"The place to go."

Only one of the two figures remained on the ground in front of the tower. After a few seconds, when the cold wind blew, only the dust on the ground was blown.

Zelin lay face up on the wooden bed, looking at the curtain hanging down on the wooden bed, thinking about Maria's words in his mind.

This room once belonged to Sdennis, but after reaching an agreement at the Lomune summit, he has always wanted to discuss with Saqiya in more depth about the relationship between Frjan and Aden. So when Saqiya chose to stay in the ring arena to discuss with the warlocks about setting up a resident warlock in Frogen and building a factory with magic, Sdennis stayed there. But the soft mattress didn't make Zelin feel enjoyable at all. He was not wearing armor or weapons. He put everything in that box.

I seem to have forgotten something.

In the tavern in Common People's Square, he also told Siris and Frid that contradictions arise in silence and suspicion. The two of them should communicate with each other to resolve the conflict. As a result, now, he is more contradictory than the others. At that time Tisya said, why would she refuse when Enid was in Lomugne? Is there really no time to meet? Or does he actually have other ideas?

Zellin closed his eyes and left the affairs of Lomugne behind.

Maria was right, he should think about himself.

Five months ago, he angrily said to Altariel on the Evil Black Tower that she was deceived by the Lord of the Rings. The Lord of the Rings used the fear and anxiety hidden in her heart to make her face difficult tasks. , Choose to get stronger power at all costs. At that time, the appearance of Altariel still lingered in Zelin's mind-extreme and stubborn. If you continue, will you become that way?

Maybe he should go to Enid and talk frankly, whatever it is said. They should have a good talk about it, whether it was himself or Enid, the time they spent together never seemed to be that long, let alone living together for months. Only when Zelin came back from another world could they meet each other, and sometimes because of some more urgent things, their time was staggered. The only trip to the sky together, but because of various reasons, less gathering and more points.

Yes, he should find a chance to meet Enid. Not let Enid come to see him, but he took the initiative to find her. Maybe you should bring a gift? But does this seem too unfamiliar. Maybe you can make an appointment in advance for a location, such as the Blue Mountains? Ada Emin is also there. If Enid's friend is also there, can it make the meeting easier? But what should I say to Enid? What would she say to herself? Will she agree to this date?

Zelin thought about it in his mind. The ebony blade and the Lord of the Rings lay quietly in the wooden box, and there was only the sound of crickets outside the tower.

Some people are enjoying the silence, while others are fidgeting about it.

"Your Majesty."

Ladovide raised his eyes and turned to the man sitting on the opposite side of the chessboard. He wore a black robe, and his clothes were mainly black and gray. It was too dark compared to Ladovide's bright red jacket.

The weirdo of Nilfgard. Radovide thought. I hate the Nilfgaards.

"Your action doesn't seem to have started yet."

"Generally speaking, I will not tolerate an inexplicable man running in front of me and pointing at me." Ladovide's voice was as cold as ice. "I should chop off one of your legs to make you remember not to run where you shouldn't go, or goug your eyes, so that you can remember that your eyes should be in the right place."

"What I have lost is a pair of eyes or a leg, but what your Majesty has lost is the entire kingdom." The messenger looked directly into Ladovide's eyes, and he saw undisguised anger and murderous intent in them. He shrugged. "Your Majesty, according to the information disclosed to you by friends of the Association, on July 30, that is, this afternoon, Enhill will be accompanied by the Janissaries to visit the Queen’s hometown by boat to the Hinterland. August 1. On the day, the Alba Division, which is loyal to the emperor, will cross the Yarlunga River as a pioneer and attack the fortress of Tamoria along the coast. Your Majesty will personally take command. The three vanguard legions are all loyal to the emperor, the emperor’s most Dependent troops."

Radovide looked at the soldiers on the chessboard with a cold tone.

"Go on."

"But with the three most loyal legions alone, the emperor cannot capture the entire north. The emperor's reserve team, the 7th Yamurak legion of Duke Yazhuo, will set off northward in September to support the battle."

"I remember him." Ladovide's gaze shifted to the bishop. "He is Nilfgaard's ambassador to Novigrad."

"Yes, he has a close relationship with the emperor and has not shown any signs of disloyalty to the emperor. More importantly, he is not a member of the association."

"Which so?"

"This is the regiment in the empire that will resolutely implement the emperor's orders. Two of the regiments are located in the lower reaches of the Yarlung River, attacking Temoria, with 20,000 soldiers."

The messenger watched Ladovide pushing the soldier to the front, and he also stretched out his hand and pushed the other soldier diagonally across from the Ladovide soldier.

Radovide looked uncertain, staring at the situation on the chessboard.

"Eat it."

The messenger did not answer directly. "The empire has nine provinces, four vassal states, and twelve legions. Towson has no troops and no garrisons. Four of the legions are loyal to the emperor. This will make the emperor's power too inflated. Yes, your majesty, if The emperor mobilized the army stationed in the Hinterlands and Anglin to the front. You alone cannot stop the attack of 60,000 soldiers."

"So you and your friends in your association will postpone the time to transfer troops?" Radovide frowned.

"The premise is that you can prove that you are a reliable partner." The messenger made a please gesture.

Ladovide looked at him, then stretched out his hand, pushed the soldier forward, and took the chess piece sent by the opponent.

Weakened Enhill's direct troops in the war. Radovide thought to himself. This allows the generals bought by these merchants to command the remaining legions and turn to support their associations. The emperor without soldiers is nothing.

Yes, merchants are just a group of creatures who can betray anyone with a profit. Radovide looked at the messenger of the Merchants Association in front of him coldly, firming up his thoughts. In the future order, there should be no place for such a person. Unruly and rebellious, lustful and arrogant, he will wipe out these people from the future.

He mentioned a bishop.

Suddenly, a soldier's report came from outside the camp.

Radovide raised his head, the messenger stood up wisely, walked to the back of the camp, opened the unfixed curtain behind, and walked out.

"Come in."

"Your Majesty." The messenger knelt before him. "Something went wrong with the selection of the warlocks."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Radovide asked briskly, perhaps this is the best news tonight. "Tell me, did they have an accident?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The messenger nodded. "During the assessment, the warlock blew up the water canal south of the city. Several robbers in the canal fell and were injured. They were arrested by the White Lily Knights."

Ladovide angrily threw the chess piece in his hand to the ground, and the bishop snapped it into two pieces.

Accident? Blow up the canal? It happened that at this time, it happened to blow up the canal, and there were people from the White Lily Knights nearby? !

Do these warlocks regard him as fools? !

No wonder the time has passed for so long, and the outside is still calm, without a trace of riots.

After taking a few deep breaths, to calm down the anger in his heart as much as possible, Ladovide looked at the messenger in front of him.

"Go to see Sir Michener and tell him that everything is going on as usual, but you must cover yourself when you act, and you must never expose yourself."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Radovide watched the messenger walk out of the camp, resting his arms on the chessboard and rubbing his temples with both hands.

None of this can be a coincidence. Was the warlock targeting him? But who is it? Kaduin is still Xi'er, or there is a fish that slips through the net in the Sorcerer's Assembly Hall.

Since the **** kingslayer disappeared, all this has become a mess. The time left for him is running out. Enhill will not wait. He will tear up the peace treaty tomorrow and attack the north.

All plans must be advanced to tonight!

"Clerk!"

Radovide looked at the curtain with a serious face, and a man with a monocle walked in.

"Your Majesty."

"Get some reliable messengers here, I have an order to give."

The first thousand nine hundred and thirty-eight chapters

Outside the camp of Radania——

"Did you see the messenger who went out?" Maria's figure was looming in the moonlight.