Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1413 1385. Sudden Killing

There are many magic-blocking gold pendants or decorations scattered in the castle where the White Rose Knights are stationed.

These things are not large in weight, but they are scattered, so the impact range is large enough.

Ordinary mages would probably feel physically nauseous and dizzy just by walking in, let alone casting spells.

Magic-blocking gold is not only expensive and has a small output.

It is also a strategic material that is rare and controlled in various specific channels.

Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy such a large amount of magic-blocking gold.

Such materials are basically like this. The scattered shipments are not very controlled, but once the shipment volume reaches a certain level, all directions will immediately cast their attention.

The White Rose Knights can get so much magic-blocking gold, but there is no news on the market. Where does the money come from? Where does the supply channel come from?

On the other hand: make various kinds of retardinium into inconspicuous small parts, and then distribute them to grassroots personnel and place them in the corners of the castle. For example, the keychain in the sentry room.

It is difficult for people who do not have long-term experience in using retardinium to realize this.

Retardinium is very expensive. If it is distributed to the people below, their first reaction is probably to sell it directly for money.

As long as they are not on the front line of the battlefield and need to face spells directly, who would think that a small piece of retardinium in their hands is better than a handful of gold coins in their hands?

The small ornaments and small parts in the castle are also the same.

The Temeria Palace can't stop the dirty theft, so what about the Knights' Castle?

The retardinium in an inconspicuous place can be hung up for a few days, and then it should be "thrown away".

Thinking with interest in his heart, Lan En's footsteps did not stop, and he walked directly towards the open door.

Several people also walked out from inside.

Holding torches and oil lamps, the shiny black cotton armor on his body could reflect the firelight, but it was vaguely visible that it was originally a blue and white cotton armor.

The leader was still sleepy, but he was quite imposing as he led the people here.

He opened his mouth and asked Lan En as he walked: "Okay, what do you do? What proof do you have?"

But he was imposing, and Lan En was even more imposing.

He interrupted the other party's words without any courtesy or politeness. The demon hunter walked into the castle gate without even looking at them, as if he was facing a ball of air.

"This is the business of Duke Heward and the Knights. Are you conscripts? Just go and call people. It's for your own good. Don't ask more questions. Why do you think I came here alone in the dark at night? So that everyone can see me?"

Strong, cold, and unquestionable.

The conscripts are too familiar with this tune.

Almost in an instant, the momentum of the conscript leader who was leading several people was directly suppressed.

He didn't even dare to rub his hand on his face to wipe the eye boogers.

He responded a few times, and then he really didn't dare to ask more questions, so he lowered his head and turned to walk towards the main tower of the castle.

Only after walking far away, Lan En's extraordinary hearing heard a few mutterings floating in the cold wind.

'Wearing a magic cloak in the middle of the night, a lunatic. '

'I hope you fall off your horse and break your neck. '

'The Duke's dog is also a dog. '

Lan En just thought that the slight curse was as boring and harmless as the cold wind at night.

He turned his head to look at the other people who were brought by the conscript leader and were now at a loss in front of him.

The sentry on the city wall poked his head to the inner side of the city wall and looked down. In the boring night guard work, this was a rare excitement.

"Where do all these conscripts live?" Lan En asked casually as if he was killing time, "Show me."

The men looked at each other, but they were not suspicious, just nervous.

Finally, one of them pursed his lips and said nothing, just pointed to a few places.

It was a large house built at the base of the castle wall, which was very different from the towers in the castle.

"Will the knights live with you?"

When he asked this, Lan En felt a little stupid, but he still asked for safety.

The result was exactly as he expected. The men looked at him as if they thought he had a problem with his brain, but still answered in a muffled voice: "No, sir, the knights live in the dormitory of the tower. They are only with us during training."

While speaking, the man also pointed to a large open space, where there were several rows of wooden stakes and arrow targets in the shape of simple human figures, as well as weapon racks with rows of spears, long swords and other weapons.

Lan En walked over and picked up a longbow, as if evaluating the weapon standards of the conscripts.

"Go back to sleep, soldier." Lan En said as he gently plucked the bowstring, "Remember to close the door tonight. What big men say to each other can sometimes cause problems if small men hear it. Do you understand?"

The men looked at each other, but finally nodded awkwardly: "Yes, sir. We understand!"

As they spoke, they pushed and shoved their way into the bungalow.

"What the hell are you doing?" A knight put a thick cloak on his back and wrapped the cloak tightly around his chest with both hands. He asked while looking at the castle courtyard, "Who told you to open the door?"

The leader of the conscripted soldiers just now answered honestly: "He is alone, sir. He also said that he is the Duke of Heward's men and wants to discuss things."

"Prince Heward's messenger?" The White Rose Knight, who came out to check the situation, pulled the torch of the conscript leader and walked towards the courtyard. "Why are you here at this time, and wearing a magic cloak?"

When talking about the 'magic cloak', although because of his identity, this White Rose Knight did not bring any adjectives such as 'dirty', 'lowly', 'inferior', etc.

But his disgusted expression made up for it.

"There are too many people and too many eyes." Lan En responded calmly, "If you hadn't been so ostentatious during this period, Duke Heward wouldn't have had so much trouble."

"How many times have you rejected His Majesty Foltest's messenger? Don't you know it? Now the pressure from the court has been put on the Duke."

"The Duke has taken the pressure for you, you should at least give back a little, right? Send troops quickly! At least show an attitude to Foltest!"

The information Geralt found in the mountains was perfectly used by Lan En.

The White Rose Knights used the excuse of "it takes time to mobilize knights" to evade the request for troops. Lan En only needed one second to imagine various situations.

Who is under pressure? Who will have conflicts?

Just think about it, and a logical excuse will come.

"It takes time to assemble troops." The White Rose Knight muttered nonsense that he had said many times.

"Our knights are spread all over the place, sir. But as long as we give us time, we can assemble a force that is enough to defeat the black-clad men and bring victory to the prince and the king!"

His nose was red in the cold wind, and there was still alcohol in his mouth. It was obvious that he was still holding a cup before he was called out.

"Let's talk about the future in the future. I advise you to take care of the present first."

Lan En picked up an arrow from the quiver next to the longbow rack and raised it.

"I think these conscripts are well-equipped and have a lot of people. Sending some of them out first will at least be a statement."

"Go immediately, and wait outside the city of Elland. There is already a troop ready to go."

"The troop ready to go?" The knight who had just lowered his head to listen to the training suddenly asked, "Is it Baron Zawada's troop? Or Count Gamora's?"

"." Lan En, who was holding a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, was silent for a moment.

The cold wind made the flames on the torches whistle.

The White Rose Knight slowly retracted his hands completely into his cloak.

"I didn't expect that you would become suspicious so quickly after drinking alcohol in an emergency."

Lan En suddenly asked softly, and the condescending momentum of coming to ask for accountability just now disappeared.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

"Prince." The White Rose Knight's face with a polite smile turned cold at this time. "In Elland, you have to call Grand Duke Seaward 'Prince', you idiot."

While speaking, the White Rose Knight gently shook the hem of his cloak at the person next to him, asking him to call someone.

At the same time, he was also preparing to shout loudly.

But at this moment, the knight heard the rather boring whispers from under the 'magic cloak' on the opposite side.

"I thought only royal relatives were called princes, and Seaward wanted to get close to Foltest so much."

"But it's nothing."

Lan En raised his arm, and his cloak was naturally pushed out of his upper arm during the process.

The cloak pushed to both sides showed the scene under the cloak.

There was no darkness caused by magic, and there was no normal human body that obviously couldn't support such a large cloak.

The body under the cloak was perfectly matched with the size of the cloak itself.

The White Rose Knight's eyes suddenly widened - the magic cloak can't conceal the human body to this extent!

In other words: the height and body shape of the person in front of him are not caused by the visual difference of the magic cloak!

- What the hell is going on? !

"Beware!"

The White Rose Knight wanted to shout "Beware".

But before his voice began to speak, Lan En had already muttered softly and finished his sigh.

"Anyway, there are enough traces left."

A faint sound of "whoosh"!

The arrow that was originally between Lan En's fingers had already been ejected from the bowstring and pierced the knight's throat.

Even if Lan En had not used this weapon much, it was still very simple to shoot through the neck of a person at such a close distance.

The sudden and unexpected violence and killing often bring people's first reaction to astonishment, followed by rage or horror.

Just like the leader of the conscripts who was just next to the White Rose Knight, he was obviously stunned for more than a second, and then suddenly screamed!