Chapter 283 The First Confrontation of the Ace Troops

Lane nodded. According to the normal timeline, the story of "poisoning and smashing eggs" just now should have happened a year or two later. Considering the hatching time of the dragon eggs, he thought that the dragon eggs had already been born, but now it seems that is not the case.

"You said you had a plan? So what did you do now that you didn't plan to annoy the Red Dragon?"

Wav Geneva nodded bitterly: "Yes."

"Some time ago, Kerturis's food intake increased sharply, but the frequency of activities decreased." Wavzinek said, "We thought he was going to hibernate or something at first, and we thought it would be a good thing that his eyes would be quiet if we didn't see him later."

"But we soon realized that something was wrong. After all, you know, we have lived with dragons for hundreds of years, and we are always thinking of ways to deal with it, so there are a lot of books and materials about dragons in the clan." Wavzinek did not shy away from his hostility towards dragons. "After repeated investigations, we wrote to ask some dwarves living in Niubao to ask biologists for advice, and finally confirmed that Kerturis is pregnant!"

"And after that?" Colgrim poured a glass of wine for Saskia, forced the dragon girl to look away, and asked.

"As I said before, the Ferenc clan can't afford a second dragon, and we don't allow Kerturis to give birth to a baby dragon under the support of the Ferenc clan!"

Wavzhinek gritted his teeth: "It just so happens that there are so many monsters in the Mahakam Mountains recently. We made a lot of bait to lure these monsters to gather towards Kerturis' lair, and then put some herbs for abortion in Kerturis' food."

"These herbs... have been tested on the girls in our clan, and they will make people weak. We hope that we can use this to make those monsters hurt, or even seriously hurt Kelturis, and then we can take the opportunity to destroy it."

Lan's confidantes in the room frowned. Using this method to deal with a pregnant woman feels very indecent, but when the opponent is a giant dragon, everything becomes difficult to evaluate.

But Lan sighed when he heard it, why did everyone take advantage of the increase in the number of monsters to make trouble secretly? So did the Ferencs, and so did the Ziglins. The monster riot was supposed to be a disaster for the residents, but it turned into a carnival for conspirators from all walks of life.

These rioting monsters would probably be wronged knowing that they were used as tools like this?

"I understand, Wavzinek." Lann finally sorted out the cause and effect, "I will deal with this matter. I assure you: Kerturis will never become a problem for your Ferenc clan, or even your Mahakam."

At the moment Lann made his promise, the system responded with a prompt sound——

[Discovery mission - a century of grievances:

The feud between the red dragon Kerturis and the Mahakam Ferenc clan originated centuries ago. Although they have maintained superficial harmony for hundreds of years, the Ferenc clan always wants to get rid of the oppression of the dragon. Although they have tasted bad results because of the loopholes in their strategy, your power has allowed them to see new opportunities. Now that you know the cause and effect, how to deal with this grievance is all in your mind. 】

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After getting Lane's affirmation, Wavzinek left gratefully, and everyone's eyes refocused on Lane, curious about the leader's decision.

"Lan, what shall we do next?"

Colgrim was the first to bring up the question, and the others followed suit—especially Saskia.

Lann pondered for a moment, then comforted Saskia: "Don't worry. At first I was worried about whether Kelturis and the Ferenc clan would never die, but now it seems that there may be room for maneuver, and I am sure."

After Xiaolongnv was relieved, Lan turned around and began to arrange her own battle plan.

"We don't want to slay dragons, that would be too wasteful... I want to try to see if we can turn the red dragon into our power just like recovering the ice giant."

As soon as these words came out, all the Cintra people in the house became excited.

"Yes, I'm sure." Lann once again stabilized the army's morale, and then he couldn't help laughing, "With such a powerful combat force, as long as we have the first one, it will be much easier to recover later..."

Isn't that right, in order to subdue the ice giant, how much strength and effort did they gather to beat the ice giant half to death? Lann also spent a whole level of experience to make the opponent worthy of a contract. Not to mention anything else now, with the Ice Giant and Saskia around, the item of "letting the opponent lose their fighting power" becomes much more convenient.

Just to prevent the accident of not having enough experience, Lan still hopes to have a good talk with the Red Dragon as much as possible.

If not, then you can only convince people with virtue...

But before the plan can be implemented, there are still some things to do.

Lann glanced at the system panel, there was only one skill point, and the amount of experience points was not enough.

"It's enough for me, Saskia, and the ice giant to face the red dragon. You have other tasks." Lan said seriously, "I hope you can help others as much as possible during this time. I won't talk about how to do it...just like what you did in Sintra and Skellige."

For the people in the house, they are all familiar with driving, so naturally it is not possible.

The amount of missions for one Ferenc clan may not even be enough. Lane has already planned to send people to the Fuchs clan to help them build their homes through [Teleportation]. By the way, you can also brush up your favorability, so that your own people can inspect your future colleagues.

Then everyone began to assign tasks. It's just that sharp-eyed people suddenly discovered that Lan's core members in the room were missing one person who shouldn't have been missing.

"Where's Milva?"

Lan En didn't raise his head: "I arranged for her to do other tasks...but I guess she will be back soon."

...

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The town of the Ferenc clan is still filled with the scorching smell left by the raging flames during the day.

Earlier, faint cries could be heard in those dimly lit rooms, but now it was late at night, and the many events during the day made the dwarves unable to squeeze their energy any longer. Even Wavzhinek went home and fell asleep after coming out of Lann's house.

The entire "witch's lair" fell into silence.

The only ones who are sober are the guards in charge of guarding the Scoia'tael.

Since most of the warriors of the Ferenc clan had not yet returned, Lane sent a group of soldiers to guard the Scoia'tael prisoners at the request of Wavzinek. Anyway, these Scoia'tael were originally Lane's captives.

Just as the Cintra people were doing their duty, they noticed a tall figure coming out of the darkness.

The firelight illuminated the opponent's appearance: braided black hair hanging down the back, a blood-colored collar turned up from the top of the black leather armor; four limbs were covered with hard plate armor, and the outermost was a thick cloak.

"Captain Leila." The leader of Sintra's guards greeted him politely after seeing clearly the figure emerging from the flames.

"Mirwa." Leila also greeted the leader of the guards of Sintra politely. She had a good impression of the only woman in Rann's team.

When Leila noticed that these people from Sintra didn't relax after seeing her, and they even put their hands on their weapons faintly, her affection grew even stronger.

What a strong vigilance, what an elite force. Herilera sighed in her heart.

"Duke Lannister is discussing matters, and it seems that he will soon plan to slay the dragon." Herilera explained her reason for coming, "This is a huge event, and everyone needs to participate."

As an attendant, Milva is Lann's undisputed absolute confidant, and her shooting skills cannot be replaced in the team. If it was Dragon Slaying, she would definitely have a place in the plan.

"At the request of the Duke of Lannister, I have sent Milva to discuss matters. Mr. Geralt and the others have already been in the Duke's room, and now I am sending you."

Heleila said this, but she didn't expect the female attendant's expression to become more and more strange. The dark light of the torch is not enough to see people's faces clearly, but Herilera, who is experienced in fighting, is enough to feel the murderous aura on it.

"Layla the Black, the captain of the Aedirn Special Operations Force, the main opponent in combat is the Scoia'tael." With Leila's stern eyes, Milva talked about her resume without haste, and the following content made Layla's face change drastically.

"As early as when these Scoia'tael were captured, His Excellency had guessed that you would not be able to resist lynching them. His Excellency had told me that if you sent false orders at night and wanted to dismiss us, don't hesitate, just take them down."

The Sintra guards had already spread out, but the enemy they aimed at was no longer the Scoia'tael, but the female captain of Aedirn.

And no matter how brave Heleila is, it is impossible to face the entire guard team at the same time. At this moment, she is full of frustration, but she has no resentment, she just sighs:

"Even that the Lord Lannister expected?"

"The Duke of Lannister knows everything." Milva put the longbow behind his back and drew out his long sword, "And you, falsely passing on the order of the Duke, is a humiliation to the name of Lannister! If it wasn't for the Duke's great favor for you and special instructions not to hurt your life, my arrow would have already pierced your neck!"

Herilera's face was full of frustration, but she couldn't help chuckling when she heard the words: "It's up to you? I admit that Duke Lannister is brave, and he has a good eye for people. But you can't deal with me, little girl."

Leila, who is also a woman, knows how difficult it is for a woman to gain an advantage in a fight. She has a place in the barracks by virtue of her tall stature and natural strength as a man. In comparison, Milva's body is too petite, and he belongs to a body whose strength disadvantage can be seen at a glance.

If it was a bow and arrow, Herilera might be afraid of three points, but Milva actually drew his sword at this moment, which made Herilera a little bit dumbfounded.

"Try it and you'll know." The female servant of the Cintra lion put on a standard sword stand to face the female captain of Aedian, and specifically instructed the Cintra soldiers beside her, "You are not allowed to make a move, just prevent her from escaping."

Herilera shook her head: "I won't run away... It just seems like there will be one more thing to apologize to Duke Lannister for a while."

Leila's mind is quite relaxed at the moment, she is the captain of Aedirn, this status makes her not kill the Cintra people, Lane will not rashly execute her.

It's just that he is now guilty of attempting to bypass the Sintra guards and lynch Scoia'tael, and if he seriously injures Milva next, it will really be equivalent to slapping Duke Lannister in the face. The duke may not kill himself, but it is still in accordance with etiquette to cut off his hands that hurt his attendants, and His Majesty Demavi can't criticize this.

You can't hurt Milva too badly, otherwise you won't be able to explain. Thinking of this, Heleila raised her cloak, revealing the great sword she had hidden in advance. In the original plan, the sword would be thirsty for Scoia'tael blood tonight.

...

In a quarter of an hour.

"I'll give you a chance to tell me, what do you think?"

In Lan En's stone house, Herilera knelt in front of Lan En with her hands bound. There were bruises on her face, all her armor had been stripped off, and there were a few not-so-heavy sword marks on her clothes. It was obvious that the person who was fighting her was able to handle it with ease, and deliberately restrained her strength.

Her big sword was held in Milva's arms, there was not a trace of blood on it, obviously no one was hurt.

Heleila opened her mouth to explain something, but the pain in her chest and abdomen made her almost breathless, and she hesitated for a while before opening her mouth.

"I underestimated your bodyguard, Duke Lannister. She is amazingly powerful. I was suppressed by her in the first round, but I couldn't find a chance to counterattack and fell behind everywhere. I was disarmed in five moves..."

Milva raised his chin proudly, and his honey-colored hair seemed to smell sweet under the light.

"Well done, Milva, you have completed my task very well." Lan smiled lightly and gave Milva affirmation, he never stingy with the praise and rewards of his subordinates.

This time the female waitress also straightened her chest up, her exuberant expression made everyone in the room feel joy.

But then Lan turned his head to Herilera again, and his tone became cold, which made the atmosphere in the room suddenly tense.

"But that's not what I'm asking, Captain Layla. There's no need for you to evade. My question is: Why did you violate my trust and attempt to lynch my captive?"

Lan En hammered the table hard, shattering a corner of the stone table, which also made Herilera's eyes twitch.

"Did you know that this is the territory of the dwarves, and these Scoia'tael are all from the Ferenc clan? Wawzynek didn't even dare to judge these Scoia'tael within the clan, so he could only hand them over to Carbon Mountain; he also didn't dare to let the civilians in his own clan take care of them. He was worried that some guards would give these Scoia'tael a chance, so he asked the soldiers of Sintra to guard them until the more qualified dwarf fighters returned."

"In this case, you're going to lynch these Scoia'tael, and I don't even need to think that you're aiming at taking their lives."

"I have to ask you a very serious question, Captain Leila—what are you going to do with us in Cintra?"

As soon as these words came out, all the Cintra people in the room stared at Herilera with scorching eyes.