Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 335 334. Sleeping Dreams

The lady in the lake has been urging on and off for a week now.

She was delaying the opening of the celestial sphere rift, and Lan En had no intention of procrastinating after waiting for the equipment she had wanted for a long time.

Poppy was already very familiar with the route from Gos Velen to Vizima. In order to hurry up, Lan En took the river ferry halfway.

He had originally planned to walk there purely on horses this time, and he could be regarded as relaxing on the road.

However, after two days of delaying the Space Expansion Curse, he still caught up with the time.

Lann had disembarked before entering the dock in Vizima waters.He made a deal with Foltest to stay away from this maelstrom of political confrontation.

Although judging from the news received in the past few days, Foltest has almost wiped out the remaining strength of Staisa.

But Lan still thinks that if it is not necessary, it is better to be a person who keeps his promises.

Poppy was entrusted by Lan En to the owner of the Dark Water Hotel. When he left, Lan En left ten uncut Oren coins as food expenses.

Now Berengar doesn't know how long he will spend in Arethusa. It is estimated that he will not come out until the device is finalized.

Therefore, there is one less person in the village who can help him take care of the horse.

"Don't worry, sir. I promise this horse can eat better than me, and I won't let it do heavy work, but only exercise properly. I'd rather let me lose weight than let him be wronged!"

The innkeeper was already familiar with the witcher and his friends.

After all, the room that Margarita booked at the beginning has not been used up even now.

So he simply put the blackened and oily towel on his shoulders, and made a solemn promise.

"Thanks, buddy."
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When Lan En arrived at the dock of this small village, the local fishermen were eagerly waiting for him to drive away his boat.

Because the fishermen who have experienced it twice know very well that the cat-eyed man in front of him will not return for months after leaving the boat.

This time can be regarded as lost, and the man himself knows it well, so when he sails away, he basically buys it directly instead of paying for it at the rented price.

If you think your boat is a bit old and old and want to change to a fast and stable fishing boat, then the money this man paid can be regarded as timely rain.

It was the same this time today, the man just wanted to hurry up and didn't even try to negotiate the price at the checkout.

This was even more generous than the previous two times, and the fishermen were talking a lot, thinking that this handsome man had found a profitable business.

When Lan En landed on Black Tern Island, he saw the messenger of the Lady in the Lake, a nymph waiting for him.

"You're a little late this time."

While complaining, she dragged the fishing boat to the beach with Lan En who jumped off the boat.

Some parts of her water-green body with no hair or hair bounced under violent movements.

It was easy for Lan En to understand why in those rumored incidents among the villages, even though the farmers had extraordinary resistance to non-human races, many strong men were literally given to by nymphs and water fairies. Eat dry wipe.

Men always have the illusion that they can pick up cheap.

"Huh~ Madam asked me to wait for you here, come with me."

Lan En was a little curious about what the messenger, who is a lady, usually does.

After all, Miss Ningfu didn't show up when she came last time, and she even came to say hello to Lan En by herself.

If this were placed in a human court, such a slack maid would probably be punished.

"Under the lake, the home of the half-murlocs has been almost destroyed by the group of deep divers."

According to etiquette, Miss Ningfu, who was leading the way, brushed her waist-length green hair, exposed her curvaceous back for a moment, and spoke plainly.

"Under the surface of the lake is the most severely damaged place. Even now, the half-fish people haven't finished rebuilding. I was helping them before."

'That thing' refers to Dagon.

Today's Miss Nymph seems to have given up her desire for Lan En, or the reconstruction of the underwater half-murloc kingdom was really hard work, so she didn't get too entangled with him.

After simply taking it to the temple in the lake, it sank into the water and disappeared without a trace.

Lan En took out the cone-shaped crystal in the alchemy leather bag and swept it on the marble under the surface of the lake.

The lake water seemed to sense something automatically, and the waves and foam became words in the twisting transformation——

"I'm still dealing with the end of my hand, and the rift is about to open."

"Tsk tsk." Lan En retracted the cone-shaped crystal again, smacking his mouth.

"It seems that the lake god from the blood sacrifice really fed her up. How many people died did this make it? A war?"

The blood sacrifices and wars on the other side of the world cannot affect this place, let alone the rift between the heaven and earth caused by the surge of chaotic magic power.

Cracks like shattered mirrors rose up from the lake again.

After losing the restraint of the lady in the lake, the sound of "caracara" in which the spatial structure was torn apart by the magic of chaos could be heard endlessly.

When it finally hovered in front of Lan En, the originally flickering light on the opposite side also began to stabilize.

The witcher took a deep breath and calmed down the violent beating of the two hearts in his chest.

The handprint on his left hand flashed, and the golden magic shield covered his body.

The great sword of Zhuo Liu was put into the alchemy pouch on his back.This kind of weapon, which reveals ferocity from its appearance, will only cause trouble if it suddenly appears in a peaceful area.

But Arondette, who was wearing the elf long knife around his waist, still wore it, because Lan En wanted to give himself a necessary but not excessive deterrent.

"Huh, we're old acquaintances, let's go."

The witcher muttered and took a step forward.

However, the celestial sphere convergence rift, which he hailed as an 'old acquaintance', did not intend to give him face at all.

A very unfamiliar feeling came from the body.

It was a completely different feeling from the previous two times when I crossed the gap between the celestial spheres.

Although the first two times felt intense, they were nothing more than dizziness and pain in the brain.

It is equivalent to letting Mentos perform [Memory Deep Dive] when passing through the warlock portal.

It was hard, but it didn't make Lan En lose consciousness completely.

But this time. Drowsy, light-headed, occasional palpitations, twitches like nerve reflexes.

If you insist on describing it, it is similar to the feeling of a person who has difficulty sleeping, being stuck in the gap between waking up and falling asleep.

I don't know how long it has passed, but in my drowsy consciousness, even the sense of time has become ambiguous.

Finally, with a weightless jerk like falling in a dream, Lan felt his feet hit the ground.

"Woo, huh?"

The dull, unfocused cat's eyes were flickered by the light in front of him, and they regrouped.

What caught the eye was the dazzling, blood-red sunset shining through the gaps in the tall Gothic spire buildings.

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(End of this chapter)