Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 448 447. Anahad’s Secret Room

 “I remember, go along here.”

　　Ged led the way through the long-abandoned castle.

Behind him were Lan En, who had dried his clothes, and Regis, who was relaxed from beginning to end.

At this time, some of the originally huge glass windows in Hainkaweh Castle were still basically intact, while others had been crushed by the increasingly heavy snow.

But the same thing is that the snow is accumulating higher and higher on the sills of the windows, and only a few scattered beams of light can shine into the castle.

This makes the interior of Hainkawih very dim.

As the leader, Gede lit a torch and held it.

The largely stone building, although solid, still reflects decades of neglect.

The carpets on the ground are tangled together, frozen in that moment decades ago.

 Lan En stepped on his boots without even deliberately grinding his toes, and the carpet under his feet shredded like a rotten sack.

They went upstairs from the castle hall and stopped on an intermediate floor.

There are several wooden doors scattered in the corridor here, most of which have been violently torn apart.

Looking through the marks of knife and ax cuts on the wooden doors, you can still see that the walls in the room have collapsed.

The snowy scenery of the Amer Mountains and the cold wind from the outside rush in together, giving people a feeling of both psychological and physical coolness.

 “Oh, this kind of trace is indeed Anahad’s secret room.”

Holding the torch, Gede went deeper into the corridor, and finally stopped in front of an unremarkable stone wall.

Without him having to say anything, Lan En's amber cat eyes automatically began to shrink and adjust their focus.

Under the witcher's field of vision, there are obvious signs of opening and closing on the lower edge of the wall.

 This is a secret door disguised as a wall.

Lan squatted down, lightly touched the semicircular scratch on the ground, and looked up at Gede.

“Anahad didn’t even think about hiding such obvious traces from fellow demon hunters, right?”

Gede seemed not to care at all what the founder of his school thought.

“Because he knows that everyone in the school is doing their own thing and no one cares about others. So there is no need to hide it.”

Facing Gede’s deep resentment towards the school, Lan En helplessly spread his hands.

Although he has no sense of belonging to the Bear School, that's where it ends.

Ged, a demon hunter who has lived in Hainkawih for a long time, is even more resistant to his own school of thought than he is.

 “Now that things have come to this, it is meaningless to talk about these past events.”

Regis stood up and explained in his slow tone.

“Let’s think about how to open the secret door? I remember many such scenes where the secret door mechanism is placed in the candlestick on the wall.”

Regis said as he walked towards a hanging candlestick on the stone wall.

Lan En half-crouched in a joking manner, watching the high-level vampire walk over.

 He didn't even glance at the candlestick. After all, this was Anahad's secret room. How could he put the switch in such a conspicuous place?

“Oh? So, dear Mr. Barber Doctor, where did this ‘precious’ experience come from? Is it knight novels and adventure novels?!”

Before Lan En could finish his teasing, Regis' fingers had already hooked on the hanging candlestick and he pulled it down, making a "click" sound as the mechanism was operating.

 This caused the "?" at the end of Lan En's sentence to suddenly change into a tone of shock.

Amidst the sound of the stone wall secret door scratching the ground, Regis looked at the embarrassed Lan En with a peaceful smile. “Experience. As long as you live, you will have all kinds of experiences, young man.”

 After speaking, he put his hand on the strap of his shoulder bag and walked into the secret door.

After a long time, Mentos finally activated the fireworks effect on Lan En's retina. The font in the middle of the retina read: Taunt +1

OK!

The biological brain is crazy!

The young man had no expression on his face, patted his trouser legs very calmly, stood up, and walked inside.

Ged followed him, looking very afterthought: "I told you, Anahad doesn't care about hiding or not."

Lan En curled his lips in displeasure after hearing this.

 But this relatively harmonious atmosphere disappeared without a trace after all three people entered the secret door.

 Because several corpses were lying in various directions not far from the entrance of the secret door.

 Lan En and Gede, who were originally relaxed and joking, quickly became alert.

 The two of them frowned and did not easily get close to the corpses to check.

"Anahad doesn't care about being hidden or not." Lan En looked at the group of corpses and asked softly, "But he doesn't object to killing people who enter his secret room, right, Gede?"

"For the Bear School, these two emotions are indeed not contradictory." Gede affirmed Lan En's guess.

“The time of death was a long time ago. Judging from the damage to the body and clothes, it was several decades. Who are they?”

 Once he enters working mode, Lan En will unconsciously mutter to himself when observing clues.

 Ged next to him agreed with him and added something.

“There is a high probability that it is them. The firewood axe, bone chopping knife, and pitchfork match the damage marks on the wooden door outside.”

“The key is how they die. What can kill them can also kill us.”

"How to die? It's not easy to see." Lan En took two steps, trying to change his angle to see more information.

“The low temperature environment kept their bodies intact, but due to weathering, all the soft tissues on their bodies shriveled up and stuck to the bones. I couldn’t see the wounds on the skin and flesh.”

Lann’s eyesight is much stronger than that of ordinary demon hunters under the influence of [Spirit Vision]. He said he couldn’t see it, and it was even more impossible for Gede.

The young man was silent for a moment, and then raised his left hand towards the place where the corpses lay.

 “[Alder]!”

 “Bang!”

 The air was squeezed into a translucent shock wave by the impact of chaotic magic, and was blasted out.

Like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, it pushed the debris and a few corpses deeper on the ground.

 After waiting for a while, Lan En put down his left hand.

“It’s not a hair-pressing trap, we can go through it first.”

 Gede nodded: "Smart approach."

The witcher's sigil can indeed break through some traps violently, but most people in the Bear School have to use their precious vitality to bear the weight of the armor instead of restoring chaos magic.

 So they cherish the opportunity to use the Dharma Seal.

The two demon hunters cautiously moved toward the depths of the secret room, and they both cast themselves a layer of [Quen's Seal] in unison.

Walking past the place where the corpses were piled up, Lan En was sure that there were no traps here, and it was because his [Spiritual Vision] couldn't tell.

 Because of his reputation as the founder of the Anahad School, he appears to be very careful here.

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 (End of this chapter)