20. Meeting Two Beautiful Ladies
Ron opened his eyes as the morning sun beamed through the window of the "Pig's Large Intestine" inn. Turning to his right on his ornate and soft bed, Ron squinted at the light streaming in through the Window.
Getting up from his bed, Ron reached for the wine jug on the coffee table next to the table and brought the wine he had poured into his glass to his lips.
Watching people leave their homes and go to work one by one, Ron started to think about his visit today with a small smile on his lips.
When the sun's rays completely illuminated the city of Rinde, Ron finished his wine and started putting on his new suits.
When it was time to put on all his clothes and tie a bow tie, he struggled a bit and cursed herself.
When he finished all his work in the room and directed himself to the common area, he saw that Dragonfly once again woke up earlier than him and started to have breakfast.
"You're late as usual, sleepy"
Dragonfly's voice also showed that he had just woken up. "Unlike you, ma'am, I spent all day sewing this wonderful garment and learned firsthand how difficult it is to put on in the morning. But I'm so sorry I was late, as I forgot that the lady didn't even take off her armor while you were sleeping." Ron finished, taking off his new fedora and giving a simple salute.
Dragonfly, awakened by the sarcastic remarks, stared at Ron for a while. "I don't understand where you got these buffoon clothes. The shirt you wore before was somewhat acceptable, but what's that on it? What is it's works? It would be better if you wore a gambeson instead."
Ron just shrugged at Dragonfly's suggestion. He alone knew that the clothes he saw from the shattered memories in his head were much better. He was sure that in the future he could even use it as a fashion and sell it. She was sure it would become much more popular when she started sewing her types especially for women.
The two ate their food without speaking more, and at the end of the meal Dragonfly asked, "What are you doing today?"
"I hope to find Yennefer of Vengerberg. The last time I spoke to her, we were discussing an unfinished thesis. She won because she knew a little more than I did at the time, but today I will be the winner. And what are you going to do?"
Dragonfly stared at his glass for a while. "I will try to find Laurelnose. If I can't find it, I'll at least be looking for good quality alchemical materials."
Ron shook his head and took the last sip from his glass and stood up. "Then we are both busy today. Be nice to yourself and don't get in trouble. We'll talk again tonight."
Waving without looking back, Ron stepped out of the tavern. He began to wander the streets of the city of Rinde. The fact that people were looking at his new clothes with expressions of curiosity caught Ron's attention and made him happy. Ron, who started walking on the road in all its glory, started to visit the shops.
He looked at all the products that interested him, especially the wood shops. In particular, a shop selling sandalwood plank caught his attention. However, sandalwood was very expensive because it was difficult to find and had a quality structure. Ron's purse was not enough to meet him right now.
His eyes were fixed on rubies as he entered a shop selling precious jewellery. He nearly swallowed his tongue when he saw that the top-quality rubies were worth more than a thousand crowns. Leaving the shop as quickly as he had come, Ron thought it would be much better to find Yennefer, feeling that if he wandered further, he would feel depressed.
The greatest comfort of a sorcerer was that he could easily read the minds of simple people who had not trained their minds. He could do this immediately without them noticing, and the more he used it, the more proficient he became. The information he obtained thanks to this was surprising.
For example, he heard Laurelnose was looking for a new sorcerer to work for him, even though he hated sorcerer and sorceress. However, where the old sorcerer disappeared was, of course, a mystery to everyone. He learned that the old sorcerer's name was also Kallenthor. His name was quite different. Ron likened this name to Skellige names.
Finally, he achieved his goal by reading the mind of a man his own age, whom he knew to be the squire of the city lord Neville. The boy was in preparation for marriage, and for that reason alone, he needed to earn a lot more money.
The fact that Yennefer of Vengerberg moved to Rinde as soon as she graduated from her school and lived there made Ron very curious. According to him, Yennefer would return to her hometown and build a tower for herself there and live there. At least, that was what Ron thought.
However, he has learned that she lives in a mansion assigned to him by City Lord Neville. In return, she was helping Neville's subjects. Ron recognized these aids thanks to his aide named Ornshtein. Yennefer was already training herself to become a king's counselor.
"Still the same old sly Yennefer…" Ron muttered, then shook his head and headed straight for Yennefer's mansion.
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Yennefer was sitting across from her, sipping her wine with Neville's wife, Remdy. Young Sorceress was looking curiously at the woman in front of her, several years older than herself.
"I understand that Lord Neville hasn't been paying attention to you lately? And have you ever seen him with any other woman?"
Remdy took a sip of her wine. "I would never think of Neville as a playboy, Miss Yennefer. I just feel like he's not as interested in me as he used to be. I feel like I can't impress her with my charms."
Yennefer sighed deeply This was perhaps the third time she had had this conversation with Remdy. Each time she would come to herself with the same problem, take a potion from herself, and her wife, Lord Neville, would not go out of bed with him for half a month. She felt a little pity for Lord Neville for the woman's distaste for sexual intercourse.
"I understand, Remdy, that the potion you have taken is now losing its effect. The purpose of this elixir is to bind the lover to himself. He will never bestow a love like you want."
Remdy was in a dilemma for a while, then said, "Miss Yennefer, Neville is a very nice man, handsome and powerful, and extremely strong in bed. If I don't milk him like a cow is milking. Someone else will probably try to snatch him from me. I don't want that to happen, you have to help me again."
Yennefer took a deep breath as she listened to this for the third time. Just as She was about to move her lips and repeat her old phrases, she noticed an energy signature of chaos on the outside that sounded so familiar to her.
"Looks like we have a guest, Remdy. Maybe later..."
The door opened by itself, with the opening of the door, he has Copper hair, a mole that comes out with that little smile on his face. The young man appeared, his sapphire-colored eyes scrutinizing both women like a sharp knife. The strange clothes he wore had helped this man look better. He took the never-before-seen chiffon in his hands and gave a simple nod.
"I am very sorry to interrupt the conversation of two beautiful ladies. A friend told me that the benevolent Sorceress of the neighborhood lives here. I couldn't help but visit."
When Yennefer saw Ron Aydesson, all the color on her face faded from anger. If she had not controlled herself, she would have bitten this strange boy to pieces.