Gems have always been the most common carriers of magic in all kinds of Western fantasy worlds, and are often used by various wizards and magicians as objects for storing magic or as alchemical materials.

The Witcher 3 is no exception to this. The gems in the original work can be used to enchant equipment, and the forging of various equipment and the alchemy of special potions all require various gems and crystals as materials.

The warlock's long-distance communication device also requires crystals and gems as materials. In order to make a communication device that can reach far enough, the heroine in the original novel also took a huge diamond that was the treasure of the sect because it "has unparalleled magic power."

Lann had long guessed that special minerals such as gems and crystals would contain magic, or even be the "source of magic". He had also touched most of the jewels in his family and even the royal family, but found no hint of magic.

Lann guessed that there were some tricks in the selection of gems that he didn't know, and this knowledge was probably only known by serious sorcerers.

As for this unexpected surprise in front of us, is there anything worth hesitating about?

Lann grabbed the crystal with one hand and saw the prompt box in front of him shaking. An indescribable energy flowed straight towards Lann from the crystal.

At the same time, Lann was pleasantly surprised to see that the dark parts on the panel began to light up little by little, as if a dry lake had suddenly received dew.

Among them is the [Seal] skill panel that Lann has always dreamed of!

[Absorb the source of magic power, skill point +1]

However, before Lann could react, the feeling of energy surged disappeared in an instant. As the skill points increased, the magic power was completely absorbed by the panel, and the parts of the panel that were briefly lit dimmed again.

Lan's hand, which was about to make a seal, stopped trembling.

After taking several deep breaths to calm himself down, several ideas flashed through Lan's mind.

What just flowed into my body must be magic power, and the skill panel lit up because my body had magic power and met the conditions for the seal.

After the glimpse just now, the only skills that were activated were the [Signs] type, and the [Alchemy] and [Adrenaline] related skills in [Combat] were not activated. This should be because the body just now only had the condition of "having magic power", and the other "poison resistance" and "adrenaline body" were not available.

In other words, my guess all along was correct. As long as I become a demon hunter, I can unlock all the skills on the panel.

Soon, Lann consoled himself. Soon.

After taking another regretful look at the darkening panel, Lann put the skill points he had just acquired into [Standstill as a Mountain].

[Unmovable]: Reduces damage taken when dodging by 80%. Increases adrenaline poison by +4%. (4/5)

At this point, Lann could already dodge most attacks. He was only one skill point away from that unreasonable god-level dodge effect.

"My Lord Earl!" A powerful and fanatical voice pulled Lann out of his thoughts. When he looked up, he saw his new servant, Sword, standing in front of him with a fanatical look on his face.

This little blacksmith is actually a fan of mine. After I just performed my unparalleled performance on the spot, I don’t know how much his favorability has increased.

"All supplies, casualties, and prisoners have been accounted for. Please give your instructions!"

Lan was amused by the boy's serious look and answered him seriously:

"Rest here and bring the troops back tomorrow morning!"

It was almost dusk, and it wasn't far from Sintra, but it would take at least half a day to get here. There was no point in traveling overnight in the woods, and even if we could get back, the city gates wouldn't be opened in the middle of the night.

It was just right for them to stay stationed right next to the bandits' camps, saving the soldiers the trouble of setting up camp.

Soon the moon was above the treetops, a bonfire was lit, and the soldiers were divided into teams to roast dry food. Lann was surrounded by his three attendants and several vice-captains, listening to them talk about some of the operational knowledge of the city defense army.

By a campfire at the edge of the camp, several soldiers looked towards Lan from afar and whispered.

"If the Earl is really as noble as the legendary Earl, he would camp outside and eat with us just like us."

"Which sir? What noble qualities?"

"It's Lord Lannister, the Lion Knight in the poem. He is the Earl's father. I heard that he is not only as brave as a lion, but also has noble aspirations. He is often... often... different from ordinary noble lords."

"What? The Lion Knight is our Lord Earl's father?"

The other soldiers all looked over at once, their eyes seemed to be looking at him as if he was some idiot.

"Don't go to Rose Garden to look for girls if you have nothing to do. Chat and ask around with the guys in the team..."

The soldier who started the conversation at the beginning grabbed some dry food and slapped it on the new recruit's forehead, then continued:

"I mean, the Earl has noble aspirations. But even if the Earl has noble aspirations and doesn't mind eating these poor people's dry food, we can't help but think about the Earl, don't you think?"

"Boss, what do you mean?"

"Go to the jungle and get some game!"

On the other side, the screams of the seriously injured robber gradually subsided. The soldier in charge of the interrogation rubbed the robber's body twice, trying to wipe off the strong smell of blood.

"My Lord Earl, the interrogation revealed that one person died."

Lann paused while eating, and felt a little pain in breathing as he saw that there was no increase in experience on the panel.

The soldier who was reporting continued with admiration, "Your guess was correct, Count. There are still remnants of this bandit group. They were preparing to evacuate just before we arrived, and their leader left a little earlier to find an evacuation route, and just happened to miss us."

Lan nodded: "Then he will definitely come back. Let everyone be alert after getting organized. Don't let go of anything that approaches the camp."

After thinking for a while, Lann asked again: "Did he tell us what the characteristics of this leader are? Tell the warriors so that everyone will have an idea."

“Yes,” the interrogator nodded. “I heard from him that their leader is very good at fighting. He can kill four or five people at a time.”

The deputy captain who was listening immediately laughed: "Four or five people? They are all refugees without weapons, right? Who can't kill ten of them with a sword?"

Lane waved his hand to silence the man and signaled the interrogator to continue.

"Not only that... the bandit also said that their leader usually carries two swords on his back and always carries some bottles and jars that are said to be magic potions."

"Magic potion? That was made up by their leader to scare his subordinates, right? Where did the bandits get the magic potion?"

The deputy captain laughed even louder, but he didn't notice that Lan's expression was gradually changing.

"Not only that." The interrogator said, "They also mentioned that their leader's eyes were very strange, as if..."

"Is it amber like a cat?" Lan asked softly.

"Yes... How did you know, sir?"

In the darkness of night, deep in the jungle, a figure hiding in the bushes quietly watched several soldiers who came out to capture wild animals.

His eyes were bright, emitting an amber glow, like a leopard ready to hunt its prey.