Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1178 1160. Behind a book

His calm, gentle and calm tone naturally carries a sense of magnanimity and style.

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

Maintaining this tone during debates and disputes will make the other party feel that they are useless and may even begin to wonder if they are really wrong.

This is the situation now between Sakia's tone and the man opposite.

This man came from the battlefields of the Civil War. Of course he had seen through the cruelty of the Nilfgaardians.

But when faced with the other party's well-founded questions, his originally angry and impatient tone turned out to be hesitant and unable to say anything insightful.

He just kept repeating words like 'black dogs' and 'Nilfgaardians are all shameful liars'.

On the contrary, it made him appear even more untrustworthy, and like an illogical and manic fool.

But this man is not unreasonable or messy.

He himself felt that his mind was in a state of confusion. He knew that he had nothing more to say, so he spat hard to the side, turned around and left.

After walking out of the pavilion, he passed by Lan En who was approaching.

But he didn't argue, and the aggrieved mood in his anger made him just glance up at Lan En sideways, and then continued to move forward.

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

While chewing marigolds, Lan En looked at the man's back with a little amusement as he walked away with his head buried in the ground.

He stepped into the pavilion. Sachia, who had a black hardcover book open in his hand, was still sitting on the railing of the pavilion.

The pair of slender legs that were tied with armor parts but still retained the beauty of the body were stacked, entangled, and stretched out at will.

The page of the book turned with a clatter. The dark-blond-haired Sakia did not raise his head, but spoke calmly.

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

"Well" Lan En raised his eyebrows under the hood, "What are you talking about?"

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

"He wanted to go to bed with me. I could feel that he wanted to go to bed with me. Because before our argument started, his eyes had been wandering on my chest, waist, and thighs. But he couldn't even talk to me for a while. Neither. Weird, right?"

This time Lan En did not answer the question.

He just tilted his head and looked at the cover of the hard-cover book that the other party was holding and flipping through.

"Sir Nelven's "A Study of the Customs and Institutions of the Nilfgaard Empire". It has reference value for the study of the Nilfgaard Empire, but it is not great."

Lan En just took a look and then crossed his arms and spoke calmly and rationally, just like the tone Sakia used when speaking to the man just now.

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

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

"So can someone like you answer the questions I just had?"

"A credible book, a description of Nilfgaard, and contradictions between what the Nilfgaardians are currently doing?"

There is a bit of gunpowder in these words, that is, a bit harsh.

This is normal, because when something a person believes in is impacted in front of her, most people will feel a little resistant in their hearts.

Just now she said, 'What I'm confused about is the conflict between the Nilfgaardians in the books and the actions of the real Nilfgaards.' But in fact, you can tell from her tone that she is actually leaning towards the Nilfgaards in the books. The appearance of virtue.

But 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 reliable book in the field of Nilfgaardian research." Saskia originally held the book between her arms, and raised her naturally hanging arm to signal to Lan En.

Those strong and beautiful eyebrows were also staring at the other person's face, which was mostly covered by the hood.

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

"From a superficial perspective, the logic is correct."

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

But this small arc was immediately keenly captured by Sakia, and an unknown fire emerged from his heart.

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

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

Lan En smiled and didn't say anything. He just pointed at the hard-cover book in the other person's hand.

"Sir Nerwin used a very clever way of writing - please forgive me for describing his method in this way - bypassing many things that originally had to be said, and then he made this book appear in front of you like this."

Lan En took a step forward and turned to one of the pages just by the feel of his hand and Mentos' record without even looking.

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

"In this passage, he lightly ignored Nilfgaard's slave system and described it in a vague way, as if he attributed all the glory and prosperity of the Golden Tower City to 'Nilfgaardians are born with the knowledge of glory and Praise for hard work."

The capital of the Nilfgaardian Empire is called Nilfgaard City, also known as the City of Golden Towers. 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 no longer had the calmness 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. Except for people from these places, anyone who dares to say that he is a [Nilfgaardian] will have 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 all 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 causing Foltest to feel troubled and drain his energy, what is a book? What is it 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?"