Bear School Astartes Chapter 84. First-class businessman

Chapter 84: 84. First-class businessman

Just like returning to his own ho, Gant Odim entered the room with great composure and found a seat.

Lann soon sat opposite him.

"Let

be clear," the Demon Hunter pointed behind him to the little girl gobbling down food and raised an eyebrow to question Gant Odim.

"Is it okay for her to eat like that?"

"Of course, of course. I would never be rough with a noble young lady."

Sitting together with a "being" capable of altering reality, at least within a certain scope, yet nonchalantly starting by discussing his attendant.

For so reason, Lann’s behavior made the bald man, Gant Odim, even happier.

"That’s good." Lann leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees while seated.

"Let the child eat by herself first, and let’s talk about why you sought

out?"

Those cat-like eyes unabashedly locked with the deep black eyes of the other.

After a mont of silence, Gant Odim continued to smile, remaining silent.

anwhile, Lann seed to confirm sothing during this silence.

"Alright, then I understand."

The Demon Hunter gently touched the tender new skin on his chest.

"You ca for this? But why only after I installed it? I wandered the wilderness of Velen with the genetic seed for at least several months; for sothing like you, ’unable to find’ shouldn’t be an issue, right?"

"What’s that? Does extracting this from the slippery chest cavity of a living being give you more thrill than from a bottle?"

As if he wasn’t discussing a piece of at inside his body, Lann asked the other with interest.

"No, no, no!"

Gant Odim hurriedly denied, looking like a pedophile desperately proving his innocence.

"You can’t lump

with those tasteless, thrill-seeking guys! I’m a legitimate businessman!"

"And besides, what’s the point of a lump in a bottle unable to move? It needs to be attached to soone, it needs to be active! That’s where the fun is!"

Lann nodded understandingly.

"Business... Got it. Seems like you want to earn sothing from ."

"But again, with your ’talents,’ why bother with trade?"

Even modifying reality in scope, being king of the world should be easy, right?

The other understood the implied aning effortlessly.

Gant Odim clapped his hands on the seat, bending over with laughter.

"Oh my, my friend. You think I haven’t done that before? You think I’ve done it several tis?"

"Tedious! Doing such things too often is surely tedious!"

"So, even though I discovered the remarkable thing on you the first day you arrived here, even though I realize you yourself are extraordinary, I would never step in."

"I now prefer to let things take their course and wait at the ’inevitable’ end... Only then, when you see the look on those guys’ faces when they see

last, will you understand how delightful that is."

"Simply put..." Lann lifted his eyebrows, "You like to play?"

"Wouldn’t you say?" The bald man laughed and spread his hands in response.

"In this room now, there are three beings from outside the world, how interesting."

"But truthfully, are there few otherworldly beings brought about by the Conjunction of the Spheres? It’s not rare, even things like water ghosts and monsters are extraterrestrial beings."

"The truly interesting one is you, Lann."

The Demon Hunter said nothing, just watched the other.

"You know?" Gant Odim suddenly asked. "Earlier, if you had hesitated even half a second while severing your heart’s blood vessels, what would happen?"

"I’m not you, I don’t know what hasn’t happened yet."

Lann responded calmly.

"Haha, but that’s the crux of the issue!" Gant Odim repeated again.

"That’s the crux of the issue!"

He stared at Lann like a biology professor observing a talking rock.

"You’re not a being like , yet you decisively cut where hesitation was expected!"

The other’s finger lightly tapped on the skin of Lann’s chest.

"I have to admit, it’s a very exquisite creation, but it shouldn’t have started letting you escape my sight before it even connected to you!"

"And now, the first deal we were supposed to make together went bust before it began."

At so unknown ti, Gant Odim had slung a shoulder bag over his shoulder.

He regretfully pulled out a scroll of parchnt from the bag, which burned spontaneously in a wave.

In the gaps through the flas, Lann could vaguely make out so details with his Demon Hunter’s eyes.

"...Endless Blood...