Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 78 78. The operation begins

 Lan En answered the little girl's question without raising his head.

“Because you are brave and kind, loyal and smart, you can stand up to the traffickers, and you can also give your food to children you have never met. You don’t really believe it, do you?”

Now Lan En didn't even look back, but he seemed to have seen Aaliya's flushed face at this time.

 The little girl was getting excited because of the unstinting praise from a "great knight".

 But then his expression froze in a state of astonishment.

 “No, isn’t it?”

Aliya asked with trepidation and expectation.

Lan En’s answer was as crisp and clear as ever.

“The primary reason is your helplessness, Alia.”

“I can guess how you came here, and I can also guess that this world is very different from the world you grew up in.”

 In the conversation and busyness, the cat's eyes intersected with the little girl's gray eyes for the first time.

“You need a reason to kill people and save people, but you have no reason in this world, Aaliya. Because this world has nothing to do with you.”

“Until I established the connection between you and the world. Human relations and material foundation. Waylon is a dangerous place. If you act alone, there is a high probability that it will not end well.”

“On this basis, your kindness in sharing food and your bravery in stabbing the trafficker will become part of the consideration.”

"So I think that the work carried out by you will be safer than Arethusa, which is huge but has complicated forces. It will also be safer than the Velen countryside, which has a simple power structure but is rife with danger and discrimination."

The little girl, who was frightened because of the sudden instructions, gradually calmed down in the orderly and trusting words.

 Trust is a cheap thing, but trust that has been logically analyzed can be relied upon.

 This is also an acknowledgment for the person who has been entrusted with trust.

 “I, I understand, sir!”

Immediately, Aaliya opened the door, took a few deep breaths, and walked to the restaurant downstairs.

Lan En's keen hearing could detect that she was muttering quietly as she walked.

 “The first kind. The second kind. The third kind.”

 It sounded like he was reciting some list under his breath.

again and again.

Arya once told Lann about the characteristics of her family sigil, the direwolf.

The witcher could feel that this little girl, who was being encouraged and focused, indeed had the tough and stubborn "Blood of the Running Wolf".

The room has been cleared out.

Lane didn’t prepare alcohol and fire like he did for Bernie’s surgery.

The physique of witchers makes them almost immune to illness, and simple bacterial infections cannot harm them.

Pouring a bottle of magic potion, the bacteria will be poisoned faster than the witcher cells.

Lann took off the High Bear School armor one by one, leaving only the leather breeches on his lower body.

  The surgical knife set glistening under the candlelight had already been unfolded and laid flat in front of him.

Lan En slowly knelt down in a meditative posture.

 “We finally got it together, Mentos.”

  The Witcher's meditation method can adjust the mental state, and temporarily speed up the absorption efficiency of magic medicine and physical control to a certain extent.

Now Lan En's movement of pulling out a scalpel is even smoother than his frighteningly steady swordsmanship!

Hitting his palm into the alchemy leather bag, he touched the unusually high-strength tank again.

 The cat's eyes stared at the active sarcoma-gene seeds suspended in the nutrient solution.

Mentos did not respond to Lan En's chat because it was already fully involved in assisting in the surgical process.

   “Please open the tank.”     This is the first step of the operation.

Mentos couldn't guarantee that Lan En would have the willpower to complete the complicated action of "opening the can" when he ripped open his own chest alive.

 Hence it must be done in advance.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

The palm of your hand slowly unscrewed the luxurious bottle cap engraved with squiggles, but during the movement, it suddenly made a strange sound like ice.

 Maoyan Gujing Wubo in a meditative state.

 “Mentos, it was not an illusion just now.”

“The phenomenon has been analyzed and reported to the main body: the bottle cap does have a weak icing effect, but the ambient temperature has not changed.”

“The situation is unknown. Do you want to continue the surgery?”

 It will freeze even if the temperature does not change.

Even a warlock would feel paralyzed by this outrageous phenomenon!

 But Lan En just looked at the jar in his hand and put the scalpel on his bare chest.

 Mentos only briefly left the assistance state at this moment.

 “Lan En.”

The tone of the biological brain is no longer stern rejection.

It knows what kind of determination the subject has, and it also knows that during this journey, it has never really experienced one!

 Even once! Successfully pull the subject onto the path he thinks is right!

 The decision made by a human being out of his own consciousness and belief is not something that a biological brain can control.

 So at this moment, Mentos just asked in a stronger tone: "Are you sure about the operation progress?"

 Lan did not respond.

 Because the tool has started to press down.

Skin, subcutaneous fat, muscles, and the tissues blocking the chest were peeled off layer by layer by the owner of the body!

 The body was tensing, and the pain even made Lan En's body tense up to the point where his muscles were congested!

Under the meditative movements that should be still and comfortable, every muscle strip of the demon hunter is now tumbling to hold up the skin!

Lan didn’t shout, because there was no mute magic here, so he couldn’t shout.

 Just gritted his teeth with a calm expression and continued to cut!

Mentos projects a mirrored version of the subject’s anatomical structure on the retina and reflects the surgical status in real time.

“If you accidentally touch a blood vessel, the bleeding will worsen. Please take the magic potion [Swallow].”

The orange-red potion slid into the throat, and through the created chest opening, one could even see the muscles moving to assist the esophagus in swallowing.

 Because there was only the primary [Swallow] formula, Lan En had to drink three bottles to ensure the hemostasis effect.

 A large amount of toxins climb up the cheeks along the blood vessels and accumulate in the eye sockets. The pain of the potion itself simply didn't matter at this point.

 The effect of continuous recovery of injuries allows blood vessels to heal, and now the bleeding caused by the operation is so small that it does not even resemble a chest opening.

But at the same time, Lane had to cut those fast-growing openings again.

 Finally, when the painful cold sweat had accumulated in a pool under his body, the surgical knife scratched his ribs.

 Lan En's cat eyes narrowed slightly and began to expand the part in contact with the bones.

 Although the sarcoma is large, the flesh is elastic.

 The moment Lan En took it out of the jar, the gene seed seemed like a living thing.

　　It actually started to twitch the blood vessels around it like bacteria dancing with flagella!

 Out of the preservation environment, its activity is plummeting!

I don’t know why, but Lan En felt this inexplicably.

The surgical plan that Mentos and Lane worked out together did not include a sternotomy, because they could push the sarcoma directly through the gap in the ribs.

Although Lan En didn’t know whether the sarcoma would be damaged by this, since it was an enhanced organ of some kind of super soldier, it would be a conservative estimate.

Should it be okay to at least take one punch?

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 (End of this chapter)