Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 447 446. Inside the castle

"Good, I'm starting to understand why no one wanted to stay when this castle was besieged by a mob. It deserves it!"

Lan En trudged one step at a time in the courtyard of Hainkawehe Castle.

Ged, an old resident, did not perform much better than him, except Regis.

There was very deep snow in the courtyard of the castle. The height of the snow was only half a person's height from the height of the castle wall.

Lan En and Gerd were not able to walk on it because they stepped on the ground.

It was the upper layer of snow that compacted the lower layer of snow through weight, giving them a foothold from which to exert force.

Even so, basically only their upper bodies above the waist were exposed to the snow.

Lan En's high body temperature made his clothes even wetter under such circumstances.

The feeling of being tangled up in his own clothes made Lan En so unhappy that he went crazy.

"Ah!!! Destroy it! I should just make a snowboard and come in!"

The young witcher's hands danced wildly in the snow, creating waves of snow.

But after venting, he could only move forward again.

"Wow, this is really rare." Regis said in surprise. "I thought you were the kind of calm person who never loses his temper."

"Now, you see it now!"

Lan En rolled his eyes angrily, and at the same time smoothed down his hair that was a little messy because he was going crazy just now.

"Let me tell you first, it's scary when I lose my temper, so you'd better not hang around in front of me with this leisurely look!"

Next to the two demon hunters, Regis was walking on the same snow, but the snow could only cover his calves, but not up to his knees.

This high-level vampire does not use any magic or racial talents. It is purely because he does not have a set of heavy armor. His light weight makes him much easier in the snow than the other two demon hunters of the Bear School.

And Gerd also showed great adaptability.

As he moved forward, he introduced Lan En to this castle of a school he had never been to before.

“Surviving within the harsh walls of Hainkawech was difficult, and it was an almost constant challenge for young apprentices in particular. They had to huddle around hearths to prevent frostbite and be wrapped in thick furs to prevent losing weight. Wen, and there’s always the never-ending pile of snow in the yard that needs to be shoveled.”

"We all believe that this kind of long-term and arduous physical labor can inspire the characteristic endurance in our mutations that far exceeds that of our peers."

"Oh, it should be here."

With that said, Ge pulled Lan, who was still going forward, to stop in front of a high castle wall.

The snow here is so thick that the door originally used for entry and exit has been submerged under the snow level.

"We have to dig down until we reach the door."

After saying that, Gede began to get under the snow and start working.

When Lan En simply took out the Turbid Current Sword, they quickly dug the door into the castle.

It's like taking a slide and entering the castle from the dug snow path.

Hainkaweh Castle has been abandoned for decades. It has no architectural difference from other castles in the world.

During the decades of vacancy, the temperature inside and outside the castle remained at the same level.

It's just that because of the looting by the mob, a lot of things were scattered on the floor.

Under the leadership of Gede, Lan En finally found the fireplace as he wished, raised a flame, and dried his clothes.

After decades of neglect, the castle finally heard the crackling sound of firewood burning in the fireplace.

In order to dry the armor quickly, Lan simply took them off and hung them by the fireplace.

"You are really powerful." Gede sighed with emotion at first. The young man is in good health, and then said hesitantly.

"But... is it my imagination? I always feel that you have grown taller."

They had only been together for a total of more than a week.

And in such a short period of time, Lan En's [Bone Strengthening Organ] was indeed well fed by the special rations he made with alchemy, which made a difference in height that anyone unfamiliar with it could detect.

Now his height has reached about two meters and five.

"I'm still young, I guess I'm still in the growth stage. Don't men still grow taller around the age of twenty? This should be the case for me."

Lan En said casually.

The corners of Gede's mouth twitched slightly, while Regis seemed to be looking at something strange.

It's normal for a twenty-year-old to grow in height, but they have never seen a person who was already over 1.9 meters tall grow to over 2 meters tall and looks like he will continue to grow.

"I said...Does your family have giant blood?"

Gede said hesitantly that there were many tall and strong men in the Xiong School, but they had never seen anyone grow at such a speed. Being twenty years old is like adolescence.

"Hey, don't slander me!"

Lan En patted his chest.

"Pure human, okay?"

So the other two looked at each other, shrugged and ended the topic.

"We have come in now, but come in and come back. Gede, do you have any clues about those dwarves?"

Lan En sat shirtless next to the fireplace, moving his shoulders while looking around the empty and huge castle hall.

Traces of abandonment and dilapidation fill the entire building.

A demon hunter's senses are at the extraordinary level, which is good, but it's still a bit unrealistic to find traces in a building that no one has entered for decades.

Not to mention that in the last 'lively time' of this castle, a group of mobs came in with thoughts of killing and robbing.

"Don't worry, Lan En." At this time, Gede finally had time to repair his beard. He took a dagger and was about to shave off all his beard.

"If I say I'll find it for you, I'll find it for you."

he said as he shaved.

"This castle was once full of witchers. As long as Anahad had contact with the dwarves in the mountains, he would definitely leave traces. And for witchers, traces are clues."

"Even if Anahad is one of the original witchers, what can he hide under the attention of so many of his kind?"

"What do you mean?" Lan En tilted his head, "Have you discovered the connection between him and the dwarves before the castle was abandoned?"

"I don't know who or what he is communicating with. I just found out that he has a secret room in the castle."

Gede said indifferently.

"To be precise, we have all noticed it. But you also know the personalities of our kind. As long as it doesn't interfere with their affairs, they won't care so much."

"Secret rooms, connections, collaborations. It doesn't matter."

"I wanted to take a look at first, but when most people in the school were indifferent, and Anahad and his successors were obviously not easy to mess with, it was hard to tell how long my curiosity could last. It’s a metaphor.”

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Regarding the difference between the effects of [Dancing Star] and [Foehn], I did get this wrong.

The key is that when I was playing the game, I subconsciously thought: Dancing Stars - Stars in My Eyes - Shocking Bombs

Foehn - scorching wind - incendiary bombs

It's really a stereotype, but I've used it many times before, so I decided to leave it at that, and that's how it ends up in this book.