"Well, I don't want to spoil the fun, but."

Dandrien's face was also ugly next to him, but he still reminded him.

"He's got half of his ribs shattered, and your witcher's potion is against him."

"That's right, so I'm not going to use the witcher's potion to save him, it's up to you to save him."

Lane handed Stewart, who was in his arms, to Ged.

As Gede took over, he asked suspiciously, "Leave it to us?" ”

After asking, he immediately reacted, and his face became ugly.

"You want us to go? After we've been through all this together? ”

"That's true." Lan didn't seem to see their obviously bad faces. "Look at this plume of smoke, guys."

The crater, which buried an entire Nilfgaard Division, was like a furnace.

The dry vegetation ignited a fire, and a huge column of smoke at least a kilometer wide was rising into the sky.

"There's a lot of movement, and the Nilfgaard have recently won a battle nearby, and they have plenty of troops. They're bound to come here to investigate. ”

"Afraid of them?" Ciri's voice was like saying, 'A man who has just slaughtered a brown bear is afraid of dogs.'"

"I'm not afraid, but it's not over yet."

Lan En looked down at the stubborn little girl.

"Haxor's relics, that war record needs to be sent to the North. While nothing can be done here, at the end of the day, as long as the evidence is in Nilfgaard's control, that's what they say. ”

Lan reached out and pointed to the crater behind him.

Even if it is such a huge 'evidence', as long as you want to eliminate it, it is actually not difficult.

"And I still know a little bit about the situation from the mouth of Duke Adar, that is, the person who mobilized this division-level force"

"Their main target is actually a little girl with gray hair in addition to the witcher."

Geralt's cat's eyes widened suddenly, and then his mood swings were well concealed by his dead face.

In a panic, he realized that Lan En had been looking into his eyes, obviously saying something.

"Although Adar is a duke of the Empire, he doesn't know what the identity of the so-called 'little girl with gray hair' is, and the information he can get is only physical characteristics."

"That seems," Geralt struggled to keep his face calm, but the slight twitch of the corners of his mouth would still reveal his mood.

"It seems that the big man who made the request doesn't really want people to know who he is looking for?"

"It's not a 'big man', it's the Emperor of Nilfgaard."

Lan whispered the name of the most powerful man in the world.

"The Darcy family is already a well-known nobleman in Nifgadri, and only Enshir Enrith, the Emperor's own orders, are qualified to attract his attention. Let him mobilize such a divisional and regimental army. ”

Geralt pursed his lips and said, "We should go, Ciri." ”

"What?" The little girl looked back at her guardian in disbelief. "You're letting me go? At the moment when this is happening? I'm but."

Before Ciri could finish speaking, Geralt and Lane pressed their hands on her at the same time, stopping her from blowing herself up.

Hacksoll said goodbye to Ciri in his letter.

But the letter was checked by Rann and there was no sign of it being opened, and they didn't read it out loud when they read it.

So for many, Ciri is still just a lucky little girl who has been taken by witchers in the midst of war.

"I don't know why Emperor Nilfgaard's order is so vague, but I think it might not do any good to take the liberty of talking about it. If identity is a bargaining chip, it should always be opened when it's time to draw. ”

With Lann's persuasion and Geralt's insistence, Ciri finally compromised in a low mood.

The group left this extraordinary crater in a group and moved quickly.

Soon after they left, the sound of horses' hooves on the ground could be heard in the distance.

Heavy armor, horse armor, and standard horseshoe steel were ravaging the ground.

Eventually, three ten-man teams of Nilfgaard cavalry stopped outside the crater.

Having just experienced a battle with the armies of the northern nations, the reconnaissance teams in this area of the Nilfgaard army were significantly higher than the rest of the world.

As they got closer, the leader of the cavalry squad slowed down his horse and drove his horse to his crotch with a brisk walk that was easy to observe and relax. The team behind him also used this as a baseline speed and began to look around.

They were reconnaissance units that had been sent from nearby barracks to check on the situation.

From the dispatch of the task to the temporary assembly, equipment preparation, departure, and arrival, it took only more than an hour in total.

This is normal for a group of cavalry squads resting in the barracks.

The expressions of the group of people were relaxed until this point.

After all, wildfires are not uncommon during the dry winter months.

And recently, the only northern barbarians who could threaten the legion had just been defeated, or slaughtered, by them. Now, it's a little difficult to find something that threatens them in this land.

A large part of the reason why the barracks let them come out to see it was because the smoke column was too big and conspicuous.

Let many of the rest sergeants in the barracks see it, as well as those wounded who are recuperating from their wounds.

The wounded are the ones who have picked up a life from the brutal battlefield, and their nerves are sensitive and fragile, often shouting for no reason.

The officers of the barracks feared that this conspicuous and huge column of smoke would irritate the sergeants and cause an uproar, even an accident of greater scale and severity.

Their group of cavalry squads only needs to come over to find out the reason, and have a reasonable explanation that will not cause fear of the group and hand it over to the above.

The cavalry squad had come from the flank of the crater, so they had not yet seen the only entrance to the hill.

"Record: Hell, there's a massive wildfire in Mountain 13, and it's so hot outside!"

The leader of the cavalry squad shouted behind him without looking back, and a special recorder would record the results of this reconnaissance operation according to the regulations.

"Originally, I said that it was a little wrong to be able to burn such a large pillar in an hour. But the thirteenth mountain is tsk, and the terrain is no different from a natural furnace. ”

"There is no doubt about the burning effect." The clerk at the back of the team leader wrote and read it out for the chief to confirm.

"Next, we need to determine the cause of the fire, whether there are nearby troops, and whether there is a risk of the fire spreading."

"Let's do it one by one."

The team leader said casually, and the old man under his crotch, the war horse, also followed his mood, walking at a pace that was not in a hurry.

But as he walked a little around the periphery of the crater, the clerk behind the leader suddenly found that the chief's body seemed to be. A little stiff?

After taking a few more steps forward, the scene that the commander saw also appeared in the eyes of the cavalry who followed.

In the thick smoke that rushed into the sky, the gap that the crater had blocked was impressive!

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