Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 177 173. ‘Neutral’

Lan En led the pack horse and followed Margarita towards the tavern of Dark Water.

The blond beauty in front had an expression between joy and irritation.

Lan En could understand Margarita's mood. After all, when she was in Arethusa, she had already made it very clear that if Vizima's trip did not go smoothly and the enemy was too strong, then she would go back.

She hoped that Lan En would prioritize her own life safety.

But the young man's ruthless work of killing Count Stesa's entire estate without saying a word must have nothing to do with such instructions.

Although for Aretuza College, this further highlights the precious value of Lan En itself.

But when Margarita treats Lan En, she always puts her status as the dean at the back of the list. So as the dean of Aretuza, she was angry at Lan En's actions.

As soon as the two of them reached the door of the tavern, Berengar, who looked completely uninjured, came over to greet them.

"Hey! You've been out for more than ten days, where did you get such a big guy?"

The old demon hunter was standing by the wall with his arms folded, watching the alien packhorse pacing pitifully with a huge mandible on its back.

Although obvious traces of weathering can be seen on the mandible, the lines and size still combine to create a ferocious aura.

The distance between the two ends of the mandible is a full horse's length, and the packhorse does not pant much, showing the light quality of this bone.

"This shape is...a dragon bone?! Such a big dragon, my God?!"

Although he ran away from the profession of demon hunter because he lacked the talent to adapt to fighting. But after all, he is a demon hunter who has been systematically taught by the Wolf School.

I have never killed a dragon, but I have at least read the Monster Manual.

Belengar seemed not to have noticed the expression on Margarita's face, who was walking in front of him. He moved closer to Lan En and looked at Balerion's mandible.

But when he got closer, the old demon hunter lowered his voice and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Did you hook up with Margarita Laux Andrea?! She has been in a bad mood for the past few days waiting for you here. Let me tell you, although everyone knows that the sorceress is difficult to deal with, as long as you Press her to the bed in a moment."

The corners of Lan En's mouth twitched vaguely.

He really thought Berengar came here to see the keel!

I came here to be a love assistant with you!

And what kind of primitive love method is that of yours? !

Margarita can hear it!

The mutations brought about by the magic of Chaos on the bodies of sorceresses are far less profound than those of witchers, but after they use magic, they are even more sensitive than witchers.

At this time, Ms. Margarita was looking at Lan En with a playful look.

That look in his eyes was not anger at being talked about behind someone's back, but rather a kind of eagerness to try?

Lan En is a little unsure. Anyway, it’s good that he’s not angry!

The young man avoided Margarita's staring eyes and led the pack horse to the stable.

Then he sat at the long table in the tavern with Berengar and Margarita.

"I thought you would leave first."

Lann asked Berengar while drinking cold Kaedweni stout.

The beer was hand-frozen from the margarita.

Berengar did not enjoy the treatment of magic cold beer, so he was drinking a glass of room temperature with his lips curled up.

"I would like to leave, but..."

As he said that, the old demon hunter glanced at the dean of the magic academy who was sitting next to Lan En.

Lan En nodded silently.

When he went to expel Dagon, he only told Berengar that he would send Alia away, but he never thought that he would also go to another world.

He disappeared suddenly, and Berengar, the last person in contact, would definitely not be able to escape.

If Margarita didn't hold him down, Triss would probably come over and hold him down.

"Sorry, man. I wasted your time." Lan En apologized and clinked a glass with Berengar.

The old witcher seemed unconcerned.

"There's nothing wrong with people like us, we just have a lot of time. We can't talk about wasting it."

"By the way, how is Tris doing there?"

Lan En asked after thinking of Triss just now.

He had disappeared inexplicably for more than ten days. The situation in Vizima should not have changed in such a short period of time, right?

The theory is a theory, but when Lan En thinks about the red-haired sorceress's enthusiasm and insensitivity towards politics, she still can't help but worry.

Berengar opened his mouth, but Margarita's slightly hoarse voice immediately took over the conversation.

"Merigord, she is now at home in Vizima. It's just that she has a close relationship with you, which has advantages and disadvantages. In addition to looking for you this time, I also come here as a neutral magical force invited by the Temerian royal family. Come and remove the teleportation coordinates Merigold left in this village."

"Foltest and you have reached an agreement not to enter Vizima, so they won't leave flaws like the portal. Merigold wants to come over, or she can ride a horse, take a boat, or Otherwise, just randomly open the portal and try your luck."

Lan En felt a little strange when he heard this.

"There's something wrong, Rita. Is Triss born in Arethusa? Please neutralize the magic power. You have to go to Ban Ade Academy no matter what, right?"

Arethusa is full of sorceresses, while the famous academy of Ban Ard is full of male sorcerers.

Margarita raised her long and charming eyebrows slightly.

"It's true that Merigold was born in Aretussa, but now everyone knows that she wants to sleep with you. Foltest's intelligence department is a little deeper. They know that I also want to sleep with you. So. Yes, my position is definitely neutral."

"Ahem!"

The sorceress's bold words made Lan En choke.

"Rita!"

"Okay, okay, don't act like a shy boy who has never eaten meat. Didn't you say you wanted to find a succubus to try?"

Upon hearing this, Berengar across the table looked at the young demon hunter with a look of admiration for a warrior.

That was the second time he looked at Lan En with such eyes after being rescued at Statha Manor.

It seems that during the time when he was active as a witcher, succubus, a creature that sucked men's essence, was still a very scary thing.

So much so that he couldn't imagine this kind of gameplay.

Lan En could only turn his head away in embarrassment.

"Is Foltest's intelligence agency so powerful?"

"Otherwise? Why else would the sorcerers be attached to the kingdom?"

Margarita waved her hands indifferently. She was not interested in politics, but she knew something about it.

"Throughout the ages, no great mage can use magic to control everyone's thoughts and make society operate according to his own will. But kings have done it with gold and titles. Who is more pervasive? Needless to say, right?"

Lan En mentally reassessed the king who found him in the hotel.

Not only is he bold, direct and delicate on the surface, but he is also very thoughtful secretly.

"Okay, anyway, I may never meet these people who are playing with power in my life. Instead of talking about them. Berengar, you once said that you wanted to open a blacksmith shop, right? In other words, you Do you have some confidence in your forging skills?"

"Me?" Berengar didn't know why he was involved again, but he still expressed it very directly.

"'Some confidence'? Boy, there are not many people in this world who have been blacksmithing longer than me, not even dwarves!"

Berengar's tone was full of confidence.

Lan En nodded, pulled out the dragon bone dagger presented by Ed Stark from his waist, and placed it on the wine table.

"Then please take a look at this."

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