Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1161 1143. Property Armor Design

"If Lambert wants to go back to Kaer Morhen, then those who come here to make money can continue to take over. There is no thug in this city who can beat a fully armed witcher yet."

But Lambert's instinctive stubbornness came from outside the door again.

"That little girl has been in Kaer Morhen for almost two years, and now she has some skills. Yennefer also said that long-term isolation has a great impact on people's, um. mental health? Growth process? Anyway, this is what she said."

"I will take her out after a while and let her have more contact with her peers."

The implication is that Ciri will not stay in Kaer Morhen, a castle on the edge of the civilized world, for a long time.

And the witchers of the Wolf School will not have to separate two people to stay in the castle to protect the little girl. Their daily routine will return to the way it was before.

Lan En doesn't care about this.

He ignored Lambert's shout outside the door and continued to talk to Berengar.

"This will be a long-term, continuous employment task, and the benefits are considerable. It doesn't matter if a demon hunter wants to leave temporarily. I also know Gerd from the Bear School."

"He should be very satisfied with this kind of easy work."

"There is also Cohen from the Griffin School, but I heard that he has a long-term cooperative relationship with a mine in Bovis and is even a shareholder. Maybe he won't have time to come."

"But even if it is a demon hunter I don't know, it's okay. Anyway, we just need this force and the sense of security brought by the demon hunter's identity and position of not helping each other to maintain the order of the workshop, right?"

Berengar nodded. If a demon hunter who is not biased towards the other side in the eyes of humans and non-humans is stationed as security, then things will at least not fall into the worst situation.

That is, humans and non-humans begin to resort to force and blood.

And in that case, he, the technical manager, can finally continue to immerse himself in the technical field without worrying about these messy troubles.

Just leave it all to professional managers.

He is obviously not good at "project management and personnel arrangement". In the past few months, he has been forced to do it, and his already pessimistic hairline is almost pushed back.

"But we still have to make some distinctions, don't recruit cat school and those mentally ill lunatics."

Berengar said cautiously. He originally wanted to add "bear school".

The cat school is generally considered to be manic and easy to lose control, while the bear school has no empathy and is more like a cold knife than a warm person.

This kind of mental state is not only a demon hunter, but also a serious elf or human. It is a madman that will not be accepted by both groups.

But after Berengar looked at the young man across the table who had no self-awareness and even nodded in agreement, he still rationally controlled his words and did not say "bear school".

As for what Lan En said, "Issuing long-term employment tasks in the name of Aretuza Academy".

The casual, chatty tone did not cause any psychological fluctuations in Berengar.

Because this was a matter of course in his eyes.

"There is another thing I need your help with." Lan En casually made arrangements in the name of Aretuza, suppressed the current tense atmosphere, and then spoke to Berengar.

"Your armor?" The old demon hunter leaned back on the chair and said confidently before Lan En finished speaking. "For someone like you, not wearing armor is no different from being naked, right? You feel no sense of security or tension."

"You came to see me today, but you didn't have armor under your cloak. There must be something wrong."

Lan En clapped his hands flatteringly: "Indeed, the Grandmaster-level armor was burned to pieces."

"Burned to pieces?" Berengar said in surprise, "Oh my God. What did you meet?"

"A dragon."

"A real dragon? That's not the case, right?"

"It speaks human language, its scales are indestructible, it's over 140 meters long, and its dragon flames can melt gold in a few seconds."

Berengar, who was still surprised, stopped talking after Lan En reported Smaug's basic performance.

Just twitching at the corners of his mouth, and making a 'tsk tsk' sound from his mouth.

"What do you mean?" Berengar scratched his chin, "You shouldn't be busy now, right? I can make another one for you. Of course, you have to pay for the materials."

As soon as this sentence came out, Lan En raised his eyebrows immediately.

"I? Wait, my property has turned from danger to safety?"

Berengar pulled out a drawer in his desk, flipped through it briefly, and took out a letter, which he handed to Lan En across the table.

"The agent you found is very good. Three or four months ago, he asked the messenger of Giancadi Bank to deliver the news."

Lan En opened the letter, which was written in Dudu's handwriting.

He briefly talked about his business operations in recent times and the operation of the assets entrusted to him by Lan En.

The assets that received timely capital replenishment have indeed started to operate again, and the original properties have been gradually revitalized.

Although some are still in the investment stage, many have begun to see returns.

Now Lan En also has shares in two water transport companies in Novigrad, including one company mainly engaged in ocean transport and one company mainly engaged in inland river transport.

Although the scale of Lan En's available liquidity has shrunk compared with before, his assets have expanded healthily.

It cannot be said that the operations during the period of Sillerton Giancardi did not bring any gains.

There was another letter inside the letter, which implicitly explained the funding for the newly emerged Dark Alley Gang in Novigrad and the control of the gang's funds.

Dudu did a good job in executing the plan he had roughly arranged, and it was progressing steadily.

So Lan En now had a considerable amount of liquid funds, plus the physical treasures he brought out from Lonely Mountain.

After making up for the misappropriation of the Knights' money, the remaining part was enough for him to change clothes or replenish.

The property was running very healthily, which made Lan En feel good.

He folded the letter again and put it back in his arms, but his palm turned and touched the alchemical leather bag on his waist again.

He took out a dragon scale with dragon skin with great effort and handed it to Berengar.

"I am indeed planning to make a new set of armor, but I have to say that I am already struggling with the original master-level Bear School armor. It can't keep up with my progress."

Berengar immediately straightened up from the back of his chair and took the dragon scale handed over by Lann with a raised brow.

His palm carefully and carefully felt the texture of Smaug's dragon scales and dragon skin.

"Is this it?"

The old demon hunter cast a questioning look at Lann.

The young demon hunter shrugged and said, "It's the dragon that burned my armor apart. It's called Smaug."

"To be honest, its scales are indeed indestructible. I used a lot of restrained power to kill it. So I think..."

Lann didn't finish his words, but he stretched out his hand to spread the scales, his eyes looking at Berengar again, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"Can you help me try to see if I can use these dragon skins and dragon scales? You are also, uh, or used to be a demon hunter, you understand my actual combat needs and application scenarios for armor, right?"

"No other blacksmith has this advantage, not to mention that your craftsmanship is also first-class."

"Yes, yes." Berengar glanced at Lan En unhappily when he was stuck in his words, and continued.

"Easy to wear, easy to take care of, strong environmental adaptability, less restrictive on the wearer's movements, and most importantly, the effect of the combination of enchantments on the suit. Tsk, do you think it is possible to make armor automatically wipe people's butts?"

"I know that designing a set of school equipment based on a new material is a big project. It may take two generations in the demon hunter school to complete a prototype."

Lan En ignored Berengar's sarcasm, after all, he was asking someone to do something.

"But you are different, Berengar. If nothing goes wrong, you will be the most accomplished craftsman in the history of witchers! Reputation, resources. Which witcher has such glory as you? This is ability!"

"It will take two generations for others to do this, but I believe in you! You can definitely finish it in a few months!"

The young witcher was not stingy with flattery, and Berengar did not seem to be too averse to this job.

In addition, Lann spoke well, so the old witcher just smiled awkwardly and put Smaug's dragon scales and dragon skin beside him.

He said he would stay to study the characteristics of this new material.

After putting away the materials, Berengar turned around and asked, "How much of this dragon did you bring back?"

"If Smaug's skin was peeled off and laid flat, it would be half the size of a town. What I brought back would fill four or five rooms? Almost."

"Then would you like me to make you a set of original bear armor to wear?"

Berengar craned his head and looked at the armor pieces that fell out of the alchemical leather bag along with Lan's dragon scales.

"The main body is still there, but the leather and tethers were burned. It's not difficult to assemble. I'll charge you 300 orens for the materials at a friendly price."

The young demon hunter scratched his chin and looked at his armor pieces.

"Well, I don't need it. I don't have anything to wear armor recently. It would be great to get it done in one go."

"Okay, then leave it here." Berengar began to bend down to collect these scattered parts, "I'll complete it later and hang it on the armor display rack."

"What's the situation with the polishing marks on these dragon scales? It looks like they have been directly made to look like they can be installed on the main body of the armor."

"Smaug invaded a dwarf country. After I killed him, the dwarves helped me to peel off these skins, and I processed them in advance."

In fact, when Lan En asked the dwarves of Lonely Mountain to help him polish the dragon scales in advance, he actually felt that the tools at Berengar's disposal probably couldn't process Smaug's scales.

But now he's asking for help, of course he'll say the nice things and skip the bad ones.

Lan En's grasp of tone and how to deal with people made it easy for Berengar to smile, and the old witcher himself might not realize it.