Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1687. The Sorceress's Plan
After reaching an incredible conclusion in this empty ballroom, everyone began to take action, either actively or passively.

Dijkstra used the portal opened by the sorceress to go to Novigrad directly on the spot. Accompanying him was Cohen, a witcher from the Griffin School who had obtained permission from the king and was also heading to the front line.

Istrada cannot sit idle either. Kovir is a neutral country, but is there any country in the world that has no involvement with other countries?

In the face of this Civil War, even the neutral King of Kovir would be so busy that sparks would come out of his feet.

At the moment, it seems that the most leisurely people are Lan En, who is under the curse, and Xier Tanshaweiye, who is only concentrating on removing the curse for him.

People gradually disappeared from this dance hall which served as a temporary resting place.

After closing the portal, the sorceress and the witcher walked out together.

During the period of time when the curse is being lifted, the witcher and the sorceress will be treated as VIPs of the Kovir royal family, although their previous treatment was similar.

The king walked out of the ballroom, followed by the witcher and the sorceress.

But just before Xier was about to walk out the door, Lan En, who was standing behind her, reached out and slammed the door of the ballroom before her, leaving only the two of them in this space.

Istrada, who had just walked out, and the guard at the door were both startled.

But after looking at the closed door of the ballroom, the king and the guards looked at each other and blinked at each other.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"No, nothing, Your Majesty!" The guard stammered, glancing at the door behind him from the corner of his eye, "This is the situation."

"What's going on?" The king said calmly, as if he really knew nothing. "I saw nothing. Didn't you, soldier?"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" The guard quickly stood at attention, "Me too, Your Majesty!"

Istrada nodded to the guard, then shook his head and sighed as he walked away, like an old moralist lamenting the decline of morals and the change of people's hearts.

But inside the ballroom behind them, the atmosphere was not as lustful and debauched as they had imagined in their minds.

On the contrary, the atmosphere was very tense.

Lan En held the door of the ballroom with one hand. A layer of purple magical light appeared from his left hand and then covered the entire door.

[Seal of Arden].

And Xier Tanshavier was trapped in the gap between him and the door, and her posture did seem a bit ambiguous at first glance.

"The witcher's sign?" The sorceress glanced behind her casually. "It's just a child's trick."

"It's good enough for soundproofing."

"Soundproof, ha." The sorceress smiled coldly, "I think you have some misunderstandings about me?"

Xi'er looked up and down at the witcher's body and appearance and licked her lips.

"It does seem like having sex with you would be a pleasure. But I'm sorry, sex is just one of my physiological needs, a spice in life. I'm used to putting business before physiological needs."

"It will take half a month to remove the curse from you. We can have some fun during this time, but there's no need for you to be so anxious, right?"

From Lan's height, he could clearly see the sorceress's wide neckline.

Including her already uncovered chest ring tattoo, and something deeper
but.

"You plan to assassinate Istrada?"

The witcher asked, but his tone sounded more like a statement.

Just like a word from an icy blade, it shattered the slightly ambiguous atmosphere that had just been created due to the sorceress's open-minded views on sex!

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The smile on the sorceress's face disappeared in an instant. "It seems that the magic on your wrist has also affected your brain?"

"Whatever you say." Lan En's expression was even more indifferent than hers.

"You went to investigate the cultists? Who do you think you can fool with such a lame excuse?"

"When we were in the secret room and found that the ratmen's nest was connected to the secret room and there was another secret passage in the secret room, the change in your expression was not fake: you knew there was this secret room, but you didn't know what the cultists did in addition."

"Or rather, what they did was beyond your expectations."

Lan En looked down at Xi'er Tanshaweier. He just calmly explained his findings, but the other person's expression was already about to burst.

"You were the first to gather those cultists, build secret rooms for them, transfer funds, and provide magic. But you didn't expect that they did a lot of other things behind your back, right?"

"So even though they have indeed come to assassinate the king, you have no idea about the time and place of the assassination. They didn't even discuss it with you, and even you were shocked." "There is even such a thing."

Lan raised his hand, indicating the mark left by the magic on his wrist.

Having said that, Xier Tanshavier had stopped talking completely and just looked up at Lan En with a grim expression.

"You never cared about politics and situations before, so why are you getting involved in this mess now? Let me guess."

Lan said, tilting his head.

"Philippa Eilhart and her lodge of sorceresses?"

Xier Tanshavier gritted his teeth uncontrollably: ".!"

"So," Lan En was speechless despite the other party's silence. The demon hunter pinched his forehead, "When the warlocks still had a good reputation and organizational ability, you didn't come out to take responsibility and seize power."

"And when Philippa formed a secret sorceress society at this rotten and dangerous time, the 'Hermit of Kovir' thought of joining it?"

"What on earth are you thinking? Just because this Coven of Sorceresses is full of women, compared to the previous Guild of Talents and Crafts and the Supreme Council of Sorcerers, you think it can be accomplished and trusted? Oh my God."

The Hermit of Kovir, people gave her this nickname because Sire Tanshavier valued academic research more than social parties and playing tricks, which was completely different from ordinary sorcerers.

But now it seems that hermits are no longer hiding.

"Will you tell on me?" asked Sire Tanshavier in a low voice, with a sullen face.

"It depends on why you and Philippa want to kill Istrada. Tell me. You have no leverage to refuse."

After a helpless silence, the sorceress could only accept the witcher's threat: "Isterad is a strong-willed and excellent king. But his son, Tanklid, is not the same."

"If he dies, Tanklid will take the throne. The new king's character is very easy to be influenced. In the future, he will marry the bride we have chosen, the young lion of Cintra. She has noble royal blood, but she is also a magic source sorceress."

"And by that time, Kovir will become a country guided by sorcerers. A country guided by reason and wisdom."

Lan said sarcastically: "It sounds like you want to emulate [Pure White] Rafad? Is this considered a new beginning or a retro? By the way, how is Redania, which was once guided by 'reason and wisdom', developing now?"

The sorceress ignored the other party's sarcasm. In the past, this would have been unimaginable given Xi'er Tanshavier's self-esteem and seriousness.

"We are not stupid," the sorceress continued. "We planned to carry out our plan at least until this war is over! Tanklid would be a bad king, and a bad king cannot lead a country to a foothold in war."

"But you are right. I protected a group of Lion-Faced Spider followers, but I didn't expect there was a group of people behind them."

Xier looked at Lan En's wrist, then looked into his eyes.

"Those people helped them raise and tame the ratmen. They also provided additional magical support."

At this point, this is equivalent to a complete explanation.

Lan En had a handle on Xi'er Tanshawei. If it were an ordinary person, the sorceress would probably kill him without blinking an eye.

But the current situation is that she doesn't even dare to think about what the consequences will be if she takes action against Lan En.

On the other hand, if her plan to assassinate Istrada were exposed, she would not be able to survive in the North unless she ran off to offer her services to Nilfgaard.

Not only that, the Sorceresses' Guild, a secret organization that was established not long ago, will also be exposed to the world.

"Will you tell on me?"

Xier Tanshavier asked again in a low voice.

The witcher looked down at her coldly, and only when the sorceress was swallowing nervously did he step back slightly, so that the sorceress who was sandwiched between him and the door would feel less oppressed.

"Now that an assassination attempt has failed, the defense around Istrada will be tighter. You have no chance. Do not do anything stupid again, sorceress."

The demon hunter said in a low, cold voice.

"Your current situation and reputation as warlocks are on the verge of collapse. Don't ruin the future of magic and the future of other innocent spellcasters because of your foolish ideas."

"I" the sorceress bit her lip and admitted her mistake with difficulty, "I won't do it again. I'm sorry. Thank you."

The last time she admitted her mistake so unconfidently was when she was an apprentice.

After saying this, Lan En no longer paid any attention to Xier Tanshavier who was pursing her lips. He removed the [Yaden Seal] covering the door and walked out.

(End of this chapter)