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"
How
?
The
goods
are
coming
through
Mahakam
,
Brugge
,
Verden
and
the
ports
in
Cidaris
.
Profit
is
all
the
merchants
are
interested
in
,
not
politics
.
If
King
Foltest
were
to
block
his
borders
,
the
merchants
"
guilds
would
raise
a
terrible
outcry
-
"
"
Any
currency
?
"
snarled
an
approaching
customs
officer
with
bloodshot
eyes
.
"
Anything
to
declare
?
"
"
I
'm
a
scholar
!
"
"
Be
a
prince
if
you
like
!
I
'm
asking
what
you
're
bringing
in
?
"
"
Leave
them
,
Boratek
,
"
said
the
leader
of
the
group
,
a
tall
,
broad-shouldered
customs
officer
with
a
long
,
black
moustache
.
"
Do
n't
you
recognise
the
witcher
?
Greetings
,
Geralt
.
Do
you
know
him
?
Is
he
a
scholar
?
So
you
're
going
to
Oxenfurt
,
are
you
,
sir
?
With
no
luggage
?
"
"
Quite
so
.
To
Oxenfurt
.
With
no
luggage
.
"
The
customs
officer
pulled
out
an
enormous
handkerchief
and
wiped
his
forehead
,
moustache
and
neck
.
"
And
how
's
it
going
today
,
Geralt
?
"
he
asked
.
"
The
monster
show
itself
?
"
"
No
.
And
you
,
Olsen
,
seen
anything
?
"
