959. Lake Vigema
"Boom" a splash exploded.
From the crack of the Tianqiu Intersection in mid-air, which was like a broken mirror, Lan En took the first step out.
The boot stepped on the water of the lake that did not reach the surface of his feet, and the waves swept away the lotus leaves and lotus flowers floating on the lake on the ground of the Dagon Temple.
The witcher took a deep breath, which was filled with the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the breath of the moisture of the lake water made him close his eyes rather indulgently.
Then, ignoring the lake, he lay on his back on the marble floor of the temple of Dagon.
His silver hair floated in the water, like some kind of bewitching flower.
Although the temple does not even have walls, it is supported by a dozen marble columns.
But Lan En, who was lying on his back in the lake, only had to tilt his head slightly to cast his gaze onto the sky beyond the dome.
"If you feel uncomfortable, then I can make it clear to Foltest."
Lan explained his experience to the Lady of the Lake.
Lan En clasped his hands to his chest, his fingers on the nail plate covering his large arm, and tapped it lightly and regularly.
"It's agreed, ma'am."
Flannel Ball also collected some green flowers, moss balls and the like.
On the Throne of the Waves, the lady's gentle fingers pick up a bundle of her long hair, playing with it on her fingertips.
This is something that the flannel ball has collected by himself, and Lan En has not paid much attention to it, just as a toy for the cat himself.
But the Lady of the Lake smiled and shook her finger, signaling that Lan didn't have to do anything.
"I'm a little thirsty, ma'am. But I think the 'hunger and thirst' in our minds shouldn't mean the same thing now. ”
Lan En lifted the woman's hand and kissed it.
"They should have guessed the fact that my power is very different from that of ordinary witchers. Plus, I don't really try too hard to hide the traces of every time I come here. ”
Greeting each other after returning from the rift where the celestial spheres meet, this seems to have become the usual way for the Lady of the Lake and Lan En to greet each other.
And keep brushing "+1" in the back.
The appearance of the unicorn seemed to inspire the lady's pity, and the waves held up the lady's unwielding body and rushed over to pat the unicorn on the back.
Seeing that Lan En didn't want to talk more about the previous world, the Lady of the Lake didn't want to delve into it, so she chuckled at his words.
"Looks like you've got a new favor in a new world, my champion?"
And the lady in the lake next to her seemed to like the feel of this ancient dragon's head and the mane on her neck.
She really hadn't heard much of such a strange world.
"The people of Temeria."
"When they're here, it's a lot of fun for me."
However, according to the concept of 'magic' in the world of fire, Lan En felt that this pine resin might be able to give weapons the ability to damage souls.
The sun in the sky is warm, shining, and steady.
As his most prominent identity, the witcher has been noticed by too many people.
There are enough careerists like this, and if Temeria can consciously find a new track without getting involved in those disgusting things, Rann would be happy to see them divergent thinking, and even try to do so.
It contains coke pine resin that burns after application, golden pine resin that discharges electricity, and blue-white pine resin that is picked up from Ilussil.
"Boss! Catch meow! You can't get wet! ”
It will not suddenly go out, it will not become a bloody solar eclipse, and people living under the sun will not suddenly have an extra black hole in their bodies and swallow humanity into it.
Then this strong emotion was magnified by the face that could be called a work of art in the sunlight at any time.
Obviously, the ancient dragons of the New World still didn't get used to the dizziness of passing through the rift where the celestial spheres met.
Two lake-green arms clasped up from his back and hugged his chest.
The gentle but powerful spray lifted his back up, and Lan En immediately controlled his hands and feet, carefully not moving.
The three-flowered kitten struggled to pull the wide, draped rune silk cloth on the unicorn's body, and turned her head to complain to Lan En.
Thankfully, it was just a flurry of retching. Didn't really spit out anything.
The two hands that were originally wrapped around his chest, one began to move up, caressing Lan En's face. The other is facing downwards
And at this moment, the meow of Elu came from the crack where the celestial spheres meet.
However, I still have to admire the racial temperament of the ancient dragon of the Qilin, even if it is drunk and vomited, which has nothing to do with elegance.
Lan En shook his head and said no more.
The Lady of the Lake didn't bother with the sunny gold on her fingers anymore and stretched out her hand to Lan En. The smile on his face is as gentle and soothing as the water of a lake.
Just listening to it is enough to make people desperate.
And in the face of the general situation of 'catching the appearance of the little three', Mr. Lan, who has long been different, is not surprised.
"It's a dangerous and desperate world, ma'am."
Before the Kirin could even utter a retorting hiss, he let out an unpleasant sound from his throat.
Seeing Lan En coming over again, the Lady of the Lake asked in a teasing tone.
Frightened, the flannel ball quickly dodged in front of it.
"Good work, Lanne."
The tactful tone of voice easily grasped the witcher.
But then, Lan En felt that the lake behind him seemed to fluctuate a little.
Mentos didn't refute it at all before being pressed, so Lane thought he was completely right.
After completing this link, Lan En felt that he had indeed completed a commissioned adventure.
This pine resin can give weapons damage with magical properties.
"Huh. Vomit! ”
When the unicorn was made, there was a poignant feeling of unicorn crying blood.
The northern nations will replace 'demons' with 'heroes'.
Because of his 'demonic' performance on the battlefield of the Civil War the previous year, according to the Nilfgaard people.
"Boss, the unicorn is too inferior!"
After taking two steps, a large cloth bag was thrown out of the crack.
The long dark green hair floated to Lan En as if it were floating in the water.
"You actually know why, don't you?"
The Lady of the Lake's Wave Throne held her up, and the foam of the waves and her long dark green hair slightly obscured some of the important parts of the carcass.
But the Lady of the Lake is different.
Thanks to the emperor's sons' god-given artistic attainments, Lan En's expression at this time was seamless.
Lan En immediately became serious and serious, as if responding to the shouts of the flannel ball was a matter of urgency.
Lane didn't deny it.
This human mutation technology, which was jointly created by Archmage Arzu and his teachers and disciples, has also attracted the attention of many people again, and even wants to restart research.
The witcher blinked.
Outside the temple of Dagon, there are still a number of pleasure boats on Lake Vigema.
On the fingertips of the lake's green skin, there was a touch of sun-warm gold.
A world that is not too far from stabilizing the world, relying on the flames to maintain the basic rules, and as the flames decline, it is necessary for heroes with huge souls to burn themselves and continue the flames.
"It seems that these cruise ships have never been seen."
And the demon hunter mutation that had been silent for a long time and no one even cared about it anymore.
Immediately after the large package that was thrown out, the flannel ball that took the lead came out with the unicorn who was a little disobedient to the call of the four hooves.
The Lady of the Lake frowned and pondered.
By the time he returned, the Kirin had returned to his usual appearance.
"You seem to be, my champion."
The witcher whispered.
With the large package in his arms, Lan took a few steps towards Black Tern Island and placed it on the shore where there was no water.
At the same time, on the retina of the witcher, the biochemical brain Mentos lists a subtitle: "[Artistic Talent]"
The package is not heavy, but the volume is very inflated. Lan En hugged it with both hands.
For Lanne, it's so easy to see through the relationship that you don't even have to finish a glass of wine.
The spray on the back quickly took on a physical and physical touch. It's big, soft, and has the freshness of the lake.
In fact, the lively scene on Lake Vigema now is also caused by Lan's deliberate refusal to say anything.
Having this temperament is completely a racial talent, and it is a bad thing to do in it.
He broke free from the embrace of the waves behind him.
These boats carried one or two noble ladies and rich ladies, accompanied by a knight or a well-dressed aristocratic man.
"What kind of world is that?"
How to survive in a desperate world, how to fulfill the promise you made with the lady of the lake, how to return with your friends
It's only for a moment, but it feels like you're immersed in a grand adventure.
With a kind of compassion, and the perseverance and determination to fight to the end in the face of despair.
"No, it's not necessary."
The Lady of the Lake laughed in her voice, and the hot breath breathed into Lan's ear.
"Huh? Is it? ”
"This celestial sphere convergence rift made me feel abnormal from the beginning."
The Halo Portal is a Halo Portal, but with the constitution of the New World Ancient Dragon, the recovery speed is undoubted.
Instead, he gestured to the outside of the Dagon Temple, wanting to talk about something lighter.
At least that's what Lann thinks.
At the same time, his eyes were on the witcher.
She caressed Kirin's neck with one hand and placed the other in front of her eyes, rubbing her thumb against the nape of her index and middle fingers, with a meaningful smile on her face.
I didn't say much, but I seemed to say everything.
This temperament made the flannel ball and Lan En, who were already familiar with the unicorn, feel very awkward, because they knew that this unicorn was a lazy 'college animal' at all.
Obviously, this is Mentos's high praise for the subject's performance just now.
After a world where the basic rules were turbulent and nearly wiped out, Lan now feels relaxed looking at the magical Middle Ages.
"On average, there are two times a day when a girl falls into the water around Black Tern Island, and the knight is desperate to save people."
"And the lady and her husband met on the boat, and loudly announced their names, and then duel each other in the name of glory."
(End of chapter)