Count Princeslav Stessa.

What should we say about this noble gentleman?

He was King of Temeria, a cousin of Foltest.

With a good bloodline, he has a handsome appearance.

But less than 1 percent of the reasons why 9 out of 9 women in Temoria want to climb into his bed and conceive his child is that the face is true.

Face is not comparable to power and money.

Far from comparable.

And in these two aspects, the Earl is in the limelight.

This root is related to Foltest's blood, but it is not big.

An open secret in the King's administration was that Count Stetsa was a well-established pro-Nilphogaard representative.

It is incompatible with King Foltest's "wariness of the Southern Empire" in this respect.

Maybe it's because of the experience of traveling when I was young, or maybe it's because of the various books I brought back from the south during my travels.

In short, whenever the count spoke of that strange empire in the south of the continent, it was as if he were talking about his long-lost homeland.

"Advanced system," "people's inventive creativity," "people's fine moral character," and "tremendous potential" are all words he often mentioned.

Although according to people familiar with the matter, his trip to the south was only half a year.

But as far as political tendencies are concerned, let alone half a year, even if you haven't been there for a day, as long as you say those words above, it is enough to serve as a banner.

It is impossible to get all the people of a country to be of one mind.

Foltest gathered a group of people who recognized him.

Then the successive remarks of the Count of Stesa will naturally gather together those in the country who are inclined to be friendly with Nilfgaard.

If it had been more than ten years ago, this would have been of little use.

However, with the recent strength of the Nilfgaard Empire in international trade and economy, there is also the military power of annexing the coastal country of Ebin into a province.

The number of merchants, manor owners, and officials who were friendly to the Nilfgaard Empire naturally grew larger.

So much so that now, it has become a force to be reckoned with in Temeria.

To what extent should it not be ignored?

At least our Temerian royal advisor, the powerful Triss. After hearing this name, he gasped and was speechless for a long time.

She was supposed to be a power-player in the country, but in front of the name, she acted less like a player and more like a pawn.

"Go back to Erethusa, Lanne."

Back in the tavern of Dark Waters, Ryan holds a glass of Caldwin Stout and communicates with Triss through the conical crystal.

Although they had not met for a long time, Triss was already very aware of Lanen's personality and determination.

But even so, in her spitting sentences, she persuaded Lan En to let go.

"Kayla and I are still amazed by the sheer amount of influence our opponents are under investigation, and how much control we can do with intelligence. But if all of this had happened to Prislav Stesa, then Kayla and I would have had no doubt about the predicament we were experiencing. ”

"Lan, the other party's forces. Very strong! ”

Triss solemnly emphasized again.

"It's the kind of strong who can even command the city defense army in Vijma as long as the direction of transfer is not the palace, and he is only reprimanded by the king afterwards! Can you understand?! ”

"Since ancient times, kings have been the most suspicious and ruthless of human beings! Facing a cousin who can exert influence on the city defenses, Foltest is only 'reprimanded' because he cares about family affection. It's because he knows that once the other party is really moved, then the impact on Temeria will be absolutely unbearable! ”

Triss struggled to make it clear to Rann that the character they were involved in was anything but an easy convict.

Even if Foltest came back from the game and sat back on the chair in the palace of Virgina, he couldn't!

The law is powerless in the face of such a hierarchy of power.

There is a high probability that the guillotine cut off by the law will not fall on these people.

Unlike Triss's anxious, panicked and frantic mood, Lanne's tone was the same as the Caldwin stout he was holding in his hand.

It's like a cold calm coming out of the basement.

"So, you're suggesting I save myself and watch that juggling goggle continue his disgusting business?"

“.” Triss's words froze, and after a long time, she lowered her voice and spoke.

"Even if it's a king, there's a lot of things you can't do, Lan."

"Even the Erethusa Academy is built on the soil of Temeria."

"In this world, no one can live as much as they want."

"Understood," Lan said calmly, taking a sip of the cool dark beer.

"Ling and Kayla, stay in the palace for this time."

"What?" Triss was a little unresponsive at first, but then when she thought it through, she was shocked.

"Lann, what do you want to do!?"

"Keep doing my job and collect debts for Margarita and Erethusa. After all, I took the money, didn't I? ”

"Don't be kidding! No normal person would do a job that would die for money! No! ”

"That's what I'm happy about."

"What did you say?"

Triss couldn't believe her ears.

Until Rann repeated it again lightly.

"I'm happy. When I cut off the head of the Earl, I thought I would be very happy. Feel good. It's like drinking a glass of cold rye vodka on a hot day. ”

"You, you"

Triss was overwhelmed by such words.

She had seen Assassins for money, Assassins for fame, and even Assassins who had to work for the safety of their families.

But I haven't seen an assassin who just wants to make himself comfortable and is about to die!

Yes, wanting to kill Count Stetsa, this act is defined by Triss as "sending to death".

"So be it, Triss. I have had a great time in contact with you in the past few days. My actions don't involve you or Kayla, and I don't have anything to do with Erethusa. Seriously, I didn't do this for any of this. Now is it a return to the basics? Ha ha. ”

With that, Lan En's hand left the conical crystal.

He drank the cold beer in his hand, and the wooden wine glass "clanged" on the table.

"Whew-comfortable!"

Starting from Willen, Lan En saw the difficulty of survival there, although he also saw the bad customs of the people there and the rampant discrimination.

But it was there that he gained the friendship of a village and met many kind families.

He also witnessed the innocent and helpless children in the camp, most of whom he saved, but still a small number were taken away.

Now, let him turn back because the enemy is strong?

Let's be honest.

No way.

I don't know if it's because Lan En is such a person, or because of the influence of genetic seeds, anyway, in the midst of anger, fearlessness, resoluteness, and other emotions, there is still a high-spirited mood bursting out.

He was excited.

He began to feel irritation.

"Man, how long is the fastest time to get from here to Vigema?"

Rising from his seat, he threw a silver coin out as he returned his glass, and Rann greeted the bartender.

"Half a day is enough for a boat."

"yes, it's fast." The thin lips under the hood curled up in satisfaction.

Now, I have your name, Lord Earl

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