Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 818 800. Tools Ram-horned Demon

"Devil? What do you mean?"

Lan En now crossed his arms with interest.

Demon, in the context of witchers, is not a general term that represents ‘evil’ in religious stories.

But a real species.

Deer-headed demons, goat-horned demons, female monsters and the like.

Vesemir had a 'don't mention it' expression on his face.

"Berengar went crazy when he went hunting for a horned devil. That thing built a nest in the valley behind Kaer Morhen."

"Berengar wasn't happy in Kaer Morhen at the time, and he didn't trust the guys. He always felt that we were going to mess with the sword he forged, so he even took that set of equipment with him when he hunted the Horned Devil. Actually, who has that? Free time? Bad habit."

At the end of the sentence, Vesemir cursed Berengar in a low voice.

But it was just a curse.

"In short, that horned devil has two brushes. He can only run for his life. How can he run away with such a heavy sword-making equipment? So he can only throw it all away and come back covered in blood."

"Hey, what a shame. He didn't say a word after he came back. He packed up his things and left Kaer Morhen not long after. He didn't come back until now."

When Vesemir said 'now', he was obviously happy for Berengar's return, so his expression became much brighter.

"This time he said that in order to open the furnace, he needed sword-making equipment. But when he asked about it, he realized that it had been so long and I hadn't even gotten it back for him from the Horned Demon."

"So he got angry?"

Lan En raised his eyebrows in a funny way.

"Where did he come from?"

"Want to hear the truth?" Vesemir raised his eyes and looked at Lan.

"I feel good that he can be angry like a kid here and be angry in front of me."

"He can only get angry in front of an old guy like me, right?"

As he spoke, all the dissatisfaction and difficulty on Vesemir's face disappeared.

Just an inclusive smile. Just like a father.

"Then I understand." Lan En's amused expression disappeared.

He looked down at Vesemir, but his eyes seemed to be looking up to him with respect.

"I'll get it done."

"Geralt will go with you tomorrow. He is familiar with the surrounding terrain. It will be easier to find the lair."

Vesemir made careful arrangements.

"Besides, he got Berengar's swords first, and now it's time to make a contribution."

"Although I haven't seen a real horned devil yet." Lan En scratched his cheek.

"But if we both go, isn't it a bit too much to fight?"

"Isn't it bad to have excess combat power?"

Vesemir carefully educated Lan En, which seemed to be his occupational disease.

"If you can make every mission risk-free, then why not do it? In the past, demon hunters didn't work together because it was inefficient to make money, but this time it's not for money."

"I have always taught you: stability and survival come first. Even if you go to the gallows and your neck is already in a noose, don't forget to ask for a drink of water. Because no one knows, just when you drink What happens when there’s water.”

Vesemir babbled like a monk chanting sutras, successfully making Lan En's already groggy head even more painful.

"Whatever you say is what it is."

Lann grabbed Vesemir's hand that moved up and down as he spoke.

With this grasp, the movement of the hand stopped, and it seemed that the switch in the mouth that spoke also stopped.

"We will finish the work tomorrow, now let me go back and have a nap, okay?"

——

Early the next morning, Lan En put on his armor.

The flannel ball was also carried by Lan En. The kitten, who had put on his acorn shell suit, was also very excited and ran back and forth on Lan En's left and right shoulders.

"This is the first time hunting cats with Lan En!"

"I think that's the first time for that ancient deer-headed spirit?"

The two guys were chatting, and when one person and one cat walked out of the door, they saw Geralt, neatly dressed, standing against the wall outside the door.

The two demon hunters walked side by side on the road outside Kaer Morhen.

"You brought the kitten with you today? Didn't it go for morning exercise with Shirley?"

Geralt asked in his distinctive low, husky voice.

Before Lan En could answer, the flannel ball stood up on Lan En's shoulder and raised his hand.

"Because I'm already an experienced hunter, meow! It's different from Shirley, meow!"

It seemed that he was very happy to acknowledge his fighting ability and experience. Fluffy Ball looked very proud when he spoke.

The kitten raised his head high and stood on Lan En's shoulders with his hands on his hips.

If this kind of action were done by a human, it would look too arrogant, but if it was done by Elu Cat, it would be cute.

"Okay, okay, 'veteran'."

Geralt chuckled in response to the flannel ball.

Then he turned to look at Lan En, who was being stepped on on the shoulder, and said seriously.

"What you taught Ciri is very precious. She can't become a demon hunter, and we won't mutate her. Your technology is a new path for her."

"No need to thank me." Lan En waved his hand casually.

"The old man who taught me these things originally only saw my talent. He did it on a whim and wanted to see how far I could learn."

"Now I'm doing it on a whim too."

The two walked out from the wooden bridge in front of the castle gate, and Geralt did not ride out either.

Because when Berengar found the lair of the Horned Devil, he walked all the way up the river bed, and there were gravel, tidal flats, and small pools along the way.

Geralt's 'carrot' has no ability to go down this path.

But Qilin Lan En could only feel that this guy should be having fun in the mountains.

Lan En's only request for it is: control his emotions and strength, and don't summon a thunderstorm nearby now.

Of course, it's best not to mess with the monsters deep in the vast blue mountains.

In this world, the human civilized world only accounts for a small part, and on the edge of this civilized world, who knows what other terrifying things you can encounter if you go into the mountains?

The saliva demon summoned by Alzu can crush half of Maribo City by turning over, and the centipede monster is at least several kilometers long. It is not inferior to those ancient snake king dragons in the Miasma Valley when they were still alive. .

Now they have all disappeared under people’s noses.

And not to mention the weird curses and magic. Compared with natural creatures such as ancient dragons, the abilities of magical creatures are even more strange and insidious.

Even for experienced witchers, capsizing in the gutter is all too common.

As for Qilin, the cologne dragon with intermittent efforts and continuous failure, Lan En was actually a little worried about it.

But after all, Qilin also has the super speed ability of [Lightning Flash], which can be regarded as a useful trump card.

Lann and Geralt had worked together before, and they worked together to break a baron's curse, turning him from a cormorant back into a human.

This time walking together, they felt more familiar with each other.