Astartes of the Bear School

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 I can bring to you as a living person. It's not too late for you to refuse me."

Count Stesa's proud 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.

"Lan En, I'm not deliberately exaggerating your value just to survive! You do have the potential to change a kingdom!"

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

"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?!”

"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!"

"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!"

"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!”

"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!"

Count Stesa forced himself to calm down and started talking.

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

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

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

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

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 could 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.

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

"Threat first, then cooperate. It seems like you high-ranking people like to play this game?"

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

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

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

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

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

- He doesn't care.

Just like now.

This witcher doesn't care at all!

"When I first came here, your hand was already 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 about putting a leash on a mad dog.”

"But the next moment, my hand was pressing your face on the table. And now, you are talking to me about win-win cooperation."

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

"Do you really think you are someone?"

The Earl's bite muscles bulged suddenly as he clenched his back molars.

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

"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, rather than begging for mercy, seemed more like thinking about Lan En.

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

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

"My Lord Count," the witcher said with a sigh, and repeated it again. "My Lord Count."

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

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

"Who do you think you are?"

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

"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?"

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

"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'."

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

"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."

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

Lan tapped his fingers on the armrest.

"That is Cintra. My lord."

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

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

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

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

"In terms of the 'legitimacy' you are most familiar with, the King of Temeria is undoubtedly a 'wary southerner'. And I killed an earl whose political views were opposite to his. This is of course legal. 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."

"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."

"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.”

"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."

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

Lan En looked at this powerful earl.

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

"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 in my village, I can only nod in silence. Yes, I dare not refute."

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

Lan tilted his head and looked at Stassa.

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

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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