From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Judd's voice had been hoarse for a long time, and with what he said, the tone of his speech could not help but take on an old and weird accent.

"Okay, okay... There are three necessary steps in the witcher trial:

The first step is called decision. A special diet composed of special mushrooms, mosses, and herbs is assisted by brutal physical training... The original muscle tissue of the apprentices will be digested, and stronger muscles will be regrown, so that the teenagers have the strength of adults. Many apprentices can't make it through, will go crazy during training, or simply die of heart and liver failure.

The second step is called the Grass Trial. Use potions to destroy your nervous system and other mortal parts of your body, resetting a tougher cycle for up to seven days. You could have a brain hemorrhage, you could have an internal failure, or your whole body would melt like butter. It is said that Kaer Morhen has the highest success rate, with 40% of the apprentices surviving.

Finally, the Dream Trial... and the new Mutagen. This modifies your bone marrow and hormones, taking away your fertility. Guess what the survival rate is for this step? "

Lan En recorded the details of what the other party said, especially the formula of the potion, and said, "Don't talk about topics that have nothing to do with the trial."

"No, no, this is of course a topic related to trials. Guess what the survival rate is? The answer is - 30%. This is data for hundreds of years, and the success rate of apprentices over ten years old is - zero !"

Judd looked at Lan panting. The previous waterboarding made it very difficult for him to concentrate, but even so his eyes were still full of jokes: "Poor noble boy, no matter how you look at it, he is over ten years old. No Knowing that I heard tales of witchers from those bard tales or strange talebooks, I wanted to be one of them."

"Become a monster, neither human nor beast, expelled by soldiers and officials, rejected by the civilians he saved, hunted and killed by distorted monsters, and become a monster wandering on the edge of human civilization!"

Lan silently closed the notebook: "You may not believe it, but I probably know more about demon hunters than most people in the world, or everyone in the world. I respect you as a group—of course, not including you .”

"I've finished asking all I want to know, do you have anything else to say?"

Because of this sentence, the small prison was immediately filled with murderous aura. The demon hunter had already foreseen his own end, and he had long known that such a day would happen to him. Now that disaster is imminent, he doesn't feel afraid.

"Hahahaha, hahahahahaha. Go become a witcher, noble boy! Go become a witcher, you will die, you will die! Hahaha, hahaha!"

Crazy laughter echoed behind him. Lann turned around, grabbed the long sword, and sealed his throat with it.

The amber pupils completely extinguished the light, and the experience value on the panel jumped slightly. The amount of promotion is not enough to catch a thief.

Hearing the commotion inside the cell, the jailers who had been watching and waiting outside immediately came up, and they quickly put down the demon hunter's body after Lann left. The body will eventually be thrown into the wilderness with other executed prisoners.

Walking out of the prison, the sun was shining outside, and all the cold air brought out from inside was dispelled.

Seeing Lann coming out, the horse attendant House immediately went to the stable to lead Lann's mount out.

Lan En was in a good mood. Although his first encounter with the demon hunter was not pleasant, he unexpectedly achieved part of his goal and clarified the content of the demon hunter's trial.

It's just that the success rate of this trial is a little bit low. Becoming a demon hunter is to allow Lann to gain strength better. If you gamble your life because of this, you will lose everything. Lane decided that the next stage goal is to try to increase the success rate of the demon hunter trial, or the success rate of passing the demon hunter trial.

This process is much more difficult than obtaining the Witcher Trial, and inevitably requires the participation of a warlock. The royal family of Sintra also has a warlock, but the other party is not here now.

Lan felt that he needed to think of a suitable reason to hand over the content of this trial to the other party, and persuade the warlock to help him solve the problem together.

Speaking of which, Judd's corpse may be a good experimental material, which can help to decipher the trial of the demon hunter and investigate exactly what changes have taken place in the demon hunter's body.

It's just that Lan himself doesn't have the academic quality to dissect and decipher, and there are no warlocks who are capable of deciphering it.

Everything is back to the starting point of "long-term planning".

Lane thought. Before the warlock came back, it might be difficult to advance his plan to become a witcher. Anyway, I have nothing to do now, so I might as well take the city guards out to clear the quests.

"Speaking of which, I don't seem to have seen them today? Where's my city guard?" Lan En asked the attendant back.

"Master Earl, you forgot, you let everyone rest today." The sword attendant Sward reminded.

House, who was leading the horse, interrupted at this time: "This time you also gave everyone a lot of rewards. I just saw them walking towards the Rose Garden..."

As House was speaking, he suddenly felt the entire team's pace suddenly stop.

Lan En asked strangely: "Where is the Rose Garden? Shouldn't their favorite place to go to be the 'Three Crows' tavern?"

The young Earl glanced at the three servants. The sword servant Sward was the most powerful and the most honest but not sociable. Compared with the other two, they were much smarter, especially the stable boy House and the soldiers of the city defense army. Have the most fun.

"House, tell me."

House, Ace, and Sward looked at each other, and said hesitantly: "The Rose Garden... is more expensive, and it is a place where everyone will go after saving some money."

Rose Garden... Rose, Garden? Lane chewed on the name repeatedly, seeming to taste a bit of it.

Lan En narrowed his eyes: "You all know Rose Garden?"

The three attendants hesitated for a while, then nodded.

"I'm the only one who doesn't know?"

The three attendants hesitated for a while, then shook their heads.

Lan En lowered his head and thought for a while, then said to the three attendants: "Simply, there is nothing to do today - I also want to see what my soldiers are doing on their rest days. Rose Garden, right?"

The eyes of the three attendants lit up and they nodded vigorously.

"Set off!"

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The next day, the sun was high, Lannister House.

Lan En was sweating profusely, standing motionless in the center of the courtyard with his sword stand in his hand.

After a while, Lan took a deep breath, recalling in his mind the movements of the demon hunter in the previous battle and the essentials obtained from the torture yesterday, his body gradually began to move.

Like a cat stepping out with ingenious and light steps, in stark contrast to it, the upper body was spinning wildly like a windmill, and the long sword was driven by Lann to sweep across every space around him.

[Whirling Sword Dance]!

"However, there is no such thing as a god."

After spinning wildly for a few times, Lan, who seemed to be finally tired from playing, stopped and sighed.