Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 97 97. Gifts
The innkeeper turned and left as if he hadn't seen anything.

Gaunt O'Dim naturally sat beside Lan En, with an intimate attitude like an old friend for many years.

But it is a pity that the demon hunter's attitude has always been indifferent.

"Judging from the way you dress, I always thought you didn't have a lot of money."

Saying harsh words in a flat tone, Lan En's performance is enough to make any normal person angry.

But Gaunt O'Dim, no matter from a mentality or a more essential point of view, can't be called a normal person.

"These days are indeed difficult, but you are a big customer, Lan En. If you can negotiate a good deal with you, it will be worth whatever treasure I pay."

"Flattered, Glass Kid. Let me make sure, it's 'please'?"

After Lan En got the affirmative answer from the other party, he picked up the red wine on the plate, saluted the other party, and drank it with his head raised.

After finishing the drink, Lan En wiped his mouth and prepared to continue speaking.

It's unrealistic to want to get away at this moment, as long as the other party doesn't want to, then even if I turn into a dry bone, I don't want to escape from the other party, it's better to do what he wants.

"The words you said when you left before made me think that I would encounter trouble on the way to Vizima, but you just showed up now. In other words, what I will encounter next is the real thing that can make you Trouble signing with me?"

"If I say yes, will you back off?"

The creature with the human face showed an intriguing smile, and after Lan En showed an indifferent chuckle, the arc became wider and wider.

"It's just doing business with people like you that makes me feel that life is meaningful, Lan En. Those guys who seek the advantages and avoid the disadvantages, choose the best solution all the way, but fail in the end, make me so boring!"

"For your courage, I can let you ask a question."

Lane raised an eyebrow.

"Not a contract?"

"Not counting."

"whatever?"

"whatever."

Inside the hotel, the fire in the fireplace was flickering, and a creature capable of tampering with reality became Lan En's question-and-answer machine within the purview of "one question".

Power, money, power, lifespan... It seems that all desires can be refined into a question at this moment, and then input into this question answering machine, and then get the answer.

Half of Gaunt O'Dim's face was buried in the shadows, and the flickering firelight made it difficult to tell whether the smile on his face was a sinister one?still smiling?
"I originally wanted to ask you who was behind this slave trade incident. But after thinking about it, forget it."

Lan En propped his chin with his hands, tilted his head and looked at each other.

From the beginning to the end, those deep secrets never moved him.

Power and money are not as good as killing the mastermind behind the scenes, which can make him more happy.

"Oh? Why not?"

Gaunt O'Dim asked happily.

"Because I don't know how to ask this question. I don't know the structure of this criminal organization, so there is a high probability that my question cannot be aimed at someone."

"This is a complex and strict organizational chain. If my statement is not clear enough, then you can give me the names of a few buyers and the names of the thug leaders. They can all be regarded as members of this organization to a certain extent. Part of the 'behind the scene'. But you can turn around and turn around, just to be able to bypass the key person who builds the entire business relationship."

Lan En's tone was calm and flat, as if he had seen the hole the other party had made in his words.

"To ask the right questions, I need to know the right information, but if I already have enough information, why should I take the risk of asking you?"

"Excellent logical analysis."

The self-proclaimed "businessman" clapped.

"Then are you going to give up this opportunity?"

"No, what I want to ask is—what the hell are you?"

The moment Lan En asked this sentence, everything except him and Gaunt O'Dim stopped.

Everyone in the hotel maintained the movements of the last second, the apples falling from the dinner plate stagnated in the air, the flames of the fireplace, and the shadows created by the flames were all frozen into the appearance of claws and teeth.

Even Lan En, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, couldn't help but lean back at this time, with horrified eyes.

The poorly dressed bald businessman just looked at Lan En and was silent for two seconds.

Although it was only two seconds, in the frozen time, Lan En felt that his sense of time was completely confused.

"No, you don't want to know."

The other party shook his head slightly.

While looking at each other, Lan En felt that for a moment, he saw the other person's eyeballs turned into a rich pure black.

"I'll spare you this time, Lane. You're not qualified to explore the inside of 'something' like me, at least not yet."

"I'll answer your last question, and as you expected, I'll give you the name of a thug leader. Ubank, the leader of the cannibal camp, a Skellige. Leads dozens of men in Velen The land plunders young children, contacts ships, and makes connections, how can it be worthy of the title of 'behind the scenes'."

"I should go too, I left a gift in your room."

With that said, he stood up.Whistling in the frozen time, walked to the door and left.

"I have a hunch that the time for us to sign the contract will not be too far away."

With a "snap", the apple fell to the ground and shattered, and the noise in the restaurant sounded again.

Lane sat on the chair blankly.

After a long time, the shoulders suddenly loosened.

"My god, stop?!"

Shaking his head helplessly, he walked back to the room with the plate in his hand.

Feeling that I am being targeted by this kind of "thing", it is getting more and more sad.

When she came to the room, Aliya was slumped on the bed with no energy.

The job assigned to her today is really not light, and Stark, who loves to jump, is completely wilted at the moment.

Lan En put the dinner plate on the table and looked around with a pair of cat eyes.

"Alia, has anyone delivered anything?"

The little girl was struggling to get up.

"Send something? Oh! Yes, just after dark, a handyman from an inn brought over a book. Didn't you buy that?"

"Hurry up and eat, where is the book? Show me."

Arya began to gobble it up, and Lane followed her fingers.

Found the target under a pile of clothes.

"The Rules of Business, and How to Use the Rules?"

An ordinary hardcover tome, the author has a lengthy name, and the honor attached is "tenured professor of business department of Oxenfort University".

Is this the gift of Gaunt O'Dim?A book about business knowledge?
After frowning for a moment, Lan En put the book casually on the table and didn't move it anymore.

"Aaliyah, pack up after eating, we have to change places."

Lan En knew that he didn't have the broad vision of the other party, so the best way was to stay away.

Although the little girl didn't understand why, but because she recognized her status as a servant, she hurriedly gagged two more mouthfuls, and was about to get up to pack her things.

And at this moment, Lan En, who had already started to gather his clothes, suddenly stopped what he was doing.

The cat's eyes narrowed slightly, looking in the direction of the door.

Just in time, there was a knock on the door.

Lan En pulled up his hood to cover his face, ready to ask who was outside the door.

But before he could open his mouth, there was a "boom!"
The wooden door was directly blasted open!

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