Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 84 84. A first-class businessman

As if he had returned to his own home, Gunter Odim entered the room very calmly and found a stool to sit down on.

 Lan En immediately sat opposite him.

 “Let’s talk first.” The witcher pointed at the little girl behind him who was eating a lot, and raised his eyebrows at Gunter O’Dimm.

“Is it okay for her to eat like this?”

"Of course, of course. I will not be rude to a noble lady."

　　Sitting together with a "creature" that can modify reality, at least within a certain range, he talked about his attendant without any care.

Lann's performance somehow made Gunter O'Dimm, a bald man, even happier.

 “That’s good.” Lan En leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees on the stool.

 “Let the child eat by himself first, let’s talk about it, why did you find me?”

Those cat eyes met the other person's deep black eyes without any hesitation.

 After a moment of silence, Gunter O'Dimm still just smiled and said nothing.

But Lan En seemed to have confirmed something in this silence.

 “Okay, then I understand.”

The witcher gently tapped the new pink skin on his chest.

"Did you come here for this? But why did you come here after I installed it? I took the gene seeds and wandered in the wilderness of Willen for at least a few months. There is no such thing as 'finding' something like you. Is that possible?"

"What? Could it be that taking this thing out of the chest of a slippery creature gives you more pleasure than taking it out of a bottle?"

As if what he was talking about was not a piece of meat in his own body, Lan En asked the other party with interest.

 “No, no, no!”

Gunt O'Dimm hurriedly denied it, looking anxious like a **** trying to prove his innocence.

"You can't confuse me with those tasteless guys who pursue **** pleasure! I'm a serious businessman!"

“Besides, what’s the point of a lump of flesh that’s stuck in a bottle? It’s got to be on someone, it’s got to move! That’s the fun!”

 Lan En nodded in understanding.

 "Business. Got it. It seems you want to make something from me."

 “But again, with your ‘craftsmanship’, why bother doing business?”

 Even if it means modifying reality on a large scale, being the king of the world is easy, right?

The other party easily understood the implication of this sentence.

Gunt O'Dimm clapped his hands on the stool and bent over with a smile.

“Gee, my man. You think I haven’t done this? How many times do you think I’ve done this?”

 “It’s boring! If you do this kind of thing too much, you will definitely get bored!”

“So, even if I find something incredible in you on the first day you come here, even if I discover that you are actually something extraordinary, I will never show up to intervene.”

“I like to let nature take its course now and wait for the ‘inevitable’ end. Only when you see the expressions on those guys’ faces when they finally see me will you know how happy it is.”

“To put it simply.” Lan En raised his eyebrows, “You like to play?”

 “What if?” the bald man asked with a smile and spread his hands.

 “There are three creatures from outside the world in this room now, how interesting it is.”

“But to be honest, are there not many alien creatures brought by the intersection of heaven and earth? This is not surprising at all. Even rat-like things like water ghosts and evil ghosts are alien creatures.”

 “The really interesting thing is you, Lan.”

The witcher didn't speak, just looked at each other.

 “Do you know?” Gunter O’Dimm suddenly asked back. "Just now, if you hesitated for even half a second when cutting off the heart blood vessels, what would have happened?"

 “I’m not you, I don’t know what hasn’t happened yet.”

 Lan replied calmly.

 “Haha, but that’s the problem!” Gunter O’Dimm repeated again.

"That's the problem!" He stared at Lane like a biology professor looking at a talking stone.

　　"You are not a creature like me, but you struck the knife neatly when you should have hesitated!"

 The other party’s fingers gently touched Lan En’s chest skin.

"I have to admit that this is a very exquisite creation, but it shouldn't let you escape my sight before it is connected to you!"

“Now come on, the first deal we were supposed to make together fell through before it even opened.”

 Gunt O'Dimm, I don't know when, he was carrying a shoulder bag on his shoulder.

While feeling regretful, he took out a roll of parchment from his satchel and burned it spontaneously with his hand.

 In the burning gap, Lan En could vaguely see something clearly with his demon hunter's eyesight.

 “.inexhaustible blood”, “the recipient shall perform”

The rest was not clear, but Lan En was glad that he could not see clearly.

 Because just looking at the contract, he felt a chill spreading from the bottom of his heart.

"It seems that the contract has expired, and you don't want to interfere with my fate with your own power. Then I don't know why you came here."

 “Businessmen must always find customers for themselves and accumulate relationships, Lan En.”

 Gunt O'Dimm waved his hand indifferently.

 “Let others owe you a debt of gratitude, and you can use it when needed. This is my secret recipe for business, and it works every time.”

 “But it doesn’t seem to be working today, Glass Boy.”

 Lan En pulled back his forward leaning body to express his resistance to the other party.

“Compared to you, my vision is too narrow and I can’t see the consequences of the ‘half second’ that didn’t happen. But as far as the conclusion is concerned.”

The witcher nodded his chest expressionlessly and pointed at the door.

“I owe you nothing. I followed my own will and determination and did not hesitate at all when cutting my own blood vessels. Then, my operation was successful.”

 “A serious businessman shouldn’t buy or sell by force, right?”

 The meaning of seeing off guests is obvious.

And Gaunt O'Dimm seems to be exactly what he said, preferring to tie up his own power for fun.

He didn't say much, he just spread his hands and stepped forward, passing by Lan En and walking towards the door.

Lan En stood motionless with his back to him. At this time, white hairs of sweat broke out on the tip of his nose because his body had been in a high-intensity combat state for too long.

"Oh, right."

As he was about to walk out of the room, the other party turned around and shouted to the witcher with a relaxed smile, as if he had just remembered something.

“Dear Lan En, you should know what the standards are for a first-class businessman, right?”

The cat's eyes facing away from Gunter O'Dimm suddenly shrank.

The bald man seemed to have seen this scene from behind, and a kind and mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“‘First-class businessmen create demand’, tsk tsk tsk, anyone who can say such a wise saying must be an industry pioneer!”

“The road to Vizima is high, my friend. But you never have to worry about it, because”

　　"I'm—Gunt O'Dimm, at your service at any time."

 At the door, the bald man bowed deeply.

The door will then close automatically.

“My lord, I have brought your dinner. My lord?”

Aliya's voice rang in Lan En's ears, and the witcher turned his head calmly.

The bright dishes on the heavily chewed dinner plate suddenly seemed like new ones.

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 (End of this chapter)