Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 105 Chapter The arrest operation ended just as it began

In the following days, Dandelion reduced the number of times he appeared in public; except for "singing while walking" in large towns he passed through directly, Lin You no longer asked the poet to perform more.

This change made Dandelion both happy and afraid; he was happy that there would be fewer performances, at least fewer people in the southern part of the empire would know him; he was afraid that they were getting closer and closer to the City of Golden Tower, and Lin You's silence seemed more and more like he was making final preparations for the plan.

The bard began to ask questions indirectly, such as "Does the Count know anyone in the Golden Tower City?" "When will this journey return?" When they set up camp that day, he even set his sights on Milva, the only lady in the team, hoping to use his unique charm.

Then he was taught by the female archer how to be a polite man.

When the bard covered his eyes, groaned, and limped away, Milva turned around and reminded Lin You: "We have been traveling too smoothly in recent days; logically, the imperial sheriffs and spies should have caught up with us long ago."

"They did catch up." Lin You fiddled with the coffee pot slowly. "In the past three days, if you have paid attention to the pedestrians passing by us, you might have found that many of them looked familiar. They kept appearing back and forth. These people were well hidden. By the standards of the 13th century, they were professionals, not ordinary sheriffs."

"Are they following us?" Milva was shocked.

"Yes, for several days."

Milva asked hastily, "But why hasn't more action been taken? If it has been several days, they should have started arresting him long ago."

"They did it, and they failed; three days ago when we set up camp." The coffee pot on the shelf began to steam, and the gurgling sound of the water in the pot became louder and louder. "At least thirty fully armed soldiers, and two warlocks as backup."

"Three days ago? But I didn't see anyone."

"Of course, not only can you not see them, they can't see you either. Because they didn't find anyone all night, they took the initiative to withdraw before dawn."

As he was speaking, the bubbling sound in the coffee pot reached its loudest level, and the pot was shaking left and right from the rolling boiling water inside.

"Do you want to meet them?" Lin You asked.

Milva's eyes widened: "They are here?"

"Of course. It's less than a hundred feet behind you."

The female archer turned her head suddenly. In the dim night, she only saw a patch of lush vegetation. How could there be any human figures? Before she could ask again, Lin You gently waved his wand, and the magic effects of "Safeguard", "Universal Protection" and "Enemy Trap" were canceled at the same time.

Almost in the blink of an eye, three people appeared out of nowhere on the wasteland a hundred feet away. Human figures could also be vaguely seen in the distance, and the cold light of armor and weapons was reflected from time to time.

Milva subconsciously reached behind her and remembered that she was too relaxed after setting up camp and did not bring her hunting bow with her.

"Please come over, everyone. This is the third time you have come to surround my camp; I think it's time to meet you." Lin You pointed in front of him and made a "please" gesture; only then did everyone realize that there were four coffee cups in front of him, and they were all full.

Viscount Aiden hesitated. The intelligence officer's habitual suspicion prevented him from reacting immediately. Ms. Isbell looked at the Viscount and said nothing.

The first person to accept the invitation was Fringilla Vigo, who walked over with a seemingly lazy pace; the sorceress seemed to be leisurely and relaxed, but in fact all her senses and magic were always alert to everything around her. Finally, she walked to the campfire safely.

It was not until this time that Viscount Aiden followed with half belief and half doubt; Ms. Isbell was still one step behind, but her demeanor was much calmer than that of the Viscount.

"Your magic is very interesting, especially the magic that protects the camp and isolates the inside and outside. Where did you learn it?" Fringilla was the first to speak. "Are you a student of Ban Ade Academy?"

The name mentioned by Fringilla obviously didn't have much presence in the original book or the game, and it took Lin You some time to dig out the relevant memories from his mind;
"Are you talking about the warlock school in the Kingdom of Kaedwen that only accepts male students? Don't joke, given their teaching level..." "Then where does your magic come from?" Fringilla asked.

"Is this what you care about?" Lin You asked back with a smile, "Shouldn't you be concerned about where I came from, where I'm trying to go, and what I'm going to do?"

"We know you are going to the Golden Tower City." Viscount Aiden interrupted rudely, and his voice was full of intimidation from his expression to his tone. "Whatever you want to do, it is a foolish act that is bold and impossible to achieve."

Unfortunately, how could Earl Goff take Viscount Aiden seriously? These threats seemed to the boy to be timid.

"It seems that you know I'm going to kill the emperor?" Lin You asked with interest, "Let me guess, did you run into that group of snake-faction demon hunters? Did they find you on their own initiative, or did you find them?"

"Arrogant guy!" Viscount Aiden waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him stepped forward together; these soldiers had professional qualities worthy of their status. The thirty people were divided into several groups, each holding a different long-range and short-range weapon, and surrounded Lin Youban in the middle.

The soldiers in the front row raised their crossbows in unison, most of them aimed at the boy, and the second person to be targeted was Milva.

Seeing that the other party did not resist, Viscount Aiden suddenly felt confident. Based on the world's experience in dealing with warlocks, no matter how powerful a warlock is, it is impossible to fight so many fully armed soldiers at close range, not to mention being targeted by at least ten crossbows.

"Boy, I now order you to surrender, and then you have to give out the mastermind and accomplices behind this..."

"Ahem..." Lin You couldn't help laughing so much that he had to cough a few times to interrupt the other person, "Who is this idiot?"

He was asking about Fringilla Viego.

"Viscount Aiden of the Empire, the future successor to the Earldom of Aiden, Vatier..."

"Okay, okay, I get it; I have an impression." Lin You waved his hand, signaling the sorceress not to say anything more.

The head of the Empire's intelligence agency had played many roles in both the two Northern Wars in the original novel and in the plot of hunting down the novel's heroine Ciri. Now, after listening to the sorceress's introduction, I was able to match the name with the person.

"Mr. Vatier, I took the initiative to invite you to meet this time. My original intention was to explain to you the necessity of my actions and try to gain your understanding. But looking at your current attitude, this hope should be shattered..."

Asking for "forgiveness" for the assassination of the emperor in front of the emperor's trusted ministers? Lin You's words were simply a direct provocation.

But before the almost crazy Viscount Aiden could give an order, the boy opened his hands with his ten fingers slightly, without even using a magic wand, but just waved his fingers slightly, causing all the Nilfgaard soldiers - including the Viscount himself - to instantly become weak in their hands and feet, and in an instant the world turned upside down, with the whole person hung upside down in the air by an unknown force.

All I heard was the sound of "clangs and clanks", and weapons, whether crossbows or swords, fell to the ground.

Viscount Aiden looked at the two sorceresses in shock. They were his greatest and last hope at this moment.

But he only saw a despairing scene—the two sorceresses showed painful expressions on their faces, knelt on the ground, and seemed to have lost the ability to cast spells.

On the other hand, Lin You emptied the coffee pot leisurely.

The hot coffee was poured not far in front of the sorceress, stirring up a cloud of mist. The painful expressions of the two sorceresses suddenly intensified when they came into contact with the mist.

"The effect of the demon-blocking metal is indeed remarkable."

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