Chapter 166

Unlike what Wayne imagined, Vivian took a bite, just like being bitten by a little cat; the fingertip felt a trace of stinging pain, and then a few drops of fresh blood flowed out, which was swallowed into the stomach by this palm-sized little beauty with an enjoyable look.

She stretched out her little tongue and licked the wound on Wayne's a few times; unexpectedly, the wound that oozed fresh blood healed immediately.

Vivian's face was flushed, fanning the little wings behind her back, like a drunkard, somewhat swaying and flying in front of Wayne, kissing him on the face with a 'baji', and said with a smile:

"The contract is completed, Mr. Wayne, you have officially become a silver-level customer of Wealth Bank."

"Your credit limit has also been increased to one hundred and fifty thousand orens; how much do you want to borrow this time?"

Wayne wiped the saliva rubbed by Vivian on his face, then stretched out his palm, let this palm-sized little beauty sit on his palm and talk to him, and then said: "Let's borrow thirty thousand orens first; is the annual interest rate ten percent?"

Vivian sat on Wayne's palm with her legs sideways, pointed lightly in front of her with her finger, and a light curtain with small constantly jumping numbers appeared in front of her.

After a few seconds, the palm-sized little beauty said to Wayne with a proud tone:

"Mr. Wayne, I have used the permission to lower your interest by one percentage point; this is my maximum permission, you only need to repay nine percent interest every year now."

Wayne nodded in appreciation, somewhat surprised; to be honest, for loans, even an annualized interest rate of ten percent is considered low interest. In the dwarf bank in Wyzima, their interest is generally two to three times this number, and collateral is needed, and not everyone can borrow a huge sum of money.

Vivian being able to help him lower the interest by one percentage point is equivalent to helping him save hundreds of orens a year, which is already a not small discount.

As a return for the favor, Wayne is not a stingy person; he took out a small money bag from his waist bag, which contained about sixty or seventy orens, and he was too lazy to count it carefully, placed it directly on his palm, and put it in front of Vivian; what this means is self-evident.

Seeing this, Vivian immediately became excited; as a wealth elf, there is no one who doesn't like gold, because in most worlds, this is a symbol of wealth.

"Wow! Thank you, Mr. Wayne, you are really too generous."

The little beauty moved her butt, hugged the money bag, full of intoxication and happiness; Wayne even felt a trace of icy water stains flowing from Vivian's skirt into his palm.

Feeling this trace of icy coldness, he suddenly felt the blue veins on his forehead about to bulge; this guy not only went vacuum but also got wet, which is simply too unparticular.

He threw Vivian and the money bag onto the table with some disgust, and then pointed to the black money bag on the table and said:

"You go back quickly, come find me when I withdraw money; soon others will enter this room, you cannot be exposed in front of them!"

Vivian also realized her gaffe, hugged the money bag full of gold coins somewhat shyly, her face flushed, and said to Wayne:

"Then I will say goodbye first, Mr. Wayne, it is an honor to serve you, Vivian is waiting for your summons at any time."

After finishing, the palm-sized little beauty drilled into the black money bag on the table with the money bag.

After Vivian left completely, Wayne breathed a sigh of relief, put down the worry in his heart, and then tied the black money bag back to his belt.

Before when signing the contract with Vivian, his mood was very uneasy, fearing that if he was not careful, he would step on some trap and encounter some trouble.

Fortunately, the system is still reliable; although the rewarded things are a bit strange, they did not pit him; this money bag and Vivian are worthy of being items opened from the master-level treasure chest, and they are indeed powerful and can be considered exotic treasures.

Now with a loan of thirty thousand orens, presumably, this time he will definitely be able to buy all the books he wants from Margarita. However, there is one more point to note: the amount of this money is quite huge, even if some wealthy noble families may not be able to take it out; he must make up a reasonable excuse for this money.

Otherwise, with the wisdom of these sorceresses, even if they don't say it on the surface, they will definitely be suspicious in their hearts.

Fortunately, it is still early now; Triss and Keira will stay in the academy for about three days; at least before leaving, he still has enough time to consider this excuse.

Looking at the sky, Wayne found that it was not early, and it was time to cook dinner; he walked out of the room, found the servant in the round tower, and under the guidance of this servant, went to the storage room where food was stored, and took various ingredients and some cooking tools from it.

After returning to the room, he immediately began to devote himself to the cooking of dinner; for Wayne, being able to win the favor of these three sorceresses was the key factor for the success of this trip, and there was no room for carelessness.

When Margarita, Triss, and Keira, the three sorceresses, returned to the residence where Wayne was, he had already completed more than a dozen dishes, mostly based on desserts that ladies like more.

And these exquisitely styled, incomparably delicious foods immediately made the three sorceresses devote themselves to the enjoyment of food.

While praising Wayne's cooking, they kept adding various delicacies to their plates with both hands, and even couldn't care about the ladies' control over weight loss and their lady image.

That night, Margarita left Triss's residence satisfied, and patted her plump chest to indicate that she would use her principal's permission to give Wayne a 20% discount, allowing him to buy some books at a relatively low price.

As for some more secret knowledge that Wayne needed, after Margarita discussed with some management in the academy, out of taking care of the face of the two outstanding sorceresses, Wayne could list a list of knowledge needed and hand it to Margarita for review; she would select ten to twenty books according to Wayne's needs and sell them to him.

Of course, if it is some top-secret knowledge, or some forbidden arts, necromancy, and other magic knowledge strictly prohibited by the Sorcerers Brotherhood, they will definitely not sell them to outsiders.

But even so, getting such a result made Wayne very happy, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: it is still easy to do things with people in the court; fortunately, there is the face of Triss and Keira, and the status bonus of the royal advisor of the powerful northern kingdom of Temeria, otherwise, as one of the largest magic academies, they would definitely not agree to the request of an ordinary witcher.

But what made Wayne feel strange was that after Margarita left, Keira was full of drunkenness, looking at Wayne with playful eyes, and had no intention of leaving this room at all, and Triss, the owner of the room, did not raise any objection, but her face was somewhat flushed.

Since that was the case, the three of them played adult games in the luxurious room for another night, successfully spending a happy night.

But this was just a small matter, and in the next few days, Wayne completely fell into thirsty study; with the help of the female student Amia, he began to collect knowledge useful to him in the library on a large scale.

Not only knowledge about witchers, as a source, he also needs to learn a lot of magic knowledge; although there is Triss as his magic teacher, as a caster, knowledge reserve is a very important part of their personal strength.

And on the day when the two sorceresses finished their lectures and the three were about to leave, the number of books Wayne was going to buy reached an astonishing one thousand.

Regarding this, not only Margarita was very surprised, but even Triss and Keira looked at Wayne with strange eyes.

Because in their impression, Wayne did not look like such a person who studied hard, but rather like a talented player who relied on his outstanding talent and liked to enjoy himself.

Regarding this, Wayne's explanation was that he needed to build a private library of his own; as a witcher with a long life, learning knowledge is also one of the important pastimes for them to spend their long lives.

As for the source of gold coins, he could only say that it was the savings borrowed from his witcher brothers, which would be repaid slowly in the future.

As for why other witchers who were poor and destitute would have so many savings, Wayne did not explain, just treating it as an interesting secret.

(End of this chapter)