Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 67 67. Processing

In fact, there was no need for Philip's cavalry to help, White came over by himself.

This is the base camp of slave traders, and every cavalryman knows it.

Here, the adults may be a threat, but the kids are just cargo.

So when White was anxiously looking for Lan in the camp, the soldiers who were cutting off heads didn't do anything to him.

This group of people are old veterans. They are cunning, cunning, ferocious, and cunning, but at least they are an official force and have an official identity.

They do not engage in such derogatory activities as human trafficking and child killing.

So even though White looked at the corpses on the ground and his steps were shaky and he was about to vomit, he still successfully arrived at the port in the night.

Philip's torch marked the location of the two people, and the little boy ran over quickly.

"Hey! Lan En!"

he yelled excitedly, after the boy had been trying to get Lan to run away.

Because he couldn't imagine that anyone could defeat the entire camp's enemies by himself.

But now, he saw it all with his own eyes.

The child's excitement was pure, the fear of being imprisoned and walking over corpses gone.

At this time, Lan En was very lucky that White was a boy and would not rush over to hug him like a girl. At most, he would just stand in front of him and jump up and down excitedly.

because

"Chi-"

A drop of nosebleed flowed out and hit the sand, making a slight corrosive sound.

Now, even a drop of his blood would be extremely poisonous to an ordinary strong man.

White quickly rushed to Lan En, jumping up and down to express his surprise.

"You did it, Lan! You really defeated an entire camp of bad guys! I bet there must be a hundred people in this camp! No, two hundred!"

Lan En smiled at this, and his legs began to weaken. After the fierce battle, the temporary body strengthening provided by [Thunder] could no longer keep up with the damage of the toxins to the body.

The heavily armored body suddenly collapsed on the beach.

It scared both Philip and White.

The boy's chatter of surprise stopped, and he and Philip hurried forward to help Lan En up.

But the demon hunter raised his hand to stop him.

He really can't interact with ordinary people now.

He wiped his hand down his nose, and the studded leather gloves that were already stained with blood suddenly had a dark blood stain.

Under the erosion of toxins, every bone is hurting and every muscle is being stretched.

But Lan En still laughed heartily when he looked at White's big head.

He was rescued.

Regarding Mrs. Donner's instructions and my own guilt, I have completed them beautifully.

He saved a family. The mistress of this family remained brave and optimistic in the face of life. The youngest son of this family still wanted to let others escape even at the last moment.

It’s amazing to be yourself.

"No need to come over, I'm just relieved."

Phillip and White were at a loss as they looked at Lan En's smile as he collapsed on the ground.

The witcher talks to his brain in his mind.

"That's when I became convinced, Mentos."

"What?"

"I have the ability to live on my own terms in this world."

The young demon hunter's tone was filled with confidence and optimism.

In this bloody dark night, it is like a bright sun.

"This world can't stop me!"

Mentos was slightly silent.

Just like Lan En's tone, in the mood curve chart, the subject's mood began to calm down after a long absence.

"You're happy, sir. That's a good thing, but with all due respect"

The voice of the smart voice becomes emotionless.

"If you don't fill your stomach with the bottle of primary [white honey] in the alchemy leather bag, there will be no need to stop a corpse in this world."

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Lan En rummaged through the alchemical leather bag and finally found a bottle of milky white potion.

[White honey] is an autologous antidote prepared by witchers to deal with the toxicity of magic potions.

As he hurriedly poured it into his mouth, the blackness on Lan En's face and eyeballs began to fade.

But until the efficacy of [White Honey] is fully exerted, the black color has not faded away.

Compared to the enhanced levels of [Thunder] and [Blizzard], the primary [White Honey] does not seem to be powerful enough.

White kept looking at Lan En nervously, watching him pour the potion, and then he relaxed after his face looked obviously better.

Phillip's expression was very different from his, and when he breathed a sigh of relief, his entire body trembled.

"Man, you look like a dead man. Are you really okay?"

Lan En sat on the ground and patted his forehead helplessly with his palm.

"There seems to be something wrong. If I want to metabolize the toxins by myself, it will take half a month to heal the body that has been eroded by the toxins. At least one month to recover from the injury, it will take close to two months!"

"It seems that the demon hunter's bowl of rice is really not delicious."

Phillip scratched his head when he said it, and also sighed.

But Lan En's eyes glanced at a piece of wooden cages on the beach, and he had an idea.

"Sergeant, what are you going to do with these victims?"

"Just call me Phillip." Phillip said nonchalantly.

"We will take them back to the crow's nest, and then Sir will most likely give a speech, put up notices and so on. You know he will definitely not miss this opportunity to increase his prestige. And then send them home."

"Okay, this itinerary is reasonable."

Lan En turned to White and smiled.

"Just follow this schedule, White. Mrs. Downer is waiting for you at home, and I have to deal with my troubles."

Lan En pointed at the black poison remaining on his face.

White was hesitant at first, but when Mrs. Donner was mentioned, the little boy became obedient.

"Philip, please give me a letter after the child returns home safely and send it to Gos Willen's blacksmith shop. I made two friends there."

"No problem, man. It's easy."

"Also, you may not know. There is a big shot in this wooden cage. You have to send her away before you can repay Veserad. Her injuries are not promising."

"Hey, big shot? How big is it?"

Philip had no intention of rejecting Lan En's proposal. Even if the person was a civilian, he would send him away in advance as long as Lan En spoke. But he still said something stubborn out of habit.

Lan En looked at him with a half-smile.

"Headmaster of Arethusa Academy."

"Ahem!"

Phillip covered his chest with the hand that wasn't holding the torch, and it took him a while to recover.

"York! Where did you die? Prepare the horse! Hurry and prepare the horse! Didn't you see the wounded? To make a simple stretcher, it must be strong and soft, you hear me!"

After communicating amicably with his halberdiers not far away, Philip hurriedly helped Lan En up.

"Okay, man. I understand what's going on. You took the lead in destroying the entire camp, which makes people owe you a big debt. Your little problem will be solved by the sorceress of Arethusa with just one breath. enough."

"I'd like to lend you some good advice." Lan En stood weakly.

What he wanted to exchange for this favor was not just the removal of toxins.

Just as the two were about to walk along the prison area to the prison where Margarita was located, White, who was walking slowly on the port, let out a surprise shout.

"Aliya! You were not taken away!"

Under the dim moonlight, an exhausted child climbed onto the shore from the sea.

Lying on his back on the beach, he didn't want to move for a while.

When Lan En thought about it, it must be a friend that White met when he was imprisoned.

Tell me what happened today.

In the early hours of the morning, I was suddenly informed that a cousin had passed away.

Very suddenly.

He is in his thirties, physically strong, does not smoke or drink, and works as an English tutoring class.

No need to socialize or work overtime.

I just like to stay up late playing games and looking at my phone.

Then at three o'clock in the morning, he suffered a heart failure, and the ambulance could not reach the hospital at all. He was rescued on the spot for an hour and pronounced dead.

According to the rules, if something happens to juniors like us, we will be suspended for three days. During these three days, I will save my manuscripts to support myself. This may affect the explosive updates after it is released, but there is no way. You must watch it for these three days.

It’s the first time I’ve met someone of my generation who has passed away, and I’m a little confused now.

The scene where the white-haired person gives the black-haired person a gift. I really can’t watch it too much.