Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 84 84. First-class businessman
As if returning to his own home, Gaunt Odim entered the room very calmly, found a stool and sat down.

Lan En sat next to him.

"Let's talk about it first." The witcher pointed to the little girl behind him who was eating and eating, and raised his eyebrows at Gaunt Odim.

"Is it okay for her to eat like this?"

"Of course, of course. I will not be rough on a noble lady."

Sit with a "creature" that can modify reality, at least within a certain range, but talk about his attendant first without paying attention.

For some reason, Lan En's performance made the bald man Gaunt Odim happier.

"That's good." Lan En leaned forward, propped his elbows on his knees on the stool.

"Let the child eat by himself first, let's talk about it, why did you find me?"

Those cat eyes stared at each other's deep black eyes without any shyness.

After a moment of silence, Gaunt O'Dim still just smiled and said nothing.

But Lan En seemed to confirm something in this silence.

"Okay, then I understand."

The witcher gently tapped the tender new skin on his chest.

"You came for this? But why did you come after I put it on? I've been wandering the wilds of Velen with my gene-seed for at least a few months. There's no such thing as you 'can't find' Is that possible?"

"What? Could it be that taking this thing out of the slippery chest of a creature gives you more pleasure than taking it out of a bottle?"

As if he was not talking about a piece of flesh in his own body, Lan En asked the other party with great interest.

"No no no!"

Gaunt O'Dim hastily denied it, with a anxious look like a *pedophile trying to prove his innocence.

"You can't confuse me with those tasteless, bloody pleasure-seekers! I'm a serious business!"

"Besides, what's the point of a lump of sarcoid that's stuck in a bottle? It's got to be on somebody, it's got to move! It's got to be fun!"

Lane nodded in understanding.

"Business. Got it. It seems that you want to earn something from me."

"But still the same sentence, with your 'skill', why bother doing business?"

Even if it is to modify reality on a large scale, it is easy to be the king of the world, right?

The other party easily understood the implication of this sentence.

Gaunt O'Dim clapped his hands on the stool and bent over laughing.

"Gee, my man. You think I haven't done it? How many times do you think I've done it?"

"Boring! If you do this kind of thing too much, you will be bored!"

"So, even if I found out that you were carrying something extraordinary on your first day here, even if I found out that you are actually an extraordinary thing, I would never show up and intervene."

"I like to go with the flow now and wait for the 'inevitable' end. You don't know how much fun it is until you see the faces of those guys when they see me at the end."

"To put it simply." Lan En raised his eyebrows, "Do you like to play?"

"Otherwise?" the bald man asked with a smile and spread his hands.

"There are now three creatures from outside the world in this room, how interesting."

"But to be honest, are there still few alien creatures brought by the convergence of the celestial sphere? This is not surprising at all. Even rat-like things like water ghosts and evil ghosts are alien creatures."

"It's you, Lane, who's really interesting."

The witcher didn't speak, just looked at each other.

"Do you know?" Gaunt O'Dim asked suddenly. "Just now, if you hesitated for even half a second when you cut off the heart vessel, what would happen?"

"I'm not you, I don't know what hasn't happened yet."

Lane replied calmly.

"Haha, but that's the problem!" Gunter O'Dim repeated.

"This is where the problem lies!"

He stared at Lane the way a biology professor would look at a talking rock.

"You are not a creature like me, but you took the knife when you should have hesitated!"

The other party's fingers lightly touched the skin of Lan En's chest.

"I have to admit, this is a very delicate creation, but it shouldn't let you get out of my sight before it's connected to you!"

"Now, the first deal we were supposed to make together fell through before it opened."

Gaunt O'Dim, I don't know when he started, he carried a shoulder bag on his shoulder.

While regretting, he took out a roll of parchment from his satchel, and burned it spontaneously with a wave of his hand.

In the burning void, Lan En could vaguely see something clearly with his witcher's eyesight.

".Inexhaustible blood", "The recipient should perform"

I couldn't see the rest, but Lan was glad he couldn't.

Because just looking at the contract, he felt a chill spreading from the bottom of his heart.

"It seems that the contract has expired, and you don't want to interfere with my fate with your own strength. Then I don't know why you came here."

"Businessmen have to find customers for themselves all the time, and accumulate relationships, Lan En."

Gaunt O'Dim waved his hand indifferently.

"Let others owe debts of favor, and take them when they need them. This is my secret recipe for business, and it will never fail."

"But it doesn't seem to work today, Glass Boy."

Lan En retracted his forward leaning body, expressing his resistance to the other party.

"Compared to yours, my field of vision is still too narrow to see the consequences of that 'half second' that didn't happen. But as far as the conclusion is concerned."

The demon hunter nodded his chest expressionlessly, then pointed to the door.

"I don't owe you anything. With my will and determination, I didn't hesitate to cut my own blood vessels. Then, my operation was successful."

"A serious businessman shouldn't buy and sell by force, right?"

The meaning of seeing off guests is obvious.

And Gaunt O'Dim, as he said, seems to be more willing to bind his power to have fun.

He didn't say much, just spread his palms and walked out of the door, passing by Lan En's side.

Lan En kept his back to him motionless. At this moment, the tip of his nose was covered with white sweat because his body had been in a high-intensity combat state for too long.

"Oh, right."

When he was about to walk out of the room, the other party turned around with a relaxed smile and yelled at the witcher as if he had just remembered something.

"Dear Lan En, you should know what a first-class businessman is, right?"

The cat's eyes, which were facing away from Gaunt O'Dim, suddenly shrank.

The bald man seemed to have seen this scene from behind, and a kind and mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth at the same time.

"'A first-class businessman creates demand', tsk tsk tsk, whoever can say this kind of wisdom must be a pioneer in the industry!"

"Mount Vizima is high and far, my friend. But you never have to worry about it, because"

"I'm here—Gunte Odim, at your service at any time."

At the door, the bald man made a big bow.

Then the door closed automatically.

"My lord, I brought your dinner. My lord?"

Alicia's voice sounded in Lan En's ear, and the witcher turned his head calmly.

The bright dishes on the dinner plate that have been eaten and chewed suddenly look like new.

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