Chapter 30 Bombs, potions, sword oil (Page 1/2)
In fact, as an LSP, he certainly doesn't mind having a beautiful female bard like Priscilla by his side.
However, as a private detective who is well versed in human nature, Frank knows that if he goes along with the girl in everything and agrees to everything like a dog, the final result is often a tragedy.
Women are like cats. Sometimes they play hard to get. Appropriate stimulation and teasing are the best means.
Under Priscilla's pleading gaze, Frank pretended to consider it, waited for ten seconds, and then showed a reluctant expression and said:
"I can let you join this operation, Priscilla."
"But before that, I want to tell you clearly."
"The commission of the demon hunter is not a game. The monsters we have to face are very dangerous. You must make sure to obey my orders throughout the process. Otherwise, even I can't guarantee your safety."
"If you don't want to become food for those monsters, then you must be mentally prepared and can't do anything rash."
Frank's voice was very serious. Curiosity may be the greatest advantage of every outstanding bard, but also their disadvantage.
Just like Dandelion in the original novel, although he often caused a lot of trouble to the White Wolf Geralt for his own reasons, it must be said that Dandelion is definitely one of the most important and sincere friends in Geralt's life.
As the saying goes, a hero needs three helpers. Whether as a private detective in the past or a demon hunter now, a person acting alone is often alone and weak. Only with the help of friends and working together with teammates can you achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Seeing that Frank agreed to her request, Priscilla's beautiful face showed a cheering expression, and she couldn't help but play the lute in her hand a few times to express her excitement.
"Okay, don't be too happy too soon, Priscilla."
"Now, I'm going to assign a task to you."
"What task? Just tell me what you need me to do, Frank."
Frank hooked his finger at the female bard, and after the other party leaned her head over, he whispered:
"I know you want to know about witchers."
"Then now, I will tell you how witchers fight."
Frank lowered his voice pretending to be mysterious, and Priscilla's eyes were shining, full of knowledge and curiosity, as if she wanted to hear some secret.
"Hurry up, Frank. I'll remember it."
Frank didn't keep the secret, but explained carefully:
"For us demon hunters to destroy demons, the most important thing is to prepare well before the battle and understand the intelligence of the demons."
"For example, this time, Mr. Kalkstein wants me to help him collect materials for evil spirits, water ghosts, and griffins."
"Then for these three kinds of demons, we demon hunters have already had corresponding combat methods in the long confrontation in the past."
"We have developed alchemical bombs, combat potions, and sword oil for these three kinds of demons."
"What you have to do now is to help me find the merchants who need the materials to make these items in White Orchard, and then use your eloquence as a bard to help me buy these materials at the most affordable price."
While explaining the demon hunter's combat method, Frank issued Priscilla's task and explained to her the commission between himself and Kalkstein.
Purchasing materials for making bombs, sword oil and potions is the task he wants to entrust to the female bard.
Reality is not a game. There is no chance to reload the game. As a cautious person, Frank likes to be fully prepared before the battle.
The profession of demon hunter is like a certain bat in Gotham. If he just fights hastily and without any preparation, he is not much better than an ordinary soldier.
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