Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 980 962. Bankruptcy! ?

Sileton 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."

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

Taller raised his glass towards Lan En.

 “Here’s to the dwarf who was tricked.”

"Respect." The witcher 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 if you enter the market. Apart from Silerton’s strategy being a bit radical, he didn’t do anything in the books. The failure of the investment was because we were deceived, and it was not him who deceived me.”

Even felt that this matter itself was not as uncomfortable as Shillerton's refusal to continue to manage his personal assets.

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

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

The witcher thought that he should also prepare a space backpack for Velvet Ball when he comes back this time.

So Lane did not feel at a loss after facing the situation where Silerton made a mistake in operating his personal fund and the capital chain was broken.

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

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

 Most of the time it is not necessary to speak clearly.

Facing 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.

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

“Although I am on the verge of bankruptcy. Well, this is really the first time I have encountered this. But I don’t want to get involved with the royal family, nobles, etc. just because of this financial problem.”

But then again, the problem that Siledon is struggling with now only makes him feel a little "annoyed" to Lan En.

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

Although thirty-two thousand orens is a lot even for a nobleman who owns an independent castle.

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

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

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

“Of course, what the **** can I say?”

 “Forgive me, Taller.”

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

 “I just feel it’s a bit troublesome. I originally wanted to make a big purchase.”

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

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

Although it was a good thing that it was discovered later that the remains of the Spiral Sword gave the giant sword [Remaining Fire], but who knows if something good will happen next time?

 The probability of bad things happening is always greater than the probability of good things happening.

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

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

The witcher smiled at the intelligence chief.

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 complete equipment of more than fifty knights.

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

 And if this world is so ridiculous that no one comes to send "warmth" to the "impoverished" Lan En.

"If you need help." Before Lan En said a word, Taler on the other side spoke naturally.

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

 Compared with this, it was Silerton's resignation that caused Lane more headache.

 Reducing the involvement of interests and leaving only pure relationships, this model may be wiser in Thaler's view.

 Although it is expensive, it should be worth the money.

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 experiment expenses.

I originally thought that after I came back, all these things would naturally go smoothly. However, the sudden changes in the financial market still taught the Witcher a good lesson.

 Just a little surprised that this happened to me.

 Where is the profit that is guaranteed to be made without loss?

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.

 After all, the alchemy leather bag currently on his waist does not have enough space.

 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.

On the surface, everything may be calm, 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 witcher and the intelligence chief resumed their chatting rhythm. "Don't pretend it 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 get rich and others to jump into the river?

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

But anyone who knows the news cannot help but check it out.

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

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

 “We did check it, but how do we say it?”

 “Not ideal?”

 “Yes, not ideal at all.”

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

“At the end of the investigation, we found out that this is a group of financial fraudsters. Do you understand? There are five or six people pretending to be a broker, and they also have brokers who seem to have very powerful market information.”

"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 one. 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 sharpest sense of smell just focus 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 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 someone behind the scenes without even showing their face.”

“Aretusa is also investigating 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 Arethusa College for intelligence reconciliation.

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

"What?"

 “Why is Siledon in the Dark Water?” Lan En said he was confused. "Why did he come to this village? Just waiting for me?"

 “Probably so.” Taller replied indifferently. "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 a guest room was opened 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 intersection of the celestial sphere through the elf beacon, both Margarita and Tisaya seem to have gained something.

With one last sip, he drank up the remaining Nilfgaardian limoncello in the glass. Lan put the glass on the table and stood up.

 “Can you please use me?”

Taller sounded with a teasing voice.

Lan En was not pretentious and waved without looking back as he walked out.

“Then thank you for your generosity in helping a poor and poor bankrupt witcher.”

 “I am willing to serve you.”

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

 The witcher who walked out of the tavern left the village and found Flannel Ball and Qilin who were having fun in the wild.

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

The Qilin was jumping around, but the flannel ball relied on the [Light Body Technique] given to it by Lan En to stand firmly on the Qilin's back as if it was stained with glue.

 “The boss is back, meow!”

The flannel ball jumped down with a big package in his hands and swayed toward Lan En.

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 the Qilin's head that was like a crystal cone.

　　Lift up the Qilin’s head and speak to it seriously.

 “I’m broke, Qilin.”

  Gu Long’s face was filled with questions.

 “Xi, Xilülu?”

 (End of this chapter)