Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 947 929. Children of God

 Qilin, who had been waiting for a while under the artificial "cliff" created by the uplift of Lothric, let out a neighing sound that was unclear whether he was proud or impatient.

Its bright red crystal eyes looked at the demon hunter and several other guys who were sent down by a few little demons flapping their wings.

Lothric, a huge mountain city that covers an entire side of a mountain range, was directly raised by more than a hundred meters under the orders of the two princes.

Logically speaking, this kind of power is even more outrageous than hundreds of hydrogen bombs.

 But in this world, as the most powerful among the gods, Lothric can do it without any trouble.

 At the same time, Lothric's largest violent organization, the Lothric knights, are still fighting with guns and swords.

 This is very abnormal in terms of the education Lan En has experienced and the common sense he has built.

 But considering the different characteristics and huge differences between the worlds, perhaps it is normal to have this feeling of dissonance.

But if they sit on its back, the passengers will not be able to withstand the shock caused by the 100-meter drop.

This guy probably won't be injured even if he lands hard. There is no doubt about the vitality and toughness of the monsters in the New World.

Ge Cide's situation was not optimistic. Even in the church on the high wall, the two high-ranking priests, Klimt and Emma, ​​tried their best to perform miracles, but it was of no use.

 So Lan En, Fluffy Ball, Ocelot and Grid were all sent down by the little devils waiting at the gate of Lothric City.

Before leaving, Klimt held the demon hunter's hands, with an uneasy and guilty expression on his face with gray beard.

 So in order to get the saint healed as soon as possible, they must send Ge Cide to the Netherworld Church in front of Rosalia as soon as possible.

 But now that the Dragon Knights of the Fire Sect have been cleared out by the Prince Sect in the inner city, there is only one candidate.

 The erosion of crystallization is too strong, and the knowledge of crystallization is too profound and ancient.

Not long ago, the Deep Church team led by Lan En successfully fought their way out of the big library and brought back [Angel Daughter] Ge Cide.

The limbs and bat wings of these little demons are all slender and skinny, but they are surprisingly powerful and can fly quite steadily.

 Halfway through speaking, this devout believer choked up uncontrollably.

As far as movement efficiency is concerned, Lothric's Dragon Knight may be able to compete with Qilin.

 “I will, friend.” The witcher patted his shoulder with a backhand to comfort him.

 “Leave it to you, Lan.”

As an ancient dragon in the New World, Qilin certainly didn't care about the height difference of more than 100 meters.

That gentle and sincere face even made Klimt temporarily absent-minded.

 The two of them had the story in their hands and there was nothing they could do about it.

 “Please, I must”

 Following the original route, we successfully left the inner city and returned to the outer high wall.

“Rosalia really can’t lose anything more, she’s already too sad.”

Of course, there is also Ocelot who emerges from his father’s torture.

“Honorable Rosalia also saved me from being corrupted by darkness. Due to reason, I will send her child back to her.”

Lane made his promise, and Klimt believed in his promise.

He has long seen the character of the witcher and has no doubt about it.

 “Don’t be so arrogant where it doesn’t matter, you!”

Lan En, who was put down from the little devil's claws, walked up to Qilin and punched the opponent's slender and elegant neck.

Qilin shook his head indifferently, and the pale mane started to dance.

 Getting on his horse, Ge Cide and Ocelot were held in the arms of Lan En and Flannel Ball respectively.

 “The goal is the Deep Church, you remember the way.”

 After sitting down, Lan En gently patted the side of Qilin's face and said to it.

 “As soon as possible, man. This is not good.”

Lan En looked down at the blind and voiceless saint in his arms.

She huddled tightly in Lan En's arms as if she was clinging to the last harbor, and murmured in pain from time to time.

Qilin seems to feel this pain and urgency.

It turned its head to its back and looked at it. It was no longer playful or lazy.

The red crystal-like eyes looked at Lan En and nodded solemnly.

 Azure blue electric light flashed on the unicorn’s beautiful blue and white fur and cut through the air. But it only flickered under the wide and drapey silk rune cloth, without affecting the passengers on its back.

These electric lights can stimulate Qilin's body activity, and if necessary, can make its skin harder than steel.

 A "whoosh" sound!

The Qilin, which controlled its speed just right, turned into a blue-white afterimage of electric light among the barren and messy soil and rocks, shooting out into the distance.

 The journey along the way is something that can be easily crossed based on Qilin's speed.

　　Whether it is hillsides, cliffs, or rocks blocking the road, these terrains have no hindrance to Qilin at all.

On the road to living sacrifices, they also passed the location of the crystallized old man who was allied with the undead team.

 But Lan En had no intention of provoking him.

 Although the betrayal of the twin brothers, Crystal Old Man, has been put on the table, there are more important things to do now. The journey was fast and furious, and soon the witcher came to the territory of the Deep Church again.

Although the sun has risen again, the dead and wandering undead people have not returned to normal.

In the cemetery in front of the Netherworld Church, wandering souls whose corpses had been eaten out by maggots were wandering around in large numbers, almost one at a time.

 And the gravekeepers responsible for bleeding them and stuffing them back into coffins were obviously crazy.

They were wandering around with their swords in hand. Regardless of whether they were wandering spirits or not, it seemed that they would chop at each other first.

 Fortunately, with the Qilin's mobility, these lunatics didn't even have a chance to make contact with Lan En, let alone block the road.

While passing by the Purification Chapel, Lan En glanced inside.

The old knight who once had a few words with him on the road, Grandpa Gale. Now that he seems to be gone, Lann hopes he can find a place to live in this chaotic world.

Re-entering the church with thick walls, I looked at the majestic, grand and familiar building, the huge fiery red hangings hanging from the dome, covering the statues of gods, symbolizing the blessing of flames.

 Lan En actually felt that he had a sense of security in this unstable world.

Maybe it’s because he had a rare period of stability here, or maybe it’s because Rosalia’s [sunshine] made him remember the warmth that reached his body and mind.

In short, in this world that is maintained by fire, this feeling is extremely precious.

 ‘Crash’, Qilin’s horse’s hooves stepped on the ground where they had just entered the church. A layer of shallow, clear water accumulated here, and the horse’s hooves caused splashes.

The sound echoed for a long time in the huge church building.

"who is it?"

　　On the second floor platform of the church, a voice asked, also carrying an echo.

Lan En looked up and saw Leonard's face with a silver mask.

“Ah, it seems our hero is back?”

The other party's voice was as playful and deep as ever, sounding like a conspirator with evil intentions.

But Lan En already knew what kind of virtue this guy was, and this kind of penetrating tone sounded to him simply because this guy didn't know how to speak well.

 “Stop being so dramatic! It’s urgent! Pick us up!”

 “Of course, of course.”

Leonard said as he bent down and pulled up the lever.

"I asked you to do something urgent. Now that you're back, of course I want to take a look, right?!"

The mechanism began to rise under the activation of the pull rod. Lan En and Qilin stood on the top frame of the metal gate that was one person wide and were lifted up by the mechanism.

　　Just connected to the platform where Rosalia's bedroom is located.

 Then immediately afterwards, Leonard, who was speaking calmly, felt as if he had seen a ghost!

He saw the woman in Lan En's arms, and also saw the cat dragging a big baby on Qilin's back!

 In just a moment, he realized that he had thought completely wrong.

He originally thought that Lan En was just coming back for some support during the mission. After all, it would not be easy to welcome the Saint back.

But he didn’t expect that the witcher would come back with goals, and even extra goals!

 “His Royal Highness Ge Cide! And...”

The eyes under the silver mask widened unconsciously, and he was stumbling when speaking.

 “King Ocelot, prince?!”

 “Hurry, come with me!”

Within a moment of the strange greetings and the barbed greetings, Leonard completely forgot what he had planned to say.

 Even the most basic steps of a warrior could not be maintained, and he almost fell over when he turned around in a hurry.

But Leonard couldn't care about anything anymore.

Lan En and Qilin followed him closely. A group of maggots were pupating on the ground of the terrace. Lan En just nodded and said hello to them without stopping.

 Leonard didn’t even say hello.

 All the way to the outside of Rosalia's bedroom.

Eldridge defeated the giant, and the dent that hammered out the outer iron fence door is still there.

Leonard rushed ahead of Lan En and struggled to push open the strong door, which was almost as tall and thick as the door of the Deep Church.

"No, don't do it. I'll do it. Just let me do it."

Listening to Leonard's tone, it seemed as if he was afraid that Lan En's slight movement would damage the saint in his arms.

 The huge and thick door opened, and Lan En finally saw Rosalia again just as he was being placed on the goddess's lap for treatment.

 She fell down on her bed still wearing a black veil, sadly immersed in her own world.

 But this time is different.

After the door creaked open, she seemed to suddenly sense something.

　　The head that was originally silent and sad suddenly raised, looking at Lan En and Fluffy Ball who walked in from the door.

 To be precise, it is the sons of God in them.

Rosalía’s delicate lips moved on the lower half of her face that was not covered by the veil.

Although she has no tongue, Lan En and Leonard still know exactly what she is mumbling.

 Those are her children.