Chapter 307 306. Talent and Abnormality
The three demon hunters discussed quickly. This was partly because of their straightforward personalities, and also because of the increasingly impatient looks in the eyes of the tree spirits next to them.
Lane felt that the errand that Vesemir received from King Wenslav was probably not too difficult to handle, which made the old gentleman act very relaxed at this ti.
After the three of them decided to walk together for a while, Vesemir once again communicated with the brick-red haired dryad lady in the ancient language.
The old man's Ancient Tongue is much more fluent than Geralt's half-baked proficiency.
After his garbled words, the brick-red haired dryad unconsciously plucked the bowstring, and nodded after a mont of silence.
"Brayne, take the witcher with you and go to Doon Canal to et Aisna."
Brain nodded, walked out of their ranks, and walked to Vesemir's side.
Picked up the two long swords buried inside from the dense grass and handed them to the old witcher.
Lan En suddenly understood. He also said that he felt a little out of place after seeing Vesemir. It turned out that he was the first to disarm in order to show sincerity and trust in the conversation.
Seemingly noticing the young man's eyes, Vesemir retied his sword belt while talking to Lan with a smile.
You young people have bad tempers and may not understand this approach, but you will understand in the future - it would be best if you can bleed less.
"When you walk into a noble's castle to take a job, you have to take off your sword. After all, you have to rely on the mission bounty issued by the nobles, and the employer has no incentive to take action against us until the problem is solved. In Blockley Ang is the sa."
"The dryads have no reason to hurt , and holding two swords doesn't change anything when they want to hurt . It just increases their hostility."
Brain ignored the conversation between the witchers. He just glanced at the three of them and walked deeper into the woods.
Lane and the others stepped up to follow, the young man said to Vesemir.
"It's different from what you think. I have a good temper. I also agree with your idea. It would be best if I can bleed less."
The old demon hunter laughed, raised his hand and patted Lan En's shoulder.
Geralt followed closely behind Miss Dryad. He curled his lips when he heard Lan En's words.
The movent abilities of the three demon hunters and the tree spirit in the forest are not comparable to those of ordinary people. Once they move, they can even maintain the speed of ordinary people walking on the plains in the prival forest.
But after advancing at this speed for almost two hours, Blaine was the first to propose a break.
Her **** were rising and falling under her striped coat, as she was trying to adjust her breathing.
The tree spirits have an affinity for trees, but the witcher's physical advantage makes her tired first.
The witchers had no objection to this, and the four of them slowed down their pace significantly to let their muscles rest.
When the speed slows down, several people will have ti to communicate.
As Brain approached Lan, he said to him: "We all thank you for letting the twisted soul of the adjacent forest rest in peace."
Then the honey-colored haired tree spirit naturally stayed away.
Geralt followed her, and Lan En was surprised that the white wolf didn't take the opportunity to tease him about the relationship between n and won.
What do you want to say?
White Wolf looked at the young man strangely and asked.
"The dryads have no love or lust, Lan En. Even if they have a face like yours and a body like yours, they only have the simplest desire for reproduction. But when they know that you are a demon hunter, they can't Once you sow the seeds of life, they will never have any desire for you again.
"We will spend a few nights in the open air in this big forest, and Blaine will curl up in your arms on cold nights. But this does not an that she has developed a desire for you. She only thinks of you as a blanket, Thats all.
Honestly, youd better just think of her as a blanket at that ti.
Lan En was surprised by the biological emotions of the dryads that were obviously different from humans, but Geralt's words still made him roll his eyes.
Do you think Im just a beast in heat, Geralt?
"Anyway, no serious witcher would go to a sorceress's academy." "Yeah, that's right, a serious witcher probably wouldn't have an emotional entanglent with a sorceress, right?"
Logically speaking, this sentence should hurt at least two people present, but unfortunately one of them did not feel hurt at all, so all the damage in the words was borne by one person.
"damn it!"
A low, slightly hoarse male voice murmured.
Geralt was sunk!
Vesemir naturally surpassed Geralt, whose pace was getting heavier.
He was like Geralt's father. He was already aware of the emotional frustration between his student and the sorceress, and he didn't bother to care about it at this ti.
On the contrary, it was the obviously extraordinary kid from the Bear School in front of him that made him find it very interesting.
"Are you looking for work in Arethusa?"
Vesemir walked briskly, although under the cover of armor, his belly was already a little round. But Lan En has no doubt that Geralt would be able to choke even if he competed with this guy.
Because this great master is likely to be the person he will study for so ti in the future, Lan En is not prepared to hide anything.
"Yes, I have a research project in Arethusa now. Hey, Vesemir, don't look at like that! I'm not a research subject, I'm a researcher! I'm serious about using knowledge and inspiration to conduct alchemical research!"
After Lan En's categorical clarification, the old demon hunter's frowning brows and sharp eyes cald down again.
Then, Lan En described his alchemy talent to the witcher's 'living fossil', and how he had received advice from Berengar and wanted to learn the witcher's full set of alchemical knowledge.
Brian walked in front and listened with great interest. She obviously didn't know what the concept of talent that Lan ntioned was and what its significance was in the outside world. She was just listening to the fun.
But the two traveling witchers are both very knowledgeable people.
The great master of the Wolf Faction opened and closed his mouth several tis, but still no words ca out.
And Geralt even ca out of the frustration of being hit by his mind.
You said you completed the improvent after your first exposure to the potion formula?
Geralt said while smacking his mouth.
Vesemir, on the other hand, is concerned with the other side.
The crystal cultivation project you participated in has been able to achieve the level of regeneration of severed limbs?
Lan En raised his eyebrows at the two seniors.
A living fossil-level witcher pays attention to the academic frontier, but one who is currently active does not have this keenness.
I have to say that the saying that people beco better with age is very applicable to Vesemir.
Just when Lan En thought that his talent was enough to attract Vesemir's recognition, he was allowed to enter Kaer Morhen.
The old demon hunter laughed and changed the topic.
Although on the surface he kept praising Lan En's alchemy talent, the young man felt inexplicably in his heart that he was getting further and further away from his goal of being recognized.
Illusion?
Lan En frowned, not knowing what went wrong.
Vesemir is obviously a generous old man who cares about his descendants.
He is the eldest among all the current demon hunters. Even as soon as he t Lan En, he habitually began to teach him to 'avoid bleeding as much as possible'.
But now, facing a young demon hunter who is extrely talented in alchemy and can even be said to have great potential, he hid his knowledge instead.
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