Warlords of the witcher world

Chapter 172 The Chief Civil Officer's "Little Trouble"

As Emhyr went north, all parties in the north also stopped their actions, paying attention to the next actions of the Nilfgaardians.

Together with the previously dispatched reinforcements, Emhyr brought a full 13 people north this time, bringing the total strength of Nilfgaard in the north to 38.

38 people, this is a number that Nilfgaard has never reached in previous conquests.

Emhyr almost pushed the entire Nilfgaardian Empire up, mobilizing all the resources he could mobilize.

His base has been fully mobilized and all resources have been invested.

The Nilfgaardians immediately began to advertise this huge force to the north, and the empire was very good at using a weapon called propaganda.

Many people are desperate when they see this number.

As soon as they think of the endless stream of people in black going north, many people start to feel timid.

This led to the emergence of many defeatists in the north, but these defeatists ended up being severely suppressed, and some of those who caused bad influence were even hanged.

However, some people began to learn the language and customs of Nilfgaard secretly, preparing for the arrival of the imperial army.

The most important thing is that Nilfgaard's mobile strength has now reached 23, which suddenly made Aedirn and Redania afraid to act rashly.

However, the Nilfgaardians did not have the ability to do anything immediately. A series of military operations this winter consumed a lot of resources, especially food, which was the most consuming.

Now if you want to launch a further offensive, you can only wait for the food to reach the front line, otherwise the imperial army will have to fall into the predicament of running out of food.

Although Emhyr has assembled an unprecedentedly large army, the amount of food used to drive this army is even more exaggerated, causing land transportation to be somewhat unsustainable.

It is said that Emhyr seems to be preparing to attack the Skellige Islands, knocking out this annoying gopher (Emhyr) in one go, so as to liberate the sea transportation line.

The emperor used the interwar period to train an imperial navy, and this fleet will soon go north.

However, these are just rumors after all, and the Nilfgaardians have actually done nothing now.

And now Nilfgaard is not attacking, and Redania and Aedirn are not planning to attack either.

Looking at the huge army of the empire, they are unwilling to be the ones who eat crabs, and plan to see what the empire will do.

Ever since, the Third Northern War ushered in a precious period of peace, and all parties were deadlocked like this.

But within the parties, there is no peace at all.

The distribution of materials, factional struggles, training of soldiers, suppression of opposition forces... these things are one after another, and the three rulers have to face many problems.

For ordinary people, they can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But it was just a breath, life during the war was not easy.

However, life must go on after all, whether it is good or bad, life must go on after all.

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On this day, Geralt, the demon hunter who left Kaer Morhen, wandered to Wenger Castle, the capital of Aedirn.

After the Assassination of the King was over, and before the winter of 1271, Geralt went to Hackland to meet with Lesso and asked about Yennefer's whereabouts.

Because after exchanging himself from Wild Hunt for Yennefer, Geralt entrusted her to the demon hunters who hunted Wild Hunt.

Geralt had previously rescued Letho and his group while searching for the Wild Hunt, so they had been following Geralt, so Geralt finally handed them over and became a member of the Wild Hunt.

After heading to Hackland, Gero also gets bad news.

The demon hunters of the Snake faction really worked hard to take care of Yennefer, but she also suffered from amnesia, her mind deteriorated severely, and she became like an ignorant child.

And she really likes to provoke troubles everywhere, and often insults passers-by arrogantly, making it impossible for Snake Pie to survive, and her daily life has become cleaning up the mess for her.

Of course, Snake School also found a doctor for her, but unfortunately no one could solve this problem.

In the end, as an authority on the Wild Hunt issue, Iva Xieyan concluded that this is a typical feature of the abducted by the Wild Hunt, that is, symptoms of amnesia and mental degeneration may also occur.

This symptom takes time to overcome, ranging from one or two years to more than ten years or even longer.

This is naturally very dangerous. As a well-known warlock in the north, such publicity is like waving a torch in the dark, and sooner or later it will attract all kinds of people.

In the end, the development of the matter was as it should be. Ye Naifa disappeared, and the Snake School could not find her no matter how hard they searched.

Leto was very sorry for this, and Geralt didn't blame them. Since it was the situation, it was inevitable to come to this point.

After bidding farewell to his Snake friends, Geralt returned to the north, and then began to look for work.

During this period of time, the north was really not peaceful, and wars were raging outside the castle, and I was also involved in the process of such a big event.

Recalling these experiences, he couldn't help but sigh, even in the memories he had recalled, he had never danced on the stage of the North-South struggle like this.

These things turned him into a celebrity, and his reputation was heard all over the north, but he would never take the initiative to mention these things, hoping that others would quickly forget these bad things-it was better to stay as far away from politics as possible.

Now Geralt made his way through the gates of Vengerburg, under the watchful eyes of the soldiers.

During the war, Wengerburg was obviously much more depressed than the usual prosperity, and then there was a lot more murderous spirit.

Heavily armed soldiers can be seen everywhere, and troops drive through the streets from time to time.

The smithy is always full of soldiers, either buying new weapons or trying to protect themselves, after all, this is the key to survival.

The types of goods sold by the vendors are much less visible to the naked eye, but fortunately, the supply is still sufficient.

The housewives are anxiously choosing among the few remaining foods, looking for today's ingredients.

The most talked about thing in people's mouth is also war. Some people don't know what's going on, but they are very familiar with the news from the front line, and they speak clearly and logically there.

Of course, these words have to be beneficial to the North, and that kind of defeatist speech is not so easy to hear.

But judging from their attitudes, their attitude towards war is no different from their usual bragging.

But these are not the things that the witcher cares about, passing through the crowd and arriving at his destination.

And the board full of notices told him without a doubt that he was there.

Occupying the main body of the notice board were various government documents, which were roughly related to the discontinuation of supply in the market after a certain material was declared as military supplies, which Geralt dismissed.

It is said that it has stopped, but in fact it still cannot be stopped. It is just sold in the black market. Maybe the suppliers in the black market are just a few quartermasters - Geralt has lived long enough, so he has seen enough.

There are as many things on the notice as ever, everything from buying supplies to learning southern customs.

After browsing through the various notices, Geralt found that there was nothing that could make the witchers do their job.

It was only later that Geralt found out that not long ago, the Lord Protector of Aedirn had brought the Witcher's Guild that had been operating in Hakland for several years to the Blue Mountains.

The Witcher's Guild was quite successful in Hackland, so Herme decided to start here as well.

Wengerburg was the first to experiment with this guild system. Here, if you want the kind of job about hunting monsters, you have to go to the guild.

However, he still found what he needed on the notice, which was a commission specifying him.

"The famous white wolf, Geralt of Rivia, is now invited to take over this commission. This commission is of great importance, please do not refuse, and we will provide a generous reward. If you see it, please go to Wenger Fort Palace inform the etiquette officer about the relevant information, and he will take you to receive the entrustment.

—Vingerburg Palace”

"Well, interesting." Go and see.

Although Geralt didn't want to have anything to do with politics, when he thought of the empty money bag, he couldn't say anything hard.

No way, a penny can't beat a hero.

The White Wolf knew where the Vengerburg Palace was, and he had been to the city several times.

In a short while, he came to the center of the kingdom of Aedirn.

This is where the Lord Protector of Aedian is located, as well as the government of the Lord Protector, so this place is naturally heavily guarded.

There were heavily armed soldiers everywhere, and Geralt's witcher sense told him that there were many secret sentries nearby, and there were people disguised as ordinary citizens scattered among the crowd.

But for those who pretended to be citizens, it was hard for Geralt to tell who they were, maybe they were spies sent by other countries.

To the surprise of the witcher, there were also a small group of armed Vilam guards here.

These lizardmen are now wearing human-style armor, which greatly weakens their sense of inhumanity and makes them look more civilized.

Seeing these lizardmen, Geralt subconsciously felt disgusted in his heart. His father was killed by the Vilams, and he has always hated these big lizards.

But he was not going to get entangled with it, let alone yell at them.

He just went to the palace, and after leaving all the weapons at the guard and proving his purpose, the witcher was able to step into the heart of the kingdom of Aedirn.

The palace of the Kingdom of Aden has been completely renovated today. The frivolous and luxurious decorations have been removed and replaced with various simple yet majestic marble carvings, completely turning into an administrative style.

There are busy officials, military officers running around, and nobles doing business everywhere, and the whole hall looks extremely busy.

Now the most people here are officers, they are queuing up and stamping with their own forms, so that they can get armed equipment. Many people complain from time to time why it is so troublesome, and then calm down under the stares of the soldiers on the side.

Every day, countless information is collected here, and countless information is also sent out. This is the place where the information in the entire Aden is gathered most.

Geralt was a little dazed by the busy scene, with people in a hurry everywhere, but he still didn't forget what he was here for.

Soon, he found the etiquette officer. The so-called etiquette officer is the person in charge of government etiquette, but he has nothing to do now, so he became a government guide.

It was a dwarf who was taking records. From his skilled appearance, he knew that this person was often engaged in clerical work.

"Why?"

The dwarf asked conventionally, without even raising his head.

"I'm Geralt, Geralt of Rivia, and I'm here for a commission."

These words seemed to surprise the etiquette officer, and he raised his head quickly.

Looking at the unexpected look in his eyes, Geralt was ready to be asked about those stupid things.

But to his surprise, the dwarf didn't say anything, just stood up.

"Come with me, Geralt of Rivia."

Following the ceremonial officer, Geralt was able to enter the interior of the Wengerburg palace.

From here on, all the demon hunters saw were the upper-level officials of the Lord Protector's government, and it could be said that they stepped into the power center of Aedirn.

It is much quieter here than outside, there are not many people walking around, everyone is busy with their own affairs in their own positions.

This made Geralt a little uneasy. Could it be something related to politics? However, he decided to go on and find out what all this was about.

After turning several corners, Geralt came to the basement of the palace.

At this point, the etiquette officer stood in front of a wall and began to manipulate something, and at the same time said,
"Your job is to clean up the monsters in the basement, but those monsters are already dead, but we need you to say this after you get out, and we will provide you with some monster heads."

"So what the hell is going on here?"

Geralt frowned, feeling that he was involved in something troublesome again.

And at this moment, it seemed that the etiquette officer had finally manipulated the wall.

Following his movements, a hidden door slowly opened.

"It's up to you to find out by yourself. Don't worry, this is not to harm you. It's just that the person you want to meet has a special status. We have to use this method as a last resort."

Geralt hesitated for a while, and finally decided to go in and see what was going on.

And just like that, Geralt walked in, the hostess leading the way.

It was very dark in the passage, and the light was very dim, but it was not a problem under the vision of the witcher.

Demon hunters can feel that this passage is full of dust, so it should not be used often, which is not surprising, who often uses this kind of secret passage.

But judging by the occasional embossed styles, this secret passage probably has a long history.

Geralt felt that the road ahead of him was sometimes wide and sometimes narrow.

Sometimes it even required him to bend down and move forward, and finally turned into an upward step.

"Here it is, please."

The hostess moved out of the way again to reveal an open door, and Geralt stepped out into the light.

At first glance, Geralt saw books, lots and lots of books, or more precisely, a compilation of papers.

These documents are so densely spread on the bookshelf, which is quite surprising at first glance.

And these things are a collection of information from all over Aden, for a government, nothing is more precious than these things.

"Welcome, Geralt, my old friend, welcome here."

Following the familiar voice, Geralt saw a dwarf sitting at a table. It was a face he had seen before.

It's just that when he saw this face and dealt with him, that person hadn't reached his current status.

"Dunwa, why are you looking for me? And it's still in this way."

Yes, Dunwa, the former mayor of Sazarburg, and now the chief civil officer of Aden.

When Geralt was still hunting in Hakland, he had a lot of dealings with this dwarf.

And he still has a good sense of this dwarf, he is a rare honest official, and he handles things very neatly.

Dunvar now wore the uniform of a high civil servant in the same hue as Aedirn's arms.

However, Dunva's piece was obviously specially customized. The people Geralt saw wearing this kind of clothes before were all humans.

"Of course I ask for your help. After you do this favor, you will be rewarded generously. You will never regret the reward."

Dunwa said very modestly, but this made Geralt alarmed. Such a big man usually has no good things to do with him. Seeing it this way, he feels even more bad.

"What are you busy with?"

"I need you to fetch a document from the... Kaedwenian Independence Army. It is a very important document to me. I want you to fetch it for me."

When he said these words, Dunwa was obviously embarrassed, and rubbed his hands together in embarrassment, obviously he didn't really want to mention this matter.

"I know, this is very presumptuous, but I still ask you to agree. You just need to get the document to me."

"Dunwa, no, I should say Master Dunwa, I am not a mercenary, and I will not participate in such things that are closely related to politics."

Geralt could tell at a glance that this matter was of great importance, and the chief civil servant of Aedirn had to secretly call him over and order him to fetch something, which would definitely cause a major earthquake in Aedirn's political situation.

As for the Kaedwenian Independence Army, he knew the group, the group had been around since Kaedwen was annexed.

It's just that most of the time it's just small troubles, and the threat becomes bigger after the start of the third northern war, and it can threaten small towns.

The Aedirn army has encircled and suppressed several times, but to no avail. This is enough to show that the level of this group of people is not low, and there may be shadows of Redania or Nilfgaard behind them-the recent experiences have made Geralt's political Levels soared.

He just escaped from the assassination of the king for not even half a year, and he participated in such a nonsense again. He really thought that his life was too long. If he didn't do it, he would have to make a mess of himself.

"I can offer you enough remuneration to buy a castle..."

"No, my answer is no, absolutely not."

Geralt said firmly that he didn't want anything to do with this kind of thing, so he was about to leave.

"If you have nothing else to do, then I will leave. Don't worry, I will tell you what you said to the outside world. No one will know about this meeting."

Just as Geralt was about to leave, Dunwa seemed to have made up his mind and said a word.

And this word made Geralt stunned, and immediately echoed to look at the Chief Civil Officer.

"Triss."

"what do you mean?"

Geralt brewed the seal in his hand, ready to shoot it at any time, as if he would strike if he disagreed. .

"About a week ago, the sorceress Triss was reported to the government by a warlock, and then we arrested her. If you are willing to help me, then I can help you rescue Triss, for me , it's not difficult."

This was something Geralt didn't know at all, and the white wolf was stunned, wondering if the person in front of him was lying to him.

But looking at Dunwa's appearance, and considering his identity and requirements, Dunwa had no reason to lie to him.

And Triss might indeed be caught. After the assassination of the king was over, they embarked on different paths.

"Tell me what's going on."

Geralt finally sat down, and the dwarf was relieved to see that the foreign aid he had found was finally willing to sit down and listen to him.

"Ms. Triss... she initially organized a group of warlocks in Redania and fled to Adenia. After arriving in Adenia, she began to organize the exiled warlocks in Adenia. Because she led people to escape from Redania, , as well as qualifications and strength, she was able to quickly become a leader, but..."

"but what?"

"In Aden, the only ones who were hunted down were the members of the sorceress council, so some people were jealous of her status, so they betrayed her to us, and we did only capture Ms. Triss."

Damn it, Triss, you should have gone to Novigrad.

Geralt thought so, but recalling Radovid's soldiers besieging Liberty City in a flash, he felt that it was not safe to go there.

The safest thing is not to do these things, you should find a wilderness to hide.

"So now she's in the dungeons of the Aedirn government. Well, Dunval, you really got me. May you catch the plague, why do I actually have no choice whenever I want to be neutral? ?”

It is impossible for him not to save Triss. The two have experienced so much and the relationship is so complicated. He must save Triss.

White Wolf understood what Dunwa meant, and he had to do this to save Triss.

Therefore, he could only choose to step into that huge vortex again and risk his life again.

Dunwa was just listening. He knew that the demon hunter was in a bad temper right now, but let him vent it. After venting, he could work for him, so he didn't suffer from the demon hunter's angry words. dissatisfied.

Of course, this is also thanks to the self-cultivation he has developed in the face of various challenges during his long-term governance.

Compared to the provocations he had faced before, this bit of anger from White Wolf really meant nothing...

"However, I'm still very curious. Aren't you the chief civil officer of Aedirn? Why do you want a demon hunter like me? If you give an order, shouldn't there be countless people working for you?"

Geralt still had some basic political concepts, and he was very clear about the status and power of the person in front of him.

He can be said to be the existence of one person under one person and above ten thousand people in the whole of Adian, and the entire government of the Protectorate must obey his orders.

And it's odd that such a person would come to him, a little witcher, I have to say.

But Dunwa sighed, "Look in front of you, what do you see?"

Geralt looked at Dunwa. He didn't know what the dwarf meant, so he didn't speak for a long time.

But the dwarf didn't intend to wait for him to speak, and said quickly,
"A dwarf, standing before you is a dwarf, a dwarf who rules over a human government!"

Dunva seemed to be a little out of control. The previous gentleness, patience and friendliness disappeared, and he began to vent.

"Everyone despises me and despises me. The old civil servants don't cooperate all day long, and the new civil servants think about how to replace me every day. The nobles see me as a dwarf upstart in the countryside. The Lord Protector's party is hostile to my identity. Do you think I have any resources? The ones who can really stand with me are the old brothers of Sazarburg, but now they are either entrusted with land in Aedirn and Kaedwen, or they are assisting the new generation in Pertekt. The construction of the capital. My position looks very beautiful, but in fact I suffer from anger every day. No matter what I do, there are people who make troubles and troubles. I don’t know how many people want to drag me from this position! I have done countless jobs but No one approves! Many times I really want to go back to the time when Lord Herme appointed me, because I can refuse Lord Herme's appointment in this way."

This should be a rare outburst by the dwarves in front of him, Geralt could feel it, the resentment had obviously accumulated for a long time.

And as he felt such emotions, Geralt developed a strong sympathy for the dwarf in front of him. In a sense, the dwarf in front of him felt the same as himself.

Seeing him like this, he was definitely more than a little bit angry, so that he was reduced to the point where he was useless and could only come to find him, a demon hunter.

It's miserable enough to be the chief civil officer like this.

Therefore, Geralt's tone subconsciously softened a bit, and was no longer as sharp as before.

"So, what's going on with that file?"

"It's some mistakes I made when I was young. I remember that they should have been destroyed back then, but now they reappeared. I must dispose of these things, otherwise if they fall into the hands of my opponents, it will be a disaster for me. "

Dunwa straightforwardly explained the reason why he wanted to find that thing.

As he said, this is what kills him.

Sure enough, Geralt thought this way, it really is the kind that will cause war earthquakes.

White Wolf felt a surge of exhaustion coming, he had to get involved in the political shit again, he was just quite a witcher!I don’t want to get involved in these things!Why is there always someone pushing him?

Anyway, Trissy will be rescued after all, he said,
"Okay, Master Dunwa, I will continue with the entrustment, and I will get that thing for you."

"Thank you so much, Master Geralt."

Dunwa walked up to Geralt, held his hand gratefully, and shook it several times excitedly.

"If you need anything, you can tell me, and I can provide you with everything immediately."

"Information, I need information, information about the so-called Kaedwinian Independence Army, and the scope of their activities."

"Don't worry, this is not a problem, I will let Watt take you to get those things right away, Wamai, Wamai."

Following Dunva's words, Valmai, the ceremonial officer dwarf, immediately emerged from the secret passage and bowed respectfully to Dunva and Geralt.

"Just let him go. Don't worry about anything else. We have prepared everything needed for the trip. After getting the documents, we just need to talk to Wamai about anything else."

In Dunwa's words, Geralt walked into the secret passage again.

After a lot of twists and turns, they returned to the basement.

"Master Geralt, I'll go and prepare everything you need right away. Tonight you will stay at the Kingdom Guest House, where guests are entertained. As a master witcher, you are naturally qualified to go in."

"Wait, I have a question."

At this moment, Geralt said, Wamai also stopped immediately and pretended to be listening.

"Aren't you afraid of revealing Dunwa's intentions by coming to me in such a big way?"

"Hey, you don't have to worry, the trouble with monsters is real. As for inviting you, a demon hunter, because you are famous enough, considering your reputation, there is nothing strange about the palace office inviting you here."

Geralt nodded involuntarily. He felt that this was quite right.

He didn't say anything after that, and watched Wamai go about his business.

Speaking of which, as a hard-working demon hunter, seeing someone so busy arranging everything for me, I have to say that this is a rather delicate feeling.

But for the next thing, he was not very happy, he finally got rid of the damn vortex, but now he has to step into it again, it is really endless.

But what else?After all, he could only step in, he had no choice.

Geralt only hoped that this matter would really be like what Dunwa said, and it would be over after taking things, instead of a chain reaction involving a series of shitty things.

And his intuition told him that things would probably develop like this.

(End of this chapter)