Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1405 1377. Connection of Events

"I am different from Berengar and Geralt in my attitude towards the Trial of Grass."

Lan En spoke softly as he slowly and methodically adjusted the connection between the infusion tube and the inverted round-bottom flask.

He didn't look at Stuart, who was restrained on the bed, but Stuart knew that this was exactly what was being said to him.

"They all took the Trial of the Grasses in Kaer Morhen, and the only thing they were worried about was not being able to make it."

"But when I accepted the mutation, I knew very well that even if the mutation was completed, I would only have completed the first step of my goal at the time. If I couldn't even get through the first step, then my life might be easier to end early."

“But I succeeded.”

As he spoke, Lan En had already inserted the IV tube.

The three-color medicine had been mixed in proportion and flowed smoothly from the round-bottom flask into the infusion tube due to gravity. It was only because Lan En was holding the tube that the air pressure was balanced and the medicine did not continue to flow downwards.

The young witcher held the infusion needle in his hand, and he almost had a sense of déjà vu.

It was as if he had performed the [Green Grass Trial] on people before.

But he also knew that this was an illusion. He just recalled his own [Trial of Green Grass], and under empathy, he put his memories from Boldon's perspective.

"I am very confident in the formula of the potion I invented. [Big Eater Vitality] will not kill you."

Lan En continued speaking calmly.

"I also have great confidence in your will. The pain of mutation cannot defeat you."

"So I'll just confirm one last time: Stuart, are you sure you want to do this mutation?"

The ugly and incomplete lower jaw did not move, and one could only see the thick tongue root moving slipperily through the gap.

But Stuart's eyes were looking at Lan En without any hesitation or doubt.

Even though he didn't get a verbal answer, Lan nodded silently.

"I see."

A look of reminiscence flashed across the young witcher's eyes.

"I don't know if this item is still available in Kaer Morhen's Trial of the Grass, but if we respect tradition..."

Lan En took a deep breath, then placed the gleaming needle against the blood vessel in Stuart's chest.

The horrific poison would be enough to enter the human body if it went a little further in the infusion tube or if the needle broke through the thin layer of skin. Lan En asked calmly.

"What do you desire? What is your desire? How will you enforce your will?"

A look of realization flashed across Stuart's eyes, and Berengar, who had originally tilted his head to one side, suddenly turned around.

Most witcher apprentices or people who are interested in understanding witchers have heard these words.

"I don't desire wealth and fame, status and power. I want a horse that is as black as the night and as fast as the wind. I want a sword that is as bright as the moonlight. I want to ride my black horse at night and use the sword in my hand to kill all evil. This is what I want in my heart!"

The old witcher's stumbling, uncertain whispers due to his ancient and vague memory mixed with the disabled Stuart's vague and difficult whispers due to a mouthful of saliva.

Lan continued to speak, and Berengar continued to whisper.

The old witcher's voice was gradually becoming coherent and smooth, overlapping with that of the young witcher.

"There will be a horse waiting for you, darker than the night, swifter than the wind. There will also be a sword forged for you, sharper than the light, brighter than the moon. But these trivial wishes will cost you dearly!"

"I have nothing left!" Stuart's voice was unclear but unhesitating: "So I have nothing to fear!"

So Lan En didn't hesitate any more.

The needle that was inserted into Stuart's chest blood vessel was inserted directly under the skin, and the fingers holding the infusion tube were loosened, allowing the medicine to flow through the tube into the human body.

Lan released the needle that had been inserted into the blood vessel and began to restrain Stuart's limbs on the restraint bed.

At the same time, he also picked up the [Big Eater Vitality] that Stuart had brought in and placed next to him.

Taking advantage of the last few minutes before the potion of [Trial of Green Grass] took effect, Lan En stood in front of the restraint bed.

His palm rested gently on Stuart's forehead, as if he was comforting a seriously ill child.

"I won't say much more." Lan En opened the bottle cork with one hand and carefully poured the [Big Eater Vitality] into Stuart's broken and drooling jaw.

Lan En leaned over and looked at him seriously: "I'm waiting for you to be reborn."

More than ten milliliters of the mixed medicine had flowed into Stuart's body, and the efficacy of [Trial of Green Herbs] began to take effect.

Stuart's originally relaxed body suddenly tensed up, and a layer of white sweat appeared on his skin almost instantly. ——The mutation began!
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Triss is a sorcerer who can cast stabilization magic.

Berengar also had the experience of witnessing many trials of green grass, and he was also the one who saw Lan develop the formula of [Big Eater Vitality] in the New World with his own eyes. He was familiar with the medicinal properties of the two potion combinations.

The two of them watched the mutation closely in the room.

And Lan En has already walked out.

As stated before, he was confident in the medicinal properties of [Big Eater Vitality].

The Tyrannosaurus Rex is a horrific creature that can use its own body to destroy and digest the ecological chain in an area within a month.

This comes from the alchemical inspiration of this creature, and the main ingredient is [Tyrannosaurus Rex kidney grinding liquid].

The medicinal properties of [Big Eater Vitality] are almost too strong to be wasted on ordinary humans.

Needless to say, there is affirmation of Stewart's own will.

When Lan En saw this man standing in front of him again after going through all that, he was already certain that there was almost nothing in this world that could torture him.

Stuart's mutation will succeed.

And Lan En was ready to finish the rest.

As soon as he walked out the door, he saw Geralt looking at him with a frown.

"【Trial of the Grass】. A story even more stupid than the princess and the dwarf."

Without waiting for Lan to speak, Geralt just shook his head and sighed.

"Even most demon hunters have only witnessed it once - that is our own mutation. To be honest, when my hair changed into this shape at a speed visible to the naked eye, I thought I might not be able to hold on any longer."

Geralt pulled at the ponytail tied behind his head with a hint of self-mockery, his milky white hair highlighting his morbidity.

Geralt showed a strong ability to withstand mutations at the time, so the School of the Wolf performed further experimental modifications on him.

This makes him a bit stronger than the average demon hunter, but also a bit more painful.

At the same time, it would be more difficult for him to face the [Trial of Green Grass] again.

"It doesn't matter." Lan En walked up to him and said calmly, "I brought you here to help you calm down first and get away from the dense crowd of eyes and ears. I didn't expect you to provide any support. You have Berengar, the seniority, here."

"But given the current situation at Gaoqiu Castle, to be honest, I might really need your help."

"The group of people who are targeting this place?" Geralt was very perceptive and he realized it without Lan Endo saying anything.

Geralt raised his thumb and pointed behind him.

There was only the stone brick wall of the tower behind him, but the meaning of the action was obvious enough.

"Yes, I want you to help me track this group of people and confirm whether they are members of the White Rose Knights. Although I am almost certain that they are."

"They do understand the demon hunter's senses, and are also trying to find ways to avoid being detected by them."

"But no matter what, they can't completely erase all traces of everything."

"Help me, find out how many people are gathered in this hill and what methods they are going to use to target Gaoqiu Castle."

"That's not a problem. I'm in a very chaotic mood right now, and I can't be idle anyway." Geralt said in a hoarse and gentle voice, "But I'm wondering, don't you want to come with us? It's always faster for two people to find it than for one person."

"No, I won't show up during this period, and it's not appropriate to make a big fuss." Lan objected to Geralt's statement.

He shook his head, and the two pairs of amber cat eyes looked at each other: "Ciri is being pursued by a mad dog, High Hill Castle is being targeted, and the wizards are going to hold a summit meeting."

"Now that the situation has become tense again, don't you think that even if something happens, it's happening too often and too fast?"

“You mean?!” Geralt, who was originally leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, gradually tensed up.

The annoyance of seeing the [Green Grass Trial] again suddenly turned into disbelief in those eyes.

"These things can't possibly be related, right? Is that so?"

"I don't know." Lan En looked at him calmly, "I just instinctively felt that something was wrong. I need to find more information. What you found is the first step."

Turning around and leaving, Lan waved to Geralt behind him without even looking back.

"Just investigate. No matter what they do, don't do anything. It would be best if you can't be detected at all."

"I'll leave it to you, Geralt."

(End of this chapter)