From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

They passed through a meadow dotted with sparse trees, through winding and misty valleys, and across broad meadows and decayed, dead forests.

Dunka kept using his familiarity with the forest to find Ciri's trail and point out the direction for Lann.

The petite dryad huddled in Lan En's arms, and her almost naked upper body was pressed against Lan En's chest. Fortunately, Lan En was wearing full-body plate armor, so she couldn't feel anything.

But if it were someone else who wasn't so decent, this would all be insane.

Suddenly, a skylark flew over here.

"Stop!" Dunka said to Lan immediately after seeing Skylark.

The lark landed on Dunka's wrist, chattering for a while. Dunka kept nodding, as if communicating with the other party.

After a long time, Dunka turned to Lann and said, "I found your princess."

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Ciri, who was witty, found that she was actually not smart enough. Because she didn't run away in the end.

The dryad's control over the forest is really extraordinary. When Brian woke up the next morning and found that Ciri was missing, she immediately started chasing her, and her tracking method was unheard of by Ciri.

The whole forest is helping her! God knows that creatures like dryads can communicate with animals, the book didn't mention this!

After all, human beings' understanding of dryads is extremely limited.

Bryan not only chased him himself, but also constantly summoned fellow dryads to round up Ciri in all directions.

The dryad kept chasing, and Ciri kept running. She ran after her, she ran after her. As a result, Ciri chose the wrong direction, once approaching the center of Brokiron.

This is why more and more dryads surrounded her.

Ciri kept running, but the Dryad blocked her way. She was blocked when she ran, and she was blocked when she ran, and she was really blocked in the end.

What Ciri didn't know was that by this time they were very close to what the Dryads called the capital of Doon Kanal. She almost circled Brokilon for a half circle, wasting a lot of time going around, and finally did not escape.

Dryad Dunka obtained the information from Skylark, and told Lane what happened to Ciri during this period.

Lane couldn't laugh or cry. He seemed to realize what the problem was. Unexpectedly, it was the self-help knowledge he had taught Ciri that caused the twists and turns.

Fortunately, after going around and around, everything is back on track.

"In other words, we can go directly to your capital now, right?"

So the goal of the Lane duo turned to Duane Kanal again.

After waiting until sunset, Lan finally arrived at the Forest of Giant Trees under the guidance of Dunka.

Dunka dismounted at the entrance and fell to his knees, bowing his head in prayer.

Lan En couldn't help feeling awed when he looked at the scene in front of him. I have seen many modern buildings in later generations, and I have also seen a lot of various art scenes, but this is the first time he has seen it like this.

The trees—oaks, yews, and butternuts mostly—were a dozen yards thick, and their heights were indeterminate, with their sinuous roots turning into trunks well above their heads.

This kind of tree belongs to the kind of existence that can be known as a fantasy forest at a glance, very "natural", even "magic".

Now they could move at a faster pace: there were open spaces between the huge trees, no other vegetation could survive in their shadow, and there was only a thick layer of rotting leaves on the ground.

Heifeng ran even more joyously, it seemed to feel something, and knew that it was very close to the goal.

They left the border of the forest of giant trees, and the extremely energetic Heifeng ran wildly for another quarter of an hour, and then entered the damp beech forest in the canyon again.

Dunka suddenly asked to stop. She took off her corolla and turned to Lann and said, "Human, I will blindfold you for the rest of the journey. I have to do this."

Lann took off his helmet: "I understand, then I will ask you to control the black wind."

The two moved on, and Lan could only feel the outside world through his ears now. He heard the singing of birds with different tones, and the squeaking of squirrels; then he heard the sound of horses' hoofs treading water, and the sound of fish splashing in the water was accompanied by it.

Lan knew he had come to the real Brokilon. The end of the journey.

"Remove the blindfold, human. We have arrived." The thick fog covered Hei Feng's knees, and Lan finally heard Dunka's voice.

"This is Duncanal, the land of the oak tree, the heart of Brokiron."

Lan looked over. There was a sinkhole here, completely covered by a vast green canopy. Mist and steam rise from the dirt, rocks and hot springs.

At first, there was a dead silence in the sinkhole, and no shadow could be seen. But it didn't take long before they heard a loud and pleasant whistle. A slender black-haired dryad walked gracefully by stepping on the spirally arranged porous mushrooms on the trunk. Like the other Dryads, the color of her clothing can be deceiving.

Of course, this deceiving effect may also come from their skin.

Dunka and the black-haired dryad began to communicate in a low-pitched tone. This is the dialect of the dryads. Not many dryads as a whole can communicate with humans normally. Only guerrillas like Dunka and the others can learn the common language.

Lan looked at Duan Canal. The dryad's capital was actually a huge oak tree that "grew" from the bottom of the sinkhole.

Above this gigantic oak tree, mistletoe-like clumps hung heavily from branches and trunks, some very close to the ground, others far away, and some even on top of the tree. These are the houses of Dryads, and these tree houses are living logs, "houses" that grow straight out of giant oak trees.

Lane saw several larger buildings on the ground, too: huts made of intertwined branches and roofed with leaves. He could feel life in those buildings, but there was no sign of the Dryad.

Dunka said, "Go in, Man. Your princess is inside, and you will be with her later to meet Queen Ianna."

Lan took a deep breath: "Goodbye, Ms. Dunka."

Following the direction Dunka pointed, Lan walked into a wooden house. The walls and ceiling of the "house" filter the sunlight, making the interior shimmer with a kaleidoscopic light.

He pushed open the door, as if he heard arguing inside.

"Little villain! I almost died because of you! Ha! You are so lucky, I can't get up now, or I will beat your ass hard! Because of you, my baron is finished, even if I walk out of the forest alive, my only one The only destination is the gallows."

"You little villain! King Evel is going mad... Each message is worse than the last, that your grandmother sent an army to attack him. But who believes that you escaped by yourself? Everyone knows Evel What kind of person, everyone thought he... was drunk and did something stupid and ordered you to be thrown into the pond to drown!

We are about to go to war with Nilfgaard, and now the contract and alliance with your grandmother has been ruined! Do you know how bad things you have done? "