In the private room of the "The Spear Cave" pub.
The girl with freckles on her face wiped the flat tabletop with a cloth and showed an innocent smile.
"We..." Three Jackdaws looked at the clean ceiling with not even a spider web in the corner. After a while, he continued, "Let's have some... beer first, uh, a bucket. If you want to go with beer... do you have any recommendations, dear?"
"Grilled fish?" the waitress suggested hesitantly.
Borch blinked. "Very good, then let's get grilled fish for four people, and soup. Are there mussels, small fish, and messy offal floating in it?"
The waiter girl thought for a while, "Seafood soup?"
Borch snapped his fingers and ordered a lot of them in one breath.
"Yes. Roast lamb with eggs and onions. Sixty crayfish. Sprinkle as much fennel as you want in the pan. Then goat cheese and salad. And then... we'll talk about it then."
The face of the clerk girl was filled with a joyful smile.
This is a big customer.
"Would you like to be of service to me? One for each of you, four of you?"
The tall girl Zerrikania shook her head and patted her belly through her linen shirt.
"I forgot." Borch winked at Lynn, "Girls should pay attention to their figure. Miss! The lamb is only for two people. Beer and grilled fish should be served quickly, and the others can be served later to avoid getting cold. We are not here to eat and drink, but to chat happily."
"I understand, Your Excellency." The girl bowed awkwardly like other people she had seen.
"You behaved well, my dear, and I enjoyed your service. Give me your hand, my beauty."
The jingling gold coin fell into the girl's hand.
"This is not meal money," Borch emphasized, "It's just a tip. Don't tell your boss, you deserve it."
Lynn watched the back of the clerk girl as she left excitedly.
When there were only four of them left in the private room, Lynn spoke.
"There are very few nobles like you, unless they are really in a good mood."
"Have you met many nobles? What are they like?"
Lynn thought for a moment and then said.
"Basically, they don't even look at ordinary people, as if they look at them too much, their eyes will rot;"
"Under normal circumstances, they will not speak to the common people, but will let their stewards or people of similar status speak on their behalf, as if there is a sadly thick barrier between them..."
Borch looked at him leisurely. "Well, is there anything else?"
The Zerrikania girls sitting on either side of the table, one on the left and one on the right, stared at the witcher as if they were looking at rare creatures.
At the same time, they communicated in Zerrikania in a low voice, and from time to time they laughed like silver bells.
"Most nobles will not mingle with the common people like you did just now. In fact, except for the congressmen who made all kinds of promises in advance to win votes, and then just went crazy to make money and threw all the promises behind them, I have never seen a high-ranking person who is kind to the common people."
The waiter girl brought four drinks to everyone.
Borch smiled and nodded at her.
Then he turned to the witcher.
"Your knowledge of politics amazes me. I never thought a witcher could be as knowledgeable as a scholar?"
Lynn said very modestly, "I'm very ashamed. I only know a little bit of trivial knowledge."
Borch picked up the drink brought by the girl in the store and took a sip.
"If you don't mind, Sir Lynn, I would like to ask you a question."
Lynn nodded and said, "Of course I don't mind, please tell me, Your Excellency Borch."
"If I'm not mistaken, the basic job content of a witcher is that if someone pays you, you will kill whoever you are asked to kill?"
"We are not assassins, Your Excellency Borch, and we do not accept commissions for assassinations."
"Sorry, I didn't express it accurately enough. I mean, you will hunt monsters in exchange for rewards. Any monster will make no difference to you?"
"This is not strict, I am only a monster that kills people."
Borch was stunned. "What did you say?"
Lynn took a sip of the drink and spoke slowly.
"Hunting monsters is a witcher's duty, and it is also the original purpose for which witchers were created."
"But one of my friends, unlike other demon hunters, the teacher who taught us once said this:"
"Witchers should only kill monsters that harm people."
Borch immediately stood in awe. "Can I be lucky enough to know the name of that old man and your other friend?"
There's nothing to hide.
"My teacher is Vesemir. As for my friend who has the same principles as me, his name is Geralt of Rivia."
Borch secretly wrote down these two names.
He then said.
"So what if someone asked you to go to a specific place, such as to perform a special task. What would you do?"
Lynn considered. "I will first ask clearly, where is this specific place, what is this special task? And, how much is the reward?"
"Well, it's a very cautious habit. Let me put it more carefully. What if someone hires you for a high price to deal with a dragon? Not a dragon-like creature like a flying lizard or Basilisk, but a real dragon! And for a high price!"
At the end of the sentence, Borch made exaggerated gestures.
"It depends on the situation. Your Excellency Three Jackdaws, real dragons are undoubtedly not comparable to dragon-like creatures. In fact, some scholars believe that the term dragon-like creatures is not accurate because they are too far behind real dragons."
"Going back to our previous topic, in Kaer Morhen's book collection, it was mentioned that real dragons are no different from us, humans, elves, dwarves, dwarves and other intelligent creatures. They may even be smarter than us."
"Therefore, if the other party is a dragon that is willing to communicate, then not only will I not accept the commission to conquer it, I will also inform it of the news in advance before the Dragon Slaying Team finds it, so that it can leave quickly to avoid conflict between it and the Dragon Slaying Team."
"But if the other party is an evil dragon that attacks the village and kills the weak, then I will be happy to accept this commission and eliminate harm for the people."
The steaming hot food brought by the waiter girl covered Borch's shocked expression.
The aroma of food attracted the attention of four people.
Next, no one spoke.
Instead, they enjoy delicious food.
It wasn't until the lamb and grilled fish on the table turned into a pile of bones and fish bones that Borch sucked his fingers and said.
"You really surprised me, Your Excellency Lynn." Three Jackdaws raised his glass, "Just what you just said is worthy of a toast."
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