Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1376 1348. Meeting of Unified Thoughts

Tishaya, and the headmaster of Ban Ade, Hen Gedimitis, are a man and a woman, the most powerful and oldest human sorcerers in existence.

Among them, Gedimitis is one generation higher than Tishaya.

The last time, when Lan performed heart surgery on the oldest human warlock, he had a simple but in-depth conversation with him.

Tissaia and Gedimitis are both sorcerers with more "old-fashioned" ideas. They hope that sorcerers can still develop and pass on magic.

The old wizard told the young witcher that they were not shy about enjoying themselves like the young wizards of today.

Although most of these 'young' wizards are over one hundred or two hundred years old.

However, they do not agree with the trend that is prevalent in the wizarding community now, or in the past two hundred years, which has made wizards obsessed with fighting for power.

Wizards can be obsessed with money because it is related to the circulation of materials, experiments and alchemy.

You can also be obsessed with fame because it can motivate you to improve yourself.

But he is only obsessed with the rights between kingdoms.
This means that those wizards have already suppressed their attributes of "politicians" above the roles of "spellcasters, extraordinary beings, immortals", etc.

They will pledge allegiance to the giver of rights for the sake of rights.

Even if this would destroy the warlocks' traditional transcendent status.

When the bottom line is breached and benefits are gained, when warlocks fighting for power gain more than warlocks doing serious research and pioneering magic, then the atmosphere is considered bad.

And what Tishaya and Gedimitis hoped that the sorcerers "really should do" would no longer be cared about in this atmosphere.

Needless to say, no matter how much Tissaya rejects it, the warlock community has reached a critical moment that they have to face.

As the situation in the entire North-South world becomes increasingly tense, where can there really be room for a group of high-handed "neutrals"?

Tishaya had just started, but Lan, with his political sensitivity, already had a rough idea of ​​what the theme of this warlock meeting would be.

"We must first unify our thoughts before the situation becomes tense again and completely collapses."

really.

What Tishaya said next was completely within Lan En's expectations.

"If the warlocks cannot reach a consensus among themselves, then in the more acute conflicts in the future, we may first kill each other on the battlefield."

"I thought," Lan En took a mouthful of East and tasted it on his tongue, "the Battle of Sodden Mountain was a statement."

"The Nilfgaardian Empire in the south will not tolerate the unique small class of warlocks like the north does, and will not maintain its uniqueness within its own territory."

The witcher sneered sarcastically.

"I think the southern wizard apprentices who were added to the battle line in the Battle of Sodden Mountain are enough to prove this point - in the Southern Empire, a wizard is no different from a blacksmith."

"As a result, there are still some idiots among the Northern Warlocks who think that 'everything will be fine if I give in, and nothing will change'?"

The smile on Margarita's face faded. "You think they are stupid, but from their own perspective, maybe they think they are quite wise?"

The blonde seemed to be interested in the subject and swirled her glass.

Toussaint's national treasure-level Dongzhidong red wine showed excellent wine retention on the glass.

"Recently, even I, Dean Aretusa, who has been tied up in the affairs of the academy and has been living in seclusion, have heard a lot of rumors."

Margarita had an ambiguous smile on her face.

"People say that the Nilfgaardian Empire is pretty good. I didn't know that before, but now that we're almost bordering each other, we're communicating more."

"Merchants discussed the advanced business system there and the rights of the merchant guilds. Craftsmen said that doing the same work in Nilfgaard, they could earn several times more than in the north."

"Mages are also human beings. They need to eat, wear, and use things, and they all need to be of the best quality. When the people around you talk about Nilfgaard in this tone, it is hard not to be affected."

"So." Lan En smiled, but his eyes were inexplicably cold. "The people who were ravaged in the war, not even the soldiers on the battlefield, but only the civilians, don't matter?"

"Of course it matters." Tishaya added, "People say that it is the result of the people from two different lands being so close to each other for the first time and the tension caused by their unfamiliarity with each other, and the consequences after being stimulated."

"People feel truly sad about this, but we can't say that Nilfgaard is cruel and inhumane because of this. That's too biased. After all, it could just be an isolated incident."

"Wow, it was an accidental incident that the entire city of Cintra and its surroundings were massacred." Lan En had a blank expression on his face, but his tone was exaggerated and sarcastic.

"Moreover, most of the young laborers in Cintra were bought by the slave trader guild. It was an accident that the mills, windmills, furnaces, and even bellows on the land were plundered and taken back to Nilfgaard."

"The Nilfgaardian army is truly a genius. They know how to wipe out a conquered territory right away without any practice."

Then, the demon hunter's tone turned into a sneer: "It's just that those dead bodies are too far away from them, and the battle line is too far away from them. But the exquisite goods and good news from Nilfgaard can be continuously delivered through the trade routes."

Lan En sneered with disdain, but he knew that this was normal and could understand it rationally.

When bad news comes from faraway places, people always feel like "it's none of my business". However, the exquisite handicrafts that appear around us and the beautiful descriptions of distant countries will always be remembered in people's hearts.

"Well, I still think that as a sorcerer, I shouldn't get too involved in the conflicts between kingdoms."

Tishaya pinched her forehead and frowned.

But then her students refuted her.

"I still believe that if the warlock community does not take a clear stand when the Nilfgaardians attack us, our future will not be optimistic."

This time, when the blonde beauty talked back to her teacher, she didn't use her usual joking expression, but instead looked deep and serious.

If it were in the past, Margarita might indeed be indifferent to the war in a distant place.

Even while listening to the news, I was lying comfortably in a steaming hot bath with a glass of iced drink in my hand.

However, for Lan En, she once went to Mount Sodden with Tishaya's face.

There she saw the truth about the Civil War and was truly drawn into the meat grinder.

Since that time, she has been a little different since she came back.

Tishaya didn't care about Margarita's rebuttal. Obviously, they must have discussed this issue many times before Lan En came back.

"So, we need to unify our thoughts," Tishaya concluded, "unify the thoughts of the entire northern warlock community."

"The future of warlocks and magic should always have a say in the discussion."

The two sorceresses were thinking about the future of the sorcerer community, but Lan, being a sensitive warrior, was thinking about something else.

"How is the security arranged for such a large meeting?"

The demon hunter asked seriously.

"This is Gos Velen in Northern Temeria, dear." Margarita responded calmly. "The participants are all warlocks as well."

"At that time, Gos Velen's city defense team will conduct strict inspections. The academy is protected by magic. Could it be that the Nilfgaardians have lost their minds? Or has the Great Sun appeared? Can it come all the way to wipe out a group of warlocks like us in Aretuza?"

"Of course they don't have the ability to project such a large force remotely," Lan said calmly, "but they only need to stir up some trouble during your meeting. I believe that this meeting, which is already full of contradictions, will be further inflamed."

"Are you worried about spies coming to disrupt the situation?" Tishaya glanced at Lan En and continued.

"Philippa will also be attending this meeting. Her male companion, needless to say, will be the Redanian spy chief, Dijkstra."

"Speaking of spies, what better spy than the historic Redania?"

"This spy chief received special approval from Foltest. Even when he accompanied Philippa to the meeting, he was probably accompanied by a group of subordinates."

"By then, not even a magic spy mouse can escape their eyes."

When it comes to espionage work, Lan En is indeed not good at it, so he would not express much opinion, but just give a verbal reminder.

But when Tishaya said the name "Dicosche", the expression of complete approval on Margarita's face made Lan En know that this name should belong to someone who is really capable.

The spy chief who was engaged in espionage had such a great reputation, but he was still safe and sound.

He even dared to leave his home base, the Redanian capital of Tretog, and went to Goth Velen in Temeria to attend a warlock's banquet.

Lan En decided to remember this man and treat him as a great master of intelligence.

"It seems like you guys will have to deal with this meeting yourself." Lan En shook his head and said, "It's the warlocks' own internal decision, it's not appropriate for me to interfere. If I'm not careful, it will only bring you hostility and give you something to hold against you."

"But if you need to, just speak up."

The demon hunter nodded solemnly to Tishaya and Margarita.

"Of course, of course." Margarita looked at the witcher's cheek and smiled again. "I won't be polite with you."

"But for now, you should concentrate on taking care of your guests. It would be a real scandal if Aretuza failed to treat his guests well."

"Sorry, both of you." Having said this, Margarita turned to look at Maria and Adeline across the table, with an apologetic look on her face as a hostess.

"We have been talking about so many things without you."

"No, it's nothing, Ms. Margarita." Maria's calm face was not disturbed. "We are very grateful for the help of magic."

"Although we didn't understand a lot of things just now, if you need a hunter."

"I'm good at hunting."

(End of this chapter)