Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1423 1395. Small friction

"I have some expenses to take care of, Molnar."

The sorceress said lightly.

"But considering that if I use my account in Vivaldi Bank, I'm afraid someone will break their neck due to drunkenness, so..."

"Yennefer." The dwarf banker interrupted her immediately, "You can borrow as much money from me as you want. The inhumane genocide at Vengerberg has been in the past for a long time, and maybe even you have forgotten it."

"But I will never forget what you did in that massacre. No one in the Giancardi family forgets. You just need to tell me a number. Just a number."

Lan En opened his mouth to say something, but before he could open his mouth, Ciri underneath him had already grabbed the corners of his cloak and shook her head at him.

Ciri also knew that this demon hunter was a rich man but didn't care about money.

But the girl and the sorceress have been getting along for a long time, and she is very clear that this powerful sorceress may not accept the money given to her in the name of 'help'.

Yennefer might even find it a slight.

It's much better to get a loan from a bank, because Yennefer is not without money, but just doesn't want others to see the flow of funds in her account.

"Fifteen hundred Temerian Orens," the sorceress said decisively, "transfer to the branch of Zion Vanilli Bank in Elland, and the payee is Meriteri Temple."

"Leave it to me. This transfer is very smart. There is no tax on donations to the temple. What else?"

"How much tuition does Aretussa College charge each year now? I haven't taught graduates for a long time, and I haven't cared about this aspect."

Ciri listened.

But before Molnar could respond, Lan En, who was leaning against the wall, spoke methodically.

"The current tuition fee is calculated in kronor, which is one thousand and two hundred per year. If you include school and miscellaneous fees, you have to add another two hundred."

Yennefer turned from her armchair.

I have to say that the sorceress’ waist curve will look very eye-catching when she turns around.

She looked at the witcher with a surprised eyebrow, as if she didn't expect that he would be so aware of Aretuza's apprenticeship fees.

Lan En waved his hand: "Don't look at me like that. I have a good relationship with an apprentice in the college. She always complains to me. She usually has to work part-time as a hairdresser to earn some pocket money."

Yennefer uttered: "The price rise is really fierce now."

"Everything is increasing in price now, but fortunately the tuition fees allow the apprentices to live like queens." Molnar lamented, "Half the city depends on their consumption to support them. Those confectioners, tailors, shoemakers, Salesman."

"I know, Molnar. Although I took a loan to attend school, I have also enjoyed these benefits. Help me transfer two thousand kroner to the school account, anonymously, by the way."

Having said this, Yennefer paused for a moment, turned her head thoughtfully and saw the demon hunter who was looking at her with his hands spread out.

The sorceress smiled: "No, no need to postscript, Molnar. I have someone here who can talk to the dean directly behind closed doors."

The dwarf banker Quan thought he didn't understand, so he just took out a list and wrote and drew neatly on it with a quill pen.

"Okay, okay. Yennefer, that's it?"

"Give me another three hundred Novigrad crowns, in cash. I need at least three sets of dresses for the rally on Thaned Island."

Three hundred crowns for three sets of dresses. These dresses are already more expensive than the best armor.

Needless to say, the positioning of these skirts in the sorceress's mouth is not clothing, but luxury goods.

"What do you want cash for? I'll make you a money order for five hundred crowns. Imported clothing prices have been skyrocketing recently, and you don't wear wool or linen. If you need anything else, or if any of the prospective apprentices of Arethusa need anything else, Yes, my shop and warehouse are waiting for you.”

"Thank you. What percentage of interest rate would be appropriate?"

"Interest?" The dwarf raised his head, "Your interest has already been advanced to the Giancardi family, Yennefer. It's in Vengerberg. Don't mention it again."

"I don't like being in debt, Molnar."

"Me too. But I am a businessman, a businessman among dwarves. I know what obligation is and its value. So I repeat: Don't mention this again. I will definitely fulfill your request, including you. A request that hasn’t been made yet.”

Yennefer raised an eyebrow.

"A witcher I consider family," Giancardi smiled, "recently visited Dorian City. I heard that he owed a moneylender a hundred crowns. And that moneylender happened to be working for me. ."I will cancel his debt."

The sorceress turned cold and said: "Don't do unnecessary things, Molnar. I'm afraid he doesn't care about me for a long time. If he knew this, he might still hate me. After all, we all know how much he values ​​his self-esteem. ”

Lan En had a question mark on his face. He lowered his head and looked at Xili, silently gesturing: Are they having trouble again?

The girl also opened her mouth wide at the same time to highlight her mouth shape: I don’t know either! Anyway, enough!

The tangled relationship between Geralt and Yennefer has been a hot topic in their circle of friends for a long time.

Every time he poked a painful point, the white wolf would deflate for a while.

True love between a witcher and a sorceress, apart from physical lust, was a rare sight before Lann came along.

But even though Yennefer's face looked ugly, she still asked again: "When did he go to Dorian City?"

"Almost a month and a half. Then someone saw him in the small swamp. I heard that he went to Hillenton from there, and several farmers entrusted him with work. As usual, they asked him to kill some monster." Molnar seemed to He was very familiar with the situation where Ye Naifa asked questions even after speaking harshly. He spoke in an orderly manner.

"As usual, they'll pay him peanuts."

Yennefer's tone changed slightly, but it still contained that unique sarcasm.

"As usual, these are not enough for his medical bills. Business as usual. Molnar, if you really want to do something for me, try this: contact the farmer in Hillenton and increase the pay so that he can live. ”

"Is everything still the same?" Molnar slapped his forehead with a headache, "But what if he knows the truth one day?"

Yennefer looked around: "Then from whom will he learn the truth?"

Siloden, who had not interrupted just now, quickly lowered his head. The red-bearded dwarf sipped the red wine in a way he had never seen before, like a cat licking water.

However, Ciri looked bravely at Yennefer.

Lan En directly jumped in and said: "The news is behind, Molnar. Geralt already went to another place with me more than half a month ago."

"He doesn't have a big bag of peanuts in his bag, but he has a bag of turnips," Lan En complained first, then looked at Yennefer, "But there's no need to secretly take care of his business like this."

"If he is short of money now, he can find work in the college. We have cooperated many times before."

Obviously, the conflict between Yennefer and Geralt is still obvious. She doesn't even know how long the white wolf has been working here.

The sorceress had obviously thought of this, and her expression became even colder, making Ciri even lower her head in fear.

Lan En was used to the strong and independent character of this group of proud women with magical power.

So he nodded to Yennefer as if he didn't feel anything at all.

"He is also in the city now. Do you want to meet him? It's only a five-minute walk to the Yinlu Tavern. It's the largest and most luxurious hotel in the city."

When this topic was brought up, the eyes of the girl who bowed her head under the sorceress's anger shone with joy.

"No, I said it." Yennefer refused coldly, "We probably don't care about each other anymore, and I don't want to see him again."

Lan En seemed to not understand what this meant.

"Really? But it's really not that far. Just turn left and then right after going out, and then"

Lan En's description was brief but accurate. It was enough to draw a route map based on the description on the spot. It even explains which room Geralt is staying in the hotel.

The more Yennefer listened, the more she felt something was wrong and frowned.

At the same time, a gap was revealed behind Ciri's back, which was originally blocked by Lan En's tall and strong body, as the demon hunter moved.

The girl first calmly pressed the felt hat on her head to cover her mouse-grey hair, and then, amid Lan En's abnormal chatter, she bent over and scurried through the gap beside the witcher. go out!

The speed is so fast and the steps are nimble, just like a little mouse!

He stood up from the stool, slipped through the gap beside Lan En, opened the office door and ran out.

A series of actions done in one go!

Let alone a girl, even an adult man who is agile and agile cannot compare to her!

"How dare you!!"

The moment Yennefer suddenly stood up from Xili, her eyes widened and she roared!

Her voice was certainly soft compared to the warriors fighting on the battlefield, but Xili still subconsciously shrank back, and then spoke up.

"I dare anything!"

The girl's tit-for-tat sharp mouth made Yennefer's face, which had been smeared with magic cream, suddenly turn red with anger!

There was a harsh sound of the chair legs rubbing against the ground. The sorceress pushed the chair away, stood up, and rushed outside to catch the girl.

At this time, Lan En quickly stood sideways against the wall.

But when Yennefer passed by him, she still gouged him hard with her violet eyes.

Outside the office, the bank, which was originally busy but still orderly, suddenly heard the noise of chaos.

The dwarves' exclamations and the collision of tables and chairs were heard constantly, along with the sound of document pages flying.

The two dwarves, Whitebeard and Redbeard, were sitting on chairs, smacking their lips.

As if he didn't see anything, Molnar handed the bank draft he just wrote to Lan En.

"I have rarely seen Yennefer care about a girl so anxiously. If others didn't tell me, I would suspect that it was her daughter."

The dwarf banker waved his hand, indicating that Lan En didn't need to explain.

"If she doesn't want to tell me, I won't ask. Please bring her this money order."

"Yes, gentlemen." Lan En took the bank draft with one hand and put the hood back on his head with the other hand, "Goodbye."