Astartes of the Bear School

  Chapter 625 627. ‘Civilized Man’

  “Tell me in detail.”

 The abnormal intelligence attracted Foltest's attention immediately.

Roche handed the information in his hand to his king and briefly relayed it.

"The Nilfgaardians numbered that mountainous area as Mountain No. 13, and it is almost burned now. They also knew that the war was coming, so they did not send many forces to guard it. Our people stepped in to investigate, and other kings I guess so too.”

"Based on the existing traces, the person who died there should be a Nilfgaardian noble. The army he brought was sent out as a temporary deployment, and the number of people was a mixed division."

"And on the bodies of those people, apart from the traces of mental breakdown and cannibalism in the wildfires, there was only a very, very horrific scar."

Roche said "very" twice with an accent.

 The expression on his face was unclear whether it was solemnity or surprise.

Foltest asked while flipping through the intelligence documents: "The mountain fire has been burning for several days, and even now, there are still sporadic flames scattered on the mountain top. Can the scars be seen so easily? They are all charred, right? ?and"

"The Nilfgaardians rushed over immediately. Could this be their move? To disrupt our sight."

“Taller has thought about this possibility.” Roche stretched out his finger and tapped the intelligence document Foltest was holding. "But he ultimately vetoed it."

"Mainly because, what do the Nilfgaardians want to do by revealing this information? Tell everyone that their unparalleled and undefeated army was defeated by a man in the valley?"

“On the contrary, Taler’s people found many people in the valley who were cheating in the opposite direction. They worked hard to add several kinds of scars to the charred corpses.”

“It’s just that ‘injured first and then burned’ and ‘burnt body adds new injuries’, the marks caused by it are difficult to become the same. Their fake methods are too late and the cost is high.”

Foltest suddenly believed the intelligence a little more. What the enemy wanted to cover up was probably true.

 But he couldn't help but grind his back molars.

Even if there is an external wildfire as a factor that suppresses the spirit, one person can defeat a mixed army of a division until it cannot form an organization, and finally be surrounded and annihilated by the wildfire without doing anything. What the **** is going on? !

 A fairy tale?

Foltest shook his head, feeling that even the power-worshipping barbarians on the Skellige Islands, the great hero Hamdol in their mythology, rarely did such rough deeds.

 After all, some people still believe in myths.

“In addition, there are some things happening today.” While the king was in a daze, Roche took on the duties of an affairs officer and reported to the king.

“The guards of the military camp reported to the police that they encountered two demon hunters walking from the enemy-occupied area while patrolling and standing guard today. They also brought several civilians and wounded soldiers with them. They seemed to have escaped.”

 “Witcher?”

After the word appeared, Foltest's eyes narrowed unconsciously, as if he thought of something.

"Yes, demon hunters." Roche continued, "Those are two good men who can lead people out of Cintra, which has become a hell. They did not leave their names, as if they were rushing to safety. zone. The patrolling soldiers said they also handed over a large book. A very important book."

 “Oh? What is that?”

“A record of war.” When Vernon Roche spoke of that book, his tone naturally became solemn, as if he were standing in the temple of Melitelli, bowing his head in prayer.

“This book was later handed over to today’s duty steward, who had experience studying at Ossenfurt, and he immediately recognized the value of the book.”

"It records what the Nilfgaardians did after the war in Cintra began from the perspective of Haxo, the steward of Cintra. The crimes and evidence they committed during the war are in this book Records were found down to the village, and many extensive lists of victims and family relationships."

“One by one, everything is clear and unmistakable.” Foltest became energetic almost immediately.

 He stood up from the stool.

 “Where is that book now?”

 “Still in the hands of the duty steward.”

 “Bring it over! Now!”

 The order was given, and not long after, a large parchment paper was delivered to the table.

Foltest flipped through the pages quickly. At first he was just excited, but as the pages turned, his expression became more and more serious and solemn.

By the end, Foltest’s muscles were bulging from the action of clenching his teeth.

“Have Merigold teleport this book back to Vizima. Contact Horn Press and ask them to prepare it. I want the entire north to see this book.”

“The Nilfgaardians have been preaching in the north for decades. They are civilized, they are advanced, their people are gentle and polite, and their system is just and logical.”

“Come on! Let the people of the world see what is the difference between these ‘civilized people’ and the barbarians they talk about when it comes to war?!”

“Even we know not to kill children! Even we know not to **** a woman who got the plague and killed her whole family! Fuck the ‘civilized world’!”

Foltest tilted his head and spat on the ground.

 “Bah, disgusting!”

"After this book is published, let me see which 'highly respected' scholar or nobleman dares to lick his face and come to my court and tell me, 'We must make friends with civilization, not barbarism.' "

“Even if they talk to me about international relations and international interests, I can still think highly of them! Tell me about ‘civilization’? Tsk.”

 After speaking indignantly, Foltest placed his palms on the cover of the tome and fell silent.

 He looked down at the tattered cover of the book and said to Roche behind him without looking back.

 “I actually know Huck Thor, Roche.”

“He was a standard palace steward. He paid attention to etiquette and was timid. But now.”

“What happened in Sintra has tempered a man like him to this point.”

 “So we must win this next battle, Your Majesty.”

Roche stood straight behind the king.

"After the last disastrous defeat, it has become clear to everyone that the Nilfgaardians do not leave any survivors alive and are keen on killing people. Now even the dwarves in the army are sharing the same hatred with us. Because they also know that the Nilfgaardians are not They won’t kill them just because they are dwarves.”

 “Yeah, we have to win. Because we have no retreat.”

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