Chapter 112: 111 Vizima Second Round Tour

Chapter 112: 111 Vizima Second Round Tour

Chapter 112 111. Vizima Second Round Tour

Lane entered Vizima for the second time.

This time he did not wear a hood or cloak, but just put on a blouse to cover his obviously expensive armor.

According to the itinerary given by the bartender, Lan appeared at the port of Vizima again near night after eating at noon.

The brilliant silver hair was dusted by Lan En and became dim.

His eyes remain slightly narrowed. As long as you are not looking at him face to face, those amber cat eyes are not very eye-catching.

When approaching the port gate guard, Lan En followed the crowd and leaned to one side of the gate to ensure that there was only one guard who would come into direct contact with him.

But even so, when approaching the gate, Lan En could clearly feel that the guard who was about to collect the money from him flashed a look of "finding the target and forcibly calming down".

As expected, all the entrances to the city have been taken care of.

Lan En knew it well.

Although he has almost never shown his face in Vizima City, it is indeed not difficult for a person with this level of power to find out.

But the strength of Earl Stysa was to be expected.

Mentos, the auxiliary function of the sigil is turned on.

As you command, sir.

The frequency of the witcher's footsteps is gentle and steady.

The firewall built by Mentos to deal with the [memory backlash] phenomenon was announced to have passed the practical test before today.

Hence, a large amount of computing power is freed from the project.

[Dynamic Seal Auxiliary Function] has been re-launched.

Under the blouse, the demon hunter's left hand outlines a white shimmering seal.

When Lan approached the guard soldier, the soldier was trying to make his expression normal so that the target would not be alert.

But the moment the target approached him, he suddenly felt that the buckle of his boots was a little crooked. It was too crooked, uncomfortable and unsightly.

So he simply threw away all other thoughts, squatted down and began to arrange the buckles of his boots.

Its not right to dunk it again! This is not right either! Button it again!

Until Lan threw down a city tax and walked through the gate.

This guard soldier was persistently wrestling with the buckles of his boots.

Completely forgetting that just a moment ago, he was counting on getting a huge extra income by reporting Lan En's news.

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Unlike ancient cities in the home world, Vizima has no curfew.

Because there is no need for security forces to drive away civilians who take to the streets at night.

Ghouls running out of the cemetery and water ghosts coming up from the city sewers at night. Citizens who are responsible for this do not dare to go out under such circumstances.

Monsters are much easier to use than vigilantes.

On Lan Ens way, the doors of the residents were closed one by one.

He walked straight to the trading area on the streets where the crowds were gradually thinning.

Darkness became his protective color.

The [Cat] potion he drank in advance allowed him to even use his photosensitive vision to detect the firelight held by patrolling soldiers two streets away.

The trade area has a much richer nightlife due to its good economic conditions.

Lan En passed by drunken businessmen, passed by women wearing low-cut bras and stockings, and passed by the hotel where he once lived but which was now blocked.

Finally, when darkness completely enveloped Vizima, he arrived next to the largest private building in the entire trading area.

This manor built in the city.

Estate of Princelav Stesa.

In the light-sensitive vision given by [Cat], the manor was illuminated white by the abundant firelight.

Just the cost of lighting this manor for one night is estimated to cost dozens of orens.

The witcher's ears trembled slightly, and the sound of layers of footsteps could be heard from near to far in the manor.

The steps are solid and powerful, accompanied by the sound of armor plates clashing and rubbing against each other.

There are people patrolling around the outer walls of the manor, and even the patrol routes inside the manor are criss-crossed.

But facing Lan Ens ears and photosensitive vision that can sense the intensity of light.

The patrolling soldiers who cannot do without torches and armor appear to be very "conspicuous".

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The witcher twisted his neck, wrists and ankles, and got ready for exercise with a calm expression.

The next moment, there was a sound of "!"

The boots made a sharp sound as they scraped against the cobblestones.

A humanoid creature weighing nearly two hundred kilograms, like a charging tiger!

Leaving shallow footprints on the outer wall of the manor, he climbed over the wall that was as high as two people.

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