Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1394 1366. Be cautious
The set of large volumes obtained from Felicia were alchemy books written by Herbert Stanmoreford.

This sorcerer was one of the first members of the Warlock Council of mankind and made groundbreaking progress in the field of alchemy.

Although a technology should become stronger and more perfect as time goes by.

But because this is a world of extraordinary powers after all, it is not only uncommon, but even reasonable, for gifted sorcerers to delve deeply into their fields alone to a level that transcends their time.

So even now, the knowledge in this set of books is still considered profound.

This was one of the few alchemy books that Lan had not yet studied in Aretuza's library.

Learn and expand biology through [Memory Dive] and your own practice of crossing the world, and learn alchemy from books.

These two items are the pillars of Lan's academic system.

And he is still working hard to reach a higher level.

To be honest, even this set of "Stanmoreford, Supplement on Alchemy" is just a reference material for him, and it can't even be called "guiding significance".

Like every scholar who has reached a high level of research in his respective field, he is about to reach a level that no one has ever reached.

There is no guidance or planning ahead, so I have to explore on my own.

After thanking Felicia again, Lann waved his hand and walked out with Maria.

"Are you also doing human experiments here?" Maria asked in a cold and calm voice. "I saw a lot of organs in the laboratory just now."

In the corridor where the sorceress apprentices were busy, just as Lan En expected, Maria, who was wearing Yharnam's hunter windbreaker and had the cold and noble air of a Cainhurst blood noble, attracted many people's attention with special interest.

But over the past few days, she seemed to have gotten used to it a lot.

"Does this make you uncomfortable?" Lan looked down at Maria.

The old Yharnam research hall on gray blood disease and the patients she had been taking care of there were almost Maria's nightmare.

"No, I'm not that shallow."

The huntress pressed her cocked hat lightly and shook her head.

"Although I have seen the true face of the Healing Church, the cruel reality is that the progress of medicine and life sciences depends on countless sacrifices. However..."

“Sacrifice itself is noble, but it is still divided into active and passive. Among the passive, there are deserved, accidental and innocent.”

"Only this point." Lan En smiled at Maria, "Don't you trust me?"

The Blood Noble of Yharnam gracefully lifted the brim of his hat with two fingers, looked at the demon hunter's smile, and after a moment of silence, lowered his head and let out a long breath.

"No, just think of it as me being sensitive."
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After a few days of processing, things in Aretusa had been almost done, and now was the day Lan En had made an appointment with several other people to go to High Hill Castle.

Maria and Adeline have completed a complete replacement of the blood in their bodies through [Big Eater Vitality] in the past few days.

The replaced blood was collected and, under Lan En's supervision, burned up using the [Combat Skill: Remnant Fire].

Yharnam was not a place that was too obsessed with food and wine. Having spent most of their time eating in the past few days, Adeline and Maria even had a tendency to suffer from anorexia.

Fortunately, [Big Eater Vitality] also greatly improved the efficiency of food nutrient conversion, otherwise they would probably start to hate the toilet.

"We'll meet outside the city."

Walking out of the main gate of the island of Thanedd where Aretuza was, Lan explained to the two ladies beside him.

"Don't be afraid, Adeline. Berengar will lead you. Besides, Gos Velen is really small and not as complicated as Yharnam."

"It would be difficult for you to get lost even if you wanted to. Cardo Street is a straight line leading to the city gate."

Qilin's figure is still too eye-catching after all. Although Lan En can use this cloak to conceal his identity, Qilin does not have this treatment.

Maria was as calm as ever, and in the sunlight, the brim of her tricorn hat cast a soft shadow on her delicate pale cheek.

Adeline lifted her skirt curiously and looked at the bustling convoy still extending from the main entrance of Aretusa.

In order to prepare for this highest-level wizard gathering, the academy still purchases large quantities of things from time to time, with trucks coming and going one after another.

For people living in Yharnam, this "ancient yet vivid" scene is indeed enough to arouse curiosity.

In contrast, Adeline and Maria were also looked at curiously because of their clothes and temperament which seemed a little strange in that era.

It's just that because she came from the Sorceress Academy, no one thought there was anything wrong with this "strangeness".

"We're going to ride horses?"

Seeing Lan En leading two horses over, Adeline asked curiously.

Maria had already skillfully taken the reins of a horse.

"The roads there are not easy to travel on, and carriages are not very practical. You should be able to ride a horse, right?"

Lan En explained, and received a nod in response from the Blood Saint, and handed over the reins of the other horse.

As it happened, Berengar was coming along Cardo Street at the appointed time, and Gerd, a tall and strong man with a beard on his face, followed him.

The set of advanced wolf school armor that the old demon hunter made for himself was still quite conspicuous on the streets of Gos Velen.

He seldom holds a sword now, and he made this set of armor purely for collection.

The reason for meeting outside the city was partly for Geralt's sake.

Since you want to hide, it’s best to avoid showing up in crowded places.

Maria and Adeline had already had a meal together at a private gathering of demon hunters, so there was no need to introduce them to each other. By the way, because the effect of the [Big Eater Vitality] had not yet worn off, Gerd was impressed by the appetite of the two ladies.

I thought the Yharnam people particularly loved eating.

He admired their generous appetite and said he wanted to give them some of the dried and salted fish, a specialty of his hometown, the Principality of the Curved Coast, to try.

Yanan, who lives in a gloomy and cold environment all year round, was totally unable to cope with the enthusiasm of the two ladies, but they accepted all the food in a daze, and have not yet found a chance to explain to Gede why they eat so much.

After a brief greeting, Berengar led the two Yharnam ladies out of the city, while he still had to go to the Bo faction. This was already discussed earlier.

And looking at the backs of the three people leading two horses, walking straight out along Cardo Street.

Lan reached out and shooed away the flies and gadflies that were still full of energy despite the autumn because of the cattle caravan.

"Is there anything unusual in the workshop area?"

Two members of the Bear School stood here, and Lan En tilted his head to the side and asked.

Gede shrugged: "No problem. Didn't you ask this question when we were having dinner a few days ago?"

"I'm urging you to be careful. After all, Berengar and Geralt are away for the time being, and I'm not here either."

"But this is Gos Velen." Gede scratched his chin. The man on the beach looked at the guy beside him with doubt. "This is the base camp of the sorceress. The workshop is the sorceress's business."

"Who else can bring a kerosene barrel and burn it?"

"Are you a little sensitive?" At first, Gede didn't take it seriously, but then he looked at Lan En seriously and asked, "Or did you hear something?"

Lan En shook his head: "There have always been rumors, but it's hard to tell what's true and what's false. Now I just have a feeling that things are not peaceful recently."

"Feeling? It's hard to explain. But I will be careful."

The burly man with shaved hair on his sides and tied into a neat braid nodded, smiled, stretched out his hand, and patted the two and a half swords behind his back.

It was a Valyrian steel sword forged by Berengar according to the drawings of the School of the Bear, and the silver sword was only silver-plated on the outside.

The two swords were carried by Lan into the war-torn Cintra and handed over to Gede.

They have already been friends for life.

Gede would take Lan En's words seriously, and Lan En also believed in Gede's promises completely.

After all, he trapped himself in Cintra just to deliver Lan's letter.

"I'm earning this salary now, so I'm definitely doing it for the money." Gerd scratched his stubbled neck and said as a matter of course. "I don't want to lose this job."

Lan En glanced at him from head to toe. "Then I think you'll have to work outside from time to time to keep this job. You've gained weight."

The roaring bear head pendant on the collar of his armor swayed and rattled, and Gerd kept scratching his head in embarrassment.

After teasing his old friend for his recent neglect, Lan En also took a step forward and walked out of the city with his head down.

Without any setbacks, Qilin, who put on the magic harness again after half a year, seemed a little unhappy and snorted loudly, and even shook his head and kicked his legs.

It's like complaining about clothes not fitting, actually it's just that you haven't given up on playing.

The calico kitten was jumping and meowing on the unicorn's back as if it was playing.

When the Qilin kicks its legs, it jumps from its buttocks to its head; when it shakes its head, it jumps from its head to its buttocks.

"Meow? Oh, the boss is here meow!"

Berengar rode on Popeye, and although the two Yharnam ladies were not skilled, they sat steadily on the horse's back.

Geralt was riding a chestnut mare that he had seen for the first time.

"I guess it's called carrot?"

After they met, Lan used two punches to correct Qilin's personality. After climbing onto the horse, Lan raised his eyebrows at Geralt.

However, the Wolf School demon hunter only echoed without enthusiasm: "You are really a prophet."

Although he knew he had to keep calm after Lan's analysis, Geralt was still nervous because Ciri was being pursued.

The fact that he could respond to this cold joke was because he was relatively relaxed next to Lan and Berengar.

During this period, he couldn't even laugh no matter what.

Lan En also knew that comforting him was of little significance, so he just nodded to the others and led the way through the swamps and wilderness of Velen.

The moisture of the swamp and the sea, the strong smell of earth and grass, mixed in the wind blowing from the sea.

The wind blew the ancient towering trees on the shore of Willen. There was no cloud or rain, and the lush vegetation presented bright colors with extremely high contrast under the sunlight.

Of course, in Velen there are the howling of wolves in the wild and the barking of wild dogs.

The current situation is tense, but in this wilderness and swamp, it seems completely isolated and unaffected by the world.

As they galloped, even Geralt, who was in the heaviest mood, seemed to relax a little.

But after riding for most of the day, they finally arrived at the foot of the mountain near Gaoqiu Fort.

The car in front had been walking at a leisurely pace, like a strolling unicorn, but at Lan En's signal, it slowed down and finally stopped completely.

The young witcher in the lead gradually lost his relaxed smile, and stared at the ground with his amber cat eyes.

(End of this chapter)