Chapter 223 Loyalty! Loyalty?
for a long time.

Rado opened his eyes.

A middle-aged man with a slightly bent posture was looking at him worriedly.

He is Phyllis, the most trusted servant of the former King Haxor.

He is one of the few people Rado can trust in this cold palace.

Unfortunately, Phyllis was a servant and could only do what a servant could do, which was of no help to his current predicament.

"Father died so suddenly!"

Rado sighed sadly in his heart.

As a prince, if nothing unexpected happens, he will be able to take over his father's power in a few days.

But the nobles around him who could give him advice were either some sycophants or old foxes like Donato. He couldn't even find a few reliable talents...

The national affairs are difficult!
But thinking of talents, Rado suddenly remembered his tutor from Toussaint.

He imitated his father's past behavior, tapped the table lightly with his index finger, and asked:
"Phyllis, did you find Dieter?"

The middle-aged man took a step forward, bowed slightly and said:
"Your Majesty, the people I sent have found Lord Dieter. He is currently in Fangerburg in Aedirn and should be back within a month."

Within a month?

Rado shook his head, it was still too late.

The day after tomorrow is the nobles' meeting.

At that meeting, the funeral arrangements for the deceased king and the ceremony for Rado to ascend the throne will be discussed.

There's nothing wrong with the former, but the latter...

Although his right of inheritance is irrefutable, it should be just a formality.

But he was always uneasy and worried:
"Is it really that easy to sit on the supreme throne?"

Phyllis grew up watching Rado.

He felt a little distressed when he saw the future king frowning, thinking that he was still worried about what Duke Donato had just said, so he advised:

"Your Majesty, one of Duke Donetto's grandsons was abducted by a witcher from the Wolf School and died."

"Since your Majesty...your father was planning to deal with them, why not just follow his wishes and agree to his request."

Rado shook his head:
"Donato doesn't want to deal with the witcher just for his grandson."

"He has seven or eight sons alone, and more than twenty grandchildren."

"How could I possibly care about a child who was brought to Kaer Morhen by accident when he was only four or five years old?"

"Besides, the child was given to the witcher by his parents in exchange for the bounty because they were poor."

Seeing Phyllis's bewildered look, Rado sighed inwardly and further explained:

"He did it because of Ben Ader, or some of the wizards in Ben Ader."

Phyllis's expression was still confused.

Although he had always followed Hakesoe, he was only responsible for serving the king's daily life.

I am indeed not very clear about some of the secret matters between the great nobles.

"Donato and many other nobles followed these wizards and built up a lot of businesses..."

"They don't care about their grandchildren being taken away by some witcher from the Wolf School. They just don't want anything to happen to Ben Ader, and they also want to curry favor with some wizards who hate witchers..."

Rado's well-organized analysis made Phyllis suddenly realize.

He looked at the young king with a look of satisfaction:
"Your Majesty, you know so much!"

Phyllis shook his head when he heard this, but didn't say much.

Regarding the Ban Ade faction among the Kaedweni nobles, Haxo had analyzed it for him before he died.

Mixed in with these analyses at the time was information about the large number of offspring that Duke Donato had.

It was just that Hakeso at the time used this as an excuse to hint at how important it was for a noble to have a flourishing Lado.

There was no further explanation as to how he should deal with this old fox.

As his mind recalled the past, Rado was lost in thought for a few seconds.

Hackathal may not be a good king, but he is definitely a good father.

He carefully trained Rado to be a future king and answered every one of his questions attentively.

There has never been any suspicion or doubt.

If his death had not been so sudden, Rado would have definitely taken the throne steadily under Haxo's careful arrangement.

"But why are we targeting the Wolf School? Didn't the explanation given by the Wizard Academy say that it was done by the Cat School?" Phyllis was a little confused.

Rado is actually not very clear about this.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said thoughtfully:
"Perhaps it's because the Cat School has been completely abolished..."

"I heard that they failed several commissions in Ban Ade, and many people died."

"The entire school may have less than ten people now. When cornered, they will jump over the wall. There is no need to deliberately target them."

"Moreover, the reputation of this school in the north has been completely ruined. No nobles or wealthy businessmen would dare to hire them openly."

"Natural extinction is the final outcome of the Cat School!"

"I see!" Phyllis nodded in sudden realization.

Although Rado didn't know what he suddenly realized from his own nonsense.

But he still smiled and nodded.

"Your Majesty, how about... how about you just follow the wishes of those nobles first, and wait until you have complete control of the kingdom, and then settle the score later..."

Phyllis suggested cautiously:
"Even if the late king knew, he certainly wouldn't care..."

Follow the wishes of those great nobles?
What do you mean?
Naturally, the blame for the king's death was taken away from Ban Ade and then pinned on the Wolf School.

Phyllis was silent.

Doesn't he know?
As long as he stopped insisting, he would be able to get the support of all the nobles the day after tomorrow and end the current embarrassing situation.

Ban Ade escaped the blame, the nobles were satisfied, and Rado ascended the throne smoothly...

In the end, the only ones who were sacrificed were a group of demon hunters with high moral standards...

But what does this have to do with him?

Rado really didn't care about the life and death of those demon hunters, although due to Dieter's teachings, he did admire the Wolf School's contribution to mankind.

but……

His father is dead...

The death was horrific and extremely disgraceful.

His mother locked herself in a high tower, crying all day long...

Why should Terado, the future master of Kaedwen, compromise?
How did Ben Ade escape responsibility?

Just to be able to sit firmly on that honorable chair?

The throne originally belonged to him!
and so……

Why! ! !
Rado's face was gloomy, with raging anger burning in his pupils.

Phyllis, who lowered her head, had not yet noticed the change in the future king's mood, and continued to persuade and comfort him:
"And your majesty, maybe it really wasn't Ben Ade who did it?"

"After all, they can't get anything from the king..."

"Besides Ms. Vera, the Wolf School may have other methods..."

When Rado heard that his most trusted servant was speaking for Ban Ade, the anger burning in his heart grew stronger and he was about to open his mouth to scold him loudly.

Suddenly I thought of something and instantly suppressed my anger.

"Phyllis is defending my enemies!"

"So he... is he really mine?"

Rado felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, and the coldness bit him to the bone.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they quickly take root and sprout.

He suppressed his inexplicable fear, nodded calmly, and said in a calm tone:
"Maybe this is a good idea after all..."

"I'll think about it!" "Thank you, Phyllis!"

"Please don't say that. It is my greatest honor to be able to serve you."

Phyllis bowed slightly and retreated to his original position.

In fact, he was offside, after all, he was just a servant.

After all, he had watched Corado grow up, so even if it was only of some use, Phyllis wanted to help Corado.

Too bad he didn't notice.

Laka, the child who grew up under his care, his future king, was quietly looking at him and observing him with an extremely strange gaze.

A fierce light flashed in his pupils.

"Does Ban Ade really get nothing from his father's death?" Rado began to ponder.

……

The small stone town of Vergen.

After a long struggle and measuring Arryn's size, Hogg left a message saying "Come and pick it up in two months" and drove Vesemir, Arryn and Mary out of his house.

"Hogg is overjoyed at the sight of prey. He won't come out of the house until the two months are over."

Vesemir explained to Arlin and Mary with a smile.

"But isn't he the mayor of Vergen? Doesn't he need to come out to handle affairs?" Mary was puzzled.

Arriving at the stable, Vesemir shook his head, took the reins and walked out:
"This isn't Mahakam after all."

"Hogg is only the honorary city lord. The real person in charge is the human sent by the King of Aedirn."

"If it weren't for the fact that humans can't adapt to this kind of living environment, no nobles would be willing to come here, and it wouldn't be his turn to be the city lord of this place."

In fact, humans have far fewer disputes with dwarves than with elves, and this is fundamentally due to these differences.

That is, the environment in which elves can live can also be lived by humans.

But humans may not be willing to settle in places where dwarves can live.

At least in terms of water needs, the average dwarf's daily needs are at least two-thirds less than humans.

Of course, this is also related to Mahakam’s current policies.

This is different from the high-handed elves who look down on humans and isolate themselves from them.

The dwarf settlement led by Mahakam has always maintained an attitude of integrating with humans.

Although the terrain is high and dangerous, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

But Mahakam has always regarded itself as a vassal state of Temeria, and the steel and weapons it supplies are sold all over the world, accounting for a large proportion on the continent.

Many dwarves also migrated and integrated well into the local society, working as mercenaries, craftsmen, artists and other professions.

Many dwarves even join the noble armies of local countries to fight.

This is simply unimaginable for the elves.

along the way.

Mary, who had a rare moment of freedom, asked Vesemir many similar questions like a curious baby.

Although Mary was not his apprentice, for some reason, the witcher master with a black wide-brimmed hat answered all the questions.
As for another young demon hunter master, Ailin, he was still immersed in the joy of getting an epic set of equipment for free.

While measuring the body, he saw the drawings that Vesemir had given to Holden.

Whether in terms of equipment style or raw materials, this blueprint is very similar to a set of school suits in the game, almost identical.

That suit has a very simple name - Grandmaster Wolf School Suit.

This is one of the top two sets of equipment for the School of Wolf in the game.

Ailin still remembers that when he was playing the game, it took him nearly a week, traveling all over the game and reloading the game several times before he was able to put together this set.

But now you can get it without spending a penny or hunting a monster, just waiting for twenty days.

However, after coming back to his senses from the incredible surprise, Ailin felt that this situation was actually normal.

The Wolf School is now at its peak and has no shortage of money.

Plus, there are seven demon hunter masters, and who knows how many high-level monsters they kill every year when they go down the mountain.

Perhaps the place with the most top-level monster materials in the world is Kaer Morhen.

Even the two wizarding academies cannot compare to them.

How is it possible to be rewarded with an honorary piece of equipment when I have to personally go out in the wind and rain to kill monsters?
That would be so embarrassing.

The reason why the later generations have fallen to the point where to create a piece of equipment, not only do you have to take commissions to earn money, but you also have to collect information about the target monsters and hunt monsters to harvest materials...

If you don't take the right materials, you will have to repeat this miserable situation many times...

The main reason is that there is no solid backing.

There are only four or five demon hunters in Kaer Morhen. If they want to get a good piece of equipment, they will have to go through wind and rain, right?

Coming back to his senses from the joy and surprise of the harvest, Ailin, holding Carrot, suddenly realized that they had actually walked to the south gate, as if they were about to leave Vergen.

"Master Vesemir, where are we going?" Ailin asked curiously, "Aren't we staying here today?"

Master Vesemir adjusted his black wide-brimmed hat and glanced at the sky:

"Once you get your Demon Hunter Master equipment, we'll have completed everything we need to do here..."

"Vergen is the land of the dwarves. It's not comfortable in every way and it's very expensive."

"It's not even noon yet, let's go down the mountain and find a human village to rest!"

"If it's still early, I can find some commissions to do..."

Hear the commission.

Ailin has not yet expressed anything.

Mary suddenly straightened her back and pricked up her ears:

"Want to go on an adventure and hunt monsters?"

“Hahaha, it’s not really an adventure, but there might be a lot of commissions for monster hunting,” Vesemir seemed in a good mood.

After hearing what Vesemir said, Mary became even more interested.

"It's not necessarily the kind of monster you hope to encounter. Most of the targets of commissions are just water ghosts."

Ailin laughed and splashed a basin of cold water.

Water ghost?

Mary's face suddenly looked unhappy.

She was almost vomiting from refining the water ghost's heart essence, and now she felt a little nauseous when she heard the name of the water ghost.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. Hughes, Bonte and Fred are not here. If it wasn't on our way, why would we accept the commission from the water ghost?"

Vesemir saw Mary's mood getting depressed, so he quickly glared at Arryn and explained a few words.

But Vesemir was right.

Hunting monsters depends on your strength.

If the situation is not urgent or you really are short of that little money.

It is naturally impossible for a witcher master to compete with ordinary witchers for food.

When Mary heard this, she knew that Ailin was teasing her and glared at him angrily.

Then he pulled the reins past him and walked side by side with Vesemir.

Seeing this childish look, Ailin was so happy that he didn't care and followed slowly.

……

that's it.

After leaving Vergen, the three of them rode on horseback and arrived at a small town before nightfall.

But to Mary's regret, all the commissions in this town were to eliminate water ghosts.

So after resting for a night in the town's inn, they set out on their journey again.

And just half a day after embarking on the journey, Mary's long-awaited surprise...

It's coming!
(End of this chapter)