Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1004 986. Bait?

Suddenly, Triss asked curiously amid Lan En's silence.

"If I was really in pain and only sleeping with you could alleviate the feeling of wanting to die, would you accept me with burns all over my body?"

I'm going to give you some high-potency anesthetic, the kind that's prepared on site.

Lan En thought silently in his heart, and Mentos listed out the formulas of many various anesthetics he had developed before.

However, Biochemical Intelligent Brain changed hands and was suppressed by Lan En.

Lan En is no longer the Chu brother he had never eaten or seen before. He clearly felt that the atmosphere between Triss and him today was not right.

This was not the gentle way they had gotten along before, but rather like a raging fire that couldn't wait to burn up.

"You're a little drunk, Triss. Although this wine is sweet, it's very strong and not suitable for you."

Lan En calmly avoided the question.

The cruelty of war will basically cause the participants to have more or less mental problems.

Not to mention that at the end, Triss suffered severe burns all over her body due to losing control of her magic power.

The pain of burns, the fear of death, the confusion caused by infection and fever, and the mental torture of war. In the eyes of Lan En, who took care of her at the time, Triss was almost like a mental patient.

If Triss really made that request at that time, Lan En could only think that she had lost her basic thinking ability.

He can't have a relationship with a mentally ill person while he's having a psychotic episode, right? What's that? Taking advantage of others' danger?

"Yes, I was a little drunk."

Triss chuckled, feeling a little tipsy.

She didn't care about Lan En's change of subject.

Instead, she stretched without any worries. Under the translucent silk shirt, the outline of an emerald green underwear became clear as she stretched.

"What I just said is just a hypothesis that didn't happen. Now I don't have any traces of burns on my body, thanks to the crystal cultivation technology you developed."

"No, the skin tissue was cultured long before I went there."

Lan En was about to explain, but Triss didn't give him a chance. She touched the cup to him and drank it down.

The witcher pursed his lips and drank his own glass.

Triss picked up the wine bottle unsteadily, poured it for herself, and then wanted to lie on top of Lan En and fill his glass.

But half way down, it was as if he was so dazed that he couldn't get up.

She lay on Lan En's shoulder and breathed out hot breath that smelled of sweet alcohol.

"Rita asked me to 'take care of' you, don't you understand what that means?"

"Wait~"

The witcher opened his eyes slightly.

"She said that you have been through a lot of things, and we couldn't be with you when we couldn't."

Triss' hot breath blew on Lan En's neck, her eyes blurred.

The palms lingered on the witcher's exposed skin.

"In other worlds, you meet things and people we can't imagine. She has a sense of crisis about this, you know? The insecurity of being afraid of losing you."

"She is afraid that in the future you will become bored with this world and never come back."

"So, she has now opened a 'door of convenience' for me."

I have permission.

Lan En heard this meaning from Triss's words.

"No, Triss. This is a bit too ridiculous! What is Rita thinking!"

"Whether it's ridiculous or not can be discussed later."

Triss supported Lan En's shoulders and raised her upper body up.

At the same time, the originally filled wine glass was poured over her body with her smile.

Amber-colored expensive wine was sprinkled on the equally expensive clothes. The silk shirt that was originally light-transmitting was now highlighted by the dim and ambiguous candlelight, and the emerald green outline underneath it was even more highlighted.

The style of the underwear can only be said to be very trendy.

"I have the same concerns as Rita, if not more so. Don't you feel you have an obligation to make us feel at ease?"

"All I can say is that your worries will not happen."

Lan En shook his head.

Triss pretended not to hear.

“Promises are not made with words, but with actions.”

"Do" was pronounced with an accent, and following the sound, Triss had knelt down and sat on Lan En's lap.

With a 'click', this wooden bench covered with cashmere made an unpleasant sound.

Lan En's height also became shorter.

"Wait, wait, Triss, this chair is not very strong!"

"It doesn't matter."

The soft breath of the sorceress was like that of a very hungry beast.

"Today, it doesn't matter if I crash through all these floors."

"Comfort me. Please don't leave."

Triss knelt on Lan En's lap and held the witcher's head tightly in her arms.

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"Triss! This thing is wrong!"

The next morning, the demon hunter's voice rang out from the luxurious villa near the Patriarch's Square.

Lan En was wearing jodhpurs and was shirtless. His wet hair was hanging on his shoulders. He was wiping his head with a towel.

I saw him standing in front of a cashmere-covered bench that was in a mess, broken in the middle and then ravaged many times, and he was poking at the remains with his toes.

Lan En raised his head and shouted upstairs, with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

The fractures on the bench are smooth and neat. This is done by magic!

At first, Lan En thought that the broken chair was caused by the fact that when Margarita revealed her body data to Triss, the data was out of date.

His body now not only has strong bones and muscles, but also a lot of extra metal cables.

Wires of Valyrian steel mixed with Nergigante bone were fixed and spread over every tendon in his body.

[Inner Steel] provides him with a huge increase in strength, as well as enhanced defense under the skin.

He now has to gain dozens of kilograms of weight all over his body.

All this weight was gained in less than a month.

Margarita didn't take the weight into account, which was completely normal.

But now it seems

Lan En put the towel around his neck, bent down and easily lifted the entire two-part cashmere bench as if lifting a straw.

Triss's mature and girlish voice came from the second floor.

"What?"

She's still playing dumb.

With her wet soles stepping on the floor, Triss stood at the top of the stairs and looked down.

Her signature red hair is wrapped in a smaller towel, while a larger towel wraps her area below her collarbone and above her thighs.

But there is no doubt that this half-packed state is the most attractive state.

The sorceress is always very good at seducing people.

Triss looked at Lan En from upstairs with a confident and mischievous smile.

She saw the bench held up by the witcher like straw, without any trouble.

"What a shame, I quite like this chair."

She waved her hand nervously, leaving a few wet footprints on the wooden floor, then turned and walked away.

"Put it there, my dear. It's very commemorative. I'll find a craftsman to make it stronger."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tris stretched her head out from the second floor.

"Of course, if you want to break it every time, I won't make it too strong."

"Triss~"

Lan En drew out his voice dissatisfied.

But this only resulted in the sorceress's clearer laughter.

"Good morning meow, boss!"

The flannel ball trotted down from the third floor with all four paws on the ground, its big watery eyes very clear.

It was placed directly on the third floor by Triss's magic last night, and it looked like it had no idea what was going on.

"All right."

Lan En put down the remains of the chair in his hand and pinched his forehead.

Judging from this spell-casting ability, Triss was not drunk last night.

what is this?

A traumatized older sister seduces an ignorant young man?

Dry!

Lan En mentally turned the table over and gave the passing biochemical brain a slap in the face, completely blinding Mentos who was advancing the [Spell Fire] analysis task.

But in appearance, the witcher still maintains a mature and stable image in front of the kitten.

Lan En's armor and clothing lining were torn apart last night.

The armor was nothing, it was strong, but the clothes were all torn to pieces.

However, Margarita showed the benefit of giving Lan En's physical data to Triss, and Triss also prepared a whole wardrobe for Lan En here.

The sorceress looked particularly bright today, so she even saved a lot of time when putting on makeup.

Last night, Qilin seemed a little tired of seeing the human city, so he ran outside the city to play.

After following Lan En for a long time, it has probably learned how to avoid the attention of the crowd. After all, the wisdom of the ancient dragon will not be compromised because of the laziness of the unicorn.

After the radiant Triss came downstairs, she not only turned a blind eye to the witcher's resisting eyes, she even moved up to him, pulled his neck down, and kissed him on the lips.

Lan En shook his head. Triss seemed to be more lively than Margarita.

He put on the hooded cloak again, and this time without the unicorn, he was at least less noticeable.

A tall and noble horse that looks like an ordinary thing, and is dressed in a magical harness, it is too conspicuous even in Novigrad.

A man in a hood and cloak with his head hidden and his tail exposed is not uncommon on the streets of Novigrad.

Because of this city's unique and independent status, there are many spies, spies, private detectives, and fugitives on the streets who do not want to show their faces.

The sales of hooded cloaks are very good in this city.

Triss, who was in a happy mood, walked out with Lan En, while Dandelion and Geralt were already waiting in the Patriarch's Square.

"The tree spirit in the forest!" Dandelion came up and grabbed Triss's hand enthusiastically and kissed her palm.

"The fairy in the sky! The fairy of illusion! The saint with eyes as blue as lake water! As beautiful as the dawn. Your slightly pouty lips make people's hearts swell."

Triss, who was already in a good mood, giggled and waited until Dandelion finished singing a verse before taking back her palm.

Everyone is no longer a child, and you can understand what happened last night just by looking at the atmosphere.

So Dandelion was still blinking at Lann.

Unfortunately, the witcher is now at work.

"Okay, Dandelion. You can write this aria into a new song, and Triss will definitely support it. But now, how about taking us to find the master of alchemy first?"

Because they didn't feel like they had much need to fight, both Geralt and Lan seemed very relaxed.

Geralt was still holding a sandwich in his hand and chewing on it.

"no problem."

The poet carried the lute behind him, full of confidence.

"I can connect Dudu, and of course I can connect you now. My schoolmate is still following the master."

"The master of alchemy is Kalkstein, but what is the name of your schoolmate?"

"Shaney." Dandelion said nonchalantly, "a young girl who has just entered the Department of Medicine at Ossenfurt."