Chapter 634 636. Warlocks
This camp occupies a large area, and the interior decoration is so luxurious that it would be considered top-notch even in the palace of the Northern Kingdom.
Alto Terranova, a member of the Society of Talents and Skills, even used illusions to create many handsome men and beautiful women to serve as waiters.
The dim and ambiguous tones and lights make this place not like a military camp about to be fought, but like the famous Cleopatra in Novigrad.
By the way, that's the name of a high-end brothel next to St. Gregory's Bridge.
The warlocks had to maintain their luxurious living standards even in the military camp, which made the soldiers and officers resentful.
This can be regarded as one of the reasons why the battle is imminent.
Foltest vaguely felt that if these warlocks and the now tense sergeants were allowed to continue to stimulate each other, they might be in trouble before they even met the Nilfgaardians. .
Francesca sat in the shadow of the candlelight and did not respond to Tisaya. Instead, she looked at her up and down with strange eyes.
This look made Tissaya feel uncomfortable and squirmed in her seat.
She laughed dryly: "Why are you looking at me like that, old friend?"
Francesca still didn't speak, looking at the other person motionlessly, but just handed the wine glass to her mouth and took a sip. .
"You are bold now, Margarita."
The Elf Archmage suddenly said.
“How dare you play with your illusions in front of so many powerful wizards? It’s a good thing that everyone is dizzy under the pressure of the war, otherwise your secret would be exposed on the first day here. ”
'Tisaya's face suddenly stiffened, and then she leaned forward and got close to Francesca, who was sitting not far away.
“What did you say?”
Francesca took another sip of Dongzhidong red wine in the glass.
“I said: The last time we fought side by side was not three hundred years ago, but the Falga rebellion more than a hundred years ago.”
“And on the small table in front of us There is a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses. I arranged them in an unsymmetrical and unattractive way, but you didn’t even look at them from beginning to end, let alone arrange them. Do you want me to continue?”
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'Tisaya', or Margarita's body suddenly felt deflated.
She let out a long breath, and then the chest of Tisaya's light blue dress was stretched high and tight.
Francesca watched this scene with interest.
"Tisaya's clothes are a bit tight. Isn't it hard to breathe in? Although Tisaya's figure is also good, it's still a bit compared to you."
Since I'm in Frances The secret was exposed in front of Ka, so Margarita simply stopped pretending.
She nestled comfortably into the cashmere-covered chair. Except for still pressing her teacher's face, her figure was no longer covered up.
Disha's elegant long skirt was too tight on the chest and hips, revealing thrilling curves.
"You still want to talk about this now? It seems that you are not nervous at all about this war?"
Margarita is also familiar with Francesca, so she talks to her Even more casual than talking to the teacher.
The Elf Archmage pushed a strand of blond hair behind her pointed ears and said calmly.
"I have seen humans carry out more crazy massacres than they do now, and the Nilfgaardians don't scare me."
This obviously refers to the systematic massacre of elves by humans.
Margarita shook her head, not prepared to say anything more on this matter. "Since the Nilfgaardians didn't scare you, why did you come here to get involved? Many people here were scared, so they came to help without hesitation, such as Triss and Yennefer. Others I owe you a favor to Vigefortz, so come and help him stand up. "
"Wigefortz took the initiative to find me, in order to let him stand. I took action, he made an interesting offer, and I agreed.”
Margarita heard that Francesca was unwilling to discuss the specific conditions in detail, so she stopped asking.
Wizards are people with a lot of secrets.
Secret experimental projects, secret partnerships, secret bank accounts are too numerous to mention.
But she doesn’t want to delve into it, but it doesn’t mean that the other party doesn’t want to.
“Now that you’ve finished talking about me, let’s talk about you. Why did you come here to wade into the muddy water?”
Francesca looked up and down at Margarita, who was facing Tissaya but had her own figure.
" Aretuza made his position clear? No, if that's the case, you should come here with your own face instead. After all, you are the current dean, and you are more representative. Not Tissaya This sorceress who has resigned and joined the Talents and Skills Association"
The Elf Archmage guessed, but then denied herself.
Margarita was also holding a wine glass and touched her cheek with the rim of the glass.
"You are right, so this face and I do not represent Aretuza. 'Tishaya' entered the battlefield as a member of the Talent and Skills Association."
"And where is her student, Margarita?"
"And her students are still sitting in Aretussa in this crazy and chaotic situation, protecting every girl who explores magic. Safety and freedom. This is the benefit of having two great mages in one academy, isn’t it?” It seems that you don't want to say why you came, but it doesn't matter. After this meat grinder-like battle begins, no one will care about these things."
"I'm just a little surprised. There are things in the world other than your students that would make you abandon your stable and luxurious life and go to war. I remember that you are very content and not very courageous.”
Margarita did not refute Francesca's evaluation of her, but just smiled and said: "Although I am still scared, I have to do something."
According to the clerk's record, 'Tisha Ya' joined the military camp of the Northern Allied Forces two days ago. This famous archmage gave everyone a boost of morale.
On the same day, the Archmage interviewed King Foltest, seemingly to find information about a certain person.
But in the end, the Archmage just held a piece of information about the recently famous guerrillas and remained silent.
And later, he left his tent in the military camp to express his participation in the battle.
The addition of a well-known archmage not only inspired countless mortal soldiers, but also had a good response among the wizards who were already in place.
Warlocks such as Triss, Yennefer, [Coral] Rita Nied, etc. who graduated from Aretusa and later served the royal families of various northern kingdoms visited one after another.
Under the pressure of war getting closer and closer, everyone's anxiety and fear can even be seen at a glance.
They are now seeking any spiritual comfort within reach.
At this moment, their spirits are not braver than ordinary people because they resonate with the magic of chaos.
Everyone is like a death row prisoner who has been sentenced and is just waiting for the execution date.
On the morning three days later, the time for ‘execution’ finally arrived.
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(End of this chapter)