Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1446 1418. Souls
Lincoln was a careful and cautious man.

In a tidy room, he used the [white marking wax stone] left by Lan En to copy the symbols on the parchment scroll.

Several translucent soul bodies flashing different lights appeared one after another, but there was basically no big fluctuation.

It was as if he had been warned and knew what the purpose of his visit was.

But some of them, after greeting Lincoln absentmindedly and starting to walk out, saw the sun approaching setting.

There is also a living person in the castle!

The Embers Knights coming and going looked at the soul bodies with curiosity and respect, while the soul bodies obviously did not expect to see such a scene.

Once they reached the walls of Gaoqiu Castle, the performance of the souls became even more extraordinary.

“So many lives!”

A gloomy old man wearing a tall crown and a cassock, with a long spear in his arms like a magic weapon, said this.

Lincoln heard others address him as 'Archbishop Klimt', which made the young clerk curl his lips.

He remembered that Lan En had always had a hard time with religious groups, and he didn't know how he got to know the archbishop, but now he could be asked to help.

The crows in the sky were making ominous calls, the rabbits, mice, and even worms on the ground were making noises in the fallen leaves on the hills.
All these scenes seemed ordinary and normal to the Embers Knight, or even to anyone in the Magical Middle Ages, but they seemed to fill this soul with endless melancholy and nostalgia.

Klimt took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale the smell of earth, the smell of fallen leaves and grass, and even the body odor of animals into his chest.

"It seems... there is no soul here." A female knight wearing light armor that seemed to be made of silver and a veil on her head whispered in shock, "But all life is still functioning normally?"

"Similarly, there seems to be no fire here?"

An old man wearing a crow feather cape and many animal decorations also spoke in a hoarse voice, but his tone was even more uncertain and unbelievable.

"But the world environment is very stable?! How is this possible?!"

A small flame floated above his hand.

This person was introduced to Lincoln personally by Lan En. His name was Komicus. He was a sorcerer and also his master's sorcery teacher.

But last time, the old man didn't go out with the adults because he was concentrating on studying the so-called book of spells.

Therefore, this should also be the first time that Comicus saw what High Hill Castle looked like outside of his room.

Last time when Lincoln was introduced to each other by Lan, he heard that "these people come from a world that is about to die out naturally, so they all have a sense of destruction and decadence."

But Lincoln didn't expect that such an ordinary scene in his world could shock these people from the bottom of their hearts.

Lan's friends from the Fire World actually speak in a similar way to the Yharnam people.

The same erratic and slow sound makes people feel like they are talking in a dream and are indifferent to everything.

It’s just that the hunters of Yharnam have been trapped in the dreams of the ancient gods for a long time.

From their personal perspective, it is almost the same as the destruction of the world.

And the world of fire. That means the world is really going to be destroyed.

They are also a group of people who are in an abnormal environment and whose mental states have become more or less abnormal.

The tone and intonation of their speech is actually the most common change in them.

The similarity in tone and intonation made Lincoln turn his head to look at Maria who was also standing on the city wall.

But he found that the tall and sharp Blood Noble was pressing the brim of his hat and nodding slightly to one of the soul bodies.

Although the soul bodies' clothing was different, Lincoln basically looked very familiar, with the only difference being the style of the knight's armor.

But there is a figure wearing a wide-brimmed hat, a silver mask and a leather coat, and his style is very similar to Maria.

Leonard, who was holding the brim of his wide-brimmed hat, also bowed his head to Maria.

Lincoln, who had been learning from Maria for a few days, felt that although Ms. Maria's expression did not change, she seemed a little happy because she met the same "hat lover".

Lincoln and other Embers Knights couldn't quite understand this hobby.

After greeting Maria, Leonard turned around and found that Archbishop Klimt, who had just been pressing his hands on the battlements of the city wall, as if immersed in the scenery of this smoothly running world, turned his head and looked at him with a meaningful and admonishing look.

The gloomy, half-white-bearded face had an expression that was hard to read.

Leonard sneered subconsciously and turned his head.

Apart from this group of translucent souls, all that came into view were people with normal minds and bodies.

They don't have the unique 'soul' that exists in the Fire World, but they are still intelligent creatures that live normally.

At this time, the autumn wind blew across the hills, bringing with it the smell of fallen leaves that were rotten but full of life. In the distance, there were the calls of some unknown bird and the barking of wild dogs and wolves.

This is such a vibrant and vibrant world!

"Your name is Lincoln?" Leonard patted the shoulder of the young man who summoned him and the others, and asked him, "Where is Mr. Lan now?"

Lincoln tilted his head. He felt that the other party was stumbling over this sentence, as if he was very reluctant.

It was just that there was a silver mask between them, and he hadn't had any long contact with the other person, so he really couldn't understand the other person's emotions.

"You mean, the leader of our Knights?" "Lan," Leonard said. Lincoln felt that he spoke more smoothly this time by calling him by his name. "Lan, where is he? There are things I want to talk to him about."

"I am truly sorry, Your Excellency." Lincoln responded with ease. "Tonight is a critical night, and Your Excellency will probably be very busy."

A long sigh came from beneath the silver mask under the wide-brimmed hat. Lincoln didn't know whether it was a sigh of relief because they didn't have to meet, or a sigh of regret.

However, Klimt's sigh in the distance was clearly one of regret.

Leonard, who got no result, walked to the side, stood with his back against the wall with a gloomy temperament and his wide-brimmed hat lowered.

Although other souls looked at this vibrant world with surprise and fascination, the long-term gloom and decadence of the Fire World still made them less active.

There was no shouting, just a quiet, almost dead silence of appreciation.

According to Lincoln's observation, the only one who looked a bit alive in this group of people was Hazel, the Yellow Fingers, who was wearing a strange hat.

The others are even less alive than Ms. Maria.

It makes people feel suffocated when passing by.

This also made Lincoln feel that everything his master had experienced was probably beyond ordinary imagination.

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Among them, the soul of the slim and beautiful female knight also came to greet Lincoln.

"I am Sirius from the Kingdom of Twilight." The female knight under the silver headdress said in a vague and slow tone, "If what you said is correct, we may be colleagues."

She spoke in a serious and formal tone, which made Lincoln, who was usually at ease with Lan, a little nervous.

Unconsciously, Lincoln was also led astray by her.

"The leader of our Knights is Lan of Cintra. According to what you said, you are..."

"I have introduced myself." Sirius shook his head, but his eyes were serious. "I am a knight who swore allegiance to him, just because he helped me and saved me when I was desperate and had nothing to worry about."

"My loyalty will never waver, no matter what."

The Knights of Embers is a very young order of knights, and Lincoln is not good at dealing with such a serious tone.
The young clerk looked at the female knight's cool and pretty face, then turned around and found that Ms. Maria, who had been listening for a while, also turned around and looked at her.

"It is an honor for us to serve with you."

"But I think your appearance is just fanning the flames for the adults."

The clerk spoke sincerely and modestly, but in his heart he added another sentence.

The souls summoned from the world of fire have been waiting since the evening when they were summoned until about four in the morning today.

During this time, it seemed that just sitting or standing casually to breathe the air and look at the stable sky with stars and the moon was enough to make them indulge in relaxation.

Stuart and the other few people who completed the mutation first, although they had not yet fully recovered, also looked at the situation on the city wall.

Their amber cat eyes, the same as Lan's, were looked at by the souls.

But after seeing that Stelter and the others had similar body shapes and weak physical conditions to ordinary people, they all walked away as usual.

Compared to the first impression Lan En gave them, this kind of "regular" demon hunter actually made the souls feel quite normal.

When the White Rose Knights gathered from several places on the hill like several long flaming snakes and gradually gathered in front of the castle.

In fact, the people and souls on the city wall had been watching for a long time.

Logically speaking, anyone with military experience should subconsciously consider things like 'attacking the enemy halfway across the river'.

However, after communicating with the soul body, the Ash Knights in Gaoqiu Castle allowed the other party to form a team and assemble in front of the castle at will.

And when the siege equipment that posed the greatest threat to the walls and gates of High Hill Castle, with key parts covered with demon-blocking gold, were erected, the White Rose Knights outside gradually burst into roars that seemed to indicate they had already won.

In their eyes, the Knights of Embers in High Hill Castle were probably still asleep, but they had quietly set up their siege equipment at the gate of the castle opposite.

And amidst these voices praising the eternal fire, spitting on mutants and evil magic.

Leonard spoke out from where he was standing against the wall.

"Comycus, get ready. Let's dismantle those catapults first."

"So soon?" The sorcerer, whose upper half of his face was covered with a bandage, laughed in a hoarse voice like a crow. "I heard them shouting 'eternal fire' and so on. I want to see what kind of fire that is."

"It's just backward and ignorant superstition." Klimt, who was holding a spear, said coldly, "Didn't I say it long ago? There is no fire in the eternal fire."

"Okay, let's do it."

The sorcerer's soul, who looked like an old crow, patted his crow feather cloak and stood up from the ground.

He stretched out his left hand, and the flame suspended in the palm of his hand grew larger and larger amid the rumbling sound of the air expanding due to the heat.

The Embers Knights watched in amazement.

That's no longer a fireball, it's a colloid-like ball of magma that's flowing and twisting!

"Demon-blocking metal?" Leonard sneered under his silver mask, but he took out a small magic wand catalyst and walked to the edge of the battlement to look down. "See if this metal can restrain the [Soul]?"

A holy bell catalyst appeared in Klimt's hand, and a ray of white light gradually gathered as he told the story!

A moment later, the huge magma ball, the azure soul giant arrow, and the holy light double-pronged spear accompanied by the falling angel feathers, smashed towards the siege equipment protected by the magic-blocking gold!
(End of this chapter)