Lan En answered the little girl's question without raising his head.

"Because you are brave and kind, loyal and intelligent, you can fight back at the hands of human traffickers, and you can give your food to children you don't know...... Anyway, you won't really believe it, will you? ”

Lan didn't even look back now, but he seemed to see Arya's flushed face at this time.

The little girl was in a state of excitement because of the unhesitating praise of a "great knight".

But then the expression was stunned for a while.

"No, isn't it?"

Arya asked in a tangled and expectant way.

Lanne's answer was as crisp as ever.

"The first reason is that you're helpless, Arya."

"I can guess how you got here, and I can guess that this place is very different from the world you grew up in."

In the midst of conversation and busyness, the cat's eye intersects with the little girl's gray eye for the first time.

"It takes a reason to kill and to save someone, but you have no reason in this world, Arya. Because this world has nothing to do with you. ”

"Until I built your connection to the world. Interpersonal relationships, material foundations...... Willen is a sinister place, and if you go it alone, there's a good chance it won't end well. ”

"On top of that, the kindness of your sharing of food and the bravery of stabbing traffickers will be taken into account."

"So I think that the work that you are assisting in will be safer than the sheer and more powerful Erethusa. It will also be safer than the simple power structure, but the sinister and discriminatory countryside of Willen. ”

The little girl, who looked terrified because of the sudden command, gradually settled down in this well-organized and trusting word.

Trust is a cheap thing, but trust that has been logically analyzed can be relied upon.

It is also an acknowledgment for those who have been entrusted with trust.

"I—I see, my lord!"

Immediately, Arya opened the door, took a few deep breaths, and walked downstairs to the dining room.

Lan's keen hearing could detect it, and she muttered quietly as she walked.

"The first ...... The second ...... The third ......"

It sounds like you're whispering a list of what's being recited.

Over and over again.

Arya once told Lane about her family crest, the Icewolf.

The witcher could feel that at this time, this little girl who was preoccupied with encouragement did indeed have the tenacious and stubborn "blood of the wolf".

The room has been cleared out of the ground.

Lane didn't prepare for alcohol and flames like he did for Bernie.

The Witcher's constitution makes them almost impossible to get sick, and a simple bacterial infection can't hurt them.

Fill a bottle of potion and the bacteria will be poisoned faster than the witcher cells.

Lan En took off the armor of the High Bear School on his body one by one, leaving only the leather breeches on the lower half of his body.

The surgical knife set, which glittered in the candlelight, had already been unfolded and laid flat in front of him.

In a gesture similar to meditation, Lan En slowly knelt down and sat down.

"We've finally got the conditions right, Mentos."

The Witcher's meditation method can adjust the mental state, and temporarily speed up the efficiency of potion absorption and physical control to a certain extent.

Now Lan En's movement of pulling out a scalpel knife was even smoother than his terrifyingly steady swordsmanship!

The palm of his hand reached into the alchemy leather bag, and once again touched the extraordinarily high-strength tank.

The cat's eye stares at the active sarcoma suspended in the nutrient solution – the gene seed.

Mentos did not respond to Ran's small talk, as it was fully engaged in assisting in the surgical process.

"Please open the tank."

This is the first step in surgery.

Mentos didn't dare to guarantee that Lan En would have the willpower to complete the complex action of "opening the can" when he peeled his chest alive.

Therefore, it must be done in advance.

"Click-"

The palm of his hand slowly unscrewed the luxurious cap carved with the language of the flower, but in the middle of the movement, there was a sudden abnormal sound similar to freezing.

The cat's eye in the meditative state has no waves.

Mentos...... It wasn't a delusion just now. ”

"The phenomenon has been analyzed, and the main body of the report is that the bottle cap does have a faint icing effect, but the ambient temperature has not changed."

"The situation is in unknown territory, do you want to continue the surgical process?"

The temperature does not change, but it freezes.

This outrageous phenomenon makes even a warlock feel numb!

But Lan En only looked at the jar in his hand and pressed the surgical knife against his bare chest.

It was only at this moment that Mentos was briefly out of the auxiliary state.

"Lan ......"

The tone of the biological brain is no longer a stern rejection.

It knows what kind of determination the subject has, and it knows that it has never really had a time in this journey!

Even once! Successfully pull the subject to the path that you think is right!

The decisions made by a human being out of his own consciousness and beliefs are not in any way something that can be manipulated by a biological brain.

So at this point, Mentos just asked in a strengthened tone, "How did the operation progress...... Confirmation? ”

Lann didn't respond.

Because the cutter has already started to press down.

Skin, subcutaneous fat, muscle...... The tissues that block the chest cavity are peeled back layer by layer by the owner of the body himself!

The body was tense, and the pain even made Lan'en's body tense to the point that the muscles were congested!

Under the meditative action that should be static and comfortable, every muscle bar of the witcher is now churning to support the skin!

Lane didn't shout, because there was no mute magic here, so he wouldn't shout.

Just gritted his teeth with a calm face and continued to go under the knife!

Mentos projects a mirror version of the subject's anatomical configuration on the retina and reflects the surgical status in real time.

"If you touch a blood vessel by mistake, the bleeding will intensify, please take the potion [Swallow]."

The orange-red potion slid down his throat, through the opening in his chest cavity that had been created, and even muscles could be seen wriggling to aid esophageal swallowing.

Because there was only a rudimentary [Swallow] formula, in order to ensure the hemostatic effect, Lan En had to pour three bottles.

A large amount of toxin crawls down the blood vessels up the cheeks and collects in the eye sockets. The pain of the potion itself was nothing at this point.

The effect of the continued recovery of the injury has allowed the blood vessels to heal, and now the bleeding caused by the surgery is so small that it doesn't even look like a thoracotomy.

But at the same time, Lane had to cut those fast-growing openings again.

Finally, when the cold sweat of severe pain had accumulated under his body, the surgical knife scratched his ribs.

Lan's cat's eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to expand the part that was in contact with the bone.

Although sarcoma is large, the flesh is elastic.

The moment Lan pulled it out of the jar, the genetic seed looked like a living thing.

They actually began to twitch the blood vessels around themselves like bacteria dancing flagella!

Out of the storage environment, its activity is plummeting!

I don't know what the principle is, Lan En felt this inexplicably.

The surgical plan that Mentos and Lane developed did not include a sternum opening process, as they could shove the sarcoma directly through the gap in the ribs.

Although Rann didn't know if this sarcoma would be damaged because of this, since it was some kind of super-soldier's fortified organ, it was a conservative estimate......

At least one punch should be fine, right?