Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 949 Chapter 931. Alabaster Summoning

Based on Lan En’s current physique: He was two and a half meters tall, and his muscle latitude and limb length matched his height. He was not tall or thin.

 But perfect strength and agility, perfect proportion.

 With this kind of physique, he hadn't felt what it felt like to be embraced inclusively for a long time.

His muscles and frame are so strong that ordinary people don't even have the courage to stand close to him.

 Margarita's hug could only barely wrap around his relatively thin, smooth waist.

But Rosalia was different, although Lan En speculated that her soul was damaged, causing her body to be affected by the characteristics of life in this world.

 But she is still a woman with a larger figure than Lan En.

 While hugging, Lan En could feel like a child, being held in a maternal hug.

But at this time, there was no room for the birth of any charming thoughts in the witcher's mind.

 Because this is a grateful hug from a mother after seeing the hope of healing for her child.

Not to mention the situation just now, the flannel ball felt the sadness filling the air, and the little triangular ears drooped.

 She will start saving her children.

 There is no room for anyone else to interfere.

Then the witcher retreated, while Rosalia held the crystal bell carrying hope in one hand, and emitted a gentle and bright golden light in the other.

 This will be a long process and a huge miracle.

 “Thank you. Thank you, noble knight.”

 “There is hope, they will be fine.”

After coming out, the flannel ball cheered softly.

 But then, Lan En patted the goddess's shoulders and back with his hands gently and comfortingly.

 Elu is a warm and kind-hearted cat who feels happy even when helping others without self-interest.

Now, those furry ears stood up again in full vigor.

 Finally, the goddess gently kissed the side of Lan En's face while raising her head. It’s a thank you and a blessing.

The goddess nodded heavily on Lan En's shoulder.

"But the gods are all very tall, meow. In front of the gods, Lan En looks like an ordinary person. Ordinary people are simply dwarves."

 The lively flannel ball spoke nonsensically.

 It is not mixed with anything else.

Lan and Fluffy Ball walked out first, while Leonard was responsible for closing the door to Rosalia's bedroom behind.

Even Lan En, although he has outstanding attainments in biochemistry and alchemy, does not know the souls in this world that are obviously different from other worlds, as well as the body structure of the gods.

 Lan whispered softly into Rosalia's ear.

So Lan En only stiffened up at the beginning of the hug, with his hands raised by his sides, neither letting them go nor letting them go.

 “Woohoo!”

Lan responded with a calm smile, but Leonard

"Humans just call themselves "dwarfs" in the gods' books. Haven't you read the book, kitten?"

  The goddess knight leaned back on his usual position, the side doorframe of the door to the goddess's bedroom.

 I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Lan En always feels that this guy has very complicated emotions towards him now.

 A little grateful, and a little bit resentful?

Lan En really doesn’t understand the thoughts of religious believers very well.

 After all, he is a pure materialist.

But after hearing this, the flannel ball immediately put his paws on his hips and bared his teeth at Leonard.

 Ever since the two of them choked each other last time, it seems that they haven't been dealing with each other very much.

“You don’t have to worry about it, meow! Isn’t it strange that the cat hasn’t read a book?”

So Leonard was choked by the fluff ball's natural rhetorical question.

Although he couldn't see his face under the silver mask, Lan En felt that it must be distorted.

Bent down and patted the flannel ball on the head, which calmed El Cat's mood.

 Then Lan En stood next to Leonard, also leaning against the wall.

“I see why there are only maggots left here? Where are the warriors?”

The witcher asked in a low voice.

At this moment, it was Leonard who spoke openly.

 “Nothing unexpected happened, so don’t be so careful.”

"Most of the hired warriors were frightened by the time Eldridge woke up. They left when they should and slipped away when they needed to. There is nothing to be sorry for, and they are not trustworthy people in the first place."

“Of course, I don’t care how far you can go out in this world safely.”

They probably won’t even be able to get out of the undead cemetery outside the Netherworld Church.

Lan listened to Leonard's calm and sarcastic tone and cursed secretly. Just now when he was riding Qilin through the Undead Cemetery, he saw a lot of scattered equipment inside, such as the Astra Sword, a very recognizable weapon. Although he was new here, he could still easily recognize it.

It is a long and slender sword that is like a bladed iron rod mounted on the hilt, focusing on thrust attack performance.

"I know what you're actually asking, Lan."

As Leonard spoke, he glanced at the demon hunter beside him with his eyes under the silver mask.

“You have completed your task, so you want us to fulfill our promise, right? Don’t be so careful, I said it before: the trust between us is precious, and we will not waste it.”

"In the crusade against Eldridge, we agreed to help each other. Of course the knights of the Reborn Mother will lend a helping hand. Take it."

 The goddess knight dug out the many lining pockets of his leather trench coat and handed something to the witcher beside him.

Lan En took it and looked at it.

It is a transparent stone tied with yellowish white cloth.

 The reason why it is called ‘transparent stone’ rather than ‘white crystal’ is because the texture of this thing is not hard and it is not a crystal. It feels a bit like chalk or crayon when pinched.

Lan En raised the transparent stone in his hand and looked at Leonard with questioning eyes.

This move drew a sneer from the other party.

"You really are a knight from some remote country. This is [White Marked Wax Stone]. Use it to write a specific emblem on the ground, and specific people can see it, and the soul can be sent to the writer to help .”

 “This is my emblem, remember it.”

With that said, Leonard took the white marking wax stone from Lan En's hand, wrote a string of luminous characters on the ground, and then erased it.

 Then he threw the white marker wax stone back to Lan.

"It's not just me. There are also a few good ones among the hired warriors. Now I'm sending them to various parts of this church to take charge of defense work. I'll give you their marks later and wait for you. Just call us before you find Eldridge and start fighting."

“But, hey, how many people can respond to you at that time depends on your own connections. After all, you are going to defeat King Xin.”

 Leonard smiled maliciously.

Lan En shrugged indifferently: "You and Klimt must help me anyway, right?"

Leonard’s sinister smile was suddenly choked back. Lan En was indeed right. Even if no one else dared to fight a salary king, he and Klimt, as representatives of the angel faith, would definitely go there to help.

What's more, the witcher also helped the goddess find and save the child. Whenever he opened his mouth, the goddess would probably order them to help.

grass!

Thinking about this, Leonard felt even more unhappy.

Without saying a word, he turned around and walked away from Lan En, not even leaving his usual place.

 Lan En may not have realized how much damage he had done to Leonard's mind by unintentionally using the Bear School's 'knowing blow' feature.

 He was still wondering why Leonard turned around and left. Not much information or anything else, but more summoning emblems as promised.

There is no choice, Lan En can only ask it himself.

The witcher first found a group of maggots guarding outside the goddess's dormitory and asked where the soldiers who were defending the church were. Then he searched room by room.

 “This is our emblem.”

 In a church room, Lan found what Leonard said was "a few other good" warriors.

One was the Needle Knight whom he had seen when Eldridge attacked the goddess. His armor was covered with spikes, and even his shield and sword were spiked.

 The other one is a newcomer wearing a strange high hat like a mushroom cap and wearing yellow clothes with his face covered.

 The Needle Knight finished drawing a string of characters on the ground, and then erased them after making sure Lan En remembered them.

 He seems much kinder than Leonard.

 “Thank you for your help.” Lan En thanked the two of them first, and then continued to ask. "Do you know Eldridge's possible movements?"

 Just having combat effectiveness is useless if you can’t find the target.

The Needle Knight’s name is Kirk, and he seems to be very knowledgeable. Even some of the rumors from the mythical age are as if he has seen them with his own eyes.

When Lan En came over just now, he heard him telling a story to the man in yellow next to him.

The tone of voice was plain and real, as if he had really seen the scene in the mythical age.

 That's why Lan En wanted to consult him.

Kirk has obviously lived up to Lan's expectations.

“Eldridge’s real hometown is Irushil in the Cold Valley, the New Divine City.”

 He ​​seemed to be speaking of some common sense that everyone knew, muttering secrets about a salary king from the helmet covered with barbs.

"It is precisely because his hometown is Irushil that Othroais sent him there to serve. On behalf of Lothrik, he studied the fire of sin deep underground with Irushil. "

"But there are probably no mortals who can satisfy his strong appetite now. There are quite a few divine bloodlines in the Cold Valley."

"If you want to go to Irushil, you have to go to the coffin that Eldridge left in the church and find a small doll. That is the certificate for passing the barrier of the city of God."

 After finishing speaking, Kirk gave Lan En a brief introduction to the location and route of Cold Lie Valley.

"Thanks."

 The witcher nodded and thanked him again.

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