Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1391 1363. Marriage to the throne

With a 'bang', Foltest's fist hit the table, and he was furious.

"It's not me anyway. I never thought about getting the crown by marrying a little girl! After all, I."

"After all, you have been having an affair with Baroness La Valetti for the past four years." Miwe smiled again and said, "Like two turtle doves in love, just waiting for the old Baron to close his eyes. ”

"Don't glare at me, my relatives. Apart from you Temeria and Redania, it's reasonable for other countries to have spies and spies, isn't it? This is what I pay them to do."

"Considering the throne of Cintra, many kings would be willing to sacrifice their own happiness for it."

"Wait a minute." Henselt scratched his beard and said suspiciously, "Speaking of 'many kings', Calanthe once wanted to marry his granddaughter to the son of King Awell of Verdon. Is that old guy? There is also suspicion? It’s related to the land of Sintra, and it’s not just him.”

Vizmir whispered to himself: "Indeed, King Aiweier has three sons. And among the people present, who have male descendants? Huh? Miwe? What if you are muddying the waters and deceiving us? ?”

"Then you can exclude me." Queen Leiria smiled even more charmingly, "My two sons are still wandering around. This is the price of indulgent education."

"Even if they haven't caused enough trouble to get themselves hanged, I don't think they'll suddenly want to be king."

"Although I am their mother, I can only say that they are stupider than my late husband. May he rest in peace. Anyone who has met my husband should know what this concept is."

"That's true." King Redania agreed, "I have seen it before. Are your two sons really stupider than him? Damn it, I thought he was as stupid as possible. Please forgive me, Mewe."

"I forgive you, Vizmir. Now, who has a son now?"

Miwei said, but her eyes were already looking at Henselt.

King Kaedwen said coldly: "My son is married!"

"Does this count as a problem?" Demavi said in a sullen voice. "A wise man just said: Considering the throne of Cintra, many kings are willing to sacrifice their personal happiness for it, let alone the happiness of the prince?"

"I don't allow such slander! Don't make things difficult for me. Don't other kings have sons? For example, Nedamir of the Humphries Alliance has two sons, and he is also a widower! Also, don't forget Ko Istrad Thyssen of Vil!”

"These two are excluded." Vizmir waved his hand, "The two families have recently been considering a political marriage and planning a joint rule between them. It is neither safe nor too greedy to reach out from this position."

"Indeed, Humphos and Kovir are both too far away from Sintra. They are both in the far north and can't reach out." Demavi suddenly changed the subject, "But there is one person who is very close to Sintra. close!"

"who?"

"Emhyr var Emreth. He has not married yet, and he is younger than you, Foltest. He is also in good health. I heard that the wives of three knights are his lovers."

"For the sake of smallpox and plague." The king of Redania frowned seriously now. "If that's the case, Emhyr will defeat us without any effort!"

"It's obvious that the people and nobles of Cintra will follow Calanthe's bloodline. Just think what would happen if Emhyr got the lion cub? To add insult to injury, the Queen of Cintra is also the Queen of Nilfgaard ”

"Queen?" Henselt curled his lips and said disdainfully, "You are exaggerating, Vizmir. Why should Emhyr give that girl a queen's crown?"

"He has taken Cintra, conquered it, ruled it, made it a province. He has sat on the throne of Cintra. To give him the position of queen for what he has got. ?”

"First of all," Foltest retorted, "Emhyr occupied Cintra as an invader. But if he can find the girl and make her his queen, he can rule there legally and reasonably."

"The cost of Nilfgaard's rule over Cintra will plummet! Cintra will even be able to provide support for the Nilfgaard Empire!"

"Nilfgaard, who is married to Calanthe's bloodline, will no longer be an invader that makes the north hostile, but will be a neighbor that we must value and interact with."

"The people are already in disarray now. By then, how great will the resistance be to us launching a war? How can we fight the Nilfgaardians? If we do fight, we will become the invasion of Cintra. ”

The difference between a just war and an unjust war seems to be just in name.

But if the difference is really just a name, then all the famous ministers, generals and ministers in the past and present, at home and abroad, must have a thorough pragmatist, right?

But there is no one who can let it go when they can occupy the name of justice. As long as they have a choice between a just war and an unjust war, they all know what to choose with their eyes closed.

This is not just a name, this is real power!

"Hell!" Foltest's face was completely ugly. "I don't know who is looking for that child. I can only say that it's not me. But I declare that I will start looking for her from now on."

"I still think she should be dead, but we can't take risks, her identity is too important!"

Henselt nodded first, and then said: "But on the other hand, should we discuss first and find out who she will marry after we find her? This can't be left to fate, right?"

"She can be with Vissekid's guerrillas in the early stage, which can greatly boost the morale of the Cintra survivors and refugees and become a flag." "But I want Cintra to still be able to resist the south after it is recovered. The steel gate. Don’t act stupid, you must understand what I mean.”

"When that little girl sits on the throne, her husband will be very important. He must be able to take on the defense of the entire north at the mouth of the Yaruga River! Is there anyone here who can recommend himself?"

"I won't do it." Mi Wei said jokingly, "I give up this right."

"I have no intention of excluding people who are not here." Demavi said seriously, "We can't exclude people either."

"Even Niedamir and Istrad Thyssen, who are already planning to rule jointly, are no exception. Even Vesekid is included."

"Marshal Cintra's method of using that 'battle flag' may or may not be surprising? You must have heard of examples of intermarriage between nobles and common people."

"Although the marshal is old and ugly, as long as there are enough absinthe and aphrodisiacs, maybe the little girl will fall in love with him. Even if it's just for a few nights, that's enough. There's someone in our plan Your Majesty Visekid?"

"No," Foltest murmured, "that's not part of my plan."

"Me too." Vizmir grimaced, "He is at most a collaborator during the war. After the war? Maybe he can achieve meritorious service, but that depends on whether he has the ability. That's all. I can I didn’t want to put him on the throne.”

"And on top of that, if it was Emhyr who was looking for the cubs, we couldn't afford the risk."

"Of course." Henselt said decisively, "We must not let the lion cub fall into Emhyr's hands. She must not fall alive into the hands of anyone who is not good for us!"

"You want to kill her?" Mi Wei frowned, "This is too disgraceful. We don't need to be so extreme. Find her first, give her to me, and I will teach her to be a graceful and beautiful girl in the castle in the mountains. Princess."

"Then marry a certain northern knight, the kind of knight with no roots and no skin. Everyone can supervise her. When you see her again, she will have a child with her and another in her belly."

"If my calculation is correct, that means there are three usurpers who may favor Nilfgaard in the future." Vizmir said coldly. "No, Miwei. This method is indeed disgraceful, but we can't take risks."

"As long as the girl is alive, her ownership will be the biggest unstable factor. It is related to the national interest, kings."

The howling wind in the Pontal Valley still blew the window sash, and the kings fell silent.

"There is another person." Suddenly, Foltest, who had been silent just now, said, "Please forgive me, kings. The decision to kill a little girl is indeed too extreme, so I want to try my best to find room for change. "

Miwei stood on the side of her relatives this time: "We are all ears."

"Isn't there a great nobleman in Cintra?" Foltest pointedly said, "Young, of the right age, handsome, and will never be weak or bow to the Nilfgaard Empire. You guys You know who I'm talking about."

"Cintra will still be Cintra for the people of Cintra, and will still be a steel door in front of the Nilfgaardian Empire. A free, strong, and determined nation."

"That's nice, Foltest." Demavi sneered, "But we can't control him!"

The King of Temeria immediately retorted: "Control? Dear Majesty Demavi, even if you help your own son to the throne of Cintra, do you dare to pat your chest and say: Can you control him?"

"The moment he sat on the throne, no matter who helped him, who he helped, or whose blood he shed, it can't change the fact-"

"The person who sits on the throne will have power, and those powers, as long as they have time to work delicately, can free him from control! Become a king!"

"There have been many regents in history. Shouldn't we step down when we should step down? How can there be any perfect control?"

"I really can't control my biological son who became the king." Demavi admitted simply.

"But I can exert some influence at least, because I know my son, and I know how to say something to make him pay more attention or accept it, reject it, or get irritated."

"But what about Lan En of Cintra? We have never had contact with him. The only time we saw him was when he killed so **** the battlefield that it made people's hearts tremble."

"But how will his performance on the battlefield be compared to national politics? In a word, we don't understand him."

"Only you! Foltest, only you have had daily contact with him."

"The words went in a circle but came back again. Why do I think you just want someone you are familiar with but we are not familiar with to sit on the throne of Cintra?"