Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 8 8. No suspenseful choice

Come and choose, teacher.

The halberd's charge penetration cannot be resisted by armor, even if it is advanced armor such as school armor.

Even if he wiped the halberd's edge with his wrist armor and forced it to change direction, it wouldn't work.

It's too close.

If the blade is stabbed towards the torso, what difference does it make if it misses?

The blade of the halberd is wide and sharp. As long as it cuts the torso, at least two organs will be affected.

The heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys cannot remain intact.

You must use the blade to stop the thrust.

But at the same time, the alchemy bag cannot be saved.

The magic potions and alchemy bombs inside are your only hope to survive the next battle.

Two archers, a tough soldier with a long weapon, and your student - a witcher.

Unless you use your overwhelming physical strength after drinking the magic potion to kill someone, or take out an expensive bomb, you will definitely have no chance.

Lan En left traces along the way that could be followed by the law enforcement team, attracting them.

Three rounds of shooting had passed since the battle started, only about twenty seconds in total.

But Lan En has already completed the blockade of Bordon according to the changes in the battle situation.

If you look carefully, in the young man's cat eyes, the calculations and possibilities are looming, just like a waterfall washing down from the pupils.

Lan En temporarily stopped investing in the computing power of [Analysis] and fully applied the potential of his brain cells to the current scene.

And his biological intelligence brain did accomplish the planned goal.

No matter which one he chooses, Bordon has no chance.

He will die today.

Bordon himself immediately recognized this fact.

The extremely majestic body stiffened.

Most of the demon hunters of the Bear School have lost the ability to generate emotions. After they mutate, they spend the rest of their lives just running around trying to stay alive.

In previous missions, Bordon had faced death more than once.

But every time he can use his calm mind to find the hope of survival, and then lift the monster's head to get his reward.

But in this situation created by human wisdom and murderous intent, at a critical moment of death before and after, this cold character made him at a loss.

What's even more terrible is that Lan En's hand is now bursting with magical light!

Seal of Yaksi!

That was a technique that Bordon had only used in front of Lan En, and had not even been taught once.

He never imagined that the other party had actually reached a level that could be used in actual combat.

The strong demon hunter's head suddenly became dizzy, and what was even more frightening was that his confusion was intensified.

Faced with the fact that he could not survive, his urge to die with an enemy was disappearing.

Because he couldn't hate it.

Even the instinct to survive was suppressed for a moment, and that was just this moment.

"Pfft-"

In the end, the halberd whose trajectory was adjusted by Lan En stabbed into Bordon's abdominal cavity.

Bright red bodily fluids spurted out.

Lan En himself rushed from under the Bear School's steel sword to his mentor's side, cutting the strap of the alchemy bag with his dagger as fast as lightning.

As soon as he reached out his hand, he caught it in his arms.

Bordon's hopes of a final comeback were lifted.

The moment the sharp blade invaded the body, even with the physique of a witcher, a feeling of powerlessness swept through Bordon's entire body in an instant.

He was pushed several steps by the halberdier, and did not stop until he hit a tree. Then his legs became weak and he collapsed on the ground.

The nervous halberdier did not come to his senses. He still gritted his teeth and pushed forward while holding the long pole tightly.

Until Lan En walked up to him carrying the alchemy bag and placed his palm on his hand holding the long pole.

"Calm down, man. It's over."

He screamed as if he had just woken up from a dream, and began to gasp for air.

This process has been longer than the entire battle just now.

The two archers also walked down the hillside from the commanding heights in the distance. The crossbowmen did not withdraw their strings, and the arrows pointed clearly at Lan En.

The long archer immediately ran to check on the sword and shield soldier who had fallen to the ground and stopped even screaming.

Under the questioning looks of the halberdiers and crossbowmen, he fiddled with his captain's eyelids and pulse, then shook his head.

Lan En was not surprised by this. The amount of bleeding just now was probably not even possible for the mage to save.

"Shit mutant freak!"

The Halberdier spat and cursed under his breath.

The Viren people are used to seeing death, especially professional soldiers, so there is nothing to say except venting their fear of magic and mutants.

The halberdier took two steps forward with his boots on, trying to withdraw the halberd stuck in Bordon's stomach.

Perhaps the witcher's ability to survive was indeed extraordinary. This brown bear-like man was not dead yet, he was just sitting quietly.

A pair of cat eyes stared at his students.

But if he pulled out the halberd, the heavy bleeding would definitely prevent him from surviving for a minute.

Lan En looked at him without hesitation, and raised his hand to stop the halberdier beside him from pulling out his weapon.

The remaining three soldiers immediately became nervous as if their hair had exploded.

The crossbowman prepared the crossbow and the longbowman immediately drew the bow and aimed it at Lan En.

They had just seen a demon hunter's ability, and real magic, using blood and lives.

Lan En also happens to have a pair of cat eyes.

It's hard not to make them nervous.

The alliance between Lan En and them happened very suddenly.

"What do you want to do? Freak! Are you looking for death!?"

The crossbowman yelled fiercely, and Lan En could see that his finger on the trigger was shaking.

The halberdiers and longbowmen were the same, with angry expressions on their faces, but they were all swallowing their saliva.

Lan En stood sideways and turned to look at them quietly until their breathing calmed down.

After a long silence, Lan En spoke calmly.

"I have only a knife, gentlemen. You have two arrows on the string."

The three people all calmed down a little in their words.

Or it may not be words that calm them, but their own superiority.

But Lan En tilted his head and spat out the next sentence, which caused the atmosphere to turn sharply.

"But will two arrows take care of me?"

"Come and try it! Freak! Hurry up and let me try it!"

Facing the spitting crossbowman, Lan En remained expressionless.

This makes the other party even more serious in appearance.

"Gentlemen, you have just witnessed the survivability and killing ability of the demon hunters. And you, a halberdier without a weapon, and two archers with only one-handed swords, standing within five steps of me. I If you want to take action, you can't last ten seconds."

In fact, they could last at least one minute. Lan En was far behind his teacher in terms of physical fitness, equipment quality, and swordsmanship.

But Bordon shocked them so much that they were temporarily confused.

"I-we still have two arrows!"

"That's right, two arrows." Lan En kept his sideways posture and nodded.

"But if you want to kill me within ten seconds, you have to shoot me in the heart or head."

Following Lan En's calm words, the eyes of the three people also moved to these two parts.

But then, the expressions of the two shooters became difficult to watch.

They are veterans and they know what it is like now.

"Yes, gentlemen. I'm turning sideways, so if you want to shoot at the heart, the arrow has to go through the arm, through three layers of cotton armor, and a layer of skin, ribs, and a pair of lungs. It can't go through. . Then I have time to kill you all after being hit by arrows, so you can only shoot in the head."

"And if the target is limited to a place as big as the head, even if it is a knife, I am confident that I can block two arrows."

The young man's arm holding the hunting knife has been raised to the side of his face, which is obvious.

——The position of the heart is left to you, and it is up to you to decide whether to shoot the crossbow. But I also explained clearly the consequences of those two arrows.

The words stopped, and the three Temerian sergeants on the opposite side clenched their cheeks.

The young man's expression was calm and normal, as if the terrible assumption about "death" he had just made about himself did not exist.

He suddenly smiled softly.

"So, we don't need to take things to that point, right? I just want to say something to my kind. It's obvious that he can't be saved. Even if the priests of Meritelli are present, he can't be saved. Isn't it? You can take this time to collect the body of this respectable soldier. He will be almost dead by then. You can just carry their bodies to the lord's castle to collect the bounty. We have seen enough blood today. too much."

The position did not change, but the atmosphere began to relax.

Maybe it's because of Lan En's smile, maybe it's because of the money Lan En mentioned.

The long archer's lips murmured for a moment, then hesitantly spoke.

"You, you won't come with us? Your Excellency fired three hundred and sixty Orens for this murderer, that's..."

"That's a lot of money." Lan interrupted him and nodded.

"But guys, let's be honest, I owe you a favor, your entire squad."

"Although we are still flashing our swords at each other, the fact is: you rescued me from my teacher, and lost an honorable sergeant because of it."

"We have all seen how strong my teacher is. I have absolutely no hope of escaping from him."

"You are the law enforcement team sent by the lord, and it is your duty to capture him. That is true. But life is precious. Regardless of whether this is your duty or not, I accept this life-saving mission and must respond. Especially since you are still dead. Human, so I won’t take a single oren from the bounty.”

The sincere words made the atmosphere more relaxed, and both shooters lowered their arrows slightly. In response, Lan En also turned around and faced them head-on.

"People say that snake-eyed witchers are as emotionless as snakes. It seems they are just slandering them."

The longbowman put the arrow back into his quiver and nodded at the young man.

The crossbowmen also withdrew their arrows.

"We appreciate your sincerity, but Captain Barron is a widower, and the bounty you gave up cannot benefit his family. Seriously, you should think about it again."

"Forget it, everyone." Lan En smiled and shook his head, putting the dagger back into its sheath.

"I owe you this. If this sergeant has no family, then please use the bounty to give him a decent funeral. I believe that my life is still worth more than three hundred orens. .”

If he doesn't repay the favor for saving his life, Lan En will look down on him.

The three people looked at each other, and finally nodded towards the young man, leaving space for the two witchers.

At this time, Bordon's beard was already covered with pink blood bubbles flowing out of his mouth, which was the color of the blood in his lungs.

He still looked at his students.

Lan En, on the other hand, looked down at him and slowly squatted down.

"Finally we can have a good talk, teacher."

There is no need to hide anymore, no need to let yourself become an iceberg.

Lan En smiled with relief.

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