"Oh? Am I a little famous? ”

As the nickname came out of the milky-haired uncle's mouth, Lan En couldn't help but scratch his neck.

Geralt relaxed a lot after accepting the Orencoin.

It's not because of money, but it's about confirming that the bear cub in front of him has normal human emotions and abides by the unspoken rules of society.

This is much more reassuring than the 'old bear' he last met.

Putting oneself outside the rules of society may seem too cool to modern people.

However, in the Middle Ages and before, most of the human settlements would have a disciplinary measure - the punished person became a free man without social constraints from now on, and his political status was no different from that of a wild beast in the suburbs.

He kills people, and he will not be called a 'murderer', but will be tantamount to a beast killing.

But at the same time, if a man kills him, he will also be seen as hunting wild beasts.

People will not be at ease with wild beasts, and if they are not at ease, they will derive expulsion and killing intent.

As a result, people who get this kind of 'free' identity will basically be killed by the crowd like hunting wild beasts within a few days.

If you are not bound by society, you will not be protected by society.

Geralt's unease in the face of the 'old bear' is even heavier than when facing a murderer.

Because murderers kill people for a reason, most of them are for money, and who wants to work hard when they are losing money?

But Geralt, the emotionally unstruck and unruly bear school, felt that if he had stayed a little longer, the two of them might have to lie down there before it was over.

Geralt was confident that the one lying down would not be himself. But it's still that sentence, what do you want to do with a fight, kill people but don't make any profit?

From that time on, Geralt had a bad impression of the Bear School.

"'A little famous'? You don't seem to have any idea of what you're doing. ”

The wolf head necklace on his chest rattled with his shaking head.

Geralt stepped on the cold, muddy ground and moved slightly closer to Lanne, but kept a safe distance.

"What you did affected the market of the entire continent, and the violent death of Count Stetsa caused a fierce reaction from the Nilfgaard Empire, and they invested a lot of resources in this great nobleman. In the past six months alone, the number of border frictions between them and the northern countries has doubled. The countries on the borders of Sintra, Brugg and Livia are about to break their nerves. ”

"You seem to be well-informed, huh? That's right. Haven't asked yet? ”

Lan smiled and held out his hand, and the other side hesitated for a moment, but finally shook it.

"Geralt. Geralt of Livia. You don't have to introduce yourself, Lan of Sintra. As I said, you're famous. It is estimated to be the most famous witcher on the continent. ”

"As for being well-informed?"

Geralt patted the two swords behind him. He was very caring, and in order to avoid misunderstanding, he deliberately did not pat the hilt of the sword, but patted the end of the scabbard on the side of his waist.

"If you're looking for work on the north-south border, and you suddenly find that ghouls, evil ghosts, and demons have a lot more commissions than usual, you can also sense that something is wrong."

"Got it." Lan En nodded.

The two peers, who had initially established trust, kept a distance that would not let each other be vigilant, and walked out of the alley together.

"The corpses and blood of the border clash attract monsters. It's not hard to see why, but why do you describe me as a careerist with ulterior motives and a long plan? ”

When I entered the alley, there was a witcher, but when I came out, there were two witchers.

One had sickly milky hair, the other had silver hair as bright as molten silver.

Two strange and distinctly characteristic witchers quickly whispered around them.

But for those who do this business, people's strange scrutiny is already the mildest treatment.

So neither Lane nor Geralt felt anything.

"That's not my description, it's what most people who know about it think. Have you been living in seclusion during this time? Didn't hear any wind? ”

Facing the young witcher's curious eyes, Geralt vaguely turned his head and rolled his eyes helplessly.

If Lan had been in contact with Triss for a while, he would have heard the wind. But Margarita, that guy is more interested in banquets than in politics.

"Everyone is guessing who is the killer you are backing, and the one who is the loudest at the moment is Covell. Because they make the most money in the business of Blocking Gold. Provoking the North-South conflict can also make them on the edge of the world easily earn a large amount of arms costs, and there is no risk. ”

"Well, starting a war offshore, and then reselling arms and supplies I have to say, this does sound like a good plan to make a lot of money."

Lan En grunted, his expression strange, for the statement felt familiar to him.

It's as familiar as exchanging your scalp for gold coins.

"But it looks like you don't believe this rumor."

Geralt nodded calmly, indicating that he would not make a conclusion because of the rumors.

"I don't think you're a killer hired to upset politics in the past. I think it's because Stetsa got in your way, and then you rushed in and slaughtered him. ”

"This is undoubtedly a bias, but I'm sorry. When I heard that you were a bear school, my first reaction was this. ”

Geralt shrugged, and Lan pursed his lips speechlessly.

Okay, the school's external impression is that of a bunch of reckless people who have no emotional intelligence and are not law-abiding.

Lan, who has no sense of belonging to the school itself, has now become a benchmark for this stereotype.

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"So."

Miss Eliza clutched her handkerchief and looked a little bewildered at the witchers who had gone out and had come back into both.

"So, you can get the services of two witchers without upgrading the fee. This will help increase the efficiency and success rate of lifting the curse. ”

Lan smiled and raised a hand to greet him, and explained the situation to the customer.

From the time when he had been talking to the fishermen of Oriden about business, the young witcher had learned this hand without a teacher.

Don't care what you distort the original service content, anyway, you have to make the customer feel that you have made money!

The aristocratic lady looked at Lan En in a daze, and then she didn't know whether she understood it or not, her face turned red directly, and her mouth opened slightly.

"Wow~"

With a low voice, I couldn't help but step forward and speak.

The milky-white haired witcher twitched the corners of his mouth, and his body was directly between the two, looking dutiful that he couldn't wait to complete the task.

Pushing Lan, who had just leaned against the fence, he walked out of the manor.

"Alright, noble lady. We'll go straight to your brother and set out to unravel the curse. Please be patient. ”

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