Assassinate Prince Yurkast.
This was a rather special task.
The Prince was Foltest's cousin, and also one of the top three Grand Nobles in the Kingdom of Temeria.
The Duchy of Maribor, where Triss was born, was the territory ruled by this Grand Noble; it would not be an exaggeration to call him a king.
However, such a task was not even in Guilliman's eyes.
After all, as a Witcher who had already reached the [Supernatural] rank, even his cheap colleague, Letho of the Viper School, could successfully assassinate the King of Aedirn, who was protected by a sorcerer and held a higher status, in broad daylight.
What more for him, a grand master with various special abilities and Witcher skills not inferior to veteran Witchers?
Killing Prince Yurkast, for Guilliman, primarily involved considering the political implications.
Would it be a good thing or a bad thing for him to kill this Prince?
After all, in the era when the Brotherhood of Sorcerers still existed, assassinating a Grand Noble was absolutely not allowed; even if successful, the assassin would face the death penalty and could not escape the Brotherhood's capture.
In earlier times, basically all rulers like kings or princes were collaborators with the Brotherhood of Sorcerers, protected by this supernatural organization.
Every royal advisor sent to the court was both a supervisor overseeing these kings' rule over commoners and a protector shielding them from the influence of other supernatural forces.
However, the past was the past, and now is now.
The once powerful Brotherhood of Sorcerers now only had a few stragglers left, and might not even be able to produce a single human High Sorcerer.
Yet, as a supernatural organization spanning thousands of years, no one knew how much untapped potential this ancient organization still held.
It was not impossible for a hidden High Sorcerer to suddenly emerge from some forgotten corner.
After all, even an Elven powerhouse like Francesca never wished to stand in the spotlight, surely fearing something… Seeing the Witcher remain silent, lost in thought with a calm expression.
Princess Adda thought he was angry and leaned her charming face closer, offering a kiss.
A sweet scent and a hint of blood entered Guilliman's mouth, reigniting the fire that had briefly subsided in his heart.
He reached out, gripped Princess Adda's neck, pulled her petite body into his embrace, and without mercy, bit into her tender flesh, leaving marks on the princess's fair skin.
Adda did not dislike such rough behavior; her eyes gleamed with excitement, and she hummed a few times before saying:
"I've thought of your reward, Master Guilliman."
"You must know Velen, right?"
"Baron Vyserad, the lord there, has secretly pledged allegiance to me."
"He has always complained to me that he dislikes the barren lands of Velen and wants to switch territories."
"If you can take out Prince Yurkast."
"I will give Velen to you, making it your territory."
"As for Baron Vyserad, I will give him a sum of money so he can come live in Vizima."
"He has always wished to live here, so he probably won't mind."
Hearing the reward Adda offered, Guilliman was instantly tempted.
Although Velen was a barren land, sparsely populated, and with a harsh environment.
But that was how it appeared in the eyes of these medieval natives; for a Witcher from a civilized era, wetlands also held many valuable resources.
Moreover, although Velen was only ruled by a baron and its status was not high, it was indeed a vast territory, even exceeding some northern duchies.
For a transmigrator from the Great Chinese Empire, big is good, and vast land is awesome.
What Guilliman cared about more were the monsters in Velen's territory, such as the Ladies of the Wood, the endless drowners, swamp witches, and even druids, as well as the Wild Hunt legion that could descend at any time in the future.
Once he owned these lands and gained dominion, then in that remote, poor backwater far from the center of power, whatever he did would not easily attract the attention of other forces.
And once some of his plans were completed, seemingly endless soul power would be beckoning to him.
Guilliman embraced the princess, reached out to pinch her chin, and asked playfully:
"You are only the heir to the kingdom now; can you make decisions about granting territory, Your Highness?"
Adda, hearing this, bit the Witcher's finger without showing weakness, and said somewhat indistinctly:
"Don't underestimate me, you hateful Witcher."
"You might not know, but Father has already decided to attack the Duchy of Maribor, capture Yurkast, and avenge me."
"Although the kingdom's main forces have made no moves, that is to mislead the enemy."
"My Flaming Rose Knight Order, and several elite units under Father, all the Blue Stripes, have completed most of their war preparations; in about half a month, they will launch an attack on Maribor."
"Those fellows think Father will endure their crimes and swallow his anger because of the war with Nilfgaard."
"But they don't know that Father doesn't want these traitors to stab him in the back when the war between the North and South breaks out later."
"Even if it costs something, these bastards must all be hanged."
Hearing Adda's explanation, Guilliman only then realized, quite surprised.
He hadn't expected King Foltest to have such great determination, to launch a civil war within the kingdom just to avenge Adda, without even needing evidence.
This was a war that had not occurred in the original history, but now, because of his influence, it was about to happen.
Of course, Foltest was not acting impulsively, just as Adda said.
To repel external threats, one must first pacify internal ones.
The Northern Kingdoms were already at a disadvantage against the Nilfgaardian Empire; if the war reached a critical point and they were stabbed in the back by friendly forces, the Kingdom of Temeria could collapse at the slightest touch.
Cleaning out the traitors beforehand, even if it meant a temporary sacrifice, would be a good thing for the kingdom.
And Adda's request was not arbitrary; she said in a somewhat seductive tone:
"I am very aware of your powerful strength, Master Guilliman."
"If you can eliminate Prince Yurkast within these two weeks."
"The Duchy of Maribor will suddenly lose a king, and its army will fall into chaos."
"Then, when my father's army attacks by surprise, we can achieve the goal of occupying Maribor with the fewest casualties."
"At that time, I will bestow Velen upon you, and then speak highly of you before my father, earning you merit."
"Perhaps it won't just be Velen; you might even get more of what you desire."
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