Margarita finished casting a set of flowing magic, and suddenly the whole person was completely renewed. Sorceress can use magic to complete all the steps from cleaning to changing clothes, and usually soak in the tub half for enjoyment and half for fun.

"IMHO." Tishaya watched calmly from the side, "In the process of competing for a certain high-quality male, the status of the chief of Eretusa doesn't seem to add much. ”

I just said this to increase my momentum. Anyway, don't worry about it, I'm sure I'll make Meligrd understand what she's facing! ”

Tishaya looked at Margarita as if she was about to burn and shook her head. She had been visiting Triss after surgery these days. There was only a lot more fire in the other party's eyes than Margarita.

Okay, a tough fight.

Tisaya thought to herself.

The sorceress is jealous, which she has seen a lot in her life experience. As long as it doesn't end up being a mutual spell, it's not a big deal.

"What about the rumored elite Knights? In what name did you bring them into the land of Temeria? ”

"Foltest is very talkative this time, just like the investors who are eager to blow up your project. Can you imagine? I didn't even use my brain, the whole process was the process that the Temorian court helped us through. ”

Margarita said as she straightened her long, thick and beautiful blonde hair.

"They are all survivors of the city of Sintra, so they were given the name of 'Sintra Expatriate Knights' by the court of Fortest, but the treatment given by the kingdom is that Fortest granted them a castle as a station, and the speed of approval is faster than the Knights of the White Rose, which is now in the limelight."

"It's just that these people don't care about the castle station that many knights can't ask for in their lifetime, they just want to follow their lords, so now I place them near the outskirts of Goth Willen."

"An elite knight order with a master, still very close to the academy, Foltest didn't say much?"

Although Tishaya is still considered 'naïve' by Lan En in politics, she is still much more sophisticated than Margarita.

But Margarita just shook her head helplessly.

"You didn't go to the battlefield, Tishaya. If you go and see Lan En's performance with your own eyes, you won't have any worries now I suspect that Lan En was not teleported away at that time, even if he said on the spot that he wanted to be the king of the territory, it is estimated that it is not without discussion. ”

"At least the northern soldiers on the battlefield will immediately get down on one knee and cheer and even shed tears for the fact that this hero who came out of a myth is going to be king."

"His excitement and contagion on the battlefield is unparalleled! If it weren't for the Knights of Ember making it clear that they would not expand until they had the master's consent, perhaps I would have brought back more than sixty men this time. ”

"A large part of the soldiers who were once on the same battlefield as Rann worshipped him more than their lords and kings."

"Foltest won't, and won't dare to touch the mold at this time."

"And what about after that?" Tishaya asked calmly.

"Later?" Margarita raised her eyebrows, "Let that little bastard solve the matter by himself in the future, I'm so tired this time!" ”

Before heading to the rooms where Triss and Yennefer were recuperating, the two abbots first passed through the halls of the Locha Palace, where the servants were carrying Margarita's luggage.

Even if they go to the front line, the warlocks will not let themselves be wronged.

However, Tishaya suddenly stopped when she passed a pile of miscellaneous objects, and looked at a tower shield whose face slowly stiffened.

On the inside of the shield, there is a stick figure drawn with charcoal. Although it is only a few brushstrokes, it embodies the iconic characteristics of the characters under the solid painting workmanship.

The joy of the war approaching victory, the surprise of lovers meeting, lingering and strong feelings, and deep kisses.

There is no doubt that it is the kiss of deep lovers on the battlefield. It's sweet, it's glued, and it implies the information of the scene.

In normal times, Tishaya might consider collecting it. If the heroine didn't have her face on top.

Tishaya was a little speechless, and a little annoyed.

But looking at the stick figure painted on the inside of the tower shield, his own face is intertwined with Lan's. She inexplicably felt her heart beating a little fast.

"Do you want to explain what's going on?"

Tishaya glanced at Margarita with a squint eye, but was surprised to find that her student didn't show the usual expression of 'sorry to get into trouble'.

Instead, her eyes were calm and preoccupied.

"This is a soldier who was in charge of protecting me on the battlefield, his family has a bookstore, and his father has trained him in oil painting, and he originally said that he would refine, color, and exhibit this stick figure after the war."

"I originally thought that when he finished painting, he would buy the finished product and stick figures, and not exhibit them to the public, but only collect them for himself. But. The soldier was only minutes from the end of the war when a witchcraft arrow shattered his ribs from the side, and the stubble crushed his lungs. ”

"There's no finished product left." Margarita let out a long sigh.

Tishaya knew that she was not lamenting that she could not get the finished painting.

"Then put the stick figure in the gallery in Erethusa."

Tishaya said with a blank face, and Margarita turned her head sharply to look at her teacher.

"If you agree? Don't look at me like that, if you don't say anything else, just rely on his face, anyway, it's not my loss to spread it. ”

"Thank you, Tishaya." Margarita said with relief.

"It's okay, let's go. Let's go see Triss and Yennefer. ”

——

And two days ago, on Lanne's side, he had arrived at Black Tern Island on Lake Vigema.

"So the usage of this thing is to put it in front of the celestial sphere convergence rift, and wait for the scene inside the rift to be stable?"

Lan En spit as he fiddled with the elven beacon in his hand.

"It's so easy."

A tender green arm wrapped around Lan's neck from behind.

A breath of fresh smell like lake water came through, and the lady of the lake said behind him.

"But this beacon is no substitute for the unknown journey, Ran. Because the tide of chaos magic is coming in waves, the access to the unknown world is like a crest, and the momentum is strong, and the beacon cannot transform the interface of the world under such a powerful force. It's just a marker, after all. ”

"To use the beacon to return to a known otherworld, you can only use the Beacon in the middle of the journey, the gentle trough of the tide. Spend your rest time and enter another world through the rift. ”

"Well, you're really handy when you use water as a metaphor." Lan En tossed the elven beacon in his hand, and finally withdrew the alchemy leather bag.

"But the other world I marked should have good scenery, and it should be a holiday to travel and explore. Goodbye, ma'am. ”

"Goodbye, Lanne."

The Lady of the Lake sat on the Throne of the Waves, waving her hand gently at the witcher, as graceful and beautiful as ever.

The witcher took a deep breath before the celestial sphere met rift, then stepped into it.

In an instant, the coolness of Lake Vigema faded from the winter days and was replaced by a scorching heat.

The hot dark red colloidal fluid, the black hard rock, the black smoke erupting into the sky, and the rumbling sound seemed to be caused by countless explosive bombs that continued to explode under the ground beneath his feet, and there was no sign of stopping.

"It's . Volcanic eruptions at sea?! ”

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