From Demon Hunter to Lord of the Empire

Chapter 123: The Sorceress Wants to Act (End)

These are two very beautiful women, but also two extremely powerful women.

One of them, dressed rigorously, black hair coiled into a classical bun, wearing a plain skirt, her face is cold, but she has a beautiful and even beautiful curve that cannot be covered by the dress, and the plain dress completely elevates her charm through contrast, making her proud, making her cold, and making people unable to look directly.

Tishaya de Veris, a senior sorceress, a member of the Order of Wizards, and now a warlock at the top of the world.

The other man, dressed in the standard style of a court sorcerer, dressed flamboyantly but without the conservatism of noble ladies and ladies. The top is sleeveless, low-cut, openworked, the skirt is tulle, translucent, lace, these designs use all means to show the beauty of the body; She has a lot of black onyx jewelry on her body, with pleasing long black hair and delicate makeup, which makes people itch and Tishaya next to her.

Filipa Hardhart, Advisor to the Royal Family of Rydania, a member of the Supreme Council of Warlocks, and a Senior Sorceress. Although she looks no more than thirty years old, there are rumors that she is more than three hundred years old.

In addition to these two ladies, there were three other male warlocks in the house.

This is a truly secret location in the Northern Kingdom, where the high-ranking members of the Warlocks gather for a real secret meeting.

Wigofortez wore a leather armor and sat at the top. He was the initiator of this meeting, and since leading the warlocks to victory in the Battle of Sodonshan, he had gained great prestige among the warlocks of the Northern Kingdom, and everyone was willing to give priority to his opinion on the war against Nifgaard.

“First of all, thank you very much for coming. Wigofortz said modestly, “I also regret that all ten members of the Wizards’ Guild and the Warlock Supreme Council were invited to this meeting, but only half of them were present. ”

Wigofortz said sadly: “We lost a lot of friends during this time. ”

The Wizards’ Guild and the Warlock Supreme Council combined had ten people, but only three men and two women attended the secret meeting.

“Heng Gedimidis’s body is inconvenient, while Francesca has other things to deal with. One man said, “Don’t talk as if everyone died on Mount Soden, they will definitely not be happy to hear your words.” ”

“Okay, okay. Wigofortz reluctantly accepted the correction, “Thanks for the reminder, Aalto. ”

The faceless warlock is called Alto Tranova, a member of the wizarding order, short and fat, belonging to the few male warlocks who are not good-looking.

“Let’s get straight to the point, Wigofortez. The last male sorcerer in the room spoke up, “I got here using three portals in a row from Tymoria, but not to listen to the chatter. ”

The warlock who spoke this time was named Fikat, one of the three royal advisers of Temoria along with Triss, who survived the Battle of Mount Soden, received praise for his bravery and is now the youngest member of the Supreme Council of Warlocks.

“Okay, okay,” Wigofertz said, “we have a lot to discuss today, and I’m sure you’re all prepared.” But before I do that, allow me to show my hospitality, after all, people come from afar, and now there is bad weather everywhere. ”

Wigofertz smiled gently, turned his head behind him and whispered, “Lydia, can you drive it?” Then I would like to entertain my guests with good ingredients and aged wine from Hidaris. ”

Lydia van Bradwater, Wigofertz’s assistant and personal secretary, walked out from behind the curtain like a phantom of nothingness, looking at the warlocks present with smiles in her eyes.

And the warlocks also knew this famous female assistant, and they all nodded to her.

Lydia clapped her hands, and two maids hurried forward. Their dresses rustled and they set up all kinds of cutlery on the table.

Finally, Lydia gracefully conjures a flame with her thumb and forefinger and lights the candle on the candlestick. Tishaya saw traces of oil paint on her hands. She took this to heart and prepared to wait for dinner before asking the young sorceress to see her latest work, knowing that Lydia was a gifted painter.

Dinner was held in silence. The stocky Aalto was unceremonious, and before the owner could speak, he cheekily took the glass bottle of red wine and reached for the food at the same time – and frequently.

Tishaya took small bites, and most of her energy was focused on the symmetrical arrangement of dishes, cutlery, and napkins—things that seemed to her to be still not neatly placed, to the detriment of her sense of organization and aesthetics.

Filipa drank restrainedly, and Wigofertez ate and drank even more restrained. As for Lydia, she didn’t even touch food and wine.

The golden and red candles flickered. Rain jingles against the stained window glass.

“The weather has been getting worse lately. Filipa suddenly spoke, “Fierce winds and torrential rains have appeared without warning. If it weren’t for that, Sintra, with Skelliger’s support, wouldn’t have been so defeated that we couldn’t react. ”

Wigofortz nodded regretfully, “If you really want to say so, that storm is really one of the turning points in the North. So that the current situation will be so unfavorable to us. ”

“Well, Wigofortez,” Aalto seemed to be finally full and began, but while he was also scouring his plate for fat and lean meat, “what do you think of the kings’ behavior?” We want to know your point of view. Tishaya and I were also interested. The Wizarding Society wants all members to be on the same page. If action is taken, we also want everyone to act in unison. ”

Wigofortz nodded and said, “Since I am the organizer, it is logical that I should start first: presumably everyone has recently heard about the public talks that the Northern Kingdom is preparing to hold?” ”

Naturally, there was nothing that the warlocks did not know.

Philiba said jokingly: “The kings decided to start talks, and they did not let us participate or let us help. They’d rather spend months on the road than use our portal. ”

Wigofortz nodded, “That’s right, it’s not good news. The kings began to think independently, they began to make their own plans without the advice of their advisers. In a short period of time, their level of thinking has risen from tactical to strategic. It is clear that not long ago in Soden, they would only gallop and shout attacks, and they could not even think of looking back to see if their men and horses had fallen behind, whether they had run in the wrong direction. ”

He lamented: “No king has asked our permission and will not ask for it again.” The kings don’t trust us anymore. ”

Feikat frowned and said: “Obviously, we were the first to see the threat of Nifgaard, and we also sent a large number of warlocks to fight Nifgaard, and we died a whole thirteen people!” If it weren’t for us, Nifgaard would have gone on a rampage in the North. ”

“There’s no way we can do it, Fikat. Felipa said coldly, “It is precisely because we have played such an important role that the kings are intimidated by us.” It just so happens that we have now lost a large number of members, so the kings have also begun to take back the rights that should have belonged to us. ”

“Good. Wigofertz nodded, “Thanks for Filipa’s summary, that’s exactly what I want to point out.” So today we have to figure out how to reverse this situation. IMHO-”

He looked around, taking in the warlocks’ reactions, and said slowly, “The Brotherhood is struggling with how to deal with the kings’ plans? This is unnecessary. Just ignore their plans. ”

“Sorry, what did you say? Aalto Aoto’s left hand holding the wine glass and the right hand holding the wine bottle stopped in the air, “Did I hear you right?” Do you want us to do nothing? Leave it to…”

“That’s already it. Wigofortz interrupted him, “No king has asked our permission, and will not ask again.” I repeat, we should pretend to know nothing. This is the only reasonable thing to do. ”

“You mean,” the stocky Aalto frowned, “we cooperate with them and take this dance down?” ”

“Yes, Aalto. Wigofortz looked at him, his eyes shining, “You have to dance this dance to their beat, or you’ll have to leave the dance floor.” Because the orchestra’s podium is so high that you can’t climb up and tell the musician to change the piece, you have to keep that in mind. If you think there is another solution, you are wrong. You mistake the reflection cast on the lake for the stars in the night sky. ”

The crowd bowed their heads and pondered Wigofortz’s suggestion. Although the warlocks participated in politics, they always only had the right to advise the king, allowing them to directly rebel against the kings? This is not how warlocks act.

“Then we do nothing, waiting for the king to marginalize us, waiting for Nifgaard to invade while we are weak? ”

“No, no, we don’t do nothing. “First of all, we need to replenish the personnel of the Wizarding Society and the Supreme Council of Warlocks, if even these two institutions are not fully staffed, then how can we manage the Warlock Brotherhood?” ”

There was no doubt about this suggestion, after all, in the face of such a grim situation, the Warlock Management Organization, which could only exert its general operational efficiency, was indeed a little stretched.

Only Tishaya, the female head of the School of Magic, added while straightening her lace sleeves: “But we are also rather scarce than abused, these two institutions represent the apex of warlocks. ”

As Tishaya straightened her sleeves, her attentive and elegant appearance attracted the attention of those on the side. Especially the stocky Aalto and the young Fikat.

“Of course, Tishaya, your advice is very helpful. Wigofortz smiled, “But I’m sure you won’t object to the next candidate: I want to recommend someone to join the Supreme Council of Warlocks: Yennefer of Wengeborg!” ”

When Wigofortz said this, his eyes shone with a different light. The warlock who didn’t know him might not notice it, but the perceptive Tishaya caught it.

Tishaya thought to herself: he was planning something.

A long time ago, Tishaya noticed that something was wrong with Wigofertez. The young wizard’s strength grew day by day, his brilliance overshadowed others, and his achievements and strength forced other warlocks to be faintly subordinate to him.

Even, Tishaya felt that this wizard was becoming more and more like a chess player when dealing with the affairs of the Northern Realm. What worries the female dean is that they don’t know anything about the rules of this chess game.

But what Wigofertez has done so far is beneficial to the North and the Warlocks, which makes her unable to find a reason not to cooperate with the other party.

The young Fikat did not know anything about the strange appearance of Wigofotez, and he quite agreed with Wigofotez’s proposal: “Yenneffer fought bravely in the battle of Soden Station, and almost paid the price of her eyes forever, her strength and seniority are enough.” ”

“But there is a problem. “We couldn’t find her, she disappeared after the fighting.” ”

The stocky Aalto scoffed, “Let such an irresponsible person join our organization? Don’t forget that Yennefer even abandoned the title of consultant in Wengberg and left his duties behind! ”

The young Fikat retorted: “But this time she is to save Triss, who we mistook for a sacrifice!” ”

Also a royal adviser to Temoria, it is clear that Ficate values Triss very much, and also has a good impression of Yennefer, who rescued Tris.

“That’s right. Wigofertz said happily, “So why can’t we trust Yennefer like this?” Fikat, did Triss say where Yennefer had gone after her return? ”

The young Fikat shook his head: “It seems that Kelmohan, one of the strongholds of that demon hunter, also carries Princess Hirilla of Sintra.” I remember that Yennefer was rumored to be close to a demon hunter, and now it seems that the rumor is true. ”

Aalto laughed gracelessly: “I also heard that for a while, she was very close to a demon hunter. If I’m not mistaken, his name is Geralt. It seems that they are not a dewy marriage, and Yennefer is quite emotional towards him… A demon hunter, ha, demon hunter! ”

Wigofortz laughed: “This is Yennefer’s private matter, and it has nothing to do with us. It’s just that her disappearance is really distressing, and she still takes the princess of Sintra with her… Shirela, that’s the name, right? ”

As Wigofortz spoke, Tishaya secretly observed.

Here, it’s this feeling, like the feeling of operating a chessboard. Tishaya secretly said in her heart, which of Fikat’s words caused Wigofotz to change? Is it Kelmohan, or the Demon Hunter, or Cirela of Sintra?

“Speaking of Sintra. Tishaya took the initiative to speak, “Recently, there was a new demon hunter there, the rumored long-dead Lann Lannister Rayanlun, does anyone remember?” ”

The stocky Aalto was very fond of Tishaya’s field: “Of course, before Sintra faintly held him as the first person of the young generation in the North, he suddenly died violently, but he didn’t expect that now he suddenly jumped out and became… Demon hunter, haha. ”

Aalto laughed contemptuously again.

Tishaya ignored Aalto at all, focusing on the changes in Wigofortez. In the same way, he also reacted to the name “Lan”, is there any necessary connection between these reactions?

Tishaya ignored Aalto, but some warlocks showed disgust at his reaction.

Filipa suddenly spoke up: “It was this ‘demon hunter’ who killed all the way from the royal capital of Sintra to Blochron, and also repelled Fryingira Vigo and scattered her so-called Nifgaard Warlock army. ”

The sorceress, who had not spoken much before, said: “I think this is an opportunity. Lannister is one of the heirs of the royal family, Princess Cirela is still young, and he has prestige, and his attitude towards warlocks is not bad. Sintra is in ruins, and we can support him. ”

“Huh? Support a demon hunter? The stocky Aalto exclaimed exaggeratedly, “When did we get to this point?” ”

Filipa said expressionlessly: “The kings of the Northern Realm have lost trust in us, but this demon hunter has gained the actual rule of a country, he is in a sense our kind, isn’t he?” I think it’s an inspiration for us to go forward. ”

The stocky Aalto twisted a large piece of Filipa’s exposed skin with his gaze and cried out louder: “What are you kidding, Filipa?” Say that the demon hunters are the same kind as us? And he just gathered a group of refugees! Which country has the right to rule? ”

In the face of the male sorcerer’s yelling, Philippa pierced him mercilessly, and she mocked expressionlessly: “If you look down on the demon hunter so much, why did you go to the magic library of the Kellsiren in the first place?” Are you just jealous and jealous, or do Lannister’s victories against Vigo make you feel a sense of crisis? ”

Aalto slammed the table and stood up, starting to chatter and arguing with Filiba.

Of course, it wasn’t so much a quarrel as Aalto’s one-sided arguing, and Philippa just stood on coldly. After a long time when he was tired of shouting, everyone continued to discuss.

Unlike Aalto, the young Fikat had a good impression of Rann: “Lannister’s support for the warlock is obvious, and he is the opposite of Caranther. He saved Triss, and I heard that he also unearthed a promising magic apprentice, and asked Triss to bring him to follow you as an apprentice? ”

Fikat turned towards Wigofertz as he said this, and by the way, all eyes moved to him.

“That’s right, but that apprentice’s qualifications are not as good as you think. Wigofortz nodded generously, “I plan to let him spend more than ten years consolidating his knowledge, familiarizing himself with experiments, and then slowly cultivating him, and maybe he can become a royal adviser in Sintra in the future.” ”

After answering this question, Wigofertez looked at Tishaya expectantly: “Tishaya, among the people present, you are the one who knows Yennefer the best, can you locate her?” ”

Tishaya shook her head: “Yennefer carries with her an amulet made of gems, metals, and crystals, which are enough to shield any psychic visitation. As long as Yenneffer didn’t want anyone to know where she was, no one would find her. ”

And here it came again, a feeling, although he concealed it well, but he was very disappointed that he could not find Yennefer, more than usual. Tishaya felt it, but she didn’t know why.

“If you can’t find Yennefer. The young Fikat suggested, “I think Triss is not bad, she fought heroically in the battle of Mount Soden…”

Wigofortz refused: “Triss is still too young, let her be a supporter of Sintra, isn’t that what you want?” And I think she’s enjoying it herself. ”

At this moment, everyone had basically finished eating, and Wigofortz’s assistant Lydia brought the maid over to clean up the mess and add wine to everyone.

“Thank you, Lydia. Tishaya said softly, looking at Lydia, who had never made a sound, and sighed.

Lydia is a beautiful warlock and a superb painter, and in the glorious gallery of the Academy of Magic of Eritusa hangs a landscape painting of Lydia, depicting Lord’s Craignan’s meeting with Laura Dorren.

It is a pity that such a beauty, a painter, once participated in an experiment to study ancient cemetery crafts on the recommendation of Wigofortz. Those crafts were accompanied by curses, so Lydia paid the price of severe burns, broken jaws, and mutations in the throat area.

There were five warlocks involved in the experiment, except for Lydia, three died on the spot, and the fourth lost both eyes and hands, and then went crazy.

Afterwards, Lydia has been resisting the regeneration spell to regenerate skin and flesh and blood, only using illusions to maintain her normal appearance, she loses the ability to speak, and only uses telepathy as her only means of communication. It was also from that time that she truly became a shadow of Wigofertez.

A male apprentice whom Tishaya had never seen before followed the maids in and helped clean up the dishes.

Because she was an unfamiliar face and her temperament was too incompatible with those servants, Tishaya couldn’t help but look at it twice more until the apprentice was taken away by Lydia.

It’s weird, a lot of places have become weird. Tishaya began to tidy the lace at her cuffs again, she tried to think hard, but she couldn’t see what was wrong.

…………

At night, the Royal Palace of Redania.

The portal opened in mid-air, and the figure of Felipa Hardhart appeared from inside.

It was late at night, but instead of hurrying to rest, she walked over to the magic connector made of crystal and gemstones on the side, and chanted words in her mouth.

The invisible magic fluctuations rippled, and a figure gradually became solidified from illusory and projected in front of Filiba.

Maverick short hair, proud and stubborn eyes, a court sorceress dressed, turned out to be Fryingira Weige.

One of the supreme speakers of the Northern Warlock was actually connected with the Nifgaard sorceress, and if others knew, I was afraid that it would be shocking to the jaw.

“How? Am I right? Upon seeing Filipa, Fryingira Viggo couldn’t wait to say, “There must be something wrong with Wigofertez!” ”

Philiba said lightly: “His biggest problem is that he has a close relationship with you, although now I am the same.” ”

After speaking, without waiting for Fryingira to taunt her, Philippa continued: “But Wigofortz does hide a lot of things, he reacts abnormally to Princess Cirela and Lannister, he has more demands, but he hides from us. ”

Philippa reasoned: “Or, his demands will hurt us, so hide it; Either he can get a lot out of it, so he doesn’t want us to know what to get out of it. ”

Philippa thought quietly for a while, then looked up and drank the wine in her glass.

She turned to Fryingira and asked, “Is that Lann really as good as you say?” ”

The short-haired sorceress put it truly: “He used fire magic. Or maybe his magic seal is more powerful than fire magic—then this problem is even greater. ”

Filipa nodded and said, “In that case, I will contact him at the right time.” ”

Fryingira was curious, “What do you want to do?” ”

At this time, Philippa finally smiled, it was a beautiful smile, it was a confident smile, it was a smile that all careerists could agree with.

“Whether it’s the North, Nifgaard, or the Demon Hunter, none of this matters. I am connecting with you because we have similar philosophies. ”

She poured a glass of Towsaint wine at the table and walked around her workbench full of bent neck bottles, crucibles, test tubes, crystals, and many magical utensils, and walked slowly to her bookshelf.

“We all agree that magic is above all else, and I also believe that warlocks who have mastered magic should have more to offer than they do now. ”

Philippa looked at the front of the bookshelf for a moment and took out two tomes.

“If you describe it correctly, then this Lann of Sintra may really be higher than the Demon Hunter, or even higher than the average Warlock…”

Filipa said categorically, “We’ll need him.” ”

The moonlight shone and slightly illuminated the covers of the two old tomes in her hand, revealing the names written in the ancient language, “Aen Hen Ichaer” and “Aen Ithlinnespeath.”

(End of chapter)