With the appearance of these three women, the candlelight on the top of the mountain became brighter; at the same time, pious and fearful prayers came from the bottom of the mountain. Listening carefully, one could hear the accent of Temeria, and the content seemed to be praying for food and protection.

Faintly, there were also the cries of young children who were fearful and struggling.

Along with the prayers and cries, the almost negligible cloth and leaves used to cover the three women flew away; and the Wild Hunt commander holding the giant hammer and shield also began to take off his armor, and the four figures gradually twisted together...

Um?

Lan's eyes narrowed. Seeing this, some of his deep memories were awakened, and he could guess where the scene in this dream took place.

But this presentation is somewhat off-putting...

Before Lan's eyes could turn critical, he suddenly felt his consciousness lighten again, as if a veil was covering his vision.

Everything in front of him turned white, and when it became clear again, the mountaintop was still there, but the Wild Hunt, the woman, and the prayers had all disappeared.

A completely new scene appeared before my eyes.

Lan's eyes grew serious, for he saw himself in this new scene.

He was wearing a crown, and beside him was Ciri with milky white hair. They held hands, closed their eyes, and tried hard to sense something together, and then a bright emerald light shone from their bodies.

But what really made Lan's eyes change was not him and Ciri.

Next to the two of them was a silver iris and a three-branched oak sapling.

When Lann and Ciri activated their abilities, their bodies also lit up with the light that could only be seen when the ancient blood was activated!

The light from the two people, the flower, and the tree merged into one, and finally shot straight into the sky, tearing open a wide transmission channel in mid-air, and began to cover everything in sight from top to bottom.

…

"Hiss!" Lann gasped and jumped up suddenly from the bed as if he had a nightmare.

With a "snap", the wooden needles that Kelin was knitting suddenly broke, and the flying wood scratched her hands. Her entire spirit became visibly weak, and cold sweat could not stop pouring down.

"Duke Lannister?" Corinne didn't care about herself. She looked at Lann, who was breathing heavily, and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Lan calmed himself down and quickly regained his consciousness and reason.

"I'm fine. I successfully obtained the information I wanted in my dream." Lann said gently, "Thank you very much for your help."

Kelin breathed a sigh of relief and pressed her hand against her chest, which was rising and falling due to nervousness. "Please don't say that. It's my honor to be able to serve you."

Lann waved his hand: "Please let me be quiet for a while, I need to calm down."

He was still recalling the information in his dream.

This dream consists of two parts.

The first half was obvious. It provided him with the "space node that could connect to the Land of Armored Wood" he needed. Although it was not the Swift Tower that Ciri had accidentally discovered in history, it was not too unexpected.

The mountaintop-like place was easy to find; it was in the Velen region of Temeria. If I remembered correctly, that place was currently occupied by the three women who had just appeared in the dream and were entangled with the Wild Hunt.

They are the three sisters of the remnant known as the Lady of the Forest. They are a group of monsters who disguise themselves as wild gods and use faith to satisfy their own appetites. I had previously recommended King Foltestai to attack them, but I don't know how it went.

If it hasn't succeeded yet, I can go and help Foltestai now.

The first half of the dream is easy to interpret, but the second half is interesting: from the dream, it seems that I asked Ciri for help to open the portal.

This is understandable if you think about it carefully. After all, if you want to conquer the Ain El elves, you must bring the army with you; and you obviously cannot sustain the large transmission consumption, so you need other ancient bloods to use the power of time and space travel to help.

But the problem is that it’s not just me and Ciri who can wield the power of the ancient blood!

What's with the silver iris and the three-branched oak sapling?

…

Lan took a deep breath and calmed himself down again.

Some things cannot be denied by simply avoiding them. Once they are discovered, they must be faced squarely.

First of all, dreams have "intentions". The irises and oak trees definitely refer to people in reality, but I may have never seen them, so I can't give a specific image in the dream like Ciri does, so I can only refer to them in this obscure way.

At this stage, the only ancient bloods in existence are himself and Ciri, and the newly added ancient bloods can only be the continuation of the bloodlines of these two people.

Ciri is not possible for the time being, so it can only be myself.

The silver iris is easy to guess, as it is the national emblem of Temeria. It is probably the child of himself and Adda, the heir of the Ancient Blood.

As for the oak tree, is it also my child? Have I left any seeds of it somewhere?

Wait, it seems to be true!

An image appeared in Lan's mind and his pupils trembled.

…

"Lord Lannister?"

The dreamer Corin looked at Lann's rapidly changing expression and couldn't help but ask out loud with concern, worried that the lion of Cintra would really have problems under her spell.

Lann let out a long sigh and sorted out his future arrangements.

"I'm fine." Lann shook his head. "I wonder if Ms. Corin has met a cat-faction demon hunter named Kaiyan before? He is my spokesperson in Novigrad and he should have invited you to Cintra."

"Oh!" Colleen screamed, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know... I thought he was a liar..."

Lann shook his head. Although they had become a [Follower], it did not mean that Kaiyan had become his robot. In the implementation of specific affairs, the style of the cat-faction witcher was not suitable for this kind of task.

"I can understand that Kaiyan might be more... informal in his work." Lann chuckled, "So I want to extend another invitation to you. I wonder if Ms. Corinne is willing to settle in Cintra?"

Needless to say, the result is obvious.

The dreamer was not a free demon hunter, and her assets needed some time to be sorted out. Lann gave her his token, so that Corinne could use the Novigrad teleportation array to reach Cintra at any time after she was ready and get a proper settlement.

But he himself couldn't suppress his restless heart, and directly used [Teleport] to return home.

Target - Brokilon City!

…

A bright emerald light lit up in the mayor's office, and Levin, who was dealing with documents with his secretary, was stunned.

He was already very familiar with this kind of light, so he bowed and prepared himself immediately. He watched the light gradually fade away, revealing the heroic face inside, and greeted him from the bottom of his heart.

"Your Excellency the Duke!"

While being respectful, Levin felt somewhat uneasy. Why did the Duke come to Brochilon without any notice? Did something go wrong recently that he was not aware of?

Lann waved his hand: "I asked you to keep an eye on the intelligence of the tree spirits before, didn't I? Have you collected any information recently?"

Levin's uneasy heart was immediately comforted: "Yes!"

He answered decisively, then walked quickly to a huge filing cabinet. He opened it, and a pile of paper documents taller than a person appeared in front of Lan.

"My lord, these are all!"

From this we can see that Levin really takes his orders very seriously, no matter how big or small, and never slacks off.

Lann rubbed his brows as he looked at the pile of documents. "Among these documents, is there any information about... uh, the new generation of tree elves, or about the two sisters, Esna and Ellie?"

Lane was just asking tentatively, but he didn't expect Levin to immediately show a serious expression, and began to search in his brain as if he had memorized all the documents.

Ten breaths later, he answered again with absolute certainty: "Yes!"

Lan's eyes narrowed.

…

Deep in Brokilon Forest, in the Oak Land, in Dune Carnal.

The clear spring water ripples with golden light under the sunlight and emits misty vapor.

There was a slender dryad doctor standing next to the spring cave, practicing magic by using her magical power to make the spring water wrap around her fingertips.

Lann stood with his arms folded on a sturdy oak tree that supported five wooden houses. His figure was hidden behind the leaves, looking at the Brochi Dragon Fountain in front of him.

He paid no attention to the tree elves in natural clothes, but looked at the three children in the middle of the spring.

Such a young child should not be immersed in the spring water without any protection even if under supervision.

However, these three children are different.

The magical Spring of Brokilon seemed to have its own consciousness, extending an illusory water elemental hand to hold up the three children, like a cradle that rose and fell with their sleeping breaths.

Against the backdrop of the sparkling sunlight, this scene actually has a kind of poetic beauty.

Lann took a deep breath and said, "I found the oak tree with three branches!"

The moment he saw them, he knew that the three children were his. Just like himself and Ciri, there was a unique sensory bond between the ancient blood.

Then, the tenderness in his eyes faded away bit by bit, and turned into anger. It was not towards the children, but towards the tree spirit.

There was a loud "boom", like a thunderclap out of nowhere.

Lann no longer concealed his presence, and began to release his aura unscrupulously. The chaotic energy in the forest seemed to collapse and continuously gathered towards his body, even forming a small cyclone; although he did not perform any skills, his eyes began to emit bright emerald light beams.

The tree spirits were thrown into chaos in an instant.

The tall oak treetops began to sway as if in a strong wind, and then a column of water immediately rose from the Spring of Brokilon, spinning in the air to form a green-skinned woman.

The Fairy of the Lake hugged the three children tightly in her arms and screamed loudly.

"Swish, swish, swish." Several dryad guards immediately gathered here from all directions like the wind, holding bows and arrows. The silver-haired and silver-eyed dryad queen and her sister Ellie stood in front of the fairy in the lake and the three children as if they were facing a great enemy, holding bows and arrows, with stern faces, ready for battle.

But soon, their expressions became stiff.

A bright emerald light flashed, and Lann, whose expression was even colder and even indifferent than theirs, appeared in front of them.

The Dryad Queen was surprised and said, "The son of the ancient bloodline..."

"You stole my bloodline." Lann interrupted them coldly.

"I don't want to hear your explanations. I don't even need to guess what you're thinking."

"What you need to know is that in the human kingdom, your actions are enough to cause a war between the two countries to the death." Lann took a deep breath, "But from my own value point of view, our alliance has ended. You may be able to save your life, but you must pay a heavy enough price!"

"I will take my children away. They are my blood and I will not allow them to wander around. As for you..."

Lann said this coldly, not giving the dryads any chance to choose.

But he didn't notice that the eyes of the Dryad Queen and her sisters, who had originally been facing a formidable enemy, gradually changed when they looked at Lan.

They looked at Lann's body covered in emerald light, the cyclone that continuously absorbed the magic power of the entire Oak Land, and the terrifying aura that emanated from that body at all times.

His eyes gradually became fanatical.

"Ancient Blood!"

They suddenly interrupted Lan's words and knelt down with their five limbs on the ground at a speed that shocked Lan. Following them, all the tree spirits also bowed in the most humble posture.

Even the fairy in the lake gently put down the child and bowed to Lan from a distance to express her respect.

"You succeeded... No, you succeeded. You awakened the power in your body and gained unrivaled authority." The Dryad Queen shouted devoutly, "You will fulfill the ancient prophecy and become the only force that can fight against the white frost and save the world!"

"We are aware of your anger. We admit that we had our own intentions when you were weak. We were eager to allow the weakened Dryads to gain a more important position in your camp. Therefore, we stole your bloodline in dishonorable ways."

"However, the number of ancient blood has also increased! Raised by the entire Brokilon Forest, although they are still young, they have begun to awaken the power in their bodies. They will become your powerful arms to save the world and fight against the white frost with you in the future!"

The Dryad Queen did not raise her head. "I know how angry you are, and the Dryads must pay the price for their offense."

"The Dryad will become your personal vassal from now on, and all the assets of Brokilon Forest will become your personal wealth. The wood, the minerals, the water of Brokilon, and even us, will all belong to you."

The Dryad Queen lowered her body, while the Fairy in the Lake held her hands high up: "When these three children grow up, they will become our queens, or even goddesses!"