Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1454 1426. Dawn
When Geralt regained some consciousness, he saw that his chest and abdomen were covered in blood, and his nose was almost blocked by blood clots, making it impossible for him to breathe. His ears were also muffled because of the blockage of blood clots.

This is a good sign. At least it means that he will not bleed to death from his nose, mouth, or ears due to a head injury.

He looked at his legs. One of them was bent at a strange angle and looked much shorter than the other. No, it wasn't "looked", half of his foot had indeed turned into a piece of meat paste, hanging on the bones.

But he felt no pain, as if this body belonged to someone else and he was just a dizzy bystander.

His whole body felt cold, numb and strange, making him want to vomit.

"You're awake? Good."

Lan En's voice came from behind him, and he realized now that he seemed to be being dragged away.

This young but capable friend made Geralt feel a little calmer.

They had only known each other for a few years, but for some reason this young man made him feel at ease.

"Don't make a fuss about your injury. I just pulled you out of the collapse of a large stone tower. You are lucky to have lost half of your foot."

Although Geralt was in a downhill position where the shock wave was not very threatening, the falling rocks still killed and injured him.

"Take care of it, Geralt." Lan continued, "You won't be disabled. Even if you lose your entire leg, I can make you a new one. Don't worry."

"H-Hiri."

"Be quiet, Geralt."

"Yennefer, I must."

"You don't have to do anything! You can't do anything right now! Don't talk!"

Lan dragged him across the corpse-strewn floor, where Geralt felt more comfortable.

He was not comfortable with the many corpses here; he was not a bloodthirsty person.

It was only because the blood from the corpses wet the marble floor that it felt smooth and steady when he was being dragged.

"Great!" Margarita's voice rang out, and she quickly ran towards Lan En, "You're okay! Huh~"

She let out a breath, but then it got stuck again.

"Geralt? How did he get injured like this? Where's Yennefer? Where's Ciri? Triss, come and take a look!"

Margarita asked a barrage of questions, and then she turned around and called Triss, who was pale.

Triss, with her red hair flying and looking weak and disheveled, also first looked at Lann's appearance. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, she quickly knelt on the ground and bent down to check on Geralt's condition.

"Of course I'm fine." Lan En shook his head at first, "But let me be relieved, you are fine too."

"of course."

Margarita had an unpleasant look on her face, but she showed a somewhat forced and confident smile when facing Lan En.

She raised the thing in her hand.

It was a hunter pistol that Lan had given her, and a spiral cane that had been deformed and unfolded.

The spiral staff floated under the influence of magic, so when it was unfolded, the force like a wildly contracting steel tape measure did not need to be held in Margarita's hand.

She used magic to control this transforming weapon from Yan Yanan, so she did not need to learn the skills to use this unique and dangerous weapon.

More important is the hunter rifle.

Although the attacks of the warlocks who were able to come here for the meeting were at least like cannonballs.

However, the disadvantage that warlocks are not good at fighting and dare not use chaos magic easily as long as they are not focused enough or are disturbed does not apply to hunter pistols.

The offensive and defensive capabilities of high-level warlocks when they are prepared are certainly not comparable to those of a hunter's pistol.

But the key is that this thing really doesn't require much concentration to use, and it fires suddenly enough.

In the warlock's civil war, Margarita was already the most powerful one, and she became even more flexible with the hunter's pistol.

"But my academy." Margarita looked around with a serious face, her expression solemn and angry, "Francesca! That bitch ran away! She abandoned these Scoia'tael who came for her without any hesitation!"

"How could the portal in Tor Laura suddenly go out of control and explode? But it's a good thing. Thanks to the explosion, the remaining warlocks immediately used teleportation to escape back to their hometown. These Scoia'tael failed to kill more wizards."

"It's also thanks to us that we cleared all the students out and vacated the rooms before, otherwise this night..."

When she said this, Margarita's face was full of fear.

The Squirrel Party originally came here to inflict more casualties on the Northern wizards.

But now that the portal can be opened, those warlocks who are not good at fighting, injured and frightened, and easy to kill immediately slipped away.

As for the warlocks who stayed in the academy, basically every one of them was well prepared, and they were the kind of people that the small light forces like the Scoia'tael would not dare to mess with.

Therefore, the Squirrel Gang on the island basically had to be wiped out.

"He needs treatment!"

Triss found the small shield that Lan had stuffed into Geralt's collar. It was the [Early Recovery Stone] on it. The abundant and long-lasting vitality always kept Geralt alive. The red-haired sorceress said seriously. "His injury won't get worse. I was just about to take him. Where is Mattie? I remember she was saving a wizard." Lan said in an orderly manner. "And Gedimitis, how is he?"

"Gedimitis? Who could hurt him?!" Margarita and Triss both exclaimed with their eyes wide open.

Obviously, there was chaos on Thanedd Island and no one knew what was happening to anyone else.

"I can't explain it to everyone I meet," Lan En frowned and said, "Where is Tissaya? She has such a huge power, you should be able to feel it."

"She's over there." Margarita's eyes were blank for a moment, and then she pointed in the direction below Thaned Island.

"Ciri Yennefer."

Geralt was still muttering in a daze, and even tried to prop up his upper body.

Triss was suddenly at a loss.

Lann grabbed Geralt by the back of his neck, kicked away his hands that were trying to support himself on the ground, and tilted his head towards the sorceresses.

"Let him sleep first."

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Even though the two sorceresses had just experienced a battle, it was still easy for them to hypnotize a seriously injured witcher.

Geralt fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at his persistent and painful friend, Lan En was not too worried about the safety of the little girl, but he was not sure about Yennefer's current situation.

He had seen Ciri grow up, so although he was often worried about the little princess with gray hair, he was more worried that she would get into trouble and was not too concerned about her personal safety.

Lan En still couldn't see the thread of the power of time, but since the Ciri he saw was already a grown-up girl, she shouldn't have gotten into trouble before she reached the age when they met.

Lan En also had a vague guess about the power in Ciri.

Perhaps that's why Viggofortz would rather use the genie's wishing technique to remove obstacles on his way forward instead of directly wishing for Ciri to come into his hands.

Perhaps apart from the fact that it is difficult to formulate the words of the wishing spell in a detailed and regular manner at the moment, the Djinn's wishing spell may be of no use to Ciri.

Lan En's [Body Light], a high-level power that penetrated deeply into the essence, could not be penetrated by the wishing spell for a while. In the end, Lan En seized the opportunity in that moment of gap and started a fierce fight!

And the power that can travel through time and space cannot be something superficial no matter how you think about it.

Lan En was not surprised that the spirit's wishing magic did not work on her.

But thinking about it this way, Lan En felt that Viggofortz's obsession with Ciri was even more complicated.

In order to find Ciri, the wizard who provoked the entire night of betrayal cast the wish spell without hesitation or hesitation!

People like Viggo Fortz always measure the benefits of their efforts.

Lan could show his unwavering hostility to Nilfgaard for his own sake, but Viggofortz was not that kind of person.

He made a wish in order to get Ciri, so it must be because the benefit of getting Ciri was greater than the wish that was made twice less.

What kind of reward does he crave from Ciri?
Capture the girl alive and give her to Emperor Emhyr? In exchange for the Northern Kingdom, a governorship of the northern province of the Nilfgaardian Empire in the future?

Or is it the transcendent position in the vast territory of the Nilfgaard Empire in the future?
No, in Lan En's opinion, these things are not worth paying for two wishes.

Mediocre people lack the ability themselves and may not be able to turn their limited wishing skills into ideas to ensure a superior life.

Without insight, careful thinking and planning, they don’t even know how to make a wish to maximize their benefits.

But for someone like Viggofortz, if he had two wish-granting spells in his hands and used them at the critical moment, maybe even the Nilfgaard Empire could be his!

But he did not hesitate to use it in the process of chasing Ciri.
The intoxicating power and wealth are nothing compared to the wishing technique, and the wishing technique becomes a cheap item that can be consumed decisively in front of Ciri.

Viggofortz, what you are pursuing must be something incomparably precious—the power of time and space!

It was because before, Vigfortz used the second wishing spell on himself without hesitation.

So Lan immediately made a logical deduction with Mentos at that moment, and finally led to this answer.

Mortals, nobles, kings... seemingly noble and far-sighted people, but they only saw the royal bloodline of Sintra in the girl, the title, and the legal claim of inheritance rights.

But the power involved in that girl herself is a thousand times more precious than any power struggle among ordinary creatures! Ten thousand times!
Lan En didn't know that he realized this because he saw Ciri, who traveled through time and space, appear in front of him and even kissed him.

But ordinary people, even ancient wizards like Gedimitis, are still at the stage of philosophical speculation on whether the power of time and space really exists.

Why did Viggofortz know the existence of this power and be sure that this power was in Ciri?
But thinking of this, Lan En shook his head.

The Seagull Tower had collapsed into a pile of ruins, and Viggofortz was almost split in two by himself. With such injuries, he would not be able to open a portal and escape by himself.

But if he used the last wish, the genie who released him from his imprisonment would definitely kill the seriously injured prisoner with his own hands the next second after sending him away.

The greater possibility is that he was 99% certain to die directly from the explosion shock wave due to the serious injuries.

No matter how you think about it, this young and promising warlock should be dead.

(End of this chapter)