Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1412 1384. Open the door

That afternoon, Lan En put on a hooded cloak and got back on Qilin's horse.

Qilin has not been allowed to go out these days because Lan En requested that "everything in Gaoqiu Castle should be business as usual."

So now that he can go out for a run, Lan En can feel that it is quite happy.

From the southern outskirts of Velen all the way to the Principality of Elland in the northeastern corner of Temeria.

A journey spanning almost the entire length of Temeria was a suitable walk for Qilin.

Of course, this is to allow it to run within three hours. If the time is extended and the speed is slowed down, it may not even be able to talk about taking a walk for the body of this New World ancient dragon.

"Whoops!"

A stream of hot air spurted out from its large moist nostrils, and Qilin shook its head, rippling the wide silk rune cloth covered with it and its pale mane.

Kirin, who had stretched his muscles a little by running all the way, felt quite comfortable.

This road was specifically run in remote and uninhabited areas. Kirin's mobility completely ignored the obstacles of the terrain.

Lan En's body has been strengthened many times, and his tolerance for Qilin's speed has become stronger and stronger.

It was completely different from when I first started traveling with Qilin.

So Geralt had just told Lan En the results of the investigation in the morning. Lan En injected medicine into five Ember Knights at noon. In the afternoon, he had already arrived in the Principality of Elland.

Not many things in the world have this kind of mobility efficiency.

The wizards' portals are of course very efficient, but now the fluctuations in the portals are basically being watched secretly, and no one can think of where they can really appear unexpectedly.

And what about the next best way to move?

Maybe it's the magic flying carpets that some mages from Serikania or Ofir are used to in the rumors.

And excluding these magical flying props that Lan En has never seen before, the rest will be directly downgraded to ordinary horses.

The extraordinary power made the difference in the mobility efficiency of people of various identities in this magical medieval period so great that it could be called unprecedented.

The mages use teleportation technology, and even if there is a cross-continental teleportation error caused by a magical accident, it is just a slightly strenuous long-distance journey for them.

Especially those with power and money can drive the mage to do things and get a ride.

The rest are really using the medieval method of transportation, and they are knowledgeable people who can travel dozens of kilometers beyond their own living range throughout their lives.

Except for some unique monsters that have not even been discovered by humans, no one has ever seen the movement speed and efficiency of Kirin under normal conditions.

Lan En also never let Qilin show off.

Even the intelligence organization that had been keeping an eye on him, at most, knew that when he went to Novigrad before, he now had a horse by his side that was always hidden under the magic harness and was tall and strong beyond imagination.

There is also a suspected 'catman wandering outside the rare species reserve'.

But they have never seen Qilin's speed.

There is no way to prepare for or plan for something you haven't seen before.

No one could have imagined that the demon hunter, who had already behaved outrageously on the battlefield, could appear in the Principality of Elland outside of Velen within a few hours without involving the warlock.

"Don't let others see it, Qilin."

After turning over and dismounting, Lan En habitually patted Gu Long's strong neck, making a heavy 'bang' sound.

"Huchi~" Qilin shook his head and blew out a stream of hot air.

‘What are you thinking about? Can I be seen? ’

The meaning it conveys from the variant [Yaxi Seal] is very disdainful.

Lan En didn't take it seriously either.

Even at the speed of a unicorn walking, ordinary people would probably not be able to see it at all if they suddenly saw this thing running past their field of vision. The probability of seeing it as a wandering demon spirit is much higher than that of seeing it as a tall horse.

However, Lan En still curled his lips and pushed down his blown-up hair again.

He looked at the rows of sharp-angled spikes growing out from under the skin on the shoulder joints and hip joints of Qilin's body with a bit of resentment.

The high-energy crystal-like sharp corners easily broke through the protection of the silk rune cloth and magic horse harness, and poked out amid the violent jolts of the fast running.

As a result, Lan En started to feel numb again halfway through the static electricity on Qilin's body.

"Didn't Margarita tell you to change the style of your harness?"

The witcher complained.

Fortunately, Lan En is not a normal person, otherwise even if Qilin lowers the intensity of the current, the electricity on its back would still be enough to cause a person to have trouble.

".Xilulu~"

Qilin's eyes rolled up as if remembering.

‘.It seems like since the last time you went out to play by yourself, I haven’t been back. ’

Very good, what else can Lan En say?

Qilin rarely went back, so he didn't even have time for Margarita to take measurements or modify the style of the magic harness.

The demon hunter silently raised his fist and hit Qilin on the head with a bang!

Gu Long's head swung out like a pendulum directly on its slender horse's neck, sawdust flew, and smashed a tree as thick as a bowl next to it with a click.

But Qilin, who had been punched, was extremely agile and ran out in the direction of the swing of his head, running away happily.

As he ran, he made a provocative click of the horse's tongue: "Purrrrrrr!"

To Qilin and Lan En, this kind of powerful blow was already considered a joke.

After waiting for Qilin to run away, the demon hunter turned his head and looked at a castle not far away.

On the walls of the castle, flags fluttered in the wind on the erected gun poles. One side is the White Baihe emblem of Temeria, the other side is the flag of the Principality of Elland, and the last side is a white rose blooming on a fiery red background.

The relaxed expression on Lan En's face that he had just been playing with his friends slowly disappeared. A cold and hard temperament covered his face.

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As autumn deepens, the days are getting shorter.

The roar of the Pontar River cannot be heard here, but the moisture and cold air can travel far.

Today, at night, white mist can briefly appear when people exhale.

Similarly, people become sleepy much earlier.

"Stop!" On the gate tower of the castle, a sniffling soldier leaned out from the battlements of the city wall and shouted, "Who are you? State your identity and your purpose of coming! Quick!"

After shouting outside the castle gate, he shouted angrily directly below the city gate.

"Wake the **** up! People are here!"

After being yelled by the people above, the light of candles and the flickering of figures came from the observation hole on the wall next to the city gate.

In the sentry room, a soldier who slept so hard that his helmet almost fell off, revealing his oily and knotted hair, cursed and approached the observation hole.

It was dark at night, and the observation hole was too small to clearly see the outside with candlelight.

There was only a dark shadow in his eyes.

"Suck~" He sniffed for a moment before preparing to ask.

But then

"A key chain of magic-blocking gold?" Outside the observation hole, an interested voice came from the large black shadow, "It seems that you have indeed received a large amount of funding."

The soldier who was still dazed at first suddenly widened his eyes at this moment!

This is a sign that biological instinct has begun to concentrate, but it is already too slow.

In the darkness outside the observation hole, a palm wearing bone-white armor suddenly stretched out!

The violent and sudden movement even caused a sharp and short sound of breaking through the air!

With a click, the gauntlet penetrated the observation hole and held the soldier's neck, which was already covered with a layer of black chapped.

There was no struggle, because he couldn't react and his strength was not at the same level at all.

The scream was stuck in his throat, his face was red from holding it in, but there was no sound.

He neatly threw the key chain made of magic-blocking gold a little further into the sentry room, and then a burst of cold white magic aura suddenly emerged from the dark night, but at this moment, it was covered by the wide cloak.

【Yaxsi Dharma Seal】

The interference of magic-blocking gold to demon hunters is far less powerful than that to warlocks. This is due to the difference in the casting principles of the two.

After the key chain hanging on the sentry's body was thrown away, he was suddenly pinched until he was almost unconscious. He was no longer able to resist the [Yaxi Sign].

"Your identity."

The big hand wearing bone-white armor slowly retracted into the darkness outside the observation hole.

"The Knights of the White Rose. Calling for levies."

Without his hands clasping his neck, the soldier's eyes were now blank and he responded in a daze.

The collar and cuffs of his cotton-padded armor were so black that they were shiny, and there wasn't even a piece of iron hanging on the entire cotton-padded armor. This kind of terrible equipment was indeed consistent with his status as a conscript.

"How long have you been enlisted?"

"One month."

"Tsk."

Hearing the sentry's answer, Lan En clicked his tongue in displeasure.

The conscripts who have just been here for a month cannot be said to have much to do with the Knights of the White Rose.

He would have to be more careful when he took action later.

"Hey! What are you two muttering about there?!" A voice came from the city wall asking, "Reply! Who is he! Otherwise, I will just shoot him with a bow and arrow!"

The firelight flickered above. It was the guard on guard who took the torch and lay on the battlements of the city wall, swinging downwards, trying to use the firelight to see what was going on below.

Lan En's slightly glowing cat eyes under the hood just raised his head, and then he still asked in a less anxious tone.

"Are all the knights in the castle?"

"Most of the time."

"Where are they?"

"In the main tower, we live in shacks."

After asking this, a satisfactory arc gradually appeared under the shadow of the hood.

The firelight on the city wall above shone more and more rapidly.

"Speak back to the top, soldier. Ask him to open the door. I'm alone here. Come up with any excuse. How about using your imagination?"

Lann took a step back and faced the castle gate through the observation hole. He even spoke in a relaxed tone.

"Imagination" The drowsy soldier muttered to himself, and then shouted in response, "Open the door!"

"You two have been mumbling for a long time and you are just telling me this nonsense? If you don't tell me your identity, I will open your mouth! Do you want your **** to be opened?"

Vulgar and cursing shouts came from above, but the sentry himself was calm and unfazed.

"He seems to have been sent by Duke Seeward. Are you afraid of just one person?"

"What do you mean it seems like? I don't want to get a stick! Make it clear!"

"I only have a **** candle in my hand. What can I see clearly in the observation hole? Anyway, the badge is like that, so hurry up and open the door."

A tall and quiet figure wearing a hooded cloak stood in front of the castle gate. Amidst the squeaking sound of the bearings rotating, the firelight behind the gate was squeezed into a vertical line by the cracks in the door and fell on the wide cloak.

Lan En moved his shoulders and wrists, and walked straight forward before the door was fully opened.