Chapter 14: Ban Ade, don't cry for me
After thinking carefully about Victor's speech, Lambert admitted that Sabina was really a very fierce sorceress. Ordinary witchers had to be polite when facing local barons, but she was in opposition to the king.
"However," he discovered the blind spot. "Even if the kings don't trust mages, what does it have to do with us?"
Well... Victor was stuck at the question... He found it difficult to explain to Lambert how intricate these chain reactions were. In fact, if he hadn't read the subsequent script, he wouldn't have thought it was a big deal.
Who would believe that this is a sign of a vigorous nationwide witch hunt in the future? His own foresight, before the mage's authority completely collapsed, meant that no one else would believe him.
"Okay... what I just said doesn't count. I'll replace it with another one. Anyway, in order to achieve the goal of improving the Green Grass Trial, I investigated well-known alchemists in the vegetable market and found that there is an alchemist named Kalkestan in Vizima who is worth paying attention to. … He might be able to give me some ideas.”
Lambert waved his hand, indicating that he should continue to perform. He wanted to see what else he could say and how well he explained.
"I have a unique secret process for making potions quickly, so the wealth accumulated from selling potions can save more time in the future. As for researching talismans, it is related to my research on mage enchantment methods. Above!"
After the young man finished speaking, he waved his hand like Lambert, signaling the end of the explanation. You fool, you don't understand Master Victor's foresight and foresight at all.
"Well, it seems that you are still working hard in the right direction. I don't understand how to improve the grass trial or anything. That is an agreement between you and Vesemir. You two always look mysterious. .
So what can I help you with? Or do you want to stay here for a long time? I'm ready to leave here... " said the witcher.
"The money must be running out soon! Banad's consumption level is not low!" The young man revealed the truth neatly. If the witcher's financial management concept does not change, he will always be so poor.
"Hey! You have to speak with enough respect to the master! Apprentice." Lambert was proud that he seemed to have caught Victor's weakness. Since he planned to become a witcher, he was obviously promoted to master.
Having expected this, Victor was calm and composed. "I am Vesemir's apprentice. I am the same generation as you. I can only call you senior. Do you know that you should treat juniors to dinner?"
"Tsk! I will treat you to a feast. The taste of the steel sword is great! You can taste it with all your heart." The witcher took off the steel sword and put it on his lap in demonstration.
"Uh... Anyway, I plan to go to Vizima. Are you willing to go with me?" Victor decisively changed the subject. This old bastard really knows how to take revenge while practicing sword practice. We can't provoke him any more.
When it comes to serious business, Lambert also puts away his talk: "If you want to get to the capital of Temeria, the fastest way is by water. First go south to Vergen and take a boat...and then go down the Pontar River and pass by the floating port. When you get to La Varedi Castle, turn into the Ismina River and you can go directly to the "Vigima" on the lakeside.
Without thinking or hesitating, Victor said, "Let's set off tomorrow."
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The next morning, "Are you really not considering staying? Our current career is just and prosperous!" At the gate of Ban Aad City, Blas came to say goodbye to his aphrodisiac business, which had collapsed in the middle. , and try to make a last resort.
He wanted to cry but had no tears, because he had not gotten used to the good life, and the good life that ended in only ten days... would not make him sad and shed tears. But even if they don't get along for a long time, the friendship based on interests is still stronger than love.
Although Mage Dorregaray pretends to be very friendly, Lambert still has no good impression of the mage group, let alone the philistine mage in front of him, with two deep legal lines, who looks more like a profiteer.
So he rode a few steps ahead, not wanting to participate in the farewell of Victor and Brass.
"Dear Mr. Brass, forgive me for not staying. I have a reason to go on this journey. Although this time together is short, it is very pleasant. I thank you for helping me during this time." Young Binbin Speak politely and politely.
Brass bowed slightly: "Okay! But no matter what, anytime you return to Ben'ad, you are welcome to 'Rafard's Decoction'."
Victor left Banad just like this, but he did not let Brass see him off empty-handed. There were sixty erectile pills, and the limited sales were enough for Brass to live a good life for another ten days, but the price was small. It was a bag of coins exchanged for horses.
Yes, Zhongxian was given to Brass in exchange for Brass's mare. This decision was hasty, but Victor made it decisively. The reason was just because of Lambert's casual words before leaving.
"Zhongxian is pretty good. Although it's not fast, you seem to be riding very steadily and comfortably..."
I was surprised to find that the original bad taste suddenly came back in a subtle form. The young man made a prompt decision to give Zhongxian to Brass in exchange for his horses. For this reason, Victor would rather take one less bag of coins...
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From a geographical analysis, there is a natural cross-cutting barrier between "Kaedwen" and the big country "Aedirn" in the south, the Lomaco Mountains. So when King Henselt had ambitions for the "Upper Aedirn region", "Fujian", a mountain city built on a pass, is an unavoidable difficulty.
The city of Verjian was lost in Upper Aden, and its strategic position was roughly similar to that of Shuhan Jiange Pass, Sparta Hot Spring Pass, or Daming Shanhaiguan Pass.
Therefore, the second Battle of Aedirn that just ended last year was also called the Battle of Vergen.
This winding road starts from Ardkalai and goes straight to the Pontar River, facing Vergen across the river. It was specially opened for the army to travel.
A few days after leaving Banard, walking on the road, with the sound of horse hooves along the way, Lambert asked casually: "Why do you suddenly want to change horses? I thought Zhongxian would always be with you? Generally speaking, people who give names to horses are very emotional, right?"
"He is old... I believe it is his wish to spend his old age in a peaceful town." Victor turned his head and replied naturally. Now, a few days later, he himself believes this statement.
"What about this horse? Continue to call him Zhongxian? Just like Geralt calls every horse Luobo."
"No, she is a girl, so she can't be called Zhongxian. Anyway, let's not call her that for now. If a means of transportation is named, it will be emotional.
By the way, do you know what the real impact of the Second Upper Aedirn War was?" In the cool breeze of the evening, Victor suddenly felt a little interested in showing off.
"What impact?"
"The first is the road under our feet. After the armistice, it has become a blessing for traveling merchants, indirectly promoting the prosperity of the international commodity economy."
Lambert thought for a while, "What you said makes sense."
"The second is the destruction of order. During the war, these glorious knights and brave soldiers under Henselt destroyed the area north of the Pontar River.
Do you know what these two factors combined represent?"
Victor did not expect to get an answer to his question. It was just a rhetorical question, a common routine of showing off.
Unexpectedly, "There will be public security problems caused by the rise of bandits!" Lambert answered crisply and confidently.
Victor was shocked instantly. He thought that only he could infer it. Unexpectedly, Lambert, who seemed to be careless, could also reach the same conclusion.
"How... do you know?" The boy stared at Lambert's face in surprise. This old bastard is impressive today.
The witcher looked at Victor with the contempt of a king, pointed his finger forward, "Because I can see it, idiot. Look there!"
Not far away, a carriage was overturned, and three... no... four armed bandits were lurking around, their ferocious faces vaguely discernible.
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