Astartes of the Bear School

 Chapter 17 17. The value of ‘security’

While Lan En has not dealt with his mentor, Mentos's main task is to assist his master's growth and provide simulation computing support for the resistance plan.

 After Bordon died in Lan En's hands, it did not relax, but immediately switched to a new operating logic.

 Planning for Lane’s future.

 That’s why it urged its master to immediately invest in training to make up for its own shortcomings.

But what it didn’t expect was that Lane did better than it planned.

“The lake area where Oriden is located is mainly inhabited by monsters such as water ghosts and swamp witches. The danger is completely acceptable, and it is perfect as a teaching material for training techniques.”

"And there is no need to pay for this kind of teaching material. Instead, the village will pay you for it. Let a village that has not been entrusted with it start a large-scale demon hunting mission, sir. There is no doubt that your business thinking is already that of a demon hunter. An industry pioneer in the field.”

Mentos expressed his heartfelt admiration.

What does it mean for a first-class businessman to create demand? (lean back

 According to Bordon's words, and the traveling situation in the past month. The daily life of a witcher is really a matter of luck.

 Wandering from one village to the next all day long, hoping to meet someone with whom I would be commissioned.

But it has only been an hour since Lann arrived in Oriden, and the village is already in chaos, trying to dig out all the wealth to support this monster hunting commission.

It is hard to imagine that the last time Auriden asked a witcher to deal with monsters before the arrival of the young man was two generations ago.

 “And, the most important thing is that we have obtained safe and stable housing and food!”

Mentos's voice sounded happier than most of the time.

 Lan En also nodded with emotion.

Whether in the eyes of Mentos or Lane, a large part of the current predicament comes from the social atmosphere in which racial hatred is prevalent.

Even if a witcher stays in a tavern for which money is required, staying for a day or two can still be considered a mission.

As time goes by, the tavern owner will call the sheriff without hesitation, saying that there are mutants with ulterior motives here.

  Can mutants earn their money in a legitimate way?

 Drive the mutants away, or simply kill them and keep the money. Everyone has to give a thumbs up and say "well done"!

 The money in your hands cannot be used cleanly, which is directly related to your race.

This kind of thing makes no sense, but it happens so often here that it has become a common phenomenon.

So even if he is willing to spend money, it is still unclear whether he can find a safe place where Lan En can complete his own supplements and enhancements with peace of mind.

 And in present-day Auriden?

What the village elders eat is what the witcher will eat today!

 You want to make things difficult for the witcher? I think you want to make things difficult for us, Oridon!

Lan once followed Bordon to clear out a ghoul nest in a farmland.

 The employers in the village didn't want to pay the balance after they finished the work, so they simply found a group of fanatic believers in the eternal fire. The men were armed with swords, hammers, and axes, shouting that they wanted to purify mutants.

 Bordong and Lane could only turn around and run away.

In those days, Bordon's food standards even dropped to the same level as his own apprentices.

Now, Lan En has created a need for the village to hunt monsters and tied this need to himself.

-Safety!

 This is so safe!

Lan En walked out of the elder's house and led the two horses he had placed outside the village to an abandoned wooden shed in the village.

 The villagers on the road no longer looked at him with disgust like the plague, but instead were warm and friendly.

He also helped him unload the bag of Bear School armor that he couldn't put on for the time being, and moved it into the house.

　Come on, Lan En feels that during this period of time, apart from the work that requires drawing swords, he will not be able to do any physical work.

His education and life in the past ten years made him habitually want to express his gratitude to those who helped him, or even simply smile and nod.

 But before he could make a move, his reason stopped him.

 The expressionless Lan En turned and left.

 “Everyone likes money, Mentos.” The young man emphasized again.

"They don't like me, but they have to like me just because I am tied to their future income. So I have to show an attitude of impatience, so that they will be more convinced that their income will skyrocket in the future. Because this It's in line with their worldview." "Is this the so-called 'If you want to help the poor, you can't talk to them properly'?" Mentos pulled this sentence from the corner of Lan En's memory.

 Lan En was noncommittal.

"I used to think that this sentence was pure fart, an excuse for the rude managers to prevaricate. But now, in order to ensure that neither the villagers nor I have the chance to harm each other, I must practice this sentence. What a bullshit! "

 Lan asked the villagers where old Allen was, then turned and left.

 The village is made up of high and low planks and is a mess. But it was not big after all, so Lan En soon found the village elder who was pulling hay.

 “Are you looking for a blacksmith?”

The village elder scratched his neck, and there was obviously a lot of black between his nails.

“The blade will wear out, and the armor needs to be repaired. I don’t even know how many monsters I have to kill here. You have to arrange a place for me to repair my equipment.”

Lan En frowned, his tone cold and impatient.

As he expected, this made old Allen pay more attention to it.

"Yes! There is a blacksmith! It's just at the edge of the village. The dry ground is specially set aside for the blacksmith. I don't know if you can accept his craftsmanship."

As he spoke, Old Allen led Lan En away.

Then with a jingle they came to a stove and a strong man.

 “Are you the witcher who hunts monsters at a discount? The news has spread throughout the village.”

 The sweat on the strong man's body was mixed with oil, and even turned into a reflective oil film on his body.

 He laughed generously and extended his hand to invite.

 “Come on, you’re welcome. Let’s see what I have here.”

Seeing how confident he was, Lan En became a little curious. So I randomly picked up some of his works in this simple blacksmith workshop and looked at them.

Most of them are farm tools, sickles, harpoons, and occasionally a few blanks of Velen's sword.

 Soon, Lan En, who was still looking forward to it, put down the sample in his hand.

".never mind."

Although I haven’t handled many good swords, take a look at the works here.

 Dark and chaotic in shape. Whether it is quenching or forging, there are problems. The Willen long sword is probably his highest level.

 Lan En was not in a good mood, and both the blacksmith and old Allen could clearly see it.

The blacksmith was a little unhappy because of this, but he still had some confidence in his craftsmanship.

 The original generous laughter disappeared.

 “What? Do you think there is something wrong with my craftsmanship?”

 Lan En didn’t say much and slowly drew out the Bear School steel sword behind him.

 As soon as the clear sword blade appeared, the blacksmith's unhappy frown turned into a surprised glare.

 “Meritelli~ This kind of heirloom-level sword!”

The blacksmith exclaimed and looked at the young man in disbelief.

 It seems as if I can’t believe that someone would actually fight with a sword of this level instead of collecting it and passing it down to his family.

　　Immediately, he simply admitted that he was not qualified to touch this sword at this level.

“That’s true. I thought my skills were ranked among the best in Willen, haha.”

 The big man smiled a little sheepishly.

 Then he said that it would be okay if it was just a matter of tinkering.

But if there is structural damage, then it is estimated that the entire Velen will only have the capital, Gos Velen, or the Crow's Nest where the knight is located, and there may be a master blacksmith with sufficient skills.

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