"You want the corpse to speak." The half-fish sacrifice was quite disagreeable in his tone.

Its tendency to think probably belongs to the school of following nature.

believes that no matter what, the boundary between life and death cannot be blurred.

"I hate it, but if the lady looks for you, she should and will help you. For details, I want to talk to the messenger of the lady. She swam over there. ”

The brass breathing mask of the half-fish sacrifice shook, and the scepter gave Lan an approximate direction, and said no more.

It didn't approve of Lann's intentions, but it didn't want to go against the Lady of the Lake either.

Lan understood this, so he nodded at it, and followed the river in the direction it had given him.

In a bay less than fifty meters away from the altar, he found what he called "the messenger of the lady".

Before seeing it, Lan En thought it would be another half-fish man.

But when they actually met, he realized that he was very wrong.

It is a creature with naked skin and lake-green skin.

She looked like a female elf with a slender body.

Pointed ears, delicate faces, thick green hair casually draped over the naked body.

Rann didn't hide the sound of his footsteps, so the creature frolicking freely on the lake under the moon easily sensed the witcher's arrival.

"Hey, you're good-looking, human. Want to do it with me*? ”

She had a naturally friendly smile on her face, but the first thing she said choked Lan En.

Lan En's mouth was now open, but he couldn't make a sound.

She got up from the water and walked to the shore. Generously and naturally, he showed his body to Lan En.

"You're a nymph? If it's just about going to bed, I'm looking for a succubus. ”

Lan En's eyes naturally looked up and down, and he spoke dryly.

"Well, as much as I'd love to tell you that the Nymph isn't bad in bed, but since you don't want to, forget it."

The other party seemed to want to taste it because Lan En was good-looking. There is not much obsession.

"Looks like you're the witcher the lady needs."

The Nymph circled around Lanen, curious.

Although she had just come out of the lake, she only had a fragrance like spring water.

Lan En's knowledge of human bones and textures is already very rich. He could see from the few steps taken by the other party that the other party's bone structure and muscle distribution were different from human beings in subtle ways.

But it should be said or not. It's really beautiful.

"I just talked to the priest at the altar, and I don't rule out helping the ladies, but I want us to help each other."

"Let the dead speak." Speaking of this, the Nymph also began to frown.

They are typical natural creatures, and by nature they reject unnatural magic.

"If it had been before, the lady would never have fulfilled such a request. But now the situation has changed, so this requirement can be fulfilled. ”

The solemnity of the half-fish man's sacrifice, as well as the entanglement of the Nymph in front of him, made Lan En a little curious about what the Lady of the Lake had to deal with.

"The lady's strength is already so strong, why would a little witcher be needed? What is the situation when you say 'the situation has changed'? ”

"That's actually a problem, Witcher."

Nymph frowned and shook her head, her long thick green hair floating to her chest, and she gently brushed it away.

"The monster you're going to deal with is named Dagon. And it's the key to getting the dead to speak. ”

"How?"

Lan En tilted his head and asked puzzled.

As for physical monsters, he's pretty easy to kill now. But when it comes to curses, magical energy, and so on, the embarrassment of lack of knowledge is hidden.

"Dagon is not a creature of this world, it comes from the confluence of the celestial spheres. Its alien evil could be used as a raw material to drive corpses, without upsetting the magical balance of the region. It makes the demon spirit rampant and the vitality is lost. But it's not without its problems."

"What is it?"

Nymph looked at Lan with a very serious look.

"Are you sure that the sins of this corpse deserve this kind of suffering for his soul?"

The witcher's cat's eyes didn't fluctuate or hesitate.

Lane's answer was calm and crisp.

"That's what he deserves."

The Nymph and the Witcher looked at each other for a long time before they staggered their gaze.

"I want to believe you, witcher. You are to come with me to Black Tern Island and meet the lady, and at that time, the lady will tell you more details. ”

Lan En turned sideways, dodging the Nymph's palm reaching for his arm, intentionally or unintentionally, to look at the moon hanging high above.

"Tomorrow, Nymph. It's not early today, and I have a baby with me. ”

After being slaughtered in an inn in Vigema, he was transported to the village to negotiate with the Half-Fish Man and the Lady Messenger.

It's midnight after a series of things have come down.

Lan and the Nymph agreed to find a boat here early tomorrow morning to board Black Tern Island.

With that, he went back and found Arya, who had yawned to tears, and Ubank's body.

Because the flow of blood has stopped, the blood that has accumulated on the side of the body has formed initial corpse spots.

Lan En was well aware of the sins of this guy in his life, at least in part.

He also knew exactly what kind of punishment he would be punished tomorrow, so he was not too cautious about the corpse now.

Tonight, few people in the village rested because of the full moon on the lake.

So Lan En took the money to the farmer's house and easily bought a large tarpaulin, carried the corpse in a bag and left.

The village seems to be called Dark Waters.

Although it is separated from Vigema by the whole of Vigema Lake, it is much better than the country village of Willen.

At least there is a small tavern in the village.

Lan could easily have taken Alya to survive the night.

The small country inns are certainly not as good as the central hotels in the Vigema trade area.

But the smell of pine resin, even mixed with the smell of cockroaches and rats, is much better than the smell of human blood and bile.

Lan En placed the body on the ground haphazardly.

"My lord, I seem to have a cold."

On the other side, Arya said in a daze.

Lan En walked over and looked at her, and was indeed symptomatic.

That night, she was frightened by the slaughter of the inn, then dizzy by the portal, and then the wind blowing by the lake, which even an adult should not be able to stand anymore.

"It's not a big problem, I'll give you a few doses tomorrow It's not a demon hunter's potion, it's non-toxic! Are you stupid for me? After a few days of drinking, it's almost gone. ”

Lan said it wasn't a big deal, and Arya was relieved.

In her heart, Lan En is probably the most capable person.

"And, Arya. Until this is over, stay in this village, and I'll put the money on the tavern counter. ”

"Your Excellency.?"

Lan En shrugged his shoulders in the face of the little girl's puzzled and sad gaze.

"Hey! Don't look at me like that, like a puppy who has been kicked out of the house, aren't you 'running wolf's blood'? ”

After the teasing, the witcher got serious.

"It's too dangerous to take you now, Arya. I took you out of the Eretusa Academy to help me complete the 'alchemy' of that night. I can't send you back for no reason after that, so I'm bringing you Virjma. But I didn't expect that the other party's power in Vijma City would be so great."

"Now, whether you let Triss take care of you, or let you take care of yourself, judging from the power displayed by the other party, it is impossible not to have an accident, even if it is in the palace."

"But it's nice here, a calm, peaceful little village, perfect for a temporary stay."

Arya thought about it for a moment and stopped resisting, and Lan En breathed a sigh of relief.

He knelt beside the corpse and entered into meditation.

Adjust your status for tomorrow's trip to Black Tern Island.

On the shelves for the first order!

(End of chapter)