MTL - Astartes of the Bear School-Chapter 873 855 goddess

Chapter 873 855. Goddess

 ‘The obscure goddess’?

Archbishop Klimt's statement made Lan En a little curious.

 Because the two words that make up this sentence are almost antonyms. Since it is a ‘god’, how can it be ‘not famous’?

 Lan En has been standing silently behind Fodolink, adhering to the cautious principle of "leaving less outsiders involved" and remaining silent.

At this time, he raised his head slightly and looked at the huge vehicle frame passing behind Archbishop Klimt.

 Two black horses, panting through their large wet nostrils, pulled the cart and followed the procession.

In this world, even animals like horses seem to be very silent. They don’t even neigh or snort, they just pull the cart silently.

And the carriage frame is not a carriage, but a European-style large bed. The luxurious bed has frames on all sides, and black gauze as light as smoke hangs from the frame, tumbling in the slight wind. Let the scene inside become shadowy.

 That is a tall female figure.

Even if she is sitting with her knees bent, her height is higher than that of an ordinary person standing.

 She was wearing a black robe, which did not look as solemn and dignified as that of a god. Instead, it looked like a loose everyday style.

 It can be seen that she did not seem to travel in a "godly" manner after careful preparation.

 The old knight nodded heavily.

 It's just that the goddess on the bicycle frame seems to be inexplicable sadness and has not yet completely immersed herself in her own world.

After that, the goddess's carriage passed by the group of people who were talking, and drove away with the sound of wheels.

However, although the body is huge, the proportions of the body are the same as Lan En, and it does not become distorted or uncoordinated due to the enlargement of the body.

 It is consistent with the sad but noble temperament of the goddess, and the etiquette is thorough.

It is a kind of sadness that is so sad that it is a bit dazed.

This goddess now looks like a noble lady wearing mourning clothes, staring blankly at the coffin.

There is also a long black veil on her head. The veil covers the upper half of her face, but even if only the lower half of her face is exposed, her appearance is worthy of a goddess. 'Exquisiteness of address.

 Is this what the gods of this world look like?

It’s about ‘gods’, Lan En doesn’t want to speculate.

 On the contrary, you can still see the plump and well-shaped figure.

 A person sits on a luxurious and exquisite carriage and is taken away by a team.

Her expression also made this point more serious.

"I sincerely hope that the flames can protect you, Fodolink. But I still have to remind you that if you feel that you can't hold on anymore and there is no hope, just leave voluntarily. At least don't hurt others, what do you think?"

Lan En was stunned for a moment, and then bowed slightly to return the greeting.

 It’s just that the overall black outfit makes her look gloomy and sad.

Her face wearing a black veil, after noticing Lan En's eyes as she passed by, she slightly bowed to him.

  He knew that this was the gentlest thing the Archbishop could say.

This is quite consistent with what Archbishop Klimt said about the "unexpected incident".

Archbishop Klimt, who was talking to Fodolink, looked at the young man standing behind the old knight, but didn't say much.

Since ancient times, the Bai Sect has had a tradition of hunting and exterminating the undead.

 For this purpose, the White Knights have developed various professional methods to enable them to fight against immortal and crazy enemies.

 Although world affairs have developed so far, the White Sect, which has the longest history, and the relatively moderate Qing Sect, have actually merged. But facing an undead man who has been wandering around human settlements, and not beating him to death, bleeding him, or burying him deeply on the spot, this is undoubtedly a special treatment.

Foldolink knew that this was due to his identity before becoming an immortal.

 Paladin. It was also thanks to this previous identity that he, an immortal, was able to calmly approach and talk to the Archbishop when passing by the White Sect's convoy.

 “Of course, of course, I will do that.”

The old knight said with difficulty. After all, it is difficult for anyone to admit that one's death is imminent.

"But I, I still want to find a way. Even if I can't get rid of the curse, it can at least give me some more time, and hopefully wait until the flames grow strong again."

"It's up to you." Archbishop Klimt seemed to be surprised by this unrelenting statement, and his gray beard didn't even tremble.

 “As long as you remember your promise, then whatever you want is up to you.”

“The Immortal Settlement was originally a place to deal with the undead who came to seek relief on their own. Nowadays, there are more and more undead people, and more and more people want to come to seek relief.”

"If you feel that you are in trouble, you should go as far away as possible. You are a powerful knight with a good reputation. No one in the undead settlement can stop you. If there is chaos there, then..."

　　At the end of the sentence, the Archbishop did not finish his words. He just shook his head with the tall hat slowly and reached out to pat Fodolink on the shoulder.

 The old knight's shoulder armor made a crackling sound.

Lan En looked at his back and felt that the old knight's body had been bent a lot by these two gentle slaps.

It must be a terrifying feeling to become a wandering spirit, right?

 Subsequently, the witcher noticed that Fuldolink seemed to have seen someone in the convoy.

His body trembled, and then his words became much more hurried, as if he was trying to get away quickly.

 “I understand, Archbishop. I will remember my promise.”

Foldolink said while pointing to Lan behind him.

"This is a lost young man. I originally wanted to take him to the Undead Settlement to settle down, but now that I have encountered your convoy, can you take him to the Netherworld Church and receive your protection?"

"Of course, no problem." Archbishop Klimt agreed simply, "Even if you bear the curse of the undead, you are still a glorious and noble paladin, which makes me very happy."

 He said he was very pleased, but it seemed that because this expression had become a habit, the Archbishop still looked gloomy and calm.

　　It makes people feel a sense of disobedience.

Lan En didn’t expect that he would be ‘entrusted’ when he turned around. This made him, who had always taken care of others, feel like he was being cared for.

After the Archbishop agreed to Fodolink's request, he turned around and walked towards the head of the team with the two iron tower-like church knights behind him.

 This is a convoy that mainly relies on walking. If Lan En wants to keep up, he only needs to walk together.

 “Follow, young man.”

Foldolink also waved his hand at Lan En, turned around and wanted to leave alone.

"You also know now that I am an immortal. I don't know when I will go crazy. I will go crazy when I die, or I will go crazy when I have a mental breakdown. It's like a trap that explodes as soon as I step on it."

 “Just hide as far away as you can.”

 (End of this chapter)