They passed through a meadow dotted with sparse trees, through several winding valleys filled with mist, and across wide woodland meadows and dilapidated and withered forests.

Dengka constantly used his familiarity with the forest to find Ciri's traces and point the way for Lann.

The petite dryad huddled in Lann's arms, her almost naked upper body pressed against Lann's chest. Fortunately, Lann was wearing full body plate armor, so he couldn't feel anything.

Anyone who was not so upright would have become distracted by now.

Suddenly, a skylark flew towards this side.

"Stop!" Dunka said to Lan immediately after seeing Skylark.

The skylark landed on Dengka's wrist and chirped. Dengka kept nodding, as if communicating with the other party.

After a long while, Dengka turned to Lan and said, "I found your princess."

…

The clever Ciri found that she was not clever enough, because she did not run away in the end.

The dryad's control over the forest was truly extraordinary. When Brianne woke up the next morning and found Ciri missing, she immediately began to chase her, and her tracking method was something Ciri had never heard of.

The whole forest is helping her! God knows that creatures like tree spirits can communicate with animals. This is not mentioned in the book!

After all, humans' understanding of tree spirits is still extremely limited.

Brian not only chased after her by himself, but also constantly summoned his fellow tree spirits to surround Ciri from all directions.

The Dryad kept chasing her, and Ciri kept running. She chased her and she ran, she chased her and she ran. As a result, Ciri chose the wrong direction and once approached the center of Brokilon.

This is also the reason why more and more tree spirits are surrounding her.

Ciri kept running, and the dryads kept blocking her way. She kept blocking her way as she ran, and she kept blocking her way as she ran, and in the end, she was really blocked.

What Ciri didn't know was that they were very close to the capital city of Duncanar, which was called by the tree spirits. She almost circled Brokilon, wasting a lot of time, but she didn't escape in the end.

The tree spirit Dunka obtained this information from the skylark and told Lan what Ciri had experienced during this period.

Lann didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He seemed to realize where the problem was. He didn't expect that the cause of all the twists and turns was the self-help knowledge he taught Ciri.

Fortunately, everything is back on track.

"So, we can just go directly to your capital now, right?"

So Lan and the other two turned their attention to Duan Canal.

It was not until the sun set that Lan finally arrived at the forest of giant trees under the guidance of Dengka.

Dengka dismounted at the entrance, knelt on the ground, bowed his head and prayed.

Lann couldn't help but feel awe at the scene in front of him. He had seen many modern buildings and various art scenes in the later generations, but this was the first time he had seen anything like this.

The trees—mostly oaks, yews, and white walnuts—were more than a dozen yards thick, and their height was hard to tell, with the powerful roots turning into trunks far above their heads.

This kind of tree is the kind that you can tell at a glance that it is a fantasy forest. It is very "natural" and even "magical".

Now they could move at a faster pace: there were wide open spaces between the huge trees, other vegetation could not survive in their shadows, and there was only a thick layer of rotten leaves on the ground.

Heifeng ran even more happily. It seemed to sense something and knew that it was very close to its goal.

They left the border of the giant tree forest, and Black Wind, who was full of energy, ran for another quarter of an hour and walked into the damp beech forest in the canyon again.

Dengka suddenly asked to stop. She took off her flower crown and turned to Lan and said, "Human, I have to blindfold you for the rest of the journey. I have to do this."

Lann took off his helmet and said, "I understand. I'll leave it to you to control the Black Wind from now on."

The two continued to move forward, and Lan could only feel the outside world through his ears. He heard the singing of birds of different tones, the sounds of squirrels playing, and then the sound of horse hooves stepping on the water, accompanied by the sound of fish splashing in the water.

Lann knew he had come to the real Brokilon. The end of the road.

"Take off the blindfold, human. We're here." The thick fog covered Heifeng's knees, and Lann finally heard Dengka's voice.

"This is Doon Canar, the Land of Oaks, the Heart of Brokilon."

Lann looked over and saw a sinkhole, completely covered by a vast green canopy of trees. Mist and steam rose from the soil, rocks and hot springs.

At first, the sinkhole was dead silent, with not a single shadow in sight. But soon, they heard a loud, melodious whistle. A slender, black-haired dryad came gracefully, stepping on the spiral-shaped polypore mushrooms on the tree trunk. Like the other dryads, the color of her clothes was also deceptive.

Of course, this deceptive effect may also come from their skin.

Dengka and the black-haired tree elves began to communicate in a low voice. This was the dialect of the tree elves. Not many of the tree elves could communicate normally with humans. Only guerrillas like Dengka would learn the common language.

Lan looked at Duan Canar. The capital of the tree elves was actually a huge oak tree that "grew" from the bottom of the sinkhole.

Above this huge oak tree, there are clusters of mistletoe hanging heavily on branches and trunks, some close to the ground, some far away, and some even on the top of the tree. These are the houses of the tree spirits, and these tree houses are living wood, "houses" that grow directly from the huge oak tree.

Lann saw several larger structures on the ground: small huts made of intertwined branches, with roofs covered with leaves. He could sense life inside those buildings, but he could not see any trace of the dryad.

Dengka said, "Go in, human. Your princess is inside, and you will meet Queen Ianna with her later."

Lan took a deep breath and said, "Goodbye, Ms. Dunka."

Following the direction of Dengka's finger, Lan walked into a wooden house. The walls and ceiling of the "house" filtered the sunlight, making the interior sparkle with a kaleidoscope of light.

He pushed open the door and seemed to hear a quarrel inside.

"You little rascal! You almost got me killed! Ha! You're lucky I can't get up now, or I'd give you a good spanking! My barony is ruined because of you. Even if I get out of the forest alive, my only destination will be the gallows."

"You little scoundrel! King Evel is going crazy... Each piece of news is more terrible than the last. He says your grandmother sent an army to attack him. But who would believe that you escaped on your own? Everyone knows what Evel is like. Everyone thinks that he... did something stupid when he was drunk and ordered you to be thrown into the pond and drowned!

We were on the verge of a war with Nilfgaard, and now our contract and alliance with your grandmother are ruined! Do you realize how bad you've done?"