Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1431 1403. Betting
Being stared at calmly by someone like Lan En, even if the hostility and murderous intent in those eyes were not clear, but instead looked more like interest, this alone was enough to make most people who were being stared at feel physically uncomfortable.

Their bodies will have an uncomfortable reaction because they sense an outrageous danger.

But Dijkstra is not an ordinary person. Although he does not know magic and is not a special human being, his position and work content have already tempered his mind to be extraordinary.

"Hahaha!" Dijkstra suddenly laughed. This laughter was quite abrupt in the banquet hall and attracted the attention of many people.

"Vizmir will reward me for every mystery I solve. My passion for work will allow me to live a decent life. You can laugh at me, but I have a wife and children to support."

"That's not funny at all, Dijkstra."

Lan said as he ate lobster meat dipped in mustard sauce.

"You can certainly work hard to support your wife and children, but if you don't mind, please don't come to me to cause trouble. In my opinion, this hall is full of valuable mysteries."

Lan En's tone was very cold. In his opinion, the kings of the four northern countries were now so reckless and aggressive that they were about to cause a huge mess. Those who were involved in intelligence operations were to blame.

Only God and themselves know how much personal information they added to the intelligence submitted to the kings in order to protect their own positions and purposes.

'Spring and Autumn style of writing' and 'Journalism'. These things are simply innate for those who work in intelligence and public opinion.

The kings' decisions depend on the comprehensive judgment they make after receiving various information. But who is responsible for delivering the information to the kings in this process?
This kind of person is Dijkstra who is standing next to Lan.

The so-called strategic misjudgment often occurs because there is something wrong with this kind of person.

Lan En was now thinking about suppressing the stupid things that the group of stupid kings had not done yet, so he couldn't help feeling unhappy when looking at Dijkstra.

But this fat and strong intelligence chief seemed to be waiting for these words.

He took up Lan En's words very fluently.

"As you said, sir," he said politely, "the whole of Aretusa is a great mystery. I'm sure you've noticed that the atmosphere here is a little unusual tonight."

"Of course, just to be clear, I'm not talking about these weird magic candles."

Lan En pouted and said, "I don't understand."

"I have complete faith in you, sir," Dijkstra said, beginning to put food on his plate himself, "because I don't understand it either, and I want to understand it."

"Have you noticed something? Something that seems obvious to me: Why is there not even one person wearing a crown in this luxurious and magnificent hall?"

"I'm not surprised." Lan En picked up another piece of salmon with beautiful texture, "Because the kings must prefer traditional banquets, where they can play at the table covered with sauces and beer until the early morning, and then fall asleep under the table. More importantly..."

"Those fools wearing crowns have sent their trusted spies, through which they can learn all kinds of secrets and news. Isn't that enough?"

Dijkstra had no reaction to what Lan called the king, he just mentioned another name.

"But Vigfortz, a member of the Society, is still making sure that all the spies are present."

Dijkstra looked at the giant beside him calmly. "He gathered all the royal spies here, and even sent invitations to those who were not qualified to come in in a roundabout way. Why did he do this?"

"You mean Vigfortz?"

The appearance of this name made Lan En stop eating his snack during the conversation, which was rare.

He couldn't say that he didn't know the young talents in this group of mages.

Because the Battle of Sodden Mountain had just ended not long ago, this great wizard, who had already achieved success and fame, came to Aretusa and stayed for a while under the ridiculous excuse of "rebuilding his foundation".

But after just one meeting and one conversation with Lan, his process of "rebuilding his foundation" suddenly came to an end.

The young and promising wizard was plotting something more profound and grand, something that ordinary people didn't even know or could not discover.

Lan En didn't know much about him, but he had a vague feeling about it, but he didn't know what he was pursuing.

A guy with superb means and outstanding abilities, but whose goal is unknown to anyone, is undoubtedly terrifying.

If you don’t know his goal, you don’t know what means he will use, what he will be obsessed with, and to what extent.

Once you don't know a person's true goal, it means that most of this person's existence is actually hidden in the dark, unknown and incalculable. No one knows what he will do or what he can do.

"We can make a bet, sir." Dijkstra said confidently. "You came to this banquet for your own purpose. Of course, everyone at this banquet has a purpose."

"Even if you just want to put aphrodisiacs in the wine and find a partner to have a good night of fooling around, that's the purpose."

"But I can promise you, sir." The fat and strong spy stuffed a pickled olive into his mouth expressionlessly and spit out the olive pit.

"Their respective purposes will have an impact and conflict, and within two hours, Vigfortz will seek a private conversation with you. If I'm wrong, I will eat the whole plate."

As he spoke, he pointed to a silver plate on which a small, live octopus was sliding slimily.

The spy smacked his lips in disdain: "Who in the name of the plague came up with the idea of ​​using this as a dish?"

"So what do I eat if I lose?"

"Nothing, sir." Dijkstra looked around quickly. "If you'd like, I just want to hear what you two talked about. Correspondingly, you can also see how I react after listening to those things."

Deliberately leaking some information to a specific person, then observing that person's reaction and actions, and looking at the information hidden behind the actions and reactions, this is also a common routine used by spies.

With Lan's ability to perceive and observe people's emotions, even if Dijkstra was an excellent actor, it would be almost impossible for him to escape Lan's observation.

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Lan En just smiled at the spy chief's bet and walked away without saying a word.

The spy chief himself also showed no emotion.

And indeed, almost an hour and a half later, Lan En naturally and unsurprisingly lost the bet—

The young talent among the wizards came to him.
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Under the kind gazes of Tishaya and Heng Gedimitis, Lan En entered the chat circle of the great wizards with the appearance of coming to find his two female companions.

They had a very pleasant conversation with each other. Even for the great wizards that Lan En was not familiar with, the attitudes of Tishaya and Gedimitis were enough to make them show 120% goodwill.

The two of them are the most solid pillars among all the northern wizards.

Even though they didn't know Lan En before, and even had some wrong perceptions about him due to rumors, they still had to put on a smiling face in this situation.

Yutissaya started the conversation and led Lan to Heng Gedimitis, saying that she wanted to "check his heart."

This action was spread to all the people participating in the banquet through whispered conversations in a moment.

Because this is equivalent to directly announcing to the public who cured the heart disease of this oldest and most powerful wizard in human history.

Many people thought of the experimental project that was rumored to involve demon hunters. In fact, many people already knew about it and even invested in the experimental project.

But at this time, they were not only surprised at the complete recovery of Henry Gedimitis, but also surprised that the crystal cultivation project had developed so quickly to the point where it could directly carry out organ transplants?
Or an organ like the heart?

As a result, the great wizards became even more enthusiastic towards Lan En.

Although most of them are not worried about their own lifespan, organ replacement is indeed an absolute cutting-edge field nowadays.

Everyone wants to know.

Henry Gedimitis already looked a little tired. Although his heart was no longer a problem, this new style of banquet was undoubtedly not to his liking.

So apart from communicating with Lan En, he only exchanged a few polite words, and his intention to leave and rest was clearly expressed.

Francesca Fantabe, the Daisy of the Valley, had big, bright eyes as clear as ice, but Lan En only felt that the way she looked at him was meaningful and contained a hint of wariness.

Alto Terranova seemed to be a cheerful person, and he even made a funny face before greeting Lan.

The group of people were chatting happily at the time. Margarita and Triss were looking at the young witcher, while the sorceress Lydia, who often followed Viggofortz, covered the lower half of her face with a lace fan and looked at her master.

Viggofortz exchanged a few pleasantries with Lan, then suggested finding a place to talk alone.

It seemed to Lan that only Tishaya and Heng Gedimitis showed some surprise.

(End of this chapter)