"You let me down."

The Emperor Enhill of the Nilfgaard Empire sat behind the table and looked at the wizard standing not far away.

Wigoftz didn't speak, his eyes didn't seem to be in focus, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You promised me that you will bring that girl to me."

"And how did Cassirer die?"

Enhill was very young, but his face was serious and scary, his black hair was combed meticulously behind his head, his eyes were sharp, and he treated this powerful genius sorcerer no differently.

"A little accident happened, it's beyond my control..."

Wigoftz replied after a long while.

"Cassirer and the girl simply fought each other and suffered a little injury, but then the witcher killed him easily." Wigoftz explained.

Enhill frowned. He received some news from the officials of the Empire, and all signs indicated that Cassirer's death seemed not so simple.

But Enhill did not pursue this issue, "give me an exact time."

This already seemed too impatient for him.

After the Sinide Island Incident, all forces were actively searching for Xili's whereabouts, but the girl seemed to have evaporated.

Enhill even suspected that she had fallen into the hands of a certain king of the Northern Alliance. If it were more extreme, those **** guys would probably make the girl's belly bigger first.

In this way, the marriage becomes a matter of course.

Enhill did something similar when he was young. He knew that those guys would do whatever they could for the sake of politics and status.

"The situation is different. Now that girl is no longer the focus, but the demon hunter next to her is."

"You said the so-called accident rate and fate?" Enhill sneered, and there was an indescribable irony in the laughter.

"Don't underestimate the power of destiny, after all, you are also a beneficiary of this matter."

Enhill was silent, and he looked up at Wigoftez and said nothing.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is the supreme king, but deep in his heart there is a secret that only he and Wigoftz know.

When he was young, Enhill was persecuted by the rebel forces of the Nilfgaard Empire and had to stay away from his kingdom. Not only that, but he himself was cursed, in two states of human form and hedgehog form.

Many years ago, he and a princess had a private life. This matter was strongly opposed by the princess's mother, and in order to kill him, the tough mother had to invite a demon hunter.

Geralt.

But the thing is that there is a turning point here.

So, speaking of the Demon Hunter, Geralt first thought of Enhill.

"It's not that white wolf, it's another one."

"Roger."

"No one knows where he came from, but according to the results of my current investigation, this Roger is likely to be the first demon hunter in history. Or the standard for making other demon hunters."

"And this guy is obviously much better than his juniors."

Wigoftz had a solemn face. After returning, he had secretly deduced countless times, but the final result made him extremely decadent.

One-on-one in a narrow space, even if the best means is done, it will end up with the opponent.

That man is strong enough to affect balance.

And this kind of power is beyond his comprehension.

But these words made the great emperor feel extremely harsh.

There is no flesh and blood in his heart that can resist the iron cavalry of Nilfgaard's army.

Those so-called strong people are there? The horse hooves of the cavalry became meat sauce.

"In that case, find him and kill him."

"Such important news, you should tell me earlier."

"It's not that simple." Wigoftz smiled, and the Emperor's contempt reminded him of who he was once.

Feeling the emptiness under the robe, Wigoftz was cold, and now he has paid a heavy price for his contempt.

"No one can kill him."

"He is the most powerful swordsman I have ever seen. Even ten Geralts can't be compared with him. No, we can't simply compare it like this."

"Because they are more like two creatures."

"If ten can't work, then a hundred, or even a thousand, and then send an army."

"Our troops can even level the mountains, let alone one person."

Enhill is still used to thinking about problems with his strengths.

"Yes, he can indeed be defeated by human tactics, but first we have to find him to determine its location, and then, without disturbing him, mobilize an army of more than a hundred people to encircle and suppress..."

Wigoftz spread his hands.

"Do you still find it simple now?"

His Majesty the Emperor frowned.

"He is just a demon hunter, really as powerful as you said?"

If it weren't for Wigoftz's understanding, Enhill even suspected that this was an excuse for the other party to shirk responsibility.

"Just keep it simple. If he wants to kill you, all the troops outside and the defenses in the palace are useless."

Wigoftz pointed at his feet, "He is here. At least one of us will die."

Enhill was silent.

Because he knew that Wigoftz never made jokes about his life or death.

"Roger is protecting that girl, so don't worry, she won't fall into the hands of the kings of the Northern Alliance, they don't have that ability."

"So, if you want to find him, you have to kill that demon hunter?" Enhill concluded at last.

"Yes, I already have a plan for this." There was a vicious look in his eyes, and his hatred for Roger even exceeded that of his parents who had abandoned him.

"I need a little support, because next you will see a small battle, even a massacre!"

After a moment, Enhill nodded slowly.

After a whole night of secret talks, Wigoftez opened the portal and returned to his castle. He entered the underground secret laboratory alone, where many bodies were placed.

All are men~lightnovelpub.net~ Some organs are particularly prominent.

After a long experiment, Wigoftz did not get the results he wanted, and a tyrannical mood rose. He wanted to destroy everything in front of him with a blazing storm.

"It's Ms. Francesca." The alchemy doll reminded Wigoftez.

Casting a spell to remove the smell of medicine remaining on the clothes, Wigoftz calmed down, and then left the laboratory.

He didn't want anyone to speculate about his own experiment through the clues of the medicine.

"What is so anxious?"

Francesca was as beautiful as ever. She chose to stand on Nilfgaard's side during the Sinide Island Incident, and her sacrifice was exchanged for Enhill's support.

The elves got a piece of their own territory, although it was not big, at least they had a place to stay.

The two are in a cooperative relationship, and there is no obvious subordinate.

"Contact Philippa, we want to mobilize all the forces in our hands to start a war."

"War, are you kidding me?" Francesca looked surprised.

"I'm not being alarmist, the demon hunter has probably mastered a large-scale regional ban magic."

"This is related to the survival of the entire warlock community. Think about it. If similar technologies are controlled by those nobles and kings..."

"Then we, and Philippa's domineering female warlocks, what are they?"

"This is a war, and one of the two sides must be completely extinct after the battle is over."

Wigoftez's eyes flashed sharply, and this emotion pierced into the heart of the female elf like a dagger.

"Which one are you going to do?"

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