Seeing the strangeness of the Water of Brokilon, Esna was very surprised. She walked up and asked, "Have they already controlled the Water of Brokilon to this extent?"

Hearing her sister's movement, Ellie did not turn back. She looked at the children lovingly: "It's not so much that they control the water of Brokilon, but rather that the water caresses them. Esna, this is a miracle."

"Of course." Esna stepped forward and gently stroked the children, "They are miracles."

Sensing Esna's movements, the three babies opened their eyes at the same time. Their eyes were as lush and green as a forest, full of vitality, deep and quiet.

The Dryad Queen teased three babies. These were not children separated from her body, but every dryad in Brokilon called the Dryad Queen "Mother", and she gave every dryad the same love.

And these three babies are destined to receive more love from Esna.

"Joan Fruvi - Lion of the Jungle, this is your name." Esna sang in a low voice, "When you were born, the whole forest of Brokilon was whispering this name."

Ellie also whispered: "Born at the same moment, with the same name. They will lead us into the future."

Together they chanted the prophecy: "Know that the time of sword and axe is near, an age of winter wolves and snows. The time of white frost and white light is coming, an age of madness and contempt: the time of the end. The world will die in the frost and be born again under the new sun. It is also the time when the seed sown by the ancient blood will be reborn. The seed will not sprout, but will burn..."

…

On the outskirts of Brokilon Forest, Lann held the Sword of the Lady of the Lake and looked at the glowing psychedelic runes on it. His servants followed behind him, staring at the rune sword with admiration. Any knight knew its famous name.

[Sword of the Lady of the Lake] is the undisputed TOP1 among all the equipment that players can obtain in the original work.

Its equipment effects mainly include three aspects: 1. The damage of the sword will increase with the level of the user. In other words, this is a sword that can grow infinitely. 2. Every time you swing the sword in battle, it can accumulate energy. When the energy is fully stored, the damage caused by the sword is 100% critical. 3. Every time you kill an enemy, the Sword of the Lady of the Lake will stack damage. The higher the level of the user, the higher the stacking limit.

Lann felt that he would never have to change his sword again, as this was a weapon that could accompany a person throughout his life.

"Mossak, why did you ask me to reject this sword at first, and then accept it?"

After hearing Lann's question, the old druid thought for a moment and replied, "You knights may have heard many poems praising the fairies in the lake, but I must tell you, Lann, nymphs are different from the creatures in the legend. It will be very troublesome if you get involved with them. So when they come to you with a request or commission, don't pay any attention to them."

Lan nodded. He had read the novel and the setting, and knew a lot about the Lady of the Lake.

If a certain creature would be compiled into something like an illustrated book by biologists or sorcerers, then she would basically say goodbye to style, just like the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" in Lan's previous life.

In his eyes, the Lady of the Lake was not a goddess or fairy, but at most... a divine beast?

"Then why did you ask me to accept this sword later?"

Mossak replied, "As long as you don't promise them anything, they will accept it. And even though she looked like a fairy when she came out, I could sense that she was seriously injured. Her body can no longer bear the power of this famous sword. She just wanted to make a final effort to gain something before abandoning the sword. Our friendship is enough."

After he finished speaking, the old druid smiled and said, "And I see you are staring at it intently. If you like it so much, why don't you accept it? Don't underestimate this sword. There are pictures of it in any mainstream poem. As long as you take it out, you can easily gain the following of any wandering knight. Isn't that good for Cintra now?"

Lann sighed and nodded. He was able to infer the current situation with a good accuracy because he had heard Master Mirror mention the Lady of the Lake in advance. He did not expect that the druid could infer so much based on the phenomena observed with the naked eye, and the only thing missing was the initial cause.

I have to say one thing: he is worthy of being the future Grand Master of Druids.

As soon as Lann thought of this, he suddenly heard Mossak ask again: "Speaking of which... Lann, why do you care so much about the tree spirit named 'Ellie'?"

Lann paused. She had just talked to the Dryad Queen briefly, but she had not made it clear. But how could she explain this to the old druid?

Yes, we have a child?

And it seems that this child did inherit something, so Esna promised her the position of Queen of Dryads in the future. At the same time, she now plans to summon other dryads on the continent to carry out a revival?

Forget it…

Lann did not expect that his guesses on the details of this matter were wrong.

…

One day later.

At this moment, everyone has returned to the lord's mansion in Brochilon Town.

Lann gathered Ciri, Geralt and Mossak in the study of the lord's mansion. He moved out the chairs behind the desk, and everyone sat in a circle with serious expressions.

"Ciri, Geralt, Uncle Mossack, I have gathered you all here today because I have something to discuss with you - or rather, I need your help."

Geralt opened his mouth to say something, but hesitated and fell silent again.

Lann noticed this and smiled, "You thought I wanted you to help Cintra, didn't you?"

Geralt nodded. "I am a witcher, Lann. We of the Wolf School are different from the Cat School. Our tradition is to remain neutral and never get involved in politics."

The White Wolf said sincerely, "I have been helping you fight against Nilfgaard during this period only because you are my friends. I will not ask you for money as if you were doing a commission. But now that your situation has stabilized, I must leave. Otherwise, I might even cause trouble for other wolf-faction witchers."

When Ciri heard this, she hurriedly grabbed Geralt's clothes, blinking her emerald eyes, looking like she was about to cry. After such a long time together, or maybe it was really the power of fate, Ciri had become dependent on Geralt.

Geralt looked at his unexpected son with a headache: "Every time I said I was leaving, you looked at me like this. I know you are acting..."

Lann smiled and comforted Geralt, "This is exactly the first thing I want to tell you, Geralt. I won't ask you to stay here and help us. On the contrary: I hope you can take Ciri away, bring her back to the Wolf School, and embrace your destiny, Geralt!"

When Ciri heard this, she grabbed Lan's hand like crazy, her emerald eyes widened in disbelief, and this time she burst into tears.

"Lan, Lan, what do you mean... don't you want me anymore?"

Lann held Ciri in his arms with an amused look on his face, patting her little head to comfort her.

Mossak sighed, "It's fate, this is good..."

The druid glanced at Ciri, and in order to take the little girl’s feelings into consideration, he did not say the second half of the sentence: If you continue to defy fate, who knows what will happen?

In the eyes of the old druid, a large part of the reason for Cintra's demise - or even the whole reason - was that Calanthe blocked the fate of Geralt and Ciri. Defying the law of accidents will lead to disaster, which is a lesson learned countless times in history.

But Mossak immediately raised a question: "It's just that, Lan, you are a demon hunter now. If Ciri..."

"I don't want to go." Ciri raised her tearful eyes and shouted.

Lann quickly hugged Ciri tighter and signaled to Mossak not to worry.

"Listen, Ciri, I'm not sending you away because I dislike you. On the contrary, I'm doing this because I need your help."

Lan said seriously: "You are very important, Ciri. You have no idea what our bloodline carries. It was nothing when Cintra was still there, but now, this bloodline will bring us disaster. Before we have enough strength, our existence will extinguish the last spark of Cintra."

Ciri was stunned for a moment, then said, "Then... I want to go with you."

Lann shook his head again. "But we can't hide forever, right? We are the only ones left in Cintra, and we must revive it. Letting Geralt take you away is not to ask you to hide, but a task I have given you: I need you to make friends with the Wolf Faction's witchers and win their support for Cintra."

Geralt looked at Lann and Ciri loudly plotting their own schools with a complicated expression, and said, "The Wolf School is an absolutely neutral school."

Lann pinched Ciri's determined face and said to Geralt, "Just bring Ciri over for me. By the way, tell your school leader a message: The Griffin School wants to rebuild the Witcher Order in Cintra. We already have the support of the royal heir, a resident wizard, griffins, and in the future we will have snakes, bears, and cats. Just ask him - do you want to see the revival of the Witcher Order again?"

Geralt thought for a moment and said, "I can only help you convey your message, but I can't guarantee that my mentor will accept it."

The wolf demon hunter turned to Mossak and said, "Don't worry, we won't conduct the Green Grass Trial on Ciri. We no longer have a resident wizard, and we have given up on demon hunter mutations for a long time... We have long discarded that cruel thing."

Faced with Geralt's promise, Mossack felt slightly relieved.

Lann said, "It doesn't matter if you don't have the Green Grass Trial. You will soon find that Ciri doesn't need that kind of thing. Didn't you hear me talking about Ciri's and my bloodline? She is a source sorcerer, and this is the power given to her by her bloodline."

Mossak told Lan about Ciri in the forest. This girl awakened the magic fluctuations when Cintra was destroyed. The Ancient Blood was no different from ordinary people before awakening, but Ciri has now become a source sorcerer that can be sensed by high-level mages.

Geralt was stunned. "Then... She needs to be taught by a proper warlock. But the Wolf Cult doesn't have a resident wizard right now. I, I knew someone like that."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and he became more and more lost: "But I can't contact her now..."

The tone of the white wolf suddenly became like that of a dog, and a little puppy at that.