"The person coming is the white flame dancing in front of the enemy's grave, the Emperor of the Nilfgaard Empire, Emhyr var Emres."
Listening to the herald's voice, Emperor Emhyr at the foot of the steps looked at the man sitting on the throne and his daughter sitting next to him, and couldn't figure out how in just ten years, this guy changed from a lost dog who had lost his country to what he is now.
At this time, the herald's voice sounded again:
"Before you is the Lion of Cintra, Heir of the Ancient Blood, Dragon Slayer, Sword of the Dawn, Gryphon Knight of the Lady of the Lake, Slayer of Monsters, Mentor of the Order of Witchers, Lifelong Advisor to the Brotherhood of Warlocks, Archon of Novigrad, Sage of the Scholars of Cowfort, Breaker of Slave Shackles, Savior of Equality of All Races, Breaker of Frost, Redeemer of His Majesty, His Majesty Lann Lannister Wrenlon I!"
[Witchers and wizards alike, non-original fans will not affect reading]
