Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 3 3. Ghost turtle-shaped stone

 Lan En first carefully used the fan method to smell, rolling out a trace of mist and smelling it.

 He had to determine whether the magical mist itself was toxic or otherwise harmful.

If the biological computer in his brain that he picked up during his journey to the Void Sea had extra computing power, he could even determine the effect of the mist on him just by touching it with his finger.

  Unfortunately, the computing power of brain cells has now been misappropriated.

So a smart brain from the high-tech world can only do this.

There was a slight pungency in the nose, but it was quickly adapted to the witcher's body.

 Lan En nodded slightly. This poison could burn out an ordinary person's lungs in five minutes.

 But it will only cause discomfort to the body of the witcher, but it will not cause harm within half an hour.

 Does not affect combat.

Thin leather boots stepped cautiously into the mist.

With a "crack" sound, Lan En groped his way forward step by step, and also drew out the steel sword behind him.

 Wooden handle, iron-gray steel crossguard and blade.

 A Velen sword, just like people’s impression of this province, is synonymous with cheapness and poor quality.

 There is no restraint effect of the Silver Sword, but for physical monsters, there will be no "invalid" situation.

As far as Lan En knew, this demon hunting mission came from a nearby village elder.

 According to him, this valley is home to a delicious fungus that only grows in patches here.

This is also the only thing in this village that can be sold at a high price by merchants in Gos Velen, the capital of Velen.

 But a year ago, this fog suddenly appeared, and the people who went to pick fungi never returned.

 So now, there is not even a single intact and durable iron farm tool in their village.

 Because there is no money.

 After the arrival of the witcher master and his apprentice, the village gathered the last bit of funds, fifty-three orens.

 Used to hire these two evil and dirty "mutants" to clear out the "evil fog in the valley".

At that time, when the village elder threw the advance payment to the two of them, he looked disgusted and frightened, as if he had to come into contact with two lepers.

This also reminds Lan En's modern brain that even if he gets rid of his "teacher", his current situation is definitely not good.

 But things have priorities, and future difficulties can be discussed later.

 Present dangers must be faced now.

Lan En’s amber cat eyes stung slightly in the toxic mist.

 But he did not even blink his eyelids to moisten his eyeballs.

 The enhanced senses brought about by the witcher's mutation began to be mobilized.

This kind of human body enhancement that relies on germs, potions, magic and other means can greatly increase and change human beings' original senses.

Enabling witchers to do the job for which they were designed by mages - to hunt monsters alone.

The thin cowhide boots scratched the weeds on the ground, making a "swishing" sound as thin as mosquitoes.

“There is no heavy breathing here, nor even the strong heartbeat of monsters. It is very quiet.”

 In Lan En's ears, there were only the sounds of himself and Bordon's footsteps behind him.

The sound of Bordon's footsteps and heartbeat were lighter than his own.

It was hard to imagine the footsteps of a muscular man close to 1.9 meters tall, wearing a suit of thick repetitive armor.

 Horrid physical control and basic qualities.

 Lan En could even imagine in his mind the exaggerated scene in the movie where he picked up an adult's neck with one hand and then broke his cervical spine with his hand.

My own witcher "master" can really do it!

Just as Lan En was groping forward, his sense of touch and hearing detected some abnormal movement.

 The vertical pupil focus transformation of the cat's eye.

 “The ground is shaking? It’s digging!”

 The earth and rocks are being excavated, and something is moving beneath the soil!

 —This is not a mist demon!

Without thinking, Lan En suddenly arched his spine like a frightened cat, and then straightened it in a very short time.

 The oak jumped one meter away like a spring.

With a "crash", a ferocious humanoid claw emerged from the ground!

  Immediately afterwards, the monster's whole body emerged from under the soil.

 Humanoid form, but a little short, almost like a dwarf, reaching the belly position of a normal human.

The gray skin was uncovered, and the bloodshot mouth was grinning ferociously. The layers of skin on the neck were piled together and the neck was completely invisible. It was slippery and disgusting.

Lan En’s hand holding the sword relaxed and then tightened, repeatedly confirming the feel of his hand. This is an evil ghost. It is also a scavenger like the fog demon. Its single combat power is weaker than that of the fog demon, but there is one difference.

 —They are completely social creatures!

There is a saying in this continent, "If the monsters are really bad, swarm them to make them happy."

 “Ouch!”

 Hunting, countless screams began to come from the mist.

Lan En's heart sank. His "master" even misjudged the type of monster in order to save trouble!

Looking back with slightly narrowed eyes, the giant man who was shadowy in the thick fog had no intention of stepping forward immediately.

Lane knew what he was thinking.

Although it is unlikely that the mist demon and the evil ghost live together, why not confirm it since we have "tools" at hand?

 You can never have too much insurance and caution.

 The majestic figure watched the confrontation between the monster and the demon hunter in front of him with cold eyes.

 It should be said that it was a blessing among misfortunes that Lan En had never fully entrusted his life and fortune to Bordon.

“Seventeen evil ghosts can only use Kunen and sword skills.”

Looking around with cat eyes, Lan En was calculating in his mind.

　　Quen and swordsmanship are the courses that occupy a large part of the class schedule arranged by his "teacher".

 Seventeen evil ghosts are already the number of monsters that can slaughter a village in the sparsely populated Wellen.

 The villages in Willen mostly have no more than twenty or thirty people, including the elderly, the weak, and women.

Facing an enemy of this magnitude, the young man had only experienced the mutation of a demon hunter for a month, and had only been holding a sword and learning the seals for three weeks.

 His face is still like ice.

 “Well, I can hold on!”

In three weeks, a well-nourished human being, even if he is chopping firewood with an ax mechanically, must work hard and mentally for a week to master the correct and labor-saving exercise method!

This is just about pursuing the correct way of movement, and does not guarantee accurate splits every time.

 As for swordsmanship, which involves actual combat factors such as movement postures, differences in terrain, differences in body shape, etc., it is normal for it to take a year or two to train the basic skills to pass the level.

Now, as a young man who has only held a sword for three weeks, he has a rational and clear understanding of his own abilities.

That’s not just “holding it”. He can also “act like it” under this premise!

 Lan En completed the assessment of the strength of the enemy and ourselves, and the monsters also lost their last calm in the face of the new flesh and blood that came to their door.

 It’s hard to tell which evil spirit made the move first, but the battle has begun anyway.

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Four soldiers wearing Temerian armor were getting closer and closer to the valley filled with magical mist.

They spit, laughed and cursed, and told crude lower body jokes on horseback.

 But in the eyes and faces of the four people, there was a hint of indifference in the smiles.

 That is the indifference of soldiers, with a disregard for human life and combat.

 The four men include a crossbowman, an archer, a halberdier and a sword and shield soldier.

 The Sword and Shield Soldier is the captain of this law enforcement team.

 The shield on his back looked very new, with the white lily emblem of Temeria printed on the blue background.

The crossbowman just told a joke about prostitutes and werewolves, and everyone's weird laughter lasted for a while before stopping.

 After smiling, he turned to his captain.

 “I said captain.” There was a little hesitation on his face. "We won't. Not in the hands of that mutant freak."

Without waiting for the captain to respond, the halberdier spat.

"I said, aren't you scared? We have four good guys here! I can guarantee that as soon as that freak shows his head, your two arrows will be able to pierce directly into his flesh without me or the captain having to do anything. It’s hard work. What you’re holding is a crossbow! A good crossbow! Who can dodge the crossbow arrows?”

 The halberdiers shook their heads, looking relaxed.

 “But.” The crossbowman’s mind was still hesitant. "I heard people say that those freaks can do magic!"

 As soon as the word "magic" appeared, the atmosphere suddenly became serious, and even the most relaxed halberdier shuddered.

Like something dirty was stained on it.

 At this moment, it is the time for the captain to speak out.

 “Don’t worry.” The captain raised a pendant on his hand.

 That is a stone carved in the shape of a turtle.

“Lord Veserad has already told me that I brought the turtle-shaped stone. Those dirty and dirty magics that are invisible can’t get close to us.”

Soldiers all know that, and common people also have legends that turtle-shaped stones can restrain magic.

 How could this be wrong?

So the group relaxed again, and even the crossbowman smiled.

Soon, they followed the path between the woods and arrived in front of the valley.

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 (End of this chapter)