Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 116. 115. Pretending to be a life mentor

A smile is a sign of friendliness.

The principle of reaching out and not hitting a smiling person is universal.

But in this situation, Staza felt that this chuckle was by no means a sign of a successful negotiation.

They fell apart.

"You should always listen to what the living me can bring you, and it's not too late for you to refuse."

Earl Steza's self-confident and calm tone began to change along with his expression.

He was starting to feel that things were out of his control.

After the boyhood in his life passed, this feeling never appeared in his heart again.

So that for a moment, he didn't know what kind of expression he should put on now.

"Lan En, I'm not deliberately exaggerating your value just to survive! You do have the potential to change a kingdom!"

"You can appear in my study without a sound and press my face on the table! If you join forces with me, we can change the situation in Temeria!"

"Also! You have grown to this point in less than two months after becoming a demon hunter! If you can hand over the know-how to someone with enough capital, can you imagine what it will bring you? What?!"

"Status, power, wealth, women... These things that ordinary people have been yearning for all their lives are like mud on the lakeside to you, and you can't get rid of them even if you step on your shoes!"

"It's foolish and reckless to indulge in personal force, Lan En, you have seen me unarmed, and you have seen the power that a person like me can master. You must understand!"

"How much money can you earn by fighting monsters in the wild? Even if your rapid growth doesn't have a trick that can be popularized, it's just because of your talent. Then you can change the track, as long as I promote it a little bit, you Can become a great warrior who will go down in history!"

"At that time, you can become my guard, or a star fighter, and your appearance fee is money that other demon hunters can't earn in a few lifetimes!"

Earl Steza forced himself to calm down and talked freely.

He is confident in his eloquence, as long as he is asked to speak, explain Lan En's plight, and the help he can bring to him, then the other party has no reason to refuse.

He already knew the difficult life of the demon hunter group through the information just now.

It is precisely because of this that he has more confidence in persuading Lan En.

He has seen too many humble and poor people, and he can see through what these people think at a glance.

Lan En has changed from an ordinary person who can't even hold a sword to the current soldier who can slaughter the guard team. How long has it been?
Suddenly mastering the power to make decisions about the lives and deaths of others can destroy a person even more than getting rich overnight.

He should be able to figure out what Lan En was thinking.

"Threat first, and then cooperate, you high-ranking people seem to like to play this game?"

Lan leaned back in his chair, looking lazily at Stesa.

The Earl thought about Lan En's various reactions after listening to his analysis.

The embarrassment of being guessed by the hostages, the desire for money and power, and the entanglement of facing the cooperation of the person who wants to kill the next moment.
He thought about all kinds of follow-up scenarios, and how to use the various emotions in it.

But there was only one, he didn't even dare to think about it.

—he doesn't care.

Just like now.

This witcher doesn't care at all!
"When I first came, your hand was already on the villagers' information in Auruiden. You probably planned to exert influence on the village as your lord, and then use my friendship with them to bind me, just like To put a mad dog on a chain."

"But in the next moment, my hand pressed your face on the table. And now, you start talking to me about win-win cooperation."

Lan En looked at Stesa, who was pretending to be calm, strangely, as if he was looking at a water ghost in clothes.

"You really think that you are a character?"

The Earl's occlusal muscles bulged suddenly, as he clenched his back molars.

But even in this situation, he still spoke in a calm and rational tone.

"No need, Lan En. You don't need to kill me at all. After you kill me, you and those children can't even get out of this manor! You don't need to talk about cooperation, but at least you don't hurt yourself!"

Every word and every sentence, rather than begging for mercy, was even more like thinking about Lan En.

And as he spoke, Stesa's hand under the table was shaking.

He didn't know if Lan En noticed this, but when he looked at Lan En, he could see that he didn't care.

"Lord Earl." The witcher said with a sigh, and repeated it again. "Lord Earl."

"From the beginning, you seemed to bring me under with overwhelming information and a sense of crisis. You sold me your philosophy of life, trying to teach me what kind of person I 'should become'. If you are really a generous elder As a wise senior, there is nothing wrong with that. But the problem now is "

With a funny and playful expression, Lane nodded Steza with his finger.

"What are you?"

The smile turned cold, and then the playfulness directly turned into contempt and ridicule.

"How many words have you read in your life? How many books? The history you have heard in your life adds up to hundreds of years? You just want to teach me?"

"You think I'm a witcher of unknown origin, you think I'm supposed to be a kid who grew up in the mountains, so you're going to kidnap my mind in this way?"

"Temeria belongs to the four northern countries. It is true that it is very powerful, but when we talk about the north, we usually say 'the northern countries'."

Lan En looked at Steza with a sneer, the noble gentleman, whose thin lips were fading blood uncontrollably.

"You said that your subordinates will do anything to treat me as a proof of superiority. But before that, let's review geography knowledge."

"Temeria is bordered by the Brugge and Soden regions to the south, and what if we shift our sight to the south?"

Lane tapped his fingers on the armrest.

"That's Sintra. My lord."

"It's a martial country that developed hostility because it was too close to Nilfgaard and had a strong sense of crisis."

"Let me tell you what happens after I kill you."

Seeing the Earl with an increasingly ugly face, Lan En's tone became calmer and more determined.

Just like the Earl of Stessa who talked about it just now.

"In terms of the 'legacy' you are most familiar with, the king of Temeria is undoubtedly 'warning the southern faction'. And I killed an earl who had the opposite political opinion. This is of course legally It is a great crime, but in terms of the righteousness of the northern countries, my behavior is beyond reproach. Because I am on the same line with the king, I have firmly occupied my legitimacy."

"Then I'll go to Sintra, and the country will make me a banner hero against the South for what I've done and my bravery, and they love the idea so much. Whatever you promise, they'll give I."

"At that time, what will your disorganized subordinates do to me? Send troops to Sintra wantonly? Don't be kidding. Even you are far from qualified to start a war against the country on behalf of Temeria, those stinky Not to mention rotten fish and shrimp."

"Then what else can they do? How much of the majesty of the jazz is left after leaving the fief? They can only send some assassins, pay some money and put a reward. But look at me"

"Do I look like someone who is afraid of assassins?"

Lan En looked at the powerful Earl.

His lips trembled, and the unconcealable panic finally appeared in his eyes.

"You think I'm no different from the farmer in this material. I've been struggling to make ends meet all my life, and I have little knowledge. Whenever someone says something that exceeds an acre of land in my village, I can only nod indifferently. Yes, dare not refute."

"Now, please use your superb vision and pattern to evaluate it, Lord Earl."

Lane tilted his head to look at Staza.

"Is this analysis of the international situation likely to come true?"

Steza nodded numbly, and then
with a snap.

The stack of documents in Lan En's hand was thrown directly across the table to the earl's face, and he sighed.

"So what kind of life mentor are you pretending to be with me?"

　Today's three changes are over! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)