Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1685. Magic with unknown effects

"The plague is here!" Dijkstra exclaimed in a low voice, not even caring that he was standing in the cold wind and getting wet.

At the same time, he grabbed Lan's wrist, which was showing a black spider-web-like mark, and tried to push it down to prevent more people from seeing it.

"He just hurt you?! Just by him? How on earth did you get hurt?!"

Dijkstra wanted Lan to hide the abnormality on his wrist to delay the time.

But Lan En's expression and voice were calm.

"Will it be useful to hide now? A sorcerer cast a spell for them and hid them in cold water. How could the sorcerer not have received the news of the results of their actions after they committed suicide?"

"Ah!" The spy sneezed uncontrollably, and Lan En simply followed him to the palace gate on the stairs.

"How do you feel now? Are you feeling bad?"

Without stopping, Dijkstra was more concerned about Lan's condition than his own parents.

"What the fuck is that on your wrist?!"

Can't say he made a fuss.

No one knows the current dire situation in the North better than him, who receives countless battlefield intelligence every day.

Today the northerners need to gather and cherish any kind of strength they can to fight against the Nilfgaardian Empire.

And in terms of importance, Lann's existence is even more important than the assistance they got from Kovir this time!

Originally, Dijkstra wanted to bring Lan Enlai to the stage, emphasize his side's chances of winning, and gain support with the prospect of victory.

But now that the second most important aid from Kovir has been obtained, the most important [Hunter] is about to get into trouble? !
Who the hell can accept this?!
Dijkstra would rather have been the one who was stabbed by the dagger!

Lan didn't respond to him, and the group just walked towards the Ensenada Palace.

After the bell sounded, the entire palace was put under martial law. Soldiers began to insert themselves into the management system and began to control the palace directly in the mode of the army.

There were many people in the palace, and they were very diverse.

A functioning palace consists not only of servants and officials, but also of foreign nobles who come to pay homage to the king or stay temporarily.

Or someone like Sire Tanshavier, who was not a noble but had a prominent status, would also be entertained at the court.

Providing accommodation for the royal family is only a small part of the functions of the palace as an institution.

The current military control has caused a lot of discussion, but because the military does not allow anyone to move around freely, a very strange and tense atmosphere has been created.

Obviously everyone was very nervous and frightened, but in the entire Ensenada Palace the only sounds were the soldiers' footsteps mixed with the clashing of armor, and the rest was dead silent.

Outside, the city of Long Exeter also became noisy.

Normal citizens' lives continue as usual, but they seem to be in a state of confusion.

But a large number of small boats had blocked the canal in front of the Ensenada Palace, almost paving the canal into a wooden floor with small boats. The city guards and many officials came here.

Istrada stepped in to coordinate several times, both to deal with the aftermath of the assassination and to prove to the public that he was safe.

But after a few appearances, he was asked to stay put.

It’s enough to know that the king is fine. Who would dare to let him wander around in the crowd now?

"First of all, we can be sure that this is not a toxin."

Lan raised his wrist, and Cohen frowned after looking at it.

In the empty ballroom where Istrade had confronted Dijkstra earlier today, a bonfire was already lit in the fireplace, and all those involved in the assassination were there.

Lan nodded in agreement with Cohen's statement: "That dagger didn't even leave a white mark on my armor. I also checked the dagger itself, and there is no poison on it."

In addition, as a demon hunter, if toxins accumulate in his body, there will be visible changes in his skin and blood vessels.

These characteristics of demon hunters, which were not well known before, are no longer secrets to some people who have been paying close attention.

In fact, Lan En, the person involved, is basically the calmest person at the scene.

After comforting his frightened queen, Istrad turned around and immediately realized the changes in Lann, which might be the most important and serious thing at the moment!
"If it's not poison, then what is it?" King Kovir put on his soft hat again, his expression serious, but his words were foul. "Son of a bitch! If something happens to you, how can my help be enough?"

In fact, he hadn't said anything else, but Dijkstra, who was present, lowered his head, knowing what was going on.

If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have let Lan come to Kovir in the first place! Even if he didn't want the aid, he shouldn't have come!
"It can only be magic," said Sire Tanshavier. "A dagger that can't even penetrate armor can leave marks on the flesh beneath the armor. What else can it be but magic?"

"So what is the effect of this magic?" Dijkstra changed his clothes and wrapped himself in a blanket, but he still sniffed and his voice became muffled. "Look at him, he seems fine now."

Dijkstra raised his double-layered fleshy chin, referring to Lan. The young demon hunter now stood by the fireplace, with his back against the wall, looking at the spider-web-like marks on his wrist with interest.

The others each brought a stool and sat down in the empty dance hall.

"I don't know about that." The sorceress was very rigorous when it came to academic issues. "I need to study and analyze that magic before I can get the answer."

"Then let's get started!" Istrade folded his arms and sighed, his tone much more aggressive than usual, "We should figure out what this bullshit magic is as soon as possible!"

Even though he was brave and heroic, he had just been to the gates of hell after all, so it was understandable that his emotions were so turbulent.

After swearing a lot, the king calmed down in time.

"I'm sorry, dear Tanshavier. I didn't give you a warm welcome when you came to my court these days, mainly because I was too busy. But this matter is of great importance, so please take it seriously."

Xier Tanshavier nodded: "This is what I should do, Your Majesty."

In fact, in the previous few days, the sorceress was just not received or consulted by the king in the palace. All other treatments were the best.

But this was already a cold reception for the sorceress.

Xier Tanshavier knew what Istrada was thinking deep down: he didn't like to see the sorceress being strong and smart, which made him feel that the sorceress was ambitious and restless.

But the current situation made the king suppress his concerns in the face of practicality.

"Nothing can happen to him, ma'am." Beside him, Dijkstra was still worried and reminded, "This is not a problem for just one person. It concerns the entire trend of the second half of this war!"

A group of people were all worried and kept talking.

But Lan En just looked at the marks on his wrist and communicated with the biochemical intelligent brain in his mind.

"Your physiological indexes are completely normal, sir. In fact, you can even say that you are in good condition."

Mentos reports various indicators directly to the main body, and the data highlighted in red confirms the judgment of the biochemical intelligent brain.

"I know." Lan En glanced at his physiological indicators. With his knowledge, he could easily understand this complicated chart. What's more, Mentos also highlighted the key points in red.

"I sent you an extra diagram of the flow of chaos magic for this mark on my hand. Did you receive it?"

"It was received 6.7 seconds ago and has started to analyze. Sir, this thing doesn't seem dangerous to you. It doesn't even have the ability to trigger your [Body Light]."

Lan En was still looking at the marks on his wrist, his eyes deep, maintaining his [spiritual vision].

Mentos's statement hit the nail on the head, that is, the mark on Lan's hand now is not actually some profound and lofty power or magic - it can't even trigger the [Body Light].

Although Lan En's [Body Light] is currently in the process of being constructed into the [Five Directions Five Elements Body Light], this does not mean that this power will be weaker than before.

[Body Light] was originally the light forged by the pressure of the ancient god [Moon Elf] when Lan En was fighting with him in Yharnam's dream.

Until now, it has been suppressing and sealing the curse left behind after the ancient god was killed.

[Body Light] will not be touched by "insufficiently advanced and shallow" forces, but will only respond to truly high-level and profound forces.

During the coup on Thaned Island, Lan dodged and cut off ordinary lightning and fire spells when necessary, and never thought of relying on [Body Light] to withstand them.

Because ordinary magic can't trigger it.

However, when facing the [Djinn Wishing Technique] mastered by Viggofortz, [Body Light] was able to appear spontaneously, making the wish that was supposed to act instantly on Lan unable to be realized for a long time.

Taking advantage of this time, Lan almost cut Viggofortz's body into two vertical strips of different sizes.

From this point of view, the magic attached to Lan En's wrist should not be some super high-end product.

In that case, Lan En probably has guessed what this thing is used for.

At this moment, the pretentious voice of Mentos, which was set by Lan, sounded again.

"The analysis of the chaos magic flow diagram is complete, sir. I compared your idea with another spell diagram."

"What's the result?" Lan En rubbed the tattoo-like mark on his wrist, "Tell me about it."

The biochemical intelligent computer said without any delay: "In the end, you are always right, sir."

The communication and calculation in the mind are complete.

Lan En straightened his waist and stood up from his back against the wall.

"I may have guessed something about the mark on my hand." The young demon hunter said, looking at the sorceress, "Madam, please open a portal. Let us confirm it."

(End of this chapter)