Chapter 129 [Charm] Need an Experiment

Near the capital Vizima, the family guards in peace have never seen this kind of formation. Most of their usual battles are to bully the villagers, but the armored cavalry brought by Lann have all experienced the battle of destroying the country in Sintra. of.

These guards didn't seem to have the idea of ​​dying for this absurd knight. They pretended to draw their swords and stepped forward, but their weapons were knocked out at once, and then they rolled and crawled backwards exaggeratedly, avoiding Xin In the follow-up pursuit of the Terra cavalry, none of them died.

Lan En laughed: "Don't make the scene too ugly, there are still things to deal with later."

All the Sintra soldiers responded, facing those guards who kneeled and surrendered without weapons, they did not continue to kill them all.

The sound of horseshoes gradually came from a distance, and more Sintra cavalry surrounded Lan, separating the civilians from the lord of White Orchard, preventing them from coming forward.

They even used the organizational skills they developed when Brokilon was managing refugees to loudly reprimand the villagers who were running around and stampeding on the ground to prevent accidents. The order at the scene was even more orderly than when Sir Villiers tried the demon hunter. orderly.

Sintra soldiers without horses formed a phalanx of guards, facing outwards to guard, and spread out in two rows to form a guard wall, which was also like a passage. Lane walked slowly through the passage formed by them, aiming at Sir Willieres on the high platform.

The lord of the White Orchard looked pale at the pressing Lan. He wanted to run, but at the moment he was on a high platform, and it was the highest point he had ordered his subordinates to build. If he fell, he might have a broken leg.

"Lan, Earl Lannister, please believe me, this is really just an accident, I have no disrespect to you... hang, I will hang that pariah right away..."

"Hush." ​​Facing Sir Virileis' justification, Lann put his right hand on his mouth and made a quiet movement, pinched out the sign from left to right, and the white light flashed, "Be quiet, sit down. I don't want you to fall and twist yourself Your own neck will still be useful to you in the future."

[Axie Sign] + [Charm] + 200 points of extra magic enhancement effect.

The lord of White Orchard's eyes quickly became confused, he shut his mouth obediently, and sat back in his chair obediently.

Lan raised his eyebrows, the skill worked well for the first time. The next time I try to use 100 points of magic power to enhance it, I have to experiment to find out the most economical bonus range.

The snake demon hunter stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded. The leader seemed to be a brother demon hunter, and the necklace seemed to be a griffin.

But isn't the griffin a knight? Why is this directly the earl? And now in this situation, do I still need to judge, or should I just run away secretly?

The dwarf brothers below were even more stunned. They never thought that the brother who was drinking, chatting and sharing stories with him just now turned around and captured a lord of his own country.

"Lord Earl." House came over from the side and threw the bruised and swollen beekeeper to the ground.

Lan En took a look and ignored it: "Let's put it aside first, and talk about it later, there are more important things now."

House lowered his head and dragged the man away again, while Lan looked at the situation below which had been controlled by the Sintra cavalry, and said loudly:

"Everyone, I am the Lion of Cintra, Lord Lane Lannister Rhianlen—"

The restless villagers below became a little quieter when they heard Lan's name. It turned out to be an earl, and not those loitering thugs who came to rob the execution ground, which made them somewhat relieved.

Lan En thought for a while, and then drew the Lake Maiden's sword again. The rune long sword reappeared in the world after an unknown number of years. The golden rune was shining brightly under the sun, which also dazzled the bards watching.

Then he added his title: "—I am also the knight of the Fairy in the Lake, and I just arrived at the White Orchard today."

At this moment, the crowd from other places also became quiet. No matter how uneducated the sword-wielding and gun-wielding people were, they had heard poetry, watched juggling and roadside theater, and they were all familiar with "Sword of the Lake Lady".

Although it was difficult for them to distinguish the true from the false of the sword, their hostility towards Lann had diminished anyway. The bards and traveling scholars who had seen the description of the Sword of the Lake Girl in the book illustrations reacted even more fiercely.

Some of them couldn't believe it, and their faces were full of contempt; but some of them looked at the rune that didn't look like a fake, and thought of Lann's performance in poetry on weekdays, so they were 80% convinced.

"Master Earl of Sintra, I don't know what you want to do?"

This voice came from the passing passengers, they were not locals, and they obviously didn't want to get involved in the innocent disaster of White Orchard.

Lan looked towards the place where the sound came from, only to find that it was Yarpan the dwarf, and the other party smiled "secretly" at him.

Lan raised his eyebrows and said loudly following Yarpan's question: "Don't worry, everyone, this is a personal grievance between nobles and nobles. This... the leader of Lord White Orchard offended me, but I don't want to Punish that beekeeper, and I don't want to implicate you. It's like after being injured by a sword, I will not break the knife, but only catch the knife holder."

Lane put his hand on Sir Viriles' shoulder, and the people of White Orchard were completely relieved after hearing this, as if they had received a promise.

Although in their experience, it is normal for lords and nobles to violate their promises, they still feel at ease every time they face such a verbal promise.

"Hello, this Griffon School...brother?"

Colgrim stepped forward hesitantly, but was stopped by attendants and soldiers.

Lan waved them away, and took the initiative to shake hands with each other.

"I am Rann of Cintra, School of the Griffin."

Lan stretched out his hand, covering his arm with the armor. Immediately afterwards, the other hand came up, it was dirty and covered with scars, but it was still firm and strong.

"I am Colgrim of Nilfgaard, thank you for saving me."

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"That is to say, that Lannister, the lion of Cintra, in my country, near my capital, hijacked my lord?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"What is the cause?"

"Your Majesty, Viriles is publicly judging a demon hunter, and Earl Lannister seems to have the eyes of a demon hunter. The villagers of White Orchard...so offended the earl, and it is said that they vomited on him. phlegm."

"Ha, spit?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"That idiot Virileis organized a trial, did he?"

"That's why the villagers offended Lord Lannister."

"idiot."

Temeria, capital Vizima, royal palace.

Foltest, the king of Temeria, sat now in a low armchair carved of black wood, with his feet stretched out by the fire, and two dogs curled up at his feet for warmth.

His body was slender and slender, and his features were handsome, even handsome, even beautiful. Even though he was in his forties at this time, he still had an amazing charm.

Opposite the king was a woman with light blond hair, gorgeously dressed and arrogant. But because she was in front of the king, the arrogance on her face was slightly restrained.

"Demon hunter." Foltest chewed these three words carefully, "That idiot is trying a demon hunter."

"And it seems that the rumors are true, that Lannister is also a witcher."

A smile appeared on the corner of the king's mouth, as if he had heard some good news.

"Kayla, tell me. How many people has this Lannister killed because he was offended?"

Keira Metz, the royal advisor stationed in Temeria, shook her head when she heard the king's question:

"He didn't kill, Your Majesty. He seemed to want Villiers to atone for his subjects. He said, 'The knife hurt me, I don't fold the knife, catch the man who holds the knife'."

Foltest tilted his head, as if surprised by what he heard, then frowned, troubled in his heart.

"White Orchard is an important road, how many travelers have witnessed this scene?"

"A lot, Your Majesty. Viriles summoned all the villagers of White Orchard to watch the trial, and also summoned a large number of merchants and bards."

"Idiot." His Majesty the King didn't know how many times he uttered this word today, "Remind me, Keira, how many stupid things did Virileis do?"

"Your Majesty, if you don't count this trial, he also forced his gay son to death, demanded the exercise of the right of first night at the wedding of the leader, cut off the head of the peasant because he was slow in taking off his hat, and massacred own village."

"Then let Lannister kill him," Foltest said angrily, "if Lannister has the guts!"

Keira let Foltest vent her anger, and said after a while: "Your Majesty, there is one more thing you may need to know: Lannister seems to have pulled out the Sword of the Lady of the Lake at the scene."

"The Sword of the Lady of the Lake?" Foltest was really surprised this time, "The legendary silver sword given to the knight by the Fairy of the Lake?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. And he calls himself the Knight of the Fairy of the Lake."

Foltest stood up from his chair and began to pace impatiently: "Is that sword real? The merchants and bards who were present also saw it?"

"Whether it's true or not doesn't seem to matter, Your Majesty." Keira said, "I still suggest you meet him."

At this moment, this is a pertinent suggestion, and Foltest could not help but sigh:

"Then you will take him over as an envoy."

Kayla Metz was ordered to leave, opening the portal in the king's room would mess up the furnishings, so she had to go outside.

And just as she was leaving, a slender figure followed all the way from outside the king's room.

"Ms. Kayla."

Hearing someone calling herself, Keira turned around and looked. A girl with red hair appeared in front of her.

This red-haired girl was dressed almost in the same style as a warlock, with loose hair, bold clothes, and no noble etiquette in her actions.

But Keira knew that the person in front of her was not a warlock.