From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

The magic potion, which was only the size of a palm, poured out enough magic potion to fill a wooden barrel, flowing into the mouths of every attendant and soldier precisely as if the stream had branched out into countless tributaries.

The sound of "Plop" and "Plop" kept coming, and everyone returned to normal one by one, but they were all paralyzed on the ground at this moment due to loss of strength.

Seeing the three attendants struggling to stand up between him and Philippa, Lane waved his hand to signal that they don't have to worry: "You guys have a good rest first, and we'll talk about the matter later."

He turned his head and watched Philipa take back the magic potion calmly, and asked, "What kind of method is this? How could it be possible to immobilize so many soldiers in an instant with Liens' magic attainments?"

Philippa chuckled: "Your understanding of warlocks is still too one-sided: metals, plants, blood, and even the night of the full moon, can all explode with power beyond your imagination through reasonable use."

Speaking of which, Philippa pointed to the people who fell on the ground, and said: "The knowledge of magic botany is also very wonderful. Reins used a kind of nightshade plant and mixed it in your daily diet. A little bit of magic power can cause such an effect."

Philippa took the trouble to explain without noticing that her words were full of holes, or that she deliberately let herself be full of holes and didn't care.

Nightshades mixed in with my gang's daily diet?

Lane gritted his teeth. My group just arrived at Niubao today, who has the opportunity to mix the potion into the diet of my group so punctually and efficiently?

Only the stewards of the Redania side or the waiters of the Bull Castle, these are people under the jurisdiction of Philippa and Dijkstra!

Taking a step back, even if they didn't instigate direct poisoning, wouldn't the food for royal visitors not be inspected? Could the largest intelligence agency in the North be so negligent?

Combined with Philipa's ability to take out the antidote so accurately, there is only one answer: Liens' behavior was supported by Philippa.

Lan En took a deep breath: "Does the king know about this matter? He secretly cooperated with the killer to murder the king's allies, but he can be convicted of treason, and no matter how bad it is, he can also convict you of dereliction of duty!"

Philippa confronted: "Then what is the purpose of the Earl of Sintra going out with forty heavily armed soldiers at night? To assassinate the king? If this crime is true, we have protected the king, but it is a great achievement." It's gone."

"Stop acting like a child, Lord Lannister—although you are still a child to me," said Philippa. "Let's move to another place. This is really not a good place to discuss things. Believe me, Everything that happened, past and present, will mean nothing when you know the great cause that I invite you to join."

Warlocks are always so confident.

Lane hated the feeling of being led by the nose, but what Philippa said at this time was not unreasonable. Lane and his party really had to return to the Bull Castle quickly to avoid being misunderstood. After resting on the spot for a quarter of an hour, the soldiers barely had the strength to stand up.

Just as he was about to leave, Lan suddenly stopped.

Philippa turned her head slightly, her eyes revealing her questioning.

Lan En said hesitantly: "I think... I seem to have forgotten something."

Philippa raised her jaw slightly: "Since I forgot it, it means it's not something important."

Lan frowned, thinking that this time Philippa seemed to have a point.

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In the canal, the water rises and falls mixed with sawdust and all sorts of strange things.

Dandelion sat on the bank of the river with his whole body wet, looking at the sky with melancholy and uneasily, holding himself in his hands and shivering.

"Have they finished fighting..."

"You won't forget me like Geralt..."

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At this time, the east is already white, and the sky is about to brighten.

Lann finally remembered the poet and sent his servants to find him. A group of people quietly went back to the cow castle, packed their luggage and tidied up their clothes.

When Lan saw Philippa again, she had changed back to the glamorous court warlock.

When we met before, Philippa changed into a set of men's clothes for the convenience of activities. In addition, she followed and monitored Lan En in the dark for a long time, so she inevitably got caught in the rain in the owl state. Temperament proud, but inevitably appear embarrassed.

Now she had changed back to the sleeveless low-cut dress with the flamboyant back collar she always wore, put on her favorite black onyx jewelry again, and acted like a host in Lane's room.

Seeing Lan En still wearing armored combat attire, Philippa sneered as if facing an angry child, pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down."

Philippa poured herself a glass of wine and said while drinking, "I know you are still concerned about the poisoning of Reigns, but don't worry, this is a test I planned, and everything is under my control .Even if you fail the test in the end, we can guarantee that you will not be injured by Reins—after all, you are the king's ally."

"Riens is just a pawn, you are much more important."

As expected of her, the first sentence at the beginning of the conversation made people so angry.

Lan En controlled his tone not to be too harsh, and asked in a voice as emotionless as possible: "Test?"

Philippa nodded and said, "I heard some rumors and summarized some information. All the clues point to one result: you have extraordinary talents, Lannister. Maybe you haven't noticed this yet , and if this is true, then there is no doubt that your future is bright, and that is why I would like to invite you to join me in my great cause."

Philippa looked at Lan En's unchanged expression, and said with emotion: "This test proves that you are indeed special. I did not stop Reins' behavior, but secretly observed everything: In fact, he also added to your diet." The same poison, but you are not affected; you can fight dozens of killers alone with a sword, and kill them all in an instant; you can also control the mind of a warlock with a magic seal, which is the most surprising thing to me Yes, because many warlocks cannot do this."

So Reans poisoned himself too? It really didn't feel like it at all. Not to mention the excellent poison resistance of the demon hunter group, Lan himself had fully ordered the two alchemy core skills of [Resistance Improvement] and [Metabolism Control] in the mortal period.

"Physique, combat, spells, and majestic magic power, you have all proved your worth, Lannister." Philippa said inscrutablely, "You may not be aware of your potential, after all your Your birth limits your knowledge, I can give you a direction to explore yourself, go and look up this term—ancient blood."

The anger in Lan En's heart suddenly dissipated for a little bit, and a feeling of irony and laughter surged up instead.

Do I still need you to tell me that I'm actually Ancient Blood?

Philippa went on: "As for the great cause in which I want you to be a part, I am sorry that I cannot give you the details as our relationship has not yet been established. But I can tell you that my plan includes A force that is powerful enough to turn the continent upside down, joining us will bring you nothing but benefits."

The sense of absurdity in Lan En's heart became heavier. Does "all benefits but no harm" refer to being burned at the stake with you?

But Philippa's posthumous reputation seemed to be good, and hundreds of years after she was burned at the stake, historians and needy politicians finally helped the Coven of Sorceresses quell the rebellion en masse, restoring their honor and giving "martyrs ", Philippa seems to have also been granted the title of "Saint".

From this perspective, Philippa's political ideals are not completely unfulfilled...

Looking at the Philippa who helped the enemy poison his group and now brazenly wooed him by drawing big cakes, Lan suddenly felt that this was not bad. This kind of feeling of the enemy is his favorite.

Although he and Philippa will eventually part ways due to differences in value, at this stage, by using the other party's arrogance and his own foresight, he may be able to temporarily use this top warlock in the north as his own strength. indefinite.

But this rift has already been formed. Lane is a person who can clearly distinguish between love and hate, and he also deeply knows what kind of character Philippa is. They will definitely face each other in the end.

You wait, Lady Owl. Sooner or later, I will re-engrave for you a wave of the world-famous painting of "Forbidden Room, Earth and Valley"!

Lan rubbed his face and forced the expression management to go online: "You repeatedly mentioned your great plan, but you didn't say what your great plan is, so how can I confirm my position, and how can I prove myself?"

Not caring about the slight aggressiveness deliberately created by Lan En's tone, Philippa has extra generosity:

"You don't need to know the whole picture of the plan at the moment. We each perform our duties, and so do you. It may be the guidance of fate, and you have completed your task very well in the dark."

Lan En leaned forward, showing interest: "Mission?"

Philippa nodded and said, "It's good that you have controlled Cintra. This provides us with a different possibility. Maybe you don't even know it—you are actually a warlock, a source Warlock. In order to help your actions, I will try to persuade Vizmir II to continue to support Cintra in the future."

Lan En's teeth were gritted for a while, and he suddenly felt that it was unnecessary. According to Philippa's political IQ, he really didn't dare to accept the other party's kindness.

He considered the words for a while, and said: "When I was helping the people in the civil society, I heard a saying called 'don't put all your eggs in one basket'. Vizmir II has decided to ally with me. Existing relationships are enough, if you really want to help, give me some more diverse help."

Seeing Philippa's dazed eyes, the other party seemed to have no idea that he would refuse her help, Lane said tactfully: "For example, ask Earl Dijkstra to contact me more, I seem to get along well with him, and I You seem to be very close."

Lane nodded his shoulder, implying that Philippa met him with Fatty Di in the form of an owl. In terms of politics, he really trusted Di Fatty more than Philippa.

Then he said: "At the same time, I also attach great importance to the help of warlocks. I heard that you are a member of the Supreme Council of Warlocks. Can you help me get some magic help?"