Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1411 1383. 'Minor Differences'

The dangers facing High Hill Castle have been arranged.

Although there were only eight summoning symbols left, Lann was convinced that this was more than enough based on Geralt's continuous exploration over the past week.

So now he has basically put aside all his worries about High Hill Castle and the Order of Embers.

"Thank you for your hard work." Lan En patted Lincoln's shoulder with all his strength, "Be alert. It won't be too late to start drawing the summoning rune after they attack."

Even if the finished engineering equipment parts were transported to the road piecemeal, assembled, and then pushed along the road to the vicinity of the castle, the noise would still be considerable.

However, compared with the average reaction time of the army in this world when encountering emergencies, it still has an advantage.

But first of all, the quality of the Embers Knights is not at all "average". Secondly, those White Rose Knights who were hiding in the hills and secretly building siege equipment didn't know that the situation of the enemy being in the open and us being in the dark had already been reversed.

There was no chance their raid would be effective.

"Since you are confident, I don't have much to say."

Geralt shook his head calmly.

Before, he was worried about how the Knights of Embers would deal with this unfavorable situation when Lan had already said that he would not take action.

After all, although they didn't have much contact in normal times, the entire Knights of Embers were formed from the refugee group that supported each other in the chaotic war in Cintra.

The Embers still respected the Master Witcher, and Geralt still cared about them.

But now it seems that this matter should be stable.

"The wizards' meeting is about to begin." Lann calculated the time and said to Geralt, "By now, Yennefer and Ciri should be halfway to Velen, right?"

The white wolf nodded, and his expression, which had been tired and cold after more than a week of continuous reconnaissance, became a little softer and warmer.

In order to let Ciri get in touch with society and have a normal growth environment for a girl, he sent her to the Meliteli Temple in Elland, where she was raised by his trusted Sister Nenneke like an ordinary little girl who came to the temple for foster care.

Because of Ciri's identity as the source of magic, if her gradually awakening power is not guided, it may harm others and herself, so he swallowed his pride and asked Yennefer to teach Ciri magic.

If Yennefer hadn't taken the portal directly on the last day when she came to the meeting on Thanedd Island, she would definitely be not far from Gos Velen by now.

'No they can't go through the portal.'

Thinking of the black-haired sorceress who always smelled of clove and currant perfume, Geralt made this conclusion in his heart.

Yennefer also knew that someone was trying every possible means to track down Ciri.

The portal looks convenient, but now it is just like a means of magical communication.

As the situation became increasingly tense, coupled with the last Battle of Sodden Mountain, General Menno Cuhoon of the Southern Legion made a genius expansion of the warlocks' group command on the battlefield.

Let everyone who gets a little bit of battle report analysis realize the potential of warlocks in the transmission of information, materials and personnel.

There are already too many people watching secretly.

I heard that the emperor of the Southern Empire has set up a new department to monitor the portal fluctuations across the entire continent around the clock.

Regardless of whether this was a rumor fabricated by the Northern intelligence agencies, the dignitaries of the northern countries now often use this incident as a topic of conversation when chatting with the warlocks.

This is used to talk about the southern Nilfgaard Empire's defense against the northern sorcerers, and its attitude towards the tools of its own sorcerers.

On the surface, the fluctuations in portals across the continent seemed as calm as they had been a few years ago.

However, all the warlocks with insight and intelligence, when seeing the current calm situation, will feel a deeper sense of fear than when facing a violent storm.

I'm afraid that now, only those hermit and idle wild mages who really have "no hidden worries in their hearts and no trouble in their bodies" will use the portal casually.

The world has been changing all the time, but in recent years, the speed of change has made it difficult for these immortal sorcerers to understand.

"After Triss has supervised the mutations of the remaining five people and ensured they have safely passed the most dangerous period, you can leave and return to Gos Velen."

Lann once again repeated their schedule to Geralt.

This is emphasized.

When ordinary people see Geralt's usually stern face, they would probably think that he is a standard cold-blooded witcher.

But Lan was his lifelong friend, and he knew that Geralt was actually an emotional person under that cold face.

If he really didn't care about the Knights of Embers before, he would probably just stay. "Take Berengar and Triss with you. Yes, and Stuart, it's time for his face to return to its old look."

“Alright, alright,” Geralt interrupted impatiently. “Why are you acting like a nagging old woman now, Lan? I thought I was talking to Nenneke. Do you think I’m stupid?”

"It's because you're not stupid." Lan En complained expressionlessly, "You're even smart and have your own ideas. That's why I want to remind you: don't do unnecessary things."

"By the way, please help me take some of the flannel ball back with me."

"Huh?" Geralt looked up at Lan in surprise. "You're just here to arrange our itinerary. What are you going to do now? You don't even bring the kitten?"

Having said that, Lan En smiled slightly and licked his dry lips with his tongue.

But this ordinary action of moistening the lips, at this moment, felt very chilling to Geralt and Lincoln.

It was like a lion with blood in its mouth, licking its teeth beside a person's neck.

In just a moment, the hair on the back of their necks stood up.

"The Knight of the White Rose becomes a bandit when he removes his shield. He even dares to make equipment on the spot to attack my castle."

Lan En still smiled and spoke slowly.

"But isn't it a coincidence? Their knights' base should be plagued by bandits right now."

"Sir," Lincoln interrupted and reminded, a little dazed, "That's unlikely, right? The White Rose Knights are very close to Duke Heward. Not only are they political allies, but even their garrison castle is not far from the Duke's castle. It's unlikely that there would be bandits."

The young clerk didn't even have time to finish the word 'maybe' before Lan En glared at him and choked him back.

"If I say it's possible, it's possible."

Under Lan's speechless and unhappily retorted, Lincoln's expression quickly changed from confusion to sudden enlightenment.

"Oh!!!"

Then Lincoln showed a knowing smile, and made a 'pinching' gesture with one hand in front of his mouth, indicating that he would not say any more.

"Bandit." Geralt reacted faster than Lincoln. He crossed his arms and tilted his head to look at Lan. "Is that why you didn't bring the kitten? Well, it's really too unique and conspicuous."

Then, the white wolf looked Lan En up and down again and said, "The Qilin is easy to deal with. It can run away at any time. But how can you be good?"

"That's enough. What else do you want if you have an excuse to get away with it?"

Lan grabbed his large hooded cloak that was also on the desk and shook it. Obviously, this cloak was his "excuse".

"Do you really think I gave them face?"

"Isn't it obvious who the White Rose Knights and Grand Duke Elland are having a falling out with recently? But so what?"

"Those White Rose Knights in the mountains still have some brains. They know not to make a big deal out of it right from the start. They took away the Knights' coat of arms and used it as an excuse."

"Okay, now no one wants to make a big deal out of it." Lan En stroked the fabric of the cloak with his fingers with interest, "Let's see who has the ability."

"." Geralt relaxed his shoulders and slumped down. "Okay, now I am not worried at all. As you said, when Triss is done, we will go back to Gos Velen. It won't waste a minute."
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Within two hours after Geralt brought the news, the remaining five mutation quotas all started.

It was still Lan En who injected them with drugs one by one.

According to Berengar's experience, which has become a little numb, they will begin to experience the most dangerous physiological reactions among the mutations around tomorrow morning.

By the afternoon, this process will be smoothly completed with the support of [Big Eater Vitality]. During this period, Triss will serve as insurance and be ready to use [Stability Spell] to intervene at any time.

As long as the most dangerous stage of this mutation passes under supervision, Triss and the others will immediately set off for Gos Velen to prepare for the Warlock Summit that will begin the next evening.

According to Geralt's investigation, the night of the Warlock Summit might be the time chosen by the White Rose Knights to take action.

After all, they are not stupid.

They know how to conceal their identities to confuse the public and reduce the impact, and they have been hiding.

They were only waiting for Lan to be caught up in the warlocks' meeting and have no idea what was happening in his own castle. That would be the time they felt most confident to take action.

But Lan En himself, just as they thought, no longer cared about what was happening in Gaoqiu Castle.

It’s just that the reason for ‘not caring’ is a little different from what they imagined.

(End of this chapter)