Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1039 1021. Boundary

After nightfall, Tom and Goldberry arranged guest rooms for several guests. It was also a warm and lovely house.

Even Qilin, who couldn't fit in the house, got a large soft and warm blanket on the corridor outside the house.

Lan En, Qilin, and Rongbuqiu all felt relaxed and comfortable, as if they could enter a state of complete relaxation by resting here.

Tom Bombadil was like the most hospitable friend, placing them carefully and putting them to sleep.

Lan En suspected that if he hadn't asked for it, he might have waited for him to lie on the bed and tell him stories and lull him to sleep.

Although in terms of age, Tom Bombadil is enough to be the elder of any creature in the world.

But Lan En is still not used to being treated this way.

At Lan En's repeated request, Old Tom left with an oil lamp in hand and a pout on his lips.

It seems quite regrettable.

But the regret couldn't stay in his heart for long due to his cheerful and free nature.

Not long after he closed the door for the guests, he hummed a happy tune again, and then drifted away.

Lan En sat on the edge of the comfortable bed. He looked down at his palm, which was opening and closing repeatedly, clenching and relaxing.

"Enhanced magic."

Under the warm candlelight, his silver hair also reflected soft light, while he muttered intermittently.

After eating the feast of the day, he felt as if his body was satisfied for a long time.

But logically this shouldn't be the case.

Although the amount and type of nutrients that Space Marines require due to the enhanced organs in their bodies are very different from those of mortals.

Eating only ordinary food can indeed cause a Space Marine to be stunted and physically hungry.

But Lan En had already used his alchemy skills to make alternative versions of professional rations and nutritional supplements. It stands to reason that his development would be considered perfect even among the Space Marines of the Human Empire.

But he still felt a sense of "fulfillment that his body's needs were met" after a meal.

"So it's not physical nutrition. It's pure vitality?"

Lan En guessed with interest.

Mentos is on the retina, refreshing the subject's body data line by line.

After the meal hosted by Old Tom, Lan En's basic strength did not improve much, but there was a significant increase in cell activity, organ activity, etc.

To put it bluntly, it's like letting a person who has passed the age of twenty-five regain the energy and vitality of an eighteen-year-old.

Lan En looked up again and looked at the flannel ball lying on his back on another small bed, with his limbs relaxed and spread out.

Elma's face showed comfort and satisfaction, but her stomach, which had been eating and drinking for a long time, showed no hesitation.

Lan En stepped forward to fiddle with the velvet ball's body for inspection.

The kitten didn't seem to be wary of being in a strange environment at all, and meowed comfortably.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, just checking your status. How are you feeling?"

Between asking and answering, Lan En understood a little bit.

But just because I figured it out, it felt even more magical.

"With no change in bone age, the body is brought back to the growth stage by abundant vitality?"

Lan En couldn't help but whistle. This was really a surprising discovery.

The growth period is the period of greatest and fastest growth for organisms, and the effort of this meal is equivalent to extending their growth period for several years!

Although Qilin's body has not been checked yet, it is expected that Gu Long's body should be in the same situation.

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It was an indescribably comfortable break.

Whether it's Lan En, Velvet Ball, or Qilin, they all feel this way.

Early the next morning, Tom started clearing the fallen leaves on the lawn outside the guest room window, while singing a cheerful tune.

The sound was like an alarm clock, waking up the resting guests.

"Unfortunately, it's raining outside right now, Tom."

Lan En, who was dressed, was lying on the window and jokingly said to the short old man who was cleaning the fallen leaves outside.

Tom Bombadil's yellow pointed hat had drooped softly due to the moisture and humidity of the rain.

But Tom himself enjoys the rainy weather, or in other words, he actually likes all the weather in the world.

"Today is Jinberry's grooming day. I forgot to tell you yesterday!"

“She will wash away the summer and enter the cool autumn.”

Old Tom propped the plow that was used to clean fallen leaves on the ground and spoke in a refreshing voice.

"Come on, I'll prepare breakfast for you, and then you should set off. Believe me, the weather is really good today!"

There are still simple ingredients and dishes on the polished and shiny black wood table.

They ate and drank heartily, and after the meal Old Tom handed Lan En a small package.

"I'm very happy that you can enjoy it. I originally thought that these things might not be to your taste. But since you like it very much, there are some cookies baked by Goldenberry here, and you should take them with you too. "

"Don't refuse, Lan En. Today is her grooming day, so she can't come out to give you a gift. She will be very sad if she doesn't accept these cookies."

Lan En smiled and took the small square wrapped in oil paper, which was about the size of an ordinary person's hand.

"I didn't say I wouldn't take it, Old Tom."

After all, who doesn’t love pure and vast life force?

Seeing Lan En accept the biscuit, Old Tom's beard twitched in a cheerful smile.

"Okay, it's time for you to set off. Journeys and music don't just happen on their own!"

Walking out of Tom Bombadil's cozy cabin, cool raindrops fell.

Lan En and Velvet Ball both wore waterproof cloaks, and the magic rune cloth on Qilin's body could keep it from getting wet even after it dived into the water.

Old Tom took them to the end of the paved path. One step further, there was a natural dirt road.

"Wait a minute, Old Tom."

Just before he was about to take a step down the paved road, Lan suddenly raised the brim of his cloak and turned around to ask Tom.

"Although you don't want to tell me where Galadriel is now, you should tell me the surrounding terrain and towns anyway, right?"

"I don't want to be like a headless fly who might get lost and bump into something like an old willow tree."

"Um, what?"

Old Tom seemed to have been distracted just now. He muttered something and then reacted.

He patted his chest boldly and said, "No, no, no, you don't need to understand the surrounding environment, believe me."

"This area is comfortable and safe. Let's go! Let's set off!"

Old Tom had always been reassuring, but Lan now looked him up and down with suspicious eyes.

The short old man rubbed his hands excitedly and expectantly, urging them to set off.

Looking back, the eyes under the witcher's hood became dark.

He glanced at the dividing line between the paved road and the dirt road under his feet, his body stiffened, and then he turned away with a dull expression.

"Old Tom."

Lan En pointed to the dividing line calmly.

"Why do I feel like something isn't right about this place?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Don't talk nonsense!"

Old Tom's head swayed rapidly from side to side, and his brown beard swayed.

Qilin also came forward curiously at this time, with his long neck arched and his head stretched out to look at the dividing line.

"Huchi~"

It exhaled a stream of hot breath from its nostrils in confusion.

‘It seems like it’s nothing, right? ’

Tom chuckled strangely.

At the same time, Lan En, Qilin, and Velvet Ball simultaneously felt that the paved road under their feet seemed to be alive!

The position they were standing on arched up, and under the sudden change in the terrain, the three of them moved their steps backwards involuntarily.

"I!"

"Xilulu!"

"Meow?!"

There were no signs or signs of extraordinary power, as if the ground they were standing on had decided to shake to amuse the group above.

Uncontrollably, Lann leaned over the dividing line.

In the end, in the eyes of the witcher who turned back, only Old Tom was left with a cheerful and expectant smile, holding a pipe and waving to him.

‘Let’s set off, young man! ’

The short old man said this with his mouth.

Light and shadow are confused and transformed in an instant.

It only took half a second for Lan En, Fangbuqiu and Qilin to stabilize their steps.

The ground shook just now, to the extent that a person was pushed casually and could regain his balance by staggering back.

But it’s just the effort of moving one step

Lan En looked around, his hand stretched out from under his cloak, and no more silky drizzle fell.

Instead, bright sunlight casts light paths from the dense canopy of trees through the gaps between leaves and branches.

Spots of light fell on the ground covered with fallen leaves and humus.

There was no sight of Tom Bombadil's warm and comfortable house, nor of the hummock that held it and its paved path.

There are tall and lush trees in all directions.

"here it is?"

The flannel ball also opened the waterproof hood on his head, looking around with his watery eyes.

The same goes for the unicorn. Its four hooves trampled on the ground, trampling the dry leaves until they made a crackling sound.

"So, this is what 'good weather' means?"

Lan En said as he took off his waterproof cloak. The flannel ball did the same. He took off his little cloak and put it in the backpack behind the Qilin saddle.

The witcher scratched his head and looked at the thick and tall boundless trees around him.

"Where is this for us?"

Without telling Lan the terrain and towns near his house, Tom Bombadil could tell the rainy sky that it was 'good weather to set off on the road'.

You've been making trouble for a long time, so you've already prepared to teleport us away, right? !

He complained in his mind, but Lan En didn't delve into Tom's thoughts.

For a high-status existence like him, ordinary people have basically no chance to understand what they are thinking, seeing, and doing.

It’s useless to think too much, focus on the present.