"Thank you, it's a great gift."

After wearing the silver cat ring, Lan En did feel a lot lighter. When you jump up and land, there will be an inexplicable puff of smoke that is stepped on, and then there is no feeling of landing and shocking.

Although this feeling of lightness could not overcome his huge self-weight, allowing his [Light Body Technique] to be as free to use as the Ashina Ninja.

But it also greatly expands his range of movement.

Coupled with the magic ashlar ring that he had obtained from the guards at the gate of Othloes's dormitory, Lan En had already obtained two magic rings in this world.

In addition, the magic ring made by Triss herself to echo the magic harness on the unicorn is used to echo the magic harness on the unicorn, and she wears three rings on her hand.

It feels a bit of an upstart look.

"There's nothing wrong with that."

Lan En nodded with lowered eyes, and the arms that had been holding each other loosened and beckoned to Siris.

Len understands Siris' caution and his reverence for paganism.

After a moment of silence, Lane spoke to Siris, and the female knight looked at the witcher earnestly.

The crows in the sky were still circling, and the bones of the wheels on the roof had been gnawed clean, leaving only the broken clothes blown away in the dim sky.

"Come with me. It's not far from there, just a little ride on my horse. ”

——

Although it is not far from the wave of chaos magic that will leave, but in the end, helping Siris, Lan En feels that he should still be rich.

Koenicus was accustomed to Siris's performance.

Siris glanced up at Lane, and she remembered that in the previous contact, the other party had asked her a lot of common-sense questions that seemed 'ridiculous'.

After walking this road a few times, Qilin was already able to easily avoid unnecessary risks on the way, and basically didn't let Lan Enduo worry about it.

Lan was already leaving, and he didn't have any special thoughts about him, so he behaved normally.

"Lanne."

Lan asked Siris with his hands on his chest and nodded his head.

"Superb swordsmanship, especially good at using small shields to perform [Block] combat skills, flame-shaped greatswords, and twilight-colored high-grade armor"

This was not a long time, and there were no signs of wild beasts or people disturbing it.

The female knight, who had already walked a few steps away, turned around.

"He is. My grandfather. He is the best paladin in the Land of Twilight. ”

"That's where I last met him."

After Len finished speaking, he saw Konicus and Sirius show strange expressions at the same time.

It was Lan En's appearance of 'not knowing the Onuma Spellcaster at all' that made him laugh like an old crow, pulling the broken gong in his throat.

"Spellcasting?" The witcher scratched his cheek.

As the witcher passed by the female knight, the cold female knight who believed in the Nameless Moon whispered 'thank you'.

But at the same time, he encouraged himself to complete the agreement with his grandfather in the past.

It looks like an iron cage in a village full of wandering spirits, and it's a bit leisurely.

The witcher shook his head: "That would be equivalent to death." It's just a shell that moves. ”

"Understood."

The footprints are deep, representing the weight of armor and weapons. There is no feeling of dragging mud and water, which means that the step is stable and solid.

However, Siris seems to be almost reflexively disgusted and distancing because of his identity as a 'Onuma Spellcaster'.

There are not many characters with this quality in this poor little village.

"If one day, you become a wanderer, without autonomy, without consciousness. What will you do if you start killing anyone who comes near you without knowing it, without blood or tears? ”

The man's name was Konicus, and he came from a place called Onuma, and he claimed to be a sorcerer.

After rescuing him, Lane told him that he could seek refuge in the secluded church, where a loving goddess was resting, and then he would go to the Cold Valley.

She looked at the witcher with a determined gaze.

Before long, they ascended the unattended elevator and ascended from the base of the Tower of the Living Sacrifice Road to the village.

Lann pursed his lips and nodded, and he led the way to the front of Siris.

"Follow me. It's been a while, but I'm still a little confident about tracking traces. ”

"Cast spells, you have to say so. Yes, we sorcerers can indeed cast spells. ”

The more Lan listened, the more familiar it felt.

"I see. But that's exactly what it is. I need to fulfill the agreed moment. ”

The witcher shook his head and watched as Siris prepared to walk down the hill to find someone in the village already infested with geistels.

Siris had lowered her head after describing it, apparently not really hoping that Lane had seen the person she was looking for.

Cialis's expression was eager, but it seemed that he had learned it here, and the impression of Ran's 'good Samaritan' still made Ciris choose to speak directly.

For example, it can attach various states of pine resin to weapons.

"Ah, let me ask one more question, young man."

The old spell master smiled and nodded, as if he was at ease with what he encountered.

Lan En looked at Siris's lonely and cold back, frowned and opened his mouth.

Meaning: Let's start talking.

"You've saved me a lot, Lanne."

The iron cage that held him was rusty, and the sword of the Lake Maiden easily cut through the lock, and the old sorcerer staggered out.

As a character with strong combat power, but who can go crazy at any time, it is natural to be kicked out.

"Of course. If there is some privacy that is difficult to talk about, a little bit is fine. For example, what is your relationship? ”

"Wow." Hezel next to him let out a sigh of emotion.

Ciris looked at him with a hollow look in his eyes and muttered something in his mouth.

And Lan En was blunt.

Siris shook his head: "How many people in this world can be trusted to speak their minds?" ”

A revered paladin, Verdolynk became an immortal at this time.

Lane led Siris to the hillside by the cliff.

Siris didn't say much.

"You don't seem to be much of a fan of spells, how about it? Do you want to learn from me? ”

The female knight of the Twilight Land sat on her knees on the steps, telling the characteristics of the man she was looking for.

"So, Grandpa thinks so too."

"Gloomy church, ah, I see. I'll go, hehe. ”

But the frustration of getting nothing, and the sense of urgency, still drove Siris not to miss any opportunity.

"Thank you." Siris whispered thanks. "I'll look for traces of my grandfather here, this village is not big, even if there are secret passages and secret doors, I can find them in a few days."

"I did meet him, that's why I asked you about it."

Paladin Verdolink.

After accepting the ring, Lan En also took the opportunity to ask about what they were discussing just now.

So Lane easily caught Fodorinck's footprints.

But

"Can you tell me why you're looking for him?"

Although Lan En didn't use it much, the flannel ball was very interested in this kind of thing that could temporarily give the weapon a special status, so the kitten collected a lot of it himself.

"Can you tell me who you're looking for? Maybe I can help too? ”

And the old knight who was able to help strangers in the first place has become a strangely murderous guy, muttering 'become a family' and 'serve the accumulator'.

"If it weren't for the battle we fought together to quell the rebellion for Irusir, I still wouldn't have much contact with Rosaria's fingers."

"If I'm not mistaken, you're going to kill him?"

"Verdorink, he doesn't seem quite right."

Kirin is in charge of taking Lan and Sirith to the undead settlement.

The female knight lowered her head with a tangled face. It's like you're stuck in some kind of memory.

"Siris."

He was dressed in natural clothing and ornaments made of animal feathers, bones, cotton and linen.

"The last time I saw him wasn't far away, and the place wasn't far away. But I have to warn you."

Rarely, Sirius showed obvious impatience.

Lan En's words were very cautious, although they were not thorough, but in today's environment, the meaning was clearly expressed.

The witcher's arms clasped around his chest with both hands, and one stretched out, spreading his palms.

But after a moment of silence, Siris, who took a deep breath, stood up.

Although she has said it many times along the way.

Before the witcher could finish speaking, Siris interrupted him with a solemn look in the eyes.

It could be seen that she didn't want to find her grandfather, because she would have to fight with the sword of Fodolynk at that time.

Generally, people who have never seen it will just say 'I haven't seen it', but they will not say superfluous words.

The flannel ball was left in the secluded church to pack up.

Although Lan and the two of them didn't have anything to pack when they arrived, they had some local specialties in their hands during this time.

"No, nothing."

"Have you seen him? Where is it!? ”

The old sorcerer's thin palm patted Lan's shoulder.

Siris won't say anything about it, but Lan can more or less imagine the cause and effect.

"I need to know where he is, Lanne."

Chasing the footprints all the way, the two found a strange guy locked in an iron cage on a tower in the undead settlement.

Lan didn't speak, just pursed his lips.

"As I agreed with my grandfather. I will give him relief. ”

Even if they are unconscious, most of them will only spin in circles, wandering in limited places.

As Rann muttered, Mentos automatically embodied the descriptions on the retina.

Finally, the portrait after the integration of various features. He was the first normal person Lan met after coming to this world.

The witcher's perspective unfolds, and the messy and drowsy world suddenly becomes a brightly colored appearance.

Lanne's apparently different response made Sirith jerk his head up.

"Are you sure you're going to do this? I mean. Are you sure that Verdolynk had agreed with you at the time? ”

"So you've been looking for someone all along?"

"No wonder, I think you've always been purposeful. But why didn't you say it earlier? ”

The female knight of the Land of Twilight has a complicated expression under the silver headdress.

At that time, Lann passed by the undead settlement and said goodbye to Verdolynk on the nearby hillside.

"Do you think I have the potential to learn spells?"

The old sorcerer who wanted to teach his disciple even asked simply, "Why do you think you can't cast spells?" A wise brain and a firm belief have these two things, and what can't be a spell? What is the rationale for this? ”

Lan En raised his eyebrows, it seems that the requirements for spell casting in this world are different from those of the Magic Middle Ages.

Maybe it's really possible for you to cast a spell as a witcher?

(End of chapter)