From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Facts have proved that Leitho is the Snake sect member who has changed the most in his way of thinking after the establishment of the Demon Hunter Order.

Kolgrim and the other three were frightened by Leiso's bold plan, but they also had a vague sense of anticipation that they wanted to witness it.

In this mood, the three of them peeked at the scenery of Kaedwen Palace through Alice's paintings and judged the passage of time.

…

Late at night, there was no strange noise in the hall.

Candles were first lit in the palace hall, and then gradually burned out. There are no more servants coming and going around, and even the guards only occasionally pass by between patrols.

The brightly lit areas at night are in the bedroom or study, while the most heavily guarded areas are outside the palace.

Who will focus on the hall?

In the corner, a landscape oil painting depicting the primeval forest of Kaedwen suddenly lit up with bright emerald flames, and a steady stream of light poured out from it, gradually condensing into four figures.

They appeared in mid-air, and even the tallest one landed with almost no sound.

They looked at each other and immediately scattered like snakes.

Kolgrim, Seret, and Oakes followed the plan to find landmark buildings and set them on fire to attract the attention of the night guards, while Leitho identified the direction, turned around, and climbed onto the roof.

The weight brought by the thick muscles did not bother him at all. Leisuo's huge body moved flexibly between the roof and the beams like a monkey.

Unlike the Three Snakes, this was his first time coming to Kaedwen Palace, but the map drawn by Kolgrim and the guard schedule had already been engraved in his mind.

--Sudden.

Lei Suo's figure changed from extreme movement to extreme stillness. He turned around and flashed into the back of a bell through the shadow of the moonlight.

In the corridor on the lower side in front of him, a group of guards patrolled past; on the tower sentry above his left front and right front, there were sentries turning around.

The patrolling guards circled the tower in front of them, while the sentries looked at the four turning directions of southeast, northwest and northwest at a certain frequency. Their sight lines irregularly formed a large net, covering everything in front.

Leisuo sorted through the information in his mind and found that the area in front of him was the most intensively patrolled area from the castle's front hall to the king's bedroom.

You need to wait, you need a blind spot.

He recited the rhythm in his mind, observing the pace of the patrol and the rhythm of the sentry's turns.

…

The patrol moved to the back of the tower.

But the sight of the sentry on the left was focused on Lei Suo's bunker.

not now.

…

The direction of the sentry on the left turned towards the empty city wall.

The sight of the sentry on the right has just left.

But the patrol team on the ground moved to the front at this time.

Not now either.

…

Leisuo muttered silently in his mind, almost turning the sights of the sentries into lines in his mind, constructing a perspective view in the open space of the tower in front of him.

finally. at a certain moment.

The patrol entered the corner and blocked the line of sight; the sentry on the left once again turned his back to him and was no longer on guard;

The sentry on the right was about to turn towards Lei Suo's hiding place.

But he paused suddenly, and then—

Yawned.

He closed his eyes involuntarily, and vaguely felt as if a crow was fluttering above his head; when he rubbed his eyes and opened them, he didn't notice that the shadow behind the bell tower had faded at all.

…

It's just in front.

Leisuo and others leaped to the top of the tower, taking advantage of the broad sightline from high up to have a panoramic view of the buildings below.

After identifying the direction, he dived down and reached the edge of the roof in an instant like skiing. Then he used his right hand to grab the roof beam as a fulcrum, and his whole body swayed far away under the moonlight——

With a soft "pop" sound, he landed on the window edge as if he had no weight.

The balcony just in front of him, three windows away, was emitting the most eye-catching light in the dark night.

"It's not the bedroom, it's the study?" Leisuo tilted his head. Judging from King Henselt's famous style, he didn't look like someone who would work diligently on state affairs in the middle of the night.

He easily sneaked to the window sill above the study, hanging upside down, using the shadow to peek at the scene inside.

When he saw it clearly, he was slightly startled, and then raised the corners of his mouth.

"In this case...it will be a lot easier."

…

In the spacious study room, there are more than ten guards standing at random, standing against the wall. The eyes that should have been alert to the surrounding areas were firmly caught in the center of the study.

It’s not that I’m attracted, but I can’t bear it.

A pale-skinned elf was tied to an experimental table. His whole body was covered with dense needle holes, knife wounds, and gaps where flesh had been removed.

He was an experimental subject, and he seemed to have been through a lot of torture.

Henselt was lying on the sofa with a glass of wine on his high belly, looking unhappy.

"Hurry up and tell me what breakthroughs you have made in your research? Look at the sky outside! If you can't give me satisfactory results, I will let you know the consequences of disturbing my sleep!"

Henselt pointed at the bound elf fiercely: "You will be like him!"

The warlock at the experimental table did not change his expression in the face of Henselt's threats and reprimands, and just bowed slightly.

The four major kingdoms are prosperous. Just like Temeria had three high-level warlocks, Triss, Keira, and Fikat, Kaedwen also has more than one warlock, but an "advisory team."

However, there are always one or two warlocks in a group who are too good, and it is easy for others to forget about the other members of the advisory group.

For example, Sabine Grievesig, now known as the "Daughter of Kaedwen Wasteland", has been Kaedwen's advisor for a long time, and her prestige and power far exceed that of the other members of the advisory group.

Sabina is also known for her fiery temper, so she has a bad relationship with the other sorcerers on the advisory board. She has not yet returned from a trip to Xenide Island, thus giving other advisors an opportunity to please the king.

"Your Majesty, if we don't have enough experimental breakthroughs, then I wouldn't dare disturb your precious sleep." The warlock smiled, "Please look at-"

He turned over his hand, revealing the glass clay pot held in his palm, which emitted a long blue light.

Henselt frowned: "This is... [North Wind Bomb]?"

Since Lann’s killing spree in the Civil War, all countries have paid attention to magic and inhuman races; and after Lann reestablished the Demon Hunter Order, the Demon Hunters have also come back into the sight of the top management in the North. .

Everyone believes that the profession that Lannister strongly supports must have merit.

Therefore, advisors from all major countries followed the order and began to study knowledge related to witchers again. As one of the main means of demon hunters, alchemical bombs were the first to gain Kaedwen's favor.

These weapons developed by warlocks and alchemists were promoted by demon hunters, but they were not taken seriously by the ruling class because their costs were too high and they were not popular. In human society, problems that can be solved with bombs can also be solved with daggers and arrows.

But Henselt particularly liked these alchemy bombs this time, because they were interesting.

The process of killing inhuman races with these bomb patterns made his blood boil: fire, poison gas, freezing, fragments splashing, these were far more interesting than simple swords or whips.

If Mossack or Lann knew about this, they would probably sigh again: He is indeed Henselt.

"You woke me up in the middle of the night to ask me to freeze another elf? What's wrong with your brain?" Henselt yelled, "And you're still in the study. Do you want to trick me into committing suicide?!"

The warlock quickly lowered his head and wiped his sweat.

He had little chance of getting close to the king while Sabina was around. He had been thinking about tonight's show for a long time.

"Your Majesty, haven't you been asking us to innovate on the use of these bombs? Sabina has always only studied magic and failed to understand alchemy, but I finally made a breakthrough after a long period of research!"

The warlock held up the improved [North Wind] in his hand as if he were offering a treasure, and moved closer to the tied elf.

"General North Wind bombs only release freezing air after the explosion to slow down the speed of those affected, but the diffuse and dispersed power even makes it difficult to condense blood!" The warlock said proudly, "And for Beifeng, I The materials inside are concentrated to the point where they are in a liquid state, enough to freeze blood, flesh, and bones into ice cubes and shatter in an instant!"

"Except for the frozen part, other parts of the experimental subject's body will not be harmed at all." The warlock said arrogantly: "They will remain awake and watch the body be frozen, lose consciousness, and then shatter. Crack. And when they permanently lose that part of their limb, their brains haven’t even had time to generate pain!”

Henselt said coldly: "In other words, no blood, no screams, no torture?"

The king's question made the warlock shake his head: "No, no, Your Majesty, my new north wind will create a new kind of fear, a kind of torture that transcends ordinary pain. You will like it..."

"And -" the warlock showed the king the glass jar in his hand. It was not in the shape of a bomb, but rather like a perfume bottle that had been enlarged an unknown number of times.

"My new North Wind is more controllable. It can 'spray' freezing air, instead of distributing its power through 'explosion' like a bomb without any technical content!" the warlock said confidently, "This is the same as liquid freezing materials. It is a great innovative breakthrough. Your Majesty will experience the fun after using it personally. I guarantee you..."

…

The sorcerer chattered endlessly, trying to arouse the king's interest and gain his favor.

He raised his hand and cast a spell to wake up the unconscious elf twitchingly. He waved his hand to summon his experimental assistant, then turned around and directed the other person to demonstrate.

He didn't notice at all that when everyone's attention was attracted, a shadow quietly came in from outside the window.

"Buzz-whoosh-crack!"

The slight sound of a crossbow loosening its strings sounded first.

Immediately afterwards, an arrow penetrated the window, accurately shattering the improved [North Wind] in the hands of the apprentice.

This happened so fast.

In an instant, the "highly condensed" power that the warlock praised and "can instantly freeze flesh, blood and bones" burst out violently!

The apprentices and elves holding the [North Wind] immediately turned into ice sculptures, followed closely by several nearby guards. The power of ice continues to spread, and the experimental table, books, chandeliers, ceilings, and window sills all become part of the ice in just half a breath!

But the warlock next to Henselt reacted really quickly - he was focused on the bomb.

In fact, he is not as confident as he appears, and is always on guard against bomb accidents.

The moment the glass crackled, he immediately opened the protective shield and tightly protected Henselt and several nearby guards behind him!

Saved a life.

The freezing air from the [North Wind] continued to be released for five breaths, until it turned the study into a glacier. From this perspective, this warlock's scientific research ability deserves recognition.

When the warlock panted and removed the protective shield, he shouted before others could react: "It's an assassin! Outside the window! There is an assassin!"

Henselt gave the warlock a cold look and tilted his head towards the few remaining guards.

"Miso miso miso", the sword was unsheathed. The only four remaining guards looked at each other, formed a simple formation, and walked cautiously towards the window.

They had just seen the arrows and knew the enemy's location. It's incredible to be able to sneak into the palace late at night, but maybe the other party underestimated the power of [North Wind] and was affected to death?

The window sills were frozen, cracked, and as brittle as cookies. The cold sword in the guard's hand was testing the colder darkness outside the window.

The enemy seems to be hiding in it, lurking like a poisonous snake, just waiting--

a chance!

With a "boom", the roof of the study suddenly collapsed, and the frozen ceiling turned into hailstones and rained down on the people in the room.

The moment Leisuo's majestic body hit the ground, it ejected faster than it fell, and in the blink of an eye he crashed into the group of guards from behind.

He did not use a sword, but just unsheathed the sharp dagger, which instantly pierced two spines like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and killed half of the enemies after hitting the ground with two "bang" and "bang" sounds.

The third guard reacted, yelling and daring to swing his sword. The small dagger collided with a steel blade that was five times as big. At this moment, the guard felt that what the assassin was holding was not a dagger, but a battle axe!

His wrist was bent back without any resistance, and the huge force even forced the sword in his hand to press against his throat, and he was uncontrollably carried away by the opponent's power - click!

The sword edge and throat were shattered together.

So only the last guard was left.

Lei Suo looked at the other person's eyes that had turned into panic, but instead of searching for the dagger, he quickly stretched out his left hand to pinch the other person's neck, and lifted it behind him like a chicken, and blocked it——

With a "boom", the warlock tried his best to release a fireball towards Leisuo.

This magic is not burning, but has a violent tearing feeling. The huge heat explodes in the body of the guard who is used as a shield by Lei Suo. His whole body seems to have turned into a bomb, and countless flesh and bones are using him as a shield. The center splashed around.

But Lei Suo was fine.

…

The warlock looked at the assassin who was staring closely at him. Take a deep breath.

This body type is very powerful and very fast.

At this distance of less than ten steps, he only had one last chance for magic.

However, he is a warlock, and the other party is just an assassin.

One magic is enough!

The warlock skillfully condensed the fireball again, and Leisuo also lowered his center of gravity and charged like a tiger tearing through the blood rain all over the sky.

He held the dagger flat and stepped hard every time. The frozen floor couldn't bear it and began to break apart. Cracks even spread to the walls and began to tremble dangerously.

It was as if the entire frozen study couldn't bear Lei Suo's running and collapsed!

The warlock sneered and looked at the menacing Leisuo and his only weapon-the dagger.

Can he still split the fireball with a dagger?

With a "warm roar", the fireball swayed and shot out.

What stood in front of it was not a dagger, but an empty left hand.

[Alder's Seal·Bearing]!

Ice meets fire.

"Not an assassin!" the warlock screamed, "you are a hunter..."

He couldn't get the rest of the words out. Instead of slicing the fireball, the dagger slit his neck.

Lei Suo pulled out the weapon coldly and shook off the blood on it.

He turned around and looked at Henselt, who had already pissed himself and was lying next to the door. The frozen door handle had been broken and pulled out by him. He slapped the solid door in vain. There was also noise outside the door. The guards who were eager to protect the Lord were also blocked by the door and could not get in.

Leisuo took a slight breath and looked down at the increasingly icy floor, unable to exert too much force.

So he walked lightly, step by step, slowly approaching Henselt.

"Wait, wait!" Henselt shouted out of control, "Who sent you here? I'll pay double... ten times the price. Is it him, is it Lenny..."

Pfft.

Leisuo grabbed Henselt's hair with his left hand, and slashed his throat with his right hand; with another slash, he lifted the round thing in his hand.

He weighed it and was suddenly startled. In the past, after the snake sect completed the assassination, they would bring something back to their employer to show that they had completed the task - this thing was usually a head. Now he has even developed a professional muscle memory.

But now——

Leisuo threw Henselt aside in disgust, listened to the anxious shouts of the guards outside for a while through the door panel, and twisted his neck.

Then he lowered his head, lowered his shoulders, smashed the cracked ice wall with a bang, and landed lightly on the roof of a nearby building.

A few ups and downs, disappearing into the night.