Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 828 810. Departure

 But the strong momentum does not affect the character of Qilin itself.

Lambert and Geralt were still waiting under the dark clouds before. They had never seen Qilin and their scalps were almost numb.

 But when this noble horse really appeared on the top of the city, chewing acorns in its mouth, it was as calm and comfortable as a feeding capybara.

  Qilin's movements more than doubled the power brought by its racial talent.

Lan En went over to Qilin and touched it.

 Confirm that this guy has not provoked those unknown powerful creatures in the Blue Mountains, nor has he been affected by curses or magic.

“So you’ve been running around these past few days? Didn’t do anything?”

Lann's left hand exudes a cold white magical aura. The variant of the [Yaxsi Sign] he heard from the Griffin School is building a bridge of communication between humans and ancient dragons.

“There are a lot of delicious food. The more we visit, the more we get. There are also fun places I haven’t seen before. If it’s not fun, I’ll run away.”

Qilin tilted his head and looked at Lan En. Simple sentences passed through my thoughts.

 In this process, Lan En also initially had the idea of ​​using [Arzu Double Cross].

 Lan can only complete the recording with Mentos after deciphering everything.

The elegance of her temperament even made Xili’s eyes gleam as she watched from below.

His ability was not defeated by Arzu’s wisdom after all.

Alright, Qilin originally traveled with Lan En because he wanted to teach the Golden Lion a lesson in the future. As a result, after arriving at a novel place, my mood was high for a few days, and then I started eating, drinking and having fun.

The lofty words were loud and loud. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was lying on the bed. Lan En almost thought that he had raised a college student.

Of course, its appearance is as noble, proud and cold as ever.

  Just wait for a few trials to fine-tune and confirm your conjecture.

The unicorn's breath sprayed onto Lan En's face through its large moist nostrils, and the witcher had to push its pale horns with his hand to push its head away.

Qilin nodded indifferently. It just wanted to play and didn't want to cause trouble.

It seems that it has not seen the "ruthless people" in this world in the Blue Mountains, but because it didn't want to fight, it used its [Lightning Flash] to run away.

 No idea, Lan En has a headache now, how to stimulate this guy's fighting spirit.

How to use alchemy to reproduce the part of the [Double Cross] spell that you need? The entire ritual and steps have taken shape in Lan En's mind.

Perhaps let the golden lion give it a beating again?

“I’ll be leaving in a few days, please don’t cause any trouble during this period.”

 The check on the condition of his mount was quickly over.

Lan En shook his head, and finally could only say helplessly.

After some time passed, Lan En finally memorized all the knowledge in the basement.

 Secret words and code words emerge in endlessly.

 In order to prevent these secret words from being involved in some phenomena that can only be observed in Kaer Morhen, I was left completely confused after leaving.

Logically speaking, with a biological brain, he should have a photographic memory.

Lan En pursed his lips and subconsciously wiped the side of his face that had been sprayed by Qilin's breath.

 But when those magicians recorded knowledge, they were really afraid that others would understand it.

 Such experimental conditions are certainly not available in Kaer Morhen.

 So after everything was ready, Lan En once again used his ring to call Qilin.

On this day, everyone in Kaer Mohan came out to see him off, except Berengar who was out hunting. This guy has met Lan En too many times, so he is basically indifferent to this scene.

Between the two mountains in the distance, the dark thunderclouds crowded out all other clouds and mist again, rushing toward the sky of Kaer Morhen. Vesemir was amazed by the very oppressive scene, while Geralt and Lambert still frowned.

Even if they have seen Qilin and know that the noble horse is not hostile, the demon hunters' sense of crisis is not easily controlled by their own subjective control.

 “Damn it.” Lambert’s foul-mouthed performance was steady. And the corners of his mouth twitched. "I kind of believe those stories are true now."

 “What story?” Lan En crossed his arms next to him and looked at Lambert as if he were watching a show.

“Those exaggerated battlefield legends, and the words of bards. To be honest, you are almost described as a demigod on earth.”

 “I hadn’t met Qilin at that time.”

"Whether you have met it or not, those bards can take off their pants and slap their butts on the spot to make money. Why do they care about making up random things? There are many plots they create that are much more exaggerated than this horse."

Lambert said with a shrug.

Geralt next to him looked strange, opening his mouth and then closing it again.

 Looks like he is hesitant to speak.

He happened to have a bard as a friend, and it was Dandelion, the poet of great reputation.

Out of obligation to his friends, he subconsciously felt that he should make some clarifications.

But when he thought of his friend, his usual outrageous and dissolute love history, and his unconventional behavior, it seemed that he had nothing to refute.

This time Qilin entered the interior of Kaer Morhen. It jumped lightly from the city wall, like an elf with electric light.

 ‘Lan, they look like they’re afraid of me. ’

Qilin let out a small breath from his nostrils and shook the mane on his neck.

　　‘This is the first time we have met. ’ Lan En stepped forward and touched Qilin’s head, communicating with it. "Is it normal to be afraid of ancient dragons? Even in your hometown."

Qilin shook his head indifferently. In fact, he didn’t really care about the attitude of other ‘little people’.

However, at Lan En's request, it regained its electric light from its wild state and connected with the external natural environment.

 The thunderclouds that suddenly appeared in the sky dissipated under the deliberate control of Qilin, and Kaer Morhen suddenly cleared up again.

Lan En took out the magic harness from the alchemy leather bag and prepared to put it on Qilin again.

 “I’m here to help!”

Lambert rubbed his hands and walked over.

 It seems that he is more curious than helpful.

Geralt looked at the man who seemed taciturn, but he also came over quietly.

Although harnessing a horse is indeed a troublesome task, Lann's size and strength are very suitable for this kind of activity.

But since someone is helping, even if he wants to satisfy his curiosity, Lan En has no reason to refuse.

So Geralt and Lambert helped hang Lan En's harness on Qilin's body.

Lambert dragged the wide and large silk rune cloth, and his gentle and careful hand felt like touching a woman's skin.

 “Meritelli”

He said in a shaky voice.

“This piece of rune cloth is enough for me to work for two years! This feel, this craftsmanship”

 (End of this chapter)