Chapter 83: A Ritual Facilitated by Ancient Blood

The "angry" Lin You turned his face away, too lazy to argue with this little girl who had not yet suffered the pain of losing her country and family and still had some "princess syndrome". He fully fulfilled his duty as a bystander, silently watching Geralt's request being ignored and watching Ciri drink the water of Brokilon.

"Take a closer look at yourself now. In a little while, you will not look like this now. You will become like the forest elves, green from head to toe." The boy teased the girl deliberately. "Oh, by the way, you will treat Geralt as a stranger by then, and you may not even remember that he carried you all the way. You will also forget more people, such as grandma, mother..."

Lin You's "patient and persuasive" appearance is very much like some unscrupulous uncles and aunts who like to deceive children. What they like to do most is to say weird things like "your parents don't want you anymore".

As Ciri listened, she suddenly burst into tears, turned around and hugged the witcher's thigh tightly; all her nervous and uneasy emotions turned into tears, which flowed out continuously.

Geralt's pupils almost shrank into a needle, and he glared at Lin You fiercely; but he didn't bother to teach the boy a lesson. Instead, he leaned over and hugged the little girl and comforted her softly.

As expected, the power of the ancient blood silently prevented the transformation; the moment this huge power that spontaneously protected the host appeared, the entire "palace" lit up. Countless magic runes on the doors, windows, and walls were lit up.

If the ancient blood is like a wild and unruly horse, then the runes are the reins and bit, leading the most powerful and unpredictable blood power of the elves to gallop towards a fixed location.

It was not until this time that Lin You realized that there was someone else in the "palace"; at least three powerful auras blended together, drawing the power of ancient blood into the "palace".

Apart from the lit runes, there was no obvious sign of the process of pulling power, and even Ciri was unaware of the source of the power. If it weren't for the divine perception of the Ophiuchus microcosm, Lin You would not have discovered that there was another secret deep in the "palace".

It goes without saying that the only ones who can secretly guide the power of the ancient blood are Meliteli, the Lady of the Lake and a few others.

After a while, the runes in the room gradually dimmed. When everything returned to normal, Esna said, "It seems that fate has refused you to become a member of Brokilon. Child, from now on, you can make your own choices."

Geralt couldn't believe this sudden surprise, and asked cautiously: "Madam, do you mean that this child will not become a forest elf?"

"The water of Brokilon didn't work, which means her future doesn't belong to the forest." The Silver-Eyed Queen said calmly, without any regrets. "As long as she is willing, you can take her away from Brokilon at any time. If she doesn't want to go with you, we will send her out of the forest and give her to..."

"what……"

Before Lady Esna finished speaking, she was interrupted by a scream filled with joy; Ciri waved her hands, which had not changed at all, and jumped and slapped the witcher, muttering: "Geralt, witcher, take me away, let's get out of here, get out of here."

Obviously, the little girl understood the words of the Forest Queen earlier than the white wolf.

After shouting for a while, the petty princess suddenly remembered that she had been teased. She didn't even bother to wipe her tears and bared her teeth at Lin You. As soon as she opened her mouth, she heard the rude taste of Skellige: "Bad guy, you dirty bastard with a mouth full of lies. I didn't turn into a forest spirit. Did you see that? I didn't turn into a green one. You little bastard who deliberately did bad things..."

With a fierce tone, even the most vicious curses lose their lethality.

Lin You had received the signal from the Queen of the Forest, and turned around and walked towards the inner room of the "palace". He just waved his hand at the little girl's curse, which was both a response and a farewell.

Ciri seemed to understand the meaning of the gesture and suddenly shouted, "What's your name? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Didn't we agree that you won't recognize me anymore?" Lin You's voice suddenly became extremely distant. A strange darkness blocked the figure of the writer, and it seemed to block his voice at the same time. On the other side of the darkness, three figures stood in a V-shape, and a magic circle drawn by runes shone on the ground.

Shrouded in darkness, it was impossible to tell the true size of this space; the light from the magic circle was also completely swallowed up by the darkness.

Lin You walked forward and recognized that one of the three figures belonged to the fairy in the lake. He had never met the other two, but he could guess a little about them.

"Excuse me, which one is Ms. Freya and which one is Ms. Dana Mabe? I am the messenger from the big world, Blaise de Forest." The writer asked politely.

In fact, the question was asked purely out of politeness; the two goddesses were dressed very differently, and their identities could be inferred based on this.

The one decorated with flowers and full of the natural atmosphere of the fields is definitely not Meliteli who usually sits high in the temple and accepts worship from believers.

A goddess with a graceful and dignified appearance, combining the youthfulness of a girl, the tenderness of a woman, and the kind demeanor of an old woman, would not be Dana Maeve, who walks in the fields with her natural wildness.

Sure enough, when the two goddesses introduced themselves, they were exactly as the author had guessed.

"Just now I also felt the surging power of the ancient bloodline. I wonder what you have seen through this power?" Lin You took the initiative to bring up the topic.

The Fairy of the Lake asked back, "As a representative of the greater world, what result do you hope for?"

"Of course, we hope for a result that will help promote world integration." After more than a year of experience, the author has become quite adept at using diplomatic rhetoric.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid that what we see is not what you understand." The eyes of the fairy in the lake were as calm as the lake. "The answer we are looking for is not a simple 'yes' or 'no'. It is something more pure and fundamental."

Lin You was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"What we want to see is the state of 'destiny' itself." The voice of the forest queen Esna came from behind the writer; She had already sent away the witcher and the Princess of Cintra, and then came here.

By the way, there is also Gaunter O'Dimm. He came in with Lin You a long time ago, but people always inadvertently overlook his existence.

"The... state of destiny? I thought 'destiny' was a concept. Can it be divided into different states like people or things?" As the only outsider present, the writer was completely confused and could only wait for the other party's explanation.

“It is a concept, but it is also a real force that can play a role; this force can not only determine the fate of a country, a race, or an individual, but also the fate of the entire world. Power can change in strength, and destiny can naturally have different states of good and bad.”

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