Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1193 1175. Do you understand?

While speaking, Lan En raised his hand and pushed back his hood.

His face and silver hair were revealed in an instant.

That brilliant face and silver hair even gave people the illusion that the light on the mountain road suddenly brightened.

But at the same time, the cold words coming out of his mouth made people feel confused and vaguely chilled for the first time.

But just because they are confused does not mean that everyone is confused.

With the arrival of Lan En, the scattered Ember Knights in the rear part of the convoy gathered around them without leaving a trace.

They all followed Lan En and fought guerrillas in the occupied areas of Cintra during the Civil War.

Not only the ability to fight head-on, but also the ability to hide and surprise are among the best.

Lan En didn't even turn around to confirm, he knew that his knights would follow his footsteps.

And without any surprise, just as Lan En finished speaking,

"Pfft~wow!"*5

The sound of a sharp knife penetrating flesh, accompanied by the sound of blood splattering out, and the last whimper before death, came out one after another.

Everything happened so fast, and most of the people present had only just reacted now.

Taylor's scarred face turned around in horror.

I saw the Knights of the White Rose, whose eyes were full of disgust and hatred towards the sorceress and the witcher.

Five of the people standing on the periphery immediately fell down, covering their necks.

Or maybe after a brief twists and turns, he was kicked and his legs were bent, and then his neck was twisted while he was half-kneeling.

Crisp and neat.

Seaward, who was already feeling haggard from the Scoia'tael attack, was even more frightened at this moment.

"you.!"

Knight Thales was quite capable, and he immediately roared and was about to draw his sword.

It's a pity that the long sword hasn't had time to be completely unsheathed.

A palm with an iron glove pressed directly from his side to the side of his face.

Although the position of the hand showed that the man was not as tall as Taylor.

However, the skillful breathing and techniques made Thales feel as if all the muscles and bones in his body were out of control at the first moment of action.

The stability and resistance of the fighting posture are completely lost.

With a "bang", Lincoln jumped out from the side and pushed Taylor down in an instant.

"Please be quiet, Knight Thales. Your Excellency only said to kill five, and I don't want this number to go wrong in my hands. It would be a shame for me. Can you understand?"

Lincoln said calmly while pressing Taylor's face to the ground.

"Who the hell are you!"

Thales's face was deformed by the pressure, and the scars were twisted, revealing anger and an uncontrollable fear.

"Knights who killed the Knights! Are you still planning to kill the Duke?!"

"If there's an order, we'll be happy to do that."

Lincoln's calm tone actually stopped Taylor's hysterical shouting.

Obviously, he really didn't expect anyone to talk about the topic of 'killing the Duke' in such a light tone.

Siward was frightened by the crisp killing. Not only was he frightened, but the Knights of the White Rose were also frightened.

The sound of "Sec la la" being drawn out of the sword can be heard endlessly.

But no one dared to move.

The Knights of the White Rose did not suffer any losses in the Scoia'tael attack just now, but now five of them died and one was captured alive in one encounter. Who the hell are these people? !

Others in the convoy were also frightened by this sudden bloodshed, and stopped what they were doing to clean up the wreckage.

Some stared blankly, while others screamed and ran away.

But fortunately, there are still people who can calm down after all.

"You are..." Duke Seeward, a middle-aged and elderly man who was already physically and mentally exhausted due to the Scoia'tael attack, now looked even more ugly and shouted tentatively with some shrinking.

"Duke Lane of Cintra?"

His originally sitting body stood up slowly and timidly, instinctively retreating and looking left and right.

"So these are the Ember Knights?"

"You are a duke, and it is my fault for not following the etiquette. But Grand Duke Lan En, even a duke has no right to kill knights for no reason!"

He swallowed hard and barely finished his words.

"They died in an accident during this journey and fell into a mountain stream."

The blood flowing from the throats of the five white roses was almost touching Lan En's boots, while the witcher spoke calmly.

Without any instructions, the Ember Knights directly dragged the bodies they had killed on the ground to the edge of the mountain road and threw them down.

The sound of water flowing in the mountain stream was already loud, but the five people thrown in made no unnecessary noise.

The corner of Siward's mouth twitched, and the other White Rose Knights turned pale in an instant.

"It's my fault for not following the etiquette." Seeward reiterated again, his haggard face looked extremely sincere. "But no, there is no need to do this. It is really not necessary, Grand Duke Lan En."

Lan tilted his head and looked down at Siward. He was silent for a while and then shook his head.

"Although you don't have much contact with me, you are actually a smart person. So you are still using this ridiculous excuse to test why I burst out so much when I show up."

Lane walked towards Seaward, and at this time it was the duke who only had a decorative long sword on his waist who pressed the shoulder of the fully armed knight beside him.

Although the White Rose Knights did not participate in the Civil War, they even heard about the process of that war.

They also did not give a word to mutants like demon hunters because of their belief in the eternal fire.

But when Lan En really came in front of them, his height, body shape, weight, and the strength to control this weight.

When Lan En just passed by them normally, they would feel like a giant bear with hot air coming out of the corners of its mouth was walking by them.

Lincoln didn't care and let go of the hand that was holding Thales, and stood up together when Lan En walked by.

"I'll say it straight." Lan En stood outside the circle formed by the White Rose Knights, although this could no longer give people a sense of security.

"I need to take over the command of the entire team, including all your command systems in this operation."

"The lives of the five White Rose Knights are so that you can listen to me quietly, which is equivalent to a cough before a speech. Do you understand?"

"Of course, their bad attitude towards me and others does make me hate them a little."

Lan En's fingers pointed out a tiny distance.

The expressions of others just felt absurd, after all, knights were actually low-level nobles.

And now, the lives of five nobles were just used to complete a 'cough before a speech'.

But inexplicably, when these people who only felt absurd turned their attention to Lan En and the Embers Knights, and even Triss.

The kind of self-righteousness on their faces seemed to make them accept it naturally.

"The current situation is very dangerous, and everyone must evacuate the Pontar Valley immediately."

"Just because of this?" Seaward's face was full of disbelief, "Just because of those Scoia'tael?"

"The point is not the Scoia'tael, but something they attracted."

Lan En shook his head.

"Actually, I didn't expect you to understand. You think that I killed five knights too violently, but I think that evacuating these people alive is more important than the lives of five knights."

"And I know very well what you are panicking about now, Heward."

The demon hunter tilted his head and looked down calmly at the Duke of Elland, who seemed to have settled down.

"You don't care about the five knights, and you are not panicked because I killed them as soon as I opened my mouth. You are panicked about why Foltest didn't tell you about inviting me here."

At this point, the White Rose Knights around him looked at a loss.

But Heward, who was surrounded by them, this middle-aged man, calmed down his trembling body at this time.

The originally scattered and trembling eyes also became stable.

Lan En saw clearly that this guy might only be real when someone died at the beginning, and the sudden panic was all acting the rest of the time.

In fact, after he recognized himself, he was no longer panicked by the scene at this time and place.

Unconsciously, what Lan had done and the attitude he maintained when doing things were spread because of his fame.

Even the Nilfgaardians mainly described the Duke of Cintra as "horrible and explosive", but rarely said that he was evil and bloodthirsty.

Heward thought that although he had to discriminate against non-human races and mutants because of his position, he could only be called discriminatory in Temeria.

In the whole north, he was simply a moderate, okay?

At least he would not use his status as a duke to incite genocide.

He would not kill himself for someone like Lan.

So when he confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed the Grand Duke of Cintra, Heward was not too panicked.

Some people can get recognition from others in certain aspects regardless of their position.

And then, Heward, who had sorted out his thoughts, was only worried about one thing-

Foltest invited Lan to solve this matter, but did not tell him in advance. Does this indicate some political trends?

However, this is something that Heward should be sensitive about, and Lan En is not interested at all at this time.

"Now I need to implement my command." The witcher said in a tone of announcing a decision. "So I don't care about your little conflict with Foltest."

"I just want to reduce the death of a few people, can you understand?"

The witcher's cat eyes looked at Heward's calm eyes.

"Because of your position, you don't respect people like me, or you can't show respect, I can understand. And I don't ask you to respect me, I ask you to respect my power."

"Any more questions?"

Duke Elland opened his mouth

"Of course I understand, Grand Duke Lan En."