Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1459 1431. Revenge

With a soft creak, Lan En walked into the dean's bedroom.

Margarita was very worried about Tisaya's mental state, so she didn't dare to stay away from her before.

Wizards are a mixture of strength and vulnerability.

Gedimitis and Tisaya, either of them can defeat Vilgefortz, who has mastered infinite magic power through Dijing.

But at the same time, the aftermath of the battle can shake the entire island. If the time is prolonged, the island may be shattered, but they may even die from excessive blood loss.

If a wizard wants to harm himself, it is not much different from an ordinary person wanting to harm himself. They are both easy.

A piece of broken glass is enough.

And when Lan En came in, his expression also became very serious.

Because this room, which was originally occupied by Margarita, has now become extremely regulated.

There wasn't a single wrinkle on the magic-made cashmere bed, and there wasn't even a trace of tread on the carpet.

Tissaya sat quietly in front of Margarita's dressing table.

She didn't look in the mirror, she just lowered her head and straightened her puffed cuffs.

The candlesticks on the table had been rearranged.

She arranged the tablecloth so that its four corners were aligned with the table corners, and the candlestick's square base was also symmetrical with the table corners.

The gold bracelets on Tissaya's wrists were neatly arranged according to size and placed on the flat tablecloth.

There is also a bone-handled knife neatly placed next to it.

There was nothing wrong with it, everything was neat and clean, just as she expected.

"Now," Lan En closed the door and sighed softly, "I would rather you still look like that mess, Tissaya."

"Why?" Tissaya raised her head slightly and looked at the demon hunter who entered the door through the reflection in the mirror in front of her.

Lan En discovered that she wore appropriate light makeup.

"You're not wearing armor." Tissaya said calmly, "Is it because you can take off your clothes more easily and go to bed with me?"

"It seems you heard me." There was no surprise or embarrassment on Lan En's face, but he just shook his head, "Of course, you are an archmage after all, even if you are emotional now."

"Rita is a hedonistic person, and Triss is also a new generation of sorcerers. They believe that physical pleasure can make you relax temporarily. But you are an ancient sorcerer. I don't know if this idea is suitable for you. Know."

"But looking at you now, you really need to divert your attention, Tissaya. You will drive yourself crazy."

Lan En left traces on the flat carpet, walked to Tisaya, crossed his arms and looked down at her and said.

"You were also deceived during the rebellion. You wanted to maintain the stability and justice of the Warlock group. You didn't even have the chance to do anything wrong. You just reacted a little slower."

Lan En said in a sincere tone: "This is not a fault. You are not responsible for the rebellion."

"If you want to relax, remember the other world we went to last time? It's a great place for you to recuperate."

"But now, it is the time when the warlock needs to stabilize his own existence." Tissaya looked at the mirror and looked at Lan En's reflection in the mirror. "I can't disappear, nor can I relax."

In the mirror, both people's eyes were serious and serious.

"I'm so sad now that I want to cry." Suddenly, Tissaya said in the mirror, "But I haven't cried for too long, Lan En, it's been too long."

"Maybe you can help me and let me cry."

Lan En sat on the large cashmere bed without any wrinkles. Tisaya stood up, and at the same time, the clothes on her body disappeared like an illusion.

It was the first time that two people hugged each other so closely.

But unlike Margarita's joy and love, Triss's admiration and love are different.

Tisaya's heart now contains more pain, self-pity and confusion.

Sex is no longer a natural act born of love, but a means to suppress and vent pain.

They hugged and kissed each other.

The previously neat bed became a mess.

It wasn't until Tisaya shed tears of satisfaction and pain that her dark emotions seemed to be vented in large waves with her tears.

"lark."

Tissaya's hot breath breathed on Lan En's neck.

"What?"

The witcher didn't know what the word meant.

"My name. Real name."

The sorceress's tears fell on Lan En.

"I haven't used a name since I became a sorceress. That was a long time ago."

It was only then that Lan En finally felt love during sex.

"I love you too. Skylark."

Lan En responded with love. After a moment of silence, they hugged each other even tighter, almost breathless.

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What happened at the wizarding gathering on Thanede Island finally began to spread around the world.

Just as Lan En and Tisaya expected, the warlocks betrayed and killed each other, making the North begin to distrust them.

Since the northern humans landed on this continent, the independent status and political ecology of the warlocks have been turned into an obsolete past tense in this betrayal.

Foltest laid off all of his royal advisors, including Triss and Keira Metz.

Because Fekat, who had stood behind Wilgefortz in the betrayal, was also his royal advisor.

So he was now made to lose his trust in the warlock.

There are many aristocratic girls in Aretusa College. Originally, this should be a major advantage of the college. After all, students' connections can easily be connected with the school's connections.

But now, the great nobles are taking their daughters home in an endless stream, as if they don't want to have anything to do with the warlocks.

Margarita did not stop these students from leaving with their families. She just told these students to pay attention to safety and protect themselves.

Obviously, being a warlock is no longer a good thing in the north.

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On the afternoon of the second day of the coup on Thanede Island, Stewart and nine other mutated Ember Knights all arrived in Aretuosa secretly.

Lan En met with them and learned a little about the situation in High Hill Castle.

"Nothing was lost, except that the road we built before was almost completely destroyed."

Stewart said calmly.

"Huh?" Lan En frowned at first, and then felt relieved, "We are building small roads. If they are crushed by those siege equipment, it is normal for them to break."

"The siege equipment did break a bit, but it's mainly magic and lava, my lord."

Stewart's expression remained unchanged.

"The helpers you summoned seem to be very active because of the excitement."

Lan En whistled a little guiltily, and then changed the subject: "In short, none of us were injured, and none of them are alive, right?"

"That's the situation." Stewart nodded, "It's just that afterward, it was a bit troublesome to remove the magic-blocking gold and store it in the warehouse. They brought quite a lot of magic-blocking gold."

"In addition, we also captured the missionary of the Eternal Fire alive. One of your friends seems to be particularly good at interrogating and asked a lot of things. Do you want to listen?"

"No, I don't care about these trivial matters." Lan En shook his head, while measuring the gap on Stewart's face with the ruler in his hand.

When Stewart came over this time, Lan was going to repair his face.

"Kill him and all the Eternal Fire personnel he provided."

The witcher's voice was as calm as talking about a few radishes.

"All Eternal Fire personnel involved in this matter, whether they are priests, officiants or high priests, will be killed."

Stewart kept his face still for easy measurement, but his eyes turned to his master in surprise.

"Sir, acting like this seems a bit explosive."

"Today is different from the past." Lan En put down the ruler and said, "Although the news has not reached Gos Velen yet, I think the Civil War has started again."

"I hate it when the internal issues are not sorted out before the war."

"But when the situation is so acute, it seems that it is not good to rashly shake the power of fanatical belief in the eternal fire. Their fanaticism will be of some use in the war, so that's it."

Lan En raised a finger: "The level of revenge should be limited to Hemelfat."

After hearing this, even Stewart's coldness couldn't help but be speechless.

Cyrus Engelkaid Hemelfat, Archbishop of the Church of the Eternal Fire. The most senior cleric of the Eternal Fire, he was an important participant in the peace agreement signed between the North and the South after the Battle of Soden Mountain.

"Cut off the heads of those people and throw them on Hemelfat's bed, along with a double lion flag of Sintra to let him know who did it."

"Can it be done?" Lan En raised his eyes and looked at Stewart, "If it's difficult, I can take the time to go there."

Stewart frowned and thought about it, and then answered cautiously: "If there is intelligence support, then we should be able to do it. There are many people on the list, and we still need to find out their activities when we get to Novigrad."

Lan En said flatly: "Let Francis Beland's Dark Alley Gang provide intelligence support."

"Francis Beland's Dark Alley Gang? But my lord, their problems are not yet there"

"Then clean up the Dark Alley Gang as well." Lan En said decisively before Stewart could finish. "They were just a bunch of Novigrad gangs. Mud can't hold up a wall."

Lan En's way of contacting people and dealing with things, and his style were different during wartime and peacetime.

And now that Stuart heard it, he had regained some of the feeling he had on the battlefield.

He understood that Lan En had also switched his thinking to wartime mode, that is: direct, simple and efficient.

So Stuart no longer had any questions or concerns, and just listened quietly.

"The only reason I have a good impression and respect for the Dark Alley Gang is Francis Beland. He is a talented person who still retains his conscience even though he is a gangster in Novigrad."

"The rest of the people who dare to explode will be killed. Francis is a smart man, and he also knows how many of his people are rubbish. When the time comes, he will take the initiative to give you the list."

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