Under Margarita's direction, the two smoothly dismantled and stored all the experimental equipment, data, and materials from the entire underground ruin into their storage space.
This underground ruin also became a secret warehouse for Guilliman to store special items.
As long as the entrance to the main gate was sealed, no one else could enter, ensuring high security.
He took out all the goods, gold coins, and temporarily unused items he had found in the bandit camps and stored them here. If he were to transport goods to Toussaint again in the future, storing them here would be a good option.
To be honest, sometimes Guilliman felt that if he went into business and became a business magnate, buying and selling between major cities, he could also earn a lot of money.
Because with his storage space and Elder Blood, he could carry hundreds of tons of materials and reach any major city within seconds.
As long as he kept an eye on price differences and found collaborators, he would make huge profits every day.
And trading between different worlds, selling unique items, would be a monopolistic business, surely earning even more.
Unfortunately, doing business couldn't improve his strength. His future still required him to constantly slay powerful enemies and conquer powerful beauties.
The two were busy until dusk, finally finishing their work in the elven ruins.
"What now? Should we go back to your island first?"
Margarita wiped the sweat from her forehead, her tone a bit subdued and her expression not very happy.
After all, anyone who was doing an easy job and was suddenly brought to such a desolate underground place to work all afternoon would become unhappy.
Moreover, the Headmistress was originally an elite woman who enjoyed a high-quality life, so she must have accumulated quite a bit of frustration.
Guilliman was a meticulous man, an old hand in romance, and immediately noticed Margarita's unhappy expression.
He stepped forward and embraced the Headmistress's warm and soft body, saying sweetly:
"How could that be, my dear Margarita?"
"Don't you know where this is?"
"This is the beautiful Kingdom of Toussaint."
"A fairy tale kingdom, a land of wine and love."
"Do I look like someone so insensitive?"
"Tonight and tomorrow, let's be a romantic couple in this beautiful city of Beauclair."
"A romantic date and a whole night of primal passion, that's the life we should enjoy, right?"
Whether from personal affection or utilitarian value, Margarita was one of Guilliman's strongest backers.
Pleasing this beautiful Headmistress was an important task for him.
Living off a woman wasn't shameful; it was a symbol of a man's capability.
Seeing that the important research on secondary mutation was about to be handed over to the Headmistress, how could he not treat his confidante well?
For the next two days,
Guilliman set Syanna aside, only sending her a message to continue with her work of finding a winery, forming a merchant guild, and renting shops.
He himself took Margarita, and the two, like a real couple, strolled and toured around Beauclair, tasting delicious food and enjoying the beautiful scenery.
Even the legendary finest wine, Est Est, the Witcher was willing to spend money on.
Candlelit dinners and exquisite wine, coupled with sleepless nights of passionate battles, had a very significant effect; Margarita's smile never left her face.
Besides that, he also bought many beautiful clothes and pretty jewels as gifts for Margarita. It must be said that shopping really easily wins a girl's heart, and even a rich woman like Margarita was no exception.
She was coaxed into joyful laughter by Guilliman's gifts, constantly showering him with kisses.
However, these were also the most leisurely two days Guilliman had experienced since coming to the Witcher world.
Although only three months had passed since he transmigrated, every day of these three months was either spent on missions or on slaying monsters to earn soul power.
It was something he had never done before: genuinely strolling, shopping, dining, and dating with a beautiful woman.
It also helped him relax his previously tense mind quite a bit.
Since he had arrived in this world, he couldn't treat it like a game, solely pursuing utilitarian goals.
Living well was also part of life.
On the afternoon of the second day, Guilliman and Margarita attended a charity auction.
It was said to be organized by a very famous collector in Toussaint, and many noblewomen in the city gladly showed their support, contributing many beautiful jewels, famous paintings, and antiques.
Such events were rare in the North; Northern nobles were generally very selfish, and apart from a few nobles who held such events for fame, charity events were rarely held publicly.
Even those kind people mostly donated money to the Church of Melitele, allowing this largest and most respected charity organization in the North to handle the donations.
Soon, led by the staff, Guilliman and Margarita found themselves in a manor, which was the residence of the famous collector.
Each guest was given a mask that covered most of their face.
However, judging from the guests' demeanor, most of those attending this auction were members of the nobility and wealthy merchants, each exuding an aura of wealth.
This should not have been the first time the mansion's owner hosted a charity auction, as many guests were very familiar with the process.
First, there was a rather lavish buffet dinner, with all sorts of delicacies brought out and placed on a huge dining table.
This was followed by musical performances and a ball. Guests with female companions danced gracefully to the musicians' songs, embracing each other and engaging in intimate conversations.
Although Guilliman had not formally learned to dance, his mastery of martial arts meant that he could learn on the spot.
After an intimate and passionate close dance ended, the auction officially began.
"Welcome the hostess of tonight's charity gala, Lady Orianna, to deliver her address to everyone."
Amidst the warm welcome from the master of ceremonies and the guests below, a tall, elegant beauty in a black evening gown, possessing a charming intellectual allure, walked onto the auction stage.
Upon hearing the name Orianna and seeing this beauty, Guilliman immediately raised an eyebrow, guessing her identity.
She was the high-level female vampire who resided in the beautiful city of Beauclair, adopted many orphans, and lived there in a peculiar way.
In the game, she was indeed a great collector and often sponsored bards and artists. Coupled with her vast wealth and stunning beauty, she was very famous in Beauclair's noble circles.
What players often discussed was whether her practice of adopting orphans and then having them regularly donate blood as food for her, a vampire, was an act of good or evil.
Of course, Guilliman was no moral crusader, and since the orphans were only having their blood drawn and not cruelly murdered, he wouldn't go so far as to antagonize a high-level vampire, or even a vampire clan backed by the Elder, over these matters.
After all, this was his first visit to Toussaint; there was no need to get into conflict with these troublesome individuals.
Future matters would be dealt with in the future.
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