Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 25 25. Dangerous woods

"Why do you think so, Master?"

Mrs. Downer first looked back at Lan En in surprise, and then she seemed to have figured out something, and laughed cheerfully and teasingly again.

"I understand, I understand. Does your expression show guilt?" Donna asked with a smile. "Are you guilty of the demon hunter who killed my husband and is of the same school as you?"

The young man opened his mouth, but Mrs. Donner laughed heartily again before he could speak.

"Ouch, for the sake of the plague, please don't make such an expression."

"You should pay with your life for killing people, but the man in my family is an out-and-out drunkard. He is as ferocious as a water ghost at ordinary times, and he doesn't work much. To be honest, the family is not the same as his, so maybe it would be better?"

"You want to hear sad stories? I don't have any here, and it has nothing to do with the drunkard in my family."

Lady Donna waved her wrinkled hands nonchalantly in the air.

"Oh, is that so?" Lan En's upbringing made him feel that he should not talk about the deceased. Now that his family members said this, he still felt a little embarrassed.

"Haha! Having said that, I really didn't expect that the life of a demon hunter is so different from that of ordinary farmers like us? Judging from your appearance, you must have been from a decent and wealthy family before you became a demon hunter, right?"

After she finished speaking, the cheerful smile on her face softened for the first time, and was replaced by an expression that Lan En couldn't understand.

It was a calm and gentle expression.

What does that expression mean? Lan En asked in his mind, but Mentos couldn't answer.

"I'm being looked down upon, and I'm doing a lot of work that a woman's body can't do." Donna said softly, "But that's how life is in the village."

"The village can't afford to support people. To be honest, I'm glad that I can still be disliked by others and still have work to do. I'm also very grateful to the villagers and elders, because"

"This will at least allow me to raise my children."

The tone was soft. In fact, Mrs. Donna didn't have the strength to speak confidently now.

But these words were like thunder in Lan En's ears!

He suddenly felt that Mrs. Donner, the peasant woman who was already showing signs of aging, was beautiful.

This kind of beauty has nothing to do with the abnormally strong hormones of adolescent demon hunters. It is a kind of lofty beauty that faces the cruelty of life, accepts the challenge gladly, and is determined to fight to the end.

Lan En felt that he would remember this beauty for the rest of his life.

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The tear in the cotton armor cover is indeed not big, just very scattered. Just as Lan En expected, with Mrs. Downer's craftsmanship, it was completed in less than twenty minutes.

Stepping out of the door, Lan En walked on the boardwalk with his eyes lowered.

"Actually, there are a lot of things wrong with what she said, right?"

The communication in his mind began. There was only one person in this world to whom Lan En could confide his feelings so far.

"Yes sir." Maybe it was an illusion, Lan En felt that Mentos's voice was softer than usual at this time.

"There is a vicious alcoholic husband, but there is no trace of violence in the family. On the day her husband was killed, her feet were still stained with cow dung and soil from the farmland, but she said that her husband was lazy and did not work, which is very suspicious."

But the purpose is very simple——

She didn't want Lan En to be burdened with guilt that didn't belong to him.

Even if she spoke ill of her husband to Lan En in private, she didn't want the young man to live with guilt.

He is a very good person.

And it was for this kind of person that he returned to Oriden.

In high spirits, Lan En returned to the blacksmith shop without stopping. Just in time, Ivan was sharpening the newly plated silver on the stone wheel.

In less than two minutes, the young man had two long swords on his back again.

It was noon, Lan En took Bernie and set sail.

Both of them were carrying a sandwich consisting of bread, salted fish and pickles for lunch.

"I always think you are very motivated today?"

Bernie, who was at the stern of the boat, was biting into a salted fish sandwich and steering the ship, looking at Lan En in slight surprise.

Lan En, who was sitting in the bow of the boat, had already finished his lunch in three or two bites and was currently checking the buckles on his armor and boots one by one.

"I still need a lot of water ghosts to practice, Bernie. We can go west today. If we are lucky, we might even encounter a water ghost nest."

"You are the boss, I have no problem with that."

Bernie shrugged nonchalantly.

After last night's drinking, he didn't care much about the little catch he lost every day.

Maybe it was Lane's drive that rubbed off on Bernie, but he made a quick trip today.

Not long after walking along the shore of Fike Lake, they reached their first tracking point.

Very different from yesterday's muddy tidal flats, the terrain along the coast here is dense woods.

The thick trees can almost expose their roots to the river bank.

Lan En made a "tsk" sound with no meaning.

The woods are a bit handicapped as a combat environment, but at the same time, Bernie is bound to exhibit novel tracking knowledge in the woods. This makes Lan En feel a little bit love-hate.

"The number of fish here is also very good." Bernie said while steering the boat to slow down.

"Go ashore and walk northwest for a while, and you'll find Midcops. There's also a famous local blacksmith there. Maybe you'd be interested?"

"Forget it." Lan En's expression was flat.

Ivan's craftsmanship has revealed the level of craftsmanship in the land of Velen.

A well-known local blacksmith is probably at the same level as Ivan, which is still far from the master level.

Bernie shrugged, brushed the crumbs off his hands, put his long leather gloves back on and strapped them on.

With a "crash" sound, the two jumped out of the boat together and walked towards the woods on the river bank.

Bernie consciously walked in front and was responsible for following the traces.

"I said Lan En, will the water ghost still build a nest in the woods?"

He is a hunter, but he has no understanding of monster habits, so he has this question.

Although Lan En "took the initiative" to start teaching before the instructor finished teaching, he had been taught at least.

He slowly pulled out the Silver Sword of the Bear School with a "crack" sound, instead of holding the hilt of the sword to the side of his face as usual.

Instead, hold the sword hilt with both hands hanging down naturally, with the sword tip facing back and the entire sword body kept to the right side.

Every time you move, you put your center of gravity on your toes, and your steps are light and steady.

This is not a state of active attack, but a posture for quick reaction.

"Water ghosts are amphibious creatures. Their only requirement for nesting is 'by the water'. It doesn't matter whether it's on tidal flats, woods, or even farmland."

"Then these beasts are really tenacious."

"Who says it isn't?"

The two of them chatted all the time, mainly to relieve tension in this dense forest.

The woods of Willen are full of dangers. Wild dogs, wolves, and brown bears are just ordinary animals, but more dangerous monsters also like to lurk in them.

Coupled with the good sound-absorbing ability of leaves and wood, once a person enters the woods for about thirty meters, even his death screams will not be heard outside the woods.

Just imagine, just thirty meters away, a few seconds on flat ground.

You're being eaten by monsters, and the passers-by outside can't even hear you.

Therefore, the Willen people are accustomed to calling the woods "green swamps".

The two were still moving forward. According to Bernie, "because they were in the woods, the scales and footprints of the water ghost were more abrupt and easy to identify."

But when the two of them really got close to the group of water ghosts, the woods still shocked them.

Bernie should have let them face the group of water ghosts directly, and then slowly approached after confirming the situation.

But after losing clues several times and finding them again, they did see the water ghost.

But when they saw it, the water ghost was less than ten meters away from the two of them!

It's almost attached to the side!

Fortunately, Bernie was an old hunter and his movements in the woods were light and quiet, so he was not snatched away by the water ghost.

Lan En and Bernie looked at each other, and Bernie was so scared that his lips trembled.

It was impossible to see the situation of the water ghost group from this distance, but it was completely unrealistic for the two of them to move their positions.

Fighting a battle without intelligence is a taboo for witchers.

Reality is not a game. Monsters are not distributed according to levels. Demon hunters will face death if they make the slightest mistake.

If an ordinary witcher encounters the current situation, he can probably declare that his career is over.

Lan En doesn't have a useful "apprentice" to help him avoid thunder.

"Tsk." But in this case, the young man just clicked his tongue slightly.

Originally, with his current [Trace Detection] proficiency of 13%, if he had found out for Bernie and filled in the gaps, he would not have reached this stage.

But on the way just now, his main focus was on warning of dangers and observing Bernie's skills.

"Nothing can be done, Mentos!" Lan En narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the water ghost beside him who was chewing something unknown.

"At your service, sir."

"Turn on the sigil auxiliary function."

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