Chapter 310 309. Ciri
The roars of the monsters and the screams of the survivors stopped.
This forest that has existed since ancient tis has not been disturbed at all.
Death, hunting, counter-killing, and moaning. The sa drama has been perford in this forest for countless years, every day, every year, every mont.
Lan En shook off the flesh and blood fragnts on Arondette. He just used the air blade technique to cause the monster to bleed heavily, but this technique also prevented Lan En himself from getting much dirt.
It can be said that he took advantage of his wishes.
On the ground, Yogorn's body was gradually curling up in nervous twitches, and then stiffened. The fangs and mouthparts dripping with venom opened and closed, but the speed beca slower and slower.
The vitality of the arthropod makes it want to move its body and take a bite before death. But the body it can move now is only the one-third near the head.
Just now, Lan En's vertical lift was not able to complete a perfect vertical cut due to Yugorn's own twisting.
Judging from the fracture of the giant centipede's body, it is actually a straight oblique knife.
The fracture went diagonally upward across several sections of its body, and finally cut off several auxiliary limbs and chopped them out from the body.
The incision was not as sharp as expected, which made Lan En feel a little uncomfortable.
So he didn't even rush to strip Yugorn's body of materials and trophies. Instead, he turned around and walked up to the frightened little man.
He squatted down halfway so that the two people, who had a huge height difference, could look at each other at eye level.
Wow, its not a little earth spirit, a pix, or a halfling, but a human child?
Lan En looked at the little girl who should never have been here.
Having beautiful and lustrous mouse-grey hair and a pair of beautiful big green eyes, she looks about eight or nine years old.
He could sll that the sll of this girl was like warm feathers, a warm sll like a clean pillow.
This is extraordinary, little friend. How could you possibly penetrate into the depths of Broccolion at your age?
Hey! Co to your senses!
The little girl was undoubtedly frightened.
Lan En glanced at the other side of the high platform. The two demon hunters and the tree spirit had already found another route and were slowly climbing down.
Im not afraid, and I dont need to wake up.
Lan En turned around and ca back, just in ti to hear the girl refuting him in an extrely low tone.
Having just escaped from the monster's mouth, you can imdiately talk back.
You dont need to look at him to know that he is a bold and stubborn child.
In his mind, ntos made an analysis and report on the subject after scanning the girl with Lan En's vision.
"Sir, although her hair is ssy and curled with broken leaves and pine needles, it is clean and soft. Her hands look dirty, but there are no scars or signs of work. The boots on her feet are made of calfskin, and the thick cloak on her body Used velvet. This is not an ordinary little farm girl."
Lan En suddenly thought of the few Verdon soldiers who died on the way into Broklon Forest.
They were not ordinary soldiers and ard servants, and if Verden's advance on Broklon had begun, it would not have been just a few n.
And if they were asked to enter the forest for reconnaissance, King Aiweier would not be so confused as to think that a few soldiers could detect sothing from the dryad's territory, even if his pee was stained on his pants, right?
They ca for the child.
There is a high probability that this is the case.
Lan En felt that he might have saved soone who was not a simple person.
Whats your na, little girl?
The girl lowered her head and sniffed, but did not reply. Just glance up at Lan En, and then quickly lower your eyes.
The young demon hunter opened his mouth, feeling a little numb.
Its not like he has never lived with a little girl. He felt pretty good wandering around with Aaliya at the beginning.
But now he knows that not every little girl can be as bold and forthright as "Blood of the Wolf". Lan En felt helpless about this little girl who was still arrogant even after being frightened.
Fortunately, at this mont, the other three people finally ca down from the high earth platform and walked over.
Geralt didn't know why, but his steps were quick and fast.
"Lan En, are you okay? Little girl, where are you?"
Before he even got closer, he started asking questions quickly like a barrage of questions.
Lan En stood up from a half-crouched position, and took the little girl by the collar and lifted her to him, showing it to them like she was grabbing the back of a cat's neck.
Its okay, were both fine.
Geralt and Vesemir both seed relieved.
It was the little girl in Lan En's hand. She seed to have just realized that she had been lifted away.
Hang on Lan En's hand, he was stunned for a while before letting out a crisp and frantic yell.
How dare you do this to !!
She wanted to raise her head proudly, but was limited by the collar being held up at the back of her neck, unable to do so. So the short hands and short legs could only paddle in mid-air as if swimming.
After Geralt confird that the two of them were safe, the inexplicable anxiety in his heart disappeared instantly.
He doesnt care about the little girl who is like a crazy cat.
Because the girl was being slipped away by Lan Enti, he happened to be able to look directly into the girl's eyes without having to squat down.
This is good news. Climbing down the ten-ter steep **** just now has already made him feel a little tired on his knees.
Whats your na, kid? Im asking you a question.
Geralt noticed that when the girl saw Blaine behind her, she showed a hint of fear and curiosity.
Simply putIve given up.
So in this question, the girl answered feebly: "Siri."
"Ha." Lan En chuckled, "This child has a good eye with you, Geralt. She didn't respond to any questions I asked her just now."
"Yes, she is noble and stubborn. We should have thought of it earlier, this is a noble princess."
Vesemir said in the tone of an old man looking at a naughty child.
"You said that after I entered the forest, there were a few unusual Verdon soldiers. They were probably looking for her. Is it the princess of Verden?"
Vesemir is very experienced. He pieced together the information temporarily and ca to the sa conclusion as Lan's analysis and observation.
I am not so Verdon princess! Put down, you rude fellow! You all said it yourself, I am a princess! You should respect !
The little girl was still fluttering in mid-air, like a kitten eager to bite soone.
The first half of the sentence was ant to offend Vesemir, while the second half was directed at Lan.
Young people dont care about princesses, princes, etc. He doesnt care at all.
Hey, this is Broccolion, there is no princess here, and the children who break in are all called stupid brats.
I am the princess!
Faced with the fierce opposition from the kitten, Geralt complained expressionlessly.
The princess wont run around alone in the forest, nor will she sniffle and say you have rhinitis?
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