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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 on his hands and put down the miniature model.

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

“And now, are you going to ask I said that just because of one dirty mutated bastard, eighty children turned into a quarter."

Ubank did not raise his head.

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

Don't ask for forgiveness, but show value.

The Sun Cult is the state religion of the Nilfgaardian Empire in the south.

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

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

“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 are also weak under fear and humiliation. Although many children have also died, But as long as you dig through the farmers' rice vats and grab them under the floor, you can always get them together."

"How do you build a team?"

Handsome Zhong. The young man said casually.

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

If Urbank dared to say "please allocate some of your men", he could lie down in the flower garden of the manor today.

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

“I am a Skellige, and I can raise a group of Skellige warriors on the sea. We are all pirate veterans, and people who believe in my hometown are more trustworthy than outsiders, so as long as I let out the news and say that there is If you work hard, you can attract at least a dozen people."

"But although Skellige's warriors kill without hesitation, most of them have a sense of honor. How can you make them steal children and become pirates? Sometimes, when they encounter a slave ship, they will fight regardless of the cost. To be honest, I think if you work in front of them, they will chop you with an ax first."

The middle-aged man was very interested. rhetorical question.

“There won’t be only Skelliges on the pirate ship. When we open up the situation, I will arrange a mead banquet that Skelliges love most. Pirates’ banquets always involve death. And the warriors are always the first to die."

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

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

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

After applauding, the middle-aged man nodded.

“I will give you a long ship that can be used for fighting, as well as a ship full of supplies, and a ship that will sink until you can hold it.Immovable silver. And you are going to bring me one hundred and sixty beautiful little boys. And in the end, let this evil slave ship get the ending it deserves, sinking in Melitelli's wrath. You have two months. "

"I will obey your instructions. ”

Ubank bent down and bowed, and the stiff archipelago man’s lumbar spine gave him a beautiful arc.

The moment before exiting the study, the strong man suddenly Thinking of something, I mentioned it to my boss.

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

Ubank reminded cautiously and respectfully.

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

The middle-aged man has picked up the carriage model again and waved his hand impatiently.

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

Ubank looked at the two full-body plate armor warriors at the corner of the corridor outside the door. He just shrugged and turned around to leave.

Lan En was now on a barge.

It was a bit embarrassing, but he had been riding with Aria for a day and a half. Only then did he find a map of Temeria at the bottom of the bag Aretuza prepared for him.

Then he learned that from his current location he had to go to the capital, Vizima, by boat rather than horseback. It was much more time-consuming.

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

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

Temeria is the most powerful country in the north. Under the leadership of Foltest, it is almost as powerful as Redania. No difference.

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

So when paying the shipping fee, Lan En even had to share it from his wallet. Take out a few gold coins and ask the conductor to use small scissors to cut off the corners of the gold coins to prevent the coins from becoming too valuable.

Medieval-level commerce does not mean just throwing a few gold coins on the table. .

The purity of the gold coins and the completeness of the corners

These require professional accountants to identify them on the spot, and even put them on a scale.

Lan Enfu. He held up his hood, as the past few days seemed to be due to the continued effects of the gene seeds.

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

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

Now, half of the hair hanging down to his neck has become shiny.

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

The degree of adjustment is so slight.Alia and Lan En, who had been getting along day and night, couldn't feel it themselves.

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

"This handsome guy is really good-looking."

The gene seed seems to have brought a bit of delicate femininity to the facial features.

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

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.

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

The hull is located in the middle of the water, shrouded in thick fog. The bow of the barge parted the lilies of the water.

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

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

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

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

The dizziness of the mind is like putting Mentos in a Coke bottle, making the devil hunter's footsteps A moment of softness.

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

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

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

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

"This kind of memory that emerges spontaneously, tell me how many times the interception algorithm you developed has worked."

The knowledge in the memory is great, very good, but Lan En can I don’t want to overload my brain during the sword fight with the enemy

But Mentos also has something to say

“Ten thousand years of memory, ten thousand years, you know what’s inside Is it too messy?"

"I am now a primary school student learning the computing power of computers. If you ask me to knock on the interception algorithm, can I knock it on? I don’t have that ability, you know?"

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

"Anyway, the memory backlash will definitely last for a few days, so you can bear it."

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

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

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