Chapter 554 555. Arethusa’s position
“In other words, Nilfgaard really invaded Cintra?”
In the Dean’s Office of Arethusa Inside, Lan sat on the cashmere bench where Margarita would lie down when she was relaxing, and asked the sorceress sitting behind the desk.
Lan En had just arrived here at this time, but as soon as he entered the door and didn't see Margarita lying on the cashmere bench fishing, he already had a bad feeling in his heart.
Then his eyes turned, and when he saw Margarita sitting behind the desk, carefully reviewing and correcting the administrative documents of the college one by one, he knew that something big had happened. .
There are very few sorceresses who don't pay attention to their image. Even someone like Tissaya, who is already considered an outlier in their group, only has obsessive-compulsive habits that prevent her from catering to these young people.
To put it simply, sorceresses have messy hair and clothes. It must be carefully designed to arouse other people's desires and make people salivate.
And Margarita is the best among sorceresses, whether it is her natural appearance or her later appearance.
But now, the sorceress behind the desk really showed a sloppy look of exhaustion and overuse of her brain.
Lan En was very shocked by this. After all, Margarita was a woman who dressed herself carefully before and after going to bed. He knew this very well.
"How long have you not rested?"
The witcher asked worriedly.
“From the time the results of the Battle of Manada came to the present.”
Margarita put down her quill stiffly, wiped her face with her hand, and sighed. .
This kind of action that would mess up the makeup was something she would never do before even if a knife was placed on her neck.
"It's been seven days, and now I suspect that my pee smells like the energy potion! Damn it!"
The sorceress, who has always been elegant and calm, now looks so crazy that she swears, Lan En can only Saw it in the original cannibal camp.
"What happened to the war?"
Margarita's groggy mind made her think for a while before giving Lan En a definite answer.
"The rumors are correct. All the main forces of Cintra were defeated by the Nilfgaardians at Manada. King Ister Tursek died on the spot, and Calanthe retreated to Cin Terra City. Relying on the city wall and the enchanted gate, she must have been holding on for four days now, and it will be the fifth day soon.”
Already advanced to the city of Sintra?
Lan En estimated in his heart.
The Nilfgaard Empire's troops are indeed fast and strong. It's quite worthy of the Nilfgaardian's proud look.
"How did those Nilfgaardian troops treat Manada's defeated soldiers?"
Lan tilted his head and asked Margarita a question that seemed very jumpy. question.
But this question is important because it reflects the behavior of the Nilfgaardian army.
If they left a large number of prisoners of Sintra, it means that they attach great importance to the post-war peace talks, and therefore they will not make absolute mistakes in many things and keep the bottom line.
But Margarita’s words disappointed Lan En.
“I don’t know, dear. Well, I don’t know.”
“Only a few decades ago, the existence of the Nilfgaardian Empire itself was limited to the most learned, We know too little about them and have too little surrounding them."
"According to information from Redania's most powerful spy chief, the Nilfgaardians had already deployed an army there that was several times larger than the main force of Cintra before the Battle of Manada began. However, our forces here The intelligence didn’t even know when they gathered! That’s why Calanthe led the people to rush in!”
“Not to mention the placement of prisoners in the army? Confidential."
As she spoke, Margarita rested her elbows on the desk, spread her palms outward, and sneered.
“Let us pray to Meritelli and the Lady of the Lake who caught you doing your work. Pray that the Nilfgaardians will be as civilized and kind as they say in their propaganda.”< br>
Lan turned his head and looked at Margarita for a while.
She wasn't even in the mood to cover her dark circles with magic cream.
Suddenly, Lan stood up from the cashmere bench, walked behind the desk, and put his hand on Margarita's shoulder. This action made the sorceress' body suddenly freeze.
“You need to rest, Rita.”
After a brief stiffness, Margarita put her arm around Lan En’s waist and leaned against his armor superior.
Regardless of the fact that she had previously scolded the armor for being too hard and too awkward.
“Huh~ but I can’t rest, honey.”
After taking a deep breath, Margarita’s tone became calm and rational, just like the swearing and complaining before They are all magical illusions.
"The college and the students still need me. They need me to continue working."
"The sudden outbreak of the war made all the people in power in the entire north nervous, and they couldn't wait to Combine all forces to launch the strongest counterattack! If there is any tendency or inappropriateness in Aretuza's diplomatic language at this time, we will be ruthlessly involved."
"I can't let my students be coerced by the words of those in power, seduced by the power and money they promise, and then run into the meat grinder with their heads covered!"
"Wizards should pursue magic and Progress."
Margarita's tone seemed to be expounding some kind of declaration.
“We should not waste our strength in ordinary people’s rights struggles and wars. Even if my students really want to take this risk, they should make a move after rational consideration and thinking. . ”
This is Margarita’s persistence.
She cares about this college and its students.
God knows why this bold, fiery, lazy and extravagant sorceress has such a sense of responsibility, but she does.
“Tissaya hasn’t come back yet?”
“She is dealing with local affairs in the palace of Kevir, but she told me that she will try her best to come back as soon as possible.”
“I understand”
Lan En whispered.
"Then let me do it, you go and rest."
"What did you say?" Margarita raised her head and looked up in surprise at the taller man than the last time they met. Lan En.
"Administrative writing and diplomatic writing, right?"
Lan said as he began to sort out the piles of texts on Margarita's table.
The sorceress was surprised to find that these text files, which she had placed in a disorderly manner because of exhaustion, and that only she could find the rules for, were becoming neat and orderly at a very fast speed!
The extremely smooth movements almost made Margarita think Lan En was playing around.
But occasionally a few documents that she had corrected were revealed, showing that Lan En's handling was indeed based on the rules.
"Find me a sturdy chair that I can sit on, and then you can go to sleep."
Lan took over the quill in Margarita's hand. It looked very compact in his hand.
"If you're not worried, you can simply proofread it tomorrow."
Mentos began to enter the copywriting state in his mind.
In countless [Memory Dives], the experience of the Emperor's Children in governing planets and completing star system-level deployment and notifications has been sorted out, providing Lan En with the smoothest and safest decisions to make. Verbal expression.
In fact, to complete these copywriting tasks with Margarita's intention of "prioritizing staying still and not expressing her opinion", for Lan -
He actually felt that Margarita It's pretty rough to do these 'simple' jobs.
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(End of this chapter)