It is difficult to see a giant dragon on the land west of the Blue Mountains. But now, in just six months, two giant dragons appeared not far apart.

But this can explain why Sakia has a completely different view from ordinary people when she sees the problems of human society.

She is a dragon.

Her protection of Fujian's poor serfs was not out of political or personal interests, but only the kindness of stronger creatures to certain weaker creatures.

"We plan to make Saqiya our killer." Philippa said. "If the negotiation breaks down, Schill will control the dragon to attack the venue. The king's soldiers are vulnerable to the dragon. With this kind of force as a backing, we don't have to worry that the king will go against the ecclesiastical treaty. The situation will still be. Under control."

The first thousand and four chapters of the palm of the hand

"Naive, do you think you have a dragon that can hold the king and promise your terms?"

Zelin sneered at Philippa's plan. "Do you think this is some kind of low-level kidnapping? Put a knife on the neck of the hostage, and the hostage family will be obedient? Oh, yes, sometimes the hostage family will be obedient, provided that you only need a little money, not him. The life of the whole family. You want the king to give up part of the power, not to allow him to agree to a treat for dinner. And, do you think the king is all? The king is the king because he has the largest army in the country, allowing other people in the country to control the army People obeyed him and gave him part of the tax revenue. You kidnapped the king. I suspect that there are many nobles in the north that will celebrate. Moreover, they just don’t agree to your terms. What can you do? Are the kings killed?"

Philippa continued to say nothing.

Zelin picked up a teacup, raised his head and drank the tea.

"Thank you for your tea, Tishaya. I am afraid I will go out as soon as possible, and hope that when I come back, you will have got what we need from his head."

"Don't worry, it won't take much time." Tisaya held the crossbow bolt inserted into Hillard's shoulder in one hand, and the light of magic power was reflected in the other hand. "He was in a coma due to excessive blood loss. Unconscious people can't resist mind reading. But you, were you recognized when you hijacked the ambassador?"

"No." Zelin shook his head. "We wanted to kidnap someone and then slip away, and wait for you to read him and revise his memory. Let him think that after we found out that he had no money, we stripped off his clothes, stole his cane and threw it away. Go to the trash can. After waking up the next day, he will naturally go back to the camp by himself. As a result, Renua would rather kill Hillard and leave us behind, so we had to remove him and his guards when we retreated. Killed."

"No fish slipped through the net?"

"No, we confirmed it." Zelin has always been careful when it comes to matters related to the Demon Hunter. "None of the Guards escaped or surrendered. So I plan to change my plan, Tishaya, you modify the ambassador’s memory to be attacked by scavengers when they returned to the camp and the entire army was wiped out. Only he survived. ."

"The scavengers will not stay alive." Guksat added. "If someone is alive, someone will doubt it."

"It's not over yet." Zelin raised his hand and motioned for Guksat to stay calm. "He survived because a demon hunter who was commissioned to enter the sewer passed by, so he was rescued. The demon hunter cannot be me, nor Geralt. Hillard knows both of us. It must be a strange demon hunter he doesn't know so that he won't arouse his suspicion."

"Is it me?" Guksart asked.

"Yes."

Guksat nodded after pondering for a while. "I will give it a try."

"Don't worry. Tisaya will follow you invisible, just in case."

"Well, I will help to make sure that there are no flaws." Tishaya slowly took out the crossbow arrow, looked at the arrow, and sighed heavily. "Oh, it seems that the empires have proved that they are equally cruel to their own people. Split the arrow cluster and the mission is also equipped with this weapon."

The blood-stained arrow reflected cold light in the candlelight.

"Can he survive?"

"I give it a try, he should be able to save his life, but I don't know how long he will live. Maybe one year, at most two years."

"Then give it a try. I will go out immediately and come back soon."

"Where are you going?"

"Go and see Schill."

"Shir?"

"Yes, I'm going to tell her not to use their inferior and homely methods to deal with any emergencies at the summit."

When Philippa was arrested, Xi'er would definitely be alert, so this can explain why Xi'er stayed behind closed doors with Saqiya in the tower after arriving in Lomugne. Zelin worried that they would do something irrational. Of course, he thought Xi Er was a calm enough person, but he couldn't ensure that everyone else in the sorcerer's assembly hall had a cool head.

After Zelin walked out of the room, he heard slight footsteps behind him.

Tisaya followed out.

"Tishaya." Zelin knew she must have something to tell herself. "What's the matter?"

"Zelin, the last time you helped me in Sinide, this time you helped me in Lomugne. There are some things that I have heard a little bit. If you hide it from you, it will make me feel guilty. Enid is now In Lomugne."

"... She's in Lomugne?"

"Yes." Tisaya nodded. "You, you seem to have some misunderstanding with her? Would you like to meet her?"

"I thought that if we happened to be in one place, she would tell me, come to me or let me find her." Zelin was silent for a while and sighed heavily. "There must be her reasons for her doing this. I am going to see her now, and maybe it will mess up her plan. When the summit is over, I will go to Enid after it is over. I heard Cynthia say that she recently At the beginning of the empire, I was worried, but now it seems that I don’t need it anymore. I should be happy that she has achieved something in her career."

"...Are you angry?"

"I'm not angry." He met Tisya's eyes. Zelin shook his head. "I won't be angry about such trivial things. Although I have told her that there is something to discuss with me. But she may still be angry with me in her heart? It may also be because she thinks what she is doing is not suitable for me. Negotiate. Alas, she has been mad at me all the time."

Tisaya looked at Zelin helplessly. She knew what was going on. Even though she spent most of the time in Eritusa Academy, she had heard rumors that were used as jokes, and she knew that most of these rumors were true. She didn't believe that Virginia came to Eritusa as an assistant and helped her with teaching reforms only because Eritusa College could offer better employment conditions. Especially when talking about Zelin in small talk, although Virginia concealed it well, Tisaya couldn't be more familiar with the appearance of a young girl in her twenties when she talked about the man she liked.

"Don't take the responsibility on you, Zelin." Tisaya said seriously. "You have done enough and good enough."

Zelin just chuckled and waved his hand. "Don't forget mind reading, Tishaya, we only have half a night."

"No problem, when you come back, I will find the whereabouts of the kingslayer and the plans of the empire."

Before leaving, Zelling paused and asked before Tisaya returned.

"Enid is... where exactly is she?"

In the sewer, the magic trap Tishaya left in the tunnel disappeared in a low voice of singing.

"Huh..." Francesca sighed and looked at the calm tunnel again. With the hem of her long skirt and feet on her feet, she walked cautiously over the corpse that had long been mixed with the mud. . She frowned, resisting the nausea, looking for a target among the gnawed and unrecognizable corpses. The roar of the scavengers sounded in the nearby tunnel from time to time, and the cry of the demon spirit echoed from time to time. Several traps she set up behind her were triggered. After a while, she tentatively squatted down and stroked the mud on a head.

"Ah, you are here." Francesca picked up Ashley's head and gently wiped off the mud on it. "I have been looking for you for a long time. I really don't know how Zelin can easily distinguish the target he is looking for among the corpses."

Muttering, she placed Ashley's head on a raised rock and took out the magic potion she had prepared in advance. After a few drops of potion were applied to her finger, she quickly drew a dark magic circle on the rock. Afterwards, she looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Celain, Celin, deffraen!"

The elven warlock opened his arms, and with her spell, the temperature in the tunnel dropped suddenly, and the mist that did not know where it came from gradually poured up from all directions.

"Celain, Celin, dvaedar!"

The mist became thicker and thicker, and in the white mist, black mist gathered between the hands of the sorcerer.

"Wake up, Ashley." She murmured. "Wake up, Ashley Anachen."

Suddenly, the magic circle under the wreck of Ashley burst into a bright purple shimmer, and a sudden scream appeared in Francesca’s ear. The next moment, something hit her and hit her. He staggered back a few steps.

"You dare to kill me...! My spell, ah, uh..."

Excited, Ashley was about to pinch the neck of the person in front of her with her hands, but her hands slid across the smooth and white neck of the elf. This made her stunned. The elf took the opportunity to grab her arm with magic and forced her to take her hand off her shoulder. Ashley did not resist. She lowered her head and stared at her body blankly, as if she was in a daze, and as if she was using the remaining reason, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Calm down, Ashley." Francesca took two steps back and raised her hand. "Calm down. I know some things are hard to accept, but they have already happened, and I can't get back to heaven."

"Hillard! Damn Hillard! How dare he do this!"