The Divine Hunter Chapter 10: Contact
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Vizima Palace.
The luxurious and exquisite crystal magic lamp sheds dreamy light.
In front of a rectangular table covered with a complicated and elegant patterned tablecloth.
Foltest, with a crown on his head and a red cloak, sat in the main seat. His strong muscles bulged under his white shirt, his back straight, and he looked extremely energetic.
He held his chin with one hand and tapped the table gently with the other.
Under a head of thick short brown hair, the hard-lined face is gloomy and tangled, with many hazes looming in the bright eyes, and there are still some untreated green stubble on the chin.
Another woman wearing a white dress, with bright and narrow eyes, a straight nose, and sharp lips took a sip of tea,
"What are your plans? A report has been sent back from Mount Amer. There are definitely more than 20,000 troops stationed in Nilfgaard, and they are still increasing... Moreover, the goddess's prophecy is consistent with that of Consultant Keira. A diary is enough to prove that one Cintra cannot fill its belly."
"If we sit idly by and allow Nilfgaard to attack and capture Cintra."
Yada tightened her pretty face and said worriedly,
"It can use that natural port as a stronghold to launch a probing attack on your territory on the north bank of the Yaruga River!"
"For the sake of the whole kingdom, you should consider it as soon as possible!"
"Yada, what did I tell you before? Nilfgaard is very ambitious, and Temeria is not the only one who is threatened. Aedirn is also in crisis. I have sent someone to Demavi Send a warning letter and wait for his reply before we make a decision."
The king showed a charming smile to his daughter, and the smile quickly faded, "Try to mention your goddess in front of me as little as possible in the future. I respect the foresight she has shown, and I am grateful that she is willing to tell me the prophecy regardless of the past. But Tai Moria and Vizima don't belong to her, do you understand?"
"I have given her enough compensation - the Vizima Lake area. She can preach unimpeded in the surrounding villages, as long as it does not violate the law and public morality, but only within this area, and must not expand outwards. Don’t try to enter Vizima City either. This is my bottom line, don’t cross it.”
"Of course, if the goddess is willing to help Temeria intervene in this war, that is another matter."
"I understand." Princess Temeria sighed. Ms. Vivian would never rashly join the war. She changed the subject, "But you only contacted one Aedirn? Kaedwin, Redani No notice? Only by uniting all the forces in the north can we compete with Nilfgaard's army!"
"Yada, don't spend all your time on religious matters. You are a princess, and you should also have some political sensitivity." Foltest crossed his hands in front of his chest, and supported his chin with the back of his hands like an arch bridge. , with a hint of caution, "The exact strength of Nilfgaard's military has not yet been verified..."
"If your goddess's prophecy comes true and it captures Sintra in a devastating manner... We don't need to remind you that Vizmir II and Henselt will naturally send large armies to help!" The king changed his words and his face became gloomy,
"But if the strength shown by Nilfgaard is not crushing, but shows a little difficulty, and cannot make the whole North feel a huge threat...then our nightmare is coming."
"Temeria will become a living shield. While Nilfgaard is marching north... we must also be careful of Redania and Kadwin stabbing each other in the back, especially Kadwin, whose King Henselt, who is outstanding in martial arts, is really not a man of his word."
Yada’s pretty face tightened and she pondered for a while.
"So, they can't be counted on in a short time?"
"We can give it a try," Foltest stared at his daughter and shook his head slightly disappointedly, "I have already asked Triss and Kayla, consultants, to contact Philippa Eilhardt in Redania. , and Sabine Grievesig of Kaedwen..."
"The Warlock Association's position is to unite the entire north to drive away the invaders. After all, 'noble status' spellcasters prefer to be partners of the Royal Council rather than servants who can't help themselves in life and death."
"These two powerful consultants will probably help with advice."
Yada curled up her red hair at the temples and pursed her thin lips,
"If the other three countries are short-sighted and refuse to send troops, will Temeria support Cintra?"
"The goddess sent you to persuade me?"
"This is my own idea..." Yada twisted her slender fingers into a ball, "I always have an uneasy feeling, and I will never let Nilfgaard succeed."
Foltest clenched his fists. In the past, he didn't know much about the enemy and could deceive himself. But now, if he continues to sit back and ignore them, he will become an out-and-out coward.
After all, Cintra is almost at its feet. If it suffers disaster, Temeria will bear the brunt.
"I will help, for the sake of Temeria, and for the reputation of the entire kingdom...but we have to wait patiently." Voltest said concisely, "wait for Cintra to come to the door and make an exchange of interests. ."
"According to the worst plan, all the reinforcements we sent will be lost, and Cintra will make compensation in advance."
"But haven't you already declined a meeting invitation?"
"Believe me, there will be a second wave of envoys. Calanthe and East are already standing on the edge of the cliff, with no way out!"
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"This is——"
The villa next to Vizima Palace is a boudoir with dark red sheets, gauze and curtains.
Wearing a blue silk tube top dress with star dots, Triss Merigold, whose red hair was neatly tied back on her head, gently stroked the telescope.
The bright yellow magical light flashed on the prismatic mirror.
Immediately afterwards, the aqua blue light curtain lit up, and a female sorcerer leaned against her cheek. Her facial features had a masculine hardness, her jaws were slightly wider, her eyes, nose, and mouth were smaller than others. The sorceress is somewhat unremarkable, with black hair tied into two braids hanging down over her shoulders, and a white lace collar standing from her shoulders to the back of her neck.
Wearing a light and tight brown leather skirt, she boldly exposed her arms, broad mind, and plump figure.
She stared at the liaison in front of the telescope with bright eyes.
"Wow, my little Triss, you finally remembered me," Philippa gave the sorceress a kiss in the air, her black eyes filled with aggressive passion, "How were you doing in Vizima? Are you still used to life there?"
"Ms. Philippa, it's nice to see you and thank you for your concern." Triss sat behind the dimly lit table and smiled softly at her, with a hint of fear in her eyes. "I'm fine. Good..."
"I caught you, little Triss..." Philippa laughed, her white teeth flashing between her lips painted with bright lipstick, "I'm not a man-eating monster, please don't use that Look at me...You should understand that I never force anyone, everyone enjoys it and gets what they want."
"And the past is in the past, unless someone wants to relive the old dream, haha!" She brushed her hand boldly across the delicate skin on her chest and chuckled, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, tell me why you're here. !"
Triss then patted her hot cheeks, her chest rose and fell, and she made a clear movement of exhaling, "His Majesty Foltest asked me to contact you... mainly about the affairs over Mount Amer. Military situation."
"I have heard a little bit, and I heard that those people from the south are coming in a menacing way." Philippa tapped her chin with her index finger and sighed, "That poor lioness in Calanthe has a lot of work to do. It will be a long time in the future. She will be exhausted every time."
"I'm afraid it's much more than that..." Triss played with the heart-shaped pendant around her neck and told the other party the diary and what the Foltest scout saw, word for word.
Philippa's slightly provocative expression quickly turned serious, "Amer Mountain, the black sun flag stretches in the wind...more than 20,000 troops."
"This is very important news... Xiaote, thank you for the reminder," she smiled sincerely, "I also understand your concerns, and I support them with both hands - we must not let those southern barbarians and the south The warlocks invaded our territory and broke the rules set by the warlock brotherhood!"
"I will try my best to persuade Vizmir, but His Majesty the King is so suspicious that he will definitely send a royal spy to Amel to check it out in person. Even if the spy verifies the information... From what I know about him, the matter is not that burning. One step and Vizmir won't move."
"Do your best." Triss sighed, "And...the Brotherhood..."
Triss and Keira were still young, less than fifty years old, and had little qualifications. They were unable to contact the core figures of the Warlock Brotherhood, so Fikat accepted other orders from Foltest.
"I understand, I will inform the five lords of the Talents and Skills Association... Tisaya, Hen Gedimidis, and Vigofortz - to formulate a plan in advance to deal with the threat, and also the Warlock Brotherhood Responsibility!"
Philippa put her hands on her hips and solemnly warned, "Xiao Te, your place is only across a river from Sintra. Pay attention to your own safety and don't rush up rashly!"
"Thank you for your concern." Triss nodded, but a hint of stubbornness flashed in her eyes, and she absentmindedly exchanged a few pleasantries before extinguishing the telescope.
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Soon after, Keira in a cool tulle dress came up to her.
"My dear, how is the war going over there? Sabina, the promiscuous woman, said without shame~IndoMTL.com~ If Henselt doesn't agree to send troops, he won't be allowed to sleep with him for a month. I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it for three days. No." Keira shook her head, "But I think it's best not to place your hopes on Kaedwen, it's too far away."
"Ms. Philippa is not optimistic...Anyway, when we receive the reply, we will report it to Your Majesty."
The two sorceresses held hands and chatted about the situation in the north for a while.
"Stop talking about these troublesome things, why haven't I seen you contact that savior recently?" Keira pouted her sparkling lips maliciously, and gently stroked the other person's peach-soft cheek with her delicate hands.
Triss lowered her head in shame and anger.
Damn Mandrake, thinking of the gaffe in the past period, she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl in. She actually showed such infatuation to a man she had never met before, without any sense of shame. Fortunately, the other party seemed to be a gentleman and didn't take it to heart at all.
She suppressed the inexplicable disappointment in her heart and took a deep breath.
Now she has no time to think randomly, all her energy must be focused on the upcoming kingdom war!