It is impossible to do research if you want to live in a snail, even in this magical world, all kinds of materials are distributed all over the world.

It takes business operations and the flow of goods to get to the people in need.

Therefore, in this world, it is impossible for a famous alchemist to live in the wilderness like in the script, acting in a withdrawn and strange style.

They had to sponsor their experiments, and they had to set up laboratories in places where there was a large flow of materials and a wide variety of materials, so that they could easily receive raw materials.

Therefore, under the constraints of various conditions, in fact, the big cities of each kingdom are the places where high-level alchemists gather.

And Kyle Mohan. Without considering the influence of portals, no wandering merchant has been to this place for nearly a hundred years.

"Well, it's an amazing talent."

Viselmir didn't say much, just crossed his waist and sighed.

"Even those warlocks who don't look at people squarely don't have a more outstanding alchemy talent than you."

His mouth was full of praise, but the old witcher's expression was not optimistic.

After a moment of silence, Viselmir looked up into Lane's eyes.

I want you to remember your promise, kid."

"Of course." Lan agreed without hesitation. "Otherwise, I won't be able to stand myself."

The old man nodded slowly, and finally put the topic down.

He had actually trusted this young man as early as the time when he was in the Great Forest of Brockleon, but he couldn't help but say a few more words about the things in the basement.

"I'm not going back yet."

Seeing that the two were finished talking, Belengar interjected.

He had always felt that he was a little uncomfortable talking about such a serious topic.

At this time, the atmosphere is relaxed, and he is also relaxed.

Belengar stretched out his hand and scratched his neck, he had been back to the fire for the past few days, and he had just scratched his fingers twice, and there was a lot of black mud in his nails.

"Geralt has retrieved a complete set of drawings for our Wolf School's advanced equipment, and I'm ready to study it. Although birds don't poop in this place, they certainly can't make up the amount of materials that really make a set. But it's not bad to study ideas and technologies as reserves. ”

"Then you'll have to go back to Temeria alone, can you afford it?"

"I'm a witcher, boy." Belengar pursed his lips in dissatisfaction. "Even though you're retired, you're not going to be able to complete a trip, are you?"

"Actually, I called Askell back."

Viselmir did not hesitate to pierce Berengar's confidence beside him.

In a chaotic world, and it is foreseeable that it will be even more chaotic, it is risky to even travel alone.

It is okay for Belengal to deal with three or two bandits blocking the road, but as the situation becomes more and more tense, it will be easier for the bandits to recruit troops and expand their power in this situation.

When a certain time comes, it is estimated that there will be no such thing as a 'small bandit gang', and those who can maintain their existence must be a large number of bandits.

"I'm still not very worried about him, let him come back and replace the good sword first, and give him a heads-up. Geralt would then follow Belengar to Goth Willen to find work. ”

"Now that the municipal government and the aristocracy have begun to raise prices, we might as well find a safe place to make more money."

"Don't worry, Geralt's boy has an awkward personality and strong self-esteem, but this is not a charity. It's just that you guys make a safety valve for him. He's not stubborn yet. ”

Viselmir naturally ignored Berengar's distorted face and said what he had arranged.

Geralt's self-esteem is significantly stronger than the average level of the witcher, and even the conflict with Yennefer is often caused by the strength of the other party and his self-esteem.

But for Viselmir, it was too easy to handle Geralt.

This guy was brought up by him, and he knows the roots.

"If Geralt doesn't blow up the thorns, there's not much to say."

Lan En shrugged.

If Geralt was active in the Goth Willen area, it would be easy to ensure his safety with Erethusa's influence in that city.

"It just so happens that the Eretusa Academy seems to be interested in exploring a number of ancient elven tombs, and perhaps Geralt can take on this job as well."

"It's better now." Viselmir held his stomach and nodded, though it wasn't big. "Sorceresses have always been generous."

"Before I took over this little girl, I never thought it was so troublesome to raise a child. Hey, am I really old? Back then, I could watch a whole bunch of kids by myself. ”

Belengar complained next to her: "But she's a girl, and she's still a princess." It's not like us orphans. ”

"Hit your iron, old thing."

With a wave of his hand, Viselmir drove Berengar away like a fly.

——

Lan said that he was leaving, but in fact, taking into account his learning progress, he still stayed in Kylemohan for a month and a half.

In the past month and a half, Flannel Ball and Ciri have insisted on sparring, and both of them have mastered the breathing method and basic skills that Lan En taught them.

It's just that Lan En is a bit similar to Reina Yixin's original thoughts at this time, and he also wants to see how far this talented little girl and a brave and diligent Ailu cat can develop this technique.

I don't know if anyone who has trained [Reed Celebrity] to this point has a bit of a bad taste.

So Lan En didn't teach them more subtle, but also more subtle other skills, waiting to see how they played.

The curiosity in Lan's heart about new techniques and techniques made him always remember the movements and breathing of the adult Ciri in the hotel at the crossroads.

During this period, the Qilin was also summoned back by the uneasy Lan En to see if it had caused trouble in the Blue Mountains.

The expressions of the few people who had never seen such a creature at that time, Lan En wanted to laugh a little now when he thought about it.

Considered petite among the ancient dragons, it jumped lightly onto the walls of Kelmohan.

This wall, which was built for military purposes, was about the same as a small dirt slope in front of the Qilin's foot strength.

Along with the unicorn came a sudden burst of dark, heavy thunderclouds.

Looking at the sky from the forecourt of Kylemohan, the aggressive black clouds seemed to splash ink on the sky.

The sun was setting in the middle of the two hills, mild and bright, and the weather was clear.

And the abrupt black cloud was born from the beam of the setting sun, and then spread rapidly, all the way towards Kelmohan!

The shock of that scene made Lambert, a guy with a thorn in his mouth, stunned, and didn't say a cool word.

Regardless of whether this unicorn was bullied by the golden lion, or bullied twice in a different way.

Anyway, in terms of momentum, as an ancient dragon that can affect celestial phenomena, the unicorn is full.

(End of chapter)