Chapter 76: 76Farewell

Chapter 76: 76Farewell

Chapter 76 76. Farewell

Confirming the next target, Lan bid farewell to Margarita.

I will leave Arethusa tonight.

Margarita looked up in surprise.

"So fast? Aren't you going to convert those 1,500 Orens into strength as efficiently as possible? You can make more money, but you only have one life. Lan En, you also know what level the opponent's power is, right?"

The blonde beauty's sea-blue pupils met her cat eyes seriously.

"Vegima is the capital of Temeria. Throwing mud on the road there can hit the most powerful dignitaries. The common people seem to live in the same city with them, but as long as they want to use their power, the common people will As fragile as an ant.

"To be able to deliver resources and power to the dangerous and desolate Velen, raise a group of armed thugs, and build secret ports and dozens of sentries, do you know how much it costs? Such a person, even in Vizima, He is also definitely the kind of big shot that is the hardest to mess with."

Margarita was speaking seriously there, but Lan En just looked at her and smiled and nodded.

Obviously not dissuaded.

You are right, but Rita, you also know why I want to kill those bastards, right?

Facing Lan Ens smiling face, Margaritas words stalled.

Thinking back to that night in the camp again.

The witcher, who was besieged and suppressed, leaned against the cage where she was imprisoned, not for money, nor for honor and fame.

Just because he wanted to do it, he saw something disgusting and evil and wanted to take care of it.nove(l)bi(n.)com

So, even if he was one against many, was beaten with a war hammer, spitting out blood, or drank more poison than he could bear, he would continue to fight.

For such a person, once he decides on something, nothing can stop him.

Until death.

Margarita bit her plump lips and frowned.

I understand that you dont want to save money and put it in your own pocket. You are not that kind of person. It seems that the power that this money can provide you only goes so far.

After a long time, the blond beauty spoke again.

She sighed and took out a pyramid-shaped crystal from the magic satchel behind her.

"It's a kind of...forget it, you don't understand the magic term. It's a long-distance communication device, you know? It's like a letter, except that a letter transmits words, but this one transmits sounds."

Margarita tried every means to make her words easier to understand. In her eyes, most witchers did not have a good educational foundation.

But Lan En smiled knowingly when she said "telecommunication device".

What is the communication radius? What is the latency? How does charging work? How is the audio clarity?

His series of questions confused Margarita. Amidst the other party's sluggishness, Lan took the pyramid crystal.

There he received the good news that White had returned home safely and that Bernie was not infected and was recovering.

The young dwarf looked up and down at the witcher, smacking his lips.

"Tsk, for the sake of the plague, did your breastplate take a direct hit? Oh my god, it's a shame you can still stand here. The master is not here today, but don't worry, especially for this little thing. Na can handle it!"

The girl with blond hair and braided hair next to her smiled and nodded enthusiastically: "Leave it to me."

Yona took the breastplate to repair it, while Alia was very curious and circled around Fergus.

According to her, she has never seen any non-human race in her hometown.

This behavior annoyed Fergus quite a bit.

"Where did this wild child come from? Don't make me anxious! Take care of it, Lan En!"

The witcher grabbed the little girl by her collar and dragged her away from the dwarf.

Fergus now had time to straighten his beard.

"Huh-just tell us what you have to say in one go, Lan En. What else do you want to do here?"

Hey, Yuna is good at skills, but when it comes to customers, shes worse than you.

Lan En smiled and took a picture of the drawing and put it on the table.

The shape of the drawing is similar to the arm armor he is wearing now, but there is an extra pipe on the inside of the wrist.

A rifled pipe, also known as a gun barrel.

Can it be changed?

Lann asked Fergus, although the dwarf is not very skilled, if he can't tell what his shop can and cannot do, then he can't even pretend to be the front desk.

The dwarf frowned and scratched his rosacea.

What do you want to do with this thing?

To be honest, I have been bullied recently by a **** with a bow and a crossbow.

The witcher spread his hands.

"I have a sigil that can cause impact, so I want to add such a pipe to the arm armor and prepare some projectiles. With my sigil control, it is feasible to completely control the impact behind the pipe. At this time, the projectile The destructive power is no worse than that of a crossbow."

Fergus nodded and pondered: "The idea is very strange, but fortunately I can understand it. But the key thing I want to ask is the circles of lines inside. Are you kidding about your accuracy requirements?"

"If you can't do it, just make a few simple ones. The left and right are just a matter of effective shooting distance. In any case, it can hit farther than a pure magic seal."

Then there is still work to do, but dont be happy, the master is not here. If your arm armor needs to be greatly modified, the master must come, and Yuna cant do it.

Thats it. Lan En clicked his tongue in disappointment. "Then it seems I won't be able to use it this time."

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