123. Stay away from Vijma
"Get some drinks, Roach! My throat was going to smoke. ”
Foltest yelled without looking back.
Behind him, a man who looked to be in his twenties or thirties walked naturally to the tavern bar.
A moment later, two glasses of Caldwin were placed in front of Foltest and Ranne.
The man always had his chin strained, his eyes squinted, and a tattered cloth hat on his head.
But the biggest difference between him and the others was that he didn't show unusual emotions when approaching Lanne.
Whether it's due to his excellent emotional control or because he has a big heart that doesn't take anything seriously.
These are all good qualities.
Not everyone can not tremble in front of a creature that has slaughtered more than 200 elite warriors alone.
After delivering the drink, Rocchi returned to his place.
"He's a great warrior, isn't he?"
Foltest took a sip and chuckled at Lane as he pointed at Lotchi behind him.
"The son of a prostitute, wallowing in the stinking ditch and working hard, then I dug and grew up to this. Because of this, I cremated my cousin's body on the spot. He didn't deserve to be stopped under Meritelli's gaze. ”
Lan nodded slightly.
A king who can excavate and cultivate young people from miserable backgrounds must have a pair of eyes that care about the bottom in addition to the eyesight of people.
The attitude of such people towards slave trafficking cases is not known.
"Have you placed those kids in place?"
Compared to a piece of flesh that has lost its life, Lan En still cares more about the living.
Foltest dealt with the matter as soon as he burned his cousin's body.
"They will be taken care of and then get in touch with their families and return to their families."
"I guess, you're not just going to bring them back to the family? They are a powerful weapon against the prestige of the Stessa. ”
"Of course, they are needed to deal with the prestige left behind by Stessa, but at the same time, the greater their fame, the safer they will be. It's a win-win. ”
Tacitly, the two people on opposite sides of the table clinked glasses to each other.
"Now, let's talk about you."
Putting down his glass, Foltest snapped his fingers behind him.
The man, still named Roche, walked towards the dining table with a bag of packages that looked heavy.
"Five thousand Oron, along with the plate parts and the good horse that you removed from Virjema, to repay you for cutting off a chain of slave trade. Personally, I'd like to reward you for smashing my cousin's head, but it's a shame that it would have provoked his remnants too hard. ”
Alia on the edge of the table slid her hands and picked up the package in Lotchi's hand.
It's heavy, but Arya is happy.
That's the weight that makes the blood of the wolf can't help but smile.
"It's already a lot, I heard that when Her Royal Highness the princess was unspelled, she only offered a reward of three thousand Oren."
Lan En nodded.
The urge to do good deeds comes from the morality of the heart, but wouldn't it be better if you could still get a satisfactory reward after doing good deeds?
Seeing that Lann accepted the money, Foltex nodded.
"You've asked the children, so don't you ask Meligard?"
"She is a royal adviser who has defended the interests of the royal family in the incident, and I have no need to worry about her."
Lan En's noncommittality made the other party shake his head uncontrollably.
"I'm not talking about safety. You don't see her in high spirits today. ”
Foltest chuckled.
"This is probably the closest she has come to the concept of 'power'. The polite dignitaries on weekdays asked her about the details of last night, and took the topic to her powerful friend, that is, you. She didn't even know that those dignitaries had such a huge amount of power before today. ”
"These energies are not usually revealed in front of a sorceress, but now, because of your presence. Not only did they show these complex areas to my advisors, but they even wished that Meligodd would run into their own sphere of power. Just because she has a friend like you, everything she sees becomes friendly. ”
"Power and wealth are the elixir of aphrodisiac, Lan. I dare to pack the ticket, if you show up in front of Meligodd now, you won't get out of bed for a week. ”
Lan took a sip of his glass.
Damn it! The feudal king was well-informed!
Can you do this for a week?!
Is a sorceress a monster?!
Lan En, who originally looked like a little boy, was a little red at the tips of his ears at this time.
But Foltest's tone became serious after finishing the yellow joke.
"The appearance of a warrior who can brutally kill the top power holder of a kingdom in the top manor of the top guards is beyond imagination for the upper echelons of Temeria, Lann."
"Do you know what they call you?"
As Foltest's tone became serious, Lan's relaxed expression calmed down.
"They call you [Lord Hunter]."
The king's voice was low, as if he were narrating a character from a distant story.
But the little girl sitting next to the king couldn't help but let out a "wow".
Several people present turned their heads to stare at her in unison, so that Arya quickly covered her mouth.
"[The Count's Hunter]." Lan En pursed his lips, "This name is too knight." ”
Lann's dislike did not change the king's attitude.
"It's not the style of the name that matters, it's their attitude towards you."
"Some people are afraid that you don't care about killing the powerful, while others think that you can use your hand to eradicate the enemy as a game-breaking means, and it is not surprising how it was fought for and used in the early days of its appearance. But as a king, I can't let it get worse. ”
Lan could imagine the attitude of the big names in Virgma towards him.
Fear and fear are certainly there, but what are these things in the face of the benefits they can bring?
There will always be people who want to take advantage of themselves, after all, although you are strong, you can't always know everything, right?
Concoct some crimes that anger your opponents, and then leak them to the market. Can you still investigate everything in detail?
And a warrior who is so powerful that it is beyond common sense, while he brings deterrence, it will inevitably bring a bloody atmosphere.
The functioning of society needs the deterrence of blood, but there must not be too much blood.
That's what Foltest couldn't accept.
Lan En nodded in understanding.
"I solved the trouble for you, you paid me, I don't think our relationship is worth it. Not bad? ”
The witcher looked at the king with an inquiring gesture.
Folteste nodded calmly.
"We're friends, Ran. Everyone wants to be friends with a hero who saves slaves, especially if the hero comes out of the story. ”
"I'll just think you're complimenting me. So what can I do to end the chaos? ”
"It's simple." Foltest pointed in Vigma's direction.
"I hope you don't show up in Vijma again. If you need my help, then you can communicate it through Meligard, but you, really, don't show up in Vigema. ”
Vigema was the political center of Temeria, and dignitaries far from the political center were tantamount to self-isolation from power.
Most of the people who wanted to take advantage of Lann and their enemies had gathered in the city.
As long as Lan En stayed away from this city, the trouble would be reduced by seventy percent immediately.
"No problem, Virjma doesn't seem to be a good place for witchers to make a living anyway. It is estimated that it will only take hundreds of years for such a big job as the princess being cursed. ”
Lan En agreed indifferently.
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