After Lann greeted Keira with a gentlemanly gesture, he stood up, and she raised her chin slightly again and said with a smile. "I am Keira Metz, and obviously you know that I am the royal advisor of Temeria. Thank you again for saving Triss."
"Of course I know you." Lann smiled. "Triss often mentioned to me that there is a very good companion who not only has powerful magical power, but also beautiful."
The two of them kept chatting here, and Milva snatched the glass filled with wine from House and came straight to the sorceress.
Keira looked at Milva whose expression was tense, smiled playfully, turned to Lann and said. "I really hope to have the opportunity to speak with you, but today I came on a mission. His Majesty Foltest heard that you arrived in the vicinity of Vizima and was instructing his servants to receive you."
"He coincidentally heard about the absurd things that happened recently in White Orchard, so he sent me to check the situation first."
"If it's not too much trouble, could you tell me where Ignatius Verrieres is?"
Saying this, Keira resumed her stance as Temeria's royal advisor, then Lann gestured to House. "Lord Verrieres is unharmed. In fact, no one died during the entire process, including the beekeeper who offended me."
"I'm not a barbarian Nilfgaardian. In terms of lineage, I'm also related to Temeria, so I don't want anyone to get hurt."
House took a step forward. "Miss Metz, if you are looking for Lord Verrieres, you can come directly with me. He is sleeping in his bedroom because he was frightened."
Hearing this, Keira's expression also eased. "I understand. Given the fuss you've caused, it's surely to see the king."
Seeing Lann's smiling expression, Keira waved her hands and was about to open the portal.
House seemed to have anticipated this scene, and hurriedly stepped forward and deliberately said in embarrassment: "Miss Keira, are you really going to let the count go through the portal to Vizima alone? It would be neither appropriate nor decent."
Lann's face, which had turned slightly pale due to the stress of the portal, began to recover immediately. He nodded. "My soldiers are still here, and I have no reason to abandon them. Furthermore, forty cavalry soldiers are in the White Orchard, which is not good for the lord here, right?"
Keira, reflecting, stopped her hand, accepting Lann's explanation.
"Then, I will return to the palace first to explain to the king what has happened here. Can you leave immediately? The king is quite anxious."
Lann had no objection and nodded in agreement.
House called a few soldiers to carry out the Lord of White Orchard who had just drunk the anesthetic wine. Keira rolled her eyes at the 'unharmed' Lord, and asked Lann for two guards from the Verrieres family to carry the Lord through the portal and return to Vizima first.
After receiving the news of the king's summons, Lann no longer had the intention to stay here. His original purpose was to see the king. So he immediately ordered the cavalry to get ready and set off.
Kolgrim wanted to follow, but Lann refused. "You have a mission, and I don't want you to come and help at this time. When you have completed your responsibilities, I will welcome you in Cintra at any time."
Kolgrim then did not follow Lann's team again, but he did not plan to stay in White Orchard, a place that made him uncomfortable all the time, and prepared to leave.
However, at the entrance to the town, he saw a familiar figure, a little boy.
It was Leo, the young man who, out of curiosity, brought food to the witcher when he was imprisoned. He was now leaning against the road sign, about to fall asleep.
"I am more and more curious about your parents. They actually let you, a little kid, stay at the entrance of the village. Don't tell me you are waiting for me, kid." The vicious voice came from behind, which scared Leo and made him jump. He looked back in panic and his gaze immediately met impassive amber eyes.
Young Leo took two steps back, obviously a little scared by the witcher, but thinking about today's purpose, he gathered his courage and straightened his chest.
"No... That's right, I'm here to find you!"
The boy saw the witcher lift his chin slightly, signaling him to continue, then the boy took out a small cloth bag from his arms. "The bard named Dan sang that witchers would accept commissions, this can't be wrong. I want you to help me find Vitty, he is my best friend..."
"We only accept assignments to hunt monsters, and I go further, I don't just hunt monsters." Kolgrim said expressionlessly. "And why should I go to find the boy who almost killed me?"
Leo seemed scared by the witcher, but still handed him the small cloth bag stubbornly. "I have money, I will give you a commission, so you have to help me find it."
Kolgrim looked at the boy's trembling hand with the cloth bag and after a moment of silence, he shook his head and smiled. "Okay, after all, you have paid."
Leo was confused by the witcher's words, but the other party seemed to agree with his assignment, which made him extremely happy. And from what he said to the other party, it seemed that he had no intention of taking his small cloth bag, which made him even happier.
However, the next second, he felt his hand lighten, and the small cloth bag was snatched away.
"But because this is a very difficult task, you have to pay more."
Leo wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction. Kolgrim opened the shriveled small cloth bag and looked inside. There were only two Orens, one Crown, and a few shiny stones that only children would treasure.
"Okay, that's enough." The witcher nodded and said: "I'll take your commission."
"But you can't follow me. I'll find you when I have news."
Leo was anxious. He expected that following the witcher on an adventure should be a service he deserved after paying the money.
Just as the boy was about to argue with the witcher, he turned around and left, disappearing in an instant.
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Vizima, outside the palace.
"We can only accompany you this far, Lann." Yarpen scratched his head. "After all, he is the king of Temeria. It is not easy for us to go in without his summons, and we have other things to do."
"Thank you very much, Yarpen, Zoltan." Lann looked at the two dwarves while speaking. "If it weren't for you, who guide us, I don't know how long it would have taken me on the way."
Yarpen laughed, but Zoltan's face was very unnatural.
Lann noticed Zoltan's expression and knew that the dwarf was very concerned about his retreat when there was a riot before, so he took the initiative to comfort him.
"Zoltan, I believe that if you were alone at that time, you would definitely stand by me unwaveringly. But you have companions and brothers to take care of, this is a responsibility, I understand."
Lann smiled and said: "Responsibility sometimes makes us do things that go against our conscience, but this is not a shame, on the contrary, it is admirable."
Lann knew Zoltan's kind nature, one of the few people with a big heart who showed it with actions.
After the invasion of Nilfgaard, he took in refugees from the war, regardless of age or gender, and spent his fortune protecting them.
However, he also witnessed many social injustices, so this kindness later became much more selective. For example, he stole from other refugees to help his own refugees.
After listening to Lann's words, Zoltan suddenly felt more guilty.
The smile on Lann's face became sunnier. "If possible, could you tell me what his next destination will be? I'm going to visit the king of Redania later, maybe we can go together."
Yarpen patted his head regretfully. "I'm going to Kaedwen. There are the Scoia'tael, who have made us dwarves look bad. I'm going to help their king fight Nilfgaard and restore the reputation of the dwarves!"
Zoltan, on the other hand, was delighted. "I am going to Novigrad to do business. I have some associates there. But, Lann, if you are going to see the king, I have information that he has recently been in Oxenfurt."
"I have a friend with a big boat, and he could take you there."
Lan appreciated Zoltan's help.
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