From Witcher to Lord of the Empire.

Chapter 284 I wanted to exchange my sincerity for my sincerity, but unfortunately...

"No, Duke Lannister!" Lann's last words frightened Herilera, "I never thought of getting Cintra into an unjust situation."

Herilera took a deep breath, trying to defend herself:

"It's no secret that the Scoia'tael has the support of the Nilfgaardians. Especially these Scoia'tael are the most vicious wanted criminals in Aedirn. As the captain of the special forces, I can't turn a blind eye. Kill They are to weaken Nilfgaard's power."

"And... After the incident during the day, I believe you can also see that - those youths of the Ferenc clan have serious malice towards human society. For the Scoia'tael, they are a good source of soldiers." Black Leila couldn't help but gasp because of the wounds on her body caused by Milva, but she still persisted and continued, "If you let them go, they will easily be instigated by the Scoia'tael and become the enemy of mankind, so I plan to eradicate them first. Hidden danger..."

What Herilera said was actually not completely unreasonable, which can be seen from the fact that Colgrim and his party stayed outside for so long and insisted on each other with the Scoia'tael.The young people of the Ferenc clan were hesitant between returning home and joining the Scoia'tael, which was the main reason why Colgrim and the others failed to return. If Lann's appearance hadn't given them a blow to the head, perhaps these young dwarves would have hesitated even more. Long.

Lane sighed: "Your reason is fine, and I can't find fault with your starting point. But Captain Leila, have you ever thought that your behavior will give Sintra, and even Ya who is behind you?" How much trouble did Dean cause?"

Herilera lowered her head: "I will use my blood to appease the possible anger of the dwarves, and I will bear all the consequences."

Lan En laughed out of anger.

He strode forward and pinched Herilera's chin, raised the head of the female captain without question, and said to her condescendingly:
"You alone? You, a captain of Aedirn, can't extinguish the anger of the dwarves even with ten lives! After that, both Cintra and Aedirn will have to pay the price for your recklessness!"

In this era, there is such a primitive legal tradition as "let the perpetrators pay for their lives and let the hatred come to an end".But most of the time, what is accompanied by blood dripping is not the end of the conflict, but the beginning of a new enmity, and all suppressed anger will burst out at the right time in the future.

"I don't believe that the political sense cultivated by you as Demawi's confidant and living in the court of Wengerburg for so many years will not know the consequences of doing this. You will not only hurt Sintra, but also you. Allegiance to Demawi!" Lane's strength almost suffocated Herilera, "but you were blinded by your own hatred, so you let yourself ignore the flames of war that may be ignited by you in the distance."

"You are ashamed of the badge on your neckline. It is a good thing you are not from Sintra, Captain Leila, otherwise you would have been judged for your actions."

"But then you will lose your freedom in Mahakam, and my attendants will keep watch over you until I hand you back to Demavi."

Lane didn't even bother to add the honorific suffix of "Your Majesty" after "De Mawei" at the moment.And Herilera didn't have the heart to defend her king's name anymore. She already knew what would happen to her after she was caught, and even this was considered good.

It's just that when Lan En pointed out her thoughts, the conjectures about the possible consequences of her actions that she had suppressed forcibly surfaced together, making her lose her mind.So much so that she didn't even have a trace of resistance when Milva took her down to take care of her.

……

This temporary farce interlude is over, and everything has been explained tonight.

Everyone greeted Lan En briefly and then left the room, only one of them remained in place.Lan looked over, it was Geralt.

"Kolgrim." Before Geralt could speak, Lan stopped the snake witcher and said in the confused eyes of the other party, "Geralt seems to have something to say, but I expected It’s better for you to listen to the topic together.”

Geralt had no objection to Lane's reaction, instead he took the initiative to step forward and pull Colgrim in who was not sure whether to advance or retreat.Then the door was closed, leaving only three witchers in the house.

"I don't think what Layla said is unreasonable." Under Lane's playful eyes, Geralt said, "Those young people from the dwarf clan can easily become a member of the Scoia'tael. Captain Layla's way of handling it is too drastic. , but it also reminded us that maybe we really need to make some plans for the possible dangers that may arise."

Lan got up and poured a glass of wine for Geralt, and another for Colgrim: "Are you sure it's not because of Leila's status as your fan that you have such thoughts?"

Geralt drained the ale in the glass with a blank expression, and then snatched Lann's glass.

Lane smiled and shook his head. "Okay, I was just kidding. But Geralt—why are we stopping these Scoia'tael?"

Geralt had expected countless possible answers from Lane, but he didn't have this one, so he didn't know how to respond and froze on the spot.

Instead, Colgrim's eyes gradually lit up.

"what do you mean……"

"Mahakan has maintained neutrality for centuries, and they want to continue to remain neutral. But they live in the territory of the North, are nominal citizens of the North, and earn money from the North. It’s too cheap to bet on them, isn’t it?” Lan shook his head, “Although they promised to give us soldiers through trading, such assistance is not enough... I want to add another fire to the back and let them completely fall To the north."

"Of course, the existing resources we can obtain are barely enough. But the appearance of these Scoia'tael is a surprise, and since they have already appeared, so why not do it if they are easy to do?"

Perhaps anticipating that Geralt might have some problems, Lan blocked his mouth first: "You don't have to worry about the situation getting out of control, after all, Brovar Hogg has firmly ruled several cities in Mahakam. Century. I didn't have a good impression of him in the short time we got along with him, but I have to admit that he is indeed a "Ming Jun" better than most kings in the North, and the Scoia'tael's ability will not cause much trouble here It will only fuel Brovar's wrath against Nilfgaard."

"And that's exactly what we want."

Lan took advantage of Geralt's stupefaction and snatched back his wine glass. After it was filled, he sipped one mouthful at a time, waiting for the two witchers to digest his message.

"So, we don't do anything?" Geralt asked after hesitating for a while.

"We're not going to do anything." Lane affirmed.

"But... this is Mahakam, Yarpan's hometown, and Gabo and Petrit will go to Sintra in the future." Geralt hesitated, "We really want to let the Scoia'tael here plan? Although it will definitely be suppressed by Broval in the end, there will definitely be some losses in the middle."

"They are them, and Mahakam is Mahakam." Lan shook his head, pondered for a moment, and asked the wolf-sent witcher, "Geralt, what do you think we have accepted during our time in Mahakam?" How are you treated?"

Geralt pondered for a moment: "Seems good?"

"That's compared to your previous life as a demon hunter." Lann chuckled, "For me, I just feel that there are calculations and conspiracies everywhere."

"Brovar wanted everything but didn't want to give anything. Under my coercion and lure, he reluctantly compromised, and even tried to kill us; the Ziglin clan used you to weaken and try to control the monsters. After Ziglin successfully wiped out Fuchs, we will also become their nominal accomplices; the Ferenc clan is a little bit better, but they only revealed the reason for the rampage of the dragon under our pressure. I believe that as a demon hunter, you must I hate this kind of client who has given a commission but concealed the information the most."

Geralt and Kolgrim couldn't help but nodded slightly after hearing Lane's last words.

"I also don't want to count my allies. I hope that all partners who have reached cooperation with me can cooperate with the same sincerity as Queen Miwei. But if we are not lucky after coming to Mahakam, maybe we have already lost our troops and lost our army. Get out of here in a hurry."

"In that case, I think it's reasonable to take some extraordinary measures without harming the situation." Lan looked at the two people in front of him, "This is also the point I want to emphasize after the establishment of the Demon Hunter Order: When accepting the entrustment, if the other party is sincere and really needs help, then we will fulfill our duties and missions as demon hunters; And there's no need to be pedantic about dogma—what do you think?"

The white wolf lowered his head, which was not in line with his usual style.Faced with the situation Lane mentioned, he usually turned around and walked away instead of retaliating in a "payable debt" style.

But the situation is different now. If he really wants to revive the Wolf faction and establish a church in the future, his way of doing things may indeed move closer to the direction Lane said.

"I seem to have heard similar sayings, isn't it 'Lannister, you must pay your debts'?" Colgrim was very excited, and he fully agreed with Lann's point of view.Only then he became a little distressed.

"Lan, you know that our Snake faction has changed its behavior style due to various reasons. I don't think it will be very suitable for the change... I mean, in the end, who are we going to point the dagger at, or we need to pull out the dagger? A dagger?"

Lann chuckled: "Don't worry, Colgrim. You Snakes will always be the most important part of the plan."

……

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The Sintra guards responsible for guarding the Scoia'tael were reduced by a third, but they were still enough to perform their duties.

There was a sudden noise in the darkness not far away, which made the Sintra people who had just experienced Herilera's "visit" nervous for a while, and immediately drew their weapons in unison.

"who?"

There was a sudden movement in the darkness, probably because Li He was frightened.Then several small, strong and calm figures came out of the darkness, and the people of Sintra took a closer look. They were all the young Ferenc dwarves who had just returned to their clan.

"How many...sirs?" The dwarf used the honorific title he had learned in human society strangely.

"We are not knights." The leader of the guards shook his head, "What do you want?"

The eyes of the Sintra people are very strange. They know that these dwarves are twice or even three times as fast as they are, but the behavior style shown by these dwarves still has the youthfulness and nervousness of young people.

"We... want to give them some supper." The dwarf youth raised his hand, holding a wooden basket there.

He pointed to the room behind Sintra, where the Scoia'tael was imprisoned: "After all, they used to be the elder brothers of our clan, and I still know part of them. After that, they will be sent to Carbon Mountain, and I don't know what to wait for." What’s theirs. They’re out there suffering just like us, and they’ve just come back — they’ve suffered even more.”

The dwarf youth lowered his head: "So at the very least, now I want them to recall the taste of their hometown. If they can't return to their hometown because of the punishment of the elder, I hope that when they recall Ferenz's last time, there is not only a cage .”

This passage was very touching, but the people of Sintra narrowed their eyes when they heard it.

The dwarf came to deliver supper in the middle of the night, but he was sneaky and hadn't turned on the lights yet.Although it can be explained by worrying about being punished by the patriarch, some of these Sintra people have worked as guards in the palace, and their sense of smell is not usually sensitive to abnormalities.

However, the leader of the guards of Sintra only looked at the young dwarf inexplicably, and then let him go in the surprise eyes of the other party.

"Don't worry, we won't tell your patriarch." The Sintra guard added.

The dwarf youth thanked the Cintra people again and again, praising their understanding.

But after entering the room behind the Sintra guards, the expression on the young dwarf's face suddenly changed.

He felt guilty for a moment, but then that guilt was weighed down by more, more complex emotions.

"Humanity……"

The Scoia'tael inside the house had heard the commotion outside, and immediately started talking loudly when they saw the person coming, loudly eating, drinking, and admiring the clan delicacies brought by the young dwarves, lamenting the warmth of their hometown.

Amidst the noise, a Scoia'tael dwarf with three braids on his beard approached the young dwarf's ear and said in a low voice:

"Have you made up your mind?"

The dwarf youth also lowered his voice, making sure that the content of the conversation was covered by the surrounding noises:

"I want to join the Scoia'tael... We were bullied outside, and we expected to have a good life after returning home, but..." The dwarf youth closed his eyes, and the flames of the red dragon and the charred house kept flashing in his mind , and compatriots who have lost their loved ones and are crying.

"Mahakan is not the Mahakam of our dreams anymore. We need a brand new, more open country that makes us more dignified." The dwarf youth wiped his eyes and asked the three-braided Scoia'tael dwarf, "Is everything you promised us true?"

"That's not what we promised, but what we will strive for and obtain together." The three-braided dwarf emphasized.

"Okay." The dwarf youth took a deep breath, "You will not be able to get out after being locked up for a short time, and I will take care of the subsequent actions."

"What do I need to do?"

(End of this chapter)