Chapter 441: 440 take her away


    Chapter 441 440. Take her away


    So, who do I look like to you, Lan?


    Cnthe looked at the setting sun in the distance and spoke lightly as if it had nothing to do with him.


    Your Majesty. The young man carefully paid attention to his words.


    Strictly speaking, Im not from Sintra, and I dont know what happened in thisnd, so I cantment.


    Ah, that seems to be the case. Cnthe suddenly remembered something.


    "In order to give yourself a nice name, you demon hunters often prefix your names with ces you have never been to in your life. So even if you are called ''Cintra'', in fact, Ive never been to Sintra either.


    This is a convention in the Middle Ages. Adding a ce name before the name is often a way for the local lord to introduce himself to the outside world.


    Introducing yourself in this format will naturally bring out a noble temperament, which will help the witcher, a service-based industry, attract customers and win trust.


    If other demon hunters were exposed by Cnthe for his little tricks here, they might be embarrassed.


    But Lan En didnt feel anything. After all, in the entire process from his debut to bing famous, the name Cintras didnt give him any help.


    Of course he doesn''t care about this, he cares about another point -


    You seem to know us well, Your Majesty.


    Lan En spoke softly, with thoughtful etiquette and a gentle tone.


    "And you have made no secret of your intentions in this regard."


    Thats right. The queen smiled. "The witcher I told you about before, Geralt of Rivia. He took away the ownership of my granddaughter from me in the name of fate. Do you expect me not to investigate your group?"


    And I also know that you protected my granddaughter for a weekst winter in Brolion?


    "almost."


    "This is not important. What is important is that when my little Xili returns to the pce, she will still miss you."


    Cnthe ced an emphasis on the word "you" in "you" at the end of this sentence.


    Lan En raised his eyebrows, feeling that this topic was a bit dangerous.


    Your Majesty, Xili is still too young, she needs the right guidance.


    Too small? Cnthe turned around in surprise and looked up at Lan En.


    She is already ten years old. A woman will have her first period at the age of fourteen. If everything goes well at that time, she will be able to give birth to a big fat boy in the second year and be the heir to the throne of a certain royal family. Do you call this too young?


    The young man curled his lips. He knew that he could not educate the queen about physical health.


    Because this knowledge not only goes against the currentmon sense, but also hinders the efficiency of the diffusion of royal power through the bloodline.


    .Personal aesthetic issue, I cant appreciate little girls without **** and butts.


    Hold it to the end, Lan En could only say this.


    The queenughed heroically at this.


    "That''s such a pity, such a pity. You don''t know how many young girls in Sintra will amuse themselves in front of that picture that doesn''t look like you, hiding in bed with their faces flushed. But this news Its good for those nobledies.


    The witcher bit his lip and put his finger on his forehead helplessly to calm down.


    Your Majesty, the teasing ends here. You brought me to such a close distance not just to tease me verbally?


    The queen''s heroicughter gradually became lower and finally fell silent.


    Even as theughter disappeared, she even stopped kicking on the ground from time to time to keep the swing rocking.


    The air is so quiet that you can hear the scratching of birds on the trees. "Can you take Ciri with you, Lan?"


    This was the first time that Lan En heard trembling in the voice of this woman named Cnthe.


    Even if you are not her destined guardian, can you take her away?


    This woman, who has a temper like a lion and a will like steel, is hesitant now.


    You want me, an unrted witcher, to take away your granddaughter?


    Lan Ens brows furrowed.


    Are you crazy, Cnthe?


    Are you afraid of thew of idents, or is it because of the current international situation?


    "Maybe." The queen was silent for a moment, shook her head, and started to swing on the swing again after breathing a sigh of relief. "A little bit of both, maybe."


    "At that banquet ten years ago, your colleagues told me a truth: There is something more powerful and irreversible than the will of the royal family in this world. Ha"


    I led the army to win the Battle of Hauchebuz when I was fifteen years old. The death, injury, and wailing of three thousand people were no more important to me than a field of crops. I thought that being in power meant being in control of everything. Until that banquet.


    The queen''s voice was ethereal, as if she was caught in a fog of memory.


    But then, the woman broke away from the memory and regained her strong tone.


    The international situation is also an important factor. There is no denying that Sintra is bing more and more dangerous. It is also bing less and less suitable to have an underage princess.


    "I could hear the sound of the Nilfgaardians'' hooves mobilizing troops, horses, and supplies across the Yaruga River from the pce in Sintra. Spies and spies filled our taverns and inns. They disguised themselves as merchants. , traffickers, and even temporarily boosted our urban economy, haha, its really ridiculous.


    And what about the many kingdoms in the north?


    Cnthe''s tone was full of sarcasm.


    "Foltest was busy feasting on Stysa''s corpse, and from time to time he would give some leftovers to his daughter who had strayed out of the house to satisfy her cruel possessiveness. It''s all thanks to the fact that he was able to eat so happily. You, Lan."


    King Vizmir of Redania is busy fighting for power in the capital with his mage advisors, and Philippa Eilhardt is causing him a lot of trouble.


    "Henselt of Kaedwen is a veritable ''Boar King''. If you expect him to have a sense of the big picture, you might as well let him take good care of his lower body!"


    Demavi of Aedirn is a good man, but his sergeants and bureaucrats are only focused on persecuting non-human races. It is much easier for them to have fun with elves and dwarves than to form military formations.


    So yes, Lan.


    The queen spread her hands.


    The Nilfgaardians cannot scare me, but I must admit: the current international situation is not optimistic.


    But you still have your husband, the King of Sintra.


    Lann crossed his arms and showed a political vision that made Cnthe look at him with suspicion.


    Ester Tursek can bring you help from the Skellig Inds. Arent the pirates of the Inds said to be at least one against ten inders?


    Yes, yes Skellig.


    The queen murmured.


    But thats why I take this mission seriously, Lan. Rumors hurt.


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