Four men and two horses ran along the road, with Ciri guiding them all the way.

The three of them were surprised to find that although Ciri didn't even know where Brugg City was, she always chose the right one every time she came to the intersection.

This kind of guidance, which can directly obtain answers without relying on information and knowledge, makes people fully feel the powerful effect of the so-called 'blood of the ancients'.

People always tend to chat on the road.

Geralt finally had a chance to ask the question he had had been holding in at Doon Canal last night.

"Old Aisna treats you differently, Lann."

Geralt got his head up, and Ciri and Viselmir looked at Lanne, hoping that he would satisfy their curiosity.

"She said, 'All the creatures in the world who live on material things should thank you.' What does that mean? In addition to the [Lord Hunter] on that occasion, do you have any other actions that are famous for this one? How do we know nothing? ”

The horses' hooves "snapped" on the road, and several people exhaled thick white smoke in the winter morning fog, so that they could not see Lan En's expression clearly.

"It's just a monster away."

The young man paused.

"With the help of a few gods."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, Ciri was excited and surprised, Viselmir's expression was behind him, and Rann couldn't see it.

But Geralt was much more blunt when he heard the news.

"Got rid of a monster? With the help of the gods? Well, I have to say, Lanne. You're a storyteller. A few sentences are heart-wrenching, but at the same time, they also make the story lose credibility. ”

The veteran master witcher who had traveled far and south made an assertion.

"I've never seen a monster whose area of influence can envelop an entire city, let alone a country, and Aisna is eager to pull all your lives when she describes your exploits. I've never seen anything like it. ”

"And the help of the 'gods'? When you say this, I feel like I'm listening to Asna tell me what 'destiny' is. ”

"It's all ethereal things, I've seen people in the village take the abrupt croaking of frogs on a rainy day as an oracle, and I've seen people living in the woods thinking of the deer head as the god of the forest. I've also been to the Temple of Meritelli in Aylland, which is the center of the Meritelli faith in the world, but the high priest there confessed to me that no miracle ever happened. It's just a group of good people gathered by the doctrine to do good deeds. ”

"What? The one who helped you eradicate a monster that threatened the world was the Father of the Sky? The Thunderbolt Incarnation of Jealousy and Hatred - Cliff Doesn't Succeed? That's not a big sect. ”

Geralt said like a cannon, and Lan rode calmly, never interjecting.

It wasn't until Geralt finished speaking that Lan asked in a flat tone.

"Looks like you're done, Geralt. Now I'm a little curious, when it comes to the existence of gods, you are far from the usual cold and rational expression, and even make people feel a little cynical gods make you feel bad? ”

"Most witchers have this problem." Viselmir interjected behind Len's back.

"We've seen so many monsters hurting people and people hurting people, so we unconsciously start to be cold, and even contempt for religions that talk about gods. Because they always seem to be less useful, and they earn a lot more than us. ”

Lan nodded in acceptance of the statement.

"If that's the case, it's an occupational disease. But what I'm going to say to you. Geralt, gods exist, and so do monsters that can destroy the world. ”

"Like the one we saw last night, Elsna, who can be considered the forest god of Brockleon. As long as the forest remains, she will exist. ”

"So you're saying," Geralt still rejects Ran's views, "a god who can't do anything about watching his children being slaughtered by several nations around him?" ”

"If Verdon and Brugg's armies go directly into Brockleon, then as many of them go in, they will die, and Aisna will not care at all. It was not the army that they really threatened Sina, but the peasants. ”

Lane is correcting Geralt's claims.

"The peasants never went directly into the big forest, and they invaded Brockleon from the periphery with a large number of them, like ants eating biscuits. For the sake of wood, they cut down trees. For the sake of arriving the land, they set fires. ”

"Brockleon's area is getting smaller and smaller in this cannibalization, and Aisna's strength is getting weaker and weaker. If I'm not mistaken, a hundred years ago, the path we are walking now was inside the Great Forest. ”

"There are so many tree spirits that they can't protect the forest in all its aspects. And in order to prevent the virulent infectious disease from spreading in the forest, Aisina also mobilized the magic of the forest to provide extraordinary immunity to the dryads, and she is now too busy to take a break. ”

"But does that mean she's just a mortal creature, Geralt? Admit it, in your long journey you should have seen things that are beyond the mundane, you should have seen those beings. ”

Speaking of this, Geralt, who was originally cynical, suddenly fell silent.

Ciri, who was sitting in front of him, looked up in surprise and chirped excitedly.

"You've seen it, Geralt? Have you really seen God? Lan En was right to say that you were silent, right? ”

Geralt pursed her lips, tilting her head to the side in Lanne's smile.

Yes, he had seen something extraordinary, and that existence had even saved his and Dandrien's lives.

Dana Mebi, the goddess of wilderness and flowers. Humans call her Lefia.

It was nearly a decade ago, when he wandered to the easternmost part of the civilized world with the famous bard.

On the edge of the blue mountains, which represent the edge of the civilized world, the two of them were attacked and captured by the elves of the mountain, and then the goddess of the wilderness appeared, and the elf king directly let the two go after telepathy with her.

"That's interesting."

Lane smiled as Geralt turned his face.

"The country farmer believes what he sees, but a witcher who has actually seen the traces of the gods rejects the facts."

Ciri was still there and exclaimed, saying that he was walking with two people who had actually seen the gods, and that he might be able to meet them in the future.

Viselmir was silent, he was an old-school witcher who believed in seeing and never took a stand.

"Well, I admit that there are some otherworldly things in this world, but if you want to say that there is a monster that can threaten all life in the world, and can be killed by people, I still don't believe it."

"Geralt, Geralt"

Lan En chewed the name over and over again in an aria-like tone.

"Your stubbornness can sometimes feel a little cute. Imagine this monster. ”

"Just one look at it, people will go crazy and mutate into water ghosts. Ordinary people can go crazy even when they see those water ghosts. Physical attacks such as bed crossbows and trebuchets are completely ineffective, and sorcery spells such as lightning and frost are completely immune. As long as there is a creature in this world that says its name, it will not die. There are so many mobs that it doesn't even get hurt. How to deal with this monster? ”

At the time of Lan's description, it was clear that they were far from the ocean, but the other three seemed to smell a fishy sea breeze.

Ciri swallowed nervously, the excitement about the gods had vanished.

As far as the little girl was concerned, the most terrifying monster she had ever heard of was the manticore or the great griffin.

Only Geralt was still stubborn.

"So, how did you get rid of that thing?"

Lan gave Geralt a strange squint.

"'Kill it'? When did I say that thing was dead? ”

The other three shuddered violently and looked at Lan in disbelief.

"It's just that I'm getting rid of it, Aishna, and the other gods who are helping me, give me a chance to get him out of this world."

After saying this, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whew~"*3

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