Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1178 1160. Behind a Book

A steady, calm and calm tone of voice naturally carries a sense of grace and style.

Maintaining this tone in normal times will make people feel that the speaker is knowledgeable and trustworthy.

Maintaining this tone during debates and disputes will make the other party feel that they have no place to use their energy, and even begin to doubt whether they are really wrong.

Now Sachia's tone and the man opposite him are in this situation.

This man fought out of the battlefield of the Civil War, and of course he saw through the brutality of the Nilfgaardians.

However, in the face of the other party's well-founded questions, his originally angry and impatient tone actually hesitated for a while, and he couldn't say anything insightful.

He just kept repeating words like "black dog" and "Nilfgaardians are all shameful liars".

Instead, he seemed even more untrustworthy, and like a fool who lacked logic and was manic.

But this man is not an unreasonable and unreasonable person.

He also felt that his mind was a mess. He knew that he had nothing to say, so he spat fiercely at the side and turned away.

After leaving the pavilion, he passed by Lan En who was approaching.

But he didn't argue. He was so angry that he just glanced up at Lan En and continued to walk forward with his head down.

The armor parts on his body and the scabbard of the hand-and-half sword made a "clattering" sound.

Lan En chewed marigolds in his mouth and looked at the man's back with a little amusement as he walked away.

He walked into the pavilion, and Sakia, who was opening a black hardcover book in his hand, was still leaning on the railing of the pavilion.

The slender legs tied with armor parts but still retaining the beauty of the body were stacked, entangled, and stretched out casually.

The page of the book turned a page with a "clattering" sound. Sakia with dark golden hair did not look up, but just spoke calmly.

"It's weird, isn't it?"

"Hmm," Lan raised his eyebrows under his hood, "What are you talking about?"

"The man just now." She raised her eyebrows from the page, glanced at the tall figure who walked into the pavilion, and continued.

"He wanted to sleep with me, I could feel it, he wanted to. Because his eyes were always on my chest, waist, and thighs before our argument. But he didn't even want to chat with me for a while. It's weird, isn't it?"

This time Lan didn't respond.

He just tilted his head and looked at the cover of the hardcover book that the other person was flipping through.

"Sir Nelven's "A Study of the Customs and Systems of the Nilfgaard Empire". The research on the Nilfgaard Empire is of reference value, but not much."

Lan just took a look and crossed his arms, speaking calmly and rationally in the same tone as when Sakia spoke to the man just now.

And sure enough. Sakia's reaction was as Lan expected.

"Oh? It seems that you are a learned person." The woman closed the book and lowered her head naturally, while her eyes were fixed on Lan En.

"So, can someone like you answer my doubts just now?"

"The contradiction between the description of Nilfgaard in a credible book and the current actions of the Nilfgaardians?"

There was a bit of gunpowder in these words, which meant that they were a bit aggressive.

This is normal, because when something a person believes in is impacted in front of her, people will probably have some resistance in their hearts.

Just now she said, 'I am confused about the conflict between the Nilfgaardians in the book and the actions of the real Nilfgaard', but in fact, from her tone, we can tell that she is actually more inclined to the appearance of Nilfgaard in the book.

And Lan En still had that calm and steady tone.

"First of all, we have to define what a 'credible book' is."

"This book is a credible book in the field of Nilfgaard research." Sakia raised her arm, which was originally holding the book and hanging naturally, and gestured to Lan En.

The strong and beautiful eyes also stared at the other's face, which was mostly covered by the hood.

"King Vizmir of the North awarded the author a medal. In other words, this is a book recognized by the enemies of Nilfgaard, right?"

"At first glance, the logic is correct."

Under the hood, Lan En's thin lips raised a small arc.

But this small arc was immediately captured by Sakia, and a nameless anger rose from his heart.

Of course, in the tone, Sakia still suppressed this inexplicable anger.

"It seems that you are saying that I am short-sighted?"

Lan En smiled, did not respond, but pointed to the hardcover book in the other's hand.

"Sir Nelven used a very clever writing style - please forgive me for being able to describe his style in this way - to bypass many things that had to be said, and then let this book be presented to you in this way."

Lan En stepped forward, without even looking at it, just relying on the feel of the hand and the record of Mentos, he turned to one of the pages.

He tapped one of the passages with his fingers wearing leather gloves with steel armor.

"In this passage, he lightly mentioned the slave system in Nilfgaard, and the vague description seemed to attribute the glory and prosperity of the Golden Tower City to the praise that 'Nilfgaardians are born to understand honor and hard work.'"

The capital of the Nilfgaard Empire is called Nilfgaard City, also known as the Golden Tower City.

It is said that the roofs of all the buildings in that city are golden, and the reflection of the sunlight is as brilliant as the divine realm.

Sakia, who originally had a puzzled face, hesitantly followed Lan En's finger down and re-examined this passage in the book.

But Lan En hasn't finished speaking yet.

He quickly turned another page.

"And here, Sir Nelven described the Nilfgaardians' concept of equality, as well as mutual friendship and solidarity, and the elimination of discrimination. Sorry, I almost laughed just now."

"But it's really not good, because the joke is a bit out of place on Nilfgaard. It's like telling a joke in hell."

At this moment, Sakia had completely lost the composure and decisiveness she had when she asked the male warrior just now. She looked at the tall man wearing a hood and cloak in front of her with confusion.

"In fact." Lan pointed out the three place names in the book and showed them to Saskia.

"In the Nilfgaardian Empire, the farther south and in the center of the empire, the more proudly people can call themselves [Nilfgaardians]."

"The people in Nilfgaard can say this. In addition, although they are not willing to do so, they also allow the people living in Vicvaro to say this."

"But at most! At most, people from the Alba River Basin can be added. Apart from people from these places, anyone who dares to say that he is a [Nilfgaardian] will be rewarded with good results."

"But fortunately, most people in other places don't want to be called that."

"Ebin, a vassal state of the Nilfgaard Empire, had a rebellion just last year, and then an area there was directly killed and emptied. Do you think that if the people in that area were called Nilfgaardians, they would be what expression?"

Sakia's mouth was slightly open at this time. She first frowned and looked at the book in her hand, then looked up at the lips with a cold smile under the shadow of the hood.

"But even if you say that, the author of this book may have used a vague narrative technique, but after all."

Lan En interrupted mercilessly, Saskia's tone changed from decisive and strong to hesitant and a little unsure.

"But after all, the author of this book was knighted by King Vizmir, right?"

"Yes, that is true. But, dear lady, have you ever found out whose financial support this book was written?"

Sakia opened her mouth: ". Funding?"

"Scholars who study the customs and systems of other places need to travel or even live for a long time to write books. And traveling requires taking care of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and these things cost money."

Lan En said with a smile.

"If a scholar is not so obsessed with writing his own book that he has to pay for it, then he must find an investor. Either the school where they work, or social funding or something."

As soon as Sachia heard about ‘the school where he works’, he wanted to turn to the title page of the book to see if there was any relevant funding information.

But Lan En shrugged.

“But the sponsor of this book is not Ossenfurt University, but Prince Lavender Stesa.”

"A Temerian Earl who was very famous and had a high status in the past few years."

"Stetha?" Sakia murmured the name thoughtfully. "The Statha who was killed by [Hunter Lord] because of human trafficking and close association with Nilfgaard?"

"But why would Vizmir?"

"Because Statha was Foltest's cousin and was very powerful when he was alive."

Lan En was not surprised, and even spoke with a bit of boredom to Sakia, who was already in a daze due to receiving too much information in a short period of time.

"Vezmir is happy to create more publicity and face for Staisa, as long as it can cause Foltest some trouble at the same time."

Saskia blinked.

"Even if this book and this author are trying to speak well of his enemies?"

Lan En smiled and shook his head.

"Compared with making Foltest feel troubled and consume his energy, what is a book? What does it mean to give an honorary title that is not actually sealed to a professor who is already famous?"

The witcher's finger touched the cover of the hard-cover book again, making a slight 'thunk' sound.

"So, do you still have an explanation for the definition of 'credible book'?"

The female warrior curled her lips and looked down at the book in her hand again for a while.

There was a soft sound of 'bang', and finally the finger that was sandwiched in the middle to act as a partition was pulled out, and the whole book was completely closed.

"So there is so much complexity behind just one book?! Really"

She hesitated for a moment, her lips moving as if she was thinking about her words.

"It's really a great experience."

Sakia raised her head and looked carefully up and down for the first time at the tall man in front of her, whom she had never seen before in the temple.

Finally, her beautiful eyes were fixed on Lan En's left hand.

"Hmm, you're not bad, you have flowers with you after all." She raised her eyebrows and said lightly with a little complacency, "You also want to sleep with me?"