Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 553 554. Return to Gos Velen

Now that the strengthening and development of the bones is almost complete, no matter how well taken care of Poppai, it is basically impossible to move forward with Lan En on his back.

It is a war horse that has been carefully bred and trained in a targeted manner, rather than a pack horse specially designed to carry heavy objects and do physical work.

So even in order to rush for time, Lan En chose to sail on the river in order not to put Poppai under pressure.

He stood at the edge of this passenger ship, and the crowded crowd automatically left a space around him.

The hooded man, who is 2.6 meters tall, is so intimidating and unusual in size.

Even though his lips were still thin and graceful under the hood, the silver hair falling from his face was luxurious and dazzling.

But most of the ladies who were attracted by the appearance of half of his face regained their consciousness in front of this majestic figure.

"That's a giant! Maybe he woke up from the cracks in the ground!"

A male traveling merchant wearing a soft cloth flat hat whispered confidently.

Beside him, a woman with a child retorted slightly.

"Giants are ugly! He is not ugly. At most he is a half-giant!"

"You only saw half of his face and you know he's not ugly?"

"It's because of this half of his face that I dare to say he's not ugly!"

People's voices were like the flapping of mosquito wings around the ears, and most of them revolved around the most conspicuous person on the boat.

In the crowd of ordinary people, Lan En suddenly stood out from the sea of ​​hats and hair of various colors, from his chest upwards.

After getting the news from the bartender Gatiss that the war had broken out, Lan was indeed nervous for a while.

He has a very good relationship with Ciri, Queen Calanthe once asked him for help, and Geralt is already considered his friend.

This group of people are closely related to this war, so he can't help but worry.

But as time passed, he calmed down again.

First of all, Gatis is just a bartender in a village outside Vizima. The information he received must not be first-hand, and there must be many errors and embellishments.

Maybe it's not that bad?

Lan En very much hoped that this guess could be correct.

Secondly, Lan En can be regarded as someone who has experienced many big scenes.

You must calm down before doing anything so that you can grasp the context of subsequent actions. This is his experience.

After a long voyage, the river passenger ship finally arrived at the station in Velen, which was not far from Gos Velen.

Lan En led Popeye off the ship from the center of the deck. The once tall and powerful war horse of Kaedweni blood was now compared to a small donkey in front of him.

There is a village nearby called Hillendum. To be more precise, it is just a farm.

Run by a halfling family. The reason why the Hofmeier family established the farm here was specifically to supply Gos Willen.

Lane led Popeye to the farm, knocked on the door of the Hofmeyr family, and rented a horse and something to pull the cart from them.

He prepared to carry himself in a two-horse cart so that the horses could bear it.

"Your Excellency?"

The door opened, and Lan En had to lower his head from a lower angle than before to see ordinary people in order to communicate with this person.

The height of halflings is similar to that of dwarves, but they do not have thick beards or developed muscles. They only have incredibly large soles and are so strong that they do not need to wear shoes. They have thick body hair on the tops of their feet and hands.

The halfling who asked the question was Bernie Hofmeyr, the farmer of this farm. While he was questioning, one of his hands was always hidden behind the door. Judging by his posture, Lan En felt that that hand should be holding a throwing knife or a dagger.

Halflings are naturally proficient at throwing, and there's not much to say about using this weapon.

But this vigilant attitude may be because Willen is closer to the war, and the people here are becoming more nervous.

But the atmosphere eased as Lan En took off his hood to reveal his face, and first took out the golden Oren Coin.

Troublemakers come here to grab things, not to pay for them.

"As I say." For the sake of the Oren coins, the farmer after hearing the witcher's lease request simply put his hands on his waist. "Why don't you just go there with my son, Demon Hunter."

"We have a delivery to Goth Velen right now, you can merge your horse into our wagon."

The halfling farmer's son is called Aldous Hofmeyr. He is much more cheerful and lively than his father. He has thick curly hair, like the curls of a sheep.

Along the way, he was visibly excited to chat with the witcher.

All they asked was 'Are you really good at magic? ’ ‘Can you show your hands? 'if.

"You must be going to Xianide Island. I heard that even the stones on that island are enchanted! Is this true? Also, can the warlocks really control the wind and rain and catch lightning? "

The young halfling kept asking questions, and the witcher answered him repeatedly.

"You don't look too nervous, Aldous?"

Lann asked the young halfling as he sat on the bundles of carrots and turnips.

"A war has begun, didn't you know? It's not far to the south in Sintra."

"I know." Aldous said in a relaxed tone.

"But isn't this the joy of suffering! Willen is like this, even if it's a war, who can send an army to this large piece of rotten swampland?"

"It's unnecessary. Willen is already in such a bad state, how much worse can he be?"

The young halfling said this.

He only thought that the hardship of making a living was the most difficult thing in the world.

But Lan En knew in his heart that the horror and uncontrollable nature of war could always be far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

——

Lan En got off the carriage before entering Gos Velen's city gate. This is where the magic boat Margarita prepared for him was parked.

"You should be more careful in the future. You can never make a big mistake, Aldous."

After getting out of the car, Lan untied Poppy's body and waved to the young halfling.

Aldous shrugged nonchalantly, and the riding crop in his hand snapped into the air, cheering the packhorse up and moving forward.

"Come on, don't talk like my dad, it's not that scary."

He scratched his thick curly hair, smiled and waved goodbye to Lan En, and walked towards the city gate.

Lan En shook his head, placed Poppy in the fisherman's stable, untied the rope on the small dock, and rowed the magic boat to the sea.

The magic has determined the boat's course, and the witcher's hard rowing keeps the boat moving forward on the bumpy sea.

Please recommend! Asking for a monthly ticket! Please subscribe!