Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 980 Chapter 962. Bankruptcy! ?
Siledon lowered his head and walked into the guest room again in a low voice.

"Look." Taller admired as he wiped the beer foam from his lips. "This is what we call a lesson learned."

As he said that, the intelligence chief put the silver fork that Silden had just walked away from, and then turned back and slapped it hard on the table, back on the dinner plate.

Taller raised his glass towards Lan En.

"Here's to the dwarf who was tricked."

"Respect." The demon hunter looked away from Siloden's door and raised his glass to touch it. "This friend was cheated but remained loyal."

"Huh~" exhaling a breath of cold air, Lan En shook his head helplessly.

"It seems you don't blame him."

"Blame him? What's the blame?" the demon hunter asked Taller strangely.

"Investment is risky, and you have to admit that you lose money when you enter the market. Apart from Silerton's strategy being a bit radical, he didn't do any tricks in the books. The failure of the investment was because we were deceived, and it wasn't him who deceived me."

“I’m happy with maintaining the status quo.”

If there is really a gap of hundreds of thousands of orens, then that's another story. But according to what Sileton said just now, the gap in the broken capital chain is only 32,000.

Many times there is no need to speak clearly.

For an individual who once showed dominant intimidation on the battlefield, Lan En never had to worry about what he would do if he ran out of money.

I'm just a little surprised that this happened to me.

This is equivalent to more than a hundred complete sets of knight plate armor. Counting war horses and horse armor, it is equivalent to the entire equipment of more than fifty knights.

"Of course, what the hell can I say?"

"Forgive me, Taller."

With Lan En's current network of connections, it would not be difficult to come up with the money.

In comparison, it was Sillerton's resignation that caused Lan En more headache.

He even felt that this matter itself was not as uncomfortable as Sillerton's refusal to continue to manage his personal assets.

But then again, for Lan En, the problem that Siledon is struggling with now just makes him feel a little 'a little annoyed'.

Taller nodded immediately and put his hand into his collar to scratch his neck, looking relaxed and natural.

This model, which reduces the involvement of interests and leaves only pure relationships, may be wiser in Thaler's view.

The witcher smiled at the intelligence chief.

"Do you still remember the promise Foltest made to you? In order to investigate you and send spies here, other countries gave Temeria a lot of preferential tariff policies. You will have a share of the profits, as long as you ask."

Although it is expensive, it should be worth every penny.

But thinking about it, the matter is not urgent yet.

Therefore, Lan En did not feel at a loss when faced with the situation where Silerton made a mistake in operating his personal fund and the capital chain was broken.

And if this world is really so ridiculous that no one will come to send "warmth" to the "poor" Lan En.

Although thirty-two thousand orens is a lot even for a noble with an independent castle.

Since the other party doesn't need it, just keep your distance as usual.

"If you need help." Before Lan En said a word, Taler on the opposite side started speaking naturally.

Who will be allowed to manage this business and industry?
Lan En thought for a while and confirmed that there seemed to be no such person with outstanding business acumen in his social circle.

Taller had drifted to the side, and his eyes that were observing another tavern customer immediately turned back to Lan En.

"You are collecting intelligence openly here, while I am doing my own thing."

This is only the bulk of what he originally planned to spend this time, leaving only scattered potion replenishment, alchemy bomb preparation, and his biochemical experiments.
I originally thought that after returning, these things would naturally go smoothly. However, the sudden changes in the financial market still taught the Witcher a good lesson.

After all, the alchemy leather bag he currently has on his waist doesn't seem to have enough space.

Faced with Taller's speech on behalf of Foltest, Lan also picked up a piece of ham with a silver fork and put it into his mouth while talking.

Then the person who is most panicked at that time will definitely not be Lan En himself.

"Although I am on the verge of bankruptcy. Tsk, this is really the first time I have encountered this. But I don't want to get involved with the royal family or nobles just because of this financial problem."

Although it was later discovered that it was a good thing, and the remains of the Spiral Sword gave the giant sword [Remaining Fire], but who knows if something good will happen next time?
Bad things are always more likely to happen than good things.

In addition, this time [Turbid Current·Destruction] directly 'ate' the remains of the spiral sword he threw inside.

When countless wealthy businessmen and nobles heard the news, their first reaction would be: Can it be my turn to send money?

Lan En placed the cup in his hand on the table, making a soft sound like wooden blocks clinking against each other.

The intelligence chief said this carelessly, as if he was not talking about hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of gold coins, but just a plate of cheese slices on the table.

"I just feel it's a bit troublesome. I originally wanted to make a big purchase."

Otherwise, if other countries knew that Lan En was receiving financial support from Temeria, it would be hard to say how the situation would evolve.

How can there be any sure profit without loss?

After all, even if this money is injected into the capital flow, the fund framework that Sillerton has set up will start to operate.

The demon hunter thought that he should also prepare a space backpack for Velvet Ball when he came back this time.

It may appear calm on the outside, but behind the scenes, a lot of blood may be shed.

Seeing that the smart man opposite understood what he meant, Lan En smiled relaxedly.

"Have you found out who tricked Siledon? This method seems to be very skillful."

The demon hunter and the intelligence chief resumed their chatting rhythm. "Don't pretend to me, you guys will definitely check it out."

If an ordinary businessman is cheated by competitors or fraud gangs in market activities, basically no one will care about the cause and effect.

Everyone is very busy, and the market is changing rapidly. Isn’t it normal for some people to become rich and others to jump into the river?

But Sillerton's situation is different this time, because the personal fund he manages and runs belongs to a special person.

Anyone who knows this news cannot fail to investigate.

In front of Lan En's smile, Taller raised his hands as if surrendering.

"Okay, okay." He said helplessly, swearing along the way. "Yeah, who can fucking sit still knowing this news?"

"We did check it, but how do we say it?"

"Not ideal?"

"Yes, it's not ideal at all."

Taller tilted his head and spat on the floor next to him.

"At the end of our investigation, we found out that this is a group of financial fraudsters. Do you understand? They are just five or six brokers who pretend to be fake, and then they still have powerful market information in their hands."

"They presented the information and development status of the selected companies to Siledon in a roundabout way. Of course, for the sake of credibility, the news was half good and half bad, but the bad part was probably irrelevant, and the good part was probably important. "

"Then our loyal dwarf friends fell into the trap."

"Use a few companies that are developing really well to arouse interest, and finally take away the biggest sum. This is not even a scam, but making money based on information differences."

Lan En calmly listened to the process of his money being stolen, and even found it a bit interesting.

"That's it? This group of scammers and brokers with the most sensitive sense of smell just focused on a fund that is obviously not right?"

"So far, we have only found this step. Finance, equity, company ownership. These things are very complicated."

Taller said helplessly.

"Just like the group of brokers I'm telling you about now, I only know of their existence, but I don't know their specific identities and looks. I guess Siledon didn't even notice their existence."

The intelligence chief took another sip of Redanian beer and sighed.

"Playing in finance is called stabbing behind the scenes, without even showing your face."

"Aretusa is also looking into the matter of your personal fund. If you still have doubts, you can ask your people there after you return to Gos Velen."

Taller was outspoken and even suggested that Lan go to Aretuza Academy for an intelligence reconciliation.

"I will, thank you." Lan En nodded. "By the way, there's something else I forgot to ask."

"what?"

"How come Siledon is in the Dark Water?" Lan En expressed his confusion. "Why did he come to this village? Just waiting for me?"

"Probably so." Taller replied nonchalantly. "He is here to hold a meeting with the local blacksmiths' guild in Vizima this time. It is about Valyrian steel business."

"I came here three days ago and opened a guest room here."

Three days ago.
Lan En thought calmly.

It should be that Margarita observed the tidal changes in the magic power of Chaos, and then told Siloden that she was coming back soon.

So the red-bearded dwarf could wait for him exactly here.

Since studying the information about the convergence of the celestial spheres through the elf beacon, both Margarita and Tisaya seem to have learned something.

After taking the last sip to drain away the remaining Nilfgaardian lemonade in the glass, Lan put the glass on the table and stood up.

"Do you want me to please?"

Taller called out with a teasing voice.

And Lan En didn't show any pretense, waving his hand without looking back as he walked out.

"Then thank you for your generosity in helping a poor and poor bankrupt demon hunter."

"Willing to serve you."

Taller, with his funny voice and strange aura, was finally left behind by Lan En.

The demon hunter who walked out of the tavern came to the village and found Fluffy Ball and Qilin who were having fun in the wild.

The calico kitten was holding a large package and standing on Qilin's back. Its horse-like body structure prevented Qilin from eating the green flowers and grass that popped out of the package.

The unicorn jumped up and down, but the flannel ball relied on the [Light Body Technique] given to it by Lan En to stand firmly on the unicorn's back as if it was stained with glue.

"The boss is back, meow!"

The velvet ball jumped down with a big package in his hands and walked towards Lan En in a blink of an eye.

Qilin stretched his neck, trying to put his head into the package from above.

But before it could succeed, Lan En grabbed the pale horn on Qilin's head that looked like a crystal cone.

Lift Qilin's head and speak to it seriously.

"I'm broke, Qilin."

Gu Long was full of questions.

"Xi, Xilulu?"

(End of this chapter)