Chapter 573: 574 A difficult life

Chapter 573: 574 A difficult life

Chapter 573 574. Living a difficult lifeUpdated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

Ciri lowered her little mouse-grey-haired head, struggled to control the horse, and approached Dandelion.

Im sorry, Dandelion.

she says.

I shouldnt have lost my temper with you just now. Because at least you tried your best to help, but I still could only watch from behind.

"That girl. Her family are all subjects of Sintra. They cultivate forest land here, pay taxes on time, and live honestly. I think I have a responsibility to them."

Ah, although its interesting that a subjugated princess thinks she has responsibilities, before the army of men in black invaded Sintra, I never thought that they were still living in my country.

As he spoke, Xili's voice became choked with sobs.

Geralt, who was leading the way on horseback, turned his head slightly and came over.

Dandelion, the pompously dressed poet, used a gentle voice at this time, gently patting Ciri on the shoulder like an uncle trying to persuade a child.

Stop it. I dont care, kid.

No. Xili shook her head with tears in her eyes.

"That girl should say thank you to you. I just feel that Cintra, my grandmother, and I did not protect her well. I owe her, and she should not say thank you to me. So this feeling of guilt makes me You guys, get angry at the people closest to me now."

"This is my fault."

Dandelion carried Ciri from her horse to him: "Okay, stop talking, stop talking."

As a result, Ciri's crying gradually stopped, and Geralt's face, which had been slightly turned away, also turned back to the front.

Now it seems that you are indeed a good friend.

At some point, Lan En came to Dandelion's horse and said something.

This elicited a compliment from the poet as if he was flattered.

Greetings, my illustrious Lord Huntsman. My name is Julian Alfred Pankratz, or Dandelion to my friends.

This kind of exaggerated performance would be annoying to others, but Dandelion always has the ability to make people dislike this kind of performance.

Hmm, do you have to be so formal? I thought we were not fleeing, but at a noblemans banquet.

Gede grumbled behind him.

Of course, if you like this, I dont object to such communication.

What one person can accomplish is very limited, so the ability to face risks is also very weak. Once there are more people, many things that were originally impossible will no longer be considered problems, and the ability to survive will also be greatly improved.

The war was like a whirlpool that tore apart everything, including the Nilfgaardian army, the remnants of Cintra's army, the bandits who took the opportunity to rob, and the armies of other countries waiting on the border.

These intricate forces cut the territory of Sintra into tiny pieces.

Anyone who wants to move from one little patch to the next cant do it without the awareness of peeling off the skin.

If you are acting alone and can cross two or three 'small blocks', even if you are alive, you are basically as good as dying, and this is considered an extremely lucky situation.

The closer we get to the edge of Cintra, the more vigilant and cruel the Nilfgaardians and other armies become.

It has almost been killed to ashes.

Lan En was able to come in from the outside so easily, firstly because his alchemy leather bag could carry supplies, so he didnt have to worry about supplies along the way.

The second reason is that his physical fitness is obviously beyond that of normal humans, and he can walk in places that cannot be called "roads" under normal circumstances.

But if he brings even one more ordinary person with him, Lan En will have to re-plan his route, and there is a high probability that he will encounter these chaotic armed forces.

But if its a refugee group, your target will also be huge, right? It will attract the attention of the Nilfgaardians.

Lan En keenly discovered the contradiction.

If you want to survive, you have to recruit people to cooperate. If there were more people in Korah, the Nilfgaardians would notice him.

We dont have time to think so much or so far.

Dandelion shook his head.

First of all, you have to make sure you survive today, right?

This simple statement makes a lot of sense.

In a place where even surviving to tomorrow depends on luck, thinking about the future and possibilities is nothing more than a waste of brains.

The last question: Since it is a refugee group, there should be a leader in charge.

"This man's name is Haxor." Geralt said before Dandelion could, as if he wanted to emphasize it specifically to Lan.

He turned out to be the palace master of Cintra, and his son was a knight of Cintra. Sounds pretty normal, right?

"But I always felt that the way he looked at Xili was abnormal, so even if we went out to look for supplies, we did not leave Xili in the camp."

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