Chapter 86 86. Memories pouring out

This middle-aged man has a handsome and upright face. If you look closely, he even looks somewhat similar to the portrait on the Oren coin.

He adjusted the puffy sleeves in his hands and put down the miniature model.

"Ubank, you should know that it is because of these children that I have established a friendly relationship with the gentlemen of the Sun Cult."

"And now, are you telling me that eighty children turned into a quarter just because of a filthy mutant bastard?"

Urbank didn't raise his head.

Different from the cautious and flattering attitude in front of Safra, facing his real big boss, Urbank knew very well——

Don't ask for forgiveness, show value.

The Cult of the Sun is the state religion of the southern Nilfgaardian Empire.

They believe that the sun is the only true god, and all priests can only be men.

"I've been doing patching and patching here for the past few days! Endless patching!"

He felt that his appetite was getting bigger and bigger, and the originally well-fitting armor gradually began to feel restrictive.

If Urbank had dared to say, "Please allocate some of your men," he would be lying in the flowerbed of the manor today.

Urbank bent down and bowed, and the stiff archipelago man's lumbar spine forced him to bend into a beautiful arc.

Business at the medieval level is not done by just throwing a few gold coins on the table.

These require professional bookkeepers to identify on site and even use a scale.

"Follow your orders."

Just before exiting the study, the strong man suddenly remembered something and mentioned it to his big boss.

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Lane is now on a barge.

After applauding, the middle-aged man nodded.

"Anyway, it will definitely take a few days for the memory to come back, and you will be able to bear it."

Then he realized that taking a boat from his current location to the capital, Vizima, was much more time-consuming than riding a horse.

Now half of the hair on Lan En's head that hangs down to his neck has become shining silver white.

Therefore, when paying the ferry fare, Lan En even had to take out a few gold coins from his wallet and ask the conductor to use small scissors to trim off the corners of the gold coins to prevent them from being too valuable.

Maintaining relationships with them is an aspect that the big boss attaches great importance to.

As he spoke, Urbank showed a bold and cheerful smile like an authentic Islander.

Lan En nodded at the handsome face reflected in the water, and walked towards the bow of the ship, stepping over the luggage and packages piled everywhere by the passengers.

Urbank reminded cautiously and respectfully.

The middle-aged man had picked up the carriage model again and waved impatiently.

The horses crowded in the middle of the barge were snorting, and their hooves clattered on the deck. Alia claimed that it was her duty as a squire to look after the horses, so she was rightfully occupying Poppy's saddle by herself.

This kind of memory is by no means as simple as freezing a few actions.

Urbank looked at the two full-body plate armor warriors at the corner of the corridor outside the door, shrugged, turned and left.

It was a bit embarrassing to say that he still found a map of Temeria at the bottom of the bag prepared for him by Arya after riding horseback with Arya for a day and a half.

How pure is the gold coin and how complete are its edges and corners?

The degree of adjustment was so slight that Alia and Lan, who spent time together day and night, could not even feel it.

The handsome middle-aged man said casually.

The hull is located in the middle of the water, shrouded in dense fog. The bow of the barge separates the lilies on the water.

"I've seen that look and he won't stop until he rips out my throat and yours."

"I will lead the team to the coast of Sidaris, where the aftermath of the war has not yet subsided. Most of the men have died, and the women have become weak under fear and humiliation. Although many children have also died, as long as they go to the farmers' rice vats

Inside, I rummaged through the floor and grabbed it, but I can finally get it together.”

The moment Lan En walked past her, dozens of sword skills automatically appeared in his mind, which could be used to face an opponent with good balance on horseback.

"I am now a primary school student learning the computing power of computers! If you ask me to type the interception algorithm, can I type it well? You know I don't have that ability!"

But fortunately, this strong man Skellige has a bright mind.

Riding a horse on a moving boat. Her talent for balance is really good.

"Mentos, you didn't stop me just now!"

Lan En adjusted his hood. The past few days seemed to be because the gene seeds continued to work.

"I am a Skellige, and I can raise a group of Skellige warriors on the sea. We are all veteran pirates, and people who believe in our hometown are more trustworthy than outsiders, so as long as I let the news out and say that there is work, I can at least attract them.

More than ten people."

"The Skellige will not be the only ones on the pirate ship. When we open up the situation, I will arrange a mead banquet that the Skellige loves most. Pirate banquets always involve death, and warriors always

Die among the first."

And based on the facial skeletal muscle data mobilized by Mentos every day, his face shape is constantly being fine-tuned.

The naturalness of this smile made the middle-aged man couldn't help but applaud him.

The knowledge in memory is great, very good, but Lan En doesn't want to overload his brain during the sword fight with the enemy!

But Mentos itself also has something to say!

"How many times has the interception algorithm you developed worked for this spontaneously emerging memory? Tell me yourself!"

For ordinary people's lives, they rarely use the entire Oren coin.

Temeria is the most powerful country in the north. Under the leadership of Foltest, it is almost on par with Redania.

"Haha! You are so smart that you don't look like a native of the Islands, Urban. You should rest for a few days."

The middle-aged man asked with interest.

The young man with a calm face walked to the bow of the ship and lay down on the railing.

The gene-seed seems to give the facial features a bit of refined femininity.

But in harmony with Lan En's original appearance, he only looked healthy and energetic.

But in my heart, I have already begun to attack my own brain.

"But although Skellige's warriors kill without batting an eye, most of them have a sense of honor. Why do you drive them to snatch children? Even when they were pirates, they would fight regardless of the cost when they encountered a slave ship. To be honest, I think

If you work in front of them, they will chop you with an ax first."

So he took the little girl attendant who was curious all the way and boarded an inland river barge at the ferry of a riverside village.

"By the way, sir. I always feel that the witcher will never give up."

"Ten thousand years of memory! Ten thousand years! Do you know how messy and complicated the things in this are?!"

"How are you going to rally a team?"

Oren's purchasing power and stability are worthy of this national power.

But when Mentos pulled up the facial data from ten days ago and compared it with each other, even Lan himself had to exclaim.

"Don't take such an inconspicuous little bug seriously, a demon hunter? Oh my god, when did the name of a lowly mutant appear in my study?"

To him, this kind of thing is just an ordinary business, and as long as it is a business, he has to consider the cost.

But a second later, Lan En's footsteps stabilized again.

"I will allocate you a long ship that can be used for fighting, as well as a cabin full of supplies, and more money than you can hold. And you will bring me one hundred and sixty beautiful little boys.

And in the end, let this evil slave ship get its due end and sink in the wrath of Meritelli. You have two months."

That is a complete set of movement methods, fighting ideas, and timing for dozens of sets of swordsmanship!

The dizziness in his head was like Mentos in a Coke bottle, making the witcher's footsteps falter in an instant.

"This handsome guy is so handsome!"

The hair on the head grows very fast, and the original hairstyle has been covered up by the length.

After the biological intelligence brain finished speaking, he ignored Lan En who was pouting and went back to work.

The demon hunter pinched the bridge of his nose with his hand and exhaled a breath of foul breath.

Damn it, even the "British butler conversation style" I set up can't be maintained, isn't it a bit cool!

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