From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

The figures traced out in color sway on the canvas.

Even with the quality of an oil painting, Francesca is rendered exceptionally beautiful. Her body is even outlined with gold and green lines to exaggerate the character's unique temperament.

"I met the son of the ancient blood, Eredin." Francesca said.

"So I'm here." The knight in skull armor across from her replied.

The knight is very tall. Francesca is also considered tall among women, roughly estimated to be 1.7 meters tall, but she can only barely reach the knight's chest.

In the scroll, the knight's body is surrounded by ice blue and black weapons, and his eyes are flashing red.

Then he took off his helmet, revealing the handsome face of an elf.

"For those of us who can only use the power of 'white frost' to move around, it is not easy to come here." As a Wild Hunt knight from another world, Eredin said, "Every time you travel across the world, you will be disappointed. Hoarfrost is closer to our 'Redwood Land'."

"But you still lead your troops to fight everywhere, plundering resources for your world, don't you?" Francesca retorted.

"If this goes well, then I will be able to regain the power to travel through time and space, and all difficulties will be solved."

Eredin sneered and acquiesced to Francesca's statement: "Tell me the information you know and your plan."

Francesca raised her chin slightly.

"I saw those two sons of ancient blood with my own eyes, just a few days ago." She emphasized, "A boy and a girl."

Later, the elves in this world told the elves in the other world exactly what was going on that day.

"The meeting of Thanede Island?" Eredin repeated the term.

"This is an excellent opportunity." Francesca said, "The son of the ancient blood now controls the power of a country, and you can only send one army here. Under this premise, even if we add our'Ai Even the power of En-Cid's power could not shake his Cintra."

"But this meeting will keep him in an unfamiliar place for a long time, with no more than a guard at most." She emphasized, "This is our best chance. After catching him, there will be no more Sintra." Too powerful. I will raid their capital with you again and kidnap Cirilla."

"Two sons of ancient blood. Cirilla belongs to you. I know that you have long planned to let Oberon's descendants inherit the ancient blood."

"You want that Lann?" Eredin asked curiously, "I heard that he has become something on your side...a demon hunter? He has lost his fertility, what do you want him for?"

"He has excellent political influence, and I can use him to gain the first bargaining chip to counterattack humanity."

"You Iron Sid will regain the power of the dimension, but you are still entangled in the battles of this world?" Eredin shook his head and put forward a more pertinent opinion, "Perhaps you can draw his blood to make a new one" The Gate of Time and Space'. With the two sages Avallac'h and Ada Emin, and the energy in the ancient blood, this is not something that cannot be foreseen."

Francesca said coldly: "The blood spilled by the Iron Sid tribe on the mountainous land must be repaid. If you Iron El tribe are not willing to help, then we will use our own way to achieve our goal."

"Okay. After all, it is your trophy, and it is your right to use it how you use it." Eredin chuckled, "Then the most critical question - how do you ensure that our operation goes smoothly?"

"I have gained Lan's trust. I will send the Scoia'tael to attack Kaedwen to stabilize him, as he proposed before. Then I will bring the elite team stationed at the Blue Mountain headquarters to Thaned Island to help you deal with it. Lane.”

"But that will leave your Scoia'tael team isolated and helpless." The Wild Hunt Knight touched the skull helmet in his hand and could feel the coldness through his gloves. "Your numbers are already small, and you continue to abandon them. My own compatriots?”

For the first time, Francesca fell silent during her conversation with the elves from the other world.

"For the common good," she then said slowly, "Everything has a price. War requires sacrifice, and so does peace."

"Even if the Children of the Ancient Blood did not appear, the Scoia'tael were part of the original plan to be sacrificed. They stirred up riots and caused the south or the north to pay attention to us. Then humans compromised on us and allowed the Iron Sids of the Blue Mountains to possess country, and the Scoia'tael were carved out..."

As if to appease her guilt, Francesca spoke extravagantly this time: "But now that the ancient blood has appeared, their sacrifices can be exchanged for more."

"It's all about Iron Sheed."

…

The colorful figures on the scroll are still moving, and their voices are simulated through the vibrations of chaotic energy.

Lann admired the contradiction between Francesca's compassion and determination at the end, which was very ruler-like.

I don't know what others think.

So Lan turned back to Iorveth and asked, "What do you think?"

The changes in mood of the Scoia'tael leader are wonderful.

Starting from the conversation between Francesca and Wild Hunt, he showed several expressions of "confusion", "horror", "determination to kill oneself", "confusion", "disbelief" and "despair of betrayal".

At this moment, his fists were clenched, his eyes were red, and his teeth were clenching.

Lan shook his head: "You may be confused about the methods I showed, or you need some time to digest the information. Then..."

…

Iorveth and Francesca are different.

Francesca's thinking has been perfectly integrated into the politicians of this continent. She upholds the arrogance of the elves and focuses on macro interests.

And Iorveth is the general on the front line.

He was the one who personally led his troops to fight on the front lines, and he had a deeper understanding of the struggles of frontline soldiers than Francesca.

He nailed the bow and arrow into the enemy's body with his own hands, and buried the sword into the chest of his helpless companions with his own hands; he knew what supported the people around him in fighting, and he also knew that what they longed for was not grand.

When Iorveth led the Scoia'tael, he had more companions: in addition to elves, there were also dwarves, halflings, gnomes and other non-human races.

When receiving the order to cooperate with Nilfgaard, Iorveth was initially repulsive. It's just that they had deviated too far from the Scoia'tael's philosophy at that time and could no longer look back.

From the beginning of "working for the benefit of their compatriots" to "revenge on mankind" to "satisfying Nilfgaard's transaction conditions", what exactly did they go through.

What are they, the Scoia'tael, fighting for now?

【team leader? 】 Iorveth's mind showed the way the other Scoia'tael members questioned him in the Pontar Valley, after Lan exposed the truth he had concealed.

【team leader! 】This is the cry of a halfling who was cut off during a battle.

He was urging Iorveth.

With a cold "pop" sound, Iorveth knelt down towards Lan.

He was prostrate on the ground, and the pointed-eared elf humbly pressed his forehead against the marble floor.

"No need to think about it, Lord Lannister," he said, "I am willing to lead all my Scoia'tael to join Cintra. From now on, your will is the direction our arrows point."

Even if Lan En had this idea, he was shocked for a moment.

He originally wanted to give the leader of the Scoia'tael some time to think about it, but he didn't expect that the other party would take effect so quickly.

"Have you thought clearly? Are you going to abandon Francesca's elves and switch to Cintra, a human kingdom?"

Iorveth's voice was decisive: "You and Her Majesty Sirilla are both of ancient blood. What flows in your body is the true blood of the sage. You and Her Majesty Sirilla are also the orthodox of the elves."

"And..." Iorveth raised his head, "We in the Scoia'tael not only have elves, but also halflings, gnomes and dwarves!"

Lan's eyes became deep: "Are you doing it for them?"

Iorveth nodded without hesitation, then shook his head: "Not just for them."

Lann looked at Iorveth steadily, and then laughed.

——

The real map of the North was spread out in front of Lan. At hand were undrafted documents and his own notebook.

Plans change.

If he just wanted to use a trick on Philippa to detonate Aretuza, then Lan's power at hand would be completely sufficient.

But if Francesca wants to play tricks on herself again, and if he wants to play tricks on Francesca and Wild Hunt again, the power at hand seems to be a little tight.

After all, they were a Wild Hunting team that could draw on the power of the white frost, and they even included the elite elves from the Blue Mountain headquarters.

A brief summary of the drama on Thanede Island this time: there were representatives from the North who originally wanted to come to the meeting honestly, there was the Warlock Brotherhood as the host, and there were Philippa and Reda who wanted to take the opportunity to cause trouble. The Royal Guards of Nia, Cintra who wanted to take advantage of the fire, and finally the table elves who wanted to stab in the dark.

A total of five forces.

It was really a free-for-all.

This is what happened on Thanede Island, not to mention the coup Philipba took the opportunity to launch in Redania and the sneak attack she wanted to carry out in Kaedwen.

After thinking for a moment, Lan decided that the Scoia'tael originally planned to be sent to Kaedwen would not change. Francesca wanted to use these soldiers to confuse her, so he would use Iorveth's prestige within the Scoia'tael to take advantage of the order. Collect them and turn them into the power of Cintra.

But if the elves want to launch a surprise attack on Thanede Island, the force sent to Kaedwen will definitely not be enough - just the Scoia'tael that they originally planned to abandon.

Lann decided to send Sakia and the Serpent witchers to Kaedwen.

As the uprising leader who united various races in the original timeline, Dragon Girl was not just a high-level thug. Lane believes that she can unite more forces in the birthplace of the Scoia'tael and bring herself more surprises.

As for the Snake Sect... I understand everything.

In the original work, these guys almost switched from "Demon Hunters" to full-time "King Hunters".

However, Lann thought about it and decided to send only Kolgrim, Oaks, and Seret.

Leisuo wanted to take him to Xannide Island himself. After all, it was a frontal battlefield, and big men were indispensable.

…

The above is the arrangement for the Kaedwen battlefield.

As for Redania, Philipba doesn't really need to take more action on her own.

As for the most important Xianide Island...

Lan thought for a while, and if he remembered correctly, Thanede Island was geographically considered Temeria's territory.

It just so happens that I have to go to Temeria recently due to unexpected personal matters. When I leave for Thanede Island, I can stop by and visit. If we can chat well, we can go together as a group.

It's a pity that all the missions have returned home now, otherwise they could directly discuss this matter with Keira Metz.

After writing a diplomatic document hurriedly and stamping his seal, Lan called House to come in and asked him to hand it over to the messenger, intending to test Temeria's attitude.

Are there any other ways to increase one's own strength in a short period of time?

Lann frowned.

It seems that Novigrad can still be operated. As the center of the northern border, there are still a lot of high-end combat capabilities. You can ask Kiyaen later if there is anything else to gain there.

The eternal fire controlled by Shapet can also usurp more rights after Philippa's assassination is successful.

As for the frontal battlefield... I don't know how the research on Mossak's secondary mutation and various experiments is going, so Lan decided to rush it when he has time...

etc!

Lan suddenly remembered that he had another card.

——

The headquarters of the Griffin School, Kael Siren.

Underground laboratory.

It is said to be an underground experiment, but due to the requirements of biological experiments, there are still many "prison"-like compartments here.

Compared with the dungeons in the capital of Sintra, these compartments are safer for "imprisonment" and are more suitable for holding some more dangerous terrorists.

For example, the bounty hunter Leo Bonnard has been listed as material for the formulation of the witcher by Mossack.

Another example--

Lann looked at the listless warlock in front of him and said coldly:

"Did you have a good time, Vilgefortz?"

The sound of the iron door opening and footsteps made Wigefortz tremble slightly, and then the light that poured into the compartment made him curl up.

He looked miserable.

There was a huge scar across his face that was scratched by Regis. Although it had been treated, it still left a scar that was as ferocious and bright as a centipede.

He looked sallow and depressed. During this period, Mossack used a lot of magic potions on him to disintegrate his consciousness, and dug out a lot of precious information and truth from his mouth.

These truths aroused Mossak's anger again. If it weren't for the fear of accidentally killing Wigfortz, the old druid would have wanted to directly turn him into the material for human experiments.

"The blood of the ancients?" After his eyes adjusted to the light, Vilgefortz murmured to Lan.

Very good, he did not call his name, but directly shouted out the blood of the ancients.

This shows how deep this guy’s obsession is.

It was also due to the fact that Mossak's potion had completely broken Vilgefortz's will.

But in the next second, Vilgefortz finally regained his remaining sanity. He turned his eyes and recognized the person in front of him.

"Lan... Lannister?" He breathed heavily, "You finally... came to me..."

"This is our... first meeting!"

Lann chuckled and strode in.

He studied the face in front of him, his eyes getting colder and colder.

His hands were so itchy that he just wanted to take out [Igni] immediately and shoot it in the face of the warlock in front of him.

Wait a minute, Lan said to himself. Wait.

It wasn't time for him to die, he wasn't in enough pain.

"Want to go out?" Lann said looking at the warlock's defeated face, "Do you want the power of the ancient blood?"