As if he had returned to his own home, Ghat Odim calmly entered the room and sat down on a stool.

Lan sat down across from him.

"Let's talk about it first." The witcher pointed to the little girl behind him who was munching on it, and raised an eyebrow at Ghat Odim.

"It's okay for her to eat like this, right?"

"Of course, of course. I'm not going to be rude to the noble lady. ”

Sitting with a "creature" who can modify reality, at least within a certain range, but talking about his own squire without paying attention.

For some reason, Ran's performance made the bald man Gaunt Odim even happier.

"That's good." Lann leaned forward, elbowing his knees on the stool.

"Let the child eat by himself first, let's talk, why did you find me?"

Those cat's eyes did not shy away from meeting the other party's deep black eyes.

After a moment of silence, Günt Odim remained smiling and not saying a word.

Lan, on the other hand, seemed to confirm something in this silence.

"Okay, then I'll understand."

The witcher tapped the pink new skin on his chest.

"You're here for this? But why did you come here after I put it on? I've been wandering the wilderness of Willen for at least a few months with the genetic seed, and there's no such thing as 'not being found' for something like you, is it? ”

"What? Could it be that pulling this thing out of the chest cavity of a slippery creature gives you more pleasure than pulling it out of a bottle? ”

As if talking about not a piece of flesh in his own body, Lan En asked the other party with interest.

"No, no, no!"

Gaunt Odim hurriedly denied it, and the anxious appearance was like a *childish addict trying to prove his innocence.

"You can't confuse me with tasteless, blood-seeking guys! I'm a serious businessman! ”

"And, what's the point of a sarcoma that stays in a bottle and can't move? It has to be on someone, it has to move! That's where the fun comes in! ”

Lan nodded understandingly.

"Buying and selling...... Got it. Looks like you're trying to get something out of me. ”

"But again, with your 'craftsmanship', why bother to do business?"

Even if it's a scope to modify reality, it's easy to be the king of the world, right?

The other party easily understood the meaning of this sentence.

Günt Odim clapped his hands on the stool and bent over with a smile.

"Oops, my man. You think I didn't do that? How many times do you think I've done this? ”

"Boring! If you do too much of this, you'll get bored! ”

"So, even if I find out that you have something terrible on you on your first day here, even if I find out that you are actually something terrible, I will never show up to interfere."

"I like to go with the flow now and wait for the 'inevitable' end...... You can only know how happy it is when you see the last looks on my faces. ”

"In short...... Ryan raised an eyebrow, "you like to play?" ”

"Or else?" The bald man smiled and spread his hands and asked.

"There are now three creatures in this room from out of this world, how interesting."

"But let's be honest, are there still fewer otherworldly creatures brought by the Celestial Sphere Convergence? This is not unusual at all, even rat-like things like water ghosts and evil ghosts are otherworldly creatures. ”

"It's you, Lanne, that's really interesting."

The witchers didn't speak, just looked at each other.

"You know what?" Gaunt Odim suddenly asked rhetorically. "Just now, if you hesitate for even half a second when you cut off the blood vessels in your heart, what will happen?"

"I'm not you, I don't know what hasn't happened yet."

Lan replied calmly.

"Haha, but that's the problem!" Günt Odim repeated.

"That's the problem!"

He stared at Lan En like a biology professor looking at a talking stone.

"You're not a creature like me, but you slashed down when you should have hesitated!"

The other party's finger lightly touched the skin of Lan's chest.

"I'll admit, it's a very subtle creation, but it shouldn't have taken you out of my sight before it was connected to you!"

"Now, the first deal we were supposed to make together fell through before it even opened."

Gaunt Odim, I don't know when, carried a shoulder bag on his shoulder.

He lamented as he pulled out a roll of parchment from his satchel and burned it spontaneously with a wave of his hand.

In the burning void, Lan En could vaguely see something with his witcher's eyesight.

“...... Inexhaustible Blood ......", "The Recipient Should Fulfill ......"

The rest didn't see clearly, but Lan En was glad he couldn't.

Because just looking at that contract, he had a chill that spread from the bottom of his heart.

"It seems that the contract has expired, and you don't want to meddle in my fate with your own power. Then I don't know what you're here for. ”

"A businessman has to always find customers for himself and build relationships, Lann."

Günter Odim waved his hand indifferently.

"Let others owe a debt of affection, and when you need it, you can use it as you go. This is my secret ingredient for doing business. ”

"But it doesn't work today, Glass Kid."

Lenn leaned back to show his resistance to the other party.

"Compared to you, my vision is too narrow to see the consequences of the 'half a second' that didn't happen. But in terms of conclusion......"

The witcher nodded his chest expressionlessly, and then pointed to the door.

"I don't owe you anything, I have my own will and determination, and I have not hesitated to cut my own veins. Then, my surgery was successful. ”

"Serious businessmen shouldn't force them to buy and sell, right?"

The meaning of sending off customers is obvious.

And Günter Odim, as he said, does seem to be more willing to bind his power and have fun.

He didn't say much, just spread his palms and walked past Lan's side towards the door.

Lan En turned his back to him without moving, and at this time, white sweat was already breaking out on the tip of his nose because his body had maintained a high-intensity combat state for too long.

"Oh, yes."

As he approached the door, the other party turned to the witcher with a relaxed smile as if he had just remembered something.

"Dear Lane, you should know what the standard of a first-class merchant is, right?"

The cat's eyes, which were facing away from Gangt Odim, shrank suddenly.

The bald man seemed to see this scene from behind, and the corners of his mouth were grinning a kind and mysterious smile at the same time.

"'First-class businessmen create demand', tsk, those who can say such wise sayings must be pioneers in the industry!"

"Virginia is a long way off, my friend. But you never have to worry about it, because ......"

"Under - Günt Odim, at your service."

At the doorway, the balding man bowed widely.

The door then closes automatically.

"My lord, I brought your dinner...... My lord? ”

Arya's voice rang in Lan's ears, and the witcher turned his head calmly.

On the plate that had been eaten and chewed, the bright dishes suddenly looked like new.