Warlords of the witcher world

Chapter 184 Emhyr’s New Life

Vizima, the capital of Temeria, was captured by the Imperial armies.

During this period of time, the atmosphere in the Vizima Palace has been extremely tense, and even the humblest servants dare not express their anger.

He became extremely cautious in his actions, not daring to make any mistakes.

All the visitors were kicked out, no matter what their identity was or how important the information they brought was.

The imperial guards guarding the palace were all looking at their noses and their minds. They stood there like wooden figures at their posts, not saying a word or speaking a word.

What caused the atmosphere to be so weird was the bad news coming from Anglin.

As for the nobles who are always planning conspiracies, they are now staying in their positions honestly. Even if they want to collude with others, they are outside the palace.

In the Nilfgaardian court, secrets were never secrets, and Anglin's fiasco and farce were well known.

Any Nilfgaardian with any political acumen would choose to remain silent at this moment.

The emperor had not shown much of his appearance during this period, but everyone knew that he was accumulating anger and preparing to vent it on those who had let him down.

When Anglin's defeated generals came to Vizima to report, everyone knew that the moment of outbreak had arrived.

In the Emperor's chambers, where the Empire's generals gathered, Emhyr exuded a strong low pressure.

Everyone stood in the most standard military posture. At this moment, no one wanted to be noticed by the emperor because of these mistakes.

Behind Emhyr is the great sun disk of the Nilfgaardians, which makes the emperor even more majestic and fearsome.

On the emperor's desk is a map and a report. The map depicts the present-day Anglin region.

It can be seen that the situation of the empire is already very unfavorable. Large areas have been lost. Under the post-war offensive of the northerners, the empire still lost a lot of territory.

Although we can rely on the fortress group and the northerners to fight until the end of the war, failure is failure.

The report summarized the huge losses of the Nilfgaard Empire. Those numbers were so shocking that just looking up at them made some people tremble with fear.

"Albeliqi, Vatir, and Gwama, you stay, others, get out."

In Emhyr's majestic voice, the generals whose names were not called walked out of the room immediately. When the nobles waiting outside saw them coming out, they quickly stepped forward to ask about the situation, but they couldn't say anything.

Among them, Morvan Fulis has the most people around him, and the heir to the Fulis family has become the centerpiece of the people to a certain extent.

But his answer disappointed everyone,

"Everyone, I don't know anything. You should just wait."

Then, the heir to the Fulis family sat leisurely on the stone bench in the palace, not taking the things here seriously at all.

Next, no one left, no one wanted to be away when the emperor thought of him and called his name.

Some people want to get first-hand information. In the Nilfgaardian court, information is life, and the sooner or later you master the information can even determine your life or death.

However, none of them are as relaxed and leisurely as Fulis. The others are the heirs of the Fulis family. What are they? They have capital, do they?

And in the room with the door closed, the story is unfolding.

"Can any of you tell me what's going on?"

Emhyr's tone was still low, serious, and full of oppression, like a stone wall pressing down on him, and beneath this voice, everyone could feel the emperor's overwhelming anger.

The emperor's pressure was so strong that the three people present could not help but tremble.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Emhyr's voice grew louder, causing Alberich and Gwama to look at each other in panic, and then Alberich began to explain.

While the warlock was explaining, Valdir Lidorik on the other side was filled with depression. What did the bad war on the front line have to do with him? Why did the emperor want to keep him?
He was suddenly called to a meeting and then suddenly left behind. What was he doing?

As the master of trickery in the Nilfgaardian court and the number one manipulator of the situation between the north and the south, Lidorik's mind was sharp and he constantly analyzed the emperor's psychology.

It's a pity that in front of Emhyr, Li Daorike's moral skills are still not enough, and the intelligence chief has never figured out the emperor's mind.

It didn't happen before, and it certainly doesn't work now either.

Lidorik raised his eyes slightly, trying to see Emhyr's expression, but the emperor still looked mysterious and unpredictable, and it was difficult to tell his true thoughts from his expression.

The only thing that can be clearly noticed is the emperor's anger. The emperor is very angry now.

Li Daorik could understand this kind of anger. The front line suffered such a disastrous defeat and the losses were so heavy. The offensive that the Imperial army had placed a lot of hope on ended up like this. The Imperial army lost more than [-] people, and there were many more. If you lose your combat effectiveness, you won't be able to regain it even after a month or two of rest.

Moreover, a large number of senior officers headed by Hawat are gone. This time, the empire really has no one to use.

Thinking of this dilemma, Lidorik couldn't help but recall the First Northern War. At that time, the Imperial Army had a large number of experienced generals and marshals, and any one of them had enough qualifications and abilities to control the army.

But those people were once subordinates of the usurper after all. Taking advantage of the disastrous defeat in the First Northern War, Emhyr executed these marshals and generals.

However, at that time, the young and strong faction headed by Menno Kuhorn took the top position, so there was no problem.

However, after the Second Northern War, the young generals also withered away in large numbers in the battle, leaving only one Hawat Mohan as the commander of the large corps available to the empire.

Now that Hawat is dead, and a large number of imperial commanders have also been killed, the empire is really useless, and the emperor can only take over the imperial army personally.

As one of the important figures in Emhyr's court, he was well aware of the extent of the force the Emperor mobilized for this expedition.

But now that the most critical marshal in command of the army is dead, it will be an extremely fatal blow to the army.

His Majesty the Emperor's military capabilities... Although no one will take the initiative to mention it, everyone is very knowledgeable about it.

Your Majesty's great strength lies in his grasp of power and people's hearts, not military affairs.

However, Lidorik was full of doubts about the death of Marshal Hawat and the death of a bunch of generals. He was a rebel and a monster. This felt wrong.

Li Daorike decided that when this matter was over, he must investigate carefully. The look of the warlock always made him feel that there was a conspiracy.

"...roughly, that's it."

Unknowingly, the warlock ended his narrative with these words.

Next, the three of them were silent, waiting for the emperor to speak, like prisoners waiting for the emperor to judge their fate.

At this time, Emhyr used his fingers to knock on the armchair seemingly casually. The emperor hit very regularly, and each blow was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the three of them.

Such an atmosphere was really uncomfortable. Lidorik thought that he had once heard a sailor say that the most uncomfortable moment when facing a storm was the calm before the storm. Vatier now fully understood this feeling.

"Gwama, you are now the commander of the Anglin Group Army. Do your best. I look after you very much. Guard the Anglin area and protect the flanks of the imperial army."

What the emperor said next was completely beyond their expectations. Instead of scolding everyone, he started to allocate new positions.

"Alberich... From now on, you will be the chief warlock of the Nilfgaard Empire. At the same time, you will also serve as the head of the Empire Security Office. This is a new title and a new department. I need you to create a complete Build as many Iron Giants as possible, don’t worry about resources, just ask the relevant departments for them.”

Alberich was stunned for a moment, and then Vatier saw a look of ecstasy on his face. To Lidorik, it seemed like a dog drooling in front of the bones dropped by its master. .

In Nilfgaard, for the privileged class, the status of warlocks is low, they are regarded as slaves, and they can be driven at will. It is not surprising that Vatier has such a mentality.

Regarding the emperor's order, Li Daorik felt a sense of urgency. Security room?What is the emperor doing?What does this department do?

As the head of Nilfgaard's intelligence department with a large amount of power in vague areas, it was basically his subconscious reaction to be wary of the newly established department.

And mass-produce steel giants... What does the emperor want to do?
"Your department is currently temporarily responsible for the security of the royal family, and is also responsible for intelligence compilation."

This sentence set off Li Daorike's alarm. Damn it, he was really sharing the power from him.

Although Li Daorike is usually very fishy and wishes to have less and less work, if he is allowed to divide the power, it will cost him his life.

Valtir Lidorik subconsciously wanted to speak out in opposition, but then he met the emperor's eyes. Under the gaze of those majestic eyes, he couldn't help but lower his head.

"Vatier, do you have any questions? Can you cooperate?"

"Of course, His Majesty the Emperor, the intelligence services have no objections."

After Emhyr said this, he could still say no?I could only nod.

Then he glanced at the lucky warlock, looking at him as if he had found a huge bargain, his eyes full of contempt.

Damn it, such a person actually gained power from him.

At this point, Li Daorik also understood why the emperor summoned him to stay here. This was to divide his power.

And this also made this keen southern political player realize something.

Emhyr, that Emhyr, he felt unsafe.This made a smile appear on the corner of Li Daorik's mouth. The Nilfgaardian political struggle roly-poly in his heart finally showed cracks.

As a result, his awe for Emhyr also decreased a lot.

"In addition, I need you to find a way, a way that can severely damage the northerners."

These words made Li Daorike want to scold his mother. Damn it, you have reached this stage. You asked me to think of a way, what way can I think of?To assassinate someone?But the Lord Protector of Aedirn and the King of Redania were surrounded by armies all day long, and the other was surrounded by fleets all day long. How could they kill them?

And there are no useful assassins left. Those cat-sect mutants all died in the assassination. Where else can he find such a powerful swordsman?

"Your Majesty, I..."

"This is an order."

Vatier wanted to argue a few words, saying that he was really incompetent, but he got this answer from the emperor.

"Your Majesty, if Lord Vatier is incapable, I am willing to share your worries."

At this moment, Alberich spoke. His words undoubtedly added insult to injury for Vatier, and the triumphant look on his face made Vatier even more angry.

Damn it, you just sat in that position and you started to squeeze on me. Just when you turned over, it was like you were riding on his head and dominating, right?

"Shut up, Alberich, your department hasn't really been established yet, and now is not the time for you to speak."

Emhyr obviously didn't want to be flattered by him, so he reprimanded him directly, and this guy took it honestly, and he was no longer the villain he was before.

"That's it for today's meeting. The meeting is over. Go down and carry out my orders well. Everyone, please go out."

After saying that, the emperor walked to an oil painting in the room and looked at it. It was a portrait of Princess Cirilla of Cintra when she was a child. For some reason, the emperor kept it with him.

Seeing this, the three of them understood that it was time for them to leave, so they bowed slightly and left the emperor's room.

After everyone left, Emhyr became melancholy, and his whole personality shrank.

He seemed to be a different person in an instant. Emhyr fell back on the chair tiredly, and his whole body seemed to fall apart.

The emperor understood that what he did would inevitably affect the interests of Vatyer Lidorik, and he showed his weakness in front of him.

But the failure of this battle gave the emperor a vague feeling that he would fail in the future.

Although the war situation has not developed to that point, although the imperial army is still powerful, and although he still has a lot of supporters, the feeling is so real.

Emhyr decided that he must make some preparations for the war. No matter what, he would survive as long as possible, even if he was just hanging on.

Moreover, he still has a vague wish, that is, the return of Xili.

Emhyr once asked the astrologers of the empire for help, originally hoping to predict how the future would go, but he got an unexpected surprise.

That is the inevitable return of Ciri, yes, just like the astrologer once predicted that going north would allow him to regain everything when he lost everything.

What they saw this time was Xili, the child of destiny who must return from outside the world.

This gave Emhyr hope in despair. If Ciri returned, he would be able to complete the transition by letting his daughter marry the son of Prince Fulis. In this way, he could avoid the fate of liquidation and death.

Originally, Emhyr's idea was to face death calmly after losing the war, but the appearance of this spark of hope made him change his mind.

He wants to live, even if the war fails, he must live as long as possible, wait for the day when his daughter returns, and then return everything to her, let her inherit his throne, let the bloodline of the Enrith family continue, let Ancient blood flows into the royal family of Nilfgaard.

The Fulis family will agree. For them, it is undoubtedly the best for them to get the throne so smoothly.

After all, the political struggle in Nilfgaard is very strange. Maybe some dark horse will suddenly come out and gain everything.

However, the emperor also knew that in order to do this, he had to reveal the secret.

The secret that once would have been silenced just by hearing it was about the true identity of his wife, the fake Ciri - this was his only way to survive now.

Of course, if you can win, then everything will be fine, but as mentioned before, this looks increasingly impossible.

Thinking of this, bitterness appeared on Emhyr's face, and the emperor took out a cup and a bottle of vodka. This vodka was of poor quality and he only drank it in exile.

But now, he drinks this thing for his own good sustenance, hoping that he can take back everything that belongs to him like he did when he went north as a hedgehog monster.

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When His Majesty the Emperor of Nilfgaard was hiding in his room, drinking low-quality vodka, hoping that everything would go as smoothly as he imagined, there was already a commotion outside.

There was no other reason for the commotion. After learning about the changes in power around the emperor, many people's minds became active.

This is a group of several high-ranking people. For these human beings who have been fighting in the Nilfgaardian palace for so long, this is obviously a good opportunity to climb to power.

As a result, Alberich was surrounded by people almost instantly, and our newly empowered warlock tried to maintain his former humility as much as possible at the beginning.

Those who once complimented him were now flattering him, which made him feel lightheaded.

The new commander of the Anglin Group Army, Gwama, left here silently. No one was around him, and no one was pursuing him.

Everyone could see that his title of Army Group Commander was of little value. He was nothing more than a guard in a wild land. The troops under his command would be withdrawn sooner or later.

This is just a commander who was pulled out to clean up the mess.

Gwama also knew this, but he was also happy with it. He didn't like to have too much to do with politics, and he didn't want to stay around the emperor for too long.

Li Daorike continued to look at him dissatisfied. Seeing this little guy who was lucky enough to be successful, he became very angry.

There are not many people around Vatyer. As the intelligence chief of the empire, he holds the secrets of countless people that cannot be exposed to the light. He has also executed many people as Emhyr's executioner.

However, there was a person here who took the initiative to say hello to this notorious intelligence chief.

"Lord Lidorik, I haven't seen you for a long time. Is your health okay? It seems that His Majesty the Emperor said something that made you very unhappy."

Morvan said enthusiastically. He spoke freely. If others dared to say this in front of him, Lidorik would definitely deal with him, but this person is another matter now.

The heir of the Fulis family gave him the qualification to speak freely. Looking at his confident look, Li Daorik couldn't help but feel a little dazzled.

Thinking about it, this is the difference between a mouse like him who can only move in the shadows, and these children of the rich family who have been under the glory of their lives.

However, as an old man who has worked hard in the empire for countless years, Li Daorike will not show any emotions at all, and the expression on his face remains unchanged.

Lidorik was wary of the person who appeared in front of him. As for the Fulis family, he knew that they were the biggest potential heirs to the throne. If the emperor failed, the throne would definitely belong to them.

As a popular person around the emperor, his contact with the prince's son in this way will undoubtedly be a matter of suspicion.

Therefore, Vatier's response was very blunt.

"General Morvan, what can I do for you?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Sir Li Daorike, there is no need to treat me like this. In a sense, His Majesty the Emperor has long regarded me as one of his own. However, I still understand your concerns. I just want to give you a piece of advice. .”

After speaking, Morvan looked at Alberich, who was surrounded by people, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Our Majesty will definitely make major adjustments in the palace in the recent period. Therefore, please pay attention to a few things and don't fail to keep up with the changes in the situation."

After saying this, Morvan bowed to him and left him. His movements were very crisp and he looked very chic.

Watching that voice leave, Vatier thought a lot. He once wanted to report this matter to His Majesty the Emperor.

But in the end, he sighed silently and buried everything in his heart.

Regarding what the emperor had just done, it was better for him to be more cautious and not refuse all the hands that were extended to him like before.

Lidorik knew very well that he was unpopular and notorious in the Nilfgaardian court.

After doing so much dirty work for Emhyr, he needs to be more cautious. The emperor's power is getting weaker and weaker now, and he needs to... find a way out for himself.

Just when Li Daorike was about to leave here and summon his subordinates to have a discussion, a man came to him.

Looking at this man, Lidorik felt a big headache, because he was Sandor, the leader of the fighting faction who played with fire.

Since the failed assassination of the Lord Protector of Aedirn during the Second Northern War, the force of the Fighting Faction has suffered a great blow, and it can be said that it has suffered heavy losses.

"Lord Lidorik, I have brought a plan."

Lidorik subconsciously felt disgusted with Sandor's words and that smiling face.

However, considering the current tasks on his head, Li Daorik finally decided to listen. Although these people were unreasonable and very nonsense, they could at least give him an idea.

(End of this chapter)