"Whew~poof!"

Taking a deep breath, Ciri stuck her head out of the straw pile, and now had a lot of straw stuck in her rat-gray hair.

"Ah, that's good, that's awesome." Lambert clasped his hands on his chest and was expressionless, but he spat out a strange irony.

"As soon as you came, you broke the record that this little girl hadn't fallen for a month."

Lann stood behind Lambert, and Flannel Ball looked at the witcher's training equipment with a little excitement and curiosity.

Lann could now ignore Lambert's prickly mouth for a moment.

So he raised his eyebrows and asked directly.

"Haven't fallen in a month? What's her training progress like now? ”

Lambert tilted his head to look at him.

"I'm learning the 'three small steps' right now, you know? Feints, dashes, turns, and wipes the neck. ”

This is a basic routine in witcher swordsmanship, and basically every witcher who can come out to do the work has to practice this set of movements to the instinct of the body.

So over time, the witchers on the market didn't talk about this set of moves.

Because this has become the basic movement in the process of their swordsmanship.

That is, the apprenticeship teaching stage, it will be called a name.

Lan En reacted for a moment before he took note of Mentos's prompting.

And because the witcher will be fighting and facing monsters in a variety of environments and terrain, Ciri's 'three small steps' will be practiced on a seesaw-like plank that is difficult to control and balance.

It's just to simulate the real situation.

"She's pretty much done with it, and I'm going to remove the straw pile in a week. But now. Hum. ”

Lambert glanced at Rann dissatisfiedly,

It's just that because of the height difference between the two, his action of looking up looks very unimposing.

"It's okay to train." Lann watched as Ciri climbed back onto the rickety plank. "She didn't drink potions or eat mushrooms today, did she?"

"Nope." Lambert is not ambiguous here.

After all, they really didn't pay attention to what Lan En said yesterday, and they were a little scared now.

Depriving a little girl of her future feminine characteristics at an early age. If this really happened, the witchers of the wolf faction would definitely regret it to the point of collapse.

Because they have come to see Ciri as a descendant of all of them.

"Since you said that, she has been clamoring for mushroom salad and herbal juice this morning, and we haven't given it to her."

"Clamoring for food?" Lan was a little surprised, "I think those two things didn't taste very good. ”

In fact, Lan En hadn't eaten the cave fungus unique to witchers, nor the herbal juice that strengthened his body before the mutation.

This is all the treatment that only a seriously trained demon hunter apprentice can do, and he, a son of fate who was forcibly mutated by his master, does not have this time.

The indifference and ruthlessness of the Bear School is sometimes reflected in impatience.

It's just that he has been exposed to all of these medicinal materials now, and he has also asked Mentos to analyze the medicinal properties, so he knows that the taste of these things is very bad.

Generally, a girl like Ciri's age would not argue for something unpalatable.

And at this point, the corners of Lambert's mouth went up, as if with a little pride.

"Those things do taste like gnawing on tree bark, but Ciri is no ordinary little girl."

There was a fire in her heart, warm and persistent. If she can make herself stronger, she doesn't hesitate to eat some bark. ”

"Wow, that's amazing!"

The flannel ball also looked at Ciri with bright eyes at this time, maybe it was Ciri's spirit that made it feel full of energy.

Lan En touched his chin sensibly.

"Is it because of the insecurity after the great change that prompted her to strengthen herself with an anxious attitude?"

Lambert looked at Lan beside him in surprise.

"You studied psychology?"

"Learn?" Lan En shook his head slightly, "I haven't studied psychology courses systematically, why do you ask?" ”

"I took a job at Orson Ford last time, and when I was done, I was stopped by an old professor who said he was going to psychoanalyze the witchers or something. Your tone was very similar to his. ”

Lambert grinned, it seemed that the psychoanalysis had made him feel bad.

"That guy said that as soon as I opened my mouth now, I was angry because of the psychological trauma when I was a child, and what was formed.' Resistive self-protection mechanism'. ”

"That guy looked at me the last time like a poor worm! It's weird! ”

Lan nodded noncommittally.

But looking at Lambert's unhappy face, he knew in his heart: lies and nonsense don't hurt people, and the truth is a quick knife.

There are few people who become witchers who have no psychological problems.

"I'll take over." Lann walked in front of Lambert and headed for Ciri.

The foul-mouthed wolf school nodded, "Then I'll leave it to you, that"

At the end, he pursed his lips with a rare worried expression.

"It's not too late, is it? Her body"

Lan looked back at him, and only chuckled after a moment.

"You've only taken her for half a year, even if the practice is broken, I can break it back, rest assured."

Lambert let out a sigh.

"Whew, that's great. Otherwise, Geralt and Viselmir will definitely regret going crazy! ”

"You won't regret it?" Lan En tilted his head and smiled.

"Regrets? For her? Lambert sneered and turned away, "Who the is she?" I don't regret it, it's my business. ”

After Lambert left, the flannel ball scratched his little triangular ears and looked at his back.

"Duplicity?"

After saying that, Flannel Ball raised his head as if asking and looked at Lanen.

Lan En smiled and didn't speak, rubbing the three-flowered cat's head.

"Alright, Ciri! Come down first. ”

Ryan shouted to the little girl who had re-climbed the rickety plank.

"I'll adjust your training plan during this time."

"Huh? Really fake! ”

The little girl screamed in surprise, and at the same time her steps were chaotic, so she fell back into the straw with a 'bang'.

But this time, she crawled out of the scattered straw pile like a little monkey, and ran towards Lan En before she could get to her feet.

In Ciri's heart, it is estimated that Lan En should be the best warrior in the world.

Although she also loves Geralt, Uncle Viselmere, and Lambert, she loves and loves, and she is powerful

Lan's analysis is very correct, the trauma caused by that war is not limited to the material level, but also the spiritual level of countless people.

Ciri was stimulated by the war to become so insecure that he became a little radical.

(End of chapter)