Simulate the heavens from Faerûn

Chapter 171 Unification【Please subscribe】

Rey looked at Geralt with a faint smile, not caring about Geralt's somewhat insincere compliments. After all, it was impossible for such an old man to fool him with just a few words. He just wanted to give Geralt some praise. Lott just left a positive impression on the Fire Cult.

Rey reached out and patted Geralt's shoulder and asked, "What, how are you thinking about it?"

Geralt frowned, but still took into account that Rey was the Emperor of Nilfgaard and the husband of Ciri, and he said:
"Rey, as for what you said, I... I personally believe it, but the affairs of the wolf sect's demon hunters still need the consent of my mentor Vesemir... And, Rey, you also know that most hunters Demons are all at home in the world, wandering around and living in no fixed place... Therefore, if you want to gather these demon hunters, it may take a year or two..."

"I will follow you if you don't accept it...Geralt, you said you would hold a witcher tournament in Sintra. The prize for the champion would be 5000 florins, the second place would be 2000 florins, and the second place would be 800 florins." Lin...Geralt, what do you think?"

Geralt's eyes widened and he looked at Rey with a bright smile on his face. He almost couldn't help but want to give him a hard slap. Damn, why does this man always expose others' wounds?

"He is Ciri's husband... I can't beat him... Calm down! Calm down!"

Geralt clenched his fists and kept thinking in his mind. He suppressed the surge in blood pressure and took a long breath.

Although he was very reluctant to recall the experience of the Demon Hunter Tournament, he still knew that Rey's proposal was very effective, so he said: "Okay, a good idea... let's do it like this..."

After saying that, Geralt's interest waned.

Rey looked at the setting sun and it was getting late. All that needed to be said had been said, so he said to the three of them: "Since it's already evening, everyone should come back to the palace with me to rest for the night..."

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Acorn Bay, Novigrad, the City Lord's Palace, the negotiators of the peace talks entered the negotiation venue of this peace talks under the leadership of Nilfgaard's ambassador to Redania, Ambassador Hilad Fitz Oyestelan.

Although Novigrad was nominally occupied by Nilfgaard, in fact because it was a city used as a negotiating point with the tacit consent of the kings of many countries, it did not suffer many sword disasters.

Now Nilfgaard's army has evacuated the city, providing a place and environment for peace talks.

In fact, this is also because Nilfgaard has not occupied Novigrad's mind for the time being. This city is isolated from most of Nilfgaard's occupied areas, and it is not easy to occupy.

Under the black beams of the corridor, a long row of shields hangs on the wall. On the shields are the colorful family crests of the Temerian nobles.The faded heraldry of the old Temerian nobles can be distinguished at a glance. The colors are bright and have not faded, and there is no sign of moth infestation.

However, the most colorful shield was hung up only recently. It bears the coat of arms of the Nilfgaardian nobles. These nobles couldn't wait to hang it up after they had just conquered the war of Temeriano Vigri. , show off your power.

"When Novigrad truly falls into our hands, we must ensure that these coats of arms will not be destroyed in the anger of the country's demise. Politics is one thing, aesthetics is another. Changing dynasties cannot be justified by destroying cultural relics. Correct the name.”

Ambassador Hilard Fezioesteland thought,

"Five years have passed... Five years ago, Queen Calanthe, the Lioness of Sintra, died for her country... Through this window, I seem to be able to see that courtyard again - her blood and brains It was sprinkled on the stone floor outside the Cintra Palace. As the last bloodline of the Cintra royal family, after Calanthe's daughter Pavetta was shipwrecked, she only had her granddaughter Sirela left. I heard that Sirila La became the queen of the new emperor of Nilfgaard, I don’t know if it’s true or not…”

"What about me? Now that I have lost my kingdom, where will I go..."

Queen Miwe thought.

"Please sit down."

Archbishop Cyrus Engelkeld Hemelfat of Novigrad waved his trembling hands and said. He became the host of this negotiation by virtue of his age, status, prestige, and local advantages, "Please each of us Take a seat."

They sat down at the round table, their respective seats marked by mahogany nameplates.

Meve, Queen of the United Kingdom of Livia and Leiria.Foltest, king of Temeria, and his vassals, Vincelav, king of Brugge, and Demavi, king of Aedirn.King Henselt of Kaedwen.King Esain of Hydaris.The Young King Christine of Verden.Lord Nittat, Speaker of the Regency Council of Redania, and Earl Dijkstra.

At this time, King Henselt, King Foltest, and even the young King Christian could not help but spit out the fragrance at the Nilfgaardian representative.

The head of the Nilfgaardian delegation, Baron Hillard Fitz-Oyestelan, sat down at the round table. The chair he sat on was once the city lord's special seat. The back of the chair was carved with ornate patterns, which was more beautiful than the others. The chairs must be tall.So although this is a round table, it is still clear at a glance who is the chief.

After confirming that everyone was seated, the Archbishop of Novigrad sat down - of course, with trembling hands, he was helped by several male servants to sit directly opposite Dijkstra.He bowed to the spy chief with simple diplomatic etiquette.

"If this lady and gentlemen will allow you..."

Hillard Fitz-Oyestelan looked around at the crowd, nodded slightly, stood up, and adopted a tone familiar to outsiders. Judging from past experience, what he said next should be quite important.

"With your permission, I will read the message of Rey Voris, His Majesty the Emperor of Nilfgaard, the Great Sun Protector..."

"Oh, here we go again," Demawi said through gritted teeth, and Dijkstra moaned softly.None of this escaped Hillard's eyes.

"His Majesty's message is very long," he admitted. "I will summarize it and only mention the most important parts. His Majesty expressed his satisfaction with the negotiation process so far and recognized the concessions and reconciliations that have been reached. His Majesty hopes that Negotiations can make greater progress and achieve mutually beneficial results..."

"Let's get straight to the point," said Duke Nitt. "And fast! Let's come to a mutually beneficial conclusion and go home."

"That's right," said Henselt, who was farthest from home among the attendees. "Let's settle these things quickly, or we'll have to stay for the winter."

"His Majesty the Emperor said that he will not hand over any existing territory, not even half an inch! Peace talks can only be conducted based on the current occupied areas. The Diverny River and the area south of the Lomaco Mountains must be unconditionally owned by Nilfgaardian Empire, we will not admit any compromise beyond this."

"The armies of Kaedweni and Redania, as well as those who remain within our borders as invaders and occupiers, must leave their illegally occupied fortresses and fortresses in Temeria and Upper Aedirn within a week. Castle...But Your Majesty is kind and willing to give up Novigrad as the residence of Foltest, King of Temeria..."

"No, no, no even if I say it a thousand times!" Fortes shouted, slamming his fists on the table, knocking over the cup in front of him, and making the ink tank jump, "Damn it! I said it, stop!"

"Foltes," Duke Nitete said softly in a soothing tone, "don't cause trouble, don't yell in front of the Ambassador, it's really embarrassing for us."

The negotiator representing the Nilfgaardian Empire, Hilard Fitz-Oyesteran, bowed with a smirk, suggesting that Temerian King Foltest's antics hadn't offended him, But it didn't interest him. After all, their Nilfgaard Empire was the winner. This was just the howl of a defeated dog.

"We are negotiating with the empire." Duke Nitt continued, "Are we going to bite each other like mad dogs next? You are too shameful, Foltest."

"The affairs of Acorn Bay are difficult enough, but we also have an agreement with the Nilfgaardians." Dijkstra said, "Only a fool would..."

"I hate such remarks!" Foltes yelled in a voice worthy of a buffalo. "I hate such vulgar remarks, especially coming from the mouth of that damn spy! Damn it, I am the real king! "

"You can tell at a glance." Miwe muttered.

Demavi turned his head and looked at the shield hanging on the wall of the room. He was in a daze and did not participate in the discussion. As a loser and after hearing Hillard's words just now, he knew that he and the kingdom had no future.

"Gentlemen," Archbishop Cyrus said in a soothing tone - he had been dozing until just now, "we can undoubtedly reach some kind of compromise..."

"Nilfgaardian Empire!"

Hillard continued, "I do not intend to accept any solution that is detrimental to the interests of the empire. If necessary, your excellencies, I can re-read the contents of the memorandum..." Henselt, Christine, Foltest and Dijkstra snorted at this.

"Oh, right……"

Hillard smiled, looked at everyone and said, "Queen Meve, Ciri, the heir to the throne of Cintra, will become our queen of Nilfgaard... His Majesty the Emperor said that as a distant relative of Ciri, if you are willing to return If you go to Livia and Leiria, we can return part of your property and ensure that you can continue your former noble life in the Nilfgaard Empire..."

Hearing this, everyone stared at Miwe closely, waiting for her choice, especially King Vincelav of Brugg, King Demavi of Aedirn, King Essein of Hydaris, and the young king of Verden, Christian. The eyes of people who have completely lost their country are nervous and full of envy.

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After educating Ciri a few times and spending a dark night, Rey got up lazily.

In the meeting hall of the palace, Vatier de Lidaux sat in his chair and waited for a long time. Watching Rey stretching with a lazy expression, he trotted forward and said hello: " Good day, Your Majesty the Emperor!"

"Um...Vatier, what do you want from me?"

Rey asked nonchalantly as he slapped Hatcher.

"Your Majesty, according to the late emperor's secret order, yesterday I..."

"Just hand it over to the Supreme Special Court of the Eternal Empire for treason... Do you have anything else?"

Although Rey neglected him very much, Vatier did not dare to feel any dissatisfaction in his heart. Instead, he was more cautious. He said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the results of the peace talks are out... Ambassador Fitz-Oyestelan has something to do. I want to report to you through the magic mirror..."

"That's it...then meet him and see if there is any good news..."

After saying that, Rey lay down on the throne. With a wave of his hand, a mirror was suspended in the air. The mirror was blurry at first, and then an old man's figure appeared in the mirror.

"Good day, Your Majesty the Emperor!"

"Hmm~...Hillard, let's talk about the results of the peace talks..."

"Yes, Your Majesty, under the leadership of Your Majesty, those losers had to accept the contract we drafted and signed the contract in full compliance with Your Majesty's requirements... It's just that Queen Miwe did not agree to come to the empire, but she She said she would come and see Her Royal Highness the Queen if she had the chance..."

"Also, Your Majesty, based on the token you gave me, I brought the person here..."

After speaking, Hillard stepped aside respectfully and included the person next to him in the mirror image. That was - Cyrus Engelkaid Hemelfat, the leader of the Eternal Fire.

"Pfft!"

Hemelfat immediately fell to his knees on the ground and said: "Great God of Fire~! Your people finally see you again!" After saying this, he fell to the ground, weeping, and was extremely emotional. He will see At this scene, Hillard and Vatier were so frightened that they quickly turned their backs and walked away, for fear that they would hear something they shouldn't hear.

Rey ignored Hilard and Vatil, just waved at Hemelfart, and said, "Hemelfart, do you still remember what the proverb said? Hoarfrost comes, and the gods return... Now that Hoarfrost has come, the gods are about to return to save all beings, the Sun Cult and the Eternal Flame are the two sides of the gods, and they are one body... just follow my previous arrangement..."

"Yes, my God! We will spread your light to all living beings..."

Hemelfat slapped his chest hard and said to Rey, his eyes full of enthusiasm.

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"Dong dong dong..."

Rey tapped the handrail with his fingers in boredom. Vatier stood at the foot of the stairs sweating profusely, his heart beating in response to Rey's tapping.

Vatier now deeply regrets his actions this time - he did not avoid the emperor in time when he talked about confidential matters. He thought that His Majesty Emhyr was in power and regarded him as a confidant, and actually forgot such an important matter.

Especially since His Majesty Rey actually arranged for the secret agent of Eternal Flame a few years ago!At that time, he considered unifying the north!

This scheming, this plan!
The scene of His Majesty Emhyr being assassinated could not help but pass through his mind!
"Damn it! It's over! It's over! I made you think so wildly! Now I'm gone! God! I shouldn't be here..."

Vatier almost collapsed when he thought of this. He knew some shocking secret that he shouldn't know!

It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to, thinking about it, Vatier is sure that he will not end well.

While Vatier was thinking about how miserable his death would be, the tormenting images of himself flashed across his mind, making him even more frightened and wanting to kill himself.

While constantly planning in his mind, he recalled his abilities, hoping to become a valuable person and not be quickly dealt with by His Majesty Rey.

"Vatier! Vatier!"

But Rey had no intention of caring about such trivial details. He thought of the next plan and shouted to Vatier.

"Ah?! Your Majesty...I..."

Vatier found himself unable to do anything but sit back and wait for death. He fell into a trance and was awakened by Rey in a state of shock.

He looked at Rey with an uneasy look on his face, welcoming his fate.

"Vatier, go and bring Ashley Va Anaxing and Fringilla Vigo..."

"what?!……"

Vatier was overjoyed and looked at Rey with surprise and replied. He didn't expect that what he received was not a death notice but a mission.

He immediately replied happily: "Yes! Your Majesty the Emperor!"

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　　Negotiators for the complete peace talks: Nilfgaardian Ambassador to Redania - Ambassador Hirard Fezioyestelan, Hierarch Cyrus Engelkaid Hemelfat of the Eternal Flame, King Demavi of Aedirn, Sigismund Dijkstra of Redania, King Foltest of Temeria, King Henselt of Kaedwen, Queen Mi of Lyria and Rivia Vi, King Vinslav of Brugg, King Essein of Hydaris, King Christian of Verden, Duke Nitet of Redania

　　


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