Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1392 1364. Internal Affairs [Lariman]

"This is a very open account, Foltest."

Demawi said in a gloomy tone.

"But isn't this a way?" Foltest insisted, "a way to make Cintra stand between the north and the south again without staining our hands with the blood of an innocent little girl."

"You don't know him, but when we really start to implement this plan, there will be plenty of time to get in touch."

"One step slow, one step slow." Vizimir raised his wine glass and said meaningfully, "What kind of first friend you make is crucial to a person's influence."

"And is he really suitable to be a king? I heard that he often disappears for a long time without any trace or news. No one can find him, not even his sorceress lovers. "

"Let alone the king, if the mayor of any city disappears for ten days or half a month, the city will not be able to bear it."

"Rumor has it that he wanted to go to the Dragon Mountains to fight monsters, and finally died there." Henselt stretched his head and pretended that he knew nothing. "Why, is it a rumor again this time? He is back?"

"He always disappears for a long time, and then suddenly appears. When he fights, he is like a hero in a fairy tale. Ha, do you think this guy is really the one who signed a contract with the devil as rumored?"

"Every time he disappears, he is fulfilling the agreement? He can only come back after finishing the work or something?"

Henselt laughed, as if he was joking. But no one else present smiled.

Demawi and Vizmir looked down at their beer glasses, as if a graceful beauty was outlined on the yellow beer foam.

Miwei fiddled with her fingers.

'A group of sinister villains who have been unable to sit still and have taken action privately. ’

Henselt was smiling on his face and in his heart, but the smile in his heart was much colder.

In fact, as early as two years ago after the war ended, they knew it well: no one could sit still.

Under the combat power that dominated the battlefield, no one could sit still.

At first, the Nilfgaardians had a divine command ability and beat up the Northern Alliance, and then the Nilfgaardians were beaten up by a knight group led by one person.

How could the Northern Army, which was at the bottom of the combat power sequence at that time, not be anxious and have no sense of crisis?

It’s just that today, the domestic situation forced them to export pressure. And the two years of recuperation and some progress have given them more confidence to take action.

So there is this secret meeting today.

"Then I don't know." Foltest said calmly, "Just like I don't know how we can get him to go to the battlefield again if we don't hand the girl over to the Lord Hunter."

"Before, we talked a lot here, as if as long as we attack Cintra, he will definitely follow."

"We attack Cintra, which will involve him. I am right." Foltest nodded, "But the premise of what I said just now is that after we really conquer Cintra, it will not become something in our hands."

"Otherwise, do you really think he is just a reckless thug? Let a reckless thug show his command at Sodden Mountain two years ago!"

"Don't say it, you can find someone who can recite his command chain, that's a talent after all!"

Foltest looked at Henselt who smiled awkwardly.

"We conquered Cintra, and this is also to regain his territory, isn't it?" Vizimir came to the rescue, "He is now a great noble in exile in Cintra, legally orthodox, but he has no fiefdom."

"Our actions can make him live up to his name."

"But does he care about living up to his name?" Foltest asked immediately, "I gave him a fiefdom in Temeria as the headquarters of the Knights. That place is not big, but it is still a fiefdom."

"But do you know how many times he has been there in the past two years? How many times has he looked at it?"

"I have never seen a fiefdom noble who is so indifferent to his territory. Besides."

Foltest said with a cold face.

"If he really fought for fiefdom and fame, I think his actions and performance in the war two years ago might be very different."

"Can Enhyr's price be higher than that of the dead Calanthe and her mere court steward Haxor?"

As Foltest looked around, the kings fell silent again.

After a long time, Queen Miwei's voice sounded again.

".No matter what, I can't forget the look in the eyes of those soldiers on the battlefield of Sodden. I've even dreamed about it in the past two years."

"We are fighting against the Nilfgaard Empire, but I don't want to establish a new empire because of fighting against Nilfgaard."

This is almost absurd.

The birth of an empire depends not only on population, but also on the terrain, situation, talents, system, products, customs and culture. Only when the comprehensive quality is in place can it be considered to have the basic conditions to become an empire and have the opportunity to grow.

Without these conditions, the limitations are basically set.

With Cintra's current rigid conditions, as well as its location, the terrain and situation sandwiched between the north and the south, it is impossible to rise at all.

As the kings said, "returning to the past, when the Lioness of Cintra was alive", is the greatest luck and the best future that Cintra can expect.

It is hard to say whether it can become an independent kingdom again.

Do idiots talk about dreams without the basic law and logic?

But for some reason, when Mi Wei whispered this question, all the kings present subconsciously could not regard this as a idiot's nonsense.

They each looked away obscurely and naturally, and understood each other tacitly.

"Find the person first. Anyway, we can't let that dangerous person named Riens, whose origin is unknown, find him first."

After a moment of silence, Henselt said in a muffled voice.

"I support the plan to attack Cintra." Demawi immediately took over the conversation as if nothing had happened.

"But don't expect Aedirn to send a lot of troops. I can't promise to wipe out the Scoia'tael in my country within six months."

"The Scoia'tael in Aedirn is too difficult to deal with, and it is becoming more and more difficult."

"What help can an Aedirn with an unstable rear provide?" Vizimir frowned, "This is too passive, Demawi. Otherwise, we will help you first."

"Please, Vizimir, don't continue talking." The King of Aedirn blocked the other party's words angrily.

"This is Aedirn's internal affairs, don't even think about intervening!"

"Let me be frank, I do have to be wary of Nilfgaard, but there is no need for us to pretend to be harmonious, what do you think?"

"I have contributed less, but I can also get less benefits after conquering Cintra. But you'd better just focus on Cintra during this period, okay?"

Demawi put the beer glass on the table, showing his bottom line.

But is this really the bottom line? Or is he bluffing?

No one knows.

‘He hasn’t been blinded by greed. ’

Vizimir’s face remained unchanged, but he thought with a little regret in his heart.

“Of course.” As the oldest and most prestigious king, Vizimir took the lead in expressing his opinion, “That is the internal affairs of Aedirn. Unless you speak up, anyone who interferes should be regarded as an attack and invasion, right?”

Demawi nodded silently and started drinking beer again.

It began to rain in the Pontar Valley, and the raindrops kept hitting the window sashes, and the wind howled between the towers of Haji Fortress.

The kings fell silent.

——

“Yes.” Lan En was in the crystal cultivation laboratory of Aretuza College, holding a data report that Filixia had just handed him for review, and nodded up and down.

“Yes, that’s it. The data requirements I provided, according to this, the final product will not be wrong.”

He repeated his affirmation again, and this affirmation made Filixia in front of him cheer a little.

In the past, she just mechanically received the data transmitted by Lan En, and then acted as an experimental tool responsible for execution.

But this time, she personally participated in some design processes.

Transform Lan En's planning requirements for cultivating organs into parameters that need to be achieved in the experiment.

This means that she is about to master the current crystal cultivation technology.

At this point, at least it is no problem for her to independently "make" a set of normal human organs.

The requirements for the organs that Lan En gave her were the same as before. She could not understand the deep functions inside at all. Only with the current knowledge, she could vaguely imagine what the finished product would look like after cultivation.

It was a small organ similar to the liver, with a complex vascular system connected to the outside.

The parchment scroll that recorded the initial data and the draft paper of Felicia's calculation process were destroyed under Lan En's supervision.

He did not move his eyes until all the complete information disappeared under the amber cat's eyes.

[Lariman Organ], the next stage of the Space Marine transformation surgery.

After this organ is implanted in the body and begins to participate in physiological activities, it will secrete a unique cell, "platelets".

It has similar functions to the "platelets" in ordinary human blood, but the efficiency is completely different.

It can even form scabs and seal wounds at a speed visible to the naked eye on huge wounds at the level of broken limbs.

It prevents blood loss and environmental pollution.

It is a transformation enhancement in the sequence of Space Marine enhancement surgery that can greatly improve battlefield survivability.

But seeing Lan En now, he dares to give part of the data of this organ to Felicia for study and improvement, and it is known that this transformation organ is not very important to him.

Because to be honest: he dared to perform a thoracotomy on himself before he officially started the Space Marine transformation surgery.

In the end, it worked!

His body's recovery ability, just now, is more exaggerated than most completed Space Marines.

The demon hunter's highly toxic potion, the extremely abundant and full [Belisarius Forge] in his body, plus a layer of bio-alloy cables made of a mixture of Nergigant Thorns and Valyrian Steel under his skin.

Previously, under Smaug's breath, the skin of one of his arms was burned off, but the dragon was still struggling and not even dead.

His hand grew back.

So he didn't care too much about the ability of [Lariman Organ] to seal wounds super quickly and form blood scabs and scar tissue.

If the order of the surgical procedure was not required, he would even want to skip this step.

But on the other hand, it is precisely because of the order of the surgical procedure that he can use this organ as a buffer to plan the next organ strengthening issue.

The next step of [Lariman Organ] is [Nerve Knot].