Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 554: 555 Arethusa’s position

Chapter 554: 555 Arethusa’s position

Chapter 554 555. Arethusas position

In other words, Nilfgaard really invaded Cintra?

In the dean's office in Arethusa, Lan sat on the cashmere bench where Margarita would lie down when she was relaxing, and asked the sorceress sitting behind the desk.

Lan had just arrived here at this time, but as soon as he entered the door and saw Margarita lying on the cashmere bench fishing, he already had a bad feeling in his heart.

Then he turned his eyes, and when he saw Margarita sitting behind the desk, carefully reviewing and correcting the college's administrative documents one by one, he knew that something big had happened.

There are very few sorceresses who dont pay attention to their image. Even someone like Tissaya, who is already considered an outlier in their group, only has obsessive-compulsive habits that prevent her from catering to these young people.

Simply put, sorceresses have messy hair and clothes. It must be carefully designed to arouse other people's desires and make people salivate.

And Margarita is the best among sorceresses, whether it is her natural appearance or her later appearance.

But now, the sorceress behind the desk really embodies a sloppy look of exhaustion and overuse of her brain.

Lan En was very surprised by this. After all, Margarita was a woman who dressed herself carefully before and after going to bed, and he knew this very well.

How long has it been since you rested?

The witcher asked worriedly.

From the time the results of the Battle of Manada were transmitted to the present.

Margarita put down her quill stiffly, wiped her face with her hand, and sighed.

She would never do this kind of action that would smear her makeup before, even if a knife was held to her neck.

Its been seven days and now I suspect that my pee smells like energy potion! Damn it!

Lan En had only seen the sorceress who had always been elegant and calm, but now she was so mad that she was swearing. Lan En had only seen her in the original cannibal camp.

How is the war going?

Margarita's groggy mind made her think for a while before giving a definite answer to Lan En.

"The rumors are correct. All the main forces of Cintra were defeated by the Nilfgaardians in Manada. King Ister Tursek died on the spot, and Calanthe retreated to the city of Cintra. Relying on She must have been holding on to the city walls and enchanted gates for four days now, and it will be the fifth day soon."

Already advanced to the city of Sintra?

Lan En estimated in his mind.

The Nilfgaardian Empire's troops are indeed fast and strong. It's quite worthy of the Nilfgaardian's proud look.

How did the Nilfgaardian troops treat the defeated troops of Manada?

Lan tilted his head and asked Margarita a seemingly jumping question.

But this question is important because it reflects the behavior of the Nilfgaardian army.

If they left a large number of prisoners of Sintra, it means that they attach great importance to post-war peace talks, and therefore they will not go to absolute lengths in many things and maintain the bottom line.

But Margaritas words disappointed Lan En.

I dont know, dear. Well, I dont know.

Until a few decades ago, the very existence of the Nilfgaardian Empire was only in the mouths of the most knowledgeable and knowledge-hungry people in the north. We know too little about them, and too little is organized around them.

"According to information from Redania's most powerful spy chief, the Nilfgaardians had already deployed an army there that was several times larger than the main force of Cintra before the Battle of Manada began. However, our forces here The intelligence didnt even know when they gathered! Thats why Calanthe led his men and ran into them!

"The placement of prisoners in the army? Not to mention that, that is confidential."

As she spoke, Margarita rested her elbows on the desk, spread her palms outward, and sneered.

Let us pray to Meritelli and the Lady of the Lake who caught you working. Pray that the Nilfgaardians will be as civilized and kind as they say they are in their propaganda.

Lan turned to look at Margarita for a while.

She wasn't even in the mood to cover her dark circles with magic cream.

Suddenly, Lan stood up from the cashmere bench, walked behind the desk, and put his hand on Margarita's shoulder. This action made the sorceress' body suddenly stiffen.

You need to rest, Rita.

After a brief stiffness, Margarita put her arm around Lan En's waist and leaned against his armor.

It doesnt matter that she scolded the armor as being too hard and too awkward before.

Phew~ but I cant rest, darling.

After taking a deep breath, Margarita's tone became calm and rational, as if the previous swear words and complaints were all magical illusions.

The college and the students still need me. They need me to continue working.

"The sudden outbreak of the war has made all the people in power in the entire north sensitive. They can't wait to unite all their forces to launch the strongest counterattack! If at this time, there is any tendency or inappropriateness in Arethusa's diplomatic language, we will Being ruthlessly involved.

I cant let my students be coerced by the words of those in power, seduced by the power and money they promise, and then run into the meat grinder with their heads covered!

Wizards should pursue magic and progress.

Margaritas tone seemed to be expounding some kind of declaration.

We should not waste our energy on ordinary peoples rights struggles and wars. Even if my students really want to take this risk, they should make a move after rational consideration and consideration.

This is what Margarita insists on.

She cares about this college and the students in it.

God knows why this bold, fiery, lazy and extravagant sorceress has such a sense of responsibility, but she just does.

Tissaya hasnt come back yet?

She is attending to local matters at the palace in Kovir, but she told me she would do her best to come back as soon as possible.

"Understood"

Lan whispered.

Then let me do it and you go and rest.

"What did you say?" Margarita raised her head and looked up in surprise at Lan En, who was taller than the last time they met.

Administrative writing and diplomatic writing, right?

As Lan spoke, he began to sort out the piles of texts on Margaritas table.

The sorceress was surprised to find that these text files, which she had placed in a disorderly manner because of exhaustion, and that she was the only one who could find the order, were becoming neat and orderly at a very fast speed!

The movements were so smooth that Margarita almost thought Lan En was playing around.

But occasionally a few documents that she had corrected were revealed, showing that Lan En's handling was indeed based on the rules.

Find me a sturdy chair to sit on, and then you can go to sleep.

Lan took over the quill in Margarita's hand. The quill looked very compact in his hand.

If youre not worried, you can simply proofread it tomorrow.

Mentos began to enter the copywriting mode in his mind.

Through countless [Memory Dives], the experience of the Emperor's Children in governing the planet and completing star system-level deployment and notifications was sorted out, providing Lan En with the smoothest and most secure decisions and expressions.

In fact, to complete these copywriting tasks with Margaritas intention of prioritizing to remain still and not express any opinion, for Lane

He actually felt that Margarita was quite rough at doing these 'simple' tasks.

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