The Divine Hunter Chapter 32: Meeting

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The witcher climbed up to the ceiling again, moving quickly forward against the shadow of the pillar like a gecko. Along the long corridor, we went down two flights of stairs.

He climbed outside a blue door that was wide enough to accommodate a carriage and embroidered with three lions.

On the left and right stood two attendants wearing loose white robes. They were staring at the air in front of them, concentrating in a daze, completely unaware of the uninvited guest above their heads.

A sparrowhawk flew into the window, landed in the corridor, and jumped along the red carpet to the attendants. While waving its wings and posing, it nodded its small head towards the two doormen.

As if to say, come here and touch me.

They were immediately attracted by this scene, with smiles on their lips, quietly enjoying the little guy's hard-working performance.

The hook-nosed attendant on the far right suddenly scratched the top of his head and raised his head suspiciously.

A cyan triangular charm came into view.

He shivered all over and straightened his body like a puppet.

The young attendant with a delicate face on the left is still observing with interest the arrogant sparrowhawk with its dark eyes full of disdain and provocation, and its long beak pecking at feathers.

Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.

As soon as he turned his head, his eyes were blank at first, and then became clear again.

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Roy put his ear against the wooden door and activated his demon hunter senses.

The guards on both sides regarded him as air.

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Center of the hall.

A huge rectangular table, seating more than ten guests.

The clothes made of the finest silks and satins, luxurious leather boots, and rings and necklaces all over their bodies all show their strong financial resources and noble status.

The King of Sintra, Ister Tursek, a man with a dark face, a hooked nose, and a thick bearskin cloak, sat on the chief's tall back throne, facing Expressionless, calm temperament.

However, his eyes flashed with fire from time to time, and beneath his calm appearance, he seemed to be gestating a volcanic rage.

His Queen Calanthe is sitting on the left, with slender eyebrows and thin lips. Her straight nose shows her stubborn personality. She lightly clasps an emerald necklace with her fingers. The smallest piece of emerald on the necklace is also the size of a wasp. Her gaze slowly scans Passed by all the guests present, with a hint of helplessness and fatigue.

Druid and magical advisor to the Isles, Mossak of Skellige, sits on the right side of the king.

He wears a black hat decorated with three antlers. He has broad shoulders and a round waist. He has a bunch of white beard hanging down to his chest, and his face is full of cuts and axes.

Uneasiness and worry flashed in his deep eyes.

He glanced out the window. The sun was still shining brightly on the horizon, but a trace of ink-like darkness began to expand.

The storm is coming.

"Dear distinguished guests who have come from afar, the Sintra Conference has lasted for two months. I believe you have had enough of the hot, salty sea breeze and annoying sunshine. Today, it is time to have a result."

"Let's express our opinions one by one." East gently tapped the armrest of the throne with his right hand, "Let's start with Skellige's ambassador..."

The broad-shouldered Druid stood up, bowed to everyone, and said loudly,

"Your Majesty, your brother, King Bran, the ruler of Skellige, has agreed to the request for the two countries to join forces."

“Once the southern barbarians stationed in Mount Amer move north to invade the territory of Cintra, King Bran will send Skellige’s invincible fleet to assist His Majesty in fighting the outsiders!”

Everyone at the table nodded, but their expressions did not change much.

Cintra's King East and King Bran of the Islands are brothers. The people of the Islands have always had a clear distinction between love and hatred, and have an upright temper. It is only reasonable to send troops to support them.

East smiled at the woman next to him, showing his white teeth, and turned his eyes to a bald man under the table with a mustache and a slightly fatter figure.

"Ambassador Crody, what do you think of the defensive alliance in Sintra?"

"Ahem, I am very frightened to be invited by His Majesty and the Queen. Especially in the past two months, I have deeply felt that His Majesty has been so kind to me and I cannot repay it. When I return this time, I will try my best to persuade His Majesty Ewell to send the vigilantes. The Den army assists Cintra in resisting Nilfgaard's invaders!"

"Lord Crody, can't you give me an accurate letter?" Calanthe frowned, a hint of anger flashed across his still charming face, "After two months of waiting, it's not enough for your majesty to think about it?"

“Is Ewell still brooding about what happened last year?”

Calanthe sighed inwardly.

Veden has been a vassal state of Cintra for a long time and has been under the protection of Cintra. However, in recent years, it has continued to develop and become more and more out of control.

But Weiden dared to be careless at this critical juncture because of a major incident last year - Princess Xili disappeared for no reason on her way to Nastrog to be engaged to Prince Christian.

Although Mossak later picked her up from outside Brok Leon Forest.

But the engagement ceremony between Ciri and Prince Christine was also brought to an end by Lancer.

The marriage between the two countries ended.

In addition, a relative of King Verdon, Governor Fresnet, who was responsible for the marriage, is still missing. Everyone speculates that he was killed by a tree spirit in the primeval forest.

For these two reasons, the king of Verden, Evir, refused Cintra's call in a roundabout way.

"Don't dare! Lord Ewell has always been grateful to the two majesties for their respect. If he had not been ill, he would have come to see him in person." Ambassador Wyden lowered his head and knelt down on one knee in front of the two majesties. Speech with great emotion, eyes sparkling,

"However, Verdon has been unable to protect himself in recent years, with constant civil strife and banditry..."

"Okay, no need to explain!" East waved his hand to stop Ambassador Crody from speaking, unable to hide his disappointment. People on land are not as straightforward as the islanders, "Go back and inform Ewell, Xint La and Verdon are the bow and stern of the search ship. If we sink, how can Verden survive?"

"I believe he is definitely not short-sighted!"

Easter's eyes turned to his lower hand... Ambassador Fyodor, who had a beard hanging down from his waist and gray hair on his temples, but had a dignified appearance. He represented Meve, Queen of Leiria and Livia.

"In the past two months, I have been honored and proud to attend this meeting, see His Majesty Calanthe's face, and listen to His Majesty East's teachings...but my decision has not changed from the beginning to the end."

“The territories of Leiria and Livia are too far away from Sintra... It is really difficult to travel long distances. Her Majesty Mevi will not waste her money just because of her blood relationship with you, the Queen, or because of an unidentified threat. So much financial and material resources."

East leaned his head back on the chair and closed his eyes, his face gloomy, while Calanthe smiled at the ambassador and narrowed his eyes.

She knows Miwei's temper very well and is no less stubborn than herself.

It is useless to ask for more.

Fyodor changed his tone, "Unless the relationship between the two countries becomes more unbreakable. Prince Wilm is not yet married, and he is about the same age as the noble Princess Cirilla. They have equal status and matching appearance. They are simply... A match made in heaven."

Ciri's name is like a signal.

The remaining messengers looked over with bright eyes.

Calanthe's husband, Esther, is old.

And Cintra only recognizes male heirs, so sooner or later the power of the country will fall into the hands of the husband of the little princess Xili.

The reason why many small countries sent people to participate in this meeting is to win the husband position of the unmarried little princess.

"If your two majesties agree to this marriage, your majesty Miwe will definitely do his best to send troops to support!" Feodor bowed and lowered his head.

Istria held her wife's hand and shook her head,

"Since the accident last year, Calanthe and I have made the decision to hold a son-in-law selection meeting when Shirley turns fifteen."

"I won't consider it for now."

The islander king spoke firmly, and his iron-like eyes slowly scanned all the ambassadors present, and more than half of them lowered their heads.

There was a moment of dullness in the conference room.

Afterwards, East asked Soden, Brugg... and other small countries one by one for their views.

The answers received were all ambiguous, neither rejecting nor accepting. Anyway, there was no hope.

Some claimed that it was unclear whether the South would invade.

If Nilfgaard wants to advance north, its army must first pass through the Manada Valley southeast of Cintra. If Cintra can repel the invading army in the valley, it will not need any alliance.

If they lose, the king will send more troops!

Calanthe couldn't help but sneer in his heart. There was no doubt that if Cintra was defeated, they would just sever the relationship and let it perish with a cold eye.

No matter how much the two rulers of Cintra argued about the stakes.

Everyone here is talking nonsense.

Calanthe even dared to conclude that they would never truly convince the king after their return. I couldn't help but feel angry and cursed in my heart,

"A bunch of white-eyed wolves! They have no shame and have enjoyed Sintra's hospitality for two months. They have received a lot of benefits without giving any effort!"

Easter’s eyes turned to the person at the end of the long table, Grand Duke Raymond of Toussaint, a handsome man with black hair, tall figure and elegant demeanor.

The only ruler to come to the meeting in person.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for my incompetence... Toussaint originally belongs to Nilfgaard. Although the relationship is only nominal, we cannot openly oppose our suzerain country."

"Not to mention that my wife Henrietta is related to the current emperor..."

"Raymond, I remember that's not what you said a week ago..." East stroked the prickly beard on his chin, and an angry look appeared on his face, "At that time, you kept claiming that if Nilfgaard invaded Sintra, you should immediately turn your back on this bandit country! You will never provide them with any help!"

"I can't make the decision..." Raymond refused calmly, "Half of Toussaint is managed by my wife Henrietta. I need to go back and discuss it with her before I can give you an answer."

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"This is just an excuse." Calanthe's voice became colder. She was filled with anger and finally couldn't stand this group of capricious politicians.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "If Lord Raymond respects your wife so much, why did you find no less than five mistresses in Sintra in just two months?"

"Your Majesty the Queen!" Raymond's handsome fair cheeks flashed a trace of red with embarrassment, and he raised his voice to retort, "How can you insult my loyalty to my wife!?"

"Can I help you find those five mistresses so that you can take them back to Toussaint and enjoy the blessings of everyone?"

Raymond's entire face turned the color of pig's liver, and he looked around in embarrassment. The eyes around him seemed to be ridiculing, as if his scandal had been exposed - a man who was eating his wife's soft rice but not The cheating love interest!

"I, Raymond of Toussaint, make a request on the basis of my honor and position," he stood up suddenly, with a hint of angry madness in his brown eyes, and shouted, "I want to come with your husband A fair and just duel!"

A burst of noise broke out among the guests. Some people stared at Raymond and shook their heads in disdain, some sighed, and some excitedly whispered to each other and beat the table.

In the Royal Palace of Sintra, a famous grand duke from a foreign country unexpectedly challenged its king to a duel.

Is this Raymond crazy?

There was gloating on every face.

They began to wonder how many days the guy had left to live.

"Did I hear you correctly?" East stood up. The burly body under his cloak was standing next to a bear. He was more than two meters tall, and his rock-like muscles almost made his clothes bulge. rise.

He looked down condescendingly, his fierce eyes like a beast that chooses people to devour.

And the handsome Archduke Raymond looked like a weak chicken in front of him.

"Sir Raymond, do you want to duel with me?"

"Please listen to my explanation. I will send my strongest knight to duel with your knight!" Raymond said with a stiff neck, "If you lose, then His Majesty Calanthe apologizes to me!"

"You distinguished ambassadors, bear witness for us." He looked around and said loudly ~IndoMTL.com~ Let a wonderful battle bring the meeting to an end. With so many pairs of eyes, no one can deny it! ”

"Then what if you lose?" Calanthe said lazily, with a cold light shining in his emerald green eyes,

"I immediately apologize to His Majesty, then go back to Toussaint and never return to Sintra!" Raymond swallowed, "And, I swear on my honor, I will convince Anna ·Henrietta, Toussaint will refuse to serve Nilfgaard's atrocities of aggression!"

East glanced at Calanthe, who nodded at him.

"A man from Skellige never refuses a fair challenge, so that's a deal!"

Raymond was trembling, but he breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Majesty, I have to remind you that the knight participating in the battle on my behalf is the champion of three consecutive Beauclair Knights Tournament!"

"Please be sure to choose your strongest warrior."

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The demon hunter who was eavesdropping outside the gate moved his mind and slipped out of the castle like a gust of wind.