Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 465 464. Respect

Lens Ziva personally held a simple dwarf-style farewell party for the ‘sacrificed’ Regis at the entrance of the mine.

They skipped all the complicated rituals and retained only the most essential parts—

Each dwarf poured a sip of wine from his flagon onto the ground where Regis was buried.

 “I remember Regis didn’t drink much?”

Standing in the back row, among the two demon hunters who were bowing their heads in silence and feeling heavy-hearted, Gede tilted his head towards Lan En and muttered.

The corners of Lan En's mouth trembled slightly and he spoke calmly.

"It should be. It's no big deal? Pour it into the soil. He doesn't even need to breathe in the soil, and the wine can't flow into his mouth."

 “Well I hope so.”

The mourning was completed quickly. The dwarf elder commanded his guards and dragged the blood-sucking creatures and the traces in the mine onto the car.

 He had to show the corpses of these monsters to the dwarf residents of Castle Hayne to let them know that the crisis had been resolved and they could live and work with peace of mind.

 “Hineburg thanks you for your service, witchers.”

 Back in the hall where he met the dwarf elders for the first time, Lens Ziva spoke solemnly.

Lann and Gede followed the traditional etiquette and bowed slightly to the dwarf elders to express their gratitude for accepting this sentence.

“I know that verbal gratitude is cheap and boring. We dwarves will not treat those who have helped us badly, not to mention the sacrifices you made for it.”

As he spoke, the dwarf elder lifted a small cloth bag from the side of his cast-in-one black iron throne.

He took out a stack of cut parchment and motioned to the two witchers.

"This is the reward we agreed on before, you two."

“In addition to the body parts that have been handed over to you, two long swords, one steel and one silver, there are also the remaining armor component drawings.”

Lens Ziva unfolded the parchments one by one and turned to the two demon hunters to show them.

"Grandmaster-level armor blueprints, their combined effect is: after you demon hunters cast [Quen's Seal], if the seal is broken, there is a half chance that a [Quen's Seal] will be generated again without any consumption. Seal]."

“This is the most suitable effect for your bear school, hard, tough, and durable.”

The Demon Hunter's [Quen's Sign] is basically equivalent to another life, while the Bear School's Grandmaster Set has a half chance of getting another 'one life' out of thin air after consuming 'one life'. This effect is incredible. Not strong!

Lence Ziva said and deliberately pulled out several other drawings.

"Also, in addition to this set of traditional drawings, I have made customized improvements according to your requirements. New arm armor structure, and new armor plate parameters."

 This is specially for Lan En.

"In addition, this blueprint is specifically for the sacrifice of your venerable mage teammate. Sorry, I wanted to open the furnace myself and make good swords for the two of you, but I think you should have other plans, no. Stay longer. I can only give you the drawings."

  The dwarf elder pulled out the bottom one from a pile of drawings.

 That is a drawing of a sword.

“The Havel Sword, with all the precautions during the forging process marked in detail, is a weapon that has a chance of burning the enemy after being successfully forged.”

  A drawing of a steel sword. The Havel sword’s status in the market is not low. Even among certain large and well-known knights, few of them can afford such a sword.

 Such a blueprint, if managed well, can even be used as an heirloom and flagship product of a high-end blacksmith shop.

However, this blueprint is of little use to Lan En and Gede. Neither of them know how to blacksmith, and they are not planning to open a blacksmith shop.

But then Lan En thought about it, and it seemed that Berengar was worried that he didn't know advanced blueprints other than witcher equipment. The blueprints of this steel sword could just be used for his leveling examination.

  The old demon hunter has been unhappy with the fact that he has not been certified as a blacksmith for a long time.

The old guy is no longer short of money now and is looking for social recognition.

 Gede’s mouth was grinning widely, but Lan En still maintained a heavy and sad expression as he stepped forward to accept the reward for this mission. Your acting must be perfect, otherwise Lan En will feel uneasy.

After receiving the reward, the dwarf elder politely invited the two demon hunters to spend another two days in Hein Castle.

But neither of the two demon hunters had any intention of staying. They packed up their things at noon that day and walked out of the dwarf settlement in the Amer Mountains.

 After confirming that there was no dwarf patrol, they hurried back to the mountain den.

When I got there, I happened to see Regis' body emerging from the soil, and Dettlaff was patting him in the mud.

 The land that was originally dry was turned into mud by the dwarves’ wine.

Regis took out a lot of strong-smelling herbs from his shoulder bag, crushed them and rubbed them on himself, trying to cover up the smell of alcohol.

 “I never thought that a dwarf’s funeral would be like this.”

Regis spoke unhurriedly, his smell of alcohol was in contrast to his rational and wise tone.

Regis opened his hands and turned to the two demon hunters walking down the hillside with a helpless expression.

Lane and Gerd were very sensible and ran over to ask for help, and together with Dettlaff, they cleaned up Regis.

 Finally, after a lot of work, the coriander smell of coriander seeds in Regis overcame the smell of alcohol.

“We still have to bury this hero’s tomb.”

 After some tossing, Lan En spoke seriously.

 “If we can’t save everything, some dwarves will come over to pay homage to the hero!”

Beside Lan En, even with Regis's training, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

They were speechless, but the four of them worked very efficiently and quickly filled up the Tomb of Heroes again.

 Two demon hunters and two high-level vampires went down the mountain together.

Until night, they arrived at the Theodora Pass, a passage that can cross the continuous mountains of Amer, with mobility far beyond that of ordinary people.

 They will also part ways here.

Regis shook hands with Lane and Ged in turn, and he will continue walking with Dettlaff until they climb the highest peak in the Amer Mountains - Mount Gaogong.

There he entered Toussaint, the country of wine and knights. The ‘ancient creature’ they were talking about was within the territory of Toussaint.

Regis would watch as Dettlaff made a vow to the ancient creature that he would not seek revenge.

 “I can predict it.”

Regis said sadly after letting go of Lan En's hand.

“I will miss this trip very much in the future. Interesting experiences and interesting friends, I have a little desire to express myself now.”

“You are talking as if we, who can live for hundreds of years, will die one by one tomorrow.”

 Lan En seemed carefree and relaxed.

“Although this is a disgusting world, I think we should be able to ‘good people get rewarded’, right? We can meet again in the future, friends, and you also know where to find me.”

 Finally, as the witcher watched, the two high-level vampires turned into two **** of black smoke and flew away on the snowy ground illuminated by the moonlight.

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