From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Then, as usual, a figure exuding a faint fragrance crashed into Lann's arms.

"Long time no see, Shirley...has grown taller again?"

Under the violent shaking, Lan only felt that the dizziness in his head became stronger.

But holding the princess in his arms, he suddenly had an unreal feeling that the little girl who had only reached his waist not long ago could now reach his chest.

Geralt, who was behind Lane, couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw the intimate scene between the two.

"Welcome back, master."

The old butler bowed slightly to Lan, and beckoned his grandson to hand over the basin and towel to the Duke of Sintra.

But Lan didn't have much mind to pay attention to these now. After all the soldiers passed through the portal, he immediately turned to Mossak, who had stopped casting spells.

"Uncle Mossak, before I came back, I just resolved the crisis of Queen Mivi and Demavi. They were raided by the Nilfgaardians, and Queen Miwei almost lost all of Livia's land... even Even Leiria was barely saved."

"Niflgaard is definitely not the only army that has taken action on this route. Has the group army in other directions taken action? What's the reaction from the northern border?"

The first time Lann landed, he was concerned about the war. After hearing Lann's question, Mossack's expression became a little more serious, but it was far from serious. Obviously, the situation was not a crisis.

He thought about the information Lan En brought back, and asked back: "Since you came back from there, Lan En, you should have solved the problems of Mi Wei and Demavi III, right?"

By now, the old Druid had also cultivated his confidence in Lann.

Lane also briefly communicated with Mossack about what he did in Livia, and Mossack was amazed.

Then the old druid and Lann shared their intelligence: "For the invasion of the Eastern Army Group, the Northern Territory did not respond very strongly. Only Henselt of Kaedwin and Demawi III have long-standing grievances, it seems I want to take this opportunity to invade the north of Aedirn."

"However, his intentions were soon discovered by Folterstadt and Wizmir. They warned Henselt together and dispelled that idiot's idea. Now that you, Lane, have helped Livia stabilize the front line, then There should be no more turmoil after that.”

The king of the northern border on the front line was being beaten, but Henselt, who was also a big country in the northern border, wanted to backstab at this time. It was this kind of king that lowered the matching mechanism of the entire northern border.

Fortunately, the previous Northern Conference allowed the kings of other major countries to reach a consensus on their wishes, otherwise Kaedwin might really give Nilfgaard an assist.

"As expected of him!" Lan En sighed sincerely.

Then Lann asked the question he was most concerned about: "Then how is the frontline situation on our side, have the Nilfgaardians made any moves?"

The old druid stroked his beard and nodded as expected: "It's the same on our side. The southerners launched a surprise attack on us about a week ago. The attack was so fierce that we almost thought they were going to launch a decisive battle. I Both Marshal Vesselkid and Marshal Wiesakid had to go into battle in person to repel the enemy's first wave of attack."

"But after that, our support came." Having said that, Druid showed a smile on his face, "East brought the Skelligers here."

Lann showed a look of surprise, and gradually became excited during the explanations of Mossac and Erns.

...

Theoretically, no matter how fast the Skellige ship is, it will not reach Sintra in such a short period of time, but this time Skellige is going to support the mainland with the whole country. Even the Druids of the Ring of Oak were invited by him a lot from the seven great families.

Druids who originally followed the natural way were not willing to participate in such a clear-cut war. But first of all, East promised a lot of benefits as a king, and Mossak also contributed a lot as a prestigious mentor-level druid, and what Lane did in Skellige—killing Druid Renegade Druids, Rescue Druid Apprentices—also won the favor of many Druids.

So the druids still sent a small team. They gathered a few spellcasters who were proficient in weather magic, and led by Feitov, the sky master, summoned the wind, allowing Skellige's fleet to sail down the wind, and the speed was unknown how many times faster than planned.

Not only did they arrive at Sintra ahead of schedule, but they even had time to send out a fleet to plunder Nilfgaard along the way, accidentally cutting off a few small grain routes. As a result, Nilfgaard's logistics no longer dare to operate in coastal areas, and even the inland waterways are kept as far away as possible.

"As expected of Skellige." Lane admired sincerely.

"In addition, Ms. Triss and Ms. Yennefer's magic also gave a lot of help on the front line. Mr. Lei Suo and other members of the Snake Sect also organized a guerrilla team, using their rich jungle experience and methods of alchemy and poison This time harassing the enemy's camp and logistics road." Ens added with a smile.

"Mr. Geralt's companions are also here, the master witcher from the pack of wolves. They act together with Master Letho."

The old butler chuckled softly and said, "Although Marshal Vesselkid will be very upset when he hears this, I have to say—the role played by the master demon hunters is not inferior to that on the frontal battlefield."

"As expected of them." Lan En once again praised happily.

Colgrim and Geralt couldn't help smiling, but Cohen shrugged helplessly at Lann.

"I told the front-line commanders about Lane's return today, and now they are all preparing to return." Mossak said, "We need a formal combat meeting to formulate future plans."

"It's time to take back Cintra."

"Of course." Lan narrowed his eyes after hearing the druid's words.

Seeing that Lann and the druid had finished communicating and were already working, Erns also took out a notebook from his pocket to sort out the things that needed to be told to Lann.

"The battle meeting is scheduled for tomorrow night. Everyone on the front line needs some time to come back, and some of them need the help of the portal of the Mossak consultant." The old butler said, and the druid nodded slightly. I said it before.

"Before then, young master, you can wash and maintain your armor, and then go to the town to inspect and announce your return to the public." Ens emphasized, "Except for the Skelligs and Geralt's friends, there are many other allies who need to meet with you."

Even though he had just returned from Mahakam, he couldn't relax for a moment. But in extraordinary times, Lan Enben is not the person who pays attention to these things.

He even wanted to save the time of washing up and go directly to work, but this kind of unseemly behavior was not allowed by Ens.

"What new allies are there? Could it be that the mercenaries from Kevier's side are here?" Lan asked curiously.

"No, the [Free Corps] people are still on their way." Ens nodded in affirmation of Lann's guess, but there was a small gap, "Master Druid of Skellige didn't stop after his fleet arrived, They continued to use the portal to go north to find Ke Weier's fleet, and then used weather magic to help the ship speed up."

"They will be able to reach Sintra in about two days, and they can just participate in our counterattack."

Lan En nodded in satisfaction, and then felt a little strange: "It seems that they are not in a hurry to see them. Who are the allies you are talking about?"

Erns smiled slightly: "It's the gentlemen from Oxburgh."

...

"Troll devil, how many times have I told you that these are alcohol used for disinfection, it's alcohol! It's a strategic material, not to satisfy your greed!"

A hoarse roar echoed through the camp.

The one who was scolded was a terrifying monster whose head was covered with hard rocks and would be classified into the category of [Ogre] academically.

But at this moment, the monster is bent over like a child who is at a loss, constantly hitting his head with his fists, his face full of grievances.

"Alcohol is better than wine." The troll, who was abducted by Lan from the Kaer Morhen Mountains, said sullenly, "Materials, troll, forgot..."

"Damn it, this isn't the first time I've told you this! When you drink, don't you pour alcohol into your mind, and then kill the memory like a germ!"

The one who jumped in front of the three-meter-tall troll was actually a halfling whose height only reached the troll's thigh.

He had a red beard and shaggy red hair, and was barefoot. He almost couldn't resist jumping up and punching the troll in front of him who didn't listen to any warnings.

"Teacher Miguel, calm down..." Everyone knew that Milo would not hurt the troll even if he lay down on the ground, but might injure himself. In order to avoid a real conflict, students who were close to him rushed forward to stop Milo.

This student has hair that is hotter than flames, but his temperament is as calm as water.

"Xia Ni, let me go! I must teach this guy a lesson today!"

Even though Milo is short in stature as a halfling, the strength brought by his strong body is far from what the young girl Xia Ni can match.

After Milo kicked the troll demon a few times to vent his anger under Shani's pull, his other students rushed forward and grabbed Milo with ease, and put the furious halfling and troll together. The devil separates.

Then more students stepped forward, and a dozen of them hurriedly pushed the stunned troll out of Milo's sight. The big man seemed to still not understand the situation, he didn't appreciate it, and didn't want to go out.

——When Lann arrived at the scene, he saw such a chaotic scene.

He was pleasantly surprised.

Milo van der Beek, a medical instructor nicknamed "Rust" in Niubao, and the future head of the field hospital in the Northern War, unexpectedly came to Sintra at this time!

The arrival of the Duke of Sintra immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the chaotic scene suddenly became orderly. All the medical students and the onlookers saluted Lane one after another.

The troll demon's eyes lit up even more, and he shouted "Lan, friend!" and walked forward rumblingly. The guards' eyelids jumped up, and they almost thought it was an assassination.

Then, as Lann waved his hand behind him to signal to the guards that it was "it's okay", the Cintra lion and the troll demon collided with each other with a "boom" and slapped each other's backs rumbling.

"Lan, you're getting stronger." The troll smiled even more happily, "Friend!"

After a brief exchange of feelings with the troll, Lan quickly turned around to look at Milo and Xia Ni, and a group of young people who looked like students behind them.

"Sorry, Mr. Milo. I will make it clear to the troll in the future not to drink alcohol. It listens to me very much." Lan smiled like a spring breeze, and all the female students lowered their heads when they saw it. "You can't imagine that I am here How happy to see you."

Having said that, Lan looked behind the halfling doctor, as if he wanted to find more scholars.

"The last time I saw you was an earl, now you are a duke... I don't know if I should congratulate you." Milo shook his head, and began to speak honorifics. He was not afraid of power at the Bull Castle College before, but now that he decides to come to the territory of Sintra, he has to do as the Romans do.

As for the "congratulations or not" he said, on the one hand, he was referring to Lan En's promotion, and on the other hand, he was referring to the fact that Sintra's current situation is not good.

"You don't need to look back. The formulas you gave me at the beginning really fascinated the scholars, and even the dean asked me if I could arrange an interview for you as a professor." Milo shook his head, "After knowing that you are the Earl of Sintra, there were indeed many old guys who wanted to come to Sintra to discuss academics, but the war made them shrink back... They are all knowledgeable old professors, and they can't stand the toss .”

Lan En nodded knowingly: "After peace comes, I will write to them and invite the scholars personally."

"Ha, then they will be very happy." Milo laughed. "There are a lot of physics students, and they are also very good at architecture. It will also be very helpful for you to rebuild the country."

Then the halfling pointed behind him: "At this time, I and some brave medical students are the only ones who are willing to come. This is a good practice environment, and the students can also get in touch with far more 'specimens' than usual .”

Milo laughed without hesitation as he spoke. What he said was very blunt, but Lane was delighted to hear it.

Even the "internship" students are still serious medical students of Niubao College, and they are much more reliable than unlicensed doctors in various countryside, small towns, and even big cities in this era.

With this group of students, the logistics support of the soldiers has not only been improved by a level!

"Thank you very much for your help, Milo." Lan nodded solemnly, "I will send my most trusted attendants and lead the most elite guards to provide protection for you, and you will get the best treatment in Sintra. "

After hearing Lan's promise, Milo returned a serious salute, and then laughed. Outside of Niubao, those academics rarely gained the real respect of the aristocrats and rulers, and Lane's courteous treatment made him very useful.

"Speaking of which, Duke Lannister." Milo suddenly became emotional, leaned closer to Lan, and said quietly, "Apart from the frontline rescuers who really wanted to come this time, there are many people who were killed by you. Attracted by his fame, the lion of Cintra..."

...

On the side, Ciri who followed Lann suddenly narrowed his eyes.

She scanned the group of medical students.

A group of male students with reverent eyes. Heli saw this kind of look a lot, probably because he listened to too many poems in the tavern. Even young people who are academics worship real knights.

A group of female students with longing eyes. Ciri had seen this look a lot too, and it was everywhere on Cintra. Ciri was also very relieved that there was no way anyone with such eyes would have anything to do with Lann.

But soon, Ciri locked onto the newly grown Xia Ni who was behind Milo. The female student's eyes are not only admiration, if there is no story, it is impossible to cultivate that kind of eyes.

and……

Ciri frowned slightly, why is it a redhead again?