Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 301 300. Chain tasks

The sudden punch, followed by the spray of blood, silenced all the onlookers.

Lan En's hand let go of Mut's collar, and his limp body was only twitching nervously on the ground. Mrs. Leeds, who was lying on the ground, was no longer frightened by the bloody scene.

She only felt that the sky was about to fall. She had lost Mutt, who was the village elder, and her life had entered a countdown.

But Lan En didn't show any struggle after directly hammering Mutt's entire jaw.

The air hammer technique in Xianfengji Boxing prevented the blood that burst out from staining his gloves and cheeks.

Only the hem of the robe and the waist and abdomen of the Bear School armor were dyed scarlet.

He glanced at Mrs. Leeds, who was so desperate that she even lost her panic, and threw a bone fragment to the ground.

Then use the bone fragment as the center point. "[Aden]!"

A circle of runes glowing with purple magical aura appeared on the ground. The ordinary villagers and Mrs. Leeds all looked at this scene in surprise.

Magic is rare and precious knowledge. Even if these villagers can find out three generations of their ancestors, there may not be anyone who has actually seen magic.

In this dim lighting condition, the supernatural aura of magic makes people fearful and curious.

After the light of [Arden's Seal] dissipated, Lan En picked up the bone fragments on the ground and threw them to the stunned Mrs. Leeds.

"The field polluted by the day demon spirit has returned to normal, but the evil magic left by the demon spirit will still make humans uncomfortable there. This bone fragment can protect the holder from farming in that field."

Suddenly, people looked at the bone fragments in Liz's hand with curiosity and exploration. As if exploring the power of the legendary magic.

But Lan En knew that this was a lie.

If the Seal of Arden had this effect, the demon hunters would be able to make money just by mass-producing the talismans.

"You said you can't live without your husband. This is help for you. An extra field should be enough for you."

If no one cares about a mutant until the witcher takes care of the day spirit.

But now, the villagers pay 120% attention to the opinions of experts.

A field that can be cultivated again needs to be plowed and ridged after being left idle for two years. In short, it takes a lot of energy.

If this was an ordinary field, it would be a lot of effort, but here there is still the "remaining evil magic of the demon spirit". For a small land, it is really not worth it.

Except for people like Mrs. Leeds who had no choice in life, most of the other villagers would not want to be associated with that unlucky field.

"So be it."

After taking a final look around, all the villagers who made eye contact with those cat eyes unconsciously avoided looking at each other.

Lann lifted Mutt's body from the ground and walked towards Popeye who was tied to the fence.

He planned to leave at night.

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In the afternoon of the next day, Lan En rode his horse to the place agreed with Geralt.

This was the last stop on Geralt's investigative journey, and they made an appointment to meet here.

Mutt's body was wrapped in canvas by Lan En, and the winter temperature prevented it from emitting any unacceptable smell.

Lan En's consideration of taking this corpse was mainly because it was described in many curse knowledge books. The people in the curse ritual were also an important factor in forming the ritual. Maybe this corpse would play a role in breaking the curse.

Of course, the specific situation must be decided by an experienced senior like Geralt.

But having said that, this white wolf seems to have never been too trusting of himself, and now he has just returned with a corpse after conducting an investigation.

He won't just draw the sword with me, right?

Sitting on the horse, Lan En immediately shook his head and shook off this thought.

The old demon hunter must be well-informed, experienced and calm. How could he embarrass a young and ignorant little bear like him?

Lan En pinched Jiabo Pai's belly with his heels, and the fine-blooded war horse immediately started to move forward and trotted forward.

The body lying on the horse's back was already frozen.

This is a typical small village in the northern countries. Lan En skillfully used his eyes to scare away the dogs and chickens that wanted to run and bark after him.

After installing this [Second Heart] watered with dragon blood growth agent, he can naturally do such a thing.

Of course, the group of beasts in Ashina Country who were mutated by the water of the source would not care about a few vicious looks.

Lan En was looking for the old demon hunter he had made an appointment with in the village. When he passed the obviously more luxurious house of the village elder, he vaguely heard the sounds of celebration and laughter inside.

He felt that something good might have happened to this village.

But Geralt wasn't in it.

The old demon hunter should not break the promise, Lan En was a little confused about this. So he temporarily placed Poppy by the fence in the village, letting him eat some grass and drink some water.

He walked on foot, trying to find traces of Geralt from the village.

This is not difficult. Because the village is close to the lake, the ground is so muddy that every step of the boots will leave a mark.

The leather boots of the witchers are of good quality, because they don't want the boots that are used to grip the ground to suddenly slip when they are fighting monsters to the death.

Boots of this caliber leave very conspicuous footprints in a village where most people don't even have shoes to wear.

Lan En raised his eyebrows and slowly raised his eyes following the footprints extending out on the ground until he saw the direction of the footprints - a windmill in the village.

Mill? What is the witcher doing here?

This is not a busy time for the mill, so no one is looking here.

Lan En followed the footprints and heard the sound of a shovel being inserted into the ground halfway along, as well as the old demon hunter's labored breathing.

Sure enough, after going around a corner, Lan En poked his head from the corner of the mill and saw the milky white hair that was messy due to sweat and movement.

"Hey, where are you busy?"

The sudden sound did not panic Geralt. Although every demon hunter has light steps due to sword training, the composite armor of the Bear School will inevitably make noise.

Geralt could hear it even while he was digging.

Therefore, the white wolf just pushed the hair away from his cheeks, glanced at the bear cub who was probing his head, and then continued digging in the ground.

Lan En's entire body stepped out from behind the wall.

"Are you digging for treasure?"

"It's not about digging for treasure." Geralt replied as he continued to shovel. "It's about recovering rewards!"

"You also spent a lot of time there. I guess you are also facing a series of tasks like me, right?"

Lan En had never heard of the term "serial mission", but he understood it after thinking about it based on reality.

You take a big order, and when you go out to collect information and necessary items, the locals tell you, 'You can't do anything unless you help us.' This is probably a chain of tasks.

There are too many demon hunters like Geralt who have been around for who knows how long.

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