Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1420 1392. Giancadi Bank

During this period of time, Yennefer taught Ciri the basics of magic, or in other words, she showed the sorceress side of herself to this girl.

There is no doubt that Ciri's identity as the [Magic Source] is destined to make her an outstanding sorceress.

So it can almost be considered that Yennefer is showing Ciri what she might become in the future.

Yennefer has a strong personality, even arbitrary.

But although Ciri is rebellious and unconvinced, she is surprisingly not annoying.

It may also be because she is gradually realizing that she may become "so cool" in the future.

As Yennefer said, learning magic is a systematic and large project. She can't teach well or comprehensively by herself.

But she at least taught Ciri what kind of sorceress she might become in the future.

Strong, independent, and contemptuous of most of the rules in the world, and... learn to respect the strong.

Precisely because sorceresses are a group of strong women, they know better how to behave when facing stronger forces.

After graduation, apprentices of Aretuza need to find a mentor for an internship of varying durations.

In this process, if the mentor you find is gentle and easy to deal with, then that person has good character.

And if the mentor treats you like a servant, then there is nothing to make a fuss about.

Because no one will pay attention to you even if you make a fuss, this is normal.

If you can use various means to overthrow the "evil mentor" or force him to reach an equal cooperation, then it is a news worth talking about in the warlock circle.

The warlocks are well-dressed and self-righteous, but they are just the shell of their group.

The Association of Talents and Skills and the Supreme Council of Warlocks seem to be fair and just organizational structures.

But in the final analysis - when this organization was established, wasn't it also completely established by the blood of opponents?

No one knows the meaning of "power" better than them.

So under Yennefer's orders, although Ciri was a little rebellious and disobedient, she still did everything.

"Okay, stop, we're here."

"Is this the academy you mentioned?" Ciri looked up at the majestic front of the building and muttered, "It doesn't look that big."

"Don't talk too much, get off the horse. This is not an academy, this is a bank."

"Then why are we here at the bank?"

"Think for yourself. Get off, don't step into the puddle! Look at me, Ciri. Put your hat on, your collar on, and your back straight. Yes, you should learn some manners now."

Yennefer directed the girl, and the girl herself sighed.

All the people coming out of the majestic gate were dwarves, who rushed to bow and serve the sorceress and her "little follower" by leading the horse.

Yennefer walked into the bank without surprise, but Ciri was a little surprised.

It's not that she had never seen dwarves before, but she had never seen the kind in the Giancardi Bank. They were dressed in uniform, had neat beards, and were very respectful, which was very different from the "very individual" dwarf guys she had seen before.

The effect of Yennefer's magic cream had not yet subsided. The moment she walked in, her magical beauty had caused a commotion.

Another group of dwarves rushed over to serve her.

The bank was in chaos.

But Ciri and the sorceress discovered at the same time that this place was not peaceful long before they came in.

The height of humans allowed them, at least Yennefer, to see other places from the heads of the dwarves who squeezed in.

The entire Giancadi bank hall now gathered two groups of people, and the group attracted by her beauty as a sorceress was not even large.

In the most intense and noisy crowd of dwarves, a very tall figure stood out.

His majestic body had already surpassed the size of a normal human. Even if he was wrapped in a wide cloak, he could still highlight the perfect body proportions under the cloak.

Not to mention the face that was directly exposed, like molten silver, and the beautiful face that was even more magical than the sorceress.

Yennefer raised her eyebrows.

There was a bright red-bearded dwarf in the group of dwarves, who was pulling other dwarves, shaking his head and sighing as he pulled the tall figure towards the reception room behind the bank.

"Get out of the way! What do you want to do? This is an internal conversation of our Valyria Chamber of Commerce!"

The red-bearded dwarf spoke loudly, but he didn't look very angry.

And Lan didn't dare to move too fast among a group of dwarf bank employees, for fear of accidentally bumping into someone.

But when he turned around, the young demon hunter's eyes lit up.

He also saw Yennefer who was surrounded.

The sorceress smiled at him first, and Lan nodded in response.

The noise in the bank hall didn't subside until a fat dwarf with a white beard and luxurious clothes appeared.

"My dear Yennefer!" He ran straight to the sorceress as soon as he came out. He turned his head halfway and saw that there were still a group of dwarves around Lan, so he quickly added another sentence. "Oh! And, and the respected Duke!"

"Today really surprises and honors me!"

"Don't just stand there like an idiot, you guys! Go back to your work and settle your accounts! And don't hang around the Duke! It's not time for you to make a name for yourself yet!"

As always, this dwarf had a loud voice, and a thick gold necklace hung around his muscular neck. The necklace hung down even longer than his white beard, almost hanging on his belt.

It's just that the footsteps that had just been heading straight towards the sorceress were hesitating a little awkwardly, with an unexpectedly polite smile on his face.

"Yennefer, you must have something to ask me for. Let's go to my office to talk. As for Duke Lann."

As he spoke, he winked at the red-bearded dwarf beside the witcher.

"How about the First Drawing Room? Siledon, the First Drawing Room can fill up the schedule of the Valyrian Chamber of Commerce today."

Siloton Giancardi immediately understood that the sorceress probably had some personal relationship with the bank.

"No problem, Uncle Molnar. Let's go, Lan."

Siledon said, taking the lead and walking forward. He knew that his friend and boss didn't care much about losing face, so he didn't think Lan En would be dissatisfied.

However, the witcher did not keep up with Siloden, who had already walked for a while. He tilted his head with interest and looked at the girl who was working as a follower next to Yennefer.

The teasing smile made the girl turn her head and cover her face.

Yennefer was also looking at that smile, but she was greeting the old dwarf.

"It's so nice to see you, Yennefer. You look... oh! damn, breathtakingly beautiful!"

"The same goes for you, Molnar. Take good care of yourself." Yennefer bent down and kissed the dwarf on each other's faces, and then said. "But I don't think it's worth the trouble."

"What?"

Before Molnar Giancardi understood what this meant, he saw the sorceress unabashedly showing a beautiful smile to Lan not far away.

"We are friends. Since we met here, what's the point of deliberately keeping us apart?"

At this time, Siledon also realized that Lan En had not followed. He turned around and looked back, looking at the witcher with a subtle expression of 'that's it.'

Lan En lowered his head and knew that the red-bearded dwarf was definitely thinking wrongly, but he just rolled his eyes and walked towards Yennefer.

"You saved my life when we were on Sod Mountain." After Lan En approached, Yennefer first brushed her hair, and then stretched out her hand, "But time is always unlucky, and I never had the opportunity to be solemn. Thanks.”

The scent of cloves and currants is unique.

Lan En stretched out his hand from under his cloak, revealing a corner of the majestic and powerful armor.

He looked at his gauntlet, but in the end he didn't take it off, but directly held Yennefer's hand.

"No thanks." Lan En nodded towards her first, then turned a vague angle and glanced at Ciri with a smile, "But we haven't seen each other for a long time."

He said meaningfully.

"Ahaha! We are all friends!"

The old dwarf smiled, although this made his rescue just now seem a bit embarrassing.

But a banker is a banker after all. He quickly got rid of his boring mood and started chatting openly.

"Sileton, is the Duke here to conduct business? Or...?"

"We actually have nothing serious to do, Uncle Molnar." The red-bearded dwarf shrugged, "Lan came here just to talk about the operation of the Chamber of Commerce. Where is this Ms. Yennefer? If you want to discuss business, we It can wait.”

"No," Yennefer shook her head, "I also want to hear the latest news. You guys in the bank are always well-informed."

"In that case." The old dwarf with a white beard and a gold chain turned around and shouted, "Weifu! Bring my bottle of Neufburg red wine! Open it and send it to the office!"

The old dwarf shouted while already moving, leading everyone to his office.

The office was a little dark, but the temperature was just right, and the smell of ink and parchment, as well as the smell of dust covering the oak furniture, fabrics, and old books, made people feel calm.

Molnar pulled out the armchair next to the desk for Yennefer, but he became worried when he looked at the witcher standing like a wall in the office.

"No, don't worry about me, friends." Lan En crossed his arms casually and leaned against the wall, looking very relaxed. "I don't expect there to be a chair suitable for me at Giancardi Bank."

He even made a joke, which made the old dwarf who had not had much contact with him relax a lot.

Siloton was very skilled. He pulled out the other armchair on his uncle's desk and motioned to Ciri.

But after Yennefer waved her hand and silently refused, he dug out a bench for the girl and sat down on the armchair.

"Uncle Lan is very good, uncle. You don't need to worry about him."

The red-bearded dwarf said cheerfully.

Ciri, on the other hand, moved the bench given to her by Siledon, taking small steps, and finally sat next to Lan En's legs.

She raised the felt hat that covered her hair, tilted her dark and gray face upward, and gave Lan En a silly smile.

Lan En was a little amused, and he managed to suppress his laughter with a 'poof'.

Ye Naifa's beautiful and hot figure was stretched out on the armchair.

She looked at the interaction between Lan En and Xili, her eyes filled with unexplainable meaning.

"Since we are all friends who can get together in the same room"

Molnar sat at the end of the table, arms crossed. Although he was speaking, he still looked at Yennefer with some uncertainty.

The dwarf banker heaved a sigh of relief only after Yennefer and Lann, who understood his implication, looked at each other again and nodded to each other.

"Well, since you all think so, it seems that we can indeed open our hearts and talk to each other."