Chapter 1436 1408. Rebellion
Just now, with the help of surprise attacks and magic-blocking gold equipment, a few people worked together to defeat the Redanian soldiers of an archmage.
Now it's almost like the creeping wheat has been blown down by a gust of wind.
Dijkstra's face was still facing Geralt, and the sudden change happened right next to him.
Soldiers wearing full armor were like rag dolls, flying past him with the sound of wind, and crashed into the wall of the luxurious corridor of Arethusa.
The collision between the armor parts of the body and the wall produced a noisy sound of "dinging, banging, banging", as well as the muffled hum of humans.
Because the distance was so short, Dijkstra couldn't even tell how many people were flying past him.
Geralt looked around, moved away from Dijkstra, and moved out of the way.
Now there is only a wall in front of the spy chief.
The heavy footsteps behind him were approaching.
The oppressive feeling was like stepping on Dijkstra's heart.
“.” Dijkstra sighed and shook his head, then turned around, “Philippa said that you should be dismissed tonight. But obviously, she was wrong.”
Lane, who had already put on [Smaug], with his solid and thick armor, and his own body, stood like a terrifying golem in front of Dijkstra.
The cat's eyes that shone slightly in the darkness looked down at him.
At this time, the spy chief truly felt what it felt like to have this legendary figure standing in front of him, who was no longer in a relaxed state and began to tense up.
The soldiers who were knocked away by the muffled sound were not dead, or even seriously injured, but they were huddled in the corner, looking behind them with panic-stricken eyes like rabbits.
When Vizmir asked him to come over to assist Philippa, he specifically asked him not to bring those soldiers who had participated in the Battle of Soden Mountain.
He was so funny at the time that he just thought it was making a fuss out of a molehill.
Now, who is the funny one?
Dijkstra is thinking in a mess.
"I didn't do anything cruel to you." Lan En looked down at him calmly, "It's because you seemed to be really just arresting people just now, and didn't mean to take advantage of the chaos to kill people."
"Now , It’s time, Dijkstra.”
“Your action has already begun, and there is no turning back. So tell me, you are really just clearing out the wizards. The faction of Nilfgaard in the south? "
" Think about it before you answer, Dijkstra. "
"Because I want to remind you, first of all, this is Aretuza. It symbolizes the power and status of the wizards. Generally speaking, the king is only qualified to live in the Luoxia Palace on the ground floor, and you are starting to take action here."
The young demon hunter tilted his head, and just this expressionless movement made the spy chief's heart beat three points faster.
"There are a lot of people who want to cause trouble for me tonight, so I won't be very patient in dealing with it. Do you understand?"
"Completely understand." Dijkstra said with difficulty. Opened his mouth, "Sir."
"But I want to correct one thing: those The wizards are not the so-called 'Southern Friendly Faction', they are out-and-out traitors, and we will see the evidence soon!"
The spy leader lifted him up and hit him at his feet. The soldier, who was out of breath due to the impact on his lungs, answered cautiously.
"That is to say, you still have no evidence."
"Position, as well as the interpersonal relationships." Dijkstra said calmly, "Before the evidence is obtained, enough traces can already be seen Now is a critical moment, we must do things first and then talk about the evidence.”
For a spy chief who works in intelligence, Lan En does believe that he has this level.
But having this level does not mean that what Tissaya and the others are worried about does not exist: without evidence, who does he say is a traitor? Isn’t this how we all purge dissidents? Philippa Earhart didn't have that great of a reputation.
“Why didn’t you communicate with me beforehand.”
This remains the biggest problem.
If this group of people is really just planning for the war between the north and the south that is about to escalate to the extreme again, they must first carry out internal purges.
Then there is no reason to ignore Lan En and not inform him!
His conflict with the Nilfgaard Empire is well known, and there is absolutely no possibility of peace.
"I have this idea, but Philippa said she can let you Get busy tonight. By the time you come back from your work, we will have finished it here.”
Dijkstra seems to be a bit honest now.
"At the risk of irritating me, just this sentence is unclear and has no plan at all?"
Lan En still remained skeptical.
But he remained skeptical, and so did others.
Dijkstra took a deep breath and looked at Lan En.
The small eyes on that fleshy face were looking at him critically.
"Because. With all due respect, you can't be trusted, my lord."
"This era is no longer the past. 'Be aware that the era of swords and axes is approaching, the era of contempt. It's already here."
"In these days, who can believe who? You sent Nilfgaard's tens of thousands of troops, so what if you did it in front of Emhyr's mother? He couldn't wait to send his lover to your bed!"
" These days, everything has a price, so what if Emhyr destroyed Cintra? There are no Cintra people among these warlocks?”
"What is their status in the north? What is their status in the south?"
"Isn't it the same? As long as the money is in place and benefits are promised, they can forget what the north has given them and run to the south in one breath. To flatter Emhyr? People call this 'when people go up, water flows down'."
Finally, this one. Vizmir's spy looked at Lan En coldly: "You think you and Nilfgaard have already made their hostility clear, but it's ugly to say that. Who knows what you are like in private?"
"What if, I mean what if the price Emhyr offers you is enough to erase the conflicts and feuds between you?"
Trust.
One of the rarest things in the world is that some people can even cut out their own hearts and stomachs, but they still can't win the trust of others.
Because people tend to believe things they want to believe. Just like Dijkstra now.
He feels that most people have a price, and as long as someone can afford the price, there is nothing that cannot be negotiated. So he felt that Lan En was also such a person.
But what he doesn’t know, or doesn’t believe, is that there are some people and things that cannot be discussed.
Lan En, who had been listening to his answer silently, suddenly sighed.
“That’s why there are always people like you, reminding me where I am now, Dijkstra.”
The young demon hunter had an imperceptible tone in his tone. lonely.
But Dijkstra breathed a sigh of relief. From this sentence, he could not quite hear the murderous intention.
Lane is still angry and dissatisfied with their actions in Arethusa, but if the purpose of their actions is indeed as pure as he claimed, then the lesson Lann taught him will not at least be in the future. Starting at such a critical time.
Coup, rebellion. The key is to seize the time! Catch your opponent off guard!
“Geralt, get out of here.”
Lane tilted his head to the side at his old friend.
"It will be chaotic tonight, stay with Yennefer. Ciri Tisaya needs her help and should be heading to Gastang Palace now, so don't worry."
Geralt was now fully aware of what was going to happen tonight, and he walked directly towards the way he came from without stopping.
And Dijkstra, who was passed by him, no longer looked at him.
"Yennefer and I are not worried, we will also go to the Gastang Palace."
Geralt said as he hurried away without looking back.
Lan En turned his head and looked at the spy chief with a humble expression.
"Put away that fake and ridiculous expression. From now on, you must be with me. I will supervise your every move."
"I hope you can do the same thing as before, only arrest and not take more violent actions, do you understand?"
At this point, Lan En couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
"Damn it! I obviously wouldn't object to what you are doing! But you just kept it secret, and now it's like this!"
Dijkstra put away that expression. , although he still deliberately kept several meters away from Lan En because of his heart palpitations, he still doubted the witcher.
And he also knew that the demon hunter still doubted him. The complaint just now might even be a test.
Knowing who is the enemy and who is the friend has always been a difficult problem.
Only powerful power has limited effect. The drama of a brainless strong man being coaxed and tricked into turning around and killing his allies, not to mention young people of the new era like Lan En who are interested in history.
Even Dijkstra can recount many examples that happened in the history of this magical medieval period.
The Redanian soldiers, who were not seriously injured, followed Dijkstra, like wilted radish seedlings under Lan En's supervision.
There is no trace of the boldness and proficiency in the sudden attack and subduing of an archmage just now.
They walked for a while and arrived at a crossroads where corridors met. The magic candlelight here was also extinguished, leaving only the cold light of the magic light ball, illuminating the gorgeous vaults and walls.
This place is full of Redanians and wizards. Redcliffe from the Supreme Council of Warlocks and Sabina are all here at this time, and they have also changed out of their banquet attire. Wearing gray casual clothes.
It seems that they distinguish themselves from enemies by their clothes.
By the time Lan En saw a group of Redanian soldiers coming, it looked like there had been a quarrel here.
Tissaya also changed out of her complicated dress into a daily dress. She was glaring at Philippa with her chest rising and falling violently.
"We will go to the Gastang Palace, Teacher Tisaya." Philippa's face was cold and hard, but she still did not mean that she was lacking in confidence at all. She was simply speaking righteously, "Everyone, including the traitors we arrested, including Vigo Fortz will go."
"We did the right thing, and we will prove it in public at the Palace of Gastang!"
"Keira, find Dorregaray and Kaduin , take them also to the Gastang Palace, we want to let Xi. Only by knowing our actions and results can we gain more support in future wars."
"You said you did the right thing. "It's something?" Disaya said with a hint of sarcasm, "Yes." Do you mean to use the opportunity of the summit to gather together for you to arrest people? "
"To what extent have the political rights and independent status of the warlocks of the Talents and Skills Association and the Supreme Council of Warlocks been trampled by you today? !”
"Take the king's lackeys to arrest people in Aretusari, do you know what you are doing?!"
"I know." Philippa replied firmly, "But I will not back down. ”
At this moment, the figures of Dijkstra and Lan came out of the shadows in the distance.
Among the warlocks present, those in gray clothes immediately jumped up as if their hair had exploded.
But other warlocks who seemed not to be part of the participants, but just witnesses who were called, saw Lan En, who felt oppressed even when passing by, but he was only a little nervous subconsciously. , no more reactions.
Among the many warlocks, Philippa's expression was the most serious and obvious.
"You seem to think that I should be very busy tonight?"
Lan En said as he walked towards Tisaya without any hesitation.
"I" Philippa's lips twitched, "I did arrange a little trouble for you, but I promise, those things are just trouble."
"But Since you're still here and you didn't kill our dear Dijkstra, I think you can be trusted, Lane. Well, Dijkstra, take your people and get out of Aretuza, there's no need here. They did.”
Just now, Tissaya angrily scolded Philipba for summoning the king's lackeys to walk in Arethusa, but Philipba did not give in.
But now, just by turning her head, the sorceress immediately sent away the group of Redanian soldiers.
But Lan frowned and looked at Philippa Earhart, as if he wanted to see the slightest bit of something wrong on her face.
"Only for trouble?" the witcher suddenly asked, "Are you serious, Philippa?"
(End of this chapter)