This sword is indeed good, but Geralt isn't the type who would take a friend's belongings without returning them.
His weathered yet still handsome face showed only a hint of reluctance, but he nonetheless turned the longsword around, offering the hilt to Lann.
"No, there's no need to return it to me."
Lann shook his head, instead pulling out a scabbard that matched the longsword, along with another silver sword, and handed them over.
"This is a gift from the Master Blacksmith of your Wolf School for you. In a war zone, having the right tools is essential."
"Master Belengar?"
Ged wiped the blood from the last Niflgaard soldier's neck and came over to ask.
This drew Geralt's attention.
I wonder why it seems like your Bear School knows our school's Master Blacksmith better than I do?
Given the current dangerous circumstances, Geralt didn't say much but accepted the two longswords, strapping them to his back.
"Yes, Belengar. He also prepared a set for you."
