Chapter 77 77. Three situations

Coming out of the blacksmith shop, Lan En's disappointment did not last long.

The idea of ​​modifying the arm armor was originally thought of because I was too suppressed by crossbows recently. Even the simple design drawing was produced by Mentos.

There must be something wrong with the drawings. As for the extent of the problem, it depends on the opinion of the master blacksmith.

But at this moment, the master is not in Gos Velen at all, so there is no way to talk about this matter.

But fortunately, Lan En was not in such a hurry to come out of Aretuza Academy just to modify the arm armor.

The bulging alchemy leather bag was placed on Poppy's butt, Lan En led the way, and Arya was responsible for holding the horse.

The witcher once again came to the door of Gos Velen's number one inn.

An iron-clad silver heron sign dangled at the door.

After putting the horse away, he pushed the door open and walked in. Amidst the lively sounds of drinking wine, melodious playing and singing, and the rich aroma of food and wine.

Lan En simply popped out two golden Oren coins, and the sweet "ding" sound*2 echoed in the bartender's ears.

Aaliya in the room was rushed back and forth by his movements in a daze.

"I bet that bartender is looking at you like you're a pedophile right now."

Women can try sexual intercourse when they have menarche at the age of fourteen or fifteen. This is common sense in this era.

The witcher leaned forward and approached the bartender.

It seemed that because he took the money first, the bartender's tone became courteous at the beginning.

The door to the guest room was opened, Lan En led the little girl in, and took off the alchemy leather bag on her shoulder.

Lane declined to comment on the story.

Alia gasped for breath and asked in a low voice.

"You know, the life of a witcher can sometimes attract some romantics."

"I'm going to go down alone in a while and eat the meals that come with our room carelessly. Hey, the carpet is really gray! Then I'll come back here near midnight."

He began to move around the room, sometimes moving tables and chairs, sometimes lifting carpets.

"Welcome again, Mr. Witcher. Do you have a squire this time?"

There were three kinds of magic potions arranged together, with at least three bottles of each. The last milky white one was lifted up by Lan En and motioned to Aria behind him.

Amidst the clinking sound of glass bottles, Lan En began to arrange the planned potions and equipment according to the plan.

"This time it's still a room. The extra Oren will be used to upgrade the meals and prepare them more sumptuously. Then"

The witcher turned around and went upstairs with his young attendant.

The bartender took the two orens into his hand.

"Now, I'm just a guest with a unique hobby. It's not common, but it shouldn't be interfered with. The pub's attention to me only ends there."

Before the little girl could finish speaking, Lan En interrupted her.

"You may see three scenes when you come back."

"My lord, why do you say those words that are easily misunderstood?"

Lan En kept walking and replied casually: "It's not 'like', he already thinks I'm a pedophile."

"But at the same time, this tavern invests at least 20 orens in the security system every month, but it will pay more attention to our room. Because this guest has paid more for his unique hobby."

After collecting the money and pocketing it, the bartender's posture remained exactly the same as before.

"Don't take a large organization too lightly, Alia."

Lan En pretended to shrug helplessly and talked to him familiarly.

"It's true that you are expensive, Mr. Demon Hunter."

"Now, each of them is wearing a set of fine armor. After nightfall, three people will guard the stairs on each floor of the tavern, and four people will patrol continuously after nightfall."

When Lan took Arya upstairs, he nodded to a strong Skellige man wearing a horned helmet.

Aria's bulging alchemy leather bag hung on her shoulders, and the weight of the large amount of potions and glass forced her to bend down and move forward with difficulty.

He did not immediately make a guarantee to Lan En, but instead changed the subject.

"So." Aaliya frowned without saying a word. She didn't speak softly until she climbed up to another level and couldn't see the shadow of the warrior.

It was already dark when the two checked into the tavern, and the wooden stairs showed a dim color under the candlelight.

"But that's the interesting part, Alia. When you give people a slightly hidden, practical but easy-to-understand answer, then most people will be addicted to this answer and never delve deeper.

desire."

"Whether it is Margarita or Tisaya, they cannot represent all of Arethusa's will, but only most of it. Come in-"

Then he raised his eyebrows at Lan En with a mysterious smile.

"There was once a drunken wild warlock who wanted to break into a lady's guest room at night, so it was a little noisy that night. But after that night, the lady checked out and left, a soldier rested for half a month, and the Yinlu Tavern continued to operate as usual.

Only the wild sorcerer has disappeared."

"Witchers have knowledge of alchemy that even warlocks are interested in. Once I confirmed this, I understood. I can go about my daily life in Arethusa, but there is no way I can do what I want to do next.

thing."

"Well, I just hope the night in this pub is like the last time I stayed."

"Every income from Yinlu Tavern will be allocated a part to pay a special salary."

But around ten years old, even from the perspective of this era, it is still a bit too early.

"And in the worst third scenario, you will see me unconscious and my exposed chest."

He stretched out an index finger from his studded leather glove and waved it in front of the little girl, teaching her.

While Lan En was busy, he gave instructions to the confused little girl.

"What are you going to do tonight? If you want adequate security, why not stay in Aretusa? Ms. Margarita to you."

It seems that that is one of the seven warriors.

The bartender's eyes looked strangely between the young Arya and the witcher, as if he understood something.

"The wages are paid to seven warriors from the Skellige Islands. Each of them has earned money on a pirate ship. Each of them is proficient in using long swords and hand axes. Each of them has chopped off at least three heads."

"Man, tell me the truth. Is this premier pub quiet enough at night?"

"The first one is that I sit in the room as if nothing happened, but the room is a little messy."

"The second one is that my face will be similar to the night I rescued you from the traffickers, like a dead person. And I will lose consciousness. Then I need you to drink this for me."

"At that time, you have to pour into me whatever amount of the first two potions are left. Until I wake up or my chest heals, you can give me the milky white potion."

In the midst of the large and chaotic flow of information, Aaliya first nodded blankly, then suddenly shook her head, looking horrified.

"But why me?"

Ah! If I had known earlier, I would have signed the contract later, but now it’s on the new book list, and my exposure has plummeted! It’s so uncomfortable.

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Chapter completed!