The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and Lan looked at the outlines of the reefs and many small islands not far away.

In the lazy delta current, the huge transport ship under his feet moved forward with a steady and determined momentum.

"Hahaha, Lan, this ship is pretty good, isn't it?" Zoltan laughed and clinked glasses with Lan.

After spending so much time together, Zoltan and Lann have become quite familiar with each other. Dwarves are not a conservative race that adheres to class etiquette. When they are drunk, they even dare to play wrestling with the prince and beat each other black and blue.

Because Zoltan was doing business in human society, he had learned a lot of rules and regulations, but under Lan's deliberate guidance, he gradually relaxed. During this period, his favorite thing was to teach the young earl to sing colorful songs while drinking with Lan.

"Thank you for your help, Zoltan." Lann drank the wine in his cup. "It's a pleasant surprise to be able to travel so comfortably. My soldiers can also relax and have a good rest. They all want to thank you and your friends."

Zoltan laughed heartily, and after finishing his drink, he saw that Lann seemed to have no intention of refilling his cup, so he turned around and went to find his dwarf brothers to continue drinking.

Lan looked at House and Levin who had been beside him, waved his hand and said, "You should also go and have a rest. We are on the ship now, and there won't be any enemies that suddenly appear."

House said seriously, "If it's on the water... there might be water ghosts."

Lann sighed: "Isn't it my specialty to deal with water ghosts? And can you fight against water ghosts in the river wearing this set of plate armor?"

Looking at the attendant who followed him closely, Lann said, "House, you are too tense. It's time to relax yourself. One fifth of the people on this ship are our soldiers. We are the 'danger', do you understand?"

He pointed to the dwarves who were drinking and playing cards with other merchants on the ship and said, "Look at them. I remember you seemed to like Quint as well. Join them. I allow you. If you don't want to, just take it as an order from me - go and play for a while."

After saying this, Lan strode to the side of the transport ship, enjoying the sea breeze and gazing at the scenery in the distance.

Levin nudged House and said, "Did you hear that? This is the Earl's order. Hurry up and take out your Gwent deck. I've heard that you have a lot of valuable cards. Let me see them."

House's face turned red. "This card is not mine. It was entrusted to me by a fallen comrade before he died. I can't let it be on the table..."

As he said this, his hand seemed to disobey orders and took out a card from his pocket. Milva, who was standing beside him, heard the noise and came forward to check curiously, her eyes suddenly lit up.

On the card, a blond young knight, wearing knight armor with a lion emblem, rides a wind-like black horse through the dense forest.

【Lion Knight Lann】

House waved the card in front of Levin and Milva, then immediately stuffed it into his arms as if it were a treasure, and warned: "Don't let the Earl know that I have this card... It feels weird."

The protagonist of this commemorative card is currently on the bow, enjoying the sea breeze and reading a letter sent from Kaer Morhen:

"...I slept in a small room called 'dormitory'. It was so small that it looked like a maid's place, but Geralt said that even the Wolf Cult's mentor slept in the same place as me. I asked him if Yennefer also slept in a similar room, and he immediately stopped talking."

Lann smiled, worthy of being called White Wolf. He flipped through the letters and looked at the next one.

"Today I was practicing swordplay on a long beam. I fell off several times and bruised my shoulders, arms and thighs. I think it would be hard to walk on it, but Coen could practice swordplay on it easily. By the way, Coen is also a griffin. He said he would leave Kaer Morhen after the winter. I'm trying to persuade him to stay. But it doesn't work. Maybe I still have to rely on you to win him over. You should come to see me soon."

Lann raised his eyebrows. Ciri had already begun to consciously win over the witchers, not just the wolf faction, but even the griffin faction. The little girl didn't need to use any social skills at all. Just showing her innocence and kindness was enough to enhance the friendship with the witchers.

"Yennefer read the letter I wrote to you. She told me not to write too much about training and daily life in the letter, but to express my longing for you. Ha, she taught me that. I secretly read the letter she wrote to Geralt before. She called Geralt "dear friend" in the letter, and said things like "I am honored to be the second person you ask for help" and "I am flattered to be ranked so high on your list". These two people are really awkward..."

After that, Ciri didn't send any more letters. No one knew whether it was because she didn't have time to write them, or because the witcher or sorceress had read her letters and deprived her of the right to continue sending letters.

He folded the letters carefully and put them in his arms.

But Lann didn't notice that while he was concentrating on reading the letter, there were other eyes on the ship constantly looking at him.

A girl with short chestnut-red hair had been observing Lan for quite some time, because until this moment he had not been surrounded by those guards who kept people at a distance.

She wanted to start a conversation, but she didn't want to express her emotions too directly. After racking her brains, she finally came up with a topic that might be suitable:

"Excuse me...are you Mr. Lannister? Please don't stand by the boat, because it is said that there are some man-eating giant insects appearing here recently..."

The girl's voice interrupted Lan's thoughts. He turned around and looked at the person who made the sound. His sight focused and he seemed to see a familiar person.

But he was not sure whether the other person was the person in his memory, because the other person looked much younger than in his memory.

In front of him was a girl with chestnut red hair - Lan En had often met girls with this hair color recently - she was dressed like a student and looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.

She looked very cautious, as if coming over to talk to Lan seemed to have taken all her courage.

"Yes, I am Lannister." Lann tapped the lion emblem on his chest and said with a smile, "I wonder what I should call the lady I am talking to?"

"I'm not a lady... My name is Shani. Hello, Mr. Lannister." Because of her nervousness, the girl named Shani was a little flustered and spoke in a panic. For a moment, she said a lot of things that she shouldn't have said when introducing herself.

"I'm a medical student. I just got admitted to Niubao this year and am preparing to go to school, so I got on this boat..."

Lan En smiled, it was indeed her.

The girl in front of you is called Xia Ni. She is a future big name in the medical field and a true model of an independent woman.

She is a medical student who studies alone in Niubao. After graduation, she will shuttle between various wards and battlefields, and work in hospitals on the front lines of the war all year round to save the wounded. In the future, she will become the dean of Niubao Medical College, and she will be highly respected and written into textbooks after her death.

She would meet Geralt when she was 17 or 18 years old. Of course, it was not new that she would grow from a girl to a woman at that time. But she was not like other women who were entangled with Geralt. She only regarded this as a precious friendship; even if she met Geralt many times later, Shani would eventually choose to separate for her ideal of saving lives and healing the wounded. Facts have proved that her decision was correct.

So it's hard to say whether Geralt slept with her or she slept with Geralt.

However, at this moment, the girl in front of him was still a female student who had not yet studied in Niubao, rather than a future female doctor who would save lives.

In short, this is another future gold card. And from a strategic point of view, it is much more important than Milva.

"In that case, you should thank Niubao for giving you the opportunity to study, and I should thank Niubao for allowing us to meet here." Lan En smiled, "But are you alone? This world is not friendly to single ladies."

"It doesn't matter. I have a friend in Niubao. He is a poet named Dandelion, very famous. It was he who wrote the recommendation letter for me and gave me the opportunity to enter Niubao."

Shani was a little flattered by Lan's concern.

However, the girl quickly adjusted her mindset. From her future life trajectory, it can be seen that she is not the kind of person who is restricted by the times and the secular world, otherwise she would not have taken the initiative to talk to Lan En on a transport ship with so many people.

Under Lan's deliberate guidance, she quickly relaxed her initial nervousness.

"I am very sorry to bother you, for I have often heard your poems and rumors, and..."

Shani looked at Lan's lion eyes: "I often hear stories about demon hunters. There are rumors that you have become one of them, and you don't hide it. You know, I'm a medical student, so..."

Lan's expression changed.

Could it be that this girl approached me not from a female perspective, but because she was interested in me academically from a medical perspective?

A face wearing a white surgical gown, holding a scalpel, with a sickly red light flashing in the eyes suddenly appeared in his mind.

Lann changed the subject calmly: "You said before that there are big bugs around here. Is it dangerous?"

Shani didn't realize the change in the topic of conversation, or she thought this was the topic that demon hunters should talk about, and was easily led into the rhythm: "Yes, this area of ​​the Delta seems to be frequently infested with monster-like giant insects. After hearing the rumors, I compared them with the biological illustrations, and they seem to look very similar to dragon beetles."

Together they leaned against the railing, looking out at the murky, deep green water. The tide was rising, and the stink of the water was getting stronger. The first dead rat floated to the surface.