The son-in-law of Mr. Hachishaku

Chapter 266 Dancing on the grave

The former capital of Temeria, Vizima, was named after its location on the shores of the beautiful Lake Vizima.

Thanks to the developed transportation on land and water, this convenient and developed city has gradually become one of the most important trade nodes in the northern part of the mainland.

This not only attracted Temerian natives, but also a large number of people from all corners of the world and different races chose to settle here.

Unfortunately, its prosperity and stability came to an abrupt end not long ago.

The natural lakeside barrier surrounding the city did not stop the Nilfgaardian attack, and the luxurious palace built by the dead king also became the wartime palace of Emperor Enres.

Li Ang and the other three entered the city in the early morning. Since it was still under curfew, there were basically no civilians in sight, and the shops were all closed. Only Nilfgaardian soldiers in black armor patrolled the streets.

Led by the messenger, they passed through the temple area where lower-class residents gathered.

There is a mission hospital here called Sant Rebioda. Five years ago, it was filled with patients and corpses infected by the [Catriona Plague].

There are still many stories to tell about this massive infectious disease that will go down in history.

The name Catriona comes from a Nilfgaardian ship that brought the plague to the northern kingdoms.

But in fact, the most correct name for the plague should be called the Black Death, or the plague.

During a time travel, Ciri accidentally came to Europe in the 14th century, when the Black Death broke out. Although she returned to the world of "The Witcher" without staying too long, a flea carrying the pathogen fell. on her clothes.

The flea eventually bites a Nilfgaardian rat, which travels to the north of the continent on an old, dirty ship.

The name of the ship is: Catriona.

Whenever he thinks of this story, Li Ang is always glad that he can only carry items through the Great Blessing and Equipment Grid, completely eliminating the possibility of little creatures from other worlds taking advantage of him.

Geralt next to him saw that he was absent-minded and asked curiously:

"Our prophet is predicting the future again? Are you interested in telling me about it?"

Ye Naifa also looked at Li Ang with interest. The title of prophet is not something that ordinary people can have.

Li Ang explained meaningfully: "I just thought of Xili, you have a good daughter."

"Of course!" Geralt replied without hesitation.

Yennefer also looked proud.

Although the sorceress is like this now, in fact, when she first met Ciri, she regarded Ciri as Geralt's child bride, and the relationship between the two was very bad for a time.

Geralt asked again: "Prophet, do you want to come with me to see His Majesty the Emperor?"

Speaking of the words 'Prophet' and 'Your Majesty', Bai Lang's tone did not contain much respect, but was more like a joke.

Li Ang declined the invitation: "Forget it, it's you who the emperor wants to see, and I don't like to be someone's embarrassment."

Geralt analyzed: "If he is really looking for me for Ciri, he will definitely meet you."

"We'll talk about it then." Li Ang looked indifferent.

The main reason is that the title of Emperor has no deterrent effect on him. If we really want to be serious, he is still the fiancé of the Dark Moon Law Goddess and the King of Elden.

Speaking of Darkmoon Law, it’s almost time for Lani to come back, right?

Not long after his thoughts spread out, Temeria Palace arrived.

This palace was built by skilled dwarves. The main body is made of stone, and the style is magnificent and noble. It uses many expensive stained glass and arched domes for decoration.

It's just that the Temerian lilies that could be seen everywhere have been replaced by Nilfgaardian sun flags, and a large number of soldiers are stationed there, with tight security.

Although they were people invited by the emperor, Leon and Geralt were still subject to strict interrogation and confiscated all weapons before they were allowed to enter the palace. Only Yennefer, who originally lived here, survived.

"It's not a good feeling to be touched by several grown men."

"Feel the same."

While Leon and Geralt were chatting, a middle-aged attendant with a serious expression walked towards them.

He said that his name was Mamari and that he was sent by the emperor to pick him up. He also taught Geralt some basic audience etiquette.

Since he could always feel a yin energy in his attendant, Li Ang strongly suspected that he was a eunuch.

"Come with me, Mr. Geralt, you may want to take a shower first."

Yennefer does not need to make an audience, so she can go directly back to her residence.

Li Ang chose to stroll around the palace and take a look.

Considering that he was a friend of the White Wolf and the Sorceress, and was considered half a guest of the emperor, Mamari agreed to this modest request, but he had to be accompanied by guards.

Li Ang said it was okay, after all, he was not here to cause trouble.

However, he didn't look for trouble, but trouble came to him.

Not long after Geralt and Yennefer left, a brown-haired man wearing fine leather armor with a huge sun pendant hanging on his chest found Li Ang.

"I heard that you let Nilfgaard's soldiers run all the way from White Orchard back to Vizima?"

From the man's attire and the behavior of carrying a sword at his waist, it is easy to tell that this man is definitely a noble and a high-ranking member of the empire.

The Li Guigui family has seen a lot and slept with them a lot, so they are not stage frightened at all: "Running back from Baiguoyuan is a bit exaggerated. At most, it can only be considered outside the city, which is only a few kilometers away."

"What? You are the local sheriff and running is not allowed in the city?"

He actually knew who the man was and said that on purpose.

The man had a good temper and did not turn his face directly. He just sighed lightly with an expression that said, "It's really difficult to deal with country bumpkins."

"No, I am Morfar Voris, the commander of the Alba Division. The guards around Yennefer are all my subordinates."

The Alba Division, a heavily armored elite unit belonging to the Nilfgaardian Third Legion, consists mainly of infantry and a mixture of cavalry. Its name comes from the Alba River that flows through the imperial capital, and its unit emblem is a black condor on a white background.

Morfa also just became the commander of this force this year.

It is worth mentioning that many years later, when Enrith died, he would become the new emperor of the Nilfgaard Empire.

"My men have told me what happened on the road. You are a monster who doesn't take human life seriously, right?"

"An extremely dangerous and rare dragon can actually get so close to His Majesty."

"The guards on duty today should be beheaded."

After hearing this, Li Ang couldn't help complaining: "Who on earth doesn't take human life seriously? Also, what about the part where I rescued your little brother from the Wild Hunt? Did you eat it for breakfast?"

As soon as he said this, Morfa suddenly laughed and said, "He is indeed a savage monster who doesn't understand politeness."

"But I appreciate you."

"I am not someone who repays kindness with hatred. I came to you today because I actually want to express my gratitude to you."

"I also admire your strength very much, sir. If possible, I hope to treat you to a casual meal later."

The future emperor's attitude changed so quickly that Li Ang was somewhat uncomfortable.

"I prefer your unruly look just now. Please recover a little bit."

"One more thing, if you think dragons are barbaric, you are totally wrong. Not only do they have extremely high intelligence and powerful magic, they have also ruled this continent many times. This is even the case for you Nefer A feat even the Gadians have accomplished.”

"Finally, I'll give you a little extra knowledge. The original intention of the warlock to create the demon hunter was to fight against the dragon."

Morfar's smile gradually solidified: "Well, I think I have experienced the wisdom of the dragon. At least you can do better than most humans when it comes to satirizing others."

"As for ruling the continent, the empire will be able to do it soon, we can wait and see."

"That's it. Goodbye, Mr. Dragon. As expected, we will be able to meet again soon, and the invitation I just made is still valid."

After saying that, the future emperor left directly, quite like running away.

"That's it?" Li Ang curled his lips: "It would be better for our Xili to inherit the throne."

He then visited all open areas of the palace under the supervision of guards.

I can only say that it is so-so, not as good as my own home. Just when I was feeling bored, I heard anxious footsteps behind me.

"Mr. Li Liang, please stay, His Majesty wants to summon you." Attendant Mama Rui trotted all the way, sweating profusely.

After a while, he said again: "It's not easy to find you. Come with me."

Li Ang turned around and teased: "I don't need to take a bath, shave or something? Or learn how to salute to His Majesty the Great Emperor?"

The above are all things that Geralt has just experienced, but it is a pity that he has been growing a beard for six months.

Nilfgaardians consider beards unsightly and prone to lice.

But White Wolf had three young maids to help with the bath, which made Li Ang very unhappy. He took note of it first and complained to Yennefer later.

Mamari said awkwardly: "Let's keep things simple. Besides, you look much more polite than that demon hunter. To be honest, among all the people I have met, your appearance is definitely among the top three. If it weren't for your pointed ears, I would have thought you were a pure-blood elf."

Li Ang was not complacent because of the praise, because he was well known for his handsomeness.

"Am I polite? Someone just called me barbaric. You Nilfgaardians are really weird."

"Who!" Mamari's face was full of anger: "You are His Majesty's guest, who dares to be so rebellious."

Li Ang smiled and said: "Morfar Voris."

"." Mamari fell silent.

Li Ang did not embarrass this attendant who had already engraved the doctrine into his bones: "Just kidding, please lead the way."

Mamari was amnesty: "Sir, follow me."

On the way to the audience, he did not forget to remind him: "I know that you are naturally humorous, sir, but I am afraid that His Majesty the Emperor will not appreciate this trait. I hope you can be more serious during the interview."

"Also, you must remember to salute. Mr. Geralt did not do this just now, although I have taught him many times myself."

"If you can't remember His Majesty the Emperor's full name, just call him 'Your Majesty'."

"I may not have that much time to teach you. When the time comes, you can just learn to do what I do."

“But it must be loud and clear and respectful.”

Li Ang's left ear twitched and his right ear twitched. He seemed to be listening carefully, but in fact he didn't take it seriously.

A few minutes later, the two reached the highest floor of the palace through the spiral staircase.

Mamari knocked on the door rhythmically several times, deliberately pausing for a few seconds before pushing open the mahogany door.

"See, Diswein Yardan Ian Karn Aep Monruth, the white flames dancing on the graves of our enemies—His Majesty Emperor Emhyr Emreth!"

While bowing and saluting, Mamari shouted His Majesty the Emperor's name in a voice like a church choir, once in both the Ancient Tongue and the Common Tongue.

Among them, [White Flame Dancing on the Enemy's Grave] is the title of the emperor. It is similar to [Card Master of White Orchard] and can be simply referred to as:

The fire of dancing on the grave.

Li Ang had no time to hold back his laughter after hearing this, so he didn't bother to salute.

Seeing that he was motionless and had not yet straightened up, Mamari thought to herself that his career would be destroyed in the hands of these two bastards who did not understand etiquette.

Fortunately, the Tomb Emperor was magnanimous and waved his hand slightly: "You have nothing to do here, Mamari, go out first."

"As you wish, Your Majesty the Emperor." Mamari wiped the sweat from her forehead, maintained her bowing posture, and slowly exited the room.

Although the two communicated in Nilfgaardian, you could roughly understand what they were talking about from their tone of voice.

After the attendant left, only Leon, Geralt and Emris were left in the room.

This place is not the emperor's palace, but a reception and office area. The area is small and the furnishings are very simple. There is a wooden table, a chair, and several rows of bookshelves in the corner.

From this, we can see that Enrith is a thrifty emperor who does not like luxury.

At this time, he was leaning on the back of the chair in an extremely relaxed posture, his serious features were not angry, and his slightly curious eyes were looking up and down at Li Ang.

"I was surprised that Xilia could become friends with a giant dragon. I thought her personality was not very good at making friends."

Before Li Ang could say anything, Geralt said angrily:

"What did you say about me just now? I can't even learn basic etiquette? I don't even greet you, and the treatment is completely different."

Emres ignored the white wolf.

Unlike most kings in this world, his attitude towards the ancient races is quite friendly.

Therefore, Li Ang's rude behavior was not a problem at all in his opinion.

"I heard from Geralt, do you know the specific whereabouts of Siriya?"

Xili and Xilia are both abbreviations of Xili's full name, and Enres is more accustomed to calling the former.

Leon told the emperor again what he had said to Geralt before about the Misty Island.

Enrith thought for a moment and said: "Although I know the news of my daughter's return, it is not so accurate. I only know that she is still in danger, and the wild hunt is chasing her."

"You have brought me good news, good news in every sense of the word."

"The soldiers have informed me. Can you deal with the Wild Hunt?"

Li Ang was noncommittal: "This is probably why Xili came to me."

"Please be respectful to His Majesty the Emperor." Geralt said in a hypocritical manner: "You are a countryman with no manners."

He was joking, and Li Ang knew he was joking.

But His Majesty the Emperor doesn't like to joke.

"quiet!"

"The war is still going on right now. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Find my daughter and bring her back."

Geralt doesn't like working with people at the top because the results he gets every time are unsatisfactory.

"Don't you have tens of thousands of troops? There is no need to look for me."

Emres stood up and came to a huge oil painting: "You know the reason. My daughter only trusts you. Besides, national affairs are more important than family affairs. I have always been like this."

"You are her father too, Geralt. There is no other choice."

"Besides, I won't let you go in vain. The reward I can give you is much more than you think."

With that said, Enris looked at Li Ang: "You too."

Li Ang didn't know what politeness was, and pointed to the oil painting in front of the emperor: "Then I want this."

The oil painting is a portrait. The image in the painting is of Ciri as a child. She is wearing a pink and tender fluffy princess dress with a bow in her hair.

It was originally a beautiful and warm scene, but it was ruined because of Xili's lack of cooperation.

Perhaps it was because the painter's movements were too slow, which made Ciri unhappy. The facial features were squeezed together, and the pouted mouth was probably waiting for a unicorn.

Then, her unwilling little look was fixed on the canvas.

It's unclear whether it was Xili who was sick or whether the painter was sick. It was always a dark history that she could not erase.

Enrith even took this painting with him when marching and fighting, which also illustrates the importance of his daughter in his heart.

"Why do you want this?"

Li Ang replied matter-of-factly: "Because I don't like your other things."
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Yesterday, my work unit arrested me as a young man, and I went on a business trip to the big city of Hohhot, but I was exhausted to death.

(End of this chapter)