Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 290 289. Curse Teaching

Lann rode Popeye, and Geralt rode a mare called Carrot.

After they came out of Ham, they planned to go to the lake to find the unlucky Sir Fresnet, and then get credible information directly from him.

A single information channel will inevitably lead to one-sided and incomplete intelligence, but the remaining matters are the scope of services that demon hunters should worry about, so there is nothing to complain about.

Lan En's trip was not urgent, otherwise he wouldn't have left the portal and not gone there to ride a horse. The old demon hunter named 'Vesemir' was entrusted by the king.

It's normal for a mission of this level to take several months.

Instead of rushing over now, it would be better to learn two tricks from the famous [White Wolf] in front of you. Maybe he can be used as a middleman in the future.

With the help of an intermediary, the opportunity to study in the Wolf School's castle is almost guaranteed.

The further the horse's hooves travel toward the lake, the deeper their footprints will be left on the ground.

The mud particles were picked up by the horses' hooves and splashed onto the hems of their cloaks.

Even though the two were riding on horses, they still kept a distance that would prevent misunderstanding between each other.

Not far, not close, belonging to a strange but familiar distance.

Geralt was always wary of a bear witcher who massacred more than two hundred humans in one night.

Lan En fully understood his concerns and maintained a silent understanding of distance between the two.

"Have you ever found out where that knight usually appears? The lake is not big, but it is not easy to find a cormorant, even if it is wearing a nettle shirt."

Lan En controlled the horse's speed, and Poppy's bloodline was obviously much better than that of the mare named Carrot.

Geralt straightened his milky white hair that was messed up by the wind.

"I asked, just follow."

Soon after, the two stopped at the edge of a beach near a lake. A small table was set up on the muddy beach with a few stones, and there were dried fish scales and blood on it.

Presumably this is where Miss Eliza fed her brother.

Geralt methodically took out two fresh fish and put them on, then he held Carrot and stood aside with Lan En.

The young demon hunter watched with great interest. This was the first time he saw with his own eyes how a normal demon hunter works.

After Bordon took him with him, the preparations for each mission became more and more perfunctory, because there was an apprentice who could share the risks with him.

The wind on the lake blew down the reeds. Two people and two horses stood on the blown reeds on the beach.

It seemed that waiting was a bit boring, and the atmosphere in which neither of them spoke made people feel awkward.

So Lan En reached into his pocket and took out a stack of cards.

Geralt was staring at him as he dug into his pocket, raising his eyebrows in confusion.

"Gwent, the popular dwarf card game."

Lann stretched out his hand towards Geralt.

"I can give you some points. Do you want to try it out? It's very time-consuming."

When the young demon hunter saw the lips on the other side twitching, he seemed a little moved. Then he crossed his arms and showed obvious resistance.

"No, forget it. With all due respect, we are not familiar enough to give each other things."

"Okay, you have the final say."

Lan En was not persistent, he was shuffling the cards beside him to pass the time.

But with the sound of cards jumping, Geralt turned his head, and with his hands folded in front of his chest, his fingers began to point on his upper arms.

This situation made Lan En's eyes narrow slightly.

Okay, old gambling dog!

When I hear the sound of playing cards, my hands will itch even if I have never played.

Lan En's shuffling didn't last long, and the two of them looked somewhere in the sky at the same time.

The sound of birds flapping their wings was coming from there.

The cormorant, which had always seemed much clumsier than ordinary cormorants, flew over from a low altitude.

Under the gaze of the two of them, he skillfully stopped on the small stone table and swallowed two fresh fishes in just a few mouthfuls.

A puddle of bird droppings was left along the way.

Geralt, who was about to step forward, stopped when he saw this.

Shit on the table where you eat. The curse is really terrible.

The bodies of birds prevent them from controlling their excretion. In fact, the cormorant himself looked at the puddle under him and did not move for a long time.

Then, as if suddenly furious, he started barking and thrashing.

Lan En looked at the cormorant with pity.

He heard that Sir Fresnet was a big man as strong as an ox in the past. To make such a man become unable to control his bowel movements, he was absolutely going to collapse.

But the work that needs to be done still needs to be done, and they are here just to turn it back into a human.

"Fresnet?"

As if he hadn't seen anything, Geralt walked forward and calmly asked the cormorant wearing a nettle shirt.

This is the best way to deal with it when you see someone else’s embarrassing moment.

The furious cormorant screamed a few times, then calmed down and nodded.

Generally, this kind of emotional changes will be very complicated and exciting when placed on a human face.

But there are not so many small muscles on the face of birds that can be used to reflect emotions, so in front of the two of them, there was still a dull-looking cormorant.

Geralt briefly described the process and purpose of being hired by King Elvir, and showed the parchment with the seal to prove that he was not here to catch it and sell it for money.

There are many such people. A waterfowl transformed from a nobleman is a good collector's item and can be sold for a high price.

Lan En watched from behind and nodded repeatedly, asking Mentos to take notes on the course.

Breaking a curse is a difficult thing. The person who breaks the curse not only has to face the curse that has already been formed and the caster who does not want the curse to disappear, but also has to find a way to face the morbid insecurity of the cursed person caused by long-term fear.

Geralt showed Lan how a skilled old demon hunter could start his work from scratch.

The king's seal gave Geralt a trustworthy identity. When he took back the parchment and asked again, Cormorant's behavior became much more positive.

"I want to ask you a key question first. Is the person who cursed you a witch?"

At this point, the cormorant made a shrill cry involuntarily.

Geralt remained unmoved. He crossed his arms with an indifferent expression and watched the water bird jump up and down.

"Given the way you expressed it, the only information I can accept is nods and shakes. So Sir, don't let anger delay you from becoming human. Give me a rational answer that is not mixed with prejudice and hatred-is she a witch? "

"Gah! Gah!"

Finally, the cormorant shook his head sharply from side to side, and the conversation continued

After Geralt finished his preliminary questions, the cormorant flew away.

He also returned to Carrot's side and got on his horse. Lan En followed naturally.

"You make me feel like I am leading an apprentice. The Wolf School has not had an apprentice for a long time."

Young people have little say in this topic where old people lament about the past, so he can only look away and ask for professional knowledge.

"You seemed to have asked a lot of private topics just now. Is there any use?"

"I have to confirm what kind of relationship they have and what kind of feelings they have for each other. When she issued the curse, was the woman greedy to get the family property? Or was she resentful of being let down by her lover? Or was it just pure Anger? Curses issued from different moods will affect the effect of breaking the curse."

"But this thing is too subjective. Would our Sir Fresnet think that his female companion does not love him when he is passionately in love?"

"So, we still have our work cut out for us."

Geralt glanced at Lan, who seemed to be memorizing seriously.

"Tomorrow, he will take us around the place where he and the woman had a tryst. Let us see what the curse is."

"That's when it gets busy."

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