Chapter 977: 959 Vizima Lake

Chapter 977 959. Lake Vizima

There was a sound of water splashing.

From the crack in the sky where the sky and autumn meet like a broken mirror, Lan En took the lead to step out.

His boots stepped on the lake water that was submerged above his feet, and the waves shook open the lotus leaves and lotus flowers floating on the lake on the ground floor of the Dagon Temple.

The witcher took a deep breath. The breath filled with the fragrance of lotus and the moisture of the lake made him close his eyes intoxicated.

Then he ignored the water and lay down on the marble floor of the Temple of Dagon.

His silver hair was floating in the water, like some kind of charming blooming flower.

Although the Temple of Dagon does not even have walls, it relies entirely on more than a dozen marble columns to support the dome.

But Lan En, who was lying on his back in the lake, could cast his sight to the sky outside the dome as long as he tilted his head slightly.

The sun in the sky is warm, bright, and stable.

It will not suddenly go out, it will not turn into a **** eclipse, and people living under the sun will not suddenly have a black hole in their bodies, swallowing their humanity.

The lady in the lake next to her seemed to like the feel of the ancient dragon's head and the mane on her neck.

But I still have to admire the ethnic temperament of an ancient dragon like Qilin, even if he is drunk and vomiting, an action that has nothing to do with elegance.

"I'm a little thirsty, ma'am. But I think the 'hunger' in our minds doesn't mean the same thing now."

The long dark green hair seemed to be floating in water, floating in front of Lan En's eyes.

The witcher blinked.

When the unicorn was made, it actually had a sad and beautiful feeling like a unicorn weeping blood.

This is stuff that Flannel Ball collected himself. Lan En didn’t pay much attention to it and just regarded it as the cat’s own toys.

Before Qilin could even finish his retort, he made an unpleasant sound from his throat.

“Boss! Catch meow! Don’t let this get wet!”

"Rhythm. Vomit!"

“You seem very ‘hungry’, my champion.”

Having this temperament is entirely a racial talent, and it is simply a waste of it.

 Lan En carried the big package, walked a few steps to Black Tern Island, and put it on the shore without water.

“Huh? Really?”

He broke free from the embrace of the waves behind him.

The package is not heavy, but its volume is very large. Lan En hugged him with both hands.

This temperament made Fengbuqiu and Lan En, who were already familiar with the unicorn, feel very uncomfortable, because they knew that this unicorn was simply a lazy 'university animal'.

The lady in the lake had a teasing voice and breathed hot breath into Lan En's ear.

Two lake-green arms clung to his back and hugged his chest.

Lan immediately became serious and serious, as if responding to the flannel ball’s call was an urgent matter.

However, according to the concept of 'magic' in the flame world, Lan En felt that the rosin might give the weapon the ability to harm the soul.

Gentle but powerful waves lifted his back, and Lan En immediately controlled his hands and feet and cautiously stopped moving.

Obviously, the ancient dragons in the New World still have not adapted well to the dizzy feeling of passing through the rift between the celestial spheres.

The flannel ball was so frightened that he quickly ran away from it.

“Boss, Qilin is too weak, meow!”

The waves on my back soon took on a physical form, and the physical touch was big and soft, with a freshness of lake water.

After completing this part, Lan En felt that he had indeed completed a commissioned adventure.

“This celestial sphere intersection made me feel abnormal from the beginning.”

The lady in the lake was held up by her throne of waves. The foam of the waves and her long dark green hair slightly obscured some of the key parts of her body.

“What kind of world is that?”

 Lan En explained his experience to the lady in the lake.

A world where the world has not been stable for a long time, relying on flames to maintain basic rules, and as the flames fade, heroes with huge souls need to burn themselves to continue the flames.

Just listening to it is enough to make people despair.

The lady in the lake frowned and thought deeply.

She had indeed never heard of such a strange world.

Lan En shook his head and said no more.

Instead, he pointed towards the outside of the Temple of Dagon, wanting to talk about something lighter.

“It seems like there are not too many of these cruise ships.”

There are still many cruise ships on Lake Vizima outside the Temple of Dagon.

These small boats carry one or two noble ladies or rich ladies, accompanied by a knight or a well-dressed noble man.

“You actually know why, don’t you?”

Seeing that Lan En didn’t want to talk more about the previous world, the lady in the lake didn’t want to go into details and followed his words with a smile.

On the throne of waves, the lady picked up a bunch of her long hair with her gentle fingers and curled it around her fingertips.

At the same time, his eyes were looking at the witcher.

Lan did not deny this.

“People from Temeria.”

The witcher said softly.

For Lan En, it is very easy to see through the relationship, and it does not even take time to finish a glass of wine.

"They should have guessed that my power is completely different from that of ordinary demon hunters. Plus, I don't actually try too hard to cover up the traces of me every time I come here."

 Lan En crossed his arms and tapped his fingers regularly on the armor covering his upper arms.

"If you feel unhappy, I can make it clear to Foltest."

In fact, the lively scene on Lake Vizima is also caused by Lan En deliberately not telling the truth.

Because of his "demonic" performance on the battlefield of the Civil War last year, according to Nilfgaardian records.

The northern countries will replace "demon" with "hero".

As his most prominent identity feature, being a witcher has attracted too much attention.

The demon hunter, which had been silent for a long time and no one even cared about it, suddenly mutated.

This human mutation technology, which was jointly created and perfected by Archmage Arzu and his teachers and disciples, has once again attracted the attention of many people, and even wants to restart research.

There are already enough ambitious people like this. If Temeria can consciously find a new track without getting involved in those disgusting things, Lan En will be happy to see them divergent thinking, and even make contributions to these divergent thinking. try.

“No, that’s not necessary.”

However, the lady in the lake smiled and shook her finger, indicating that Lan En didn't have to do anything.

“They gave me a lot of fun while they were here.”

“On average, there are two situations where a girl falls into the water around Black Tern Island every day, and the knight bravely saves her life without caring about his own life.”

“In addition, the lady’s lover and her husband met on the boat, loudly announced their names, and then dueled with each other in the name of glory.”