Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1541 1513. Case Library

Lan Eun put away Saito Dozo's handwritten letter of appointment, and as he stood up, his flexible and terrifying brain began to work.

But while the witch hunter stood up, he saw the half-demon beauty tilting her head in a cold and ignorant looking at the small dining table opposite.

".?"

With a erratic beauty beyond humans, A Xiu, with a cold skin, stared at Lan En with her blue eyes.

"Don't you know what you're going to do?"

It was supposed to be a mute who had difficulty communicating with everyone, but Lan En could easily understand the simple and beautiful half-demon's thoughts.

"You can relax, A Xiu." Lan En walked up to her and squatted down halfway and said in a joking tone. Even so, she was still much taller than A Xiu who was kneeling.

"Strictly speaking, you are the princess of this city. I am looking after you. You can do whatever you want here."

Anything you want to do? This is my home?

Can't understand. I can't adapt either.

A Xiu's head was tilted in confusion again, but this time he changed direction.

Lan En sighed helplessly: "It's really the plot of 'The Princess Returning to the Castle'. But it's nothing. If you don't know what to do, you can follow me, but my itinerary may make you feel bored. ”

But Lan Eun's estimate is wrong.

A Xiu seems to be the kind of person who is unable to find a goal, but once someone else marks her the goal of action, he has strong motivation and enthusiasm for action.

After hearing Lan En's simple and clear statement, her ignorant expression immediately subsided and she straightened her body.

Looks serious and reliable.

It can be said to be the "naturally born mission crazy holy body"!

——Don’t mess with me! Tell me the goal directly!

This kind of personality does make Lan En feel worry-free, but it is indeed abnormal.

It would probably be difficult to correct the appearance of a normal person.

In comparison, ignorance is a normal person.

"I'm leaving."

The cool monster hunter drank the miso soup on the dining table in one gulp, and finally wiped the back of his hand on his mouth, then stood up and said.

Lan En was still half-squatting in front of A Xiu, and turned his head to ask after hearing the sound, "It seems that you have found a way to pass the time in Lushan City these days?"

He was not worried that he would leave without ignorance.

It is true that the monster hunter is wandering around, but the long-standing Miono country is about to cause a large number of monster incidents. It is reasonable and reasonable. A top monster hunter with protection spirits cannot be ignored. That's right.

Although Saito Daozo believed that ignorance was also the team that Lan En gathered in Japan, he also felt that she was not very happy.

But after making the decision last night, she was still rewarded with considerable rewards. As the demon hunter, he stayed at Mino and helped him during this period.

After all, if Yilong, as a famous name in a country, really fell into the heretics, then the monster chaos that was triggered would definitely be small.

Saito Daosan didn't want to owe Lan Eun's favor, and tied "his men" to Mino in his name.

Of course, there is no reason to reject such generous contract conditions.

By chance, Saito Daosan actually paid for his own money to help Lan En leave Wuming in Lushan City.

"I want to go to the temple." Wuming briefly explained to Lan En, keeping his pace. "Although I don't know why, there are a few veteran samurai in this city. They seem to know how to use naginata sickle and don't mind communicating."

As he said, Wuming's tone was a little strange: "I don't know why these guys on the battlefield are so familiar with Chu Ye Yazhong's unpopular and secretly inherited mechanical weapons, but since I don't mind communication, then I Of course there is no reason not to go."

I think they just don't mind communicating with you, right?

Lan En complained in his heart.

Chu Ye Yazhong's naginata sickle is their secret weapon.

However, this demon hunter organization has been passed down for a long time, and its weapon shape has been seen in history.

Those who are interested will naturally study it.

However, the complex and difficult-to-use weapons themselves have wiped out a group of people, and they cannot be popularized like simple swords and guns.

After all, it is a secret inheritance of the niche.

As for Lan En, who had heard some information from his extraordinary listening skills when he was guarding the pavilion, he had no doubts about ignorance at all.

Saito Daosan and the oldest samurai under him all had a relationship with Chu Ye Yazhong, and he was even once Chu Ye Yazhong.

The naginata sickle may be easier for them than the samurai sword.

"Daoyuan," Lan En pondered for a moment, "Can you help me bring the velvet ball and the unicorn? It should be boring if they stay by themselves, and that kind of scene is very lively for them."

"Really, do you think we are having fun?" Wuming snorted coldly, but he did not refuse. "I know, I'm leaving."

After Wuming left, Lan En did not continue to stay in the room.

He led A Xiu, who followed him step by step, and headed straight to the document warehouse of Tianshou Pavilion in Lushan City.

It is different from Fujiro's experience as a businessman and the habitual practices made by his social and emotional intelligence talents, first looking for someone to get to know each other.

Lan En is used to looking at the information and data first.

In the dim wooden attic, several narrow paper windows penetrated the sparse sunlight, and dust floated silently in the beam. The walls are stacked with black box cages made of camphor wood, with the patterns of Saito's "Black Bo" printed on them.

There are often wooden thorns hanging at the joint of the box cage, which vaguely read on it, "In the 23rd year of astronomy, Lushan City's military preparation and verification", "In the first year of Hongzhi, Lushan City's military rations transfer," and so on.

There was a rib and a too-sword on the knife stand by the wall, and the blade was cold and cold. Even in the place of documents, the iron smell of the troubled times was like a shadow.

A long beech wood case is located in the middle of the room, and there are scrolls and folds that have not yet been closed. Two people wearing brown vertically erected kneel on the futon, not far from the table.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

At this time, the ink marks on the wolf brush they placed on the table were not dry, but the two looked at each other with a confused look on their faces.

This is the original manager of the document library. When the city lord needs to check the information, they also act as a "book search system".

At this time, Dao San's appointment letter was already placed on the cleared space on the middle of the table.

Lan En took Ah Xiu and wandered straight in the document library.

The two people who followed the crowd were confused and did not believe in this letter of appointment. After all, no matter how hasty Saito Dao San walked, they would definitely say hello to the key position of the document library.

What made the two people at a loss was the progress and way of the "acting city lord" looking through the documents at this time. Was he here to act?

Who are you acting again?

In the past, even if Saito Dao San came here, he would ask the two of them who were familiar with the warehouse to find the location of the target file first, and then they would turn it out together.

The two of them copied the records, put the files back, and copied the things they needed and took them away.

And Lan En is.

"Crazy~"

Lan En once again read the record of a box of cages.

Through his retina, these data were fully entered by Mantos and the computing power link was entered to begin analysis and interpretation.

The illiterate A Xiu was like a helping book boy at this time. With his own strength, he moved the box of books next to Lan En and then moved it back.

She didn't feel bored, but she felt that today's task seemed too relaxed, like running an errand.

Data flow is pouring into Lan Eun's mind and is easily absorbed by his brain and biochemical intelligence.

To be honest, this is far from the extreme efficiency of Lane's brain and Mantos.

These words recorded on the pages of the book limit Lane's absorption efficiency.

Even at this moment, Lan En had begun to use Mantos to absorb data, while using his rationality and logic to analyze the meaning and abnormalities represented by the data, and on the other hand, he could chat with Axiu.

"I'll just say it?" The pages of the book in the witch hunter's hand rustled, and the corners of his mouth were teasing, "My itinerary is boring."

A Xiu shook her head silently, reached out to take the book he had turned it through within a few seconds, put it back into the cage and handed over a new one.

I wonder if it is because of the graceful temperament of oriental women?

Or is it because of the cultural atmosphere of the Japanese archipelago at this time and here?

The cold and ruthless half demon killed the monster evil ghost, and the beautiful face made Lan En sincerely think of the representative adjective of traditional Japanese women - Yamato Satsuko.

It's different from Margarita's flirting while working while helping him.

Axiu's help seems to be more gentle, implicit, and connotation with a sense of support that needs no words.

This is the first lover that makes people experience in life, a young witch hunter who is a sorcerer, and feels fresh and familiar.

What’s new is: he really has never had such a degree of contact with oriental women in the traditional sense.

What is familiar is that his core is also an oriental person, and such a woman is not unfamiliar with the narrative he accepts.

Of course, this contradictory but novel feeling cannot slow down the process of Lan En's absorption and analysis of information in half.

"It just so happens that we both have time now and can talk about your previous 'special state'."

Lan En unfolded the new pages in his hand in an orderly manner, but said softly.