MTL - Astartes of the Bear School-Chapter 818 800 tools horned devil

Chapter 818 800. Tool Ramhorn Demon

 “Devil? What do you mean?”

 Lan En now crossed his arms with interest.

 Devil, in the context of witchers, is not a general term that represents ‘evil’ in religious stories.

 But a real species.

 Stag-headed demon, ram-horned demon, female monster, etc.

Vesemir had a 'don't mention it' expression on his face.

“Back then, Berengar went crazy for some reason and went hunting for a horned devil. That thing built a nest in the valley behind Kaer Morhen.”

"Berengar wasn't happy in Kaer Morhen at the time, and he didn't trust the guys. He always felt that we were going to mess with the sword he forged, so he even took that set of equipment with him when he hunted the Horned Devil. Actually, who has that? Free time? Bad habit."

 At the end, Vesemir also cursed Berengar in a low voice.

“Besides, he got Berengar’s swords first, and now it’s time to make a contribution.”

 As he spoke, all the dissatisfaction and difficulty on Vesemir's face disappeared.

 “Want to hear the truth?” Vesemir raised his eyes and looked at Lan.

“But if we both go, isn’t it a bit too much?”

“This time he said that in order to open the furnace, he needed sword-making equipment. But when he asked about it, he discovered that it had been so long and I hadn’t even gotten it back from the Horned Devil for him.”

“I feel good that he can be angry like a child here and be angry in front of me.”

 “I will get things done.”

 Lan En raised his eyebrows in a funny way.

Vesemir made careful arrangements.

“Geralt will go with you tomorrow. He is familiar with the surrounding terrain. It will be easier to find the lair.”

 Only an inclusive smile. Just like a father.

 “So he got angry?”

“He can only get angry in front of an old guy like me, can’t he?”

 He looked down at Vesemir, but his eyes seemed to be looking up to him with respect.

 But it’s just a curse.

　　When Vesemir said "now", he was obviously happy for Berengar's return, so his expression became much brighter.

“Oh, what a shame. He didn’t say a word after he came back. He packed up his things and left Kaer Morhen not long after, and he hasn’t come back until now.”

 “Then I understand.” Lan En’s amused expression also disappeared.

 “Although I haven’t seen a real horned devil yet.” Lan En scratched his cheek.

 “Where is he a child from?”

“In short, that horned devil has two brushes. He can only run away for his life. How can he run away with such a heavy sword-making equipment? So he can only throw it all away and come back covered in blood.”

 “Isn’t it bad to have excess combat power?”

Vesemir carefully educated Lan En, which seemed to be his occupational disease.

“If you can make every mission risk-free, then why not do it? In the past, demon hunters didn’t work together because it was inefficient to make money, but this time it’s not for money.”

"I have always taught you: stability and survival come first. Even if you go to the gallows and your neck is already in a noose, don't forget to ask for a drink of water. Because no one knows, just when you drink What happens when there’s water.”

Vesemir rambled like a monk chanting sutras, successfully making Lan En's already groggy head even more painful.

 “What you say is what it is.”

Lane grabbed Vesemir's hand that moved up and down as he spoke.

With this grasp, the movement of the hand stopped, and it seemed that the switch of speaking in the mouth also stopped. "We will finish the work tomorrow, now let me go back and have a sleep, okay?"

—

 Early the next morning, Lan En put on his armor.

The flannel ball was also carried by Lan En. The kitten, who had put on his acorn shell suit, was also very excited, running back and forth on Lan En's left and right shoulders.

“This is my first time hunting cats with Lan En!”

“I think this is the first time for the ancient deer-headed spirit?”

The two guys were chatting, and when one person and one cat walked out of the door, they saw Geralt, neatly dressed, standing against the wall outside the door.

 The two demon hunters walked side by side on the road outside Kaer Morhen.

“You brought the kitten with you today? Didn’t it go for morning exercise with Shirley?”

Geralt asked in his distinctive low and hoarse voice.

 Before Lan En could answer, the flannel ball stood up on Lan En's shoulder and raised his hand.

“Because I’m already an experienced hunter, meow! It’s different from Shirley, meow!”

　　It seems that he is very happy to acknowledge his fighting ability and experience. Fluffy Ball looks very proud when he speaks.

The little cat raised his head high and stood on Lan En's shoulders with his hands on his hips.

Such an action would look too arrogant if done by a human, but if it were done by El Cat, it would be cute.

 “Okay, okay, ‘veteran’.”

Geralt chuckled in response to the flannel ball.

Then he turned to look at Lan En, who was being stepped on on the shoulder, and said sternly.

"What you taught Ciri is very precious. She can't become a witcher, and we won't mutate her. Your technology is a new path for her."

 “There’s no need to thank me.” Lan En waved his hand casually.

"The old man who taught me these things originally only saw my talent. He did it on a whim and wanted to see how far I could learn."

 “Now I’m also on a whim.”

The two of them walked out of the wooden bridge in front of the castle gate, and Geralt did not ride out either.

Because the lair that Berengar found was along the river bed, and there were gravels, tidal flats, and small pools along the way.

Geralt’s ‘Carrot’ is not capable of walking on this path.

Qilin Lan En could only feel that this guy should be having fun in the mountains.

Lann’s only request for it is: control your emotions and strength, and don’t summon a thunderstorm nearby now.

Of course, it’s best not to mess with the monsters deep in the vast blue mountains.

In this world, the civilized world of human beings only accounts for a small part, and on the edge of this civilized world, who knows what other terrifying things you will encounter when you go into the mountains?

The saliva demon summoned by Alzu can crush half of Maribo City by turning over, and the centipede monster is at least several kilometers long. It is not inferior to those ancient snake king dragons in the Miasma Valley when they were still alive. .

 Now they have all disappeared under people’s noses.

And not to mention weird curses and magic. Compared with natural creatures such as ancient dragons, the abilities of magical creatures are even more strange and insidious.

 Even for experienced witchers, capsizing in the gutter is all too common.

 As for Qilin, an ancient dragon that works hard intermittently and fails continuously, Lan En is actually a little worried about it.

But after all, Qilin also has the super speed ability of [Lightning Flash], which can be regarded as a useful trump card.

Lane and Geralt have collaborated once before. They worked together to break a baron's curse and transform him from a cormorant back into a human.

This time walking together, they feel more familiar with each other.

 (End of this chapter)