The sorceress in front of him was of small stature, with beautiful long light golden hair that fell over her shoulders. Her hair was so smooth and smooth that it seemed to glow due to the delicate care she received.

She was wearing a blue-purple top with a Carreras pattern. The top had very little fabric, revealing her arms, a large part of her neck, and even most of her chest and abdomen. The rose-red skirt had more fabric than her top. Even though the sorceresses all dressed boldly, the one in front of her was one of the best.

Around her neck hung three necklaces made of crystal and agate, which emitted bursts of magical fluctuations.

The sorceress's name was Keira Metz. To put it simply, she would be one of the sorceresses who knew Geralt well in the future. Her strength was pretty good. After most of the high-level sorceresses in the Northern Kingdom were killed or injured, she would be invited to become one of the founders of a new sorceress organization.

Just because her strength is not top-notch, she often suffers setbacks in the future, but even so, she always maintains her pride.

"You are the Lion, Lann of Cintra?" Keira smiled slightly and raised her chin slightly involuntarily. "Triss is my precious friend. Thank you for saving her."

Keira and Triss are both royal advisors to the King of Temeria, and both are women. Triss is not the type of person who likes to be jealous. She is as cheerful and lively as a flame and can always make friends.

Lann smiled slightly when he saw Kayla's posture, signaled Kolgrim who had already drawn his sword to be patient, and walked towards Kayla step by step.

A scent that could only be found in the palace suddenly hit me in the face, smelling like a mixture of birch and roses. As Lann got closer, the scent became stronger and stronger.

Kayla didn't know what Lan was going to do, but she didn't retreat a single step. As the tall and handsome Lan approached, the petite girl raised her chin higher and higher.

Only this time, it was not arrogance but height that lifted the chin.

Seeing Keira's slightly embarrassed expression, Lan nodded with satisfaction, took the other's soft hand and was about to perform a knight's salute: "Nice to meet you, ma'am. I am Lann Lannister Rhaen..."

The door of the room was suddenly slammed open, and Milva jumped in, followed by House, who was a step behind because of his full body plate armor.

"My Lord Earl, I just heard the sound of wind in the room. It seems to be a portal. Did you..."

House, who had been with Lann and often came into contact with spellcasters, was already very familiar with the portal, but the scene of Lann and a female sorceress he had never seen before standing just one step apart, looking at each other and holding hands seemed unfamiliar to him.

Well, in a sense, it's not strange, it's quite familiar. The Earl should have more scenes like this in his life.

House quickly bowed his head to admit his mistake, pulled Milva, who had her eyes wide open, and tried to leave while apologizing.

Lann rolled his eyes at him helplessly. "If you come in, stay. If you want to protect me, don't go too far. It's a good opportunity to pour a glass of wine for this lady, the royal advisor of Temeria. She is Triss's partner."

After giving House his instructions, Lane turned back and was so interrupted that he forgot what he was going to do.

"You are introducing yourself and are about to kiss the back of the lady's hand." The snake hunter reminded from behind.

Oh yes, yes, yes.

Lann turned around and put on his social smile again, bowing as he introduced himself: "I am Lann Lannister Rhaanron, and people call me the Lion of Cintra."

Lann lowered his head and kissed his thumb, but his nose still brushed the back of the sorceress's hand, and his warm breath caressed the smooth skin, causing Keira Metz to purse her lips slightly.

She enjoyed the respect shown by this kind of knightly etiquette and soon forgot the embarrassment and awkwardness of looking up at Lann. After Lann stood up, she raised her chin slightly again and said with a smile:

"My name is Keira Metz. Apparently you know that I'm the royal advisor of Temeria. Thank you again for saving Triss."

"Of course I know you." Lan En smiled, "Triss often told me that she has a very good companion who not only has powerful magical abilities, but is also very beautiful."

The two of them were chatting here, and Milva snatched the glass filled with wine from House and went straight to the sorceress.

Kayla, whose real age was much older than her appearance, looked at the female shooter with a tense face, smiled playfully, and turned to Lan and said:

"I really hope to have a chance to have a good chat with you, but I came here today with a mission: His Majesty Foltest heard that you were near Vizima and was instructing his servants to receive you. He also happened to hear about the absurd things that happened in White Orchard recently, so he sent me to come here first to check the situation."

"If you can, please tell me where Ignatius Villiers is."

When saying this, Keira Metz put herself back in the position of advisor to the Temeria royal family. Lane gestured to House and then said:

"Sir Villiers is safe and sound. In fact, no one was killed during the whole process, including the beekeeper who offended me. I am not a barbaric Nilfgaardian. In terms of bloodline, I am also a blood relative of Temeria, so I don't want to make everyone unhappy."

House also stepped forward and added on behalf of his own earl: "Ms. Metz, if you are looking for Sir Villiers, you can come directly with me. He is sleeping in his bedroom because he was frightened."

Hearing this, Keira Metz's expression softened.

"Then I understand. You made such a big fuss, it must be to see the king."

Seeing Lann's smiling but silent expression, Keira waved her hands and was about to open the portal.

House seemed to have anticipated this scene, and hurriedly stepped forward and deliberately said in embarrassment: "Madam, are you going to let the Earl go through the portal to Vizima alone? This is not in accordance with etiquette and is not decent!"

Lan's face, which had turned slightly pale due to the stress of the portal, immediately began to recover. He nodded and said, "My soldiers are still here. I have no reason to abandon them. Besides, it would not be good for the lord here to have forty cavalrymen in the White Orchard, right?"

Keira Metz paused thoughtfully, confirming what Lane said.

"Then I will go back to the palace and explain to the king what happened here. You can leave immediately, okay? The king is very anxious."

Lan En had no objection and nodded in agreement.

House called on several soldiers to carry out the Lord of White Orchard who had just drunk the anesthetic wine. Keira Metz rolled her eyes at the knight who was indeed "unharmed", and asked Lane for two guards from the Villiers family to carry the knight through the portal and return to Vizima first.

After receiving the news of the king's summons, Lann no longer wanted to stay here, as his original purpose was to see the king. So he immediately ordered the cavalry to get ready and set off.

Kolgrim wanted to follow, but Lan refused: "You have a mission to fulfill. I don't want you to come and help me at this time. When you have fulfilled your responsibilities, you will be welcome in Cintra anytime."

Welcome, and the whole school of snake science you bring with you.

Kolgrim never caught up with Lann's team, but he had no intention of staying in White Orchard, a place that made him feel uncomfortable all the time, so he prepared to leave.

But at the entrance of Baiguoyuan Village, he saw a familiar figure, a small boy.

Leo, the young boy who delivered food to the Snake Faction Demon Hunter in prison out of curiosity, was now leaning on the signpost at the entrance of the village, drowsy.

"I'm getting more and more curious about your parents. They actually let you, a little kid, stay at the village gate. Don't tell me you're waiting for me, kid."

An evil voice came from behind, scaring Leo so much that he jumped up. He looked behind him in panic, and his eyes immediately met the emotionless amber pupils.

It wasn't a cat's eye at all, it was a snake. The young Leo took two steps back, obviously a little scared of the demon hunter who had left the cage, but thinking of today's purpose, he mustered up the courage and straightened his chest.

"No... That's right, I came here to find you!"

The boy saw the witcher raised his chin, motioning him to continue, and took out a small cloth bag from his bosom: "The poet named Dan sang that witchers would accept commissions, so this can't be wrong. I would like to ask you to help me find York Jon, he is my best friend..."

"We only accept commissions to hunt monsters, but I go a step further and hunt more than just monsters." Kolgrim said expressionlessly, "And why would I go looking for the boy who almost killed me?"

Leo seemed to be frightened by the snake demon hunter, but he still handed over the small cloth bag stubbornly: "I have money, I will give you a commission, so you have to help me find him."

Kolgrim looked at the little boy's trembling hand holding the small cloth bag, was silent for a while, shook his head and smiled.

"Okay, you've already paid after all."

Leo was confused by the demon hunter's words, but he seemed to have agreed to his commission, which made him very happy. And he seemed to have no intention of taking his small cloth bag, which made him even happier.

However, the next second, he felt his hand lighten, and the small cloth bag was snatched away.

"But because this is a very difficult task, you have to pay more."

Leo wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction. Kolgrim opened the shriveled little cloth bag and took a look. There were only two Orens, one Krona, and a few shiny stones that only children would treasure.

"Alright, that's enough." The demon hunter nodded, "I'll accept your commission."

"But you can't follow me. I'll come find you when I get the news."

Leo was anxious. He thought that going on adventures with the witcher should be the service he deserved after paying the money.

The boy was about to argue with the witcher, but he saw the other party turn around and walk away, as nimbly as a snake, disappearing in the blink of an eye.