Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1269 1241. Subsequent processing

Naturally, Lincoln stood behind Lan En's seat, as if he was still on the battlefield.

Lan En stood up with a glass of wine, patted the back of the chair, and motioned Lincoln to sit down.

He walked to the front of the dean's desk and half-sat with his back against the desk.

Fortunately, all the furniture in the dean's office has been reinforced and enlarged, otherwise, with his current size and weight, plus armor, few normal furniture can withstand him.

The cashmere-covered bench under Margarita and Tishaya's buttocks looks almost the same size as the bed.

I don't know what Margarita considered when she changed the furniture to this size.

Lincoln was not hypocritical. After Lan En silently gave the order with his movements, he sat down immediately.

He was well-behaved, still like in the military camp.

It's not the kind of ordinary military camp.

In this era, the military camp does not pay too much attention to discipline and rules.

It is not uncommon for soldiers to threaten their chief officers before the battle.

There are more people who want to trade with the large population gathered by the army as they march along with the military camp.

Outside the military camp are all kinds of merchants and prostitutes that can almost be called a market.

Lincoln's current discipline, which is almost like a modern army, is derived step by step from the spontaneous development of the [Ember] Knights during internal tactical discussions and organizational improvements.

This really makes the knights more to Lan's taste.

"Have you been in Aretusa all this time?"

Lan asked with a smirk, but before Lincoln could answer, he continued.

"How do you feel? In this place full of fantasies for men outside the academy?"

"Ms. Margarita allowed me to enter the academy above the Loshar Palace to facilitate activities. I am very grateful."

Lincoln responded to his master's teasing questions with ease, or he was a little used to it. He first complimented without leaking a single drop, and then answered.

"There are indeed a few apprentices in the academy who seem to want to maintain a physical relationship with me for a while. But I feel that the description of the atmosphere in the academy by people outside is not so accurate."

"Those female sorceress apprentices separate the satisfaction of physiological needs from other things. After satisfying their needs, they will devote their energy to other aspects, which is quite straightforward."

"It's normal for people to need sex. But it's even more normal for people to put more energy into doing things."

Lan En nodded without comment: "It sounds like you have reached a mutually satisfying relationship with some ladies?"

"No." Lincoln said in surprise, "I heard you say that wasting energy will not lead to a decline in physical function? It's already difficult for us to make ourselves stronger now. I don't have extra energy to give to others."

This statement made Margarita laugh in her mouth, which was covered by the wine glass, and the laughter became dull.

The demon hunter scratched his chin and decided to get down to business.

"After we were teleported away, when was the [Mist Nest Master], that is, the body of the Devil Rex, also teleported away?"

The difference in the speed of time between the worlds, the depth of this question is far beyond the understanding of existing knowledge.

So Lan En simply asked the result.

"In the sixteenth hour of our guarding the body, the body of the Devil Rex suddenly disappeared. Later, we cleaned up the scene and evacuated according to your order."

"No one saw it?"

"In the subjective judgment of our ten honorary swordsmen, no."

"The elf ruins are very close to the floating port. Didn't Seaward send someone to see it during that time?"

"In fact, he came in person." Lincoln added, sitting upright, "Although he dared to lead the team here after all the movements on the battlefield disappeared, it was bright, and there was no fog on the mountain."

"That scene should not be very pleasant, right?"

Lan En had an interesting smile on his lips.

He estimated the time in his mind. When the Mist Nest Master was teleported away by the Lady of the Lake with the conical crystal as an anchor, it should have been afternoon.

"Of course, sir." Lincoln gave an affirmative answer, but his tone was still calm.

"Foltest ordered Heward to handle this matter. The situation is serious and the king is watching. Of course, he will not just listen to our lip service and stop talking."

"So how did it develop later?"

"Please forgive me." Lincoln bowed slightly in his chair apologetically, "I punched him and killed another White Rose Knight."

Only then did Lan En's face show surprise.

Because from his understanding of Lincoln, although this kid is young, he used to be a follower of Haxo. Under the influence of this Cintra court supervisor, he knows etiquette and the degree of doing things.

After experiencing the fall and escape of Cintra, he not only knows what to do, but also can control his behavior and emotions.

It stands to reason that the time the Embers Knights blocked him was not long.

Lan killed the Mist Nest Master in the middle of the night and arranged for the Embers to guard it. The body disappeared sixteen hours later, which was the afternoon of the next day.

And if Heward dared to go into the mountains to search, it must have been around noon in the morning.

Only a few hours later, the Embers completed their mission and could leave.

How could the situation escalate to the point of death in just a few hours?

Even if it was official talk and evasiveness, with Lincoln's level, he should be able to easily delay it for a few hours.

"Hyward spoke rudely to you, sir." Lincoln's response gave the answer, and he added. "He was completely frightened and excited, calling you a 'mutated bastard with cat eyes'."

"I thought he would say something more offensive." Lan En smiled indifferently, and he could imagine what would happen next.

"The next moment he cursed, I knocked out one of his teeth." Lincoln's next words confirmed Lan En's thoughts. "It was natural that the White Rose Knights under his command dueled with me."

"I killed him in the duel, and it took two encounters."

"Unfortunately, the remaining White Rose Knights didn't seem to have the courage like the first one, and dared to throw a gauntlet to me for the dignity of their lord."

"Really? It doesn't matter." Lan En shrugged with a wine glass, "From what we have seen, there doesn't seem to be any good people among the White Rose Knights. It's good that I didn't kill the wrong person."

Lincoln still frowned.

"But this may cause you trouble in the future political situation in Temeria."

"I have sent a group of squirrels and a real dragon to Aedirn, and I am going to do a peasant uprising, Lincoln." Lan En looked at his secretary with a dumb smile, "It's enough to have a look, do you really think I care about the political situation in Temeria?"

"I'm not here to mix in the political situation in Temeria in the end."

After saying some shocking words calmly, Lan En took a sip of the wine glass in his hand and changed the subject.

"By the way, how are Sakia and Iorveth?"

"They are fine." This time it was Margarita who spoke.

She shook her wine glass leisurely: "I opened a portal and teleported them directly to the territory of Aedirn."

"That is a private villa of mine in Guleta. If they are smart enough, they can use the change I left in the villa to hide themselves."

The sorceress's so-called 'change' is probably enough for an ordinary family to live for several months.

Apart from anything else, it is no problem to change Sakia and the Scoia's Party's outfits that are obviously used for combat into daily clothes.

"Contact information?"

Lan En continued to confirm in an orderly manner, and Margarita also responded to him tacitly.

"I gave them the way to contact the courier. That's the college's courier, who only collects letters from all the northern countries in one go and then sends them to the college all at once. There are a few letters from Aedirn mixed in, which are completely inconspicuous."

"Also, there is an envelope in the second layer of my drawer, take a look."

Lan En stood up from his half-sitting position on the table, opened the drawer according to Margarita's instructions, and found the letter.

This is a letter from Novigrad, signed by 'Dudu Biberwit'.

Opening the envelope, there was a polite greeting inside, and Dudu briefly talked about the operation of Lan En's current asset account.

There is also the fund control of the Dark Alley Gang.

Immediately afterwards, Dudu said that he had received his message, and he was a little terrified about secretly funding a group of people in Aedirn to help the peasants riot.

After all, shapeshifters are kind by nature and are more resistant to violence.

He always felt very scared when he provided funds for a foreign violent organization.

Although Novigrad is a free city-state and enjoys autonomy in legal terms, geographically, isn't it still the land of Redania?

And the intelligence system of Redania has long been world-famous.

So the timid shapeshifter has been suspicious for a while and feels that the people around him seem to have ulterior motives and are not simple.

But even so, he still said that he would insist on operating funds for Sakia and his group.

Even if we don't talk about the new "free city" envisioned by Lan and Iorphis, this idea contains huge benefits.

Just the goal of "fighting racial persecution" is enough for the shapeshifter to say nothing and he must help.

Even if he is afraid, he has to help.

The racial persecution in this world has already brewed sharp contradictions, and the current hostile situation between the north and the south has made the problems that can be covered up in the increasingly turbulent situation stand out.

Not long ago, a series of non-human races were killed in Redania. Although it cannot be called a "massacre" and the incidents mostly occurred in scattered villages rather than towns, a lot of people died.