"Heifeng, can you find Cohen and the others?"

"snort--"

"Lan En once told me that 'an old horse can recognize the way home'. Although you are not old, I think you should be able to recognize the road, right? If you can recognize the road, you should also be able to recognize people, right?"

"snort--"

"No? Didn't you undergo a witcher mutation? Geralt and his men are very good at tracking."

"snort."

"Lan has only been a demon hunter for a short time. He knows everything... Alas, you can't track or cast a sign. Black Wind, what did you get from the demon hunter mutation?"

“Shhhhhhh!!!”

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be angry! Don't run into the forest!"

The little princess with silver-gray hair finally calmed the warhorse and breathed a sigh of relief.

On the premise of ensuring her own basic safety, Ciri hopes that all her strength can be invested in the battle to defend the town.

So she did not want the guerrillas' protection, and forced these carefully selected warriors to spread out and cooperate with others to fight the monsters.

At this moment, she was riding alone in Brokilon Town. She was confident in herself: First, Ciri was sure that Black Wind was better at fighting and running than most people, even demon hunters. He was the best bodyguard; second, as long as she was in Brokilon Town, she could summon super-standard combat power at any time, because -

With a whoosh, a poster on the wall burst into bright emerald flames, and Alice emerged from it, showing a rare eager look.

She lifted her black veil, revealing her beautiful face. “Ciri, why are you still here? You should be the first to retreat... Wait for me to ask Nanomi or Regis to come and protect you first. It’s very dangerous around here!”

Ciri showed a relieved expression: "Alice, I can't leave, listen to me..."

With a loud "boom", the collapsed wall suddenly interrupted Ciri's words.

They looked back and saw a large figure curled up like a stone. They could vaguely make out the smaller daughter of the three giant demons, named "Giant Mama".

In front of her, a giant mutant crab demon was in a death frenzy.

…

The mutant crab monster, scientifically known as Koshchey, is extremely similar to the troll mantis.

They were created through the [Multiple Triangle Spell] invented by Alzu. This spell would trigger a series of biological mutations in ordinary creatures, greatly strengthening their physiological structures. After being cultivated in conjunction with other alchemical experiments, it would form a powerful mutant monster like the Mutant Crab Demon.

To some extent, Alzu, who created the Demon Hunter mutation, also created a large number of experimental monsters that were more terrifying than native creatures and alien monsters, which is why his posthumous reputation is extremely controversial.

Unlike the giant mantis, the mutant crab monster looks like a hybrid of a spider and a crab. When it grows to adulthood, it can be six meters wide. It is covered with a rough rusty red carapace, with three pairs of limbs and a pair of huge pincers. The hard carapace is invulnerable to swords and guns, and can be immune to most injuries, making it extremely difficult to kill; the front claws are exaggerated in size and covered with spikes.

Like the Troll Mantis, [Heart of the Mutant Crab] was also one of the legendary demon hunter mutation materials in the early days. Later, it was removed from the sequence of regular materials by the demon hunter because of the powerful mutant crab.

By the way, this precious material was used in Lane's mutation. We all know who to thank.

…

At this moment, this powerful experimental beast was severely damaged by the sound of Cohen's previous bell ringing, and the troops on the ground seized the opportunity to hit its vital points.

This was the time when it was struggling most dangerously, and even the giant Ma Ma was knocked into coma by accident!

Ciri hurried forward to check on the giant mama's condition. After confirming that she was just unconscious, she pointed forward to signal the demon-hunting horse: "Black Wind, help!"

The horse rushed towards the battlefield ahead like the wind, and snatched away a warrior who was about to die under its claws at a speed that the mutant crab demon couldn't react to.

Seeing the danger in front of her, Alice was more anxious to take Ciri away. But when she turned around, she saw the little demon hunter in armor running towards the mutant crab demon.

Ciri's idea was simple: she had read the Monster Manual when she was studying in Kaer Morhen, and knew that monsters created through experiments like the Mutant Crab Demon could be easily controlled by warlocks and turned into biological weapons.

The enemy has only one goal in controlling this giant beast to raid the town of Brokilon, and that is herself, the Princess of Cintra.

My appearance can definitely attract the attention of this dying and violent beast, giving my warriors a chance to kill it with one blow; at worst, it can also create space for them to survive against the monster's desperate counterattack.

The house in front had collapsed, leaving only the basic structure - pillars, wooden boards and beams, and the ground downstairs was scattered with debris.

Ciri stepped onto a beam without hesitation, using the balance she had trained on the "pendulum" in Kaer Morhen to walk like a cat.

With a "whoosh", Ciri picked up a stone and threw it at the mutant crab monster's head.

She watched the beast's movements carefully, ready to jump off the beam and hide behind the shelter at any time, using the obstacle formed by the collapsed house to escape.

Then, Ciri saw the mutant crab monster look back at her, then turned around and chased after the Black Wind who had just escaped from the claws of the Sintra warrior.

【Why are you ignoring me? 】

Ciri frowned. The other party's reaction did not conform to the monster's rule of always attacking "lonely" and "weak" prey.

However, considering that the brains of these things coming out of the laboratory are not very normal, and they are facing the warriors who have just severely injured them, it is understandable that they have a sense of revenge and are attracted to hatred.

Ciri whistled and asked Black Wind to throw the rescued warriors back into the camp and then rushed back. She jumped onto the horse and used the horse's speed to quickly circle around the mutant crab monster.

"I am Cirilla Fiona Iren Rayanlon, Princess of Cintra!"

With Black Wind on her back, she could escape at any time. Ciri boldly circled around and continued to throw stones at the mutant crab monster. This action almost made the soldiers on the side stare out of their wits, and Alice was so worried that she was already starting to get ghost lights on her body.

However, the mutant crab demon just glanced at Ciri, ignored the flies buzzing around him, then slapped the giant mammoth that had just woken up and attacked him away with its pincers, and rushed towards the group of Cintra warriors without caring about anything.

Ciri hesitated.

She clapped her hands on Black Wind, and her powerful warhorse leaped past the mutant crab monster in a few leaps. Its hooves left marks on the ground, and it stood between the mutant crab monster and the Sintra warriors like a reef.

The people of Cintra rushed forward without hesitation: "Your Highness, please get out of the way, it's dangerous here..."

"Quiet, give me a bow and a pot of arrows!"

Ciri had a bold guess.

She saw that when Heifeng and herself were standing in the middle of the road, the mutant crab demon suddenly stopped moving.

It took a step to the side, as if trying to bypass him. So Ciri knocked on the horse's belly to make Black Wind jump in a different direction, blocking the mutant crab monster again.

The bow and arrow were quickly handed to Ciri. Looking at the mutant crab demon who took another step forward in front of him, Ciri stretched his body and pulled the bowstring.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—”

Ciri was not very strong, and her arrows were not very powerful. They hit the chitinous shell of the mutant crab demon without breaking it. She shot three arrows before they finally penetrated the flesh along the wound made by the Cintra people.

The mutant crab demon in front of him screamed and raged, and almost in an act of venting his anger, it crashed into a nearby house, raising a cloud of dust.

But it just didn't move forward towards Ciri!

Her Royal Highness the Princess of Cintra tilted her head, shrugged, and drew the bowstring again.

…

Ciri stood in front of her own people and shot a whole pot of arrows, finally making the mutant crab monster in front of her breathe its last.

She felt like she had discovered something extraordinary.

Bright emerald flames lit up, and Ciri let Alice pull her to another battlefield to fight monsters. This time she faced a giant mantis.

After testing with the bow and arrow for a while, Ciri drew the wolf-head silver sword from her back and ran to the troll mantis under Alice's terrified gaze, and touched the monster's neck along its hind legs as if climbing stairs.

The knife fell with a sudden movement.

…

The bright emerald flame lit up again, and this time Ciri asked Alice to take her to the top of the clock tower, and then with a "Woo-la" she jumped onto the back of a passing Chimera.

After the chimera felt Ciri riding on its back, its body, which had been flying freely, immediately became stable and stiff, and it fell to the ground, as if it was afraid that the princess on its back would fall accidentally and get injured.

Ciri looked at the blood on the claws and mouth of the chimera.

Once again, the knife fell.

…

"Gah--" Accompanied by the dense crows like a dark cloud, Regis, who looked like a big bat, appeared. He had just chased the Chimaera to the vicinity and watched everything Ciri did.

"What is going on? Is this the power of the ancient blood?"

"Thank you for saving the people tonight, Regis." Ciri first politely thanked the new vampire, "The person who sent these monsters here seems to have given some orders, making these monsters almost engrave the idea of ​​'don't hurt me' into their instincts."

"That's why you can perform so amazingly." Regis praised, "And to be able to test this kind of information, it takes extraordinary courage. You amaze me, Your Highness."

Ciri wiped the sweat from her forehead, turned to Alice and asked, "Are there many monsters left in the city? And why didn't I see Cohen along the way? Shouldn't he be on the front line against the monsters?"

Alice hesitated for a moment: "I just informed Cohen that they went somewhere else."

Ciri knew about the infiltration force composed of a mixture of Nilfgaardians and mercenaries.

Ciri's expression suddenly became serious: "Take me there!"

Alice quickly advised: "Ciri, these monsters can be controlled, but humans cannot. They will really hurt you!"

Ciri asked back: "In order to capture me, the irrational monsters avoided harming me. Would irrational humans do the same?"

"House, Levin, Cohen and the others have already rushed over. Milva is also there. They can control the situation..."

Ciri's brows relaxed for a moment, but then she lowered her head again: "No... not safe enough."

"Since so many monsters have been sent out, the human team must be well prepared. They know we have druids and warlocks, and they also know we have demon hunters, so they must have corresponding restraints, or at least defensive measures..."

Ciri began to think quickly: "But they don't know the existence of Regis, Alice, Troll, and Nanomi..."

"But you can play a greater role in the battle against monsters. If we rashly transfer you away, we will lose sight of the big picture..."

After a few thoughts, Ciri made a quick decision: "Even if the monsters won't hurt me, I can't kill them as fast as you. So you guys continue to deal with the monsters in the town - there aren't many of them anymore."

"And I will go find the Nilfgaardian troops, draw their attention, and delay time."

"After you have dealt with the monster, come and help me as soon as possible."

Regis bowed slightly to show his approval.

Alice was still anxious: "Ciri, Lann asked us to protect you..."

"Alice!" Ciri suddenly raised her voice.

She was still just a young girl, and her height barely reached Alice's collarbone, but at that moment, Ciri had an aura that made Alice stop talking.

The soul in the painting suddenly remembered the history of Cintra that he had learned before: when the "Lioness" Calanthe won her first victory in her life, she seemed to be about the same age as Ciri in front of him.

A kind of magic tempted and forced her to listen carefully to Ciri's words.

“Alice.” Ciri softened her voice as she looked at the soul in the painting before her.

Without any extra words, she just whispered, "Take me there."

…

Milva stood still, as steady as a female warrior.

Arrows continued to be shot, and finally all the archers hid in the bunkers and dared not show their heads.

She suppressed all the enemy archers by herself!

The remaining mercenaries were so frightened that they retreated to the back of the buildings or crawled on the ground. How could they dare to come out and become Milva's targets?

However, there was one exception.

He was an experienced archer who could estimate the arrow's trajectory even in the dark. Milva had previously treated him as an ordinary mercenary and did not take him seriously, and he actually let him dodge an arrow.

At this moment, she saw the other party preparing to move towards her.

Milva assessed him on the spot. He was a short, thin, dark-skinned man with a polished armor on his left forearm and an archery glove on his right.

Milva saw how the dark man raised an exquisitely shaped composite bow with a curved and carved handle.

She saw how he pulled the bow smoothly, how the fully drawn bow drew lines on his dark face, and how the red arrow feathers touched his cheek.

She saw that he was aiming correctly - that was herself.

This is a master.

Therefore, we need to kill him as soon as possible, otherwise the Nilfgaardians will be able to treat the people of Cintra the same way we treat them now.

Then Milva also raised her bow and drew it smoothly. The bowstring touched her face and the arrow feathers touched the corner of her mouth.

“Galala——”

The teeth-grinding sound of bowstrings being pulled rang out in the darkness, as two top archers simultaneously aimed at their targets without any cover.

“Swoosh—”

“Swoosh—”

The two men released their bowstrings at the same time, and then fell backwards at the same time following the inertia of releasing the bowstrings, trying to avoid the arrows shot at them by their opponents.

The dark-skinned archer's body suddenly paused as Milva's arrow pierced heavily into his left armpit. More than half of the arrow shaft was buried in his body, shattering several ribs and puncturing his heart and lungs.

This was beyond his expectations. In his estimation, a female archer of that size should not be able to shoot arrows so fast. That meant that Milva would need a bow with an astonishing poundage and a pair of arms with even more astonishing strength.

His underestimation of the strength of the "lion group" members caused him to die on the spot.

At this time, his arrow was still at least one-third of the distance away from Milva.

Milva also fell backwards, curled up in mid-air.

Milva anticipated that the other party might predict her behavior, but she was confident in the cloak and armor she was wearing. They were equipment carefully made for her by the Duke of Lannister. There were even inscriptions carved on them by Advisor Mossak. It was said to be some magic technology from the country of Ophir that could deflect arrows.

Although it was a simplified version, not as advanced as the Duke's armor, as long as she avoided the vital parts, she had enough confidence to withstand the arrow and then return to the battle.

The gap between her and these mercenaries is not just strength and technology, but also the support of Lord Lannister!

But the arrow flew out from her side and no one knew where it went.

Milva was slightly stunned. Could it be that the guy who had just created an atmosphere of a peak confrontation with her was actually a fake?

Soon she discovered something was wrong. The arrow's deflection angle was too exaggerated, as if someone had forcibly bent its trajectory while it was flying.

Milva looked back as if she had sensed something, only to see an exceptionally sturdy black horse snorting at her disdainfully in a very human way.

On the back of the horse sat a girl with silver-gray hair, wearing silver, gray and white armor, grinning at him.

There was chaotic energy in Ciri's hands that was invisible to ordinary people and was slowly dissipating.

"Your Highness?!" Milva exclaimed.

At the same time, deafening shouts of killing were heard behind Milva.

She bought precious time with the barrage of arrows. House and Levin, who were reminded by Alice, had already arrived with their men and were fighting with the invaders.