Lann had anticipated the limited help from the Eternal Flame. In the original novel, during the North-South War, Novigrad was even out of the control of the monarch, wavering between Redania and Nilfgaard. Even Radovid V had to coax it and use "diplomatic means" to treat this "his own city."

"It's enough to provide information. It can alleviate our urgent needs as we have just arrived in a strange place. I need to know the location of Olgierd von Everec."

Chapelle nodded. After receiving the letter from Vizimir II, he had already sent people out to investigate: "Ogierd and his wild boar army are stationed in the northeast corner of Novigrad, about half a day's ride from here. I don't know how you are going to deal with them, but you cannot harm the civilians nearby, otherwise you will become my enemy, understand?"

Chapelle is half a head shorter than Lane, but the aura he expressed when he said this was enough to make him equal to Lane and impossible to ignore.

"Of course." Lann said, "If you have heard the rumors about me, then you should know how I act. What you ask is exactly my code of conduct."

Chapelle sneered: "Rumors are the most untrustworthy."

…

Novigrad is very large, with countless vendors and artists wandering around and living freely.

But these are not what Lann and his group need for the time being. Perhaps after their business is over, they will try to take a look around here.

They left the city through the gate of Temple Island and galloped all the way to the northeast. The horses raised a lot of dust, attracting the attention of passers-by.

A manor soon appeared in front of them, and Lan knew that was their target because there was a flag in front of them with a wild boar flag fluttering in the wind.

Although "wild boar" has the word "pig" in its name, it is a symbol of bravery in nature. Solitary cats such as cheetahs and tigers dare not provoke wild boars easily. In history, there were even kings who were killed by wild boars when they went out hunting.

A nomadic people who established their noble heritage through military exploits, using wild boar as their emblem just shows that they have not forgotten the sword skills which are the foundation of their existence.

Under this wild boar flag, many strong-looking warriors were wrestling.

They were both men and women, and most of them had a strange hairstyle. They shaved all the hair on the back of their heads, leaving only a palm of hair on the top of their heads, and this palm of hair was very long, enough to hang down from one side of the head and stick to the cheek.

Just like the bristles of a wild boar.

They are the "Wild Boars" of House Everec, a private army of nobles who act like bandits.

The noise made by Lann and his companions riding their horses was quite loud. The sound of the horses' hooves caused the ground to tremble, causing the people sitting on the ground to jump up immediately.

They reacted quickly and quickly changed from a playful to a fighting stance, ready for battle.

When Lann and his team were about a hundred steps away from the opposite side, they pulled the reins, and the team's speed suddenly slowed down in an orderly manner as if someone had pressed the slow-down button. They turned from running to walking, and then stopped completely about thirty steps away from the opposite side.

The dust raised by the war horses as they pawed the ground to slow down flew everywhere and slowly landed about five steps away from the wild boar army, almost staining their unsheathed swords.

After the two sides stared at each other in silence for a while, House rode forward. Looking at the wild boar army with uneven equipment, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

This private army truly had a "nomadic" style, with basically no standardized equipment. The men mostly wore leather armor robes, and the women even only wore long gowns with open chests. They looked just like a group of mercenaries gathered together.

Although the ferocity in their eyes was real and they were all desperate criminals, if they encountered regular cavalry composed of their own people, a wave of arrows and a charge would be enough to completely cripple them.

"Here before you is the Lion of Cintra, the Griffin Knight of the Lady of the Lake, the Lord of Brokilon, Lord Lann Lannister Rhaenren. We are looking for Olgierd von ...

Seeing that Lann was sitting firmly in the back, he only sent a condescending attendant to shout out to him, and there was a murmur among the wild boar army.

Then a young man wearing a long gown with diagonal buttons and a cynical face walked out of the crowd, shook his head and shouted:

"I am Olgierd. What do you want from me?"

Before he finished speaking, a bearded man suddenly stepped out from the crowd and said in an unpleasant accent:

"I am Olgierd, damn brat, get out of the way!"

House frowned.

This was not the end. At this time, another woman with the same "boar hair" came out of the crowd. Her shirt was unbuttoned, and the exposed skin was densely covered with tattoos.

"If you ask me, I am Ogierd~"

All the wild boar soldiers laughed in unison.

This was obviously a joke on Lan and his group.

"Bold!" House roared and was about to draw his sword, and the Cintra cavalry also drew their weapons.

As long as Lann gave the order, they would disperse the scattered troops in front of them.

At this critical moment, a steady and unquestionable voice sounded in the manor behind the Wild Boar Army:

"Stop!"

The voice seemed to have some magical power, which made the wild boar army freeze in their movements.

They had no intention of resisting the voice's orders. Even though the Cintra cavalry on the opposite side were already meeting them with swords and spears, they still withdrew their attacking stance and slowly retreated.

Upon seeing this, Lann also stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, and signaled the Cintra cavalry behind him to be patient.

In order to obtain the contract with Mirror Master, he also needs the master of the Wild Boar Army to express three wishes while still alive.

A man walked out of the manor. He was broad-shouldered, tall, with reddish-brown hair and a beard. He was wearing a ranger-style robe and had a long scimitar on his waist.

This man has a very good appearance, and can be described as handsome and elegant. There are several shallow scars on his face, which do not look hideous, but add a bit of ruggedness.

When Lann, who looks like a "young nobleman", stands next to him, people might wonder for a moment who is the real witcher.

Lan looked at that face and was a little dazed for a moment, because this person looked very much like a football star in Lan's previous life who was known as "the sexiest man in the world."

The man stopped about five steps away from Lan En, looked at the tall Black Wind, and praised sincerely: "Good horse."

They're facing each other with swords drawn and a fight is about to begin, but your attention is still focused on Heifeng?

"A earl should not accept such treatment. I apologize to you on behalf of my subordinates, Lannister."

The man held out his hand to Lann. "I am Olgierd von Everec. Although we may draw our swords later and I will certainly kill you, I still want to say that I am glad to meet you. After all, your poems are wonderful and have indeed brought me some joy."

He invited Lan to shake hands amidst the sea of ​​swords. He was closer to Cintra's army than to his own wild boar army. In just one breath, at least eight swords would pierce him, and then his body would be repeatedly crushed by the horses.

But he didn't care about the danger at all. He seemed to think that this kind of etiquette was more important than his own life.

Lan En knew about the other party's "life-threatening" reliance, after all, the other party had made a deal with Master Mirror. The person in front of him disliked Master Mirror, but at the same time, he also enjoyed himself everywhere with Master Mirror's gifts.

Lann looked at him for a while, then rode forward and extended his hand: "I am Lann Lannister Rayanlun. It's too early for you to be happy - but I am really happy to finally meet you."

Olgierd laughed. "You are much more interesting than what others say. I haven't seen anyone like you in a long time!"

After laughing, he turned around and blamed the few people who had just used the name "Ogierd": "You were so rude just now. How could you treat an earl like this?"

Someone in the Wild Boar Army shouted in dissatisfaction: "Chief! He brought so many soldiers with him, he must be here to encircle and suppress us, we should take the initiative!"

Ogierd, however, looked indifferent. He didn't care that the Boar Army members were shouting at him in such an offensive way in public, nor did he care about Lann's threat to him at the moment.

He turned to Lan and said, "Whether we fight with swords or drink and chat happily, it is not in line with our status to discuss things here. How about coming to the manor to see my collection?"

Lan En glanced at the ferocious wild boar army in front of him, and then looked at the manor behind them, which was quite old but still well-renovated, and asked, "This manor is not yours, right?"

Olgierd nodded unabashedly. "His master committed suicide because he could not pay his debts. The servants tried to run away with the money, so I killed them and the debt collectors. So now the manor is mine. My wild boars are all outside. Soon it will be just you and me in the manor. Dare you come in, Lord Lannister?"

House took a step forward and seemed to want to persuade him, but Lan waved his hand: "Stay alert and wait for me to come out."

The Wild Boar Army put away their swords and made way for the two men, then continued to drink and have fun, looking like they were in a mood to enjoy life while the wine lasts.

They continued to feel at ease with Lann, who had entered the manor alone with Ogierd, and seemed to feel at ease with the Cintra cavalry who were so close at hand, not caring at all that the other side might organize a charge towards them at any time.

Levin frowned and came forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with House: "This group of people is weird, aren't they a little too confident?"

House tightly gripped his sword, looking at the two wrestlers who seemed to be squeezing out every last bit of their strength, and nodded in agreement: "They don't seem to take their lives seriously enough."

…

The manor was now littered with broken glass and ceramic fragments, as well as wooden chairs and sofas with one or two legs broken. From time to time, Lan could still see yellow paper with a picture of a toad nailed to the wall, with daggers or throwing knives scattered around the paper.

It can be vaguely seen that the original furnishings here were quite exquisite, but the Wild Boar Army was obviously not a group of people who were good at maintaining the furnishings.