Chapter 106 105. The power of Dagon

The precise physical condition allowed Lan En to wake up from meditation on time at six o'clock in the morning.

With his fingers gently supporting the ground, his strong body and heavy armor stood up silently.

On the bed, Alia, who was huddled under the quilt, was talking in her sleep and talking about some people's names.

"Sansa is stupid", "Robb, help", "Jon, help me" and the like.

Everything happened last night so cruelly and suddenly that even with Aria's character, she was really frightened.

The names on her lips are those of her relatives.

On the surface, this little girl seems to be immersed in the excitement of seeing new things every day, but in fact, the fear of missing home and leaving home is hidden deep in her heart, and she is probably not even aware of it.

Lan En shook his head gently in the dim morning light.

The distance represented by the intersection of the celestial sphere is too far even for interstellar civilization.

Lan En can drive it by himself.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be equivalent to entering a manic state immediately upon landing on the island, right?

If it continues for a long time, you may go crazy directly.

Nymph answered naturally, but Lan En was surprised.

This makes even when he is performing a ritual that he has only heard of, the details of his movements are full of ritual beauty.

The memories of the Emperor's Children, which are full of beauty every second, have significantly improved Lan's artistic sense.

But her expression didn't seem very happy today.

Is this where the Lady of the Lake should live?

The fishing boat stopped at the shallows and carried the body to the island.

"This is the power of Dagon. Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Her expression is not pretty either, but she is more adaptable than Lan En.

The morning mist floats on the lake, which is different from the mysterious and deep atmosphere under the moonlight, giving people a moist and refreshing feeling.

After Lan En took one look, he looked away and no longer looked at her from the front.

Nymphs themselves don't care at all. In fact, there are often stories among the people about villagers having wild affairs with nymphs, swamp daffodils, and even harpies.

But it is precisely because of this that Lan En wants to save those people who he may have a way to save.

"Are you in trouble?"

The bow of the boat split the water waves and lotus leaves, and as soon as it entered the lake more than ten meters away, a "clatter" sound different from that of a sailing boat sounded from around it.

"But it should be hard for you to imagine that this level of feeling is already the result of the lady mobilizing the power of Lake Vizima to suppress it."

Otherwise, it can be done at your fingertips. Whether it is the antecedent or the consequence, it will be completely dealt with with a wave of your hand.

If a Temerian palace steward came to see it, he would probably not think that this was the etiquette of his country.

This small island in the lake seemed to have wonderful scenery, but when Lan En approached the island, he frowned.

"I lost my necklace. It was a necklace made of precious gold and rubies."

Lan En believed that the nymphs who served the Lady of the Lake would not be as barbaric as their counterparts in the wild.

Lan En didn't have any opinion on this, because he didn't believe in any god.

Lan En was slightly speechless.

"That is a force outside the world that does not participate in building balance."

"The witcher's badge does not react to all supernatural powers. Even in the eyes of a lady, Dagon's power is profound and strange. It is normal for the lack of reaction to occur. It is precisely because of this characteristic that the lady would think that with his The power controls the souls of the deceased and will not cause an imbalance in the local magic power."

Lan En rented a small fishing boat by the lake, which was very different from the one he used when he went to kill water ghosts with Bernie.

My willpower has long been proven through the surgery I performed on myself to open my chest.

While wading in the water, Lan En asked the nymph for more information.

But to say that this was a similar etiquette from a distant country, he probably didn't dare to say more.

Lan En also threw the body on his shoulders aside, put his left hand on his chest, stretched his right hand flat to his side, and bent down to bow.

Because there are many irregularities.

Even if you just try it?

He put on the studded leather gloves again, fixed the steel wrist armor, and carried the stiffened corpse.

"Hello to you, Witcher."

He is just a special kind of witcher.

She knelt down on one knee lightly and lowered her head first.

He can't save everyone.

Lan En sent a greeting to the clear spring.

Declining the fisherman's offer to sail the boat, the witcher paid a little extra deposit.

This is the court etiquette in this world, and I mentioned it when chatting with Triss.

Black Tern Island is not far from Darkwater Village, it takes about 40 minutes by boat.

As the water waves flow and beat, the nymph's naked body perfectly demonstrates the elasticity of semi-solid materials.

Lan En feels that it is better to follow local rules when worshiping local gods.

But with such willpower, just stepping onto Black Tern Island will make me feel irritated and nauseated.

And this is after being suppressed. Dagon is indeed a terrifying evil god.

"You said it was Dagon's power, but my badge didn't vibrate."

The villagers were very interested in this, but the witchers were unconvinced.

"I feel an inexplicable nausea. Even the scenery is beginning to disgust me."

Nymph raised her hand to stop Lan En behind her.

Trivia: Plump fat is a semi-solid substance.

There are indeed men who can taste the sweetness of these wild creatures, but most of the men who come to their doorstep are just adding to their meal.

Because this etiquette looks really solemn.

Nymph and Lan En walk together.

This is the case in the oriental mythology of the hometown world, otherwise it would be so shameless?

But from what Miss Nymph looks like

Except for the lady who used her own power to search for something, she didn't seem to use her extraordinary power at all.

"Hello, nymph."

Thinking about it this way, it’s so lifelike.

Maybe this is God in the Western context.

The demon hunter, who was getting taller and taller, walked out of the room lightly and headed towards the appointed lake.

Nymph was leading the way in the water ahead. Lan En felt a little bored at the helm, so he asked him bluntly.

Even the location has to be asked by the nymph in front of the lady.

"The lady will definitely tell me. I'm just taking you there to ask."

Nymph frowned and explained to Lan En, who was also frowning next to her.

Lan En briefly imagined this scene based on the myth of his hometown.

——The Queen Mother passed down the imperial edict of immortal magic and ordered the maid to come and embroider with her and chat with her about household matters and gossip?

The island on the lake couldn't be too big. Lan En followed Nymph and after walking a few steps, he arrived at a small pool in the center of the island.

Literally "added food".

"Didn't the lady listen to the information in the entire area? Didn't she tell you?"

He can cut open his own heart and blood vessels without hesitation when he has a clear and rational understanding.

Like a passenger who feels motion sick and wants to vomit.

In his long-term impression, the attitude of gods towards requests was that of being arrogant and indifferent.

The other party also answered very directly.

"Good day, madam. As you requested, I have brought you the witcher you expected—Lane of Cintra."

The messenger of the lady in the lake, the nymph from last night, followed Lan En's boat like a water spirit.

"Good day, ma'am."

Shuitan therefore responded.

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