A strange feeling of dizziness hit Lan's mind.

In this feeling of being drunk but not drunk, Lan En first saw a strange scene.

In an eeriely lit castle room, the trembling candlelight reflected the left half of a man's body.

Robes, long beards...... It was a warlock.

Lan's perspective, on the other hand, was fixed on an operating table-like device, looking up at the male warlock.

In the faint light of the candle, Lan En saw the needle in the male mage's hand, and the large vial of potion linked to the back of the needle, the Mother's Tears.

They are part of the Grass Trial Potions, and they will violently disrupt the original body structure of humans, providing the basis for the reshaping of witchers.

This process will make people yearn for a happy death.

Rann remembers this vividly.

And from the perspective of memory, the male mage's eyes flashed with excitement and persistence...... There is also a deep trace of compassion.

"What do you crave? What are your desires? How will you carry out your will? ”

The male mage asked Lan En like this, as if he was questioning Lan En.

Lan En didn't respond, he was just a spectator at this time, and even his emotions seemed to fade.

But the real owner of that perspective answered.

"I don't want wealth and fame, status and power. I want a horse that is as dark as the night and as fast as the wind, I want a sword that is as bright as the moonlight, I want to ride my black horse at night, I want to slay evil with the sword in my hand, this is what my heart desires! ”

The voice was immature, but the firmness and enthusiasm in it should not be underestimated!

"There will be a horse waiting for you, darker than the night, swifter than the wind. There will also be a sword forged for you, sharper than the light and brighter than the moon. But these unworthy wishes will make you pay a high price! ”

"I have nothing!" The immature voice did not hesitate: "So I have nothing to fear!" ”

After a long time, the male mage let out a sigh.

"Your blood, child. As long as this is enough. ”

The first memory was short.

From Lann's point of view, this isn't even a flashback from the movie.

But then, surging power began to sprout from Lan's body.

He felt his vision growing, clearer, and more detailed.

This abrupt and intense change almost made Lan En think that he had been blind in his previous life!

Even if it is from an ordinary person who has experienced a mutation of nine deaths and a lifetime, he has become a demon hunter.

Nor did he feel such drastic physiological changes.

Even if it was just a normal walk, Lan En could feel that the power of this body was so great.

So much so that even if it was Boldon, the most powerful warrior Len had seen so far, it seemed that in the face of this kind of power, he was just a trash fish that would be harvested in an instant.

Suddenly, Lan En came to his senses.

It's not that his body has changed, it's that his perspective has shifted to another body.

The other is far stronger than the so-called "demon hunters...... Creature.

This may be the "thing" that can be shaped by genetic seeds.

While realizing this, the sight in his field of vision was also received by him.

"He" walked in the midst of a massive structure made entirely of unknown metal.

The all-metal structure was so large that it was impossible to make out a scaly claw from the limits of Lan's current vision, and it was surmised what interior it was in.

It's just that the huge scale of the buildings here, as well as the magnificent mechanized equipment, make Lan En understand that the civilization here is very advanced.

Uniformed humans are running, and from "his" point of view, these humans are only at the height of "his" chest and abdomen.

If it's not that the humans here are short per capita, then it means "he"...... Too tall.

"He" went uphill from the crowd of human beings.

All the human beings who pass through him have reverence and longing for him...... Even fanatical gaze.

It was as if "he" was the angel who walked among men!

It's a fitting title.

Even though Lan En couldn't control the vision in his memory, he could easily sense how perfect the movement of this body was.

Perfect reflexes, perfect body coordination, perfect range of motion...... Even the perfect posture when walking!

This is not only the body of a "warrior", even if this body is put into the ranks of artworks, it will never be abrupt at all.

"He" walked around the huge all-steel structure for a while before encountering a human in a hallway.

In Lanne's impression, it was a typical European aristocratic face.

Wearing complicated and gorgeous clothes, he maintains a sense of burnout after his desires have been satisfied, and he calls this burnout "aristocratic temperament".

But even this apparently good human being shows a strong respect for himself.

"Good day, sir."

The man with the face of the European aristocracy greeted him in surprise.

"Your injuries seem to be healed, which is a great blessing."

Lan En didn't even know what kind of creature his current vision was, let alone social relationships.

But fortunately, this is a memory, and the owner of the memory has already responded.

"Good day, Sir Herbert. A heart piercing is not a major injury, but it will be replaced quickly. Although my biochemical knowledge is not as abundant as that of the pharmacist brothers in the legion, it is no exaggeration to say that there are not a few people in the legion who can complete this kind of minor surgery independently. I also changed the position of my lung sac during the treatment, which increased my respiratory oxygen supply capacity by 0.03%. ”

In Lanen's senses, "he", even the intonation and voice when he speaks, has a sculpted sense of sound.

Be polite, like a spring breeze.

Sir Herbert smiled more eagerly.

"Your injuries are yet another testament to the great feats of the Legion! The lowly alien is only worthy of being wiped out in the expedition of the empire, in the blueprint of the emperor. ”

"Exactly."

"He" responds lightly, but even when speaking with this attitude, "his" voice is full of subdued tension.

Has this person practiced opera in his bones?

Lan En was complaining and thinking about the content behind the conversation.

An expedition to the Empire? Now on an expedition?

In other words, is the huge all-steel structure where it is now a stronghold on the way to the expedition?

The owner of the vision is not slow, and it is equipped with various transportation equipment on the way.

Lan En estimates that more than a dozen kilometers of road have been traveled so far, but the all-steel structure still does not show its own boundaries.

"Ahh Speaking of which......"

Sir Herbert spoke out suddenly.

"In our poetry salon, there are a few more great works that have been born because of this recent conquest, would you like to see them? Many of your colleagues were invited to give us a lot of advice to the accompanying poets! Great primordials have great talents, and you have undoubtedly inherited this perfectly! ”

Accompanying poets? On the way to an advanced civilization?

...... Are you doing a space opera?

And ...... is the "original"?

Lan En complained inwardly, but the vision master's heart suddenly felt a slight displeasure.

"My brothers, going to the salon is too frequent during this time, poetry is indeed the noble art of human beings, and it is also a good choice for cultivating temperament. But our duty, after all, is to bring iron and blood to the lowly aliens. I don't see as many brothers as I go to the training ground now, they are too slack! ”

"His" questioning made Sir Herbert look embarrassed and frightened.

Fortunately, at this moment, an electronic sound was heard throughout the building.

"Notice, the subspace voyage has ended, Geller's position is about to open, we will sail out of Mandeville Point, please prepare all departments on board."

The electronic sound notification was repeated three times in a row, and the uniformed humans around them hurried.

In Lan's field of vision, one side of the all-steel structure that originally built the corridor next to "him" suddenly shook.

Then the steel walls, which had been integrated into one piece, were retracted upwards to reveal high-strength glass.

Beyond the glass...... It's an infinite galaxy of the universe!

Lan En looked at the magnificent picture in his memory in amazement.

This is not some "building", "city through which the expedition passes...... This is a space battleship with a total length of several tens of kilometers!

And in the reflection of light and shadow, Lan En also glimpsed the owner of his vision through the glass.

The dark purple gold-trimmed livery covers the entire body's power armor.

On top of the heavy armor, only the head was exposed.

It was a man with silver hair and a delicate appearance like a doll.

And on that astonishingly thick breastplate, the pattern of the double-headed eagle is shining with golden light!