Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1433 1405. Drugging Workshop Area!
The red-bearded dwarf was not on the invitation list for tonight's banquet. He was indeed the manager of the Valyria Chamber of Commerce, but this was not enough to win him a place at the Warlock Summit dinner.

At this time, he should have been waiting anxiously for the results of the warlocks' meeting with his uncle, who was in charge of the Giancadi Bank, the Gos Velen branch.

And waiting for the outcome of this meeting, like a stone thrown into the water, will spread the waves to all aspects of the financial market.

The only option for them is to accept the change and try to survive.

It's just that his relationship with Aretuza and Lann makes Xileton seem much more relaxed compared to his banker uncle.

But at this time, when the moon was already high in the sky and the night was deep, and the banquet had gradually turned from the lively climax to a stable state, Lan En saw Xileton in the academy.

The red-bearded dwarf looked anxious and helpless. When he saw Lan's tall body, it was as if he had seen a guiding light or a life-saving straw!
"Oh! God! Lan!"

He shouted, and then his short legs moved quickly and he ran closer.

It was then that Lan En discovered in the dim light that not only did he look anxious, but his clothes were also in a mess, with a coat and jacket covering his pajamas and robes as he ran here.

"Why are you here, Sheldon?"

Lan En's surprise at seeing the dwarf lasted only a moment, and then he narrowed his eyes slightly and asked calmly.

"What happened?"

"The workshop area!" The dwarf shouted before he even reached the front. "I received news! Someone is going to attack the workshop area! And they want to steal the formula of Valyrian steel!"

The spit he sprayed splashed in the air, and the dwarf's deep voice echoed in the luxurious corridor of Aretuza.

The workshop district that serves as the main area of ​​Valyrian steel production.

Today, this steel with superior performance and the ability to be mass-produced and wholesaled has undoubtedly become a strategic material.

Lan's own business still relies heavily on the annual dividends from the Valyrian Steel Chamber of Commerce.

Even for Aretuza College, this is still the largest source of cash flow in the college's income to date.

Not to mention, it concerns the most critical formula issue in the production process of Valyrian steel!
tonight!

Everything is packed into tonight!

The estimated time for the storming of Gaoqiu Castle is tonight! There is news that the workshop area will be attacked and robbed tonight! Vigfortz almost blatantly turned the atmosphere of the banquet into this weird state tonight!
Lan's original plan was to spread the influence of the conversation tonight and eventually influence the decision of the wizard summit. Then, through the lofty and unique political influence of the northern wizards, he could achieve his goal in a gentle and peaceful way.

But now it seems that he was too optimistic.

A big dark net, several of its tentacles were clearly intended to make him unable to cope with everything tonight.

His industry, his sources of funds, his knightly order, and his various key nodes will all be tested tonight.

No doubt, Lan En could well imagine that those in the dark had already calculated that if he did not appear in person at one of these far-flung places, losses would certainly occur.

No matter what, a part of his power and influence will be cut off bloodily tonight!

This is the result of his running around.

And once he hears the news and really starts running around tonight, what will happen to the empty Aretuza?

In just a moment, Lan En abandoned his previous optimism and began to associate the absurd current situation with his thoughts. In an instant, he had sorted out several ideas with the help of Mentos.

And only then did Xi Leton trot up to Lan En, panting.

"What should we do, Lan? What should we do now?"

"Where did you get the news?"

But when the red-bearded dwarf was in a state of panic, the witcher asked calmly.

"Huh? What?"

It seems that the dwarf still hasn't figured it out.

"Oh! He's a captain I know from the Gos Velen City Defense Team. He's been paid by me! Let me be frank! I've paid him for information! For services! I've paid him quite often! We're considered partners!"

"He just found my door wearing a cloak and told me mysteriously that something was wrong today, but they didn't dare to do anything! I threw him a bag of money and came over quickly!"

"You believed him? And how did you get into Aretuza?"

They kept coming one after another. Lan En asked almost as soon as Xileton finished speaking.

This question confused the red-bearded dwarf, and he only answered the latter question stumblingly.

"Well, I just took a carriage to the entrance of the academy, and then said that it was an urgent matter for the Valyrian Steel Merchants, and the guard let me in."

Xi Le was stunned, but Lan En's thoughts were not confused at all.

At this moment, his tense nerves and the computing power of Mentos made every clue clear!

"You've got your mind messed up." Lan En leaned over and wiped a handful of Shiloton's tangled red beard, then put it under his nose and smelled it, and said firmly.

"The spore powder of the ghost mushroom can make people uneasy." Being out of control will lead to nervousness, violent reactions, and credulity.

The strategy of using drugs to assist speech is easy to use for the average person, even one who has been trained.

But that's not all
If it were a normal day, and if Shelerton had mentioned the "Valeria Chamber of Commerce business" and Aretuza had come to him, he might have allowed him in directly.

But now?
Welcome dinner for the wizard summit! Late in the evening! Xileton came in as soon as he opened his mouth? No one even went to Margarita or Tishaya to inform them and ask for their opinions?

Lan En rubbed his fingers that were stained with spore powder.

Through this incident, Lan En was able to understand two potential situations of the person in the dark.

They really wanted to let Lan En know that the industries and forces under his name had suddenly suffered a severe impact and were in urgent need of support and suppression.

This was the point at which he was so exhausted tonight, so overwhelmed by the emergency and so little time to think.

And there was no doubt about it: Aritusaari had their people.

At least there are a lot of them in the guard force tonight!
Lan En walked silently towards the direction where Xiledun came from, and the red-bearded dwarf followed behind him in a daze.

"What, what do you mean? Was I drugged? Was I tricked?"

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As he spoke, although Xileton's face was still anxious under the influence of the drugs, he patted his chest and calmed down.

"It doesn't matter if it's a lie, it's a lie! Nothing can happen to the workshop area and the recipe!"

Lan En, however, had a gloomy face. To him, the workshop area was just a bunch of houses and factories.

As long as the craftsman inside is fine, he doesn't care, but the recipe
Where did the paper formula for Valyrian steel come from? Anyone who pays attention to the steel market knows this.

The current production and processing technology of Valyrian steel should be attributed to the witcher blacksmith master who came up with this technology!
He said he was looking for the recipe, but actually he was looking for Berengar!
Halfway down the dark and dark corridor, Lan En suddenly stopped.

Xi Leton, who was following behind him, was still mumbling, "How dare you give me false news? He made him spit out everything he ate from me before! You scared me!"

"No, Xileton." Lan En stopped and turned his head to look at an open window in the corridor, and said calmly, "They did it to make sure you would come to me as soon as possible, but... the news is not false."

The dwarf tiptoed upon hearing this, and with a stiff face, he leaned over the windowsill to look out.

The window on the corridor faced the city of Gos Velen, and on the edge of the city wall, a fiery red light shone from the bottom up to the sky.

Sillerton's mouth slowly opened.

The workshop area is filled with red-hot furnaces, steel, and molten iron, working day and night.

But the heat and fire should have been trapped under the ceiling of the building and not be able to come out.

Xi Leton's mood was fluctuating greatly, and his mind was affected by drugs. At this moment, he felt sweat all over his body, and his throat suddenly became dry and swollen so that he could not speak.

"Lane! Lan!"

His eyes were fixed on the fiery red base of the city wall, while his hands were swaying and reaching to the side, as if trying to grab the corner of Lan En's clothes.

"We have to go and save them! We have to go and save them!"

He shouted subconsciously, almost in a trance.

"No." But Lan calmly rejected him, leaned over and twisted his shoulders, looking him straight in the eyes. "You go, Shiloton."

"Me?" The red-bearded dwarf pointed at himself in astonishment, his wide eyes filled with confusion.

He looked at Lan En, then turned his head to look at the red light outside the window.

"Yes, it's you." Lan En confirmed his doubt and added, "But not just you. Take it."

As he spoke, Lan took out a metal bell from his waist bag and handed it to Xileton.

Xi Leton took it blankly.

The bell looked normal, but after the red-bearded dwarf got it, he inexplicably felt a gloomy atmosphere, as if the exquisite bell had been soaked with traces of time and decay.

"There is Gerd in the workshop area, and Berengar is not a pure craftsman who can only fight with a sword but not cut people."

"Under the current circumstances, even if something happens in the workshop area, there shouldn't be too many people causing trouble inside, because their focus is not there. So."

After handing the bell to Shiloton, Lan En no longer looked at the workshop area outside the window.

His face was calm, but his fingers reached to the collar of the tight-fitting jacket that Margarita had chosen and made for him.

Just like tearing pieces of paper, with a "swish" sound, a big hole was torn in the sturdy collar.

The witcher twisted his neck left and right as if to break free from his restraints.

"Just head towards the workshop area, Xileton. If you encounter any danger, ring the bell and make it clear that I'm asking you for help. The rest you just need to lead the way."

(End of this chapter)