Chapter 1221 1203 Ideal Idol


Chapter 1221 1203. Ideal Idol

Peasant riots can almost be called ‘Aedian characteristics’.

The country relies heavily on agriculture and their climate ensures that they always have good harvests.

But even though there is enough food in the world for everyone, hunger cannot be completely eliminated.

Because in most cases, the cause of hunger is no longer simply ‘insufficient food production’.

The nobles of Aedirn saw the huge profits from the grain trade and began to seize these profits long ago.

This has made Aden a major food-producing country in the north known for its fertility, but at the same time, the farmers in the territory did not enjoy low-priced food.

This obviously caused dissatisfaction among the farmers, and peasant riots occurred one after another.

But the nobles and kings of Aedirn obviously calculated the pros and cons -

It was much more cost-effective to suppress the rebellion than to share the profits with the peasants.

So let the farmers be in chaos, it has nothing to do with the overall situation anyway.

Over time, not only the people of Aedirn became accustomed to it, but also the other northern kingdoms.

Peasant riots are Aedian's internal affairs. If other countries take the opportunity to intervene, it may arouse the greatest vigilance and greatest unity among the Aedian nobles.

But as Lan En hinted: since it is an internal matter, then even if a city is occupied by farmers mixed with non-human races. This should also be a completely internal matter, right? ?

We cannot label the non-human races and peasant rioters as 'cooperating with the Nilfgaardians', otherwise they will not be able to enter a state of wanton war. At any rate, we still have to give some perspective and influence.

This is what is called ‘room for maneuver’.

Various information collected intentionally or unintentionally through various channels, the grasp of human nature and people's hearts, and the insight and application of tacit political unspoken rules.

Lan En fully And he can use his knowledge and talents freely.

The Emperor's Children's diplomatic and political acumen are unquestionable. Lan En's own educational experience also laid a solid foundation for his political vision.

Understanding Aedirn's own situation and its political understanding with surrounding countries was no more difficult for him than opening a cork in a wine bottle.

After analyzing the situation in the country of Aden, he easily and accurately deduced that as the friction between Nilfgaard and the north intensifies, the inner uneasiness of the farmers in Aden will definitely expand in parallel with the growing outflow of food. .

Even beyond all previous times.

Other countries are preparing for war, so they need to stockpile grain. The nobles of Aedirn took this opportunity to increase the export of grain, just to make money and fill their pockets.

Who in their right mind would not panic after seeing this? But just being flustered is of no use.

So in Aedirn, a large wave of peasant uprisings were smoldering in granaries in the fields and countryside, waiting for the day when they could no longer be suppressed.

In the one-eyed elf's remaining eye, the light of hope is getting brighter and brighter.

On the other hand, Sakia's eyes were filled with worry and sadness.

She learned from Lan En that peasant riots might happen and many people would die, but she couldn't change anything.

Good people will always be sad about this.

Lan En glanced at her from the corner of his eye.

But she will soon learn that she can't change everything.

"Come and lead us! Lan En!"

Iorveth suddenly stood up from the campfire excitedly. The fierceness of his movements scared the unicorn who lowered his head to eat the special rations. A jump.

But the elf himself didn't notice it at all. He looked at the witcher with a firm gaze that could even be called fiery.

Margarita swore that if this was not a male elf, she felt that the look in his eyes was almost the same as when the apprentices in Aretusari looked at Lan En.

"Your position, your ideas, and your strength! All these can lead us to support this vision!"

But facing Iorveth's eager gaze, Lan En pondered for a while. Then he shook his head.

“No.”

He refused.

“I do hope to build my ideal system, and you do need a unique leader, but that leader is not me. I cannot stand on the bright side and lead the entire process.”

"Why!?"

"Because I have more important work."

Iorveth's eager inquiry received a calm answer.

Lan En looked at him calmly.

“I also hope that you can be treated fairly and justly, but to be honest, Iorveth, compared with the work I am currently busy with, your matters are not of great importance.”< br>


"If you don't want to see that kind of thing running around in a few months or a few years."

Without saying anything clearly, Lan just raised his chin towards the other side of the elven ruins.

Behind the broken marble blocks and overgrown vegetation, there is the cold corpse of the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

The one-eyed elf also frowned tightly when he heard this.

The management and concealment of the rift where the celestial sphere meets is the agreement between Lan En and the lady in the lake.

Although there is usually no trouble, it seems peaceful.

But once something goes wrong in that rift, it will definitely not be a small incident. Just like the Dino Rex that's lying there now, it's hard to say whether it has anything to do with the fissure guarded by the Lady in the Lake.

After all, that rift once connected the world where the New Continent is located.

“For my work, I must not be in front of the stage all the time. And a leader whose whereabouts are uncertain and who cannot show up for a long time will not bring stable development to the organization, but a sense of uncertainty and panic. .”

"This has nothing to do with ability or ideas, but everything to do with time."

Lan En's words are so solid that it is impossible to refute.

Then, Iorveth frowned hesitantly. He first looked at Lan En's face, and then followed Lan En's gaze and turned his head to Sakia.

Hesitation, understanding, acceptance.

A series of expression changes appeared on the one-eyed elf's face.

At this time, Sakia looked around a little belatedly.

"You mean." She pointed to herself in confusion, "Me?"

"The essence is a green dragon in human form, and there is absolutely no favoritism in its stance. But even if It might be better to hide the true dragon's identity from the public. You can represent the position of equal coexistence between humans and non-human races and win the broadest human support for us!"

Iofee! As he talked, Si actually became excited.

"Moreover, there is nothing better than a suitable leader to lead the people to stand up and resist injustice." Lan En added with a smile. "Especially someone like a young girl famous for her miraculous prowess on the battlefield."

"From Joan of Arc to the infamous Falga, they are all proof."

I don't know if I am seeing that my ideal is getting closer to reality, Iorveth's picture The face that was too cold to look like an elf actually showed a relaxed and cheerful smile like a bard.

As an elf, he seemed to be able to play musical instruments and vocal music. He was speaking in a story-telling tone.

“What is interesting is that all these heroines not only have leadership qualities, but also have outstanding looks.”

“Women with slanted eyes, missing teeth, and acne scars on their faces are often difficult to call. Men go through life and death with her.”

"And look at you, Saskia!"

Iorveth raised his hand towards the injured body of the female warrior with encouragement.

“Dark gold and black hair, smooth skin, thick eyebrows, big eyes and pretty lips, plump breasts, round waist and hips, and amazing curves!”

“This beauty is unrivaled in the world. There is no one on board”

“Bang~”

Before the one-eyed elf could finish his "unparalleled" praise, the bonfire among the group of people suddenly jumped up as if a spoonful of oil had been poured on it.

Flannel Ball, who was originally sitting by the campfire and listened ignorantly, was so frightened that he jumped up a little.

The elf blinked his remaining eye and did not turn around to look at the sorceress who was playing with her hair as if it had nothing to do with her. Instead, she continued very smoothly.

“This beauty is almost comparable to that of the noble and wise sorceresses in the world!”

The fire did not respond this time.

"In other words, this is the ideal idol to lead uprisings and riots!"

"If a beautiful female buttocks is given as a suitable inducement to a man, he may create miracles under this inducement!"< br>
“Without such an ass leading the way, the freedom fighter’s thoughts turn back to the harvest time, his own woman, and the half-full glass of bad beer in the village tavern.”< br>
Sakia tilted her head and patted her thigh with her innocent right hand as a sign of applause.

"Well said, Iorveth. This speech about the ideal riot idol is almost as wonderful as your previous discussion of 'The role of human sexual desire in social evolution'."
< br>

Sakia is not shy about compliments on her body, and is very generous about it.

But after finishing speaking, she still frowned.

“But there is still a problem. I also hope to build an ideal city where life is equal, but as you said, I have no experience at all. I don’t know what to do.”
< br> Before Iorveth, who was the most impatient, could speak, Lan En sipped the wine glass in his hand and said.

“I will give you help and guidance. I just can’t be a stable leader because of time constraints, but I can still do things for this vision.”

"Actually, this vision has been approved by me, which is equivalent to being approved by the Ember Knights."

"The Ember Knights will also contribute to this."

Io Faith waved her hands excitedly.

"Ha! The famous Ember Knights!"

During the mountain road attack during the day, it was precisely because Siward's team included ten honorary swordsmen of the Ember Knights. , so that it was not suddenly destroyed by a sudden attack.

During the day, the Ember Knights still have the blood of the Scoia'tael on their hands.

But at night, Iorveth could only be happy that these knights were indeed as powerful as the rumors.

It’s not that he doesn’t care about the lives in his team, he just knows better that if he wants the non-human races in the future not to be forced to fight like them, there must be a choice.

(End of this chapter)

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