The Lady of the Lake in the Witcher world is the most special of all nymphs.

In the poems and classics of this world, various images of fairies and goblins often appear. They roam freely in mountains, fields, springs, seas and other places. They are believed to have all the good qualities of girls, and some people even think they are a kind of "god".

Warlocks are more pragmatic in dealing with fairies and goblins. They call them "nymphs" and classify them into the category of "residues". Many unclassifiable creatures that are older than human history but still exist today are included in this category, such as the ancient leopard spirit and the three sisters in the forest.

The "remnants" are often worshipped as gods by some villagers or tribes, and they do have some special abilities. The most notable feature of nymphs is their beauty and their inability to age or get sick. Unfortunately, they can also be killed, which gives people a sense of fairy tale shattered.

In the future, Ciri will travel to other worlds, and in one of them she is mistaken for a lake fairy, and a knight prays for a magic sword. The knight also expects Ciri to take him to the magical elf kingdom and use moss as a bed to get some rewards.

It seems that all creatures with a long life span will embark on the path of "God", whether intentionally or unintentionally. If this creature can also master magic, then everything will be more natural.

But now, looking at the Fairy of the Lake, Lann only remembered what the Mirror Master had said to him:

"There was a lake nymph who liked to play knight games peeking at you before, but it seems I scared her away."

"You attract attention so easily, Lan."

He looked at the water of Brokilon flowing and dripping like a gurgling stream over the exposed skin of the nymph in the lake.

So she took a peek at the Mirror Master and was seriously injured, so now she ran to the tree spirit to soak in the spring water to heal her injuries?

Lann remembered that in the original book, the Fairy of the Lake was keen on collecting knights, and those knights often did things for the Fairy of the Lake that were beyond their abilities for the sake of honor.

Unfortunately, one of the iron rules in the Witcher world is not to do things beyond your ability, so the Lady of the Lake had no knight in the end.

Until the arrival of the demon hunter Geralt, he completed the commission for the Lady of the Lake, and the Lady of the Lake gave Geralt the Sword of the Lady of the Lake after a thorough understanding of Geralt's origins. However, Geralt lost the legendary silver sword not long after, as he thought that the Lady of the Lake was a minor god in a small mud pit, so he didn't take it seriously at all.

Of course, Geralt hasn't met the Lady of the Lake yet.

Seeing the fairy in the lake appear, the dryad doctor Aigras stood up and saluted her; Mossak was not so particular, he closed his eyes slightly and nodded to the fairy to show his respect; Esna didn't even move, just smiled and greeted her.

Although Lann's mind was in turmoil as he recalled the settings, he smiled in a polite manner for the first meeting and bowed slightly to show respect: "I guess you are the famous Lady of the Lake. I have heard the legend in Toussaint that there is also a companion of yours there. It is said that she has been waiting for the appearance of the Knight of the Five Virtues."

"That's me."

The sound is like a clear spring flowing from the mountains, or like a tranquil lake refreshing the heart. Most people can forget their worries just by hearing this sound, and wish to linger in the woods with the owner of the sound for the rest of their lives.

Lann was surprised when he heard this and said, "I'm really sorry. As a knight, I have admired you for a long time. I wonder why you are here?"

The fairy in the lake paused, and said in a voice that sounded like a morning stream: "I am here because of you, son of the ancient bloodline."

As soon as he said this, Lann suddenly felt that the gaze of Mossak behind the fairy in the lake became sharp. He signaled him with his eyes, as if warning him of something.

“Fate has brought you here, and I will clear the fog of fate for you.

I am the goddess and you are the sword of destiny.

You have been pursued by death, and you have spurned death.

Accept my gift, it will help you fulfill your destiny.

I foresee death and blood, I see chaos of frost.

Kneel before me, and I will knight you and grant you a token of my love.

It was once the sword of a great warrior, and now it awaits you."

As the Fairy of the Lake spoke poetically, a slender silver sword rose from the bottom of the lake and slowly stopped between the Fairy of the Lake and Lann. The ancient runes on it moved slightly, and the bright sword blade shone in the sun.

It seemed like a scene from a poem, except for the harp accompaniment and the fairy dancing. For a moment, an epic atmosphere came over me.

Only two people were dissatisfied.

Mossak's brows were furrowed. "Lady of the Lake, you don't know that Lann is not only a knight, but also an earl. He doesn't need to kneel down to you to be conferred a title, and he doesn't have any so-called destiny."

Hearing Mossak's words, the sun-like expression on the face of the fairy in the lake remained unchanged, but Lan could feel that her aura paused.

Lan looked at Mossak, and at the other's signal, nodded to the Fairy of the Lake and said, "Uncle Mossak is right."

This might be the first time in thousands of years that the Fairy of the Lake did not send out the sword. She might also lack the experience to deal with such emergencies. After maintaining that fairy-tale expression for a while, she slowly responded.

"Then," continued the Lady of the Lake, "since you are a knight, I have also heard of your widely spread reputation.

You have the courage to face danger alone.

You have a widely praised honor.

You have the compassion to help the weak and punish the strong.

You are as generous as gold.

You have the wisdom to turn danger into safety.

You have proven that you possess the five virtues of chivalry and that you are unquestionably worthy of taking up that sword."

The runes on the silver sword sparkled and gradually floated towards Lan.

This time, Lan looked at Mossak, and his eyes indicated what this fairy in the lake was up to. You've been taking a bath with her for so long, don't you know something?

The old druid nodded slightly at him, indicating that he could take the sword this time.

Lann retracted his gaze and asked the Fairy of the Lake: "Don't you want me to prove something else? Like fighting or something?"

The fairy in the lake shook her head and said no more.

Lann stretched out his hand to grasp the sword, and felt it was icy cold at first, but then a warm current was transmitted from the sword into his body.

[Discover the source of magic]

Ah, this... this is not fun to suck, stop it immediately.

Lann ignored the system prompt and looked at the prompt in the inventory: [Sword of the Lady of the Lake].

It is indeed it, system authentication.

Out of courtesy, Lann saluted and thanked the custodian of the sword: "Thank you for your trust, ma'am, I will never let this sword gather dust."

At this time, Mossak had been treated for his wounds by the tree spirit doctor Aigles and had put on his clothes. He was still very weak, but he had no problem with basic movements.

"It's a pity that I haven't fully recovered yet, otherwise I could open the portal myself and go back to find you."

Lan En laughed dryly: "Haha... Riding a horse is pretty good too. Black Wind has changed a lot recently and he misses you a lot. It's a good opportunity for you to get close to him."

Mossak was surprised by Lann's reaction, and suddenly saw the lion eyes again. He couldn't help laughing, and then he sighed again.

"By the way, Ms. Esna." Lan En suddenly said, "Since the matter you came to me for has been completed, I also have a question that I would like you to answer."

"I'd like to hear more about it."

Lann looked up, his lion eyes staring into Esna's eyes, and smiled, "Why is it Sirsa who brought me the message this time? I'm not saying she's bad, but she and I are strangers. Aren't you afraid of misunderstandings? The most important thing is - where is Ellie?"

Aisna smiled and said, "Ai Li is my sister after all. She volunteered last time, but it would be beneath her status to ask her to be a messenger this time."

Lan was not satisfied with Esna's explanation. He continued with a smile, "I thought the daughter of the forest would not care about status. I miss her a lot. After all, I only know a few daughters of the forest. Today I met Dunka and Brian, but not Ellie, so I asked this question."

Mossak looked at Lann strangely, wondering why he suddenly cared so much about the Dryad Queen's sister.

And Esna raised her chin slightly: "Ellie has a more important mission. She is going to find other companions to come to Brokilon."

"Other companions? Are there other places in the world where there are daughters of the forest?"

Aisna nodded. "We once spread across every corner of the continent. Brokilon was just one of our former shelters. Ellie has recently gained great power, even as strong as me. We want to protect more companions, so we let her go out to look for them."

Lan En smiled and said, "Let her gather her people. Do you want to train her to be the next queen?"

Aisna looked into Lan's eyes and suddenly said, "I don't have any children. She is indeed the most likely person to become queen besides me."

Lan and Ethna stared at each other for a few seconds. Ethna knew that Lan knew what she meant, and Lan knew that Ethna knew that he knew what she meant.

Lan En blessed: "Then, I hope she returns safely soon."

Aisna accepted Lan's blessing with a smile in her eyes.

"Oh, by the way." Lann turned back again, "Can I have another glass of Brokilon water?"

Aisna smiled and said, "Be careful on the road, Corianm."

Looking at the backs of Mossak and Lan as they left, Esna and the Fairy of the Lake stayed there for a long time, and they were silent to each other.

Now that there were no more wounded, the dryad doctor Aigras greeted the two people, one dryad and one fairy, and slowly retreated.

After a while, the Dryad Queen spoke first: "Since you must give him the sword, why do you say those unnecessary words?"

The fairy in the lake thought of a coquettish figure with fear, and replied lightly: "This is the arrangement of fate..."

"You nymphs have really become stupid from playing games. You who likes knight games are the stupidest." Esna chuckled.

The Fairy of the Lake tilted her head slightly to Esna and asked, "What about you? You let Brokilon Forest accept so many humans, and you plan to summon more of your kind in your name to help him? Why?"

Aisna also replied calmly: "Because of fate."

The fairy in the lake glanced at the tree queen with eyes like a clear mountain spring, then turned around and merged into the real clear mountain spring.

Seeing this, the Dryad Queen ignored her and slowly returned to her own oak tree.

The huge trunk nimbly extended its slender branches to lay at the queen's feet, carrying her back to her own bedroom.

There was already someone inside, it was Ellie, her sister.

The dryads of Brokilon did send someone to contact their companions from all over the continent, but that person was not Ellie.

In front of Ellie, the wooden house was sunken at a smooth angle into the shape of a pool, which was filled with the Water of Brokilon. Three golden-haired dryad babies were sleeping soundly in it, and the magical spring water floated in the air and rose and fell with their breathing.

The magic water did not soak their bodies, but instead supported them as if it were real, like a bed made of water.