Lann was slightly surprised.
He initially thought this journey wouldn't be too long, find the Royal Advisor, get the intelligence.
Just a simple "Where to go, who to kill," and then carry a sword over to finish the job.
But now it seems...this matter is ridiculously huge?
Damn it! Why is there some big deal everywhere I go!
It's making me look like a calamity star.
But despite saying this to himself, for Lann to simply ignore the matter, that was simply impossible.
He had shattered a armed camp of thugs in Velen to save people, and now having the genetic seed implanted, he was even less tolerant of his own failures.
Is anything easy to handle? Problems that can be resolved with a frenzy of sword swinging are in the minority.
"Seems like being impatient is useless now."
Lann spread his hands and stood up from the chair.
"We'll just have to start investigating then."
Triss immediately stood up, those blue eyes tightly fixed on Lann.
