Chapter 781 763. Goodbye King
“Anything goes, Master.”
Taller opened his arms, as if to show his determination to tolerate everything.
“Even if you wet the bed when you were a child, or what kind of woman’s underwear you took out for the first time. It doesn’t matter, as long as it’s about you.”
“The unknown is scary, and the unknown is scary. You should know the nature of your job and work experience.”
"I don't expect to get any key information from you. I just hope to know more about you and pass this understanding on to the idiots above me, so that they will be less afraid and resistant. This is very important to me." Hello everyone."
"It sounds like you are still a patriot?"
Lan En, who was somewhat used to this man's bad mouth, nodded noncommittally.
"Oh, I'm such a fucking patriot. After all, in a kingdom, everyone can't be so nasty and shallow, right?"
If someone else said that , then Lan En probably felt that the other party was talking nonsense.
But look at Taller now.
This is an intelligence chief who usually hides behind the curtain, but now this intelligence chief has never seen Lan En with his own eyes, and all the information is based on hearsay. , came to the Dark Water in person.
And made the whole village look like this.
What if Lan En's temper is a little grumpier?
What if he happens to be in a bad mood when he comes here?
This is a [Silver-haired Demon] (as the Nilfgaardians call him) who can run rampant on a battlefield where large armies are intertwined.
But Taller still sat here and started chatting with Lan En.
This act is similar to putting the tip of a knife to his throat to show sincerity. It is difficult to tell whether he really cares about his own life.
People who put their own lives second are always rare and can do great things.
So even though the man in front of him used curse words in every word, Lan En actually felt that he was indeed a patriot.
"You guys want to know my life, and that's okay. I have nothing to hide, and I have nothing to be taboo about. But..."
Lan En propped his chin on the back of his hand and tilted his head as he said.
"You still want to know my preferences for the opposite sex. Seriously, the margarita will burn you."
The early summer sun shines in from the window of the tavern, and the dust is It was flying like an elf under the beam of light, and Lan En's silver hair and eerily beautiful side face were illuminated by the sunlight.
Taller does a much better job than most in this stunning scene.
His eyes often drifted to the side uncontrollably, and his words were stuttering.
"I, we will select candidates who will not be violent even if you are the dean, master."
"Believe me, you just need to relax and let me know. Secondly, God, my king will give his daughter a bunch of courses and hire a bunch of teachers, just to make her become the person you describe."
"Naturally, without any abruptness. Not at all out of place. It’s like she was born that way.”
Lan looked at Taller with interest.
"Is this how you arranged your king? I remember that Foltest cared about Princess Yada, right? But in your mouth, you seem to be a pimp now."
"I am just a rough guy. Man, please forgive me. And my king." Taller waved his hand.
"If he hadn't learned to forgive me, he wouldn't still be using me now, right?"
"There's nothing wrong with being a pimp. In my opinion, Isn’t the marriage between the princess and the prince arranged by the pimp?”
“We have never met each other before the marriage, and we have never slept together. We just agreed on the terms and swore an oath under the statue. There is no difference in trading. And I can guarantee that there are quite a few princesses who want to negotiate this kind of 'deal' with you."
After saying that, Taller started selling like a pimp. He leaned close to Lan En and whispered in Lan En's ear: "If you ask me, Princess Yada is really good. Although you have heard her story about the 'Vampire Bird' before, I won't say more."
“Her experience sounds impressive, but isn’t she lifted from the curse now? She is a beautiful and sexy princess again. And because of that experience, she is quite wild now. If she is good at this, then It must be very exciting.”
Lan En looked at him speechlessly the whole time until his voice gradually trailed off.
"Taller, if you don't take care of your shit-spewing mouth, I will whip it for you!"
In the tavern, the rest of the crowd had been invited out unknowingly.
Afterwards, following Lan En’s line of sight, a familiar voice came from the door of the tavern.
There was a crashing sound of clothes and armor walking.
A man with a serious face and a cloth hat walked in the door first.
Vernon Roche, the King's loyal guard.
And there is only one person who can stand in front and open the way.
The king who had met Lan En in this tavern appeared here again.
Foltest, King of Temeria.
This time he was wearing a light fitting outfit, not a hunting suit mixed with mail and leather armor.
It seems that Lan En's record and legend did not make the king change his attitude.
He patted Taller's shoulder gently, then sat down on the stool on the other side of Lan En.
Three people sat at a bar.
Roche naturally took over the position of the tavern owner and served as the bartender, pouring a glass of Kaedwen stout for the newly seated Foltest.
“You still have chaos magic in your body, did you use teleportation?”
Lan En didn’t even look at his necklace, but he could feel it trembling slightly.
"I remember, didn't you unplug the teleportation anchor in this area? Or did Margarita do it herself."
"In order to ensure our agreement, that is, I will not enter Vizima without permission. "
"The agreement is void." Foltest took a sip of the cold Kaedwen stout in the cup and wiped the hops from his lips.
"Before, I was worried about people with ulterior motives using your name and means. But now, you have proven that your level cannot be measured by an 'individual'."
" Ser Lane of Cintra, we now basically regard you as a foreign force that can determine the direction of the war.”
"And now, it's okay if you have contact with ordinary people in Vizima, but if someone with ulterior motives approaches you."
Foltest smacked his lips, as if he was savoring the taste in his mouth. The taste of dark beer.
"Then I can directly issue an arrest warrant in the name of 'unauthorized contact with foreign armed forces' in accordance with Temeria's laws, and no one can fart in front of me."< br>
After speaking, Foltest raised his cup towards Lan En.
"Vezima welcomes you, ser."
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(End of this chapter)