Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1403 1375. Asking for advice

A circle of intense sparks that only occur when steel collides with each other burst out from the castle's practice field!

These sparks formed a diffuse circle under the unique technique.

"Hey!"

The fluffy ball used its [Thundercat Sword] to block a move, and a meow of encouragement came out of its mouth. Its three-color fur-like body drew an arc, first rising, and then landing smoothly and lightly.

After bouncing twice on the ground, the three-color Elu cat completely dissipated the remaining impact.

The objective difference in weight always requires deeper technical accumulation to deal with.

"You are very powerful, meow!"

However, the kitten did not mean to be discouraged. Instead, he put his hands on his waist and nodded, praising his opponent with full momentum and extra cuteness.

"I didn't expect it, meow! Miss Maria's body can also have the same strength as a hunter!"

The "hunters" referred to by the fluffy ball are those hunters in the New World Investigation Team.

In the investigation team, almost everyone has full muscle lines. If the female hunter's strong and plump thighs are stretched hard, the latitude of the muscles after congestion is basically comparable to the waist circumference of a slightly thinner normal woman.

Although, even if a normal person develops muscles of the same size as them, it is impossible to use tons of super-heavy weapons freely. But after all, body shape is an important indicator of physical strength.

Maria, who came from Yharnam, looks like a figure that lacks exercise in the eyes of the fluff ball.

Like the white skin that has never been exposed to the sun and sweated, and even if she wears a complicated lining, a suit vest, and a windbreaker on the outside, the body shape that is supported is not very strong.

From the perspective of the aesthetics developed in the wild nature, the fluff ball is even a little unhealthy.

'But the sword swung by this 'unhealthy' hand has a contrasting power, meow! '

'Is this the strategy of a powerful warrior to hide himself? '

'——Is it burning, meow! ’

Looking at the kitten whose fur was slightly puffed up due to excitement, and the two kitten teeth that were revealed unconsciously when it was serious, Maria's calm face suddenly tilted.

The swan feathers on the tricorn hat shook: "I am a hunter."

However, while Maria was speaking, she looked down at her palm holding the long sword [Falling Leaves].

The hand holding the sword felt a little uncoordinated, although it was very slight, but for a hunter of Maria's level, she didn't think it would be an illusion.

'Technical reasons? '

Recalling the several times she slashed with the calico kitten when she was not too serious at the beginning, Maria immediately associated the unique circular sparks between the blades with Lan En.

Although she was wary of Lan En at the beginning when she was in Old Yharnam, she didn't really fight against the demon hunter.

But she watched the duel between Lan En and Ludwig, the two moonlight swords.

At that time, the collision between the two swords, both of which were condensed with moonlight, did not produce sparks from the collision of steel, but the blue light spots that floated out like dreamy dust were also shaken into a circle-shaped diffusion.

"There's a chance, meow!"

While Maria was looking down at her palm, the fluffy ball suddenly jumped up with full momentum!

But Maria, who was half a beat slower, was not panicked at all.

In just a blink of an eye!

With a "click", the double-headed long sword was decomposed into two, one long and one short, and the tall beauty in the black windbreaker also turned into a wisp of green smoke, and when she appeared again, she had suddenly moved sideways two positions!

The blood-red lining on the inside of the one-shoulder cloak was still floating in the air!

The back of the short sword suddenly hit the fluffy ball, knocking the kitten far away, and it turned over several times on the ground, and finally stopped in a squatting position.

The Ember Knights watching the battle all around suddenly shouted: "Huh???"

"It doesn't hurt!" But just after landing on the ground with its buttocks, the three-color cat stood up quickly with the help of its slightly crooked helmet, and immediately raised its head and said hard.

With two "slaps", the kitten patted its small armor with its paws: "It's made of dragon scales! It's okay, meow!"

Ember Knight: "Oh!!!"

The Ember Knights cheered loudly, and the Qilin who was strolling by snorted disdainfully, and a stream of hot air that had already formed white smoke came out from its wet big nostrils.

"Huff~"

The Qilin twisted its slender neck, took a plum from the backpack hung by the Ember Knight, raised its head and rolled it into its mouth, and after a few moments of moving its lips, it spit out only the hard core.

The fun was lively below, and the two demon hunters above were also watching.

"Where did you find this woman?" Geralt tilted his chin and nodded at Maria, who was holding up her tricorn hat to greet the knights around. "Look at that swordplay. Tsk, it makes people feel cold."

"After just a few times of contact with [Dengli], I can feel that the feel is not right. It is impossible to reach this level without ten years of practice."

Geralt analyzed the confrontation between Flannel Ball and the female hunter just now, and he was very knowledgeable.

He is now very familiar with [Ashina Style]. After all, when Lan En taught Flannel Ball and Ciri in Kaer Morhen, he also exchanged a lot of techniques with several demon hunters.

"She is also an old hunter, and this is not her full strength." Lan En responded easily. "Isn't it normal for me to make a few friends when I travel to another world?"

"I also want Maria to help teach Lincoln and the others swordsmanship, or [acceleration] or something like that."

Lan En shrugged: "She is in a period of confusion now anyway, so she might as well find something to do."

Geralt paid attention to another point: "Can acceleration be taught?"

The old demon hunter looked surprised. After all, Lan En was not a person who kept secrets about his skills, but he had used the [old hunter's leg bones] a lot to learn the [Acceleration Technique] with his brain and body. of.

I have no idea how to teach others, and I don’t have much energy to think about it.

Maria is different. She is the founder of [Acceleration Technique] and a student taught step by step by Yanan [The First Hunter].

On the high steps at the entrance of the tower, Lan En, who was holding the railing with both hands, had just turned to finish speaking to Geralt and was about to go down to discuss with Maria.

But then he saw Lincoln walking towards the huntress.

So he chuckled and patted Geralt's shoulder: "It seems like I don't need to worry about it. They are quite enterprising. Let's go, we should start dispensing the medicine."

The two witchers turned and headed back into the tower.

Maria, who had just finished her morning practice with Velvet Ball, also saw Lincoln walking towards her with a smile on his face.

This young man seems to be Lan En's secretary?

Even if Maria comes from the Cainhurst clan who likes nostalgia, the military officer system of the magical Middle Ages is too far away for them, and is far less addictive than the current blood.

So Maria was a little confused about Lincoln's identity and position in the castle.

While he was still thinking about how to say hello, Lincoln had already walked up to him.

Maria could only look down at him quietly.

Lincoln is now 1.8 meters tall, but for the tall and straight blood noble huntress, this is still a height that needs to be looked down upon.

"Greetings to you, Ms. Maria." Lincoln smoothly and freely raised his head to the tall huntress, who was almost half his head, including the hat, and spoke with a smile. "I am the secretary of the Ember Knights and Lord Lan En's personal attendant."

Maria nodded to him while holding the brim of her hat.

"Actually, my Lord told me yesterday." Lincoln patted the strap of the large notepad slung across his shoulder. "He said that you are actually here to rest and recuperate. We are deeply welcome and honored. ”

"Wow!" The flannel ball sat down at Maria's feet and exclaimed, "So you are actually still feeling unwell right now? You are really a powerful warrior, Maria!"

"No, my recuperation has nothing to do with my physical condition. It is just to eliminate hidden dangers." The huntress first lowered her head to explain to the kitten sitting at her feet, and then looked at Lincoln.

"That's it." Lincoln said what he said as if he just knew it, but there was no surprise on his face. He just kept smiling, "Then you need to move regularly during this recuperation. I think your long sword is a bit different from ours. resemblance."

As he spoke, Lincoln pressed the long elf sword on his waist again, and showed the blade of the sword, which was only hung by a wide leather belt without a scabbard, sideways to Maria.

The shapes of the long knives with smooth lines are actually very similar in general. If it were not for a divinely crafted weapon like Alondette and a drawing personally designed by the God of Artisans in the world of Arda, there would be no subtle differences. How to get in the way.

Lan En also talked to Maria before, saying that it would be best if she could teach his knights.

So Maria reacted easily at this moment, and there was no rejection.

When she was in Yanan, she often guided the new hunters. That's why Henrik still remembers her and cannot forget her as a 'dead person' even after decades.

While Maria had already promised in her heart, Lincoln was still mumbling.

It's like saying, 'We are all a bunch of rough people, and that's what the people of Sintra are like'.

‘Instead of using swords, we used to prefer warhammers and axes, just like the Skellige Islands. ’

‘When the war was defeated by the adults, many of us in this group were addicted to the sword. ’

'Unfortunately, even if I practiced with all my strength, I couldn't achieve anything good. On the contrary, several people who couldn't control the swords injured themselves when they swung them. ’

‘Now I can see clearly that it is better to practice with long swords. ’

When talking about other things, Maria just nodded politely, out of courtesy, but was not really interested in listening.

Until Lincoln said the last sentence.

"You said...a war?" Maria looked down at the young clerk, "He led you to fight a war?"

As she spoke, the huntress turned her head, and her eyes under the shadow of the hat brim looked at the main tower of the castle, and then looked down at the velvet ball sitting there obediently licking her little paws.

"Meow?" The kitten tilted its head in confusion, then quickly waved its hand, "Don't look at me, I hadn't become a follower cat at that time, meow! I don't know what's going on."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Velvet Ball wasn't here yet." Lincoln responded at the side. He looked at Maria's curious and questioning eyes, and his polite smile suddenly became more eager.

"Only us old guys have experienced it ourselves. Do you want to hear a story?"