Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

On the path leading to the center of the settlement.

"Brother Lorne." Mia walked side by side with Lorne. Because she was not tall, the little girl only reached Lorne's waist.

With only the two of them together, Mia wasn't so reserved.

"Are they all Brother Lorne's friends?" Mia raised her little head and looked at Lorne's chin.

This question stumped Lorne.

He recalled his experience in the Edelweiss Forest, where several people resolutely walked away due to disagreements.

Then I remembered that when I was by the river, I looked up and saw three familiar figures.

It's very contradictory.

This world is vast, people come and go, winter turns to spring, and how many people go from acquaintance to forgett in the blink of an eye.

Most gatherings and trips are based on shared interests rather than genuine feelings.

Lorne didn't consider himself to have a deep relationship with Rudolf and his group; their connection stemmed more from shared goals.

But he had to admit that these days in the elven settlement had been...

Under the same starry sky, in the distance beyond our sight, there are still people who remember us and care about our lives.

It feels good.

If they were to disappear from this world one day, the "Lorne" in their memories would at least prove that they once existed.

What troubled him was that Rudolf and his companions didn't seem like people who valued emotions.

His only friends right now are Theodore and... Lorne looked gently at the little guy beside him and rubbed its round cheeks.

"What's wrong... Luo... Brother En... Brother?" Mia pouted, her little head full of confusion.

On one hand, there was Lorne's sudden action; on the other hand, its question remained unanswered.

"It's alright." Lorne smiled and took Mia's little hand as they walked towards the flower corridor.

We are currently some distance from the oak cabin.

"Brother Lorne, Mia really likes it here."

The little guy rushed into the arched corridor woven from flowers.

Petals fluttered down.

The setting sun on the horizon was like fire, and dappled light and shadow flickered on the road.

Mia, bathed in a delicate, sweet fragrance, bounced around energetically.

"Your Highness, you should hurry and find Grandpa Chieftain," Lorne reminded him from the side.

The weight on his heart hadn't been lifted, and he was still somewhat anxious.

"Okay." Mia picked up a bunch of flower petals and ran to Lorne, waving them around.

"Haha!" It playfully dashed out of the flower-lined corridor. "Brother Lorne, let's go!"

Lorne ran over with a smile, grabbed it, and lifted it up: "Naughty."

Mia thrashed about, chuckling.

"Hold on tighter." Lorne put Mia on his shoulder.

They were just about to mobilize all their strength to speed things up.

"boom--"

A deafening roar, like an explosion, suddenly rose up.

Lorne paused, his body stiffening.

An ominous premonition rose in my heart.

He turned his head stiffly, looking completely bewildered.

The sound was coming from—Mia's house...

The little guy on his shoulder tensed up instantly, his little hands gripping Lorne's clothes tightly.

"Brother Lorne?"

Although it was young, it was not stupid; the moment the explosion occurred, a guess began to emerge in its mind.

"Don't be afraid, Brother Lorne is here." Lorne gently held Mia's little hand, trying to give it a sense of security.

His leg muscles trembled, and he mustered his strength to rush toward the oak cabin.

Rudolph, Lauren, Nina...

It must not be what you think it is.

Please, don't do anything stupid!

...

The oak tree burst into flames, billowing thick black smoke.

Lorne rushed as fast as he could, but he was still a step too late.

Blood splattered everywhere in front of what was once a cozy little wooden house.

Dark red bloodstains spread from the edge of the open space all the way to the wooden door.

Leodan's body was charred black and covered with countless tiny wounds; he was now lifeless.

A long sword pierced its chest, pinning it to the ground.

The blood flowed uncontrollably, pooling into a dark red bloodstain.

Meanwhile, Daisy, who had met Lorne once before and was Leodan's wife, was being held by the throat and lifted into the air by Rudolf.

Daisy's limbs hung limply at her sides, and there were several splattered bloodstains on her face.

Its lips trembled as it uttered broken syllables: "Please...please..."

"Another drop!" Lauren exclaimed with delight, catching Daisy's tear that slid down her cheek with an empty glass bottle.

The Elf's Tear is golden yellow and sparkles in the sunlight.

Lauren closed the lid with satisfaction and put it in her pocket.

Nina sat on Leodan's lap, brandishing the dagger in her hand: "Look at you."

"Sigh." Rudolf sighed, looking helplessly at the ugly elf in his hand: "I've cried all my tears."

"Thump—"

After snapping Daisy's neck, he casually tossed her aside.

Everything happens in an instant.

"Dad! Mom!"

Mia screamed in anguish.

It jumped off Lorne's shoulder without a care and charged at Rudolph with all its might.

"Your Highness, little fairy." Lorne grabbed Mia and stopped her.

"Don't stop me!"

Mia struggled and thrashed in Lorne's arms.

Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

Warm, golden teardrops fell one by one onto Lorne's forearm.

It was the Elf's Tear that he had once wanted.

Lorne felt as if his heart was being torn apart, and his face paled, as if he had lost all his strength at that moment.

His body slumped downwards, helplessly, into a deep place.

"Brother Lorne." Mia trembled all over, tears streaming down her face, her voice choked with sobs:

"Please, help...Mia...defeat them."

"Another Elf's Tear!" Lauren's eyes lit up as he pointed at Mia in Lorne's arms, now in a state of frenzy.

"Hurry up, get it and leave through the exit," Nina urged. "It'll be troublesome if we attract a wizard."

"How naive." Rudolf walked towards Lorne with a sneer.

"Lorne, what are you standing there for? The Elf Tears have been wasted."

Mia's pupils simultaneously conveyed shock, despair, and disbelief.

He stared intently at Lorne.

"Your brother Lorne has long known that you are elves of the Kenlar race."

"He came for the Tears of the Elves," Rudolf casually explained. "And he's with us."

"Impossible..." Mia shook her head, unwilling to believe it.

It frantically tried to pull at Lorne's collar:

"Brother Lorne, tell me, please tell me... he's lying, isn't he...?"

Lorne responded with silence.

Mia was heartbroken and gave up resisting immediately.

No more struggling, no more making a fuss, no more shedding tears.

He silently slumped to the ground.

Images from the past flashed through its mind.

Small house, horde of skeletons, giant tree, farmland...

It shattered in an instant.

"Lorne, this was a last resort; you've been too merciful," Rudolf said with utter contempt.

"I can't even bring myself to kill a group of animals, so I can only..."

"Click! Click!"

—A loud rumbling sound of bones and muscles resounded.

Lorne gently held Mia, weakly raising his unfocused eyes:

I thought we could become friends.