Chapter 281

Geralt saw everything in Maisie's performance, and couldn't help but feel a trace of admiration in his heart for this woman's trade-offs and decisiveness.

Very good, he likes this kind of clever and motivated subordinate who doesn't try to be too smart.

He stood up and took a bottle of high-end red wine from the wine cabinet, poured a glass for himself and the little beauty cat, and then said calmly: "What you need to do is not just this little bit. I have a bigger plan that requires more mercenaries, a mercenary legion that is loyal only to me."

"This mercenary legion is different from the ordinary mercenaries you manage now who handle miscellaneous tasks; it is a war mercenary group specializing in combat."

"My plan is to form a mercenary legion of twenty thousand people within three years."

"Ten years later, the number of the legion will expand to fifty thousand."

"I want this mercenary group to become the largest mercenary group in the North and the whole world."

Although Geralt's tone was quite flat, the words he said shocked Maisie opposite to the point that she almost spat out the red wine in her mouth.

A mercenary group of fifty thousand people is simply a joke. Even most of the powerful Northern countries find it difficult to organize so many troops.

You must know that even though Kovir is called the country of mercenaries and possesses the most mercenary groups in the entire North, and even has a military academy specifically for teaching mercenary military knowledge, the most powerful mercenary legion in Kovir only has a few thousand members, and at most no more than ten thousand.

Besides the fact that it is difficult to manage because there are too many people, and there is no war so personnel can only be idle, wasting money in vain.

The most important reason is that kings cannot allow a mercenary group with a scale of over ten thousand to exist; that would very likely affect their rule and threaten their rights.

Even those mercenary groups with more than a few thousand people, most of their behind-the-scenes leaders have royal blood or are themselves agents of some great nobles.

Regarding the control of their own rights, no matter which dynasty's rulers, they would rather kill by mistake than let go.

Maisie wiped the red wine overflowing from the corner of her mouth with her cuff, trying hard to calm down her mood.

If it weren't for the fact that Geralt was her big financier and a big shot she couldn't afford to offend, perhaps this strong and spicy female mercenary leader would have opened her mouth to mock the other party.

She comforted herself in her heart that this was a layman's random suggestion and not to take it to heart, then squeezed a smile on her face and said with a sincere attitude: "Boss, your plan is indeed quite grand and worth our efforts."

"However, there is a small problem in this that needs attention."

"In the vast majority of kingdoms in the North, nobles and lords do not allow mercenary groups with more than one thousand people to appear."

"Even if it is just a mercenary group of a few hundred people, they will focus on it. Most of the time, these mercenaries cannot even enter the city and will not receive any commissions or tasks."

"Boss, unless you can get special permission from a king, otherwise, a mercenary group of over ten thousand people is basically impossible to appear, and it will not be allowed to enter the territory of other countries."

"At this scale, the spies of any country will constantly pay attention to the actions of this mercenary group; there is no possibility of hiding."

Maisie said very carefully, with a flattering smile on her face, for fear that the big financier in front of her would be angry because of her words, or insist on acting recklessly and commanding randomly.

The Cat Claw Mercenary Group is currently at a critical moment of development and must not lack the financial support of the big financier in front of her.

After Geralt finished listening to Maisie's words, he did not show any dissatisfaction. The little beauty cat told him this intelligence, which he indeed didn't know and hadn't understood before. However, this did not conflict with his original plan, and the little beauty cat's rebuttal also proved that she was not a yes-man but had her own ideas.

Immediately, Geralt first spoke to soothe Maisie's somewhat restless mood, and then roughly explained his plan to build a super chamber of commerce to her.

Speaking to the end, he then looked at Maisie with meaningful eyes and said in a flat tone: "In the not-too-distant future, my Wayne Chamber of Commerce will have its own strongholds in every city or town in the North, and every stronghold will have its own armed guards."

"Hundreds of strongholds, hundreds of caravans, even if tens of thousands of people are hidden in the heart, it will be inconspicuous. Besides protecting the safety of the caravans and strongholds, this mercenary group only needs to obey my deployment; it does not need to serve other people's wars."

"This is a long-term and great plan, and the position I left for you is very critical."

"However, the choice is yours, Maisie. You can still choose to just handle your current work of saving non-human races well and not be distracted by other things."

"I think the conditions I offered should be easy to attract other excellent talents to work for me."

However, just as Geralt's voice fell, Maisie scrambled to say:

"I am willing, boss, I am willing to handle this matter for you."

The little beauty cat's expression was very excited, her eyes were slightly bloodshot, and there was some crimson on her face.

Just kidding, if there is a chance to command a mercenary group of tens of thousands of people and become such a big shot destined to leave a name in history, I am afraid that even if it means selling one's soul, a bunch of people would be willing to do so.

Although Maisie very much doubted that Geralt was drawing a big cake for her and it would be impossible to realize it later.

To build such a super chamber of commerce, how much money and how powerful a background force would it take to complete it?

However, in this medieval period where such upward channels are extremely scarce and slim, if there is such an opportunity to fight for it, why refuse? If the big boss is telling the truth, then her life will have been worth it.

Geralt smiled and patted Maisie on the shoulder, quite satisfied with her positive attitude, so he said: "I will discuss the specific operations with you in detail later."

"What you need to do now is to select those members who have leadership ability and are trustworthy, pick them out, and in the future, they will all become leaders of small teams of dozens or hundreds of people."

"You have to find a way to ensure their loyalty, whether it is signing a contract with them, using both kindness and severity, or using money to lure them, in short, ensure that they can be obedient."

"However, there is no need to rush; you still have plenty of time to operate this matter in the future."

Saying that, Geralt picked up the little beauty cat's beautiful face with his fingers and said with a seductive tone with a smile:

"And you should know that I am a person who masters extraordinary power and can do many things that you ordinary people can hardly imagine."

"As long as you do things well for me and achieve results that satisfy me, I will grant you the longevity that mortals dream of, let you live for hundreds of years, let you possess more powerful strength, transcend mortals, and become a powerful existence you wouldn't even dare to imagine in your dreams."

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After the little beauty cat Maisie left with longing for the future, Geralt went to a shop in the city and met with Letho and others who had almost lived a stable life in Wyzima.

After talking in detail with the witchers of the Viper School and agreeing to go to the Kaedwen kingdom to execute the commission, and the agreement to return to Kaer Morhen together after the task was completed, he returned to Keira's mansion.

It was already dusk. When Geralt returned to the mansion, only the little maid Maisie and a few other servants were at home; Keira had not yet returned.

He thought about it, this little time was not enough to do any serious business, so he simply cooked himself, made a big table of good dishes, and it could be considered as rewarding the enthusiasm of Keira and Maisie last night. However, what Geralt didn't expect was that when Keira returned, the person who returned with her was a sorceress he had met a few times before.

The current headmistress of Aretuza, the sorceress with a super amazing bust and a figure as perfect as a marble statue, Margarita.

After the two sorceresses returned, Margarita saw the big table of delicious food prepared by Geralt, immediately let out an excited scream like a little girl, then walked over quickly, hugged Geralt, kissed him on his handsome side face, and said with a flowery smile: "I am so lucky, Geralt."

"For the past two years, every time I eat, I always think of the delicious food you made, which always makes me miss it."

"I didn't expect that I could taste these delicacies again as soon as I arrived today. I am so happy."

Being hugged by Margarita's warm and soft body, Geralt looked at Keira with some surprise, and seeing the other party throw him an ambiguous look instead, Geralt couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

He patted Margarita on the back and said in a gentle tone: "Welcome, Margarita, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Keira didn't tell me you would come today, otherwise, I would definitely have prepared more delicious food to entertain you."

Hearing Geralt's welcome, Margarita's smile became even brighter. She turned and walked to Keira's side, pulled up the petite sorceress who was half a head shorter than her, and said with a smile:

"Keira told me that she is going to participate in this bounty competition, and you will become her ally and protect her during this task."

"Actually, before, she also invited me to cooperate, but I considered that without a qualified warrior to protect us, this task would become very dangerous, so I have been hesitating."

"But now that you, this powerful witcher, have also joined in, I have no reason to refuse. For this task, we will form a team together and help Keira together to hunt down that undead monster from another world."

Geralt raised his eyebrows with some surprise upon hearing this, not expecting Keira to be able to find Margarita to become her ally.

You must know that Margarita can become the current headmistress of Aretuza, her own strength is beyond doubt, and she can definitely be counted as an quite outstanding existence among sorceresses.

And according to the understanding in the game, this Headmistress Margarita is one of the rare sorceresses among sorceresses whose personality is very kind, does not covet power, and is even willing to sacrifice for her students.

She is probably really one of the few sorceresses who would not play tricks for the position of a reserve member of the Supreme Council.

Being able to get her help, the success rate of Keira's task this time has greatly increased.

After everyone sat at the dining table, and even Maisie, with Keira's tacit approval, sat by Geralt's side with some trepidation, a few people enjoyed the food while chatting happily about gossip.

Geralt asked Margarita in a joking tone:

"Lady Margarita, Keira must have paid a lot of price to be able to invite you this time, right?"

Margarita had a happy smile on her face enjoying the food, holding a cream cake and eating it in big mouthfuls, not caring at all about the milky white cream falling on her almost completely exposed chest skin.

Until a piece of cake was all eaten into her stomach, this female headmistress licked her fingers with her sexy lips and said with a big laugh in a carefree tone:

"Keira is one of my proudest students, and I also like her personality very much, so for this commission, I only charged her five thousand orens as a hard work fee."

"You should be able to guess that besides her, many other people have invited me."

Saying that, Margarita blinked at Geralt and said with a smile:

"Time is a magical thing, and only from young sorceresses like Keira and Yennefer can one still see what is called sincerity and what is called responsibility."

"When a sorceress's age passes the first hundred years, many precious qualities will slowly disappear from them."

"Many people will eventually become the kind of person they hate."

Geralt nodded knowingly upon hearing this. He found that Margarita was not as carefree as she appeared, and she probably saw many things as clearly as a mirror in her heart, much clearer than many insiders.

However, this is also normal. Margarita has lived for nearly two hundred years. In such a long time, even the most innocent person will be tempered into a human spirit.

Not to mention that being able to become the headmistress of Aretuza, Margarita's wisdom and emotional intelligence must be very outstanding, otherwise, she could not have stood in this position.

And looking at it this way, after such a long time of tempering, she can still preserve her kind and noble character, which is enough to show that she is a person worthy of admiration.

This dinner was very enjoyable. After three years of tempering, Geralt's cooking skills have improved to a higher level, making people feel even more happy and nostalgic than the time Margarita ate it last time.

After Maisie left the scene halfway, the three discussed some details about the task in detail, and after setting the departure time for the morning of the third day, they separated temporarily.

Geralt first studied magic knowledge for two hours, and when the time entered the night, he came to the bathroom alone, preparing to take a good bath and relax.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he was halfway through his bath, lying in the hot water, enjoying the pleasure of soaking in the bath, Keira and Margarita, wearing loose bathrobes, also walked into the bathroom chatting and laughing.

They were not surprised to see Geralt lying in the bath, but instead, while appreciating Geralt's body full of masculine charm with bold eyes, they whispered about his fierce performance on the bed last night.

Those explicit words and ambiguous tone made Margarita laugh out loud.

Seeing this, Geralt covered his body with a bath towel with some embarrassment, and then said to the two sorceresses: "Ladies, discussing this kind of thing in front of the person himself is not a lady's behavior!"

"How about you come in after I finish my bath, how about it?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing Geralt's statement, Margarita laughed even more brilliantly.

The two walked into the bath without covering up, walked to Geralt's side, Margarita reached out and touched the strong muscles on Geralt's body, and said with a smile:

"What are you afraid of as a big man? Aren't Keira and I beautiful?"

"Actually, helping Keira this time, she also promised me a small request."

"I have always wanted to try what it's like to sleep with a witcher, but I don't like those stinky ugly monsters, and you are the one who best fits my aesthetics, Geralt."

"However, if you refuse, I won't force you."

As a man, a witcher, no one can endure such temptation.

(End of chapter)