For Lann, contracting a high-level vampire is far more convenient than contracting with other creatures.
Because Lane could beat them without any scruples until they "completely" lost their will to resist.
After all, the brain and the body were all broken into pieces, and it didn't look like the person was conscious at all.
Dettlaff and Oriana were just shocked by the way Lann smashed the three vampires so effortlessly. The next second, they saw Lann light up the emerald light on the three vampires, instantly restoring them to their original state.
Their breathing became heavy. What was the Ancient One going to do? Was he going to restore these three guys and then smash them again?
Lann didn't know what was going on in Dettlaff and Oriana's mind, he just nodded as he looked at the panel. Each vampire only spent a little over a hundred experience points, which was neither too much nor too little, and was considered quite economical for a forced contract.
Given the personalities of these three people, Lann really wouldn't dare to command them unless he brought them under his command in the form of a contract.
Even if their thoughts are imprinted by the contract, their nature is still hard to change, and Lann will only assign dirty work to them in the future.
There is also a gap between high-level vampires.
…
On the other side, Philippa and the other two woke up from the ground in panic.
They frantically searched his body and were stunned for a moment when they found that he was unharmed. Then they moved away from Lann faster than when they had just attacked him and shrank into the corner of the room.
His eyes began to become clear.
In the eyes of Dettlaff and Ophianna, these were just two of their own kind who were defeated by Lann.
Lann sat back on the sofa leisurely, as if nothing had happened.
He poured himself a glass of East of East wine. "Where were we talking about just now, the three lords of Nilfgaard?"
Philippa's eyes kept switching between scarlet and black, as if a big hand was grasping his brain.
After three breaths, he lowered his head and said, "Let us join your army."
"No, you made conditions, remember?"
Lann said coldly: "Say it."
Philippa's breathing became rapid and her teeth chattered.
After a long while, he stammered and tried to ask, "We ask... to obtain the power of the ancient blood?"
Lann nodded with a smile: "And I have given it to you now, do you feel it?"
"Yes." The three vampires were as if they had been pardoned, and they completely possessed Lann. "Your generosity makes us ashamed. I wonder what you want us to do now?"
The three unruly Nilfgaardian vampires all wilted, and witnessing all of this, Dettlaff and Orianna naturally had no intention of considering it any further.
Since then, five high-level vampires have joined Lann's army.
But Lane had no intention of taking them all back.
"Oliana and Dettlaff should continue to stay in Toussaint. This is the principality in the south closest to the North. If we want to counterattack, this will be the first stop." Lann ordered, "You must manage your forces well here and be ready to cooperate with my actions at any time."
The two vampires bowed their heads in response.
Then Lann looked at Philippa and the other two and said, "As for you, I have planted an insider in Nilfgaard. You will join their camp and obey their command."
"……Understood."
"Also, give this letter to Fringilla Vigo." Lan took out an envelope with his left hand, "Tell her that it's time to start."
…
Formerly the Brokilon Forest, now the independent kingdom of Brokilon.
This can be said to be the most special kingdom on the continent, not only because of the peculiar race of its citizens, but also because of its unique "system".
Although it is a kingdom, it has almost no diplomatic relations with its neighbors, and there is no construction within its territory. The only role of the "independent kingdom" is to provide citizenship to the dryads in politics and give Queen Esna voting rights in the Northern Alliance.
Just like the "Province of Brokilon" that outsiders joked about, this so-called independent kingdom is basically a vassal of Cintra.
Ever since Lann confirmed the existence of his three children here and the dryads had completely surrendered, Cintra's lumberjacks, miners, scholars, and herbalists have entered the forest in large numbers to mine the treasure that the four surrounding countries have coveted for hundreds of years.
The resources here are indeed worthy of the long-standing covetousness of the surrounding kings. Three years have passed, and the people of Cintra have not yet explored all the resources outside the forest.
However, the forest did not completely belong to Cintra. There was still a defense line drawn deep in the forest that prevented humans from entering.
It was not the dryad who drew the line, but Lan.
A bright emerald light lit up in the oak land, and the tree spirits standing guard nearby immediately gathered around the dazzling light that was like the sun. As soon as Lann showed up, they bowed to him and saluted.
"Your Majesty Lan." They used the honorific title of the human kingdom.
"Where's Esna?"
"I am communicating with the three princesses in the territory you have allocated for the unicorns."
Lann nodded slightly: "Take me there."
The honey-haired dryad in front of him called out, and other guides immediately arrived.
Lan waved his hand to summon Black Wind, stroked its mane and then jumped on the horse.
The branches in the forest kept retreating from sight, and with Heifeng's leaping ability, his flexibility in the forest was no less than that of a feline predator.
But suddenly, the warhorse's body shook violently, and it began to stiffen in a state of preparation for battle.
A melodious roaring sound came from deep in the jungle.
"It's okay, Black Wind." Lann patted the warhorse's neck, "These are new friends, you will like them."
Heifeng snorted and said nothing.
Their movements had long been known, and the trees before them suddenly moved away as if they had their own consciousness, revealing the scene inside.
This is a tributary from the Spring of Brokilon. Compared with the spring treasured by the queens, it only has a slight fluctuation of magic.
Even if Lann absorbed all the spring water here, he wouldn't be able to extract a single skill point.
But the unicorns particularly like this place, they gather in groups of three or five to drink by the water, and no matter what color their fur is, it looks bright like fluorescence under the reflection of the sun and the spring water. From time to time, a unicorn lowers its head, and the long horn on its forehead will create a circulation in the spring water.
With a "splash", a girl about seven years old suddenly emerged from the water, causing the unicorn that was casting a spell to neigh.
But then the unicorn calmed down again, looking helpless as if it had been pranked, and started playing with the girl.
Heifeng's gaze moved left and right, and he was stunned for a moment.
"Go and have fun." Lan En chuckled, patted the horse's buttocks, and watched the other party disappear in front of him like the wind.
The Elf Queen appeared from behind Lann: "The people of the tribe like the new friend you brought back very much, Your Majesty Lann."
Her twig-like fingers pointed at the spring in the distance. Two other girls, like the previous girl, broke out of the spring and joined in the play with the unicorn.
The spring water surrounded them as if it had consciousness, actively becoming their toy; even the sunlight filtering through the treetops adjusted its brightness to create an atmosphere.
"Children especially like unicorns, and playing with unicorns helps them grow stronger." Esna whispered, pointing to the spring, trees, and sunshine not far away, "The whole forest is nurturing them."
"That's why I left them here." Lann said expressionlessly, "Otherwise I would have taken them back to Cintra long ago."
Aisna smiled and said, "You always make the wisest choices. Did you come here specially to see the children today?"
"No, I'm here to find you." Lann shook his head and turned his eyes away, "and I'm here to find it at the same time."
In the misty light of the dense forest, the unicorn leader, whose shoulder height was as high as Lann's, appeared with the color of a full moon.
It lowered its head slightly, and Lann raised his hand and grasped the long horn in front of the unicorn's forehead.
This was Lane giving his permission.
The next second, a stream of consciousness like a clear spring flowed into his mind.
[Ancient Blood, you are here.] The unicorn leader's eyes were deep, [Is it now?]
"Yes, everything starts from now." Lann nodded, "I need you to pick out some people from your tribe to return to the Land of Armorwood, and then pick out another person from your tribe to go to our human Nilfgaard Empire. All steps must proceed as planned."
[When are you going to launch the general attack? ]
"Not now, take your time." Lann soothed, "My arrangements on the other side will take some time to produce sufficient effects, and you can't be too impatient in the Armorwood Land, otherwise the elves will be fooled."
The unicorn leader hesitated slightly, then nodded in affirmation.
[You humans understand this better, I will listen to you.]
[Then I will personally lead the tribesmen back to the Land of Armorwood. If we want to open the portal you want, we will need ten more tribesmen to come with me.]
"You arrange your own quota. I will mobilize my power to help you open the passage back."
The unicorn leader lowered his head and said, "If I can't come back, please keep your promise and take good care of the rest of my people."
Lann's expression became serious: "You have my promise, and I keep my promise."
The unicorn leader closed his eyes and then let out a long cry.
The herd of unicorns near the spring suddenly caused a commotion.
The unicorn leader's body began to vibrate, and he began to communicate with his own people through telepathy.
This obviously took some time, so Lan turned to look at the Dryad Queen.
…
"My affairs with it are over for now. Now it's mine and yours."
Aisna smiled knowingly and turned to give Lan directions.
They left the gathering place designated for unicorns and returned to the center of the forest.
Come to the real Spring of Brokilon.
This was not Lan's first visit. When Mossak was injured, Lan came here to find him and obtained the [Sword of the Lady of the Lake].
The fairy in the lake has been staying here since Toussaint left. When she sensed Lann's arrival, the "goddess" that the knights all over the continent dreamed of slowly rose from the lake and bowed slightly to Lann.
She was still dressed in a more "natural style" than the tree spirit. Her wet hair, the water droplets on her skin, and the winding curves shining in the sun made people dizzy.
Fortunately, Lann was well-informed and determined, and he remained calm when seeing this scenery that looked like an oil painting.
"You know why we are here." Lann went straight to the point without any preparation.
"Of course. Your will can always be satisfied, Ancient Blood."
The fairy in the lake opened her arms, and the light in the forest was suddenly absorbed by her. Every drop of water on her body burst out with light like the sun, instantly making her look as holy and flawless as an angel.
The spring water slowly rose under her feet and condensed above everyone's heads, forming a floating water curtain like a mirror.
After losing its water source, the original Brokilon Spring began to dry up, revealing something underneath—
——That is another spring.
That was the spring of springs, the true essence of Brokilon. The moment it appeared, the light spots on the nymphs in the lake tended to be attracted by it.
Since the tree elves completely surrendered to Lann, the resources of Brokilon Forest have also been completely allocated by Lann, including the Brokilon Spring Water.
Lann has contacted warlocks, druids, and doctors, and has been developing new treatments using the Fountain of Brokilon in combination with the tree spirits' unique healing spells.
In addition, the most important function of this spring water for Lann is naturally to absorb skill points.
There was a fairy in the lake who could control the flow of water, so Lann asked her to collect the tributaries scattered throughout the forest over the years and extract the essence from them. After ensuring the sustainable use of the spring water in the future and retaining a quota for the treatment of the wounded in the war, the remaining spring water was transformed into the most concentrated carrier of magic power.
At this moment, under the control of the fairy in the lake, the spring in the spring turned into a crystal ribbon and floated towards Lan En. Lan En stretched out his fingertips and touched it slightly, and a trace of warm and coolness suddenly surged into his heart.
The system also emits a continuous prompt sound like a strobe.
[Discover the source of magic]
[Discover the source of magic]
[Discover the source of magic]
[Discover the source of magic]
【……】
Lann took a deep breath and completely let go of his control over himself.
The system flashed even more frantically, but this time the prompts became an almost endless [Skill Point +1]
Lann let out a breath.
With these skill points, the Demon Hunter Cult will not miss out no matter how many apprentices they train.
Your own plan can also be fully implemented.
…
On May 10, 1269, King Lann Lannister Rhaanron of Cintra announced to the entire North as the "Grand Master of the Demon Hunter Order" that the first batch of apprentices of the Demon Hunter Order had completed their training, and all kingdoms and cities that had established Demon Hunter Stations in the early stage could receive "Demon Hunter Support" and be garrisoned by Demon Hunters. At the same time, other individuals were also welcome to send various commissions to the Demon Hunter Order headquarters in Cintra.
On May 13, 1269, all dwarves in Nilfgaard rioted, and all dwarves began to sell off their properties and shares at low prices, disrupting the market. When Nilfgaard officials intervened, they found that dwarves in all industries in the country had already evacuated Nilfgaard in an organized manner.
On May 15, 1269, Nilfgaard attempted to control the market in its territory, but failed. They found that it seemed to be a conspiracy.
On June 1, 1269, an economic crisis broke out in the Nilfgaard market, and even the troops fighting on the front lines began to be affected.
On June 3, 1269, Lann Lannister Rhaellen, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Alliance, appeared at the front line and announced the end of the five-month strategic stalemate. He personally commanded the Northern Alliance to launch a general offensive against the South.
On June 10, 1269, Nilfgaard was defeated and the Northern Alliance launched a counterattack on Toussaint.