Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 447 446. Inside the castle

“Good, I’m starting to understand why no one wanted to stay when this castle was besieged by a mob. It’s deserved!”

 Lan En trudged in the courtyard of Hainkawehe Castle, one foot at a time.

Ged, the old resident, did not do much better than him, except Regis.

There was deep snow in the courtyard of the castle. The height of the snow was only half a person's height from the height of the castle wall.

 Lan and Gerd were not able to walk on it because they stepped on the ground.

 It was the upper layer of snow that compacted the lower layer of snow through weight, giving them a foothold from which to exert force.

Even so, basically only the upper body above the waist of the two of them was exposed to the snow.

 Lan En's high body temperature made his clothes even wetter under such circumstances.

 The feeling of being tangled in his own clothes made Lan En so unhappy that he went crazy.

 “Ah!! Destroy it! I should have made a snowboard and come in again!”

The young witcher's hands danced wildly in the snow, stirring up waves of snow.

 But after venting his anger, he could only move forward again.

 “Wow, this is really rare.” Regis on the side said in surprise. "I thought you were the kind of calm person who never loses his temper."

 “Now, now you see it!”

Lan En rolled his eyes angrily, and at the same time smoothed down his hair that was a little messy because he was going crazy just now.

"Let me tell you first, it's scary when I lose my temper, so you'd better not hang around in front of me with this carefree look!"

Beside the two demon hunters, Regis was walking on the same snow, but the snow could only cover his calves, no more than his knees.

This high-level vampire does not use any magic or racial talents. It is purely because he does not have a set of heavy armor. His light weight makes him much easier in the snow than the other two demon hunters of the Bear School.

And Gede also showed great adaptability.

As he moved forward, he introduced Lan En to the castle of this school of thought that he had never been to before.

“Surviving within the harsh walls of Hainkawech was difficult, and it was an almost constant challenge for young apprentices in particular. They had to huddle around hearths to prevent frostbite and be wrapped in thick furs to prevent losing weight. Wen, and there’s always the never-ending pile of snow that needs to be shoveled out of the yard.”

“We all believe that this kind of long-term and arduous physical labor can inspire the characteristic endurance in our mutations that far exceeds that of our peers.”

 “Oh, it should be here.”

With that said, Ge pulled Lan, who was still going forward, to stop in front of a high castle wall.

The snow here is so thick that the door originally used for entry and exit has been submerged under the snow level.

 “We have to dig down until we reach the door.”

 After saying that, Gede began to get under the snow and start working.

 When Lan En simply took out the Turbid Current Sword, they quickly dug the door into the castle.

Like taking a slide, you enter the interior of the castle from the dug snow path.

Hainkaweh Castle has been abandoned for decades. It has no architectural difference from other castles in the world.

 During the decades of vacancy, the temperature inside and outside the castle remained at the same level.

It's just that because of the looting by the mob, a lot of things were scattered on the floor.

Under the leadership of Gede, Lan En finally found the fireplace as he wished, raised a flame, and dried his clothes.

After being abandoned for decades, this castle finally heard the crackling sound of firewood burning in the fireplace.

In order to let the armor dry quickly, Lan simply took off his armor and hung them by the fireplace.

“You are really powerful.” Gede sighed with emotion at first. The young man is in good health, and then said hesitantly. "But... is it my imagination? I always feel that you have grown taller."

 They have only been together for a total of more than a week.

 And in such a short period of time, Lan En's [Bone Strengthening Organ] was indeed well fed by the special rations he made with alchemy, which made a difference in height that anyone unfamiliar with it could detect.

 His height now reaches about two meters and five.

“I’m still young, I guess I’m still in the growth stage. Can’t men still grow taller when they are around twenty years old? This should be the case for me.”

 Lan En said casually.

Ged’s mouth twitched slightly, while Regis seemed to be looking at something strange.

It is normal for someone in their twenties to grow taller, but they have never seen a person who was already over 1.9 meters tall grow to over 2 meters tall and looks like he will continue to grow taller.

“I said, does your family have giant blood?”

Gede said hesitantly, there are many tall and strong men in the Xiong School, but they have never seen such a growth rate. Being twenty years old is like adolescence.

 “Hey, don’t slander me!”

 Lan En patted his chest.

 “Pure human, okay?”

So the other two looked at each other, shrugged and ended the topic.

“We have come in now, but come back in. Gede, do you have any clues about those dwarves?”

Lan En sat shirtless next to the fireplace, moving his shoulders while looking around the empty and huge castle hall.

Traces of abandonment and dilapidation fill the entire building.

It’s good that a witcher’s senses are extraordinary, but it’s still a bit unrealistic to find traces in a building that hasn’t been visited by anyone for decades.

Not to mention that in the last "lively time" of this castle, a group of mobs who broke into the castle were thinking about killing and robbing.

"Don't worry, Lan En." At this time, Gede finally had time to repair his beard. He took a dagger and was about to shave off all his beard.

 “If I say I’ll find it for you, I’ll find it for you.”

 He said as he shaved.

“This castle was once full of witchers. As long as Anahad has contact with the dwarves in the mountains, he will definitely leave traces. And for witchers, traces are clues.”

“Even if Anahad is one of the original witchers, what can he hide under the attention of so many of his kind?”

"I hear what you mean." Lan En tilted his head, "Have you discovered the connection between him and the dwarves before the castle was abandoned?"

"I don't know who or what he is communicating with. I just found out that he has a secret room in the castle."

 Gede said indifferently.

“To be precise, we have all noticed it. But you also know the character of our kind. As long as it doesn’t interfere with their business, they won’t care so much.”

 “Secret rooms, connections, collaborations. It doesn’t matter.”

"I wanted to take a look at first, but when most people in the school were indifferent, and Anahad and his successors were obviously not easy to mess with, it was hard to tell how long my curiosity could last. It’s a metaphor.”

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Regarding the difference between the effects of [Dancing Star] and [Foehn], I did get this wrong.

The key is that when I was playing the game, I subconsciously thought: Dancing Stars - Stars in My Eyes - Shocking Bombs

Foehn - searing wind - incendiary bombs

It’s true that it’s a stereotype, but I’ve used it many times before, so I decided to leave it at that. That’s how it ends up in this book.

 (End of this chapter)