Chapter 181 This will be a grand party.
Everyone in Redania knows that the capital of Redania is Tritog.
But in fact, Tritog was not the first choice of the Redanian nobles to inherit their family. After all, with the academic holy land of Niubong and the commercial center of Novigrad, these two gems are in front, and Tritog as the capital seems a little too ordinary.
Many great nobles are willing to set up their family estates in Cowburg or Novigrad, including the Everric family, the founders of Redania.
As a prominent founding noble, the Everec family's manor was extremely luxurious and elegant.
The estate is located in the Cowborough area and is best known for its extensive family cemetery. Many small estates are not even as large as the Everec family cemetery.
The estate's fate was as ill-fated as its owner's. After the glorious founding period, the Everrick family quickly fell into decline due to poor management by their descendants, and even had to sell their ancestral home.
The patriarch of this generation finally bought the manor back after all the hard work, but then a series of unbelievable things happened, which eventually led to the male owner of the manor running away and the manor being abandoned again.
A panting horse stopped in front of the gate of the manor. It was sweating profusely and had been galloping here from Novigrad almost non-stop all day.
On its back sat a lean man wearing a cloak and a hood. Judging from the face that was occasionally blown up by the wind, this person not only had no hair, but also no eyebrows, eyelashes, or beard. The entire head looked like a peeled egg.
At this time, the man looked at the endless manor and couldn't help but sigh:
"It's so big... Neighboring residents have rumors that scavengers and explorers never came out after entering. They don't know what's inside." ...A demon spirit?"
The man lifted his cloak, revealing a pair of fine leather armor. Although it is not the kind of high-end customized product, it can be seen that it is the highest grade among the finished products of the blacksmith shop, and the price is definitely high.
He carried a lion-headed sword on his back, which looked like the cavalry style of Sintra. There was also a dagger on his waist with a snake head carving on it.
A pair of dazzling red eyes cast their gaze into the darkness of the manor, full of curiosity.
This man is Lann's new follower, the cat-sect witcher-Kiyaan.
Because of the rush of time, Lan failed to equip him with good enough armor, and even improvised the equipment. He was only equipped with a Cintra steel knight sword, which he also improvised from a snake sect demon hunter. I borrowed a silver-plated dagger, and I finally had the means to deal with monsters.
And when Lan asked Kiyaen to come here alone at this moment, he naturally had a mission.
Kian recalled Lann's repeated warnings, "Don't enter the manor, don't enter the manor, don't enter the manor." He shook his head and gave up the plan of exploring a little, lightly pulled the reins, and walked towards Everrick's family cemetery.
In front of him is an abandoned building covered by various shrubs, wall grass, and trees. If Lan were here, he might feel that it feels a bit like the Wizard of Oz.
But the Cat Sect Demon Hunter was obviously not so leisurely. He walked all the way inward, crushing the little bits of sunlight that came through on the deep path, and soon came to the door of a basement.
He walked around for about two hundred meters, and only now did he see the real intersection of the Everrick Family Cemetery.
After raising his head and drinking a bottle of [Cat] potion, the whites of Kyaan's eyes began to be smudged with red light. Those red eyes were spitting red light in the dark. If other demon hunters saw it, they might be misunderstood as a monster. Draw your sword.
All the way down, this underground cemetery has many forks, and at the end of each fork is a small tomb. The atmosphere here is oppressive and dark, in stark contrast to the sunlight and plants on the ground.
"Huh?" Kian suddenly made a surprised sound.
He checked the tombs one by one, looking for his target, but suddenly found an unexpected gain.
In front of him is a nomadic-style scimitar that looks a bit old. But it was well maintained, and it was obviously a burial object of the owner of this tomb.
If Lann is here, the [Inventory] may give a prompt of [Ofir Scimitar].
Of course, Keyan didn't know the origin of this sword, but he tried swinging it twice and found that it felt much better than the standard Sintra Knight long sword, so he accepted it without any psychological burden.
"It's a pity that it's not a silver sword. But that's right. Who in a normal person's home would collect a silver sword..."
Before Kiyaen's muttering ended, the red cat eyes suddenly shrank, as if he sensed something, and even The blood that was swallowed up solidified a lot.
He looked in a certain direction in the void, thoughtfully. Then he took out a bottle of sword oil from his bag and began to smear the silver-plated dagger and the newly acquired scimitar with a cold expression.
"Buzzing."
It was only at this moment that the cat-headed badge on Kyaen's neck began to vibrate slightly.
A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the witcher's face, revealing two fangs. Then he slapped his left hand on the ground, and a small purple magic circle surrounded him.
At the same moment, two green will-o'-the-wisps ignited in mid-air, and two demon spirits wearing shabby cloaks appeared in mid-air, screaming and attacking with iron rods held high.
Kiyaen seemed to have expected it, and with a deft turn and sideways movement, he passed through the gap between the attacks of the two demon spirits. Turning around, he happened to see the attacking monster being clinging to its body by purple light.
"Sneak attack on me?" Kyaen sneered, "I am the one who sneak attack you!" With both
hands on the strap of the alchemy backpack, the two [Moon Dust] exploded to the ground with a "bang bang", giving the purple magic The formation was dyed with a circle of silver brilliance.
As a result, the two demon spirits were no longer able to become invisible, and their damaged bodies were completely exposed to the enemy.
No longer giving the enemy time to react, the cat-sect demon hunter rushed into the middle of the two demon spirits like lightning. His blood-red eyes even drew a breathtaking trajectory in the darkness because he moved so fast.
Cat School Sword Dance!
No light could be seen in the dark underground chamber, and only the sound of "puff, puff, puff" could be heard. The two demon spirits kept holding the iron rods high and trembling in mid-air. The steel swords with sword oil continued to strike at the demon spirits. There were smoldering wounds on his body that looked like they were being burned.
The steel sword may not be powerful enough to fight against the enemy, so use numbers to make up for it!
Kian's rotation seemed to be endless, ten knives, twenty knives, thirty knives, forty knives. He had never felt that the sword dance was so handy in his hands. He actually managed to kill two demon spirits with just the steel sword. It was chopped into powder and scattered in the wind.
After the battle, Kian took a breath, looked at the demon spirit, and then touched the remaining six [Moon Dust] on his body.
"It's a very high-end product. It's much better than what I used before. Should I say it's worthy of the Griffin School?"
Then he continued to savor the battle just now: "My perception of demon spirits has improved, even before the school's badge. Enemies are found; the sword dance is performed more smoothly, and many previously forgotten skills seem to be re-engraved into the muscles... Are these all because of the power of the 'ancient blood'?" "If so." Demon
Hunter Taking a deep breath, "That would be great..."
Bringing his consciousness back to the task, without the interference of other demon spirits, Keyan continued to rummage in the catacombs.
Follow the passage to an open basement, with dozens of tombs densely covered on the circular walls.
In these tombs, Kian finally found his target: "Vlodimi Everik, it's you!" The
demon hunter stepped forward and kicked over the coffin board, revealing the shriveled bones inside. As expected, he took a step back to avoid the stench that hit his face, and then pulled out part of the body's torso.
Stepping back, there happens to be a prayer basin used to pray for the dead in this basement, which is now used as a brazier by Keyan.
He used the [Igni Seal] to light the part of Vladimir's torn-out arm, and after burning it, he used the ashes to draw a six-pointed star formation on the ground, and lit a candle at each of the six corners.
Then he knelt on the ground in a meditative posture, and Kaiyan began to mutter words in his mouth:
"Life and death, fire and blood.
Reborn from the fire, return from the ashes.
Those who have left, come back to the earth - "
Kiayan opened his arms, his pupils turned up to reveal the whites of his eyes. After repeating the spell five times, the six candles suddenly rose into green flames as high as a person. The remaining ashes in the brazier were lifted up by an invisible wind and floated in the air. A human figure is vaguely outlined.
Then the ashes disappeared, and a transparent figure appeared in front of Kaiyan. Ordinary people may not be able to see this person with their naked eyes, but in Keyan's [psychic medium's] perception, he is even more dazzling than a torch.
Kyan murmured to himself: "It was successful in one go. I thought I had to burn half of the corpses." "
That's because I couldn't wait to come out!" Unexpectedly, that The transparent figure actually started to chatter in response to Kian's words, "You'd better explain why you lifted my coffin. You also have my great-grandfather's knife on your waist!" The low words echoed in the basement
. , the ghost figure gradually became solid. This was another young man with a boar head, wearing a diagonal-breasted nomadic robe. He looked very similar to Olgierd, but he was very immature and temperamental. Far inferior.
"Are you Vladimir?"
"You just opened my coffin, and you're still asking me who I am?"
Kian's hands were a little itchy. There happened to be sword oil left on the scimitar, and he wanted to try it on the sword in front of him. This ghost can withstand a few blows from himself.
But thinking of Lann's instructions and what this ghost would encounter later, Kyaan laughed evilly again.
"Your brother Olgierd came here to ask me for something. In exchange, he asked me to summon his dead brother, which is you, and let me take you to have a good day." Hearing his brother's
name , Vladimir's murderous feeling suddenly subsided: "You were sent here by my brother? How can you prove it?"
Kian began to think of Lann's instructions again.
"A few days ago, your brother just taught one of your men a lesson because your horse was too dirty, and then lit a manor as a bonfire." The
ghost laughed when he heard this: "Ha, this is something he can do!"
Vladimir Get excited. I don't know if he was mentally ill or if he lost part of his IQ because he became a ghost, but he believed Kiyaan's words so easily.
"How are you going to take me to enjoy this day when I return to the earth? I can't wait. I've had enough of fine wine, strong horses, and girls. I've long had enough of this dark place!" Kiyaen shook his head
. With doubtful eyes, he said:
"I thought you would prefer knives and swords. Isn't it more intoxicating to let the knife in your hand split the enemy's body while turning a blind eye to the enemy's attack? Isn't this unscrupulous feeling even more intoxicating? "
I happened to know about a grand stage that was about to be set up recently, and a great, great party was about to be held there..." As he
spoke, the blood in Keyan's eyes became more intense.
The bloodthirsty cat's instincts were excited.
Vladimir looked thoughtfully at his transparent body, which was enough to ignore the attacks of corpses.
"The party you just mentioned, what specifically do you mean?"
Kyain lowered his voice and replied: "Eternal Fire, remember?"
"I'm just dead, not stupid." Vladimi dissatisfied Said, "A group of nagging guys almost started fighting with us several times." "Now that
you know, it's easy to explain: I received news here that there is internal strife in Eternal Fire, believers are killing believers, knights Kill knights, fire fights fire."
Kian's voice was low, like a demon whispering: "Sneak into the team of temple knights, find an unlucky guy possessed by an evil spirit, kill the unlucky guy's original companions openly, and then leave. People, look for the next unlucky guy, and repeat. Doesn’t it sound interesting? If you are willing, you can even possess their leader and command your former enemies to fight. This level of internal fighting is rare, I will never encounter such an opportunity again..."
The part of Vladimir's eyes suddenly became solidified in his illusory figure.
For him, Keyan's proposal was indeed very attractive, or rather - too attractive!
"You are a genius, red-eyed guy, you are a person who enjoys it!"
Vladimir geared up: "Let's set off quickly!"
...
One day later, Temple Island, the headquarters of the Eternal Fire.
Eternal Fire is a very special religion. It is special because it does not have a specific god. What believers worship is the "eternal burning flame". They believe that the eternal flame is a symbol of survival that can guide them through darkness, toward progress, and to usher in a better tomorrow.
I don’t know if they were influenced by this religious view. Since there is no “god” above their heads, the senior officials of Eternal Fire are extremely keen on politics and actively organize armed forces until they have become the main people in power in Novigrad today.
At this time, believers are gathering in the auditorium for today's morning prayers.
In each brazier, the fuel mixed with fish oil, beeswax, rose essence and carmine burned together to create a fiery red flame, which was not only bright, but also had a strange fragrance.
Caleb Manji was outside the auditorium, watching this scene intoxicated, as if everyone was worshiping him.
"Where are the Shapelle people?"
Hearing the leader's inquiry, a temple guard stepped forward: "He is..." Before his men could
continue, Caleb Manji immediately interrupted with a scolding: "Keep your voice down! No. Did you see morning prayers?"
In fact, no believers noticed the situation here at all, but the temple guard immediately lowered his voice and said softly: "He is mobilizing the patrolling guards before the war. The gang's actions in the past two days. It was quite frequent, and there were a lot of conflicts. He was going to take people out to counter the rebellion."
Caleb Manji smiled with satisfaction: "It seems that everyone can't wait." "
But we can't just let Chapelle go. , If I want the Eternal Fire to have only one voice in the future, I have to overthrow him in full view of everyone..."
Caleb Manji murmured to himself: "Evil heretics, dangerous spellcasters, filthy inhuman races, after today, these filth will disappear from Novigrad." "Gather
our hands, Target Shapet."
"Also light our signal and let Olgierd and the warlock enter the city. The operation begins!" The
temple guards shouted in unison: "Yes!"
This time Caleb Manji did not accuse them. .
One person shouted in a particularly high-pitched voice, so excited that it was almost abnormal. But Caleb Manji didn't care. The soldiers were high in fighting spirit, wasn't it a good thing for him?
.........
Outside the city of Novigrad, in the manor closest to the city, the wild boar army is entrenched here.
Riens proposed to find a closer village to occupy, but Olgierd rejected it. The reason is that they don't want to disturb the normal life of the villagers, and the manor is more dignified.
Reigns was furious. He looked at Olgierd, who was carefully maintaining his scimitar and preparing for the battle. He said loudly:
"Can you still be considered a martial artist? I heard that you were nomads before. Now look at you. They are even more courtly than those palace nobles! At such a distance, what if Caleb Manji didn’t arrive in time when he sent us the signal?” Contrary to the warlock’s impatience,
Olgierd was quite calm and calm: “Don’t worry. Well, we will not miss the Lannister, just like the Lannister will not miss us."
This sentence made Riens stunned, and seemed not to fully understand: "What do you mean?"
Olgierd chuckled. After all, compared to the dropout from the Magic Academy and the head military attache guarding the temple, Olgierd had received a good education since he was a child, and he did not slack off even if his family was in decline. Therefore, his sense of smell is relatively sensitive to some things.
Olgierd originally thought that the duel with Lann would be the biggest fun during this period, but he didn't expect that he had already watched several good shows before the fight started.
"What was your original plan?"
Reigns asked dissatisfied: "Don't you remember it clearly by now? Let the gangs set off riots to confuse the city, forcing the Lannister cavalry into street fighting; and then Caleb Mange took advantage of When Shapet sends his men out to seize the Eternal Fire, and finally all of us join together to take down the Lannister, is there any problem?"
Olgierd smiled disdainfully: "Not only is there a problem, but it is a big problem. First of all. "Where are the four demon hunters you brought here?"
Reigns frowned: "You know, their mission is to monitor the Lannister, and then wait for us to join the city. They were sent by His Majesty the Emperor. Helper is not affiliated with me, so he has no obligation to report to me."
Olgierd shook his head: "But he didn't gather his strength before the battle, and he didn't even know how many knives he held in his hand, and what direction the blade was facing. No one knows that I never expected your plan to go smoothly from the beginning."
This was a naked mockery, and the information contained in Olgierd's words made Reigns smell something wrong. He was about to speak, But he was blocked by Olgierd's words:
"You and I are both targets of the Lannister, and I believe you are very high on the Lannister's must-kill list. I don't know what the gangsters do, Caleb. I don’t know what Manji will do. Whether they succeed or not has nothing to do with me. I just hope that I can have a good time with Lannister."
Olgierd finally oiled his scimitar, and he seemed to be caressing his lover. Usually, he wipes the excess oil with a piece of silk and continues:
"Aren't you always curious about why I want to act with you? This is the reason: I know that wherever you are, the Lannister will definitely come." Looking
inside Enns's face suddenly changed, and he said amusedly: "Otherwise, you wouldn't think that I respect the warlock, right? No, right?"
This time, Enns no longer cared about the slight ridicule in Olgierd's words. He asked anxiously: "You mean there will be an accident with Caleb Manji and the gang leader? And the Lannister will take the initiative to come to us? Why would they have an accident, and how will the Lannister find us?" The Warlock
's He spoke quickly and in an urgent tone. He seemed unable to figure out what could possibly go wrong with the complete team he had finally assembled and the elaborate plan he had finally made.
"I guessed it." Olgierd said casually, and even started drinking.
Reigns breathed a sigh of relief: "That means you didn't receive any real bad news, right? The mistakes you just mentioned were just your speculations, right?" "This is your second
problem, Warlock. Olgierd shook his head, "Put all the success of the plan on luck and prayer, instead of actually doing something to make up for the loopholes. I really can't figure out why Emperor Nilfgaard would send you to host such a big event." Things."
Riens was about to say something more, but he heard an anxious running sound from the corridor. A soldier of the Wild Boar Army suddenly opened the door and said urgently:
"Chief, there is a fire in the direction of Novigrad. It's up, the signal is coming!"
Outside the manor, all members of the Wild Boar Army were ready to go, with complete weapons. They looked towards the city, waiting for their leader to appear.
A victorious smile appeared on the warlock's face: "It seems that the plan went well."
Olgierd closed his eyes, squatted down and gently touched the ground. The sand trembled slightly, and the dull sound of horse hooves came from beneath the earth.
"Your witcher is here."
Olgierd smiled, his eyes no longer looking at the fire burning in the direction of the city, but at the end of the road outside the manor.
There, a group of well-trained cavalry was rumbling over. The leader was a blond knight with silver-gray armor and a griffon cape. He was very energetic.
Beside him was a strong bald man.
"Lannister? He actually came here on his own! And why is Letho with them?!" The
warlock's voice was almost screaming. Judging from his throat that had been injured several times, it was impossible to make such a sound. It's not easy to grow a high-pitched voice.
Olgierd began to laugh wildly: "I guessed it right! The Wild Boar Army - charge!"
(End of this chapter)