Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1369. Return
"Have you finished dealing with the last things?"

Maria's leather suitcase was placed at her feet, and the cool and handsome female hunter was still standing with her arms folded and her back against the wall.

The hem of her windbreaker fell due to gravity, but it could not hide her slender legs in hunting clothes that were stepping on the ground at an angle.

Lan En felt that a blood noble with this kind of temperament would be someone that many people would want to have an in-depth exchange with if placed in a relatively open group like female sorcerers.

Hmm. I hope it won't scare her.

And Adeline fits the profile of someone who has never traveled far but now suddenly has to leave her hometown.

Although she still had her usual enthusiastic smile on her face, she couldn't help feeling a little nervous underneath it.

Both hands were awkwardly holding the handle of the leather suitcase.

"Another world, eh! Another world!"

At the same time, Adeline was mumbling something to herself as if to encourage herself.

"Yes, it's all taken care of. Besides, if there's anything else, we can still use the resonance bell to contact you."

The demon hunter responded to Maria's words as he walked towards the two of them.

On his neck, the silver roaring bear head pendant was dancing, bouncing non-stop without any external force.

"There is just one thing you need to pay attention to."

Lan had a gentle smile on his face, but after Maria heard it, her brows under the shadow of her tricorn hat jumped unconsciously.

"It's a little bit uncomfortable when you pass through this door."
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"Clatter!"

The lake water in early autumn had begun to feel deeply chilly, and in the Temple of Dagon on Lake Vizima, an inhumanly tall figure was supporting a normal human figure with one hand.

Through a crack similar to broken glass, he stepped into Lake Vizima.

I felt extremely dizzy and nauseous, as if my internal organs and brain were thrown into a blender.

This is a cross-world teleportation rift that is more violent than the warlocks' portals and takes less consideration of "user experience".

Not to mention that Maria and Adeline are both Yharnam people who have never experienced the warlocks' portals and have no adaptability to spatial teleportation.

What they are more familiar with is probably the groggy feeling of sleep.

"Oh my god!"

Even Maria, who was always able to keep calm, made a bad sound while being supported by Lan.

This unprecedented discomfort in the body made the two of them subconsciously struggle to break away from Lan En's hand and run away.

They splashed in the shallow lake water on the huge stone bricks of Dagon Temple, supported themselves on their knees, bent over and opened their mouths, but could not spit out anything.

Lan himself had his hands on his hips, looking at them with an amused attitude as if he was waiting to see a good show.

But at this moment, behind Lan En, the celestial sphere in mid-air, like broken glass, intersected and cracked, and silently sank into the water.

At the same time, a fresh scent, like a blend of clean and refreshing lake water and the scent of lotus leaves, appeared from behind Lan En.

"It is un-knightly to ignore the embarrassment of the ladies, my champion."

The gentle and calm voice of the Lady of the Lake came from behind the witcher.

Lan En didn't seem surprised at all. He still put his hands on his hips and smiled without turning his head.

"They are not delicate ladies who need to be taken care of, my lady. We have crossed burning battlefields together."

Having said that, the witcher spread his hands and turned around.

"This is a joke between comrades."

On the wave throne, the naked goddess with lake green skin and dark green hair was still so openly exposed in front of Lan En.

And the demon hunter has already adapted to the goddess' habits.

He smiled and bowed to the Lady of the Lake, saying softly, "It is a service well done, ma'am."

And the Lady of the Lake opened her towering arms to him, with a smile on her divine and charming face: "Welcome back, my champion."

"Goddess? Woo." Maria took a while to finally recover from the discomfort of crossing the rift between the celestial spheres.

She looked up at the Lady of the Lake on the throne of waves with her cool and dashing face, with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

"We just got rid of one god, and now another one pops up on your side?"

For those who have emerged from Yharnam's endless hunting nights and have roughly figured out the hidden secrets, the title of "God" is really not reassuring.

To be precise, it's actually terrifying.

"God?" Adeline recovered a little slower than Maria, but when she turned her head and saw the Lady of the Lake opening her arms to Lan, her face suddenly turned red and her lips unconsciously opened into an O shape.

"No clothes?! This, this is..." I have to make it clear in advance that Lan En always feels that Yharnam, whose urban style is close to that of the Victorian era of the British Empire, is actually much less "open" than the magical Middle Ages in a sense.

But it is understandable. After all, according to the time of Lan's hometown world, the image of an independent and strong female like the sorceress would not have become popular and influential in society until the 1960s and 1970s.

The establishment of an independent and strong female image is positively correlated with the degree of openness in gender relations.

The social status and influence of sorceresses are undoubtedly iconic in this magical Middle Ages.

"No, the Lady of the Lake and the higher beings of Yharnam are different in concept. Although they are both called gods."

Lan explained to Maria, who was frowning.

At the same time, his strength was surging in his body, and a gentle lake light gradually emerged from his body.

The Lady in the Lake looked at this scene with satisfaction, and her fingertips emitted the same light as Lan En's, as if in response.

The nature of the power was clearly revealed at this moment. As the conceptual god of the five positive concepts, the power of the Lady of the Lake was completely different from that of the Yharnam Supreme.

People like Maria who have actually come into contact with the power of the superior can feel it even more.

Then, it was as if his brows were smoothed by the gentle lake light.

Although Maria was still a little cold, she still bowed politely to the Lady of the Lake in the end.

Adeline was a little confused, but seeing Maria do it, she hurried to follow.

The lady on the Wave Throne gave them a simple nod in response before turning her surprised gaze to Lan.

"It seems that the protection I gave you has now been completely absorbed by you and has become your own power."

She leaned forward on her throne of waves and leaned forward, her dark green hair brushing against Lan's face, sniffing with interest, with the fresh scent of lake water.

There was no doubt that Adeline's brain was paralyzed by this unrestrained action, and she looked conflicted, not knowing whether to leave or not.

Maria's handsome and stern face remained calm.

She felt that the god before her was different from the ancient gods, but she didn't expect it to be this different.

If they both want to have sex, can they find a room?!

Even if you cover it with a sheet?!

"It seems that our previous preparations did help you to kill a god from that world, the so-called superior?"

The Lady of the Lake asked the question in an affirmative tone.

Lan En didn't say anything, but just smiled confidently and indifferently.

Before going to the Yharnam world this time, he immediately made many preparations with the Lady of the Lake.

After all, the hair accessories on the puppet's head suddenly showed abnormalities the day before he left, which was almost a clear indication that he would go to Yharnam again.

This is also the reason why his short memory was sealed - the power of Yharnam's superiors is mostly manifested in frantic dreams and deep consciousness.

If there hadn't been a god-level memory blockade, Lan En wasn't sure whether the hidden powers in his body and his own thoughts would have been seen through by the superiors' lofty vision when he passed by.

So during that short preparation time, Lan En explained his findings and speculations, as well as Yanan's situation, in detail to the Lady of the Lake.

The celestial sphere intersection rift can block the transmission of most forces, even the power of gods. It is a barrier between worlds.

Therefore, the Lady of the Lake can rarely provide real-time help to Lann's adventures.

But since she had roughly guessed that she would have to face off against that disgusting group of superiors this time, how could the Lady of the Lake not provide support for her champion?
I don’t know if she wanted to take advantage of me or what, but the Lady of the Lake held Lan En in her arms for about half an hour before covering his body with a layer of gentle lake light.

And as if stimulated by the light of the lake, a ray of warm sunlight emerged from Lan En's body.

Only then did Lan En vaguely understand how he could use the unique spell system of the Fire World, [Miracle], freely without even a catalyst.

This thing seems to be the [Power of Sunlight] of the Fire God clan, to which [King of the Crows] Gwyn belongs?
The level of this power is too high, and it is undoubtedly one of the highest powers in that world of fire.

So while he was staying in Lan En's body, Lan En's [Clairvoyance] was completely unaware of it.

It was not until now that he was enveloped by the gentle light of the Lady of the Lake that this power emerged as if stimulated.

[The Power of Sunlight] is not the kiss mark that Gwynevere left on Lan's face before.

As early as when he met the Nameless King, Lan En already knew that there was this mark on his face. It should be equivalent to a proof of something.

But the [Power of Sunshine] is not on the same level as a mere proof!
That is the bloodline of the Lord of the Gods of Fire, or in that world of fire and soul, it should be said: the core power derived from the soul!
In the world of fire and soul, souls can be shaped into weapons and fired as [Magic].

Even with unique techniques and tools, it can be directly transformed into objects and weapons.

In such a world, the significance of giving one's soul to others seems to be no less important than the bond of blood.

(End of this chapter)