"This is... wait, I know her."

"The magical aura hasn't dissipated yet, a female warlock? Actually died here before the summit?" Tisaya frowned. "Who do you think did it? Do they have to do it in advance?"

"No, Tishaya, this is not a northern warlock, I know her." Zelin picked up the mud covering her body, revealing Ashley's cheeks half eaten, and he could still see from the swollen corpse. The general appearance of the sorcerer. "She is Ashley Anachen, the sorcerer of the South."

"Do you know what's going on?"

"No."

The demon hunter couldn't help but frown. He knew that Ashley was an entourage of the Nilfgard mission, but now he was found dead here. Judging by the traces on the body, it should have been dead for several days. But there was no change in the Nilfgaard camp, as if nothing had been discovered. If a warlock with the army disappears, they will at least send some soldiers to look for it. But neither at the Nilfgaard camp nor when I met with Cynthia later, there was no sign that important figures in the camp were missing.

Either Cynthia knew nothing about it, or it was Ambassador Hillard’s plan.

"She is a member of the Sorcerer's Assembly Hall." Zelin immediately thought of the news he had heard before. Ladovide arrested Philiba and put her in a dungeon. Redania and Nilfgaard are having a private conversation. Now Philippa in the north is imprisoned, and Ashley in the south is already dead. Linking these two things together, Zelin came to a conclusion. "I suspect that if they want to deal with the sorcerers, they will start with the women's sorcerer assembly."

If things are really as Kurdinger predicted, Nilfgaard and Ridania intend to use the King Assassin to frame the entire group of warlocks, then the Sorcerer's Assembly Hall is indeed a good breakthrough.

"And they have already started."

Tisaya frowned and thought for a while.

"Zelin, are you going to the Nilfgaard camp to save people tonight?"

"Yes."

"When?"

"About an hour later."

"Can I ask you to do me a favor?"

"Go ahead, I will do my best."

"Come with me to the dungeon in Redania."

"Huh?"

"I want to see Philippa."

"Why?" Zelin was a little strange. He thought Tisaya would hate Philippa very much. After the coup on the island of Sinide, Philippa invited Tisaya to join the Sorcerer's Assembly, but she refused and ordered that the island never Requires Philippa to enter.

"Philippa's family was destroyed by the **** Foca rebellion. Many noble families were massacred in the riots. When I found Philippa, she was still a child under ten years old. I took her in. And teach her magic." Tisaya sighed. "I don't know what will happen to this good student of mine, but... Maybe she has forgotten that time because of court affairs, but I hope I can see her again before forgetting it completely. I know this might make You feel embarrassed. I owe you a favor, okay?"

"Um..." Zelin cleared his throat. "It's not a debt of favor...because your suggestion made me think of a way..."

"Oh?"

"You help me, I help you, none of us owe anyone." Zelin pointed at Tisaya, and then at himself. "The plan we said on the road is very simple, and it should make our next actions much easier."

The first thousand eight hundred and ninety-nine chapters lost eyes

Sewers, dungeons--

"I have been looking forward to this meeting for a long time. You left Redania so suddenly, I have no chance to see you well."

The torch projected a personal shadow on the old wall of the sewer, and the soldiers stood on their posts like wax figures. The Redanian soldiers and the Nilfgard guards were located in different places, like the red and black colors that separate the dungeon. . Every soldier wears valuable anti-magic metal. Since the price of anti-magical metal has risen sharply five years ago, few armies can be equipped with such a large number of anti-magical metal equipment.

"Your Majesty, I don't understand why I was arrested." Philiba pinned her hands behind her, and the dark brown anti-magic metal shackles glowed metallic under the reflection of the torch. "Everything I do is for the benefit of Redania, to support the rebels, to weaken Hensett, and to block my reputation for your benefit."

"I'm no longer the kid who believes in you every word and every word." Radovide said coldly. "I know what you have done and what you are going to do. Do you think you can hide it from everyone? You and those witches conspired privately in the dark castle, and your spies go out at night and visit every corner of the kingdom. You are for the benefit of Radania, but Radania is no longer Ladovide's, but you, Philippa Ahart."

"Why do you doubt me so, Your Majesty? In your hardest time, I was the only one in the court who supported you to sit on the throne, otherwise you would not be the man you are today... I don't understand..." Philippa asked in disbelief. .

"You conspired against my father, King Vizmir, and at that time you began to think about usurping the power of Redania. The entire court of Redania was discolored by hearing the name of Philippa Ahart. You The era of ruling Redania with fear is over, and your sins will surely be settled."

Ladovide knew what he was saying was false, and Vizmir II singled out Philippa and Dikoscher as his left and right hands, and spent twenty years rebuilding Redania, the most powerful kingdom in the north. . But what is the meaning of true or false? His father is dead, and now the king of Redania is Ladovide, not Vezmir. The minister should also be the minister of Ladovide, not the minister of Wizmir.

There is no Dixie, nor Philippa Ahart.

He doesn't need to be alone by his side and tell him what to do here and what to do there.

He is the king, and Redania is the kingdom of Ladovide.

"This is not true, Your Majesty, you must let me explain. What crimes are you planning to sentence me to?"

"Rebellion." Ambassador Hillard walked out slowly from the side door beside the dungeon. "Triss Merigold kindly made a list of members of a secret organization called the "Sorcerer's Assembly Hall". Some of the Sorceresses of Nilfgard are also members, but you don't have to worry about this."

"It was the Sorceress Hall who ordered the killing of Dermavin. It was also you who ordered the killing of Foltest. I guess you have your part in the death of my father."

Having said this, Ladovide paused. He knew why his father died. An assassin from the Nilfgard Empire Intelligence Service killed him, a half-elf assassin who was bought. Wizmir wanted to recruit some half-elves to become court attendants to ease the conflict between humans and elves, but a hateful half-elf assassinated him. The Nilfgaards related to his killing of his father and enemies stood beside him.

But how does that matter?

Sometimes, enemies are not necessarily enemies, and some people must become enemies.

"If you are released from the gold block, you will kill me without hesitation. Ahart, you are done. The trial will be held in accordance with the normal procedures, and everything will follow the rules, but you will be doomed for a while. . You will be convicted of conspiracy to treason and king-killing. Before they tie you to a wooden tree and burn you to death, they will crush you to pieces!"

"Your Majesty, are you ally with the Nilfgaards? How can you ally with the empire? They are eyeing the land north of the Yarlunga River. Your Majesty, are you going to betray your northern allies? Without the support of Rydania, Tai Moria and Aden can’t stop the Nilfgaards. Without these two countries in front, the flames of war will burn directly in the territory along the Punta River, the richest place in Redania. You will destroy Redania. !"

"Enough, Ahart. Do you think Redania should advance under your leadership? No, I said, your time is over. Redania is my kingdom, it is Ladovide, No one wants to take this crown away, whether it's a shrewd spy chief or you a sinister and cunning witch." Radovide waved his hand. "Throughout my childhood, I can feel your cold stare at me. When I give an order, my subjects will first pay attention to whether Philippa Ahart made a consent gesture. When you When I was reprimanded and put me to shame, the entire Tritog court was looking at me, and the entire Ridania was laughing at me behind his back."

"This is to prevent you from going further and further down the wrong path. It comes from your father's instruction. He said that if a garden does not have a gardener, it will only grow overgrown with weeds, and so is your heart."

"Yes, I keep your teachings in mind. You taught me to stare into everyone's eyes and force them to lower their gazes. Do you remember? You said that a king must never show weakness and hesitation, because the whole kingdom I will rely on you. Now, I am already proficient in this way." Ladovide smiled cruelly. "But there is one more person I can never bring to submission, and that is you. You have a chance to shorten the time of your suffering. Now, right here, confess all crimes in front of the ambassador, and look at my eyes to express repentance. And obey, I will let you suffer less before you die."

"I will only repent of one thing I have done." Philippa looked straight into Ladovide's eyes. "When your father ordered me to teach you back then, I should tell him that your son will only ruin the legacy of your kingdom."

"I hate the look in your eyes..." Radovide waved to the soldier beside him. "Guard, goug her eyes."

A soldier walked forward holding an iron spoon.

"You are drifting away on the wrong path... Um!"

The soldier grabbed Philippa's head, pierced her eye socket with a spoon, and dug out the eyeball with his wrist. Blood spewed out immediately, dyeing half of Philippa's cheek red. There was a muffled snort in the female warlock's throat, and then her mouth tightened, as if she was choking and vomiting. Then the soldier followed the same pattern, gouging out the other eye. There were only two holes in Philippa's face that were dripping with blood like tears.

There was a disappointed look on Ladovide's face.

"Want to hear my scream for mercy?" Philippa continued to face Ladovide with hollow eyes. "Dream, and I will kill you in your nightmare!"

"Witch, you are full of extras. Guard, cut off her tongue!"

The other guard walked forward with a knife, broke Filipba's mouth, put the tip of the knife in, and stirred it vigorously a few times. Then he let go of Philippa, who immediately bent down and vomited the blood from his mouth, and a few pieces of bright red minced meat fell to the ground with a clatter, drowning in a pool of blood.

"Ah, it makes me feel good." Radovid laughed. "Your fate should be what all witches deserve. But don't worry, there are many witches in this city. I have enough time to enjoy it all."

Suddenly, a Nilfgaard soldier trot over and walked to Hillard to whisper a few words.

"It's an honor to appreciate your majesty's punishment of traitors." Hillard said to Radovide. "But it's getting late, I have to go back to the camp. As for the next agreement, I will continue to discuss the remaining details and implementation plan with Your Majesty tomorrow."