Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 304 303. The whereabouts of the master

The balance of Geralt's bounty will be paid by the territory of Baron Hamm. After Eliza marries King Aiweil, the king's gift will pay this part of the payment together.

After getting the reward he deserved, Geralt was ready to continue his career as a witcher, traveling around the continent accepting commissions and hunting monsters.

He rode a carrot in the cold wind and walked all the way out of Ham.

Lan En, on the other hand, has never meant to separate from him.

"What do you want to do?" Geralt raised his head and looked at the bear cub beside him. "Two witchers take on jobs together only when they are apprentices, because it's not profitable at all. Although we get along pretty well, don't expect me to lose money and travel with you."

Lann was already half a head taller than Geralt, and Poppy was a little taller than Carrot.

To sum it up, now riding the same horse, Lan En's shoulders were level with Geralt's forehead.

"Whether you make money or not is a trivial matter." Lan En smiled modestly.

"The main thing is that I have something to ask you for help."

Geralt glanced at the other party: "We help each other, you talk about it."

"Do you know an old wolf sect demon hunter named 'Vesemir'?"

The sound of the two horses' hoofbeats was heard, and after they were far away from Ham with the lake, the air changed from cold and humid to dry and cold. Both of them would exhale a puff of white air from their mouths while speaking.

"What, are you having a holiday?"

Although Geralt is already aware of the young man's character, based on the rumors, deeds and contacts over such a long time, he still feels that Lan En's temper is a bit explosive.

So when Lan mentioned Vesemir, his first reaction was still - 'Isn't this kid going to fight?'

"Vesemir is a kind man. If you have misunderstandings with him, I can be a go-between for you."

"No, no!" Lan En quickly waved his hand and explained, "How come I have so many festivals? How long have I been living on the mainland? You know that I am just a young man."

Then, Lan told Geralt about his experience of learning witcher alchemy from Berengar and showing his supernatural talent.

"Berengar suggested that I go to Kaer Morhen, the castle of the Wolf School, to learn and inherit the most comprehensive knowledge of alchemy from the witchers, and of course, my imperfect knowledge of monsters and curses."

Lann tugged on the reins, steering Poppy out of the way of a puddle of mud in the road.

"He said that the one who can make the decision in Kaer Morhen is Vesemir. After convincing him, it will be no problem whether it is studying or making up lessons."

Geralt wiggled his butt in the saddle to ease his awkward posture.

"Berengar? This name is unfamiliar. It seems that he has really left the school and profession for a long time. But he is absolutely right. What Vesemir promised is the decision of the Wolf School. But you know that he is now Where? Usually in the winter, he would return to Kaer Morhenwo for the winter. He would wait until spring and then go south to find work. Now "

Geralt's implication is that the Grand Master of the Wolf School of Witchers is probably nesting in the castle at the moment.

If you want to go to the castle, you must first get the Grand Master's permission. But if the order is reversed, it is not a search for knowledge, but a bad visitor.

This nature is different.

"Don't worry, Geralt."

Lan En waved his hand on the horse.

"I have definite information. The grand master of your school is not far from us at the moment. He is employed by King Vinslav in Bruge next door. The demon hunter who has taken on a big order has no time to go to his home for the winter."

Geralt nodded after hearing this. He didn't think this situation was unusual. On the contrary, it was actually quite common.

The Winter Solstice is approaching, and it will be one of the most active days for Chaos Magic in the whole year. Curses, magic, and monsters become more and more active the closer to that day.

It's normal for a witcher to be temporarily stumbled by these things and unable to escape.

What made him feel strange was another thing

"Do you have 'accurate information'? You are a young demon hunter?"

The young man smiled and said nothing, which made the old demon hunter tremble suddenly, feeling that this man was unfathomable.

——

If you want to find a demon hunter hired by the king, you must first go to the central city of Brugg, that is, Brugg City.

A relatively fragmented country among the northern countries, the central city is certainly not as good as Vizima.

This place feels like a large, long-term country fair to Lan En.

The dirt road will turn into a mud pit when it encounters rain. Horse manure, firewood and various livestock excrement make the smell here very "smoke and smoke of life".

That is, the palace in the distance looks magnificent and beautiful.

Before entering the city gate, the two demon hunters were stopped by a young man wearing a tight-fitting leather suit to facilitate movement and a felt hat on his head.

"Hello, gentlemen."

The young man seemed a little tired, but he still started to greet the business skillfully.

Lan En and Geralt looked at each other and responded to him calmly.

"Hello to you, sir."

It can be seen that although he is young, he should have been in the industry for a long time.

"Are you Len from Cintra? Here is your letter."

Lan En leaned down from the horse and took the letter handed over by the young man. The fire paint on it was printed with the mark of Arethusa.

This is a college messenger.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? I'm sorry to bother you."

Lan En put the letter back into the alchemical leather bag on his waist and popped out a silver coin at him.

The young man caught it happily, took off the felt hat on his head and held it in front of his chest, "Thank you, generous sir."

After saying that, he ran away quickly.

Magical communication at this stage is ultimately an expensive and unstable method, so the profession of messenger cannot be replaced even in Aretuza Academy, which trains spellcasters.

"I suggest you read the letter from the academy now. If Vesemir has left the city, I don't want to be skinned for nothing on the city entry tax."

Geralt reined in the reins and said.

There were two letters sent over, one was obviously from a college with a good environment, and the other had black soot on the envelope.

Lan En nodded indifferently and opened the letter from the academy.

The page turning sound of "Swiss, swiss, swiss" sounded, and Lan En quickly skipped the first few pictures of love poems written by Margarita in cursive calligraphy.

In the age of letters, people always didn't mind attaching strong emotions to words. However, from the perspective of Lan En, a person in the information age, although the strong emotions can be felt, it is more of an embarrassment.

He was a little uncomfortable with it.

Scroll to the end briefly, which shows the latest information about the Master Demon Hunter——

He was heading towards Brok Leon, and judging from the direction of travel, he wanted to dive in headfirst.

"Your reminder was timely, Geralt."

Lan repackaged the roughly turned letters.

"We can avoid paying the city entrance tax once. It's time to go to Broccolion."

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