Chapter 1005 987 Xia Ni

Chapter 1005 987. Shani

The group of people walked towards the village outside the city of Novigrad.

It seems to be because Kalkistan's alchemy always involves dangerous phenomena such as explosions and combustion, and it has a good reputation.

Therefore, the temple guards of Novigrad did not even allow him to enter the city, but could only rent a house in the village outside the city.

"It is precisely because of this that his weirdo is willing to bring out a student who has not studied for a few days."

Dandelion led the way while complaining about this master alchemist.

"I've seen people who are obsessed with research, and I've seen quite a lot of them in Oxenford. But it's really rare for someone like him to be able to boss a little girl around without the slightest bit of embarrassment."

"little girl?"

Geralt clapped his hands behind Dandelion and asked doubtfully.

He had just finished the smoked fish sandwich in his hand, and there were dry crumbs in his hand.

"Shani must be fifteen or sixteen years old. I haven't asked carefully. In my opinion, she's not too old. New research from Oxenford University shows that human adulthood is best set at eighteen."

Dandelion said without paying much attention.

"But don't look at it. She is a new student of Oxenford. She is ambitious, I can feel it."

"It's not that she wants to be an official or anything, but she is academically or medically ambitious. Can you understand?"

"Then you should use your words more accurately, great poet." Lan En complained from behind, "That's called careerism."

Compared to the three men who were really running to do errands, Triss was now just like a girl going shopping, following Lan En's footsteps lively.

The flannel ball also wore a well-fitting hooded cloak. When he draped it around his body, others would probably think he was a dwarf.

"That's it anyway."

Dandelion waved his hand without looking back.

If you are not a career-minded student, it is unlikely that you will meet a certain master when you first enter school and seize the opportunity to study with him.

For ordinary students, just adapting to the new campus is enough. It is rare for students to have such a strong purpose.

Oxenfurt is not far from Novigrad and is another important city in Redania.

But its importance lies not in the city itself, but in its namesake college, Ossenfurt University.

The most famous institution of higher learning in the entire north.

Although Aretuza and Ban Ad are both warlock academies, the entire warlock community has been immersed in the atmosphere of fighting for power for too long, and even the academy has this tone.

So when it comes to social contribution and theoretical research, a group of people who have mastered magic is not as famous as a university composed of ordinary people.

For example, the seminar on fire fortune tellers and earth fortune tellers that Kalkstein attended was organized by Oxenfurt University.

There are few such research meetings in Arethusa and Ben Ad. In their eyes, if you don't have the ability to cast spells, you are not qualified to talk about alchemy or anything else.

Lan En has always felt sorry for this. It seems that magic has no ability to improve the intelligence of fools.

Walking out of the city gate and across the tributary of the Pontal River that has become eutrophic due to urban wastewater, the ground paved with stone bricks, although messy, disappeared and turned into natural loess.

In the village outside the city, on the side near Novigrad, houses can barely be built with bricks and white ash. But the farther away from the city, the more primitive the houses become.

It eventually became an all-wooden structure with low wooden walls and a roof made of straw.

Lan En walked past those sturdy buildings. He guessed that these large houses should be warehouses invested and built outside the city by merchants in Novigrad in order to avoid the high warehouse management costs in the city.

Although transportation troubles and safety issues outside the city are greater than in the city, and you have to pay for the construction of a house yourself, there is no doubt that it is more profitable than renting a warehouse in the city.

The villages outside the city are also quite lively, at least much more lively than the sporadic villages built along the wilderness roads.

A big city like Novigrad cannot function without the material support from the surrounding villages.

Therefore, in this village there are not only common farmers and hunters, but also full-time washerwomen, leatherworkers, even barbers, tailors and other professions.

It can be regarded as a semi-commercial and semi-agricultural 'advanced' structure attached to the city.

Dandelion seemed to have some quarrel or entanglement with the washerwoman in the village, and he deliberately bypassed that area when leading the way.

During the many twists and turns on the well-trampled loess road, Triss kicked away two chickens that were blocking the road, while Flannel Ball and Geralt almost stepped on a pile of donkey dung.

Finally, arriving at the edge of the village, Dandelion tilted his head to signal to everyone, and then walked towards the house with wooden walls and a straw roof.

The poet raised his knuckles and knocked on it.

But as soon as his knuckles touched the thin wooden door twice, an angry and vigilant voice came from inside.

A girl's voice had a melodious tone, but seemed a bit dull behind the wooden door.

"Don't bother us! Leave! We don't owe you any money! Let's talk about it first. Now there is a 'gift' prepared by the alchemy master at the door. If you hyenas dare to touch that door again, give it a try. !”

"Wow~"

"Hey~"

Geralt and Lann, one exclaimed and the other whistled.

Everyone is watching the excitement and it is not a big deal.

But Dandelion froze at the door. Apparently, the 'gift from the alchemist master' mentioned by the voice in the door made him feel guilty.

The hand that was frozen in the air dared not knock any more. Dandelion could only clear his throat and speak carefully.

"Xia, Xia Ni! Don't scare me. It's me, Dandelion."

The person inside the door obviously recognized that it was indeed the poet's voice.

After a brief silence, the thin wooden door opened with a "clatter".

The movement startled Dandelion. It really made him jump back.

"No! What? You opened the door so roughly? Aren't you afraid of what's behind the door?"

Dandelion held his head in fear, but after waiting for a while and finding that nothing happened, he stammered to the person inside the door.

"Don't be silly, 'senior'." The female voice inside the door responded to him, but her tone was teasing and mocking. "There is no 'gift'. What else can I do if I don't say so? Let the debt collectors kick open this leaky door?"

"I think you are too scared of Master Kalkstein?"

"Nonsense!" Dandelion, who knew it was a false alarm, suddenly became bolder and refuted righteously. "The great poet has seen more storms than the drama you have seen!"

"That's a pity. I have no interest in drama. I have only seen three or four of them."

Dandelion, who has always been eloquent and even makes a living from it, opened his mouth rarely, but couldn't say anything else.

He turned aside and made way for the door to the people behind him in a gesture of introduction.

At this time, Lan En and the others saw what the girl who had embarrassed Dandelion looked like.

She had a neat short red hair, which was a little lighter than Beatrice, but it was also enough to show her vitality.

She was slender and tall, wearing a grass-green vest. She was not the type of plump and mature, but still very beautiful.

Moreover, her figure matched her face, revealing the intellectuality and slenderness of a scholar.

"What's this?"

Xia Ni stood against the door frame, and it seemed that she had no intention of inviting everyone to enter the house directly.

Her eyes glanced at Dandelion.

"You messed up your matchmaking business, and now you want to make trouble?"

"Hey, you know I'm not that kind of person!"

Dandelion said unhappily.

Xia Ni smiled at this, and then opened the door.

Lan En chuckled as he passed Dandelion: "Senior?"

The old face of the poet suddenly turned red.

Obviously, more than half of his good relationship with Xia Ni was due to the fact that the two of them could bicker with each other and it was difficult to tell who was the winner.

Dandelion looked out of tune, but in fact he had a degree in seven liberal arts from Oxenford University, and his logic and thinking ability were quite good.

Just being able to bicker with him was something that only a few educated people in the world could do.

To be so fierce in bickering, one must have a smart brain.

The wooden house was not big, so it seemed even smaller when everyone walked in.

Lan En even had to lower his head and bend over to enter the door.

However, the wooden house was very different from ordinary village houses.

It was filled with the smell of mixed herbs and alchemy materials, and some sturdy and durable alchemy utensils were placed crampedly.

For example, metal condensers and so on.

A large pile of various instruments were piled in a corner of the room, and a man who didn't care much about the outside world from beginning to end squatted on the ground facing the pile of instruments.

After hearing that many people came in, he just waved his hand without turning his head.

Indicated to Xia Ni to handle it herself.

There were only two rooms in this wooden house, one of which was occupied by a pile of instruments, and the other was just two beds made of wooden boards and straw on the ground, covered with two sheets.

It was hard to imagine that a female college student and an alchemy master lived in such a place.

This environment was basically the level of villagers in the wild, and it was not good in this village.

However, Shani was not shy about it, nor did she feel embarrassed.

"If you don't mind, please sit down."

She extended her hand to the crowd and pointed to the two beds.

"Please understand that although Master Kalkstein still has a lot of money, it is better not to take out this little money in the current situation."

"After all, I can't control anything, and it's better not to improve my living conditions now."

After saying that, her eyes under her short red bangs scanned the people with interest.

"Dandelion, you haven't introduced me yet. Are they really debt collectors?"

"What are you talking about?" The poet curled his lips, but still stood up and introduced the two parties to each other as a middleman.

"These two are demon hunters, hunters who specialize in hunting monsters. This is Triss Merigold of Maribor, a royal advisor to Temeria and a famous sorceress."

"Look at this scene, tell me which debt collector can invite this group of people?"