Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 533 534. Ares Believers

After two minutes of cross-examination, Lan stabbed Arondette out of his hand with a 'crack' sound.

The beautifully curved blade penetrated Brisson's mouth, which was still screaming in pain, and came out from the back of the head with blood, bone fragments, and hair.

At the same moment, this handsome young man from an artistic family simply stopped moving.

Lan En pulled the long knife out of the opponent's mouth, flicked it gently and put the scabbard back.

He shook his head in disappointment.

Alcibiades is right, members of the cult are very strict with their mouths.

It seems that there is something protecting their minds, maybe it is some kind of artifact, maybe it is brainwashing propaganda within the cult.

Anyway, at least Lan En's [Yaxsi Sign] is very weak against Brisson.

After Brisson died, Lann took off the pair of women's greaves from his legs.

This pair of greaves looks like brass, but is very light and strong.

Although the normal smelting technology of this era was probably just beginning to involve making iron tools.

But with the emergence of unique products like artifact fragments, the smelting level of humans is less important.

Therefore, in this world, it is really possible for ancient people to dig out equipment that is more sophisticated than modern people.

No matter what, Lan En kept the pair of greaves in his alchemy leather bag first. There is also a triangular object found on Brisson, which is also found on Elpino. It may be some kind of token uniformly worn by members of the cult.

Then he returned the same way, first removing the [Aden Seal] blockade he had placed at the entrance to the basement, and then evacuating the three-story villa that occupied a large area without much effort.

It wasn't until Lan En finished wiping his hands with a linen cloth and walked to the end of the street that a panicked noise suddenly spread from the villa on the street.

——

Lan En did not go to Phidias's sculpture workshop, but directly followed Alcibiades' directions and came to a fairly luxurious villa.

This was the house of Pericles, and Alcibiades, as nephew and adopted son, still lived with Pericles.

It stands to reason that with just the inheritance left by Alcibiades' father, Pericles' brother, he could build a house many times more luxurious than the Brisson family.

But Athenians generally agree that virtuous poverty is better than bottomless wealth. If you want to be a politician, controlling your spending is part of shaping your image.

In the process of walking into the residence of a historical figure, Lan En behaved very calmly.

He had already completed his disenchantment on the first day he entered Athens.

It is true that Pericles was a figure he had studied in history books, but he was still a politician who would be troubled by his opponents.

Guided by the slaves in the villa, Lann went directly to Alcibiades' room without any chance of wandering around.

Phidias was also here. After confirming that it was the Cult of Kosmos that wanted to attack him, Alcibiades did not dare to put the sculpture artist in his own workshop.

For safety reasons, we can only gather together.

Lan lowered his head at the door frame and walked in. Phidias couldn't wait to stand up, walked to the witcher and asked nervously.

"How, how is it?"

He had just been lying on his side on a wool blanket on the ground with Alcibiades.

"Brisson has been solved." Lan first reassured Phidias, and then turned to Alcibiades and said, "No one found out who did it."

"Aha! Everyone is happy!"

Alcibiades stood up dangling from the wool blanket and cheered, looking a little enchanting.

“More wine!”

As he spoke, he also raised a pottery cup with a rim as big as two palms. This is a utensil used at banquets. It is like holding a basin when drinking. It is different from the pottery cups commonly used.

But Phidias, who had been drinking with him just now, did not feel relieved because of Brisson's death.

"Happy? How do you make me happy?"

The sculptor looked sad and fearful.

"If Brisson just dislikes me and is jealous of me, then if Lan kills him, I will be safe. But this is the Cult of Kosmos! It is their entire organization that wants to kill me! Brisson is dead Someone else will take over. There will never be peace for me! Do you understand, Alcibiades?!"

The famous handsome man in Athens scratched his cheek and shrugged helplessly.

"Then how about I find you a boat and you go out to sea to avoid it?"

"That's not necessary." Lan En stepped in.

He shook his head and reassured Phidias with his eyes.

"The task of killing you doesn't seem to have a high priority within the Cult of Kosmos. Although, just like Alcibiades said, I couldn't get the words out of Brisson's mouth, but I was in his villa A correspondence was found.”

"That's what the letter said."

After Phidias heard this, his originally straight shoulders suddenly relaxed and slumped. At the same time, a breath came out of his mouth.

"Ah, thank you Zeus! Thank you too, Lan."

On the other side, Alcibiades was very interested in the letter in Lan En's mouth.

"You said you found a letter? Is it an internal communication from a member of the Cult of Kosmos?"

Lan En took out the letter from the alchemy leather bag hanging on his waist, stretched it out in his hand and showed it to the two of them.

"Don't touch it with your hands."

When Alcibiades wanted to take the note, Lane stopped him in time. This made the two people look puzzled.

"The blood on it should be poisonous. You'd better not touch it anyway."

After chaos magic enters the human body, the most common phenomenon is not to produce extraordinary power, but to distort and mutate the original natural human body structure.

Many sorceresses and wizards who were born with chaotic magic were deformed when they were children.

Both of them listened to the advice, so they let Lan En stretch his arms while they stood still and watched. After all, Lan En still wears a pair of thick gloves on his hands.

Alcibiades quickly read the note.

His cynical and unrestrained expression was restrained for the first time in front of Lan En.

"Ares followers?"

he muttered.

"Were they responsible for the massacre in the village outside Athens? This is the first time I know about this."

"Otherwise? Did you originally think they were Spartans?" Lan En asked calmly.

Alcibiades nodded naturally.

"Before this, we did think so. After all, those Spartans fought all the way, and they did this kind of thing a lot."

Phidias is just a sculptor and does not have as complete information and deep thoughts as the other two, so after making sure that he should be fine.

As if he finally felt relaxed, he squatted down and leaned back, lying on the comfortable wool blanket.

As for Lan En and Alcibiades, the discussion about the followers of Ares continues.

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