Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 124 123. Stay away from Vizima

"Have something to drink, Roche! My throat is going to smoke."

Foltest yelled without looking back.

Behind him, a man who looked to be in his 30s or [-]s walked towards the bar of the tavern naturally.

A moment later, two glasses of Kaedwen stout were placed in front of Foltest and Lane.

This man always had his jaw straight, his eyes squinted, and he wore a tattered cloth hat on his head, which made him look ugly.

But the biggest difference between him and others is that when he was close to Lan En, he didn't show abnormal emotions.

Whether it's due to his excellent emotional control, or because he has a big heart that doesn't take anything seriously.

These are all good qualities.

Not everyone can face a creature that has slaughtered more than 200 elite fighters alone without trembling.

After delivering the drinks, Roche returned to his original position on his own.

"He's a great warrior, isn't he?"

Foltest took a sip and smiled lightly at Lan En, pointing at Roche behind him.

"The son of a whore, who rolled and died in a stinking ditch, and then I dug, and grew up to this point. Because of this, I cremated my cousin's body on the spot. He didn't deserve to die under the watchful eyes of Meritelli."

Lane nodded slightly.

A king who can excavate and cultivate young people with tragic backgrounds must have a pair of eyes that care about the bottom in addition to the eyesight to know people.

The attitude of such a person in the face of the slave trade case is self-evident.

"Have you settled those children?"

Lan En cared more about the living than a lump of flesh that had lost its life.

Foltest dealt with the matter immediately after burning his cousin's body.

"They will be cared for and then contacted with their families and returned home."

"I guess, you don't just return them to the family? They're a powerful weapon against Stesa's reputation."

"Of course they will be needed to deal with the legacy of Stessa, but at the same time, the more famous they are, the safer they will be. It's a win-win."

Unspoken, the two people on both sides of the dinner table clinked glasses with each other.

"Now, let's talk about you."

Putting down his wine glass, Foltest snapped his fingers behind him.

It was still a man named Roche, who was walking towards the dining table with a bag of packages that looked heavy in his hand.

"Five thousand oren, and the plate armor parts you dismantled in Vizima and the good horse, to repay you for breaking a slave trade chain. Although personally, I would like to reward you for smashing Smashed my cousin's head, but it's a pity considering that it would stimulate the remnants of his power too hard."

Aliya on the edge of the table quickly picked up the package in Roche's hands.

It was heavy, but Aaliyah was happy.

That was the weight that made the blood of running wolf couldn't help but smile.

"It's already a lot. I heard that when Her Royal Highness was lifted from the curse, she only offered a reward of three thousand Oren."

Lane nodded and said.

The impulse to do good deeds comes from the inner morality, but wouldn't it be better if you could get satisfactory rewards after doing good deeds?

Watching Lan En accept the money, Foltest nodded.

"You asked the children, and you didn't ask Merigold?"

"She is a royal adviser who defended the interests of the royal family during the incident. I don't need to worry about her."

Lan En's noncommittal made the other party shake his head involuntarily.

"I'm not talking about safety. You haven't seen her high-spirited appearance today."

Foltest chuckled lightly.

"This is probably the closest she has come to the concept of 'power'. The polite dignitaries on weekdays pressed her for the details of last night, and insinuated the topic to her friend with great powers, who is yours. body. Before today, she didn't even know that those dignitaries possessed such enormous energy."

"These energies would not be revealed in front of a female sorceress at all, but now, because of your existence, they not only showed these complex fields to my advisors generously, but even wished that Merigold would run into her sphere of power to gain Just because she has a friend like you, everything she sees is kinder."

"Wealth is the elixir of aphrodisiac, Lane. I can assure you that if you appear in front of Merigold now, you two will not get out of bed for a week."

Lan En sipped his glass.

Oh shit!The feudal king has a lot of knowledge!
Can this thing be done continuously for a week? !
Are sorceresses monsters? !

Originally, Lan En, who looked like a little boy, now had a little redness at the tips of his ears.

But Foltest's tone became serious after he finished telling the pornographic joke.

"Your appearance, a warrior who can forcibly kill the top power holder of a kingdom in the top manor with the top guards, will have an unimaginable impact on the upper echelons of Temeria, Lane."

"Do you know what they call you?"

With Foltest's serious tone, Lan En's relaxed expression also calmed down.

"They call you [Lord Hunter]."

The king's voice was low, as if describing a character from a distant story.

But the little girl sitting next to the king couldn't help but let out a "wow".

Several people present turned their heads to stare at her, making Aliya quickly cover her mouth.

"[The Earl Hunter]." Lan En curled his lips, "This name is too much of a knight novel."

Lan En's disgust did not change the king's attitude.

"The style of the name is not important, what matters is their attitude towards you."

"Some are afraid that you don't care about killing the powerful, and some think that you can use your hands to eradicate the enemy. A means that breaks the rules of the game. It is not surprising how it was contested and used in the early days of its appearance. But as a king, I cannot let The situation continued to deteriorate.”

Lan En could imagine the attitude of the big shots in Vizima towards him.

Fear and panic certainly exist, but what are these things compared to the benefits they can bring?
There will always be people who want to use you. After all, although you are strong, you can't know everything, right?
Concoct some crimes that both people and gods hate for their opponents, and then leak them to the market.Can I still investigate everything in detail?

And a fighter who is so powerful beyond common sense, while bringing deterrence, will inevitably bring a bloody atmosphere.

The functioning of society needs the deterrence of blood, but there can't be too much blood.

That's what Foltest couldn't accept.

Lane nodded in understanding.

"I solved the trouble for you, and you paid me. Let me think that our relationship is... okay?"

The witcher looked at the king questioningly.

Foltest nodded frankly.

"Mutual benefit, we can be said to be friends, Lane. Everyone wants to be friends with a hero who saves slaves, especially when the hero is like the one who walked out of the story."

"I'll just take you as a compliment. So what can I do to end the chaos?"

"It's very simple." Foltest pointed in the direction of Vizima.

"I hope you don't appear in Vizima again. If you need my help, you can convey it through Merigold, but you really don't want to appear in Vizima."

Vizima is the political center of Temeria, and dignitaries who are far away from the political center are equivalent to cutting themselves off from power.

Those who would like to take advantage of Lane and their enemies mostly congregate in this city.

As long as Lan En stays away from this city, the trouble will be reduced by [-]% immediately.

"No problem, anyway, Vizima doesn't seem like a suitable place for a witcher to make a living. It is estimated that such a big job as a princess being cursed will only happen once in a few hundred years."

Lan En agreed without hesitation.

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