Chapter 192 191. The hidden atmosphere
The old demon hunter looked at Lan En's smile and couldn't help but be stunned.
Then he seemed to react suddenly and shook his head.
"Damn, what the hell. Don't smile at me again!"
Lan En tilted his head indifferently, got off his horse, and walked towards Berengar.
"This is the first time I heard an employee make such a request to the boss."
"That's okay. Let's talk about it, old man. How was the work done? I won't pay the salary if I'm not satisfied."
Lane teased the old witcher whose face was covered with soot.
Berengar found a towel to wipe his face, tilted his head and spat on the ground.
“tui~ This kind of steel is as you said, the forging technique is not complicated. I studied it for almost two weeks and it was done.”
"But again, I need magic help."
"I estimate that the magic power required for this kind of steel is not huge, and the magic is not complicated. But I am a demon hunter, if I can lift the curse I'm pretty good at analyzing spells, right?"
"Yes." Lan En nodded in understanding. "So I brought you the analyzed spell."
Lan pulled out a piece of parchment from his armor pocket and handed it to Berengar.
The old demon hunter took it over suspiciously.
"Forget about the rough work of blacksmithing, can the delicate work of traceability spells be completed in a few weeks? Oh my god!"
The spell is not too long, considering the common business of witchers. In terms of standards, it is not difficult to speak.
So Berengar took one look and remembered it.
As this spell was remembered in his mind, the entire parchment suddenly burst into flames as if some condition was triggered.
In the blink of an eye, not even ashes were left.
Lan En stood aside with his arms crossed, smiling evilly.
"How about it? This is the magic power of the dean-level warlock of Arethusa."
In fact, Lan En revealed to Margarita about Vale After recasting the spell with Leah Steel, it took the sorceress less than half a day to complete the spell.
The secret of making Valyrian steel was also revealed to the two of them after the spell was analyzed.
In the casting process of this kind of steel, in addition to magic power and raw materials, there is also the key - blood containing magic power.
According to the analysis of Ms. Margarita, who has a good record in the history of magic, the origin of this technology should be the original blood sacrifice ritual.
After being modified and improved on the original bloody basis, it evolved into a curse.
"It's very simple, right?"
Lan spread his hands towards Berengar, who nodded repeatedly, as if he had a lot of inspiration from it.
“It’s very simple, but if we just rely on demon hunters without the help of professionals, we will never be able to trace the source of this curse in our lifetime.”
"Indeed, experts are the solution to most problems. How long will it take for you to produce Valyrian steel? Even if it is a trial product?"
The young man asked about the progress of the replica project.
Berengar touched his chin and estimated a time.
"It takes two weeks to produce anything."
"Come on, I was hoping to get a Valyrian steel sword to play with."
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"Then just wait, I will definitely keep the first one for myself!"
The obsession of demon hunters with weapons and armor is inevitable. It is difficult for these people who live by violence and killing to Have a sense of security.
And precisely for this reason, it is difficult for them not to be fascinated by the weapons and equipment that serve as life guarantees. Even a demon hunter like Berengar who is determined to retire will definitely install a display rack of weapons and armor in his house if he has the opportunity.
Speaking of this, Lan En pulled out the money bag from his waist with some pain in his face, and handed it to Berengar slowly.
The old demon hunter was not polite at all. When he reached out to grab the money bag, even though he felt Lan En's reluctance, he still firmly pulled the money bag away from the young man's hand. "Tsk, tsk, tsk," Berengar smiled crookedly, with an experienced look, and could see through Lan En's embarrassment at a glance.
"Are you short of money? Do you enjoy spending it after making a lot of money? Don't look like that. Demon hunters who place big orders for the first time all behave like this."
"Look at you. The arm armor is a masterpiece. It must have cost a lot. The demon hunter always feels that he can make more money with his next order, so he is very generous when he spends it. I bet you, you just did it. The proud look on his face when he came back, even if he went to Vizima's tavern without this face, the bartender would come to him automatically!"
Berengar weighed the money bag up and down, and it was crisp inside! The sound of coins colliding made Lan En's heart hurt even more.
"Isn't it uncomfortable? It's okay to feel uncomfortable! This is the old timer teaching you to look down on life! Come on, go have a drink, I'll treat you."
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While drinking, Lan En learned that the last time Margarita came here, she directly suppressed the rent for a whole year and bought all the guest rooms in the hotel.
This level of luxury made the demon hunters gasp in surprise.
“If I were you, I would retire immediately!”
Berengar said this, with three parts envy, three parts jealousy and four parts on his face like a palette. of hate.
On the contrary, Lan En, who was the object of emotional inclination, was very calm.
“I also know it would be easy but I just can’t do it! What can I do?!”
“Okay, young people who have never experienced real poverty are You don’t have a brain! But you are good-looking.”
Berengar drained the rye vodka in the cup in a depressed gulp.
“Even if I fell out with Margarita, there is still Triss in Vegemari.”
"Hey, don't make it sound like you're telling the truth."
Lan put down the cup and protested to Berengar.
The old witcher was noncommittal.
"Yes, she is not a 'secret'. She is a very popular figure in Temeria now. But you want to say that she has no idea about you? Which royal consultant will go to this place every week? Why don’t you go to this quiet lakeside village?”
“You said she comes here once a week?”
Lan En looked slightly stunned.
He has been carrying the cone-shaped crystal used for communication. If he comes near Vizima, Triss should be able to feel it.
The only explanation is that Margarita kicked Triss away from the ‘address book’ of the cone crystal?
The hidden conflict between the sorceresses made Lan En slightly stunned. He was really inexperienced, but instinctively felt that he should not get involved in this muddy water, otherwise things would go badly wrong.
It’s a man’s survival instinct.
"Triss will talk to you when she comes over, right? What's the latest news?"
Lan quickly changed the topic to two things that men must talk about when drinking - history and politics.
Sure enough, Berengar's interest immediately arose.
However, limited by his vision and educational experience, after Berengar had a bunch of unsatisfactory opinions, only one left an impression on Lan En.
“Foltest’s spies gave him the news: Calanthe, the lioness of Cintra, intends to marry her granddaughter, Cirilla, to Prince Verdon. This will strengthen his position. Alliance against Nilfgaard ”
Although it is only an intention, in this intention of cooperation between kingdoms, as long as there are no problems between the kingdoms, the parties involved have no right to refute.
This little princess of Cintra will most likely become the wife of Prince Verdon.
Lan only noticed this news because of his external claim to be 'Lan of Cintra'.
At the same time, his keen sense of smell also captured a hidden message -
The power of the Nilfgaard Empire is not yet felt by people in Temeria. But it has already made its northern neighbor uneasy to such an extent.
The atmosphere sometimes reflects a trend.
The rumors of this marriage made Lan En smell the fishy smell of blood and steel.
He hoped that this was the delusion of a stranger.
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