in it, you must always remember that you are the future prince of the Kingdom of Jerusalem." ”

Little Baldwin said with some ectribution, "If only I could be a witcher, even if it were living in a damp swamp, with swamp water ghosts and woodland witches." ”

"The witcher's seal, his bow, his silver sword, his strong physique, his sharp swordsmanship—Mother, it's so much fun."

He drowsile with some excitement.

The life of a witcher who slept in the open after a stroke made him a little immersed, he couldn't imagine the pain of hunger and cold, he just thought it was cool and chic.

Being born in a royal family is both lucky and unlucky.

As the sole heir to Baldwin IV, he was forever in the whirlpool of political struggles.

The gazes projected from the dark corners have ulterior motives and malicious intentions, and the list goes on.

Over the years, he has walked out of the palace only a handful of times.

Princess Sibylla's face showed a hint of sternness: "Born into the royal family, he has a sacred mission, just like the only heir of the Kingdom of Sintra described in the book, Princess Ciri. ”

"But didn't Princess Heli also travel with Van Helsing?"

"You can understand this as the knight who saved the last royal princess, Princess Ciri, will finally regain the authority she deserves in the future, and reign in the kingdom as a woman."

Sibylla's expression was solemn, and she rightly said, "Jerusalem will always belong to our Baldwin family." ”

But where is my Van Helsing?

In the middle of an empty desert.

The Knights of Jerusalem, dressed in blue robes, marched slowly around the king's chariot.

Baldwin IV smiled and handed the book in his hand, which Lothar had given him to relieve his boredom, to Baron Gofrey, who was sitting opposite.

"Gao Freiqing, if you have time, you can take a look at this book."

Gaufrey was a little surprised: "This is the one Baron Lothar gave you?" ”

"Indeed, in addition to entertainment, I have seen a lot of new things here, and perhaps, it can subtly change people's opinions."

Just as there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people.

In the book "The Witcher" written by Lothar, what he saw was a kind of governance philosophy similar to his own.

Vendetta will only make the contradictions between ethnic groups deeper.

Isn't the discrimination against inhuman beings like the infidels in the kingdom of Jerusalem who were never considered human in many noble realms?

The Kingdom of Jerusalem, if it had been a colonial regime ruled by a minority ruling a majority, would sooner or later be eaten away by the increasingly powerful Zoroastrian forces.

For the Christians and the Franks were a minority in the overseas compared to the great number of pagans, and it was impossible for them to exterminate all the pagans and completely change the land.

The Saracens were far less different from the Franks than the Indians and Anglo-Saxons.

Only by allowing the infidels to be able to sit at the table of sharing benefits can this kingdom survive for a long time.

The Umayyad dynasty in Iberia seems to have done a better job of this.

In that country, the Jews, who were originally outsiders, had a status similar to that of the Zoroastrians, and they naturally paid their blood to protect their hard-won living space.

In the tavern.

The bard plays the lute, with a charming foreign emphasis, and recites the song of The Witcher, which was specially written in the prologue—the white wolf and the lilac.

"Well sung, Irish of Munster, this is a poignant love story, but what I want to know, who is the white wolf?"

"Of course, the great witcher Van Helsing, this is the hottest story in Jerusalem lately, and legend has it that Van Helsing is the reincarnation of the archangel Gabriel..."

"O Father, this is blasphemy against the Holy Angels."

Someone pouted and said: "What blasphemy, you will know if you see it, the demon hunter practices justice, punishes adultery and eliminates evil, but it is much more humane than the holy angel in the priest's mouth." ”

A war of scolding broke out in the tavern.

The devout think that this is a blasphemy against the gods, some feel that a fantasy with an empty background should not be criticized, and some simply think that if God can really preside over justice, isn't it just more worthy of reverence than the clay and wood carvings on the walls.

In Jerusalem, where the theological atmosphere is strong, such debates are inevitable.

This made Archbishop William, who was already anxious and worried about how to explain the loss of the holy relics, even worse.

Princess Isabella, rubbing her eyebrows a little tiredly, her brother is on a personal expedition, and in the eyes of many, this will be the last swan song of her genius brother in his ruling career.

Although Jerusalem has been almost emptied.

But the nobles who remained were still in tandem in private, and Princess Isabella and Princess Sibylla, who had the right to inherit the throne, naturally became the whirlpool of all this.

"The love between Van Helsing and Yennefer is really exciting."

"If only I could be like Yennefer, with great magical powers, I could open a portal wherever I want to go - I haven't seen my family in three years."

The whispers of the maids upset her.

"What are you talking about? What Van Helsing, Yennefa, and which saga describes the old-fashioned story? ”

"I warn you, don't disturb my lunch break again!"

She said with some disdain.

But in the afternoon, when she attended a banquet of the nobility, she found that almost everyone in the room was talking about it.

When she was a princess, but she couldn't even speak, she made up her mind that when she returned to the dormitory, she must recruit a literate tutor to read the witcher for her.

Unbeknownst to Lothar, before he left, he ordered the printing workshop to release the "Witcher" in small batches, which had begun to sweep all over Jerusalem.

Or rather, as early as Lothar had expected.

The richer and more colorful content than the knights, as well as the magnificent fantasy world described in it that most people can't imagine, make the general public who are poor in spiritual food fascinated.

Even extravagant aristocrats are often willing to squeeze out a portion of the time they used to waste on their beds to listen to this book.

At this moment, Lothar was sitting on the ground with some exhaustion.

Killing the crocodile god allowed him to successfully raise his level, but this exhaustion was not physical, but more of a mental weakness caused by harnessing that huge blood magic.

Your level has been increased. 】

The system beeps one after another.

Killing the crocodile god made him gain an extremely rich amount of experience, from the original level of less than four, directly upgraded to three levels in a row, reaching level six, more than half of the experience slot, and obtained a total of nine attribute points.

If you complete the milestone [God Butcher], you will receive a talent lottery focused on improving your personal abilities, and in this draw, you will receive a minimum quality of epic guarantee.

The sound of the system's completion of the milestone, telling him the fact that the crocodile god was dead, finally soothed the tense strings in his mind.

Without the slightest hesitation, he directly chose the lottery.

Although the crocodile god is dead, the power he borrowed from Frigila has also been depleted, and this sense of powerlessness makes him feel extremely insecure when he has just experienced great power.

A golden glow lit up in the cramped chamber.

Lothar's eyes lit up, except for the time when Prajna came, this was the first time he had seen the golden brilliance in the lottery in the system!

They flowed through the air like swimming fish, and eventually, they chose Lothar, who was sitting in the secret room in front of the shattered sculpture of the crocodile god, and quickly converged.

You have gained a legendary talent.

Dragonborn bloodline: Your body is flowing with the bloodline of the ancient dragonborn, and the bloodline has been passed down from generation to generation, which is already extremely thin, but in your generation, it is revitalized.

Your total stats are increased by 20%.

Your health and regeneration will be greatly increased.

Your resistance to witchcraft and curses will be given an additional 100% bonus.

You will be immune to the vast majority of diseases.

You're 90 percent less likely to have a child.

Your lifespan increases by a hundred years.

When you complete the elite of an individual, your talented Dragonborn will be upgraded to [True Dragon Body].

Lothar was silent for a moment, and then said he: "There is no dragon girl in the system, so I became a little dragon man?" ”

In the dark, he opened his eyes, and a glimmer of golden light flashed in his eyes, a twenty percent increase, which had a limited effect on him who was not high in attributes.

But this feeling of being reborn still made him feel that the whole world had become a little different in his senses.

The most obvious thing is that he has gained [dark vision], even in the dark secret room, he can still see clearly.

"It's a pity that by the time I can upgrade to the level of elitism, I won't know the Year of the Monkey."

Hu Servant's upgrade can rely on krypton, but his ontology upgrade can't.

Although he is only fifty-five at the full level, if he wants to rely on conventional means to rise, I am afraid it will take decades

Or, why don't you just use yourself as the executioner and get rid of all the prisoners of war you get after winning the next war?

Or, by studying the Black Death and spreading the plague to pagan cities, thousands of people would surely die.

As soon as Lothar had this idea, she felt a pang of horror in her heart.

Wrong!

Wrong!

How did you come up with such anti-human thoughts?

Or will the change of bloodline really affect one's spirit?

(End of chapter)