Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 43 43. Sudden changes

Lane and Bernie still continue their daily jobs.

The young man thought about persuading Little White in the tavern yesterday. His need for the petals of Baise Zinnia was not too urgent.

But then I thought about it. As long as you didn’t go into the woods, the road around the village was indeed safe, so I followed White’s lead.

 The two men once again searched for traces of monsters along the shore of Fike Lake.

At this time, Lan En was sitting on the bow of the boat. His heavy weight and armor made the draft of the bow a little deeper than the stern of the boat where Bernie was sitting.

 The young man was pressing his temples hard.

 Last night was a Mentos Stirring Coke Bottle night.

 After more than half a month of cooperative hunting, Lan En’s [Trace Detection] skill acquired from Bernie has reached 87% proficiency.

This proficiency, combined with the extraordinary senses of the witcher, has actually made Lan En's retrieval ability beyond the limits that ordinary people can achieve.

 Perhaps the knowledge about monsters is still poor without the guidance of a teacher. But in terms of tracking ability alone, he is definitely not at the bottom even among demon hunters.

With the calculation ability provided by Mentos, he can even replay what happened in a location within a week to a certain extent in his mind!

 The Sherlock Holmes in the novel is nothing more than that.

 What concerns the young man the most is the [surgery] skill that is related to his personal military upgrade.

 This skill has been practiced by water ghosts, swamp witches, and occasionally evil ghosts and ghouls, and its current proficiency has soared to 55%.

The value may not seem big, but Lan En’s goal is not to become a reliable surgeon.

 Performing surgery on himself and putting the gene seed into his chest was his primary goal.

 Stable technique, grasp of own organs, precise cutting and suturing

 For Lan En's primary goal, this level of proficiency is actually enough.

“In other words, there is only a magic potion left from the plan.”

 Lan En put down the hand that was rubbing his forehead and rubbed it on his face to stay awake.

Just at this time, there was a collision sound from the bottom of the ship. The ship shook and then stabilized.

“We’re here, let’s start working. By the way, you didn’t sleep last night, okay?”

Bernie jumped out of the boat first and began to adjust the docking attitude of the boat.

"It's not bad! That's enough, it's a tidal flat again." The young man muttered.

　　Yesterday on the road, Bernie told Lan in detail about a time when he hunted a pack of wolves.

How he tracked, distinguished traces, lured, and divided the wolves, according to him, almost used up all his knowledge and ingenuity that time.

 Because the atmosphere was very good at that time, he was very interested in talking, so he talked in detail.

It doesn’t matter, Mentos’s analysis prompts never stop!

 When Lan En lay down at night, a full 20% of the proficiency poured in all at once, and the feeling was really stronger than the first day.

 The two have become very comfortable working together.

Bernie's hand was on the hilt of the sword, squatting down to check the marks.

 After taking off the bandage, he sewed himself a long leather glove out of leather. The gloves that had been scratched by the water ghost now became a pair again.

 “This way, let’s go.”

After a while, Bernie's tracking skills led the two of them to find a group of monsters.

There is no swamp witch. Four water ghosts are picking up dead fish and crabs on the beach to eat.

Lane now handles opponents of this level very cleanly.

Within less than two minutes in total, his silver sword was thrust into the mouth of the last water ghost, and the tip of the sword came out from the back of the head.

Then he didn’t dissect the body anymore, and just walked in the mud to look for Bernie.

　　About the monster material about the water ghost, he can hardly put it down.

 And if there are no strange deformities or lesions, the contribution of water ghosts to [Surgical] skill proficiency has become very little.

"Let's go, wear heavy armor, I don't want to stay on the beach any longer now."

The soles of his feet stepped into the wet and sticky mud, sinking deeply into it. This touch made the young man purse his lips in discomfort.

Bernie felt light all over and looked at Lan En teasingly, and the two of them prepared to move to the next battlefield.

But at this moment, not far from the tidal flat, there was a sudden cry on the road that had turned into dry ground.

 “Hey! Please wait a minute!”

 The sound is accompanied by the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground. Lan En raised his eyebrows. These people were already very close, but with his own senses, he actually heard it at the same time as Bernie.

 But looking at the environment, Lan En also felt that it was normal.

 Willen is close to the sea, and the entire province is often windy. However, due to the difference in air temperature near the lake, the wind will be even stronger.

The smelly wind is now blowing the big trees on the shore, and coupled with the roar of the wind itself, even asking Mentos to block the noise is probably not effective.

The two of them waited for less than ten seconds before a decent young man with brown hair appeared in front of them riding a horse with the same hair color as his.

 A smooth bearskin shawl, clothes with dense stitching, and a leather hat. He is a rich man.

As we all know, rich people are generally believed to be less likely to do bad things that involve violence.

 So Lan En and Bernie were not too nervous at the moment.

“You two, thank you two for giving me time to get closer.”

It seemed that the wind was too strong and disturbed his breathing on the horse. The decent young man took a big breath and stumbled over his words.

 But because of this, the smile on his face became more friendly.

Bernie saw that the witcher was still struggling with the mud on his boots, so he took a step forward.

"Okay, friend, you don't have to get close, just stand there. If you meet someone who needs help on the road, you should help, because no one knows whether you will have such a day. But you also know that the world is not right now. Taiping, we should be more vigilant, it’s good for us all. Yes, this distance is enough, I can hear clearly what you are saying.”

 In order to show friendliness and trustworthiness, the decent young man controlled his horse and took two small steps back.

“Who says it’s not the case? First Meritelli was desecrated by cannibals, and now there is no news about the case of missing children. I understand your caution.”

 The decent young man smiled and tightened his bearskin shawl until it covered his chest.

“Call me Willis, son of a Novigrad merchant.”

 “I just came to ask for directions, nothing else.”

"I walked all the way from Novigrad to the village of Lindenvale, which was considered to be in the territory of Willen, but my guide only took me there, and he contracted the disease and died. But my goal was the village of Burnt Wood. I heard that there was a man there. A powerful witch doctor, I am here just for him."

The young man rubbed his nose and inadvertently showed three shining gold rings with precious stones on his fingers, which greatly strengthened his credibility as a man from Novigrad.

 After all, everyone knows that the rich people there are really rich.

Bernie also believed most of what the other party said, but he was still a little confused.

"Lyndonville? Where are you going from Novigrad to Scorchwood Village? Can't you go directly to the inn at the crossroads? We are in the south of Wellen, and Scorchwood Village is in the northwest. It's not that bad."

Lan En, who originally had no intention of asking passers-by, suddenly felt something was wrong.

Mentos captured this feeling keenly, and in an instant, the biological brain laid out several logical chains for reference.

 His direction was too far off.

 Didn’t he just enter Velen? Why does he know everything about what happened a few days ago?

Also, the sound of horse hooves just now was not just one horse, was it?

 What are the other people doing? !

Sudden palpitations, Lan En's heart was beating wildly at this moment!

There was no time to draw the sword from his back, Lan En stepped on the mud, not caring that the huge force had completely buried the soles of his feet in the tidal flats.

 Taking big strides towards Bernie!

 “Queen!”

 There is no time to invoke the auxiliary function of the sigil, or even use the secret knowledge of the Bear School.

At this moment, Lan En could only use the most traditional Quen seal - and then put himself blessed by the seal in front of Bernie.

 A sound of "Dang!".

Until his instinctive reaction passed, Lan En realized that his Quen seal collapsed and a crossbow arrow flew away!

 But this is not enough! The other side’s hooves were heard by more than two horses!

 There are still people! What is that person doing? Where is that person? !

 A pair of cat eyes glanced around in an instant, but found nothing.

 Until there was a sound of flesh falling into the muddy water from behind.

The pupils of the cat's eyes shrank sharply, and Lan En turned his head sharply.

Bernie lay on his back with a dazed face.

 He has a crossbow arrow stuck in his belly!

Not far away, a respectable young man who called himself Willis laughed and drew his sword from the side of the saddle.

His bearskin shawl could no longer cover his chest.

 A human hand necklace slipped out of the shawl.

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