Chapter 1405: Connection to the 1377 Incident

Chapter 1405 1377. Connection of events

"I am different from Berengar and Geralt in terms of attitude towards [Trial of Green Grass]."

Lan En spoke softly while slowly arranging the connection between the infusion tube and the upside-down round-bottomed flask.

He didn't look at Stewart on the restraint bed, but Stewart understood that this was exactly what was being said to him.

"They were all in Kaer Morhen when they accepted the [Trial of Green Grass]. The only thing they were worried about was not being able to survive it."

"But when I accepted the mutation, I knew very well that even if the mutation was completed, I had only completed the first step of my goal at that time. If I couldn't survive the first step, then my life might be easier and I could advance ahead of schedule. Way to end."

"But I made it."

As he spoke, Lan En had already inserted the infusion tube.

The three-color medicine had been mixed in proportion and flowed smoothly from the round-bottomed flask into the infusion tube by gravity. It was only because Lan En held the tube that the air pressure was balanced so that it did not continue to flow downward.

The young demon hunter held the infusion needle in his hand, and he almost felt a sense of déjà vu.

It was as if he had done the [Green Grass Trial] before.

But he also knew that this was an illusion. He just recalled his [Green Grass Trial], and through empathy, let his memories stand from Bordon's perspective.

"I am very confident in the formula potion I invented. [Big Eater Vitality] will not kill you."

Lan En still spoke calmly.

"I also have full confidence in your will. The pain of mutation cannot defeat you."

"So I just want to check one last time: Stewart, are you sure you want to do this mutation?"

The ugly and incomplete lower jaw did not move, and only the thick base of the tongue could be seen moving smoothly through the gap.

But Stewart's eyes were looking at Lan En without hesitation or hesitation.

Even though he didn't get a verbal answer, Lan En nodded silently.

"I see."

A look of memory flashed in the young witcher's eyes.

"I don't know if Kaer Morhen's [Trial of Green Grass] still has this item, but if you respect the tradition,"

Lan En took a deep breath, and then pressed the gleaming needle against the blood vessel on Stewart's chest.

The frightening poison only needs to travel a short distance in the infusion tube, and as long as the needle breaks through the thin layer of skin, it is enough to enter the human body. Lan En asked calmly.

"What are you longing for? What are your desires? How will you carry out your will?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Stewart's eyes, and Berengar, who originally tilted his head to one side, suddenly turned his head.

Most witcher apprentices, or people who are interested in understanding witchers, have heard this passage.

"I don't desire wealth and fame, status and power. I want a horse as dark as the night and as fast as the wind. I want a sword as bright as the moonlight. I want to ride my black horse at night. I want Use the sharp sword in my hand to kill evil, this is what I want in my heart!"

The old demon hunter's stumbling and uncertain whispers due to his long and vague memory were mixed with the disabled Stewart's muffled and difficult whispers due to a mouthful of saliva in his mouth.

Lan En continued to speak, and Berengar also continued to whisper.

The old witcher's voice was gradually becoming coherent and smooth, overlapping with that of the young witcher.

"There will be a horse waiting for you, darker than the night, faster than the wind. There will also be a sword forged for you, it is sharper than light, more dazzling than the moon. But these wishes are not worth mentioning. , it will cost you dearly!”

"I have nothing left!" Stewart's vague voice said without hesitation, "So I have nothing to fear!"

So Lan En didn't hesitate anymore.

The needle that was pressed against the blood vessel in Stewart's chest was inserted directly under the skin, and the fingers holding the infusion tube were released, allowing the medicine to flow down the tube and into the body.

Lan En released the needle that had been inserted into the blood vessel and started to restrain Stewart's limbs on the restraint bed.

At the same time, he also picked up the [Big Eater Energy] that Stuart brought in and placed next to it.

Taking advantage of a few minutes before the [Green Grass Trial] potion took effect, Lan En stood in front of the restraint bed.

His palm gently rested on Stewart's forehead, as if he was comforting a seriously ill child.

"There's so much, I won't say anything." Lan En opened the cork of the bottle with one hand and poured the [Big Eater Energy] carefully along Stewart's incomplete, drooling jaw.

Lan En leaned over and looked at him seriously: "I'm waiting for you to regain your life."

The mixed medicine that flowed into Stewart's body was already more than ten milliliters, and the effect of the [Green Grass Trial] began to be fully exerted.

Stewart's originally relaxed body suddenly began to tighten, and a layer of white sweat appeared on his skin almost instantly.

——The mutation has begun!

——

Triss is a warlock who can cast stabilization spells.

Berengar also has the experience of witnessing many green grass trials. In addition, he is also the one who saw Lan En develop the [Big Stomach King Vitality] formula in the New World. He knows the medicinal properties of the two potions. .

The two of them watched the mutation closely in the room.

Lan En has already walked out.

As stated before, he is very confident in the medicinal properties of [Big Stomach King Vitality].

Tyrannosaurus, a terrifying creature that can use its own body to eat and digest the ecological chain in an area in a few months.

This comes from the alchemical inspiration of this creature, and the main ingredient is [Tyrannosaurus kidney grinding liquid].

The medicinal properties of [Big Eater Vitality] are almost too strong to be wasted on ordinary humans.

And there is no need to say more about the affirmation of Stuart's will.

When Lan saw this man standing in front of him again after experiencing those things, he was sure that there was almost nothing in the world that could torture him.

Stuart's mutation will succeed.

And Lan was ready to finish the rest.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Geralt frowning and looking at him.

"[Trial of Green Grass]. A story more idiotic than the princess and the dwarf."

Before Lan could speak, Geralt shook his head and sighed.

"Even most demon hunters have only witnessed it once - that is our own mutation. To be honest, when my hair changed into this at a speed visible to the naked eye, I thought I might not be able to hold on."

Geralt pulled his ponytail tied behind his head with a bit of self-mockery, and the milky white hair highlighted his morbidity.

Geralt showed a strong tolerance in the mutation at that time, so the Wolf School also made further experimental transformations on him at that time.

This made him stronger than the average demon hunter, but also more painful.

At the same time, it was more difficult for him to face the [Trial of Grass] again.

"It doesn't matter." Lan En walked to his side and said calmly, "I brought you here to help you calm down first, away from the dense eyes, and didn't expect you to provide any support. There is Berengar, the seniority."

"But now the situation in High Hill Castle, to be honest, I might really need your help."

"The group of people who are eyeing this place?" Geralt was very perceptive, and he realized it without Lan En saying more.

Geralt raised his thumb and pointed behind him.

Behind him was only the stone brick wall of the tower, but the meaning of this gesture was obvious enough.

"Yes, I want you to help me track this group of people, and by the way, determine whether they are members of the White Rose Knights, although I am basically 70% sure."

"They do understand the senses of demon hunters, and are also trying to avoid being detected by this sense."

"But no matter what, they can't completely erase all traces."

"Help me see how many people are gathered in this hill now, and what methods are they going to use to target the High Hill Castle."

"That's not a problem. I'm in a mess now, and I can't be idle." Geralt said in a hoarse and smooth voice, "But I'm surprised again, don't you come with me? It's always faster for two people to find it than for one person."

"No, I won't show up during this period, and it's not suitable to make a big noise." Lann objected to Geralt's statement.

He shook his head, and the two pairs of amber cat eyes looked at each other: "Ciri is being pursued by a mad dog, and the High Hill Castle is being targeted by someone. The wizards are going to hold a summit meeting."

"Now that the situation has become tense again, don't you think that even if something happens, these things are happening too frequently and too quickly?"

"You mean?!" Geralt's posture of leaning against the wall with his arms folded on his chest gradually tightened.

The irritation of seeing the [Trial of Grass] again in those eyes suddenly became unbelievable.

"These things can't be related, right? Is it that serious?"

"I don't know." Lan En looked at him calmly, "I just instinctively felt that something was wrong. More information needs to be found. And what you found is the first step."

Turning away, Lan En waved to Geralt behind him without looking back.

"Just investigate, no matter what they do, don't do it, it's best not to be discovered at all."

"Leave it to you, Geralt."