Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1390 1362. Complete nonsense

"He has lived too long. He doesn't have to worry about it. Time will help him cover up all those records."

"In short, the result now is: he was suddenly cured of his heart disease in Aretusa. After he recovered, he came out happily and joked about the pain he had endured before."

At this point, Vizmir frowned regretfully: "How come I didn't notice it before? The quality of students at Ban Ade College has been known to plummet for so long, but I have never doubted the reason for his lack of energy. "

Henselt next to him glanced coldly at Vizmir.

"Don't hit me here again, Vizmir. We have to discuss a result today!"

On the surface, Vizmir regretted his negligence, but Ben Ard Academy was in Kaedwen.

Those dropouts who have been purged from Ban Ader College over the years were all taken away and trained by Kaedwen's intelligence agency at the school gate to become magical agents.

When Vizmir said he was negligent, wouldn't Henselt be blind?

"Anyway, his heart is already healed. Is there anyone in the world who can dig out that healthy heart from his chest?"

"You're right, his heart disease has been cured." Vizmir stopped insisting, "But after all, he has just recovered from a serious illness. So having said that, he has always been indifferent to the affairs of the Wizarding Association, just in name. It’s just a platform. I usually attend the banquet.”

"Now that his heart disease is cured, he seems to be focusing on cultivating students. He doesn't get involved in the struggle for power. And like Ms. Tissaya de Veris, even if he wants to get involved, it's mostly impossible. It’s out of step with the times.”

"So let's talk about it."

"So when it comes down to it, it's still Wilgefortz!" Foltest revealed Vizmir's unfinished thoughts without hesitation. "Wilgefortz!"

Also unabashed was his anger.

"The power of this wizard is too great! I am already very annoyed by being subject to the plans of Wilgefortz and the Wizarding Council! Especially these plans, which I am neither familiar with nor understand! They are all secretly planned by the wizards themselves. It’s a dirty thing.”

"But there are still ways to work around it."

Foltest said while controlling his anger.

"Gentlemen, what if the Nilfgaardians make the first move? For example, invade Dol Angora? Attack Aedirn and Lyria? We can arrange to tell them directly and fake a small provocation."

"The Nilfgaardian border troops made a small uncontrolled crossing of the border. By the time a fight actually breaks out, this matter will be so chaotic that it will be impossible to investigate."

"Of course, we will take decisive action, and we will receive the sympathy and support of everyone, including the understanding of Wigefortz and all members of the Wizarding Council."

"By the time Emhyr gets news from the distant Golden Tower City and turns his attention, it will be too late!"

"There are now a large number of Sintra remnants and refugees. Under the banner of Marshal Visekid of Sintra, they gather and live near Brugg. They never want to return to the homeland they were expelled from and the country that was burned."

"There are eight thousand armed Cintra men among them. Is there any better vanguard than this?"

"They look forward to going home every day. They are not afraid of death, they are just afraid that it will be meaningless when they die."

"All they need is a signal to fight, a battle cry with follow-up support and plans, that's enough!"

"Screaming is the second priority." Miwei said calmly, "The main thing is to have follow-up support and plans."

She hit the nail on the head as always.

"Emhyr has eight thousand people on the border who can be mobilized at will. Vesekid's troops wouldn't even make a splash if they hit them."

Demavi held up a beer glass and drank while talking, his voice echoed by being muffled in the glass.

"Isn't there Lan En from Cintra? Let him."

"Are you sure you want to let him out of the battle immediately?" Suddenly, the originally calm queen turned around and asked sharply. "Are you sure you want this initial small conflict to suddenly escalate the intensity of the war?"

Demavi stopped talking, but Miwei was still questioning him.

"Are you sure? Do you still remember the way your soldiers, my soldiers, and all of our soldiers looked at him after the Battle of Soden Mountain?"

"It's unimaginable, Demavi. Do you want to see the eyes of your soldiers willing to kneel to others in front of you again? Don't you think you are not angry enough?"

"Mevi is right." Henselt said in a deep voice, "In fact, it would be best if we could not use Cintra's Lan En this time. Anyway, I am really trembling in my heart."

"Visegid's troops are not strong enough." Miwei turned back, brushed off the problem, and continued to talk about the topic just now, "Unless we actually show our intention to support and a complete plan, he won't Let your own people die."

"And more importantly, Visekid is still waiting for the lion cubs of Cintra." "Calanthe's granddaughter escaped the massacre, and some people claimed to have seen such a person in the refugee group. But then, she mysteriously disappeared."

"The people of Cintra have been looking for her, they need royal blood to sit on the throne they will take back. Calanthe's blood."

Miwei emphasized.

"It's all nonsense." Foltest frowned, "It has been more than two years since the end of the war. If there is no news about the child, he is basically dead in this world."

"We can also forget those baseless delusions. Calanthe and her bloodline no longer exist. Cintra will never be able to return to what it was like before the lioness was alive. Of course, these words cannot be said to those in Cintra. "

"In other words, you plan to send the Cintra guerrillas to die?" Miwe narrowed her eyes, "Let them go to the front line, but don't tell them that even if Cintra is reborn, they will only become your vassal. country?"

"Do you want us to attack Cintra for your benefit? Foltest, you just took Soden and Brugg into your hands in the last war, and sharpened your minions in Verden. Now Targeting Cintra, right?"

"Admit it, Foltest," Henselt snapped, "Is this why you slapped us?"

"Nonsense." The Temerian king shook his head indifferently. "You seem to be talking about me as a careerist and conqueror who dreams of building an empire."

"Soden and Brugg are in my hands? The king of Soden is my mother's half-brother. After his death, the kingdom of Soden handed over the crown to his relatives, that is, me. This is legal and righteous. Is there anything wrong with it? Blood is thicker than water!”

"King Vincelav of Bruges paid tribute to me, but he was still the master of a country. He did this just because he was frightened. After all, on a clear day, he could even see the black arrows floating on the barrels of guns on the other side from the top of the city wall. Gold sun flag!”

"It's best this way." Miwe said as if it had nothing to do with her. "The royal family of Cintra has no blood relationship with you. If they are not related by blood, they will not accept the status of a vassal state."

"Yes." Vizmir responded, "Cintra must be a free country, free and strong. It can become a steel gate against Nilfgaard, not a scorched earth!"

"How is it possible to rebuild a Cintra like that?" Foltest snorted, "Their royal family is dead!"

"But no matter what, the people of Cintra will not accept an outsider sitting on the throne." Mewe laughed, "Neither can a foreign regent. Forcible rule will only lead to betrayal."

"Vesekid will still be the vanguard by then, but at that time, he will receive assistance from Emperor Emhyr of the Southern Empire."

"Emhyr will say the same thing as you did just now at the war meeting: let the Sintra people be the vanguard. This time they will fight the Yankees."

"He knows, Meevi." Vizmir smiled disdainfully at the side, "Foltest knew it very well. That's why he went to such great lengths to find the lion cubs in Cintra. You still don't understand. Is it? Blood is thicker than water."

"The crown can be obtained through intermarriage, it is a fertile girl, just force her to marry"

"Are you crazy?!" King Temeria was almost so angry that his lips twitched, "The lion cub is dead! I didn't send anyone to look for her at all! Even if she was still alive, I... I wouldn't do anything to a little girl. Interested in forcing her to do that kind of thing!”

"You don't have to force it." Miwei showed a charming smile, "You are a king, and you are young, tall and handsome, my relative. There are many women who want to spread their legs and get pregnant with your child. The lion cub is just a little girl. , it’s easy for her to settle, isn’t it?”

"This is his plan." Demavi laughed out loud. "When we start attacking the south bank of the Yaruga River after our hard work, he will find the girl at that time, win her heart, and make her pregnant."

"Then Cintra stood again, and the pregnant girl sat on the throne. The blood inherited from Calanthe was pure. Not only a queen, but also a king."

Foltest's face turned white and red with anger: "The nonsense you are talking about here is meaningless!"

"In my opinion, it means a lot!" Vizmir said coldly, "Because I know, Henselt knows, and you know that someone is eagerly looking for that girl. Foltest, that person Who is it?”

"Vesekid, a native of Cintra." The Temerian king crossed his arms, "Do you still need to think about this?"

"No, it's not them." Vizmir denied it without stopping for a moment, "It's someone else!"

"That man leaves corpses wherever he goes. He will not hesitate to bribe, blackmail, torture, or silence. Let me ask, which one of your subordinates has a man named Riens?"

The old king turned his head around, looking at the expressions of others, but finally nodded himself.

"Okay, I can tell from your expressions that you either really don't know about this, or you just don't want to admit it. The result is the same."

"Then let me remind you again: someone is looking for Calanthe's bloodline, and the way he searches is so violent that it makes people uneasy. I want to ask, who is looking for her?"

"We made a painstaking plan to capture Sintra. But after the victory, where will this kingdom go? Don't let people who don't know the details come out halfway and eat everything."