From Witcher to Lord of the Empire.

Philippa is an interesting sorcerer.

First of all, there is no doubt about her strength.

Later in the novel, she was awarded the title of "The First Warlock in the North" by the original author in the narration.She did serve as the leader of a new organization of spellcasters after the Warlock Brotherhood disintegrated.

But while she is powerful, Philippa's political IQ is ridiculous.

Objectively speaking, she is skillful. During her time as a consultant—that is, now—she did have considerable political prestige in Redania.

However, when Vizmir II, who was weighing heavily on Philippa, was assassinated, the sorceress began to let herself go after taking the regency.

As a result, after a series of suffocating operations, not only did she fail to achieve any of the political goals she set for herself, but she was also easily overturned and imprisoned by Radovid, who she had suppressed for a long time, and then composed a world-famous painting——[Philippines] Lipa's Forbidden Room·Tou Xi·Gu Qian].

Although she managed to escape, Philippa paid the price of having her eyes gouged out and has been blind since then.

It’s really touching how strict the master is and how he is respected by his disciples.

Even so, she still believed that she could make a big difference in the political landscape of the North.So at the end of the official description of Philippa's backstory, she was burned at the stake after losing her political struggle.

But Philippa doesn't know what will happen in the future.

This was the time when she was ambitious and ready to show off her talents.

Philippa has always valued magic and believed that only warlocks who master magic should occupy the ruling class.

This ambition should have been suppressed for a few more years, but now Lan has given Philipba new hope.

"You are the first person in power in human history who first learned magic and then led the country." Philippa's eyes were eager.

Lane raised an eyebrow.

What, you still want to say that your ambition was inspired by me?

"However, this is very dangerous." Philippa said sternly, "You are still an alien, Duke Lannister. The kings in the north are very repulsive and defensive towards you. This is why they want to be with Xint. One of the reasons for the marriage - the ruler of the kingdom cannot be a 'magical alien' in their eyes."

"I once said in Cowburg that you have powerful power, and I guess you have developed it now." Philippa followed suit, "The blood of the ancients - this is the name of your power, and it is the source of everything you have now. .”

Lann raised his eyebrows again.

What, I still need you to tell me?

"You and those kings are destined to be different people. We are friends, Duke Lannister." Philipba said sincerely, "I told you about my 'great cause' when I was at Cowburg. I want to wait until you awaken to some strength before absorbing you."

"But your performance exceeded everyone's expectations. The power of the ancient blood is really shocking-this allows us to directly start the next stage."

The corner of Lan En's mouth twitched. If it weren't for his strong expression management ability, he would have laughed out loud.

In order to ease his mood, he finally interrupted Philipba's self-narration.

"You said before that the kings were going to start a meeting on Thanede Island, and you thought this was your opportunity. What did you mean?"

Philippa's breath suffocated because her train of thought was interrupted.

She then explained: "You scared everyone by fighting on the front lines."

"You mysteriously and mysteriously fought on three fronts: the eastern, central, and western fronts at the same time, and you single-handedly destroyed an entire legion."

"Even in head-to-head confrontations between armies, the army you led annihilated enemies several times larger than our own, while your own casualties were almost negligible."

Philippa sighed: "You have subverted everyone's view of war in the North and made everyone start to re-examine the role of magic and even inhuman races."

"Mahakam's heavy infantry shocked the world. Vizmir II has now opened up the conditions for non-human races to join the army, hoping to expand the kingdom's standing army; King Foltest is also said to have begun to be tolerant of the dwarves in the territory, and even began to Contact some settled elves and hope to absorb them."

Philippa now no longer calls her king respectfully, and calls Vizmir directly by his first name.

"Only Henselt of Kaedwen looked frightened and intensified the persecution of the non-human races in the territory in the name of exterminating the Scoia'tael."

It makes sense that it is Henselt.

"That's why there is this meeting on Thanede Island. Each country will send advisors and ministers from their own kingdoms to participate in the discussion to discuss the future recruitment of graduates from Arethusa College and Ban Ade Magic Academy, as well as the expansion of domestic The possibility of a Warlock Advisory Council.”

Philippa's expression was reserved: "They finally started to pay attention to magic again."

Lann chuckled: "Are you just sending representatives? Don't the kings go themselves?"

"There is a difference between respect and trust." Philippa shook her head, "With so many warlocks gathering together, it is too dangerous for the kings."

"Why don't I know this news yet?"

"You have Triss and Yennefer. The Brotherhood will contact you sooner or later through them." Philippa explained, then raised her chin, "But I am a member of the Council, so the news will be faster."

"You said this meeting is your opportunity, what do you want to do?"

Philippa saw Lan's interest and smiled.

"Redania has the best intelligence agency in the north, and we recently received a tip - there are Nilfgaard spies in the Brotherhood!"

Lan En's expression froze slightly.

He was silent.

Philippa took a deep breath and continued: "His name is Wigfortz. He is an extremely young but powerful warlock. He is a member of the [Wizard Council] above the [Council]. He was previously in He led the Brotherhood and the Northern Allied Forces to defeat Nilfgaard in the Second Battle of Sodden Mountain, and enjoys a high prestige among the Brotherhood!"

"You may not know who he is, Lann." Philipba's title changed again unknowingly, "But I want to tell you, he is an extremely difficult enemy to deal with!"

"He was the mastermind behind sending Reeves to assassinate you when we were at Cowburg. And I stopped you because it wasn't time to go to war with him yet, and you were no match for him even though you were weak at that time."

Lann gritted his teeth, seeming to be angry after hearing such news. After all, this was a "hero" who led the North to fight against Nilfgaard.

"I'm... shocked, Philippa." Lan said slowly.

"It was the same when I first heard the news."

"But what does this Vilgefortz have to do with your plans?"

Philippa showed a wise smile.

"I reported this news to Vizmir II. After he verified it, he was shocked that there was such a terrible enemy lurking in the north. He was even worried that Wilgefortz would become the second you, so he regarded him as As the enemy. And Vilgefortz's whereabouts are elusive, so he will only attend this meeting on time."

"So I used the power of the Northern Warlock to seduce Vizmir, and asked him to authorize me to lead an army to attend the meeting on Thanede Island." Philippa said, "I will use this to destroy Wigfort. Here - and his 'accomplices'."

Lan raised his eyebrows: "Are you trying to take the opportunity to attack and actually help Vizmir II control the Warlock Brotherhood?"

"It's not Vizmir," Philippa corrected, "it's me."

"In order to ensure that the plan is foolproof, Vizmir will send the royal guards and I to Thanede Island to take control of the Brotherhood, which is the most elite force in Redania. And the guards around him will also be empty, and And I happen to be the person who knows him best."

"Now everyone in the north knows that the Nilfgaardians are behind the Scoia'tael. I have arranged for a few elves to disguise themselves as the Scoia'tael and assassinate Vizmir II."

The regicide plan was revealed in full.The sorceress who possesses powerful power has a face full of matter-of-factness, as if she is just explaining a trivial matter.

Lan pondered for a moment: "In other words, if everything goes well: you will eradicate the southerners' undercover agents and gain unprecedented prestige, and at the same time, you will be able to become the leader of the Warlock Brotherhood."

"The representatives from various countries who have witnessed all this on Thanede Island will also respect you for this, and you will gain political respect from the countries in the north."

"When all this is completed, the power of Redania will be vacant again, and Radovid will take the throne. But the prince is young, so you will be the regent and become the actual person in power of Redania."

What a huge, interconnected plan.

This time, Philippa wants to win three times!

"That's right." The plan was interpreted perfectly, and Philippa showed an appreciative look to Lan, "And the North will become more hostile to Nilfgaard than ever before, and they will be united together - after all, four people died. The king of a great country.”

"From now on, one of the largest countries in the North will fall into the hands of the Warlocks. If your Cintra joins us at this time, there will be no more enemies for us in the North!"

The wind blew in through the open window and lifted Philippa's skirt.

At that moment, a shocking momentum burst out from the sorceress's body.

Lan lowered his head and fell silent again.

In a sense, this is indeed a very good plan.

It's just that a lot of details are missing.

But this is a good thing for Lan.

He had been waiting for such an opportunity, and now it appeared.

The more details this plan lacks, the better, so that he can fill in his own parts as he pleases.

But before agreeing, you still have to hold on for a while: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell Vizmir if you reveal all your plans to me like this? You must know that his son is still sleeping in my castle."

Philippa once again showed an expression of wisdom. She saw through Lan's outermost reserve: "You have no reason to reject me."

"Like I said, your identity as a demon hunter and a spellcaster is destined to blend in with the king who does not enter the north. Cintra will be continuously targeted."

"The coveting of Cirila is just the beginning, and you are already so angry." Philipba smiled. "I still have endless memories of the way you kicked Radovid out of the conference room during the day."

"Support me and you will gain a true friend. Redania will be your support. And there will be more friends like this in the future."

"With your strategic vision, I don't believe you can't see this."

Philippa emphasized again confidently: "You have no reason to reject me. I know you are worried about what happened in Cowburg, but now you should be able to realize how lucky that action was for you."

"A better future awaits us."

Lan En's powerful expression management came online again, and he forcefully adjusted the corners of his mouth that he wanted to move.

So he just sighed to Philippa.

"That seems to be the case..."
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"Your Excellency the Duke?"

Hearing the call of his sworn lord, House, who was standing guard at the door dutifully, pushed open the door and entered.

The attendant carrying the lion-headed silver sword has a stubborn belief in "protecting Lann".

Even if he has been seconded to the old housekeeper to do housekeeping work for a day during the day, he still has to stand on duty for several hours at night.

Just like an addiction.

But at this moment, he was a little confused about the Duke's call to him.

In the bedroom, the windows were wide open, and the evening breeze blew in and raised the gauze curtains.

Half of the Duke's body was soaked in the tub, with clear muscles exposed, and his dark golden lion eyes stared thoughtfully at the night outside the window.

What do you mean, does the Duke want to help him get out of the bath and change clothes?

Shouldn't Milva be called in for this kind of work?

"House." Lann's words interrupted the attendant's random thoughts.

"I heard that you bumped into someone from the Redanian mission during the day, and you were not very friendly to their royal advisor Philippa?"

The attendant quickly bowed his head and confessed.

When Philippa was in Cowburg, for her so-called "great plan" and also to scare the ancient blood that had not yet grown up, she took advantage of Lan's visit to Vizmir II to attack Lan's entire escort at that time. Drugged.

This made all the guards, including House, incapacitated. Not to mention protecting Lan, they almost became a drag.

At that time, Philippa's power was far greater than that of Lann, and Cintra wanted Redania but could not bring this matter to light, so Lann chose to swallow this breath.

House couldn't forget it no matter what.So when I saw Philippa again today, I couldn't help but lose control.

It's just that Redania is visiting Cintra now. As a bodyguard, House has derelict in his duty by showing hostility to the diplomatic community of a great power before the leader has made a clear stance.

"Just now." Lann pointed out the window, "The sorceress entered my room again."

House's hand on the lion-headed sword suddenly tightened.

"I'm not blaming you for neglecting your duty. Her stealth method is unique on the mainland, and she can't be stopped anywhere."

"I just want to tell you, House, you will have the opportunity to make up for your previous negligence."

"Learn more about how to use magic-blocking gold, and continue to sharpen your sword. In the near future, you may have to deal with many warlocks, including Philippa."

Lann stood up from the water, wrapped the towel on the side around his waist, and walked to the balcony.

He looked down, and what he saw was the darkness of night.

"You have to become stronger as soon as possible, House. You are one of my earliest attendants. I can still vividly remember the scene when you took over 'Sward' from me."

"I have expectations for you."

House suddenly knelt down on one knee, his face flushed with excitement.

He loudly swore to his sworn lord that he would not betray the lion's trust.

The noise gave Lan Lan a headache. House would always score too much blood on some occasions.

"Okay, okay... come here and help me light the lamp and tidy up my desk. I have to write something and make plans."

Lan moved his neck: "We're going to be busy again." (End of chapter)