Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 298: 297Exchange and cooperation

Chapter 298 297. Exchange and cooperation

Are you a witcher?

A slightly stuck common language came out from the woods.

Lan naturally threw away the arrow in his hand, then opened the hood on his head, showing his cat's eyes to the dryads in the forest.

If its true, everyone.

After he made a circle, a small group of tree spirits suddenly emerged from the dense forest.

Just as Lan En learned before, she has grass-green skin and a graceful and graceful figure, like a nymph in the woods.

Their hiding ability in the woods is exaggerated. As long as they want to, the movements in the woods can cover up their own movements.

Even if their bodies sweat, the smell is like tree sap, without human pheromones.

The witcher's extraordinary senses are unlikely to find them in the forest.

Lan En saw with his own eyes a brick-red haired tree spirit walking out from behind a fir tree holding a bow, but the width of the fir tree should not be able to cover the tree spirit at all.

Then a tree spirit with olive green hair also emerged from the bushes that Lan En had seen just now, but no one was found at all, and faced him with a bow raised.

There should be more dryads in the woods, but if it's just for conversation, these guys are about it.

The brick-red haired dryad looked at Lan En for a while. Her expression was so serious that Lan En could not judge whether she was beautiful or not.

The awkward ancient language came out of her mouth, and her expression seemed to be urging.

Of course, the person urging was not Lan En. A tree spirit with honey-colored hair reluctantly stepped forward and took on the role of translator.

Witcher, your name.

Judging from the voice, this is the tree spirit who just called him.

Lan En understood very well the tree spirits' reluctance to contact outsiders. If his scalp was offered for purchase, he would not want to talk to someone who might take over the business.

But Lan knew very well that he would never be able to take that kind of job in his life.

So when responding, the young demon hunter seemed open-minded.

"Lane, Lann of Cintra. What's your name? As a basis for conversation, exchanging names is necessary."

"It does not matter."

The honey-colored tree spirit refused at first, but then pursed his lips. "Blaine. If you feel like we need to use names for this conversation, just call me Blaine."

"Okay, Brian. I am a demon hunter who will not attack intelligent creatures because of money or missions. You may believe it or not. I entered Broklon this time just to deal with the day demon. Spirit. It has been wandering here for two years, so you must know something about it?"

Brain stood seven steps in front of Lan En, and Lan En simply found a rotten and fallen log and sat on it.

The day demon is a trouble, both to humans and to you. If I can get rid of it, theres no reason why you cant make it easier for me, right?

Brain looked back. Although the brick-red haired tree elf had not spoken, he nodded to her imperceptibly.

So Blaine turned back to Lan and said.

"I have heard the rules of you demon hunters. I hope you are abiding by the rules and do not hunt intelligent creatures. What do you need to free that demon spirit?"

Lan En nodded, it would be easier if he was willing to cooperate.

Immediately, he briefly introduced to the tree spirit translator the method of hunting demon spirits during the day, as well as the ins and outs of the incident. "So" Brian frowned after hearing this, looking quite embarrassed.

You want to find the womans bones? The bones that have been lying in this forest for two years?

The tree spirit translator spread his hands and felt that the demon hunter in front of him was talking in his sleep.

No one knows the biodegradability of forests better than them. The lushness of the Brokleon Forest far exceeds human imagination. Even the body of an adult griffon cannot be preserved for more than three days.

How much more so a woman weighing over a hundred pounds?

Lets not mention this for now, but Im more interested in you. Arent you curious about the sound of the woman who completed the womans curse in a distorted form and dragged away the body after it was realized?

Lan En was sitting bent over with his elbows on his knees, looking very relaxed.

The tree elves who were originally raising their bows on guard behind Brain now let down their guard a little after the conversation became smoother, and leaned against the tree trunks to look around.

Brain didn't seem to care about Lan's curiosity.

"This is a huge forest that has existed since ancient times until today, Witcher. The area of this forest is almost the same as that of Verden and Brugg. And how many do you think we have? Tens of thousands? A dozen or so. Wan? Do you think the dryads are the managers and protectors of Brok Leon?"

Brain smiled sarcastically.

"Don't judge us by human standards, witcher. Brokleon has no managers and no protectors. The dryads are Brokleon's daughters, not their masters."

It is normal for some kind of ancient power and unknown creatures to appear in this forest. If you want to listen, I can tell you six or seven different ones.

"No, thank you for the invitation." Lan En nodded, expressing his understanding of the dryads' habit of taking supernatural powers for granted.

"I just hope that when I chase the bones, there won't be a good arrow shot at the back of my head. As long as I can guarantee this, I can let the day demon for the sake of humans and tree spirits." Spiritual liberation.

"I promise you, Witcher." Blaine nodded to Lan from a distance.

The forest returned to its eerie tranquility, and the dryads disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if they had never appeared.

Lan En put his hands on his knees and stood up from the rotten wood.

Having obtained the temporary right of way to Broccolion, it was time for him to get to work.

It was almost noon, and he planned to spend the afternoon finding the bones, and then summon the day demon to appear at night.

At night, the power of day demons will be weakened, which is easier to deal with than night demons.

The night demon spirits cannot even be summoned at other times except late at night when their power is at its strongest.

Mentos began to project on Lan En's retina, it sorted out the environmental conditions, and then highlighted suspected clues to match Lan En's witcher vision.

But even with this kind of treatment that ordinary demon hunters would never dare to imagine, Lan En's progress was not smooth sailing.

It is true that as Brian said, the vigorous biological activities in the forest, the nature of plants and animals can cover up all traces.

Lan En had to rely on the roaring bear head pendant around his neck. He couldn't find the body based on traces, and could only find it based on the residue of Chaos magic.

The Cormorant Curse, which is extremely effective, and the huge magic power that drives the vines will leave traces for ten years.

Lan En wandered around the junction between this forest and the outside world for a long time, and finally found a vine that retained the magic power of chaos.

He followed the clues and advanced about half a kilometer in the forest, finally finding his target in a large dead tree with a hollow interior.

Recommendations please! Asking for a monthly ticket! Please subscribe!