Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 150 149. The Secret of the Death of the Former Prime Minister
In hand-to-hand confrontation, a large number of people is an advantage factor that cannot be ignored.

However, if a group of ordinary people are fighting against it, they can pinch a person's head and lift him off the ground with just one hand.

There are not many guys who can make people's legs off the ground with just a kick like walking onto a fastened lunge without retracting their legs to store energy, and there are really no "number advantage".

These people don't have long swords on them, at most they have daggers and wooden sticks.

Lan En smashed the guys with the daggers to the ground immediately.

With the strength of these people, and the limited space to use it by the alley, hitting his armor with a wooden stick couldn't even make him shake.

Only the wooden stick aimed at his head can distract him from dealing with it.

Lan En's big hand had already completely wrapped the fist of the leader of the group, but he only slightly pressed down on his wrist. Under the extreme pressure of the twisted angle of the human body joints, the leader of the gangster had to kneel on the ground wailing.

A whistling sound came from behind his head.

Lan En didn't even turn his eyes. He pulled back his free hand, and he just held the striking end of a wooden stick in his hand.

With a twist of the palm, the wooden stick has been pulled out of the holder's palm with flesh.

With a slight flick from bottom to top, the guy behind him who wanted to sneak attack widened his eyes, covered the vitals of his lower body and knelt down slowly.

Finally, it bent like a lobster on the ground, throbbing in pain.

"Hey Lan, I just heard the sound of an egg breaking!"

Aliya gasped and shouted at Lan En at the exit of the alley.

Lan En taught her a lesson without looking back.

"Little girl's family! You should know what you hear and don't say it!"

After all, the demon hunter looked at the gangster leader kneeling in front of him with cat eyes, and smiled apologetically.

"Dude, look at the situation. I have a little girl here, and I really don't want to make the scene ugly and bad for the children. Just do yourself a favor, and you know that you are not a tough guy , otherwise we wouldn’t be a bastard, right? If you have anything to say, we’ll save trouble.”

The knelt gangster's eyes were already bloodshot from the pain caused by the joints, and he looked vicious and irritable.

But before his swear words came out, Lan En had already picked out the little finger from his fist, and then snapped it up.

"I'll go to you!"

"Crack!"

The sound of knuckles snapping was crisp.

The leader of a gangster, he was so vicious in his life, how could there be evil ghosts and water ghosts?
In Lan En's view, this ferocity was less threatening than a fishbone in a soup bowl.

"Xiu, Xiufu!"

The man who was still stubborn just now, facing Lan En's calm eyes as if repairing a toy, couldn't wait to spit out a name.

And after Lan En slightly loosened the severed finger, he talked like a cannonball, for fear that if he took a step too late, he would put another finger on it.

"Sir Hugh! He was knighted by King Robert not long ago! He used to be the former Prime Minister's squire! Now he doesn't know where he got a lot of money. This kid is obsessed with his knighthood. In order to let When everyone sees his identity, he is definitely willing to spend a lot of money to buy that good sword on your back!"

Lan En nodded slightly, indicating that the leader of the gangsters is doing well.

"It's not uncommon for a guy to be dazzled by the honor and status he craves. But you said before, he also collects all kinds of weird objects? What are they? Why?"

"It was his interest that was born after the death of the former prime minister. It is rumored that he was cursed with dried lizards and keel ornaments. I don't think he likes those things, but hopes to use them to defend against some kind of evil spell? He seems to be The death of the ex-prime minister is very frightening."

The word 'keel' intrigues Lane, and the rest of the narrative is lackluster.

In the wizarding world, people's unreasonable fear of magic was very prevalent, and various folk remedies called 'resisting magic' emerged in endlessly.

In this world, Lan En has yet to see real magic.He felt that the magic here might be much scarcer than in the wizarding world.

The probability of whether a knight who has just been canonized is eligible to be cursed is so small that there is no need to think about it.

It is very different from the wizards that the general ignorant people know. Real wizards need time, energy, and cost to cast spells.

It's really unlikely that they would cast a powerful spell because of bad taste in folklore, or 'evil nature', that's too bad.

"One last question. You should know where he lives?"

When asking questions, Lan En's expression was very kind.
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Two people, one big and one small, walked out of the alley again and stood under the sun.

Lan En was re-tying the straps of the two swords on his chest, but Aliya's expression was no longer full of interest as when she was watching the excitement just now.

The little girl's brows were furrowed, and thoughts and anxiety flashed in her eyes.

"It's not right, is it, Lane?"

"Ha, it seems that you are indeed nervous."

Lane glanced at the stern Arya.

"The former prime minister died suddenly, and his attendant was canonized by the king, which can also be understood as the king's memory of the former prime minister. But a large amount of money? Not to the former prime minister's orphan, but to an attendant? Is this possible? ?”

"This is wrong! Lan En! The former Prime Minister died abnormally!"

Aliya is no longer the carefree little girl whose biggest wish is to have someone who can teach her swordsmanship.

She followed Lan En to face cannibals, slave traders, and monsters in a strange world, and was involved in a major change that could overturn the political situation of the entire kingdom.

The things she experienced were put on the lives of ordinary civilians, which were written in novels and no one would believe them.

Experiences give people growth.

Alia, a child who was less than ten years old, already noticed something was wrong when the gangster was halfway through talking.

"Is Ed on good terms with the former prime minister?"

Lane asked Arya.

He is not a local, and even a local may be blind to this kind of relationship between nobles.

"Father and the king were fostered by the former prime minister when they were young. They are both adopted sons of the former prime minister, and they are righteous brothers to each other."

Lan En raised his beautiful eyebrows slightly.

This relationship is not close.

And judging from Lan En's understanding of Ed Stark in just a few days, this man, who is almost like a traditional knight model, is almost bound to find out the secret of his foster father's death.

But the problem is that a prime minister who had worked in King's Landing for many years was killed for some reason.

So for a persistent investigation, can't the prime minister who has just taken office die?

Unanimously, Aliya and Lan En turned their heads to look at each other.

But the difference is that there is a kind of confusion and panic in those young gray eyes.But in those amber cat eyes, there is a kind of peace.

"Tsk, I thought it was a bit difficult for your father to take office because of the new official, but I didn't expect that there are also constant troubles in your family, Alia."

Lan En leaned closer to Aliya's small face, squinted his eyes and smiled badly, and tapped her forehead with his finger.

"Okay. Now, you have to take out all the treasures of your Stark family to thank me!"

Facing the demon hunter who has already asked for payment before he even started working.

The panic in the little girl's eyes was suddenly like the morning mist in the sun.

Dissipated without a trace.

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