Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1420 1392. Giancardi Bank
During this time, Yennefer taught Ciri the basics of magic, or rather, she showed her sorceress side to the girl.

There is no doubt that Ciri's identity as the [Source of Magic] also destined her to be an outstanding sorceress.

So you could almost say that Yennefer is showing Ciri what she could become in the future.

Yennefer has a very strong personality, even arbitrary.

But although Ciri was rebellious and unwilling to accept, she was surprisingly not annoying.

Maybe it's because she is gradually realizing that she might become "so cool" in the future.

Just as Yennefer said, learning magic is a large systematic project, and she cannot teach it well or comprehensively by herself.

But at least she taught Ciri what kind of people the sorceress she might become in the future is like.

Be strong, independent, and face most of the rules in the world with contempt, and also learn to respect the powerful.

Precisely because sorceresses are a group of strong women, they know better how to behave when facing stronger forces.

After graduation, apprentices of Aretuza need to find a mentor for an internship lasting several years.

During this process, if the mentor you find is gentle and easy to deal with, it means that he or she has good character.

And if your tutor treats you like a servant, then there is nothing to worry about.

It's normal because no one will pay attention to you even if you make a fuss.

If one could use various means to overthrow the 'evil mentor', or force him to reach an equal cooperation, that would be news worth talking about in the warlock circle.

The warlocks' beautiful clothes and self-righteous and polite appearance are just the shell of their group.

The Association of Talents and Skills and the Supreme Council of Warlocks appear to be fair and just organizational structures.

But in the final analysis - when this organization was founded, wasn't it also based on the blood of its opponents that made it completely stable?
No one knows the meaning of "power" better than them.

So under Yennefer's orders, although Ciri was a little rebellious and disobedient, she still did everything.

"Okay, stop, we're here."

"Is this the academy you mentioned?" Ciri looked up at the majestic front of the building and muttered, "It doesn't look that big."

"Stop talking and get off your horse. This is not a college, this is a bank."

"Then why are we here at the bank?"

"Think for yourself. Come down, and don't step in the puddles! Look at me, Ciri. Put your hat on, your collar on, and your back straight. Yes, it's time for you to learn some manners."

Yennefer commanded the girl, while the girl herself sighed.

All the people coming out of the majestic gate were dwarves. They rushed to bow and serve the sorceress and her "little follower".

Yennefer walked into the bank without any surprise, but Ciri was a little surprised.

It's not like she had never seen dwarves before, but she had never seen the kind of people like the ones in the Giancardi Bank. They were dressed in uniform, had neat beards, and were very respectful, which was very different from the "very unique" dwarves she had seen before.

The effect of Yennefer's magic cream had not yet worn off, and the moment she walked in, her devilish beauty had already caused a commotion.

Another group of dwarves rushed over, wanting to serve her.

There was chaos in the bank.

But Ciri and the sorceress discovered at the same time that this place was not peaceful long before they came in.

The height of the humans allowed them, at least Yennefer, to see other places over the heads of the dwarves who squeezed over.

The entire Giancardi bank lobby was now filled with two groups of people, and the group of people attracted by her sorceress's beauty was not even that large.

Amidst the most intense and noisy crowd of dwarves, stood a very tall figure.

His sturdy body has already surpassed the size of a normal human. Even if he wraps himself in a wide cloak, he can still highlight the perfect body proportions under the cloak.

Not to mention the face that was directly exposed, under the molten silver hair, which was even more devilish than the sorceress's beautiful face.

Yennefer raised her brows.

There was only one dwarf with a bright red beard in the group of dwarves. He was pulling the other dwarves and shaking his head and sighing as he pulled the tall figure towards the reception room behind the bank.

"Get out of the way! What does this have to do with you? This is an internal conversation between our Valyrian Chamber of Commerce!"

The red-bearded dwarf had a loud voice, but he didn't look very angry.

Lan En didn't dare move too fast among a group of dwarf bank employees, for fear of accidentally bumping into someone.

But when he turned around, the young demon hunter's eyes lit up.

He also saw Yennefer who was surrounded.

The sorceress smiled at him first, and Lan nodded in response.

The noise in the bank hall died down only when a fat dwarf with a white beard and luxurious clothes appeared.

"My dear Yennefer!" He went straight to the sorceress as soon as he came out. He turned his head halfway and saw that Lan En was also surrounded by a group of dwarves. He hurriedly added a sentence, stammering, "Oh! And, and the respected Duke!"

“I am really surprised and honored today!”

"Don't just stand there like idiots! Go back to your work and settle your accounts! And don't hang around the Duke! It's not time for you to make a name for yourself yet!"

As always, the dwarf had a loud voice and a thick gold necklace hung around his muscular neck. The necklace hung down even longer than his white beard and was almost hanging on his belt.

However, the footsteps that had just headed straight for the sorceress were now somewhat hesitant, with an unexpectedly polite smile on his face. "Yennefer, you must have something to talk to me about. Let's go to my office to talk. As for Duke Lann."

As he said this, he winked at the red-bearded dwarf beside the witcher.

"How about the First Parlor? Sillerton, the First Parlor can be fully booked with the Valyria Chamber of Commerce today."

Xileton Giancadi immediately realized that this sorceress probably had some personal relationship with the bank.

"No problem, Uncle Morna. Let's go, Lan."

Xi Leton said as he led the way forward. He knew that his friend and boss didn't care much about face, so he didn't think Lan En would be dissatisfied.

But the witcher did not keep up with the footsteps of Shiloton, who had already walked for a while. He tilted his head with interest and looked at the girl who was following Yennefer.

The teasing smile made the girl turn her head away and cover her face.

Yennefer was also looking at that smile, but she was greeting the old dwarf.

"It's so nice to see you, Yennefer. You look... oh, damn, breathtakingly beautiful!"

"You too, Morna. You are well maintained." Yennefer bent down and kissed the dwarf on the face, then said, "But I don't think it's necessary to go to so much trouble."

"what?"

Before Morna Giancardi understood what this meant, he saw the sorceress openly showing her beautiful smile to Lan En who was not far away.

"We are friends. Since we have met here, why would we deliberately keep our distance?"

It was then that Xileton realized that Lan En had not caught up with him. He turned his head back and looked at the witcher with a subtle expression of "I see".

When Lan looked down, he knew that the red-bearded dwarf was definitely thinking wrongly, but he just rolled his eyes and walked towards Yennefer.

"You saved my life on Mount Sodden." After Lan approached, Yennefer first touched her hair and then extended her hand. "But the timing is always not right, and I have never had the chance to thank you properly."

The aroma of cloves and gooseberries is very unique.

Lann reached out from under his cloak, revealing a corner of the majestic and powerful armor.

He looked at his gauntlet, but in the end did not take it off. Instead, he directly held Yennefer's hand.

"No need to thank me." Lan En nodded at her first, then turned around and looked at Ciri with a smile, "But it's been a long time since we last met."

He said this meaningfully.

"Ahaha! We're all friends!"

The old dwarf smiled, even though his rescue just now seemed a bit awkward.

But a banker is a banker after all, and he quickly got rid of his boredom and started chatting openly.

"Shillerton, is the Duke here for business? Or..."

"We don't really have anything to do, Uncle Morna." The red-bearded dwarf shrugged. "Lane came here just to talk about the operation of the Chamber of Commerce. Where is Ms. Yennefer? If you want to discuss business, we can wait."

"No," Yennefer shook her head. "I just want to hear the latest news. You bankers are always well-informed."

"In that case." The old dwarf with a white beard and a gold chain turned around and shouted, "Wei Fu! Bring me my bottle of Neufchatel red wine! Open it and send it to the office!"

As the old dwarf shouted, he moved and led everyone to his office.

The office was a little dim, but the temperature was just right, and the smell of ink and parchment, as well as the dust covering the oak furniture, fabrics, and old books, made people feel at peace.

Morna pulled out the armchair next to the desk for Yennefer, but he became worried when he saw the witcher standing in the office like a wall.

"No, don't worry about me, guys." Lan folded his arms casually, then leaned against the wall, looking very relaxed. "I didn't expect to find a chair suitable for me in the Giancardi Bank."

He even made a joke, which made the old dwarf, who had little contact with him, relax a lot.

Xileton was very skilled. He pulled out another armchair on his uncle's desk and gestured to Ciri.

But after Yennefer waved her hand and silently refused, he turned out a bench for the girl and sat down on the armchair himself.

"Lan En is a very good man, uncle. You don't have to worry about him."

The red-bearded dwarf said cheerfully.

Ciri moved the bench that Sheldon gave her, step by step, and finally sat down next to Lan's legs.

She lifted up the felt hat covering her hair, tilted her slightly dark and gray face up, and gave Lan En a somewhat silly smile.

Lan En was a little amused, and he had to chuckle to hold back his laughter.

Yennefer's beautiful and hot body was stretched out in the armchair.

She looked at the interaction between Lan and Ciri, her eyes full of unfathomable depth.

“Since we are all friends who can get together in the same room”

Morna sat at the other end of the table, his hands crossed. Although he was talking, he still looked at Yennefer with some uncertainty.

Only after Yennefer and Lan, who understood what he meant, looked at each other again and nodded to each other did the dwarf banker breathe a sigh of relief.

"Well, since you all think so, it seems that we can indeed talk to each other openly."

(End of this chapter)