Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1163 1145. Nutrition

 “Three days.”

Lan En put down the palm covering the side of his neck and wiped it with a wet cloth. After the remaining blood disappeared, there were no scars there.

"It's pretty quick."

"You need to eat more and rest more during this period." Biochemical Intelligent Brain reminded, "The nutrients in the blood are also in a state of replenishment, sir."

"Yeah, it's really troublesome." Lan En touched his head, which felt like he had low blood sugar.

Since he started panting just now, he also felt that his digestive system was working at a high speed.

Your own blood is longing for more nutrients to fill itself.

This feeling was just like when he was able to 'see' the hunger of his own bones when he had the [Bone Strengthening Organ] implanted.

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Yinlu Tavern is the most upscale and luxurious tavern in Gos Willen.

When Lan En came to this city for the first time, he heard comments about this pub.

At that time, the young demon hunter, who was still cautious about his money, once ordered a very cheap set meal here in order to try something new and get some news, and sat in the hall and ate with his head down, just like a slave.

At the time, the best aspects of the tavern were not revealed to him.

It was as if Lan En didn't know at the time that there was a large hot spring bathhouse built for his own use in the basement of this hotel.

There are several large baths with different temperatures and a steam room. You can also shout to the service staff above at any time and ask them to deliver ice-cold wine.

But when a few years passed, everything changed.

Margarita spent a sum of money that would stun ordinary people to buy this hot spring.

Tisaya also came, and the two deans before and after Aretuza came together. The owner of Yinlu Tavern was flattered and quickly provided the highest-end service and made everything in order.

There was a "splash", water splashed, and Margarita got out of the bath.

She was naked, and the hot water from the hot spring stimulated her capillaries, giving her already delicate and smooth skin an ambiguous crimson color.

After getting out of the hot spring pool, she picked up a bucket of cold water and poured it on her chest.

She moaned softly as the temperature difference stimulated her, while the water flowed down the alluring and exaggerated curves.

Even the stone nymphs and goddess statues would feel inferior in front of this body.

Unfortunately, the only viewer present was unfazed by this scene.

Unlike the naked Margarita, Tissaya was wrapped in a bath towel and sitting in the hot spring pool with a table in the water in front of her.

And she was carefully arranging the angles of the wine glasses and bottles on the table.

It seemed that the things on the table were more mysterious than her student's figure.

Margarita curled her lips in boredom and sat next to Tisaya.

"You look good and are in good shape."

It wasn't until the student finally stopped causing trouble that Tissaya glanced sideways at her whole body and commented.

"In other words, it's better than before. Is that what you want to hear from me?"

After hearing this, Margarita put her generous hands back on the edge of the hot spring pool, leaning her back against the edge, raising her chest and raising her head.

"I'm not 'maintaining' anything, this is nourishing, Tissaya."

When women talk about dirty jokes, the level of explicitness is always far beyond imagination.

Margarita raised her head, and the two of them began to discuss it naturally.

About how she came back to the bedroom in a daze in the morning, and how she only woke up in the afternoon.

Although Tissaya is Margarita's teacher, the two of them now get along more like friends and besties.

When best friends talk about their **** life, the one who is having a good time will always show off.

"He's like a beast, you know?"

Margarita said with an exaggerated expression, clenching her hands tightly in front of her face, as if to show how hard she was.

"Barbaric and merciless."

Tisaya raised an eyebrow and watched her performance.

"Dong dong~"

Just when Margarita was showing off to Tisaya, there was a gentle knock on the door at the stairs of the basement hot spring.

"Well, I didn't mean to interrupt your comment."

Lan En carried a bottle of red wine with air-conditioning condensation on the glass and walked down with a normal expression.

"But I have to say, Berengar is here. If you're inviting someone to dinner, wouldn't it be bad to be late?"

Lan En has become accustomed to facing a sorceress who not only has as much physical needs as a tiger, but also has a level of openness in speech and ideas.

To be honest, with his hearing, he could hear more than a dozen dirty jokes about him by apprentices just walking through any corridor in Aretusari.

Margarita turned around without any scruples, placed her heavy chest on the edge of the hot spring pool, and spread it out into an overflowing pancake shape. He gave Lan En a teasing smile.

"We'll be right up, honey."

"Yes, right away." Tissaya, who only had a bath towel on her body, reached out and took the bottle handed over by Lan En, and at the same time told him, "Talk to him first, we can talk about this period of time at the dinner table. Yield issues.”

The young demon hunter spread his hands with a helpless expression: "Do I still need your guidance, Tissaya?"

"She is just used to treating everyone as a child." Margarita emerged from the water with a trembling smile, showing off her naked body. "Luckily I've graduated."

Lan En shook his head, turned and walked upstairs. The bathroom was very hot and humid, and although he wasn't wearing armor, he didn't like this environment either.

Arriving on the upper floor of the Yinlu Tavern, Berengar was already sitting in the reserved seat.

The lobby of Yinlu Tavern is the same long table where Lan En ordered a set meal and finished it quickly when he came here for the first time.

But there are also single tables placed on a platform that is higher than the second floor.

You can feel the lively atmosphere of the pub, but you also have privacy from the distance.

Berengar was already sitting in his seat. He was still wearing the same shirt, a leather jacket, breeches and boots for easy mobility.

The muscles that tighten his shirt are enough to fool the average person.

I heard that he had already identified a manor near Gos Velen and bought it without much negotiation. But when it comes to dressing up, he still doesn't seem to care much.

"You don't even carry a sword with you now."

After walking up two steps and walking to the edge of the seat, Lan En said as he took off the long knife from his waist and leaned against the table before sitting down.

"Don't laugh at me." Berengar shrugged nonchalantly while holding a glass of beer in his hand, waiting for the food to be served. "It's been a long time since I've fought anyone."

"Although I still have the body of a demon hunter, I guess I can deal with two soldiers right now? With three soldiers without crossbows, I can barely run away."

"In the city, it's enough for me to bring a short sword. A long sword is useless."

As he spoke, Berengar patted his left ribs towards Lan En across the table, making the sound of the blade shaking in the scabbard.

It seems that he still brought a "little guy thing".

Lan En no longer hid himself. Once he returned to Arethusa, there was nothing to hide and nothing to hide.

Secondly, the high-end attribute of Yinlu Tavern means that there won't be too many people here, so there won't be much of a stir when he shows up.

Indeed, most of the people in the tavern were wealthy and successful businessmen. Many of them were suppliers to Aretuza Academy, and they made a lot of money from the mages.

Or a senior employee of Giancardi Bank, or a senior official of the city government.

Although these people seemed surprised and honored when Lan En showed up, they were all decent people anyway.

At most, they came up to chat in a low voice, or stood up from a distance to toast, which did not disturb the peaceful atmosphere.

Tissaya and Margarita also came up from the underground hot spring soon.

The hair of the two sorceresses was still damp and slightly dripping.

But this kind of embarrassing posture on ordinary people will only become more enchanting under their magical and glamorous temperament.

But anyone in the city of Gos Velen who could come to the Yinlu Tavern to eat would not know who the sorceress was.

These strong and beautiful women are of course a great pleasure when they want to have something with you.

But when they don't want to, it may be bad luck for others to take a second look.

So everyone's eyes are very disciplined.

Talking over meals has proven to be an effective social strategy no matter where you are.

This may be because eating is a relaxing state, making it easier to talk.

In short, with Lan En as the link, Berengar's relationship with the sorceresses is quite familiar.

Unfortunately, the relationship between Lan En and Lambert can only be said to be okay. If Geralt and Vesemir were here, they could come over for dinner.

All in all, they all seemed relaxed and comfortable at this social dinner.

The focus of the conversation ranged from Berengar's former career as a demon hunter to 'How strong can Lan become?'

Then it went to the scene. After Hen Gedimitis was cured of his heart disease, Ban Ade College recently began to strictly control the quality of graduates, and many **** male warlocks were expelled from the college.

But then, these unqualified warlock apprentices were absorbed by the intelligence systems of various countries or other places.

People who know magic are high-quality talents everywhere.

During this period, Lan En kept talking.

But he didn't use it to talk. Instead, he kept eating and drinking. He turned the social dinner party into a 'real dinner party'.

He didn't even drink wine, but asked the waiter for milk and juice.

If it were someone else, this behavior might even make people at the dinner party feel surprised and unhappy, thinking that they were being slighted.

But for Lan En, even if he keeps eating, his etiquette and temperament are always calm and soothing.

It didn't make anyone feel uncomfortable at all, and it even affected the other three people at the table to eat a little more. They felt that they had a good appetite today and the chef's skills were also very good.

Margarita sat next to him, finding it very interesting, and kept tilting her head to look at him. He also reached out and added a lot of food to the table.

But after talking for a while, the topic inevitably slipped into a heavy direction.

—Today’s increasingly tense social atmosphere.

Atmosphere against non-human races.

Lan En also stopped slightly at this time.

(End of chapter)