The Witcher: Make the Witcher Great Again
Author: Chaos_God
Chapter 78: No One Gets Sick Riding a Portal
Chapter 78: No One Gets Sick Riding a Portal
Thinking of this, Triss gave up the idea of haggling with Lynn.
She nodded and said,
"As you wish, four hundred crowns it is, deal. I know your rules, half paid upfront, and the remaining half paid upon completion of the contract."
She picked up an exquisitely crafted ladies' handbag and gently brushed her fingers across it.
The next moment.
Shiny gold coins rained down on the table with a clinking sound, like water vapor spewing from a whale.
Seeing the witcher staring intently at the ladies' handbag in her hand, Triss smiled charmingly.
"It seems you've already noticed. Although this handbag itself is made of extremely rare materials, what's even more precious is the enchantment placed upon it."
"High-level magic – the Extension Charm, can make the interior space far larger than it appears on the surface."
If there was anything whose importance was second only to weapons, it would undoubtedly be a bag with an Extension Charm.
Especially for witchers, because they needed to prepare a large number of alchemical materials in advance, they basically had to prepare a separate bag just for storing sword oils, potions, and alchemical bomb ingredients.
Then, the dried food, drinking water, and other essential tools for survival in the wild had to be placed in several other bags.
That's why Nidhogg's back was always packed full.
But if they could have a magic bag like this, it would be so much more convenient.
"Madam, how much does it cost to have a sorcerer cast a permanent Extension Charm?"
Lynn asked himself. Even if he wasn't a rich man now, he was much better off than most impoverished witchers.
Casting a spell once, even a high-level one, he should be able to afford it, right?
"The Extension Charm isn't something just any sorcerer can cast... Oh, what am I saying? Sorry, did I bore you?"
Triss stopped her original intention to ramble on.
She had just started when she realized.
She wasn't at Aretuza Academy now, nor was she in the Temerian court discussing magic with Keira Metz.
Although witchers could cast signs, those were just parlor tricks in the eyes of sorcerers, something that couldn't be taken seriously.
How could he possibly understand what she was talking about?
"No, Madam, if possible, I'd like to hear more."
Thinking of this, Triss gave up the idea of haggling with Lynn.
She nodded and said,
"As you wish, four hundred crowns it is, deal. I know your rules, half paid upfront, and the remaining half paid upon completion of the contract."
She picked up an exquisitely crafted ladies' handbag and gently brushed her fingers across it.
The next moment.
Shiny gold coins rained down on the table with a clinking sound, like water vapor spewing from a whale.
Seeing the witcher staring intently at the ladies' handbag in her hand, Triss smiled charmingly.
"It seems you've already noticed. Although this handbag itself is made of extremely rare materials, what's even more precious is the enchantment placed upon it."
"High-level magic – the Extension Charm, can make the interior space far larger than it appears on the surface."
If there was anything whose importance was second only to weapons, it would undoubtedly be a bag with an Extension Charm.
Especially for witchers, because they needed to prepare a large number of alchemical materials in advance, they basically had to prepare a separate bag just for storing sword oils, potions, and alchemical bomb ingredients.
Then, the dried food, drinking water, and other essential tools for survival in the wild had to be placed in several other bags.
That's why Nidhogg's back was always packed full.
But if they could have a magic bag like this, it would be so much more convenient.
"Madam, how much does it cost to have a sorcerer cast a permanent Extension Charm?"
Lynn asked himself. Even if he wasn't a rich man now, he was much better off than most impoverished witchers.
Casting a spell once, even a high-level one, he should be able to afford it, right?
"The Extension Charm isn't something just any sorcerer can cast... Oh, what am I saying? Sorry, did I bore you?"
Triss stopped her original intention to ramble on.
She had just started when she realized.
She wasn't at Aretuza Academy now, nor was she in the Temerian court discussing magic with Keira Metz.
Although witchers could cast signs, those were just parlor tricks in the eyes of sorcerers, something that couldn't be taken seriously.
How could he possibly understand what she was talking about?
"No, Madam, if possible, I'd like to hear more."