Chapter 993: 975 departure

Chapter 993 975. Departure

The extremely difficult love affair between Geralt and Yennefer, in Lann's opinion, is that Geralt feels that as a despicable and deformed 'mutant', he is not worthy of his high social status and luxurious wealth. Sorceress.

Geralt's most profitable commission so far is to help Foltest remove the vampire bird curse from his daughter, Princess Yada.

Afterwards, Geralt exchanged the reward for a small bag of gems, and wanted to give the gems to Yennefer.

But according to Lan En’s estimation, the bag of gems was only Yennefer’s monthly income.

After all, the cool sorceress who loves black and white clothes runs a popular magic cosmetics store in Aedirn.

Ladies rush to buy magic creams, hoping that with the help of magic, they can regain their charm and let their husbands return to their big beds at home from their lovers.

Moreover, it is said to be a magic cosmetics store, but it actually also deals in abortion and assisted pregnancy.

The former allows ladies to play with their lovers without any worries, while the latter helps nobles continue their bloodline and power.

Just by listening to these business projects, one can imagine how profitable Yennefer’s store is.

There is a huge difference from the witchers who earn little money by fighting monsters to death in villages, urban slums, and garbage dumps.

At first glance, it looks like the style of a witcher from the Wolf School.

A wide leather belt slung across the chest provides a large number of hanging points for potion bottles and alchemy bombs, making them suitable for easy access.

The dark sea surface once again stirred up a white wave, quickly approaching the shore.

A complete set of Wolf School armor blueprints collected from around Kaer Morhen were reproduced in Berengar's hands.

At the coast, the ancient trees in the land of Velen also began to sway under the dim sky, and the green branches and leaves turned into black shadows, like ghosts with teeth and claws.

Velan is never affectionate, it is a muddy, predatory swamp.

Geralt had just suppressed Lan En with his mouth, and he was in a good mood. So he responded with that hoarse voice.

That fish-scale cloud began to descend and spread.

Did not wait too long, the waves rippled under the increasingly turbulent sea wind, and the originally sunny sky began to become gloomy.

The leather armor on the upper body is made into a jacket style, and the lower body is in the style of breeches. Knees, elbows, gloves, and boots are protected with steel.

Lan Enpi responded with a smile, and this expression made Geralt even happier.

“Haha~che.”

Lan En had teased him about this "awkwardness" before, but now it was the Wolf School's "revenge".

After leaving Gos Velen as a commercial center, this ancient and gloomy land finally revealed its true appearance.

Qilin is wearing a full set of magic horse gear and has a wrapped flannel ball on his back.

It was a set of middle-weight armor, with the inner layer made of fine chain mail and the outer layer made of cooked leather covered with cotton armor.

Geralt's sensitive heart has always made him feel awkward about this.

The kitten warmly greeted the witcher who had hunted monsters alongside him on the back of the unicorn that had just stopped.

“Hello, Geralt!”

There may be large areas of bright, beautiful flowers and green grass growing on this swamp, but its cruel nature is just like every ghoul that emerges from the mud.

Geralt's equipment at this time has been updated with his work in Arethusa.

“Hello to you, flannel ball. I’m glad to see you safe and well.”

Lan En nodded to him under his hood and said nothing more.

In fact, Lan En was not worried that the blocking dagger would not reach Ciri's hands due to some accident.

After all, he had already seen the adult Ciri with this thing on his waist.

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The roads in Willen were as muddy and rugged as ever. Even on rainy days, it was difficult to distinguish between the fields and the roads.

On both sides of the road, from time to time you can still see broken and decayed wooden carriages, small carts, and tarpaulin carriages without the bones of horses.

Happily thankfully, there are no human bones or traces next to these traces.

Lane and Geralt can only hope that the owners of these frame wreckage are indeed sober enough to make a wise choice between the value of the goods and their own lives.

The rain stopped for a while, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the heavy dark clouds in the sky.

Fortunately, as witchers, Lann and Geralt are accustomed to the humid climate of this land.

As residents of the New World, Velvet Ball and Qilin are very tolerant to the natural environment.

“Wait, this doesn’t seem to be the way to Novigrad.”

After walking on Willen's road for a while, Geralt realized that the direction was not quite right.

The road condition in Wellen is very poor, and there are swamps hidden under the grass that looks walkable from time to time, so detours and circles are normal.

“Yes.” Lan En held the brim of his hat in the drizzle and turned back to answer.

“Brother, I’m almost bankrupt, why don’t you let me find the funds to save my assets first? It won’t take long for the capital chain to break.”

“Looking for funds?”

Geralt was stunned.

 Lan En’s current situation is actually very optimistic from a financial perspective. He is surrounded by people who can spare a lot of cash and give it to him.

 Aretusa and Siledon's hometown bank, even if they opened an opening for Berengar, 32,000 Oren would come out just by asking.

The Valyrian Steel business is really very profitable.

But if Lan doesn’t want to speak to others in this situation, Geralt doesn’t really want to have the remaining options.

“You mean you still have spare funds? Are you kidding me?!”

Geralt exclaimed in disbelief. Lan En's previous property was already something that all witchers couldn't believe. But this guy actually still has a spare fund?

Since Lan En is not going to talk to others, it means that what he is looking for this time is his money.

The young witcher shrugged.

“It’s my fault that I didn’t tell you everything beforehand. Your schedule shouldn’t be urgent, right?”

“It’s not urgent, but it’s not urgent.” Geralt shook his head under the hood, as if he couldn’t figure out how a demon hunter like Lan En could appear.

“Tell me where you are going first?”

"In the south of Velen." Lan En sat on Qilin's back, his arms under the cloak raised, pointing in the opposite direction to Novigrad.

“There is a castle there. Although the main structure of the castle is still there, the construction time is estimated to date back to the Dagger War in the 11th century. It is an old house.”

“An old castle?” Geralt was still confused. “What does that have to do with you? Did you bury a box of Oren coins there?”

“Tsk, Geralt, Geralt.”

Under the hood, Lan En repeated his friend's name in a tone of emotion or sarcasm.