Chapter 287

After listening to Geralt's answer, Ranni was silent for a few seconds before tilting her head and asking with some confusion:

"What does friend mean?"

"Is it an ally?"

Geralt was also silent for a moment upon hearing this. Didn't expect that Ranni, as the Moon Princess, didn't even know the meaning of friend. I don't know what kind of life she experienced in her long past life to become what she is now.

He thought about it and didn't deny the meaning of ally, but continued to add:

"It's about the same, but friends are closer than allies, don't involve too many interests, and will never betray each other, only then can they be called friends."

Ranni nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this, and then suddenly opened her mouth and said: "An ally who will never betray, are you trying to become my husband, Geralt?"

Geralt was stunned. The difference between friends and husbands is still very big, right? Although he doesn't mind becoming Ranni's husband, it is obviously basically impossible at present.

As a demigod of the Lands Between, Ranni cannot find a husband from another world now.

Sure enough, before he could explain a few words, Ranni's voice sounded again.

"Sorry, Geralt."

"If you want to become my husband, you must be equal to me in strength, and you must also complete some of my assessments."

"Becoming a life partner means needing to bear corresponding responsibilities."

"The current you do not possess this qualification."

After listening to Ranni's words, Geralt not only didn't feel disappointed, but even felt a little excited in his heart.

"In other words, after my strength is strong enough in the future, will you give me this opportunity?"

Ranni's jewel-like eyes looked at Geralt and didn't deny it, but said with a somewhat drifting tone: "If in the future, you have the opportunity to come to my world and complete my test in my world, I can let you become my husband."

"If there is still time."

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After a night of rest, by the morning of the second day, everyone's physical strength had recovered.

Geralt and Ranni's chat didn't last long. The Moon Princess is not a person who likes verbal communication. What she liked most in the past was to stay quietly in her magic tower and learn the magic knowledge she was interested in.

Her long lifespan gave her extraordinary patience. She doesn't mind how long she will stay in this world. Being able to learn more world laws and crack the Golden Order of the Lands Between is what she cares about most.

After eating breakfast, Geralt and others didn't stay in the village, but chose to bypass the area where Kalkstein was ambushed, maintained a vigilant formation, and continued to move towards the destination.

Actually, when Geralt was on night watch last night, he thought about whether those fallen humans would come to raid the village at night, but they didn't come.

It might be because his counterattack yesterday was too fierce. He alone killed more than a dozen fallen archers, almost severely damaging their long-range attack power, and the terrain of the village was more suitable for defense, so it made those fallen humans a bit timid, and even though they knew their location, they didn't dare to attack at night.

However, now, they have left the village that is easy to defend, and cannot rule out the possibility that the other party might attack them.

And things were just as Geralt guessed. After their group left the village and came to the empty wilderness, after about half an hour, a burst of ghost-crying and wolf-howling shouts suddenly came from around the team.

Within a hundred meters of their line of sight, from all directions, from those thick mists, more than a hundred fully armed human warriors suddenly rushed out.

Their equipment was a mixed bag, with mercenaries, plate knights, and ordinary militia. The weapons in their hands were not unified, but the most significant feature was that these humans had very fanatical expressions, their bodies were abnormally strong, and there were blue-red demon tattoos on their faces and bodies. When charging towards Geralt and others, their speed was also very fast.

Facing this group of enemies rushing towards him, Kalkstein looked panicked, shouted "Enemy attack" loudly, and then looked at Geralt, wanting to ask for his advice.

Keira was quite calm at this time. After seeing these enemies rushing towards them, the sorceress said to Kalkstein: "I will set up a magic barrier to block their advance. You come and maintain the operation of the barrier with me. You cannot let them attack us."

"Lady Margarita will be responsible for using magic to attack the enemy."

After the sorcerers carried out a clear division of labor internally, Geralt said to Letho and others:

"You also enter the magic barrier together, as the last line of defense to protect the sorcerers, you must protect the ladies well." "I'll go try the strength of these fallen ones and see what the difference is from ordinary soldiers?"

After speaking, Geralt took off the magic bell from his waist, injected magic power and shook it. After a ding-a-ling sound that seemed to be from his ears, soon in front of him, white light turned from virtual to real, and a white warhorse with hair as dazzling as snowflakes appeared.

After being summoned, this warhorse named Udis first let out a loud neigh, and then looked back at Geralt with great spirituality, seemingly waiting for his control.

Seeing this situation, Geralt didn't hesitate, immediately turned over and mounted the horse, and at the same time took out the Oath of Victory Sword with his left hand, drove the warhorse, and rushed towards the enemy.

The riding skill that had reached level ten gave him and Udis a feeling of intimacy in an instant, as if the two sides were not a relationship between a strange master and mount, but had cooperated for a long time and could communicate with each other.

This feeling is very magical. It is a pity that because Udis is not a mount he tamed, the two sides did not get a blessing because of the taming skill.

But Udis's speed is very fast, and its movements are very light. It can even perform a two-stage jump in mid-air under Geralt's control, just like that warhorse in the game, without much difference, can fight across various terrains, basically not restricted by terrain.

And its load-bearing capacity is also very strong. Geralt's body together with equipment is at least close to one hundred and fifty kilograms, but after the soul warhorse carried him, there was no feeling of burden at all. If a set of hard horse armor was put on this horse, it would definitely be the best helper when charging into battle.

Facing Geralt's command, Letho and others did not try to be brave, but took the few surviving mercenaries and protected them around Keira and other sorceresses, and then were all shrouded in a semi-transparent magic barrier, looking at those fallen warriors rushing over from a distance.

And Geralt, who had no scruples, had already rushed into the encirclement of the fallen human warriors and began the battle.

Without any nonsense, he first controlled the chaos magic, put a strengthened version of the Quen shield on himself to resist the enemy's long-range attacks, and then held a two-handed greatsword in his left hand and a honeycomb bomb in his right hand, not confronting the enemy's main force head-on. Of course, he bypassed most of the enemies and used long-range bombs to harass them.

Relying on the flexibility of the soul warhorse, Geralt used the long-range attack of bombs to blow up the enemy's formation, while using the sharp two-handed greatsword to harvest the fallen warriors who were alone, and soon achieved quite great results.

The powerful attack power made him not have a too intuitive feeling about the combat effectiveness of the fallen warriors.

However, Geralt could still clearly feel that these fallen ones with demon tattoos on their bodies had a substantial increase in strength and speed, stronger than ordinary humans, but far inferior to witchers.

It is a pity that the erosion of demons cannot improve the war technology of these fallen humans. Instead, because of the increase in strength, their fighting style is more inclined to beasts, and they can only rely on their own brute force to launch a death charge all at once.

Perhaps this kind of fearless death and desperate attack method should be able to produce excellent results for ordinary human armies, but when they face a witcher master who has various long-range attacks and magic means, and whose mobility completely crushes them, they are no different from those nekkers who only chase behind the enemy's butt.

When the battle reached five minutes, Geralt had already beheaded more than twenty fallen human warriors, which forced the enemy's commander to send more manpower to deal with him.

Even in order to limit Geralt's mobility, he directly sent out all the fallen archers to surround and shoot him from all directions. The ding-ding-dang-dang arrows shot on Geralt's Quen shield made him annoyed.

The most troublesome thing is the soul warhorse Udis.

Although this warhorse has powerful mobility and its snow-white fur is also very beautiful, as a warhorse, it cannot resist the shooting of arrows. Even if Geralt has divided his mind to help Udis resist the arrows, four or five arrows still shot into its body.

However, as a soul warhorse, Udis is no longer a normal flesh-and-blood creature. If such injuries were placed on ordinary horses, they would have long lost their ability to move because of the arrows in their bodies.

However, for Udis, ordinary arrows will only make it feel pain and weakness, and cannot cause substantial damage to this soul warhorse. It only needs to enter the bell, and it can recover soon.

Finding that his archers could not do anything to Geralt, while another group of soldiers was blocked by Keira and others outside the magic barrier, and could only slowly consume the other party's magic power.

This group of fallen ones' commander soon sent out another trump card of his own.

Accompanied by a neighing of horses, ten fully armed fallen knights rushed in from the mist, cooperated with the warriors to join the battle, and began to use their mobility to surround and suppress Geralt together.

On Keira's side, seven or eight strong men holding shields, protecting a man wearing a gorgeous robe and holding a metal staff, also slowly approached the magic barrier of Keira and others.

And when Kalkstein, who was trying his best to maintain the barrier and whose forehead was sweating coldly because of the tense battle situation, saw the man protected behind the strong men, he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Carlert!"

"I thought he was dead. Didn't expect that not only did he not die, but he also joined the enemy's camp."

Hearing Kalkstein's exclamation, even Margarita, who was casting offensive magic, couldn't help but look over there.

After she saw the male sorcerer whose face was also covered with blue demon tattoos, she immediately said with some disbelief: "This group of monsters from another world can actually control our sorcerers."

(End of chapter)