Chapter 116 115. What kind of life mentor are you pretending to be?

A smile is a sign of friendliness.

The principle of reaching out and not hitting the smiling person is universal.

But in this situation, Stesa felt that this chuckle was by no means a sign of successful negotiation.

They broke up.

"You should listen to what the living me can bring to you. It's not too late for you to refuse me."

Count Stesa's confident and calm tone began to change along with his expression.

He began to feel that the situation was beyond his control.

This feeling never appeared in his heart again after the boyhood of his life passed.

So that for a moment, he didn't know what kind of expression he should put on now.

Seeing the Earl whose face was getting more and more ugly, Lan En's tone became calmer and more determined.

"My lord, the count." The demon hunter sighed and repeated again. "My lord, the count."

"But the next moment, my hand pressed your face on the table. And now, you are starting to talk to me about win-win cooperation."

"Let me tell you what will happen after I kill you."

His lips trembled, and the panic that could not be concealed finally appeared in his eyes.

"Threat first, then cooperate. You people in power seem to like to play this game?"

This witcher doesn't care at all!

"When I first came here, you had your hands on the villagers' information of Oriden. You probably planned to exert influence on the village as your own lord, and then use my friendship with them to tie me up, just like

It’s to put a leash on a mad dog.”

"Do you really think that you are someone?"

"From the very beginning, it was like you used overwhelming information and a sense of crisis to make me submit. You sold me your philosophy of life and wanted to teach me what kind of person I should become. If you are really a generous elder

As a wise senior, there is nothing wrong with that. But the problem now is"

"Who do you think you are?"

——He doesn't care.

The count thought about Lan En's various reactions after listening to his analysis.

With a funny and playful expression, Lan nodded at Stassa with his finger.

"You can appear in my study silently and press my face on the table! If you join forces with this ability of yours, we can change the situation in Temeria!"

He has seen too many humble and poor people, and he can see through what these people are thinking at a glance.

While saying these words, Stesa's hands under the table were shaking.

"Lan En, I am not deliberately exaggerating your value in order to survive! You do have the potential to change a kingdom!"

"The south of Temeria borders the Brugg and Soden regions, and what if we shift our sights further south?"

The earl's bite muscles suddenly bulged, which was because he clenched his back molars.

"In terms of the 'legitimacy' you are most familiar with, there is no doubt that the King of Temeria is 'wary of the southern faction'. And I killed an earl who had opposing political views to him. This is of course legally binding.

It is a serious crime, but in terms of the principles of the northern countries, my behavior is blameless. Because I am on the same line as the king, and I firmly hold the legitimacy."

Lan En looked at Stesa, who was pretending to be calm, strangely, as if he were looking at a water ghost wearing clothes.

Lan En looked at this powerful earl.

"Then what else can they do? How much of the majesty of the knights will be left after leaving the fiefdom? They can only send some assassins and spend some money to hang a reward. But look at me."

"You think I'm a demon hunter of unknown origin, you think I'm just a young boy who grew up in the mountains, so you're going to use this method to kidnap my mind?"

"At that time, what can your disorganized subordinates do to me? Raise troops to Cintra? Stop joking. Even you are far from qualified to start a war against the country on behalf of Temeria. Those stinking

Not to mention the rotten fish and shrimps.”

"It was a military country that developed a strong sense of crisis because it was too close to Nilfgaard, and it developed into hostility."

Lan tilted his head and looked at Stassa.

"At that time, you can become my bodyguard or a star warrior. Your one-time appearance fee is money that other demon hunters cannot earn in several lifetimes!"

He was confident in his eloquence. As long as he was allowed to speak and explain Lan En's predicament and the help he could bring to him, the other party would have no reason to refuse.

But there was only one thing that he didn't even dare to think about.

Lan En tapped his fingers on the armrest.

"Is this analysis of the international situation likely to come true?"

"Indulging in personal force is a foolish and reckless act. Lan En, you have seen me when I am unarmed, and you have also seen the power that people like me can control. You will definitely understand!"

The shame of being caught in a predicament by a hostage, the desire for money and power, and the entanglement of cooperation in the next moment with the person you want to kill.

He thought about various follow-up scenarios and how to use the various emotions involved.

"Then I will go to Sintra, and that country will make me a flag hero against the South because of my actions and bravery. They like this idea so much. They can give you whatever you promise.

I."

Just like now.

Just like Count Stesa who was talking about it just now.

"Do I look like someone who's afraid of assassins?"

How many days did it take for Lan En to go from an ordinary person who couldn't even hold a sword to the warrior who can kill the escort team now?

Suddenly gaining the power to make decisions about other people's lives and deaths can even destroy a person more than getting rich overnight.

"That's Cintra, Lord Count."

It is precisely because of this that he has more confidence in persuading Lan En.

Lan En leaned back in his chair and looked at Stassa lazily.

He should be able to figure out what Lan En is thinking.

"How many words have you read in your life? How many books? How many hundred years of history have you heard in your life? You just want to teach me?"

"Now, please use your superb vision and structure to evaluate it, Lord Earl."

Count Stesa forced himself to calm down and started talking.

But even in this situation, he still spoke in a calm and rational tone.

"Temeria belongs to the four northern kingdoms. It is true that it is very powerful, but when talking about the north, we usually say 'the northern kingdoms'."

The smile turned cold, and then the playfulness turned directly into contempt and ridicule.

"There's no need, Lan En. There's absolutely no need for you to kill me. After you kill me, you and those children won't even be able to leave this manor! You don't have to talk about cooperation, but at least don't harm yourself!"

Every word he said seemed more like he was thinking about Lan En than asking for mercy.

Lan En looked at Stesa with a sneer. This noble gentleman's thin lips were losing color uncontrollably.

"You think I am no different from the farmer in this document. I have been trapped in making a living all my life and have little knowledge. Whenever others say something that exceeds one-third of an acre of land in my village, I can only nod in silence.

Yes, I dare not refute."

From the information just now, he already knew the difficult life of the demon hunter group.

"You said that your subordinates would do anything to use me as a credential for their superiority. But before that, let's review our geography knowledge."

"How much money can you make by fighting monsters in the wild? Even if your rapid growth does not have a secret that can be popularized, it is just because of your talent. Then you can also change the track. As long as I promote it a little, you can

Can become a great warrior who will go down in history!"

"Also! You have become a demon hunter in less than two months, and you have already grown to this point! If you can hand over the know-how to someone with enough capital, can you imagine what this will bring to you?

What?!”

He didn't know if Lan En was aware of this, but when he looked at Lan En, he could see the disdain in his eyes.

"Status, power, wealth, women. These things that ordinary people have longed for all their lives are like mud on the lakeside to you. You can't shake it off even if you step on your shoes!"

Stesa nodded numbly, and then

There was a snap.

The pile of information in Lan En's hand was thrown directly across the table into the earl's face, and he sighed.

"So, what kind of life mentor do you pretend to be to me?"

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