Chapter 134: Make More Friends
The VIP room of Vivaldi Bank.
"Master Lynn!"
Kassia's eyes were red-rimmed, like an abandoned puppy. As soon as she saw Lynn, she ran over to him.
Vimme let out a good-natured laugh: "Master, in the days you've been gone, this little one has been talking about how you haven't returned yet every day."
"If you hadn't come back, I reckon she'd have gone looking for you."
"I'm sorry."
At that time, he only thought that the journey from Novigrad to Kaer Morhen was long and too difficult for a child.
But he hadn't considered Kassia's feelings.
It was his oversight.
"This year, let's go back together this winter."
Kassia's eyes lit up: "Really, Master Lynn?"
Lynn gave her a gentle smile.
"Of course it's true. Alright, go play outside for a bit. Master Vimme and I have some things to discuss. After we're done, I'll take you home."
"Okay!"
Kassia nodded emphatically.
Then she left obediently.
Vimme crossed his arms and sighed: "Such an obedient child, it breaks your heart."
"Indeed, Master Vimme, thank you for taking care of her during this time."
Lynn took out a money pouch from his enchanted pouch and handed it to Vimme.
"Hehe, it's nothing, Master, you're too kind."
Despite saying that, the dwarven banker accepted the money pouch without hesitation.
That was his nature; why refuse money that came his way?
But even so, Vimme Vivaldi's character and reputation were among the best in Novigrad.
Because he was the type to get things done once he received payment.
That was much better than those bastards who took the money but did nothing.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to ask if Yarpen and Zoltan are doing well? Did they live up to your expectations?"
"Of course, they are both very reliable dwarven brothers, talented in every way, and pleasant to talk to. I quite like them."
"Hahaha, that's good, that's good."
The two chatted for a few more moments before getting down to business.
"Master Vimme, actually, there are two things I need your help with besides taking Kassia back."
"The first is that I plan to buy the villa you rented to Madam Triss."
"Oh?"
Vimme's eyes lit up.
No one knew what the dwarven banker was thinking.
"Master, to be honest, I won't take advantage of you. When I bought it from someone else, it was much cheaper than other houses in the same area with the same living space because it was haunted."
"But even so, it's a house in the upper city, the price..."
Lynn knew what the other was worried about.
He was just a witcher.
And witchers were generally impoverished.
Even some mercenary captains who were doing quite well might not have the money to own a villa in the upper city of Novigrad, let alone a witcher.
After all, this was Novigrad, where land was worth its weight in gold.
Lynn wasn't angry that the other looked down on him: "Well, you can give me a price first." So Vimme quoted a number.
Actually, during the time he had lived in Novigrad before, Lynn had also learned a bit about the housing prices in various districts of Novigrad.
Therefore, he also knew that the price Vimme quoted was indeed not taking advantage of him.
It was indeed a bit lower than the market price.
"No problem, I can pay you the full amount now."
Lynn waved his hand.
From the enchanted pouch, he took out the shiny elven coins and placed them on the table in the VIP room, forming a small mountain.
Vimme's eyes went wide.
"Although these are all elven coins, their gold content is no lower than Novigrad crowns. In fact, if sold to collectors who love elven culture, their value is only higher, not lower."
"But I'll let you have this bargain, Master Vimme, for the sake of our friendship."
Even Vimme, the incredibly wealthy dwarven banker, was stunned for quite a while before he came back to his senses.
He picked up one of the elven coins and bit it hard.
Confirming that it was indeed genuine gold, he then accepted all the elven coins.
And adopted an even more respectful attitude.
"I understand, Master. I'll arrange all the procedures and documents later. No need to trouble you, I'll take care of everything."
"Also, since Master has given me such a big bargain, I can't let Master suffer a loss."
"How about this, Master? When you're not in Novigrad, I'll send people to guard your house."
"After all, even the upper city isn't 100% safe. It wouldn't be good if some bastards found out that only Kassia, a child, is at home when you're away."
"So..." Vimme patted his chest loudly.
"Leave the safety of your house and Kassia to me. I'll protect them. And, for the sake of our friendship, you don't need to pay a single crown. I'll do this favor for a friend for free."
Lynn nodded.
"Then I'm very grateful."
"Oh, Master, I should be the one thanking you. You've really given me a great bargain, hehe."
Vimme scratched his head: "By the way, didn't you say there was one more thing you needed my help with? What is it? As long as I can help, I'll definitely do it for you."
Lynn picked up the tea that had been sitting on the table for a while and was no longer steaming, and took a sip.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "I plan to open a blacksmith shop in the lower city, so I need you to help me find a suitable storefront."
"A blacksmith shop? Master, you know how to do that?" Vimme's eyes widened, then he slapped the back of his head as if he had just remembered something.
"Master, please forget the question I just asked. I didn't mean to pry into your privacy."
"The lower city, right? Hmm, okay, I'll help you take a look later. Although I'm not in the real estate business, I have friends who are."
"But since we're on this topic, Master," the dwarven banker put on a standard businessman's expression, rubbed his hands, and asked, "I wonder if you've already chosen a channel for purchasing raw materials?"
Lynn looked at him and asked, "Do you have any here?"
Vimme smiled: "Hehe, of course, I have all the raw materials a blacksmith shop needs here, and I can even give them to you at a price that's 10% lower than other suppliers."
Lynn thought for a moment.
"As long as the quality is guaranteed."
The dwarven banker jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"Look at what you're saying! I, Vimme Vivaldi, am just a bit greedy and stingy, but I wouldn't do something stupid like shortchanging or passing off inferior goods to ruin my own reputation."
He held out his hand: "Then it's a pleasant cooperation, Master?"
"Pleasant cooperation."
The witcher also reached out and shook his hand firmly.
(End of this chapter)
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