Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 2041 2013. Eroticism
Faced with Marlenia's question, Lann shrugged: "She's my lover. When lovers talk, as long as they're not really arguing, there's always a bit of... um... romance, right?"

The Witcher tried to explain to the Valkyrie.

But when he finished speaking and turned to look at Marlenia, he found that beneath her red hair, her beautiful face still looked puzzled.

“I…” Marlenia seemed unaware of what she was wondering, “I still don’t understand.”

Lan En looked at her in surprise: "I don't know when you and Michaela established the Sacred Tree. But it must have been several hundred years ago, right?"

"In all these centuries, haven't you ever seen people expressing love and affection at the sacred tree Abrafiel?"

“Those gathered at the Sacred Tree are all outcasts from the Borderlands.” Marlenia shook her head, then hesitated, “But it’s also possible… they simply won’t let me see these things. After all, I am merely [Michaela’s Blade].

Given this title that sounds dangerous and intimidating, it's easy to imagine the public opinion surrounding Marlenia.

People may respect those who have such a title, but they rarely take the initiative to get close to them.

Of course, in Lan En's view, it seemed more like Marlenia's eyes were completely empty except for her brother. How could she possibly tolerate others displaying affection as they passed by?
In Lann's assessment, the severity of Malenia's mental problems was raised by one level.

“Alright,” Lann said to Marlenia, looking at the cone-shaped crystal in the middle of the open space that was gradually lighting up, “then you’ll see soon enough… I should mention first: Margarita can be a bit crazy when she wants to have fun.”

"what?"

Marlenia hadn't yet understood what Lann meant, but then, a sudden sound of surging air currents appeared above the cone-shaped crystal.

It was as if a vacuum had appeared in mid-air, and all the surrounding air had been sucked away.

The roaring bear head pendant around the Witcher's neck started bouncing on its own.

Even when not woven into spells, the high concentration of chaotic magic is enough to make one shine.

The light of the chaotic magic grew stronger and stronger, finally reaching a critical point and then suddenly exploding. Then all sounds and noises abruptly changed and returned to calm.

After all this, a figure appeared in the remaining light and shadow.

Before the slightly dazzled Marlenia could react, the figure in the light rushed straight towards them.

The Valkyrie felt no sense of crisis. Although the opponent's movements were sudden, she found them to be slow and sluggish.

And it was obvious that it wasn't rushing towards her, but rather Lan En who was standing next to her.

Margarita didn't even change her clothes; they were exactly the same green dress she wore in the holographic projection.

As soon as her calfskin boots touched the ground, she rushed to the Witcher and grabbed Lann's breastplate by the collar, pulling it down.

Her power was negligible to Lan En, but Lan En completely submitted to it.

He bent down and wrapped his arms around her slender yet strong waist. Before he could lower himself to a suitable height, Margarita had already impatiently stood on tiptoe and bit his lips.

Their lips met, and desire, emotion, and longing... it seemed they wanted to convey all these feelings to each other without reservation through the exchange of bodily fluids.

Sorceresses are inherently a strong-willed group. Lann's first love was Margarita, and couples in love shape each other, so he was naturally influenced by this relationship as well.

Therefore, their kisses, or in more intimate activities on more intimate occasions, were almost 'fierce'.

After months apart, their first kiss left Margarita almost habitually dazzled by Lann's presence.

One of the legs, which was originally raised on tiptoe, was in a trance, uncontrollably lifting backward.

It looks just like those magazine covers.

"Suck~!"

Two minutes later, Margarita suddenly tilted her head back and left the Witcher's lips and teeth.

Lan En looked at her with a half-smile, just like when she teased him in the holographic projection earlier.

"I had no idea you'd dare to try and outlast me, Rita. Are you out of your mind?"

"Shut up." The sorceress licked her lips, sounding both annoyed and satisfied, and rolled her eyes. "My brain isn't working properly anymore, and you still come to me for help?"

The sorceress, having temporarily found satisfaction, then withdrew from Lann's embrace.

"Margarita, welcome, meow!"

"Xilulu!"

The sorceress turned around, greeted the fluffy ball and the unicorn, and rubbed their exceptionally soft fur.

“I have a suggestion,” Lann said, watching Margarita interact with her companions. “Rita, you’d better collect those lingering chaotic magic wisps. They’re quite rare here.”

"Don't I still have you?"

Margarita turned her head and looked the Witcher up and down with great interest.

Clearly, she already knew from Tisaya and Triss what the best way for a sorceress to 'replenish her chaotic magic' in another world, and what it would feel like during the process, and she had quite a bit of anticipation for it.

But despite her words, Margarita did move. She made several precise hand gestures in mid-air, and then the chaotic magic in mid-air was siphoned into the cone-shaped crystal on the ground, as if she were in a bathtub with the plug turned on.

The roaring bear head pendant around Lan En's neck fell silent as a result.

“I didn’t come here unprepared,” Margarita explained with a smile. “I teleported to Black Tern Island with Tesaya. The Lady of the Lake greeted us, and Tesaya gave me a heads-up.”

As she spoke, Margarita swung her arm, and several gold and silver bracelets jingled on her snow-white, full arm. The crystals adorning them sparkled.

Margarita was a person who enjoyed life and was not stingy with luxury. In her daily outfits, various expensive and elaborate jewelry was an essential element.

Lan En was already used to it.

And clearly, all the jewelry she was wearing this time were magical items.

Tisaya urged Margarita to fill it with chaotic magic as preparation for her journey.

Therefore, once they reached the border, the chaotic magic that overflowed due to the interdimensional teleportation technique could only be stuffed into Lann's cone-shaped crystal.

Just as Margarita was gathering the chaotic magic,

"Kaka."

A metallic clanging sound came from beside Lan En.

The Witcher turned his head and met Marlenia's slightly tense and dazed gaze.

The Valkyrie's arm muscles were also taut, which is why the winged helmet, which was tucked inside her elbow, made a clicking sound.

It was obvious that the somewhat 'fierce' interaction between Margarita and Lann after Margarita teleported over had left the golden demigod somewhat bewildered.

Marlenia's lips moved slightly, but she couldn't say anything.

Lan En looked her over with interest, crossed his arms, and said leisurely, "It seems you really don't know much about these kinds of love affairs."

"This is...not...me...?"

Marlenia, who had always been aloof, was now stammering.

Although her expression remained unchanged, her hands seemed unsure of what to do, raising and lowering them several times before finally and haphazardly putting the winged helmet back on her head.

Although Malenia is the youngest among the demigods, she must be at least several hundred years old.

But now, in front of Lan En, he felt like a child being teased.

"Is this the lady who was with you earlier, darling?"

At this moment, Margarita had finished gathering the scattered chaotic magic, picked up the cone-shaped crystal on the ground, walked over and handed it to Lann while looking at Marlene and saying something.

"My goodness, she's so tall!"

Lann barely reached Marlene's chest, while Margarita, standing in front of her, was only about half the height of this golden demigod.

However, Margarita's understanding of human body shape is not wrong in the magical Middle Ages, but it is obviously not normal in the border region.

Because there are so many exceptionally tall people here, it's not unusual.

Therefore, her greeting actually seems problematic.

This is also due to Margarita's lack of experience since she has never been to another world before.

Fortunately, Marlenia's mind was still a mess from what she had just witnessed, and she didn't notice the oddity in her words.

“We…” However, even though Marlenia’s mind was in turmoil, her long-established temperament and personality were not enough to make her stammer; at most, she would stumble a little. “Let’s get started as soon as possible.”

Margarita raised an eyebrow and casually brushed aside the blonde hair that had fallen onto her chest with her fingers.

She also discovered that the woman in front of her, who seemed so tall and inhuman to her, actually seemed... quite innocent.

Needless to say, Margarita came here because she knew that Lann needed technical support to help track a teleportation trail.

Tisaya's magical skills are definitely superior to hers.

However, on the other hand, the magical medieval world always needs a great mage to oversee things.

On the other hand, Tisaya's strength is based more on her hundreds of years of experience and learning compared to Margarita.

In terms of talent alone, Margarita was highly valued by Tissaya.

Arriving in a strange world, where even chaotic magic is absent, the spell system is undoubtedly entirely new.

In this situation, talent may be more important than experience.

That's why Lann sent Margarita over, and that's why Tisaya agreed after a little thought.

(End of this chapter)