Count Stetsa was flipping through a document in his study.

A document on the Demon Hunter, Ran.

He had a pair of eye clips on his face.

These glasses are different from Lan's home world, they don't stand on the ears, but like a compass, they are clamped to the bridge of the nose by shrinking angles.

Frowning and taking off his glasses, the handsome and powerful middle-aged man muttered thoughtfully.

"Abnormal: This mutant is not normal"

For people like him, the things that the kingdom wants to know, they can always know in every detail.

Even outside the kingdom, with the intelligence system that Nilfgaard had given him, he always knew a rough idea.

Therefore, even if the order to gather intelligence was given in the morning, he was already given a "book" in the evening.

That's the details of Lanne.

This kind of operation efficiency, such action results, in the official intelligence organization of Temoria, belong to the top level of service.

And what Stesa has for its practicality is the official intelligence organization of Temoria.

In contrast to the speculations of many people who are far removed from politics, the truth in this world is often more complex and absurd.

The political conflict between Count Stessa and His Majesty the King is not as incompatible as most people think.

The fact is that both the counts and the kings are dependent on the bureaucratic system of the entire kingdom.

The conflict of political views between them did not lead the count to establish a separate administrative system to confront the king. What's the difference between that and splitting Temeria?

The power confrontation between them takes the form of a struggle for their own voice and control in various bureaucratic departments.

Of course, the bureaucracy should listen to the king, but the earl's inheritance rights, funds, and blood inheritance are all there.

The feudal kingdom could not ignore these things.

As a result, in Temeria's administrative system, there will always be departments that ignore each other, and even tear each other down and pull each other back.

Because in these departments, the proportion of the king's voice and the earl's voice is different.

Even within the same department, there will always be internal disagreements because of this.

The boss of the department is the king's man, but the second is the earl's man, what should his men do when dealing with Nilfgaard's affairs?

Do you really think that the boss can say a word and can handle the second child?

Since ancient times, has there been less boss who has been set aside by the second child?

In the end, you still have to pull out your own resources, backstage, and intelligence, and fight each other to fight each other.

Foltest was a great man, even Stetsa would admit it.

But Count Stysa also knew in his heart that he would not be suddenly killed by the king.

Because what he now represents is not only a force, but also a trend of thought.

A trend of thought that moves closer to a "more civilized and advanced" social system.

If you are still there, then the power brought by these trends of thought will be gathered around you, and it will be tangible and there is a way to deal with it.

As long as Foltest released the news of "suppressing Count Stessa" from time to time, then the people would think that the ideology itself was suppressed.

Erect a target so that the target represents a thought. And then the victory over this target is the victory over the invisible mind.

Foltest is very skilled at playing this technique.

But once he is gone, these currents of thought will spread uncontrollably because there is no one to lead them, and they will not be able to be simply attacked because they have no substance.

The people and forces that have been gathered by themselves, attracted by ideas, will also be scattered like stars throughout Temeria.

Becoming a "toxin" in the body of the giant Temeria, subtle, indistinguishable, but actually harmful.

It is precisely because of this peculiar but logical political ecology that Count Stetsa has the energy he has today.

In this magical Middle Ages, the relationship between those in power and their subordinates was still trustworthy.

In this world, there are companies and equity systems, but at the same time, there are also blood succession and oath of allegiance.

Count Stetsa used these social contracts to bind himself to the interests of his subordinates and build trust in each other.

One of the most important is the investment of real money in his subordinates.

Staisa is well aware of the importance of offspring to humanity.

Every year, he brings his subordinates and their families together.

During this period, he would reward every child who studied seriously almost extravagantly. Give them encouragement, give them tangible rewards, and promise them a future where they can make a difference if they succeed in their studies.

Studying law? All right! I'm just in the legal department to be able to insert someone!

Studying business? That's good! The Ministry of Commerce has recently been short of an intern.

Martial arts? That's even better! The proceeds of several villages have been allocated to you, just to become a knight who can cut through the battle array in armor!

He also severely reprimanded every subordinate heir who let himself go.

He will tell them that he has prepared him with an extremely bright position and relationship in the future, but if you don't get it because you can't get it, you deserve it!

At this time, the subordinates will watch their children with great pride and concern as he pays attention.

Every reward he gave elicited applause, and every harsh rebuke he elicited sighs.

Under the pitiful and pitiful gaze of their parents and the uncles and uncles around them, most of the children who do not learn and do not know how to learn will blush and then improve their spirits.

Then, these families of aristocrats and business owners will get closer to Stessa!

His bloodline, the rights he has now, the help he has received from the Nilfgaard Empire, these already unspeakably strong capitals under his operation, will only grow bigger and more unfathomable in the future!

It is precisely because of this that Count Stetsa was able to extract so much information from the mud pit of Willen's birds that don't.

And that's not all, more information is still on the way.

But the sheer number of them was enough to surprise him.

In the candlelight, Staisa contemplates a brief account of Ranne's experiences since his appearance.

His first appearance was when he was brought out of a farmhouse by a witcher.

Thin skin and tender meat, no setbacks, weakness.

Staisa can imagine between the lines the image of a young man in distress who originally lived a fairly good life.

Immediately after, he became a witcher, participated in the hunt for the witcher mentor, worked in Oredon, and encountered a cannibal case.

One event after another, briefly marked on a timeline, presented on paper.

At a cursory glance, it's not a big deal.

It's just that rumor has it that the witchers were trained in secret castles deep in the mountains, and then entered the civilized world to find work.

But this one seems to be improvised, teaching on the road.

The striking drama is nothing more.

But when these scattered events are paired with the timeline, things start to go berth.

This witcher named Rann went from being an amateur who couldn't even wield a sword to becoming a witcher who could single-handedly destroy a camp of armed thugs. How long did it take in total?!

Two months?!

"It's too fast, it's abnormally fast!"

There was surprise in Stesa's muttered tone, but more of a longing.

He wondered how this leap and bound, like a griffin, had been achieved.

Can it be reproduced? Can it be applied on a large scale?

"A witcher's potion?"

Since Staësa has decided to investigate Lanen, he naturally will not let go of the basic information of the witcher.

In this pile of information, there is a lot of information about the group of demon hunters.

The alchemy technique of witchers is something that even mages are curious about, and in the eyes of Count Stesa, it is naturally unique.

"But that's not right either. Can you advance alchemy to this point in less than two months? ”

He also has information about Boldon, and this is a barbarian who is not very proficient in alchemy.

Stetsa chuckled with interest.

If it was the reason for the potions, then Lan En was a person who was so talented in the field of alchemy that he was abnormal.

If it weren't for the potions. That Lane is an abnormal person throughout!

The Count pulled out a copy of the information, which was Ouriden's information.

Coincidentally, the nobleman who held the two-wheeled carriage race in Auriden was the Count of Steisar himself.

That village could be considered his own land.

According to the intelligence, the Witcher has a good relationship with the villagers in this village, and there is a lot of room for trouble.

I just died a good dog, so why not use this as a rein and domesticate an even more fierce one?

The Count's finger slid over the individual messages of the villagers.

But just as his fingers were about to slide over the village elder's head, a young voice burst out from behind him.

"Hah, aren't these my friends?"

Count Stessa's eyes widened uncontrollably in the sudden shock, and his pupils constricted.

The next moment - "bang"!

That noble and handsome face was pressed directly on the desk by the pressure from the back of the head!

The facial features were being squeezed, squeezed by a pair of big hands stained with blood.

A silver necklace of a roaring bear's head slowly lowered into the Count's restricted field of vision.

"Am I deeply honored to see the traces of my friends in the countryside of Willen in such a noble place, Lord Earl?"

The brothers are really fierce, a bit beyond imagination. The first order was in the early 3,000s, which was three times more than the 1,000 I expected. Cattle! (laughs.)

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