Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 67 67. Processing

 In fact, there was no need for Philip's cavalry to help at all. White came over by himself.

 This is the base camp of slave traders, and every cavalryman knows it.

 Here, adults may be a threat, but children are just cargo.

 So when White was anxiously looking for Lan in the camp, the soldiers who were cutting off heads did not do anything to him.

 This group of people are old veterans. They are cunning, cunning, ferocious, and cunning, but at least they are an official force and have an official identity.

They do not engage in such derogatory activities as human traffickers and child killing.

 So even though White looked at the corpses on the ground and his steps were shaky and he was about to vomit, he still successfully arrived at the port in the night.

　　Phillip’s torch marked the location of the two of them, and the little boy ran over quickly.

 “Hey! Lan En!”

He shouted excitedly. The boy had been trying to make Lan En run away quickly.

 Because he couldn't imagine that anyone could defeat the entire camp's enemies by himself.

 But now, he saw it all with his own eyes.

The child's excitement was pure, the fear of being imprisoned and walking over corpses gone.

At this time, Lan En was very lucky that White was a boy and would not rush over to hug him like a girl. At most, he would just stand in front of him and jump up and down excitedly.

because

 A drop of nosebleed flowed out and hit the sand, making a slight corrosive sound.

 Now, even a drop of his blood would be extremely poisonous to an ordinary strong man.

White quickly rushed to Lan En, jumping up and down to express his surprise.

“You did it, Lan! You really defeated an entire camp of bad guys! I bet there were a hundred of them in this camp! No, two hundred!”

Lan En smiled at this, and his legs began to weaken. After the fierce battle, the temporary body strengthening provided by [Thunder] could no longer keep up with the damage of the toxins to the body.

 The heavily armored body suddenly collapsed on the beach.

 It frightened both Philip and White.

The boy's chatter of surprise stopped, and he and Philip hurried forward to help Lan En up.

However, the demon hunter raised his hand to stop him.

 He really can’t have contact with ordinary people now.

Hitting his hand under his nose, the studded leather gloves that were already stained with blood suddenly had a dark blood stain.

 Under the erosion of toxins, every bone aches and every muscle is stretched.

 But Lan En still laughed heartily when he looked at White's big head.

He was rescued.

 In response to Mrs. Downer's instructions and her own guilt, she has completed them beautifully.

I saved a family. The mistress of this family remained brave and optimistic in the face of life. The youngest son of this family still wanted to let others escape even at the last moment.

　　I am so awesome.

 “No need to come over, I’m just relieved.”

　　Phillip and White were a little at a loss as they looked at Lan En's smile as he collapsed on the ground.

 The witcher talks to his own mind in his mind.

 “That’s when I became convinced, Mentos.”

"What?"

 “I have the ability to live according to my own wishes in this world.”

The young demon hunter's tone was filled with a sense of confidence and optimism.

 In this **** dark night, it is like a bright sun.

 “This world can’t stop me!”

Mentos was slightly silent.

Just like Lan En's tone, in the mood curve chart, the subject's mood began to calm down after a long absence.

 “You’re happy, sir. That’s a good thing, but with all due respect”

 The voice of the intelligent voice becomes emotionless.

“If you don’t fill your stomach with the bottle of primary [white honey] in the alchemical leather bag, there will be no need to stop a corpse in this world.”

ˆ “.”

Lan En rummaged through the alchemical leather bag and finally found a bottle of milky white potion.

　　【White honey】, an autologous antidote prepared by witchers to deal with the toxicity of magic potions.

 Hurryly pouring it into his mouth, the blackness on Lan En's face and eyeballs began to fade.

 But until the efficacy of [White Honey] is fully exerted, the black color will not fade away. Compared to the enhanced levels of [Thunder] and [Blizzard], the primary [White Honey] does not seem to be powerful enough.

White kept looking at Lan En nervously, watching him pour the potion, and then he relaxed after his face looked obviously better.

Philip's expression was very similar to his. When he breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body trembled.

 “Man, you look like a dead man. Is that really okay?”

 Lan En sat on the ground and patted his forehead helplessly with the palm of his hand.

"There seems to be something wrong. If I want to metabolize the toxins by myself, it will take half a month to heal the body that has been eroded by the toxins. At least one month to recover from the injury, it will take close to two months!"

 “It seems that the demon hunter’s bowl of rice is really not good to eat.”

 Philip scratched his head when he said it, and also sighed with emotion.

 But Lan En's eyes glanced at a piece of wooden cages by the beach, and he had an idea in his mind.

“Sergeant, what will you do with these victims?”

 “Just call me Philip.” Philip said nonchalantly.

"We'll take them back to the crow's nest, and then Sir will most likely give a speech, put up notices, etc. You know he won't miss this opportunity to increase his prestige. And then send them home."

“Okay, this itinerary is reasonable.”

 Lan En turned to White and smiled.

"Just follow this schedule, White. Mrs. Donner is waiting for you at home, and I have to deal with my troubles."

 Lan pointed to the black poison remaining on his face.

White was hesitant at first, but when Mrs. Donner was mentioned, the little boy became obedient.

“Philip, please give me a letter when the boy comes home safely, and send it to Gos Willen’s blacksmith shop, where I have made two friends.”

 “No problem, man. It’s easy.”

"Also, you may not know. There is a big shot in this wooden cage. You have to send her away before you can repay Veserad. Her injuries are not optimistic."

 “Hey, big shot? How big is he?”

Philipp has no intention of rejecting Lan En's proposal. Even if the person is a civilian, he will send him away in advance as long as Lan En opens his mouth. But he still said something stubborn out of habit.

Lan En just looked at him with a half-smile.

“Headmaster of the Academy of Arethusa.”

 “Ahem!”

Philip covered his chest with the hand that wasn't holding the torch, and it took him a while to recover.

　　"York! Where did you die! Prepare your horse! Hurry and prepare your horse! Didn't you see the wounded? To make a simple stretcher, it must be strong and soft, do you hear me!"

After communicating peacefully with his halberdiers not far away, Philip hurriedly helped Lan En up.

"Okay, man. I understand what's going on. You took the lead in destroying the entire camp, which makes people owe you a big debt. Your little problem will be solved by the sorceress of Arethusa with just one breath. enough."

 “I’d like to lend you some good advice.” Lan En stood weakly.

 What he wanted to exchange for this favor was not just the removal of toxins.

Just as the two were about to walk along the prison area to the prison where Margarita was located, White, who was walking slowly on the port, let out a surprise shout.

 “Aliya! You were not taken away!”

Under the dim moonlight, an exhausted child climbed onto the shore from the sea.

 Lying on his back on the beach, unwilling to move for a moment.

 In Lan En's opinion, it should be a friend that White met when he was imprisoned.

  Tell me what happened today.

In the early hours of the morning, I was suddenly informed that a cousin had passed away.

Very suddenly.

He is a man in his thirties, strong, does not smoke or drink, and works as an English tutoring class.

No need to socialize, no need to work overtime.

I just like to stay up late playing games and looking at my phone.

Then at three o'clock in the morning, he suffered heart failure. The ambulance could not reach the hospital at all. He was rescued on the spot for an hour and pronounced dead.

According to the rules, if something happens to juniors like us, we will be suspended for three days. During these three days, I will save my manuscripts to support myself. This may affect the explosive updates after it is released, but there is no way. You must watch it for these three days.

It’s the first time I’ve met someone of my generation who has passed away, and I’m a little confused now.

I really can’t watch the scene where the white-haired person gives the black-haired person a gift.

 (End of this chapter)