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Chapter 197 Chapter 195, talk

"So His Highness didn't know?" Geralt asked Rita to sit down and then asked Nalian, who was still absent-minded.

"I don't know." As a princess, Nalian naturally knew what it meant when Maka held a princess hostage during her visit. She couldn't believe her father would be so cruel, and looked at Geralt helplessly. said softly.

"Then Your Highness should know, what does this mean to you?"

Nalian nodded, and her maid wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a cloth, which was also somewhat unacceptable.

Geralt got up, walked to Nalian step by step with a wine glass in one hand, crouched down, raised Nalian's chin frivolously, and said softly, "You have been abandoned, Your Highness."

"Yeah." Nalian's gaze at Geralt was dodged, but she didn't dare to push Geralt's hand away, so she could only respond softly.

Fortunately, Geralt didn't plan to do anything to her. After speaking, he sat back on the throne and said to the guards, "Send Her Royal Highness Nalian back, strengthen your defenses, and avoid... Bad guy!"

"Yes! Your lord!"

A few people walked out of the guards, and respectfully asked Nalian: "Your Highness, it's late at night, I'll take you back to rest."

The maid supported Nalian and walked outside the council hall. When she was about to leave the council hall, Nalian suddenly turned her head and said to Geralt, "Sir, you won't kill me, right?"

Nalian's tone was a little helpless, and her eyes were even pleading.

Geralt raised his glass with a sincere expression: "Of course, Your Highness."

Nalian's back disappeared into Geralt's eyes under the **** of the guards, her eyes turned to Rita: "Her psychological defense has collapsed, if your Highness has time, she might as well dangle in front of her more, maybe she can Get some useful information."

Rita beckoned to the guard and asked for a glass of wine. She walked to Geralt's side and stared at the black flag and the white wolf took a sip: "What a handsome white wolf, Geralt, you said. , what useful information can an abandoned son have?"

Geralt also drank a glass of wine, tapped his fingers on the armrest, looked at the low table under the throne, and sighed, "There will always be some."

Not bothering about Nalian's topic, Rita suddenly changed the subject, sat down on the armrest of Geralt's throne, and asked him a little funny: "Do you know why the king agreed to let me let you be me? vassal?"

Geralt moved slightly to the side, and replied somewhat surprised: "Can I fight?"

Rita nodded and shook her head again: "Being able to fight is one of them, and the most important thing is your origin."

"My origin?" Geralt was even more surprised. It was difficult for him to have a prominent life experience that he had never known before?

Strong sacrifice read sacrifice. "Yes, in the records of the kingdom, your origin is clean enough, you are the only one left in the family, and you have nothing to do with other nobles. If such a person becomes my vassal, the father and king are enough to rest assured."

"Then...Harry??" Geralt thought too much, not because of his prominent family background, but because he happened to have nothing, so he was favored by the Lion King, but it was not right, although Harry and Manton The two sons of the earl fell apart, but he was indeed the third son of the earl of Manton. Based on this alone, Geralt was already involved with other nobles.

Rita's arm rested on Geralt's shoulder: "It's because of Harry that Uncle Tosford will give you the opening development certificate, otherwise, just after the process, you will have to stay in the royal city for the first half of the year. "

After drinking all the wine, Rita reached out and took the jug directly from the guard: "Earl Manton was a friend of the father when he was young. Like Uncle Tosford, he is also the most trusted vassal of the father."

"Just like you and me."

After Rita finished speaking, Geralt understood. It turned out that Earl Manton was a vassal identified by the Lion King before he came to power. No wonder Tosford looked at Harry in the wrong way, as if... smirking?

Now that I understand it, seeing a friend embarrassing, it's **** if you don't laugh.

"I see."

Rita's face was a little flushed after half the jug of wine was poured into her stomach. Only then did Geralt realize that Rita had been drinking for so long. This is not an ordinary drink. The degree of 20 or 30 degrees is there. Drink it again. Rita was about to collapse in the council chamber.

"His Royal Highness, this is strong, you should drink less." Geralt advised Rita. He thought that Rita would refuse, but he did not expect that Rita would obediently hand the jug to Geralt.

"If you say you don't drink it, then don't drink it, but your drink is indeed fine wine!" Rita swayed a little, but her eyes were still clear.

"If Your Highness likes it, I will send some to your residence." Handing the flask to the guard, Geralt wanted to get up and send Rita back, but the arm on his shoulder pressed Geralt down: "You sit and I ask you, is Nalen beautiful?"

"Beautiful." Geralt answered truthfully.

"Am I worse than her?" Rita demanded looking into Geralt's eyes.

"Your Highness, you're drunk, I'll take you back." Geralt didn't know how to answer for a while. To be honest, Nalian is indeed much more beautiful than Rita, but Rita's appearance is also called Allure, but how does Geralt answer this? Could it be that, Your Highness, you are also beautiful? No, I can't answer this way. After Rita's first question came out, Geralt had already shouted badly.

"I'm not drunk. If you can't answer this question, I'll ask you another question."

Geralt breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Highness, you said."

"Are you... ambitious enough!"

Geralt's heart sank for a while~www.wuxiahere.com~ He almost drew a knife to kill, but then he realized that maybe this ambition and the ambition he understood were not the same ambition.

So he nodded awkwardly.

"Hahaha, well, as long as you have ambition, Geralt, after the war, I will give you a gift that you can't refuse, you wait."

"Yes, Your Highness, I'm looking forward to it." Geralt breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the definition of this ambition is indeed different from his own.

"Your Highness, it's late at night, and you're also a little drunk. I'll take you back to rest." Geralt got up, this time Rita didn't hold him, but stuck to Geralt's body, or Really drunk, or pretending to be drunk, in short, Rita was almost hanging in front of Geralt now.

After several attempts to get Rita down, but all were unsuccessful, Geralt simply wrapped his arms around Rita's waist, supported her, and returned to Rita's residence.

Rita's room is not far from the council hall, near the office building, outside her house, more than a hundred Black Flag regiments, led by Marr, are guarding here.

"grown ups."

Geralt lowered his face, nodded, pushed open the door, put Rita who was asleep on the bed, released the hand around his neck, Geralt covered Rita with a blanket, and asked the responsible The maid who took care of Rita's daily life stepped forward to serve and left.

This time 17Bxwm Zhang Si. As soon as Geralt left, Rita opened her eyes on the bed, startling the maid who was about to step forward.

"You can't escape."

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