Chapter 442 441. Rumors
"In Cintra, women have never had the right to inherit. Only men can."
Calanthe said calmly.
Lan En is now standing behind her, unable to see her face. But inexplicably, Lan En felt that this calm tone was full of sarcasm and unwillingness.
“This is a law that has been passed down from ancient times, and it will never change. I have tried to make changes, but until now I can make a knight of Cintra die for me without hesitation on the battlefield, but I can’t Let him say a word for me at court and on this law.”
Lan En remained silent.
This situation is not abnormal, it can even be said to be logical.
Because a person's identity and position are the result of the overlap of many parties, a knight who can die for his lord on the battlefield can certainly be called loyal and brave.
But at the same time, as a member of the aristocratic class, this knight must maintain the legal dominance and interpretation power of his class.
Both of these things can make him give up his life for them.
"Rognar's demon spirit just resents you for not giving him a son. This doesn't seem to affect your relationship with the current king. After all, you two have not shown a desire for children."
Young The person said calmly.
But this statement caused a burst of ridicule from the queen.
“Stop pretending, Lan, for the sake of the plague and smallpox. Can you see the current political situation clearly, but not understand the real power of the rumors? When is the content of the rumors themselves? Is it important? As long as the process of spreading is long enough and bizarre enough, who wouldn’t want to listen?”
After laughing, Calanthe’s voice cooled down.
"Now, a saying has begun to spread in the streets and fields of Sintra, a vicious saying. Do you want to hear it, an outsider?"
In fact, she didn't look at Lan En at all. reaction, he started talking to himself.
“They said: Calanthe originally married Roggnar and made the prince of Ebin the king of Cintra not because of love at all, but because he looked stupid and easy to control. Calanthe doesn't want the nobles in the country to interfere with her life, because they only regard her as the next king's queen. What she really wants is to become the supreme ruler of this country."
"Ambitious." Lan En made a very calm evaluation after listening, "But ambitious is not a derogatory term for the royal family."
"If it only ends here, that's certainly not bad. But a good 'rumor' must be full of twists and turns and make the listeners scratch their heads. ”
Calanthe also smiled.
“I was pregnant three times, but I only gave birth to my first daughter, Ciri’s mother, Pavetta. The other two were miscarriages. So they said: Calanthe wanted to have a baby very much. She had a son so that she could become the regent and queen mother in the future, but the two miscarriages made her realize that she would never be able to have children again, and all her plans came to nothing. This is the fate of a woman, a ravaged belly. Her ambition is higher than the sky."
"Oh, don't worry, this pitiful experience is also the prelude to rumors. Their knives are usually buried in the final stage of rumors."
"Rogna couldn't accept the severance of his bloodline, so he began to pursue other young princesses, as long as their buttocks were big and fertile, preferably from a family with many children starting from their great-great-grandmother. Calanthe found that his status was wavering. Every meal and every glass of wine contains death, and every hunt may end in an unfortunate accident.”
Calanthe’s smile at this moment was not only full of sarcasm, but also as if it was a hunter. As cold as ice.
"So, there is a lot of evidence suggesting that the Lioness of Sintra decided to take the initiative, and Rogner died. The kingdom was experiencing smallpox at that time, and the king's death did not surprise anyone."
"That's it. , a vicious rumor took shape."
Lan En suddenly felt that his lips were a little dry, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick them. "In other words, they shaped you into a poisoner and husband-killer?"
The witcher shook his head: "The Skellige people can't stand this. , if this crime is proven, then even if your current husband still supports you, it is hard to say how much support he can attract in the islands.”
"Yes, Lan En, your political sensitivity surprised me again."
The queen praised without being sad or happy.
"Slandering me is only secondary, because they know that I don't care at all. But if it can create a rift between me and the islanders on the islands, that would be gratifying."
"I am with You are saying this not because you want your pity. What use is the pity of a demon hunter? Even if you are a famous [Hunter Lord], I just want to tell you that now, even in the city of Sintra, My family and I are not safe either.”
“Jackals and tigers are looking around us, ready to take a bite at any time. Xili. Whether it is her inheritance or her age, these factors have led to. I want her to leave this dangerous situation for a while.”
There was a brief silence as Lan En digested the current situation.
The princess of a country in the Middle Ages was entrusted to the care of hunters, farmers and the like. He had always thought that this was a vulgar plot that only existed in fairy tales.
But now, this plot was placed in front of him logically and logically.
“Why a demon hunter, Your Majesty?”
Lan leaned on the trunk of the big tree and tilted his head and asked.
"You have investigated us, and you should know that if you want to become a demon hunter, you will experience some things that are definitely not beautiful."
"Yes, the trial of green grass. That kind of cruel magical mutation, your What is the average survival rate? Four out of ten? Three out of ten? My source can only tell you this."
Calanthe said it calmly, as if he didn't care at all. The concept behind these numbers.
In order to let her understand that these numbers were made by living people, Lan En could not help but respond in a more serious tone.
"Three out of ten, Your Majesty. Only three out of ten children can survive, and the rest are miserable."
"What the hell! Are only trials dangerous? Only future witchers will take risks? Life is full of dangers, Lan. Life is also dominated by variables: accidents, illness, war."
Calanthe issued Sneered disdainfully.
"Just like my children, born and unborn. Of the three, only one survived! Although I don't have a degree in mathematics, my ordinary knowledge is enough for me to make a judgment: This is better than yours. How good is three-tenths?"
"They still had trouble in my belly, the Queen of Cintra! I got it in one day during my pregnancy! The care and expenses are comparable to half a life of an ordinary farmer! But if my child should be aborted, wouldn’t it be aborted?”
“Stop lamenting the risks you have experienced,” she complained, “This is not true. It doesn't matter what happened to you, I can clearly see what kind of person you have become. If I was sure that Pavetta's child would become like you, I wouldn't hesitate for a moment, Blue. Well!”
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