Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 809 791. Physiological problems

 After explaining the most important things, it was easy to eat this simple meal.

Lambert doesn't seem to be able to deal with Vesemir very much, or his mouth, which is used to spitting out mocking and sarcastic tones, doesn't seem to deal with anyone.

It’s just that, even so, he still feels very comfortable in this castle.

 Made Lan En feel that he was a bit like the most annoying little brother in the family. Although he was annoying, the family was still family.

 Hiri was trained very well during this period.

She now takes small amounts of the cave fungus that the witcher ate before the mutation, as well as special herbal juices.

These can indeed make a girl healthy and make her muscles strong. Herbal medicines can ensure an ideal metabolic rate and accelerate development.

 But Lan En has doubts about this seemingly harmless thing because of his biological knowledge.

 It’s not that there is a problem with the herbal medicine of the Wolf School, which has the most systematic knowledge inheritance, but that it is questioning whether these things are really suitable for use on Ciri.

“These things are indeed good, but combined with the high-intensity training of the Witcher, I am afraid that the muscle tissue in her body will grow abnormally, and eventually..."

Lan En spoke as vaguely as possible at the dinner table.

 “Oh my god,” Lan En sighed almost in a low voice.

"Spare them, Lan En." Berengar glanced at the three people beside him and snorted coldly.

“Let me guess, when she gets older, are you still going to make progress according to the boy’s training intensity?”

"What did you say?"

Lan En looked at the embarrassed and shocked expressions of this group of big men, and he himself was shocked.

"No. Do you think I'm a pedophile? I'm not one of those maggots in the pit!"

Lan En's eyes first looked at Geralt. He saw fear, regret, confusion, and a look of concern and confusion from the white wolf's face.

Facing Geralt’s scolding, Lambert shrank his head in embarrassment.

With a ‘pop’ sound, Lan En slapped his forehead fiercely.

 “Where are you looking?”

Lambert looked up and down Ciri's small body with a ghostly look.

 Then he turned to Vesemir and Lambert. The expressions of these two people were also ashamed and scared.

“You haven’t considered this issue?”

“If it comes to that, she may blame you in the future, do you understand?”

“You’re just going to raise a little girl like this! You don’t know what ‘menstrual period’ means, do you?”

Lann's rhetorical question did not change the expressions of the three Wolf School demon hunters, but only made their expressions deeper.

"Even if you don't have the intention to make any deeper changes to her, some of her maternal characteristics may be trained to the point of deformity and cessation of development."

 “How could the witcher know about these little girls?”

　　Immediately, Geralt threw a piece of bread at him and hit him in the head.

Xili was sitting next to the flannel ball, looking at everyone at the dinner table with confusion.

“We will only find those women who have matured physically in bathhouses, hotels, or simply brothels to vent our energy. But we never care about the care those mature women need when they grow to this stage.”

 In fact, in this era, it is estimated that no man who visits a brothel will understand this.

 “Do you have any other suggestions, Lan?”

Geralt asked awkwardly.

Lan En also opened his mouth, but couldn't say one, two, three.

 Because he only knows that this happens to women as they grow up, but he doesn’t know exactly what to do.

"You should really find a woman to help you, Geralt." Lan En could only say this.

"Without a woman by your side, you will break Ciri's body. I remember you know a sorceress? Can you bring someone to help?"

 Actually, if you just want to take care of a girl, then an ordinary woman is enough.

But Lan En and Berengar knew that Ciri still had ancient blood that was obviously supernatural, and the growth of this blood was likely to be different from that of ordinary girls.

 So to be on the safe side, it’s best to find a sorceress directly.

White Wolf covered his head when he heard this.

 “Ah Yennefer!”

Lambert, as if he was not too concerned about the excitement, shouted a name in a long voice.

“There’s no way to go, White Wolf! For our ‘Miss Destiny’, even though you are still in the cold war, even though you two hurt each other badly last time, you... ugh!"

Before he finished speaking, Geralt smashed another piece of bread over. But this time, Lambert, who didn't feel guilty at all, bit the bread into his mouth and talked while eating.

 “But you have to call the sorceress over now!”

 “Yennefer?” Lan En also tasted the name for a while and seemed to still have some impression.

Mentos then mobilized its own database and placed a picture on the subject.

The woman in the picture is full of charm, with thick and dark long wavy hair, a mature and charming figure and face, violet pupils, and a silk neckband dotted with star-shaped obsidian around her neck.

“Oh, I remember this name. Is it the sorceress I rescued on Mount Solo?”

 “Wait! Ye went to Soden Mountain at that time?!”

Following Lan En's sigh of realization, Geralt suddenly raised his head and looked at him and asked in shock.

And Lan En's expression was even more shocked than him.

“Yennefer didn’t even tell you such a fatal thing?”

“You two are really bragging, right?”

 So for the rest of the meal, Geralt became restless and preoccupied.

 It is in line with Lan En's evaluation of him as "cold on the surface, but actually full of inner drama and sultry".

In the end, Vesemir even embarrassedly asked Lan En if he could find a sorceress to come over. After all, his reputation was always related to the sorceress's Aretuza Academy in the process of spreading. .

Those bards who make a living and profit by attracting attention have already guided his image in the direction of "very daydream" in rounds of covers.

 No problem, people just like to hear this, the more they talk, the more they earn. It’s the market’s choice.

Lan En also had a speechless expression.

"The people I can find to help are Dean Aretuza, the former Dean and one of the five members of the current Wizarding Council, and the Magical Advisor of the Temerian Royal Family. Which one do you want?"

 They won’t want any of them.

 In fact, Lan En is also very clear about the psychology of the people of the Wolf School.

 If it was really just a favor, then they would treat it as a debt and would pay it back in the future.

 But if the help is really too great, they will refuse.

 It is a very simple mentality.

“Okay, next I will personally adjust Xili’s learning progress to ensure that her body will not go wrong in the process and produce some changes that everyone will regret in the future.”

Lan En could only say this in the end.

"But you really need to find a sorceress here. I can train her, but I don't know what to do during the menstrual period! At most, I just know to drink more hot water."

 (End of this chapter)