Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1608 1580. Quit drinking?

The highest one was when Cassandra returned to Sparta and went to the cliff where her family was destroyed when she was a child.

That cliff was where the Spartans, in accordance with the national conditions of classical militarism and with an extreme survival of the fittest mentality, eliminated deformed and weak babies.

Cassandra's family was judged by the Spartan elders on this cliff.

Eventually, she and her brother Alexios fell off a cliff during the rebellion, and her mother Myrrine was heartbroken and went into exile.

But when Cassandra stood on the edge of the cliff and jumped down again this time, the height difference of several hundred meters did not frighten her at all.

After landing, it was as light as if he had rolled over after jumping off the ground.

In fact, according to the description in ancient Greek mythology, people like her and her brother are indeed worthy of being called demigods.

They will not be harmed by the earth.

So in terms of climbing function alone, this hidden blade combined with the slingshot hook function can only be regarded as bringing some limited convenience to Cassandra, but there is no fundamental change.

But it was enough to make Cassandra happy.

"I've gained a lot from following you here." The falconer smiled and looked up at Lan En. "This piece of equipment alone would be enough to hire me for work in the past."

“I love generous patrons the most.”

There was interest in Cassandra's eyes as she said this.

Berengar knew what was going on at a glance and thought about making some room for himself. After all, young people are always impulsive and lustful.

But before the old demon hunter could get up and leave
"Clatter."*2
A slight metallic vibration sound came from Lan and Berengar's necks at the same time.

They both looked down at their demon hunter pendants at the same time, and their expressions showed at the same time.

The difference was that Lan En raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth slightly.

Berengar subconsciously showed an expression of waiting to see the show.

The office door was opened without any hesitation, and the sound of the door opening was accompanied by a charming and seductive female voice.

Just listening to this sound is enough to make 99% of the men in the world's bones go soft.

"My dear, after you came back, I waited for you in bed for a long time~"

The voice of Archmage Margarita Laux Andrea, the current headmistress of Aretuza, came over with the usual unrestrained and worldly desires of the sorceresses.

But after opening the door, golden hair came in first.

After seeing the situation in Berengar's office, Margarita's originally gentle and charming voice changed the tone of her final greeting.

It turned into an interested and meaningful 'Ahaha~'.

Margarita was not very interested in fighting and killing, but she had seen a lot of it. The first time she saw Cassandra, she felt that the weapons on this woman were probably not of the local style at all.

Push the office door open.

Margarita folded her arms across her chest, supporting the heavy weight of her full body, and leaned against the door frame.

It's not clear whether her inner clothes today are slim-fitting or not, but she is wearing a loose wizard robe on the outside.

But even wearing this robe, when she leaned against the door frame, gravity still made the clothes of great texture outline the breathtaking curves of Margarita's side body.

"Is this a new friend who has come from afar?"

Margarita said with a smile.

Lan came forward, bent over to hug her, and kissed her cheek. The first contact after several months made the sorceress tremble all over.

The witcher then stepped back, wanting to introduce each other.

But Margarita raised her hand to interrupt him.

"I heard that there will be a small private party among your friends tonight, and we can formally get to know each other then."

"It seems like it's almost time now, shall we go?"

So the group followed suit.
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"This is the first time we meet, Eskel."

Lan En sat at the dining table, nodded and raised his glass to the Wolf School Demon Hunter sitting across from him.

The man was wearing a red leather jacket with plate armor, and underneath it was a composite armor of plate and chain mail, a typical suit of the advanced Wolf School.

Two long swords of the advanced Wolf School were also placed against the wall at the door.

He had black hair and an ordinary face except for a hideous scar that extended from the right corner of his eye to his right upper lip, making him look fierce and cold.

This is Eskel, the only one among the Wolf School Demon Hunters that Lan En has not met yet.

At this moment, he was sitting at this luxurious dining table a little uncomfortably.

It's also strange to say.

Apart from his teacher, Boldon of the Bear School, the first demon hunter Lan met was Berengar of the Wolf School.

Later, he met Geralt again and became friends with him. Together, they went to find Vesemir, the Grandmaster of the Wolf School, who was doing a commission in the Brokilon Forest.

Not only that, he also visited Kaer Morhen, the castle of the Wolf School, and introduced the Wolf School's witchers to work in Gos Velen, earning money to raise Ciri, a little girl, without stimulating their self-esteem.

The intersection with the Wolf School can be said to be very close. However, he failed to meet Eskel several times.

Lan had even talked to Lambert, that venomous, cynical, annoying guy, many times.

"Hello, Lan En, are you really that tall?"

Eskel is obviously more like Geralt than Lambert. Although he looks fierce because of the scar on his face, he is actually quite polite. Just like what Sillerton said, he seems to be a nice person.

After clinking glasses with Lan En, he seemed a lot more relaxed.

Alcohol is a great social tool, especially when you're with people you know.

Demon hunters prefer strong liquor, so Lann and Eskel are holding Temeria rye, produced by the Vizima Brewery.

Gede was very diligent in pouring another cup for the two people who had just finished their drink, which was a sign of his greed.

After all, since you are working as a guard in the factory area, you must have the professional ethics of a guard.

He probably hasn't had a good drink for quite a while.

Today is a special day. Lan En's mere appearance has a very different meaning in this city.

The huge and terrifying destructive power of the wizard infighting that broke out on the island of Thanedd half a year ago is still lingering in the hearts of the people of Gos Velen.

And the man who suppressed the rebellion, and was said to have even killed all the rebels, is now back.

Many people have only heard of Lan's performance in the last Battle of Sodden Mountain, but it is still a long time ago.

However, although they did not witness the killing process in the rebellion on Thanedd Island with their own eyes, they at least saw the huge merchant ships being blown into the sky like pieces of paper.

Thunder kept falling from the sky, the stone towers melted and softened like candles, and then everything was calmed down.

—They learned to respect the power that put down rebellion.

So Gerd and Eskel were able to take a day off today.

In contrast, Berengar seemed calm about the drink.

The fluff ball and the unicorn prefer a real meal, and the banquet form is really unpleasant in their eyes.

So the two guys made an appointment and went straight to the sea to find a buffet.

While the atmosphere among the demon hunters was just right, the atmosphere among the women at the table was subtle.

This is a private room in the Silver Heron Tavern. The candlelight shines on the painted wood, creating a warm and dim color.

Aretuza has not received outsiders since the rebellion six months ago.

And when Gerd and Eskel said they were taking a day off, it was actually just tonight, and they had to work as usual tomorrow.

Therefore, this small party for friends could only be held outside of Thaned Island.

The Silver Heron Tavern is the most upscale tavern in Gos Velen, but Lan's size means that when he sits at the same table with people of normal size, it will definitely be a bit crowded if the table is not too big.

Normally, Margarita doesn't mind the crowds. She even turns being with Lan in a crowded and compact environment into a kind of fun.

But today
"What a surprise, Margarita." Tishaya was slowly and methodically handling the fish on the plate with a fork, with the bones and meat neatly arranged on both sides, as if she would not put the fish into her mouth until the whole fish was handled.

But even though she was "very busy" now, Tishaya still looked up at her students.

"There was a glass of vintage Everrose in front of you, but you sat there for half an hour today without even taking a sip of it."

Margarita did not eat a single bite. She rested her elbows on the table to support her face, but her smiling eyes were always looking at Cassandra beside her.

Tishaya also turned her head and looked at the falconer.

"Perhaps I should ask you to stay in Aretuza?"

Even when Tishaya is joking, it can sound like serious advice.

"After all, with you here, our dean can greatly reduce his alcohol intake. This is very helpful for both research and management."

"Haha, I didn't know I could help people quit drinking!" Cassandra smiled very relaxedly.

She raised the glass heroically, as if the glass in her hand contained not wine but some refreshing liquor, and drank it all in one gulp.

This momentum ignited even Gede who was sitting across the table. He raised his own wine glass, let out a low roar, and then emptied it directly.

"I like this woman, Lan!" After finishing his drink, Gede laughed and said to the young demon hunter across the table, "With such a straightforward woman, you don't have to be restrained in doing anything! Right?"

Lan En blinked his eyes, wondering why this guy was acting like he was risking his life when he hadn't even had a few sips.

Although Cassandra's personality should be very much in line with the appetite of this kind of tough guy who comes from the seaside, and Ged is also the kind of person who speaks his mind, but he is very brave!
Lan showed a look of awe to Gede, and even the beer bubbles on his beard looked like a symbol of courage.

But when the pendants on the necks of several demon hunters began to vibrate more violently than could be seen with the naked eye, Gede seemed to react suddenly.

As a demon hunter, he had just finished a glass of wine when beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The heroic smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

"It's over. I haven't had a good drink in a long time. I just took a sip and I was drunk!"

Looking at the look in his old friend's eyes, Lan was sure that he had already begun to imagine how he would die.

(End of this chapter)