Lan was extremely surprised. This was not just good news!

Others may not know, but Lane knows what Thomas Moreau's laboratory means.

There is the secret of the Demon Hunter's secondary mutation! Not to mention that the Warlock's laboratory itself is a treasure trove, which may contain the source of magic that Lann desires, or other precious materials, drawings, magic equipment and the like.

Seeing Lann's obviously excited expression, Mossak couldn't help but laugh, "There is also a second piece of good news."

"I've also heard from the company I helped you contact before that wanted to buy magic items. A warlock friend of mine has a few items that she wants to sell. I've already told her that she'll be coming to Cintra in a few days."

"She?" Lane noticed the care in Mossak's choice of words.

Mossak nodded. "She is the royal advisor to King Foltest of Temeria. We druids rarely make friends with warlocks, but she is a nice person. I think you two will like each other."

Lan nodded and began to search in his mind for the female sorcerers who had a good relationship with Mossak in the original book.

Mossak looked at Lann's thoughtful expression and might have misunderstood something. He patted his shoulder to attract his attention and said seriously, "Lann, I know you want to explore Thomas Moreau's laboratory, but I want to tell you: the remains of any warlock are extremely dangerous.

I am tied up in the recent war and cannot follow you. I will not open the portal to Toussaint for you until I feel you are fully prepared."

Without Mossak telling him, Lann also knew the danger of Thomas Moreau's laboratory. In addition to the large number of water ghosts and drowned ghosts surrounding the ruins, there should also be guards such as golem guards, gargoyles and other monsters in the laboratory.

Traditional traps are also indispensable.

Going there rashly like this would be courting death.

While Lan was thinking, the two had arrived at their destination.

"Go in," said Mossak. "The Queen and the King are waiting for you."

Two guards opened the door, Lann straightened his clothes and strode in.

Calanthe and her husband were sitting in the living room chatting.

Seeing Lann come in, a servant brought him a chair and a wine glass without any instructions from the two.

"Aunt, uncle."

Lann saluted the two people in front of him.

He was very familiar with Queen Calanthe, but he was not very familiar with Calanthe's husband, his nominal uncle.

It's not that His Majesty the King has anything against Lan. On the contrary, as an outsider, the King has a generous yet delicate temperament and treats the younger generations as his own children.

In his childhood, Lann—or his original self—spent a lot of time with the king. It was just that during the year when Lann traveled here, the king often traveled to and from the Skerrit Islands, so they met less frequently.

"Long time no see, uncle."

"Hahaha." King Ister Tursek laughed loudly. "It's only been a short time. I didn't expect that I could hear your poems being sung at the dock, little lion."

Lann smiled a shy and reserved smile befitting a junior, and looked up at the dark-faced, hook-nosed man beside Calanthe.

Ester Tuersek, he is more like a sailor than a king. Ester's life is quite legendary. He was originally the king of Skellige. But when he found that his brother Bran Tuersek had far more talent than himself, he handed over the throne to Bran.

Here we have to sigh about the special political ecological environment of Skellige. Skellige, usually refers to the Skellige Islands, located to the west of the mainland, consists of six large islands and a dozen scattered small islands. The Kingdom of Skellige rules all the islands, and its residents mainly make a living by fishing, hunting, trade and armed plundering at sea.

This kind of life has given the Skellit people a blood that advocates romance and freedom. A Skelliger fisherman and a family lord have almost the same rights, and the class conflicts between the upper and lower classes are relatively mild.

The throne of the Skerry Islands is not traditionally hereditary, and the king is elected by the lords of the seven largest families on the six major islands at a traditional election meeting. The king usually comes from the most powerful family or is related to the family.

When the romantic sailor Ester Tursek, whose blood flowed with the sea, abdicated his throne to his brother Bran, he turned to wandering between the sea and the continent again, trying to add his own name to those widely circulated poems.

Until he met Queen Calanthe in Cintra.

At that time, Queen Calanthe, who had been widowed for many years, was preparing a marriage selection banquet for her only daughter, Princess Pavetta. However, at the banquet, the princess awakened her ancient blood for various reasons, and her magic power exploded, almost injuring Calanthe.

Here I would like to emphasize that although East is a sailor who has been exposed to the wind and sun and has a dark skin, he is still handsome, well-read, graceful, and especially good at being a hero and saving beautiful women.

Thus, the story of the legendary sea knight Ester Tursek ended, and King Ester Tursek of Cintra ascended the throne.

He became king a second time, but not for power and authority. He was written into poetry of another kind, not as a hero, but as love.

Because of this, Skerry, which had a very tense relationship with most countries on the continent, and Cintra, started a long-term close alliance. Ciri often went to Skerry for vacation during her childhood. After the destruction of Cintra, Skerry often launched revenge attacks against the southern coastal areas of Nilfgaard.

"Welcome back, Lan, it's all thanks to you this time." Calanthe drank the wine in one gulp, and the servants behind him hurried up to refill it.

Her Majesty was really frightened this time. After her daughter died, Ciri was her only relative. When she heard Mossak's report that Ciri was almost transformed into a dryad, she almost put on armor and went to check the troops herself.

Even though she was already at war on two fronts with Nilfgaard and Viden, she did not hesitate.

"This could have been avoided, Aunt. You know what I'm talking about."

"Bang!" Calanthe slammed the table hard.

But looking at Lan's stubborn green eyes, which were exactly the same as his father's, the anger in her heart could not help but dissipate.

King Easter tried to smooth things over, "Tell me what happened. Although Mossak has already reported it, we think it would be more complete if you, Lan, told it."

Lan nodded and told Calanthe about his experiences in Brokilon during this period of time, from annihilating the Verden soldiers outside the forest, to traveling in the Oak Land, to killing the griffin with Geralt, and finally negotiating a peace agreement with the dryad.

Calanthe frowned, "Mossak told me about the witcher. Why did you bring him back? You need to keep him away from the palace!"

Lann replied, "It just so happens that he also wants to stay away from the palace. Now he can rest assured."

Calanthe raised her eyebrows.

East came over to smooth things over again: "Lan En, in addition to asking you to come here today to understand these situations, your aunt and I also want to talk to you about the issue of rewards. What do you want?"