From the poet's expression just now, it can be seen that he is now daydreaming. Lan pulled the corner of his mouth and forcibly interrupted the other party's thoughts.

Dandelion was in a poetic mood, but after Lann's reminder, he knew that business was more important.

"Riens did come to Niubao. I heard an old swindler who sells fake medicine nearby mentioned him a few days ago. I can take you to find him."

…

Lane actually had an impression of this Reans. He remembered that he was a dropout from Ben Ade School of Magic. His magic was very poor and he couldn't even open a portal.

But Reens also has good skills, and combined with those low-level attack spells, he actually has good combat ability.

His short life was quite colorful: Reence was expelled from the magic school for stealing, and then joined Kaedwen's intelligence department when Kaedwen specifically accepted magic dropouts; as a result, he was imprisoned for debt while collecting intelligence in Cintra, and was later bailed out by Vilgefortz and became Vilgefortz's follower; in the end, he would become a spy for Nilfgaard and a multiple spy.

In the novel, he was ordered to find Ciri and tracked down Geralt, but that should have happened a few years later. Now Geralt and Ciri are still in Kaer Morhen, so is he targeting himself?

How dare he? Geralt is a traditional witcher and is used to fighting alone, but are the more than 40 soldiers behind me, the Lion of Cintra, joking with you?

Not to mention a lousy warlock who dropped out of school, if it was an encounter, some royal advisory warlocks of small countries could be defeated by this team of cavalry without them having to take action!

At this moment, Lan had been brought to the door of what Dandelion called "the swindler who sells fake medicine". A drizzle had begun to fall on the street, making the street even more muddy.

Lann changed back to the improved armor of the Griffin School, and brought out all the soldiers except for a few who stayed behind to guard the house.

Not only does a lion use all its strength to fight a rabbit, but battles such as searching and encirclement also require sufficient numbers to suppress.

But Lann had to make quick decisions and bring the team back in a short time, otherwise if Vizimir II knew that he had such a large team operating secretly in the local area, he would probably feel uncomfortable.

Lan wiped the rain off his face and looked at the building in front of him: "This is not a 'house', it's simply a 'fortress'. Look, there are even city walls there. The king allowed such a thing to appear in the castle? This is simply a city within a city."

Dandelion didn't care. "This is the free Niubao. The king's orders will be downgraded two levels after they come here. And this is the dock. There will always be villains, thugs and swindlers nearby. It's just that everyone has always tacitly agreed not to attack students."

Lane felt that the good first impression that the beef burger gave him was constantly collapsing.

The group sneaked in under the cover of night, and the Cintra soldiers in silver-grey armor also put on cloaks to better blend into the moonlight.

The tavern across the canal cast a strip of light on the river, and singing, laughter and shouting echoed around. Three sailors ran ashore, two of them quarreled and pushed each other, repeating the same dirty words over and over again, but they didn't feel bored at all.

On the other side of the canal, the group had already reached Dandelion's designated location. At Lan's signal, the poet gently knocked on the iron sheet embedded in the wooden door.

"Who the hell is bothering me so late at night?" a voice came from inside the house. "Get out of here, you brainless idiot, scum, and waste! Get out, get out now! I've got my crossbow ready! Who wants a few more arrows in their ass?"

Dandelion changed his voice. At this moment, he looked like a handsome uncle in his late 40s, but his voice became that of a teenager:

"Master Melman! It's me, Levi. I brought some medicine out and wanted to sell it to you to earn some living expenses!"

Dandelion has been in Niubao for many years, so he naturally knows some tricks here. In addition to the children of the rich families, there are also a large number of students who are not so well-off, and they will try every means to make extra money for themselves. For example, Dandelion used to go to entertainment venues to sing and work, which is one of the important reasons why he can now enjoy entertainment services without spending money. He does not have this ability outside of Niubao.

The "Melman" master in the room is the way for medical students to "work and study". Many students will give their own prepared medicines to Melman to sell to others as fake medicines, or simply steal the real medicines in the college and sell them as fake medicines. After all, the money that goes into their own pockets is real money, and the things they sell are also things that save lives.

Dandelion gestured to Lan, indicating that he would be able to trick open the sturdy iron door soon.

But Lann didn't care. He just needed to make sure the people were still inside. He didn't need to trick the iron door open. He could just blow it open directly.

Lan gently pulled Dandelion back and put his left hand on the iron door under the other's puzzled look.

"I've seen Geralt use witcher tactics before." The poet lowered his voice, "But believe me, this door is very strong and cannot be opened with that wind-blowing palm."

"We are different." Lann smiled. "I told you that I can kill several warlocks in one go on the battlefield. Do you think I'm joking?"

[Alder Seal] +100 magic points, released.

Lan planned to be gentle so as not to bring down the whole house, and he still needed the people alive.

With a loud "bang", Dandelion suddenly covered his eyes which were hurt by the wind pressure. The iron-wrapped door did not break, but flew inside along with the part of the wooden wall, and wood chips flew all over the sky.

A wretched man holding a crossbow was behind the door. He shouted and jumped to the side, but even so, his left leg was hit by the iron door that flew into the house. He lost his balance and flew out.

Dandelion stared in amazement as Lann used another routine [Alder Sign] to clear the dust and flying sawdust in the air, then strode towards the owner of the house, Melman, and muttered involuntarily, "You are indeed different from Geralt."

Melman screamed on the ground: "I don't know any Levi, who are you? Dare to come to the dock at night, aren't you afraid of getting yourself into trouble?"

The deafening noise was heard in the neighboring houses, and countless lights were immediately turned on. The rustling sound of seats colliding was heard continuously, but it soon became quiet again. It was probably because the noise here was a bit beyond their expectations, and no one wanted to cause trouble.

Lann stopped in front of Melman, and the owner of the house saw the steel greaves in front of him and suddenly realized that something was wrong. His eyes slowly moved up. It was difficult for him to calculate the actual value of this armor with his eyesight, but he knew that even if he guessed the limit of his imagination, he might underestimate the true appearance of this armor.

If someone wearing such armor comes looking for me, it is definitely not a small matter.

Melman's voice suddenly became soft, and his fierce eyes became clear: "Mercy... Please have mercy. I swear in the name of my mother that I will tell you everything you want to know. Or do you want money? I can give it to you..."

"You're Melman, aren't you? Where's Rience?"

Melman trembled when he heard the question. He was not a coward, and there were not many things in this world that could scare a desperado. But the question from the blond knight contained everything he feared, and even more.

Fear spread through his internal organs like a living worm, and Melman had to suppress it with great difficulty.

"Ah?" He pretended to be surprised. "What? Who? What did you say? What?"

Lane chuckled and leaned down so that Melman could look him straight in the eyes.

Then a hand covered the eyes, and there was a white light on the hand.

[Axis Seal] + [Charm] + Magic Infusion.

Melman's eyes suddenly became confused.

"Where is Rience and how do we find him?"

Melman murmured as if to himself: "I don't know where he is. He always comes to me. But he gave me a talisman that can send a signal to him..."

Dandelion, who was watching from behind, began to look horrified. He looked at Lann and Melman, who was telling him everything he knew, in disbelief, and thought to himself, "Is this what a demon hunter should be like?"

Melman dazedly handed over a blue amulet, which was made of metal and looked crudely made. It was the kind that no one would want to buy if it was placed on the street. Who would have thought that it was actually a communication device.

Lann continued to ask: "How do we convey the message to Reens?"

"There is a hole in the center of the amulet, and the matching cylindrical pin can be inserted into it to send a signal."

Dandelion came over curiously and looked at this magical communication prop with Lan.

"That's not right. There's no hole in this amulet... Wait, there is, but it's been blocked..."

Dandelion's expression suddenly changed, and he realized what was happening.

Lann's pupils shrank, and he frantically began to activate his demon hunter senses.

…

A moment ago, the only sound in this deserted alley was the sound of raindrops hitting the sewer. Now the rain stopped, dawn was approaching, the sky in the east began to turn white, and the sounds of the alley came alive.

Lann heard the fluttering of crows and owls, the screams of wild cats seeking mating, the barking of stray dogs, singing in taverns, and shouts of fights.

There were also the footsteps of more than a dozen people. Their steps were light, probably because they were not wearing armor, so they were moving very fast, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

Lann kicked Dandelion, sending the poet flying into the air and rolling into the corner. Then he rolled on the ground himself, and two crossbow arrows pierced through the window and nailed him to the place where he had just stood.

One of the arrows pierced Melman's chest and abdomen, freeing him from the influence of the [Axis Seal], but it was obvious that he would not survive.

Afterwards, more than a dozen people broke in through the doors and windows, and some people jumped in by knocking down the roof, surrounding Lann.

They didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill Lan, or rather they wanted to keep him alive for interrogation.

When Lane looked closely, he saw that these people were dressed like street killers or mercenaries, with varying degrees of equipment and strange looks. Only two of them were equipped with weapons such as crossbows.

For Lan, these people were not a problem at all, but their presence here was a big problem.

A man in iron armor walked slowly in from outside the door. He had a kind of elegance that he deliberately maintained, but he looked very fierce. Lan looked at his face and saw a twisted scar that destroyed his entire right face.

It was Rience, and the scar on his face was caused by Yennefer.

"It looks like this is a trap, but I have a question." Lann said coldly, "Where are the soldiers I deployed outside? How did you sneak in without any sound of fighting?"