Astartes of the Bear School

 Chapter 406 405. Tissaya’s departure

Lan En spent the night on Black Tern Island. It was already late at night when he returned to this world. Even if the lady sent him away, he had nowhere to go for the time being.

 Fortunately, it is neither cold nor hot by the magic pool. If there is a soft bed, even the guest room in the Yinlu Tavern will not be more comfortable than here.

 The season now is spring, the spring of 1261.

 His trip to Yharnam lasted four months in this world.

 The time differences between worlds are always complex and confusing.

 Early the next morning, the lady in the lake stirred up water and sent Lan En to the small port of Dark Water within the time it took for the waves to capture him.

The small fishing boat he drove over at that time had already fallen apart due to Miss Nymph's poor care, but he had nothing to complain about. After all, Miss Nymph still had to help the half-murlocs under Lake Vizima rebuild their homes.

The work there is definitely much more important and difficult than watching a small fishing boat.

Lann’s alchemy leather bag was a big help, or the golden Oren coins in the alchemy leather bag were a big help.

He bought a leather jacket in the village early in the morning and put it on. Otherwise, it would be a bit weird to wander around in just a jacket during this season.

Gascoyne’s lining. Due to the advancement of the times, civilians can also wear shirts with lace and lace. This is already the dress of nobles or successful businessmen in the wizarding world.

He originally wanted to buy a hooded cloak to cover his head and face, but Darkwater was only a small fishing village after all, and the goods in the grocery store were not as comprehensive as those in Vizima.

Hence, Lan En could only uncomfortably hold on to the small leather vest while walking into the tavern of Dark Water.

As expected, his uncovered silver-white hair and that handsome and beautiful face caused the tavern to fall into silence for a moment.

 There was also a faint sound of slurping.

 Lan En tried not to let himself think about why a few drunkards were drooling at him.

 Fortunately, under the dazzling hair and handsome face, the demon hunter also has a physique that no matter who comes, he can tell at a glance that he is not easy to mess with.

This saves him from a lot of bad things.

But at the same time, what can be expected is that the secret agents and spies also clearly got the news at this time-[Hunter Lord] appeared again. A few months after he mysteriously disappeared again.

A swordsman who can break into a garrisoned manor of a great nobleman head-on and kill all the guards. The fact that he has not been seen for several months, which sounds like a horror story, has probably made many people very uneasy.

 Once people are dominated by fear, it is not surprising that they can do anything.

 “Hello, boss.”

 Lan En bypassed the tables and chairs that were not neatly arranged in the store and walked to the bar to say hello to the boss, who was already an acquaintance.

 “Ah, long time no see, sir.”

The tavern owner would never forget his sponsor, and a bottle of rye vodka freshly chilled from the well water was immediately placed on the table.

 The boss remembered clearly that low-alcohol alcoholic drinks such as beer seemed a bit insufficient for this guest.

A small wooden cup with a mouth that can be held by a tiger's mouth ring was placed on the table. The boss poured a cup first, pushed it in front of Lan En, and then screwed the cap of the rye vodka bottle back on.

 “I’ll pay for it, sir.”

 “Phew - thanks.”

Lan En whistled, picked up the small wine glass with three fingers, raised it slightly towards the boss as a toast, and then drank it down happily.

　　"Huh-" The cold strong alcohol made Lan En breathe out, "Is my horse okay?"

“It’s just as I promised you.” The tavern owner’s chest slapped loudly, and the shiny black towel almost slipped off his shoulders.

“I haven’t lost any fat at all. I am fed bean cakes bought from Vizima City. My hooves are also beautifully trimmed. I run five kilometers every day as a walk.”

 “Thank you very much.”

 Lan En nodded after hearing this and took out ten golden Oren coins from the alchemy leather bag. Including the previous food expenses, a total of twenty oren was needed to take care of a war horse and keep it active for three or four months without losing weight. This price was quite reasonable.

 “Long time no see, Poppy.”

 When they arrived at the stables behind the tavern, Lan hung up Poppy's saddle and rucksack.

Horses are animals that require emotional communication, and the witcher's horse should be their good companion.

 But Lan En is always going to other worlds now, which makes him gradually become a little alienated from the Poppies.

 But Lann had no good solution. Poppy was just a Kaedweni war horse with a good bloodline. It couldn't go up mountains or into water like a human.

 Just like the terrain of Yharnam, if Poppai is brought there, Lan En will not only not receive support in terms of mobility, he will even have to take extra care of his mount.

But these troublesome things can wait until later. He has just come back, so it’s better to relax.

The witcher rode away on his war horse, and the Dark Water once again returned to its former dullness and tranquility.

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 “You said Tissaya left?”

Lan is sitting in the dean's office in Arethusa. On the opposite side of the table, sitting in the main seat, is Margarita with flaming red lips and wavy blond hair.

Now, this lazy sorceress is trying to look dignified.

"What does this mean?"

 Lan En was a little confused.

“Tissaya should have left after resigning as the dean. Don’t get me wrong, Arethusa will not drive people away.”

After a period of changes in expressions, the sorceress finally realized that she couldn't deliberately put on a majestic expression at all, so she gave up in despair.

"After she stepped down as Dean of Aretusa, she was already one of the five members of the Talents and Skills Association. She was supposed to travel around various countries to contribute to the development of magic in the world and to increase the number of the academy on the mainland. Influence. It’s just that something went wrong with me some time ago, so she came back to take care of me for a while.”

　　When she said that she had 'something went wrong', Margarita turned her head away with a slight blush.

　　I must have been knocked unconscious by the slings of a few ordinary people on the road. This is embarrassing enough even for an ordinary sorcerer.

Although reasonable, it is really embarrassing.

 Bystanders will not stop ridiculing and teasing just because it is reasonable.

  Not to mention that this is what happened to the aloof Archmage.

 “Tsk, that’s a pity.”

Lan En rubbed his chin and murmured.

Margarita, who was sitting on the dean's chair, seemed to have triggered an alarm. Her charming eyes narrowed slightly without any trace.

 “Oh? What’s the pity?”

"I still want to do some experiments on the crystal cultivation project, and I have new ideas. Her leaving has made things a lot of trouble. But it's okay. She should always bring a telescope, right? We can discuss it when we discuss it. Use telescope to connect.”

His Space Marine augmentation surgery has been supported by the correct sequence of knowledge, and he can already start making augmented organs to prepare for his next surgery.

Once she heard that the connection between Lan En and Tisaya was related to the tedious and complicated research on biochemical spells, Margarita's slightly narrowed eyes regained their brightness.

 Then she heard that Lan En wanted to use the telescope, and she was completely relieved.

Witchers need to use telescopes in this academy. Who can get past her and open them?

 In the end, the communication between Lan En and Tisaya still has to go through her hands!

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 (End of this chapter)