Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 113 112. The Growth of Skills
Lan En flipped into the wall lightly.

The sound of falling on the lawn was as soft as a cat landing, and there was no shaking and crashing of metal armor.

Lan En took off the plate armor parts of his armor before entering.

The whole person seems to have returned to the state when he first came to Auriden, the main body of the mail armor is covered with cotton armor.

This time was different from the crappy infiltration in the Velen camp before.

The enemy is not on the shore with the sound of the waves and the strong smell of the sea.

As far as the defense force itself is concerned, they are not a group of armed mobs.

It is a group of elite fighters who have undergone rigorous training and actual combat.

The situation that Lan En faced was undoubtedly countless times more dangerous than the camp battle in Waylon.

But Lan En's growth during this period is definitely more exaggerated than the changes in the situation!

On the corner of the retina, two figures are shining slightly.

[Sneak] Proficiency -9%
[Assassination] Proficiency -6%
These two skills are equivalent to receiving personal teaching from the Emperor's Children warriors after several days and nights of memory deep diving.

Those excellent fighters who are almost perfect, their legion itself is not the type that is good at stealth assassination.

However, as a legion that upholds the "perfect" combat concept, it is possible not to be proficient in a combat skill, but it is absolutely impossible to understand it at all.

Therefore, on the full names of these two skills of Lan En, in fact, two long and gorgeous, ancient European aristocratic names should be added to the prefix.

That was the name of the Emperor's Children warrior from which the skill originated.

The proficiency of these two skills is no longer based on mortals, but on the group of god warriors!

9% and 6%, it means that besides the basic quality, Lan En has reached the level of a son of the emperor, a god warrior who has fought bloody battles with various interstellar races in the boundless star sea for a hundred years, close to [-]% level!

Like an ethereal shadow.

In the brightly lit luxurious manor, Lan En could detect the dark corners between the flames with a quick glance.

And that's where he ideally ends up.

A patrol of guards patrols the cobbled lanes of the estate.

A halberd soldier, two sword and shield soldiers, a crossbowman, and a hound.

This is the standard configuration of the patrol team on the estate.

Like this team, Lan Enguang can find more than ten teams just by listening.

Throughout the night, this manor would be swept over and over again by the guards with the attitude of sweeping a hole in a plow court.

Lan was standing in the darkness not ten paces away from them.

The vision of ordinary humans cannot penetrate the dark, and the nose of a hound is not a problem.

When Lan En drank the potion, he deliberately sprinkled a little on the cotton armor.

The smell of the potion is strong enough to mask its own smell.

And because the raw materials of the witcher's potion are all natural ingredients, the hound will not smell like an ordinary magic potion and show discomfort because of the magic power in it.

After watching the patrol team walk away in peace, Lan En continued to move forward.

His main purpose here was the Count himself.

If they startled the snake, then Lan En did not believe that such a high-ranking and powerful person would have no way out in the well-managed manor.

Lan En couldn't identify the Earl's personal information, so it would be unwise to rush into the main building of the manor.

But his mind turned quickly.

The shimmering cat's eyes search for messy footprints on the ground, and the nose catches pheromones in the air.

Soon, in the demon hunter's integrated field of vision, he recognized the trail of a scent.

"The messy smell is different from the guards' general smell of sweat, foot odor, leather, blood, feces, vomit, and dirty clothes that have not been changed for a long time."

Lane muttered to himself.

The demon hunter's extraordinary senses are not always effective, at least Lan En can't make fine distinctions from these messy smells.

Maybe by the time the Space Marine's augmentation surgery is done, he'll be able to do it.But with the strength of a witcher alone, this is the limit.

But the use of power requires brains.

He didn't need to be fine-tuned in this matter.

As long as you grasp the group characteristics of the kidnapped and imprisoned children, and then distinguish them from the group characteristics of the people in the manor, you can recognize them.

A count who is so powerful and powerful, whether it is a guard or a servant, will not make them incontinent and vomit everywhere, right?

To a nobleman, dignity is more important than life.

A servant can lose his master's property and continue to work, but if he loses his master's face, he must die.

Migrating in a dark corner, Lan En gradually approached the main building of the manor.

It was a three-story building with a large area.

The solid stone and wooden beam structure is obviously different from the brick buildings of the common people outside the manor.

This architectural style is simply in accordance with the castle!
Only the top of the building was paved with orange-red tiles consistent with the buildings outside the manor.

It seems to want to make this place less obtrusive from the condescending perspective of the palace.

The earl and the king are now merely politically at odds.

However, it is expected that if the pro-Nifgaardian forces in Temeria continue to grow, it is hard to say whether the earl will be able to maintain the conflict at the level of "political disagreement".

Lane touched the heel of the fort.

"The smell ends here. A wall?"

Whether it's messy footprints or smells with group characteristics, they are all stopped abruptly in front of this wall.

The rich experience of watching famous detectives made Lan En sure that this was a mechanism wall.

"Look at the signs of wear and tear on the organ wall."

A pair of cat eyes narrowed slightly, looking around on the wall.Finally, on an ordinary wall brick, Lan En found signs of wear that were different from wind and rain erosion.

This brick is often touched by people.

With a light touch, the masonry will sink in.

A large stone wall was opened, revealing a dark hole.

This should have been something to be happy about, because Lan En had found the place where the other party hid the child's slave.

He was only a few steps away from rescuing these poor people.

But Lan couldn't laugh.

Facing a goal that he has been working hard for a long time and is almost on the verge of being achieved, he can't help but laugh.

Because just standing in this deep hole, he heard some voices.

Some voices with absolutely no good news.

Lan En stood at the entrance of the cave with his head bowed.After a long time, he took a deep breath and walked down.

He already had a rough idea of ​​what he was going to see in this place.

And he is also mentally prepared.

The rest is to face.

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(End of this chapter)