Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1602 1574. Entering the City
Lan En said he would walk for two days, and he really walked on the road for two days.

Logically speaking, we could rely on Temeria's normal transportation system, take the river ferry, and use horses to travel.

It only takes an ordinary person three or four days to reach Gos Velen from near Vizima.

Lan En controlled Qilin's speed to a level that was twice as fast as conventional means, but it was completely insignificant compared to Qilin's normal speed.

And from time to time, his conspicuous figure combined with the Qilin would occasionally appear near some villages and towns.

Today, the magic cloaks he distributes through Novigrad Holdings are commonplace, as is the business plan he and Dudu developed.

But while cloaked men of this size have become common, horses as big as Qilin are still rare.

Therefore, wherever it passed, people spread a new wave of rural legends.

As for the fact that it became a rural legend, Lan En didn't feel anything.

After all, in a world where most people are superstitious and lack rationality, such facts are really not worth the effort.

On the other hand, during these two days, he also supplemented his understanding of this war that had already started for nearly half a year by traveling along this route within Temeria.

Lan captured the fragmentary information and then wove it together with Mentos into a more credible information collection.

Today's Temeria, judging by its atmosphere and feeling, has long lost the pride it had as one of the four great northern nations.

War places a heavy strain on the spine of everyone involved.

Those who cannot withstand the pressure will naturally stand tall, while those who cannot bear it will naturally bend.

And there is no doubt that during the six months that Lann disappeared, the Nilfgaard Empire was suppressing the entire north!
Perhaps, seriously speaking, there is no such concept as 'the entire North'.

Just like in Lan's hometown world, you can say that the so-called European Union is an economic concept or a political concept, and there is no problem with that.

But if you want to say that so-called "real European integration" is a real thing, that would be a joke.

If we take "the entire North" as a concept, it can certainly compete with the Southern Empire of Nilfgaard.

But unfortunately, this concept does not really exist in the real world.

Since their raid across the Yaruga River, the Nilfgaardian army has been invincible.

In the east, they directly wiped out the united kingdoms of Rivia and Lyria. There was not much news about Aedirn, but Lan heard that there was an area there that seemed to have been rewarded by the Nilfgaardians to the elves who helped them attack the north.

Dole Breitner, Valley of Flowers.

While the war was still going on here, the land of Aedirn had already been granted to the elves over there. The confidence that they had everything in hand was about to overflow.

On the western coast, the Nilfgaardians have successively destroyed the Kingdom of Verden and the Kingdom of Brug. Further north is Sidaris, which borders Temeria.

As the central part of the three-way
"Tell me, did the black dog get in?"

It was a lonely and empty afternoon at the gate of Gos Velen.

In the atmosphere that was much more tense than before, the guard on the left side of the city gate suddenly spoke and asked the guard on the right side.

He was wearing iron gloves with fingers covered and a helmet on his head.

Although the weather was cold and the iron helmets occasionally touched their faces and felt painful, they had no intention of loosening their armor at this time.

They were afraid that an arrow would be shot out from the woods. The Scoia'tael had now joined the Nilfgaardian army and was called the Vryhedd Brigade.

It pierced my forehead and neck because I wasn't wearing a helmet or neck protector.

They had just carefully turned over the back of a donkey cart, which was loaded with wheat and coarsely ground flour. On the cold and wet mud, the bumps of the cart left a discontinuous white trail.

In the past, officers could not stop their men from slacking off no matter how many times they gave orders, but in the atmosphere of war, they became more careful themselves.

"You can't read the battle report yourself? I remember you can read."

The guard on the right was holding an axe gun and looked like he didn't want to talk.

By "breaking in," they certainly didn't mean that the Nilfgaardians were going to break into Gos Velen right now. In fact, even the province of Velen hadn't seen what the Nilfgaardian army looked like yet.

By 'break in' they meant break into the borders of Temeria.

According to the battle report, the Nilfgaardian central army had already crushed Soden, where they had once suffered defeat, and was heading straight for Temeria!

But of course, they cannot penetrate the great and tough Temeria!
The land of Temeria's white lilies has not yet been stained with black!
but
"Of course I can read, and the war reports are everywhere. Even if I can't read, I have heard of it." The guard who asked the question sniffed, "But these people who entered the city said privately."

When asked, the man hesitated and seemed very cautious.

"That's what the battle report says." The guard with the axe and gun spoke in a serious tone, as if he was reading out the rules and regulations.

But he turned around and looked at the confused and unbelieving fellow, then sighed and lowered his head, letting the iron brim of his helmet cover half of his face.

"But it's interesting, isn't it?" He muttered casually, "How long has it been since we last saw the merchants from Maribo?"

Maribor is the second largest city in Temeria and the capital of the Principality of Maribor.

But in this conversation, the guard with the axe gun obviously did not want to emphasize its status.

——Not far to the south of Maripo is the Mayena Fortress, which guards the southern border of Temeria!

In the battle reports before winter, although the Nilfgaardians besieged the Mayena fortress and almost threatened the city of Maribor, they were finally driven out of the border!
"I've heard this before when people in the city hall were telling jokes," the guard with the axe gun adjusted the iron brim of his helmet. "They said: Sometimes, only by denying something in an official statement can you confirm what they did."

“That sounds interesting, doesn’t it?”

The soldier holding the axe and spear did not turn around to confirm whether his fellow understood. All he could do was to let his guard down. But the sound of the armor shaking beside him made him nod.

OK, at least this guy isn't stupid.

But the next moment, he knew he was wrong.

"Hey! Look over there!"

The reason why the snotty-nosed guard's armor was shaking was because he raised his hand violently and pointed into the distance.

The soldier holding the axe and gun raised his weapon as if by reflex, and then raised the brim of his hat.

But when he raised the brim of his hat, he first felt a shake.

He didn't pay much attention to it. After all, the movements were too intense and he was wearing armor, so it was not easy to move. He just thought it was an illusion.

But when he lifted the brim of his hat and still saw a dark shadow, he realized something was wrong.

It was a figure much larger than he had imagined.

The horses are so huge and majestic that they are awe-inspiring, and there are giants on them.

"Everything all right, soldier?"

A man in a hooded cloak on the huge horse leaned over and greeted him.

"Everything is fine, everything is normal!"

Even he himself didn't know why, but the guard responded to the giant's greeting in a tone of responding to his superior.

"How much is the entrance fee now?" Lan En asked directly after greeting.

"You don't have to give it to me!"

The soldier said nervously, swallowing his saliva.

But Lan En shook his head and counted out a few silver coins from his wallet and placed them on the open-air table next to the two guards where they were resting.

Then he kicked Qilin's belly and walked towards the city gate.

Cassandra, who was sitting behind Lan, looked at the two guards with interest.

Such a beautiful woman with a hint of wildness and bravery, staring at him with such interested eyes, even the guards who usually carry axes and guns would probably feel a little dizzy and start to fantasize.

Wondering if that person is interested in you, maybe if you're lucky, you'll have a chance to spend a night with him/her?

But now, the soldier with the axe gun just stood there in a daze until the snotty-nosed guy next to him tapped his shoulder and woke him up.

"Magic cloaks are just for show." After waking up his friend, the snotty guard joked, "I didn't know there were new horse clothes for horses? I have a brown one at home, do you want to wear it for two days?"

But he saw that the guy who had just woken up was still staring at him blankly.

"But, that's not a magic cloak."

The guard with the axe gun said something that stunned the other side.

"Wait, what do you mean?!"

"When he bent down just now, I could see his face inside the hood."

In an instant, the two people realized what they had said and heard and felt their brains suddenly explode!
"You said, that's Lord Hunter?! Himself?!"

The guard was sniffing, and the snot had now flowed down to his lips, but his mouth was still open.

The guard holding the axe gun seemed to wake up immediately, and he suddenly looked at his colleagues beside him seriously.

"Listen, man, just now! That bullshit City Hall joke I told you! And that bullshit Maripo merchant! I didn't say it! You didn't hear it! Okay?"

"what?"

"You, what? It's settled! I'll treat you to a drink at the Silver Heron Tavern tonight! Battle report! Yes! I always believe in battle reports!"

The soldiers holding the axes and spears stood straight as if they were being inspected! The axes and spears in their arms were also placed in their left hands!
His right hand clenched into a fist and hammered it onto the Temerian white lily emblem on his breastplate.

On this lonely and empty afternoon, he looked like he was performing his duties seriously.

In the city of Gos Velen, Lan walked straight along the main road of the city, from the city gate all the way to Cardo Street at the gate of Aretuza.

"Meow!"

The furry little head of the fluffy ball popped out from the cloak on Lan's chest.

In the eyes of Qilin, there is basically no distinction between the city and the wilderness. They are all the same, with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, galloping freely.

So walking on Cardo Street is still leisurely and elegant.

Lan took off his hood halfway through the journey. The weather was gloomy, but his molten silver hair seemed to be glowing.

On the street, the places he passed by seemed to be paused, and the originally listless crowds stopped after seeing his face.

Lan En has become accustomed to being stared at, or rather, anyone who is beautiful enough will eventually get used to it.

So he remained calm, but just looked up at the sky and saw Ikaros flying in the sky above Gos Velen with his wings spread.

(End of this chapter)