Chapter 1386 1358 Ancient Blood

Chapter 1386 1358. Ancient Blood

Ciri is an uneducated magic source warlock.

This did not surprise Berengar and Lan.

Because it is really not a secret.

The ancient blood that was passed down from Laura Doron and flowed into the human race, as long as it is a dominant trait, is the source of magic. This is already an academic conclusion.

Yes, there are many people who know that Ciri has ancient blood flowing in her body.

After all, her grandmother, [The Lioness of Cintra] Calanthe, was tough and famous in international affairs.

Her mother was also mentally stimulated at a banquet in public, and she burst out with uncontrolled magic source power.

If Geralt had not been invited by Calanthe at the time, he would have calmed Pavetta's out-of-control on the spot with his knowledge, experience and reaction.

The palace might have been demolished by the unconscious power of Ciri's mother, Pavetta.

If everyone at the banquet had died, the Skellige Islands and Cintra would have gone to war. The situation in the entire world would have irreversibly slid into another track.

Because at that banquet, there were two couples who announced their love.

One couple was Princess Pavetta and the cursed hedgehog prince, who had been sung in songs.

The other couple was Calanthe and King Bran of the Skellige Islands, brother of Ester Tursek.

The mother and daughter found their lover at the same banquet.

Pavetta's out-of-control outbreak at that banquet was the most recent outbreak in the history of the Ancient Blood.

But to be honest, it didn't cause much response or attention.

Because this is basically the scene when the magic source warlock loses control.

In the eyes of today's people, even in the eyes of those high-end warlock researchers, the Ancient Blood is just a special [magic source] that can be transmitted through blood.

But when Geralt frowned and sighed, Lann and Berengar were silent and looked at each other secretly.

There was a hint in both of their eyes.

Ordinary people, even high-end warlock researchers, only think that the ancient blood is just a special [magic source] bloodline.

But the two of them have seen it with their own eyes!

That was Ciri after she had grown up! She broke into the tavern where they were resting!

At that time, Berengar had not even seen the young girl, but she had already eaten and drank in front of the old demon hunter with ease.

The ancient blood is not a simple "magic source bloodline".

It seems to involve a great power beyond time and space!

But because Lann and Berengar both believe that their understanding of time and space is very shallow, they don't want to talk about what happened at that time now.

Besides, Ciri is already in high demand now. Letting more people know the power of her blood and attracting more malicious peeping will only harm her.

At least so far, the unknown forces that are plotting and investigating Ciri include the intelligence departments of several kingdoms in the North.

It seems that they are only concerned about the identity of the "legal heir of the Cintra royal family" on the head of this little girl.

They don't care too much, or really realize what kind of power the ancient blood is.

This is a good thing.

"So." Lan En looked at Berengar silently and changed the subject very smoothly, so that Geralt didn't even feel a trace.

"Ciri will follow Yennefer to Thaned Island? Then apply for admission?"

"Very good." Lan En nodded, "I will say hello to Margarita, and you can give Ciri's admission information directly to her when the time comes. She will put a forged and concealed identity in the archives of the academy."

"Is it also necessary to be so cautious in Aretuza?" Geralt frowned and became a little worried.

"Although Aretuza is closed, it is just a closed academy, it is an academy, Geralt."

Lane spread his hands indifferently.

"Isn't it normal for students to have a part-time job or internship as a 'spy' before graduation?"

"It is precisely because the academy has no restrictions that anyone can come and apply for employment with apprentices, so the graduation treatment of female sorcerers is so high now."

"Everyone wants to inquire about the news of the sorcerers, so let's just open up and play together."

"The treatment of female sorcerers has indeed been higher than that of male sorcerers in recent decades." Berengar also commented with a smack of his lips.

"Ms. Tishaya and Ms. Margarita have good management. At Ban Ade Academy, Kaedwen's intelligence department can only catch the students who were expelled from the academy and serve as magic spies."

"From being expelled to receiving salary, seamless transition, hehe."

"This group of male warlock apprentices who can't even graduate are now dragging down the reputation of the entire male warlock group. What good reputation can spies have?"

Berengar shook his head, his expression like he was telling a joke.

"Not to mention that they are crappy spies."

"It's all in the past." Lann waved his hand at this joke and didn't care. "The academic atmosphere in Ban Ade Academy was not right before because the dean was in poor health and didn't have enough energy to manage, so everyone was relaxed from top to bottom. It won't be like that now."

"Just wait and see, it won't take a few years for the quality of Ban Ade's students to catch up with Aretuza."

Geralt looked up, his face full of surprise: "Hen Gedimitis is in poor health? I haven't heard of it! This is big news!"

Hen Gedimitis's magic attainments and his age make this the oldest warlock among humans.

Actually, it is equivalent to a nuclear weapon in the entire warlock group.

Although he usually does not make any noise and does not do anything.

But as long as he still exists, the warlock group can still maintain a certain superior position relative to the secular society.

Tishaya is younger than him, but she already has a fault-like overlooking of the current warlocks.

No one knows how terrifying he is, and no one wants to know.

However, judging from the generally complacent cognition of contemporary warlocks, the Hen Gedimitis constructed in their imagination must not be at the same level as the old man in reality.

The news that he has heart problems, analogous to Lan En's hometown world, is probably equivalent to "a nuclear weapon of a major country is not properly maintained".

It is still the only nuclear weapon.

However, when the old man's heart is really not good, this news must be strictly sealed.

But when he got better, this news that should have been strictly confidential became a joke that could be said casually.

Even the attitude of "taking it as a joke" is itself a signal that can be interpreted by others.

"Do you know Hen Gedimitis?"

Geralt looked at the young witcher in astonishment.

He still remembered that he had imparted his experience to him outside the Brokilon Forest, saying "If you live long, you have to know more people."

Have you known people to this level now? !

"General." Lann waved his hand politely and proudly, "The old man is a good family, but he has some heart problems, so I replaced him with a new one."

The other two witchers knew that the boy was showing off, but they could do nothing about it.

Hen Gedimitis, anyone who knows him has to show off!

"Yennefer and Ciri, when will they arrive at Gos Velen?" Lann asked casually. "Will you use the portal on the day of the meeting? Or will you arrive a few days in advance and stay there first?"

"I don't know." Geralt held his wine glass and shook his head. "Since we knew someone was in Chashiri, we haven't had much communication."

"Magic may be eavesdropped, and the messenger is a living clue. The only letters we have are full of code words and memories."

"That's why I'm waiting here. They may arrive tomorrow."

"Then you've stayed a little too long." Lann frowned and reminded Geralt. "You can hide yourself well, mostly thanks to the nomadic life of the witcher."

"But you've stayed in Gos Velen for too long."

"Now, you can still say that you're staying a few more days to catch up with old friends here. But stay on."

Lann didn't finish his words, but he believed that Geralt already understood what he meant.

If he stayed on, those who were staring at Geralt would know that their target should be coming to this city.

Geralt himself frowned, looking upset.

Being secretly investigated, people who have not had this experience cannot imagine this kind of pressure.

Hemingway, a living American benchmark tough guy, suffered from neurasthenia due to secret investigation and finally committed suicide.

The damage caused by psychological pressure is no less than physical pressure.

"But I can't...can't go too far from here." He said tangledly. "They need protection."

"I didn't ask you to go far." Lan reached out and patted his shoulder, "It just so happens that Berengar is going to my castle to help with something. You know what it is. You can also go over to help."

Halfway through, Lan stared at Geralt's eyes, and his eyes conveyed an unspoken hint.

Geralt immediately remembered that he had followed Lan to the Embers Knights' base, High Hill Castle.

That was when Lan withdrew the Knights to replenish his own capital chain.

And it was at that time that he knew about the knights' pursuit of [Trial of the Grass].

High Hill Castle is indeed not far from Gos Velen, but the location is remote. And as the Embers Knights' base, it was basically equivalent to Lann's castle.

Safe, closed. Very suitable.

So Geralt drank the Temerian rye in the cup in one gulp and nodded.

——

"Let's not make any mistakes."

In the Haji Fortress in the Pontar River Valley, King Vizimir of Redania said.

His hand supported his forehead and pressed his temple.

"We can't afford to make the same mistake again."

In this room, the others who sat at the same table with King Vizimir said nothing.