Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 24 24. The Tailor
Early the next morning.

With the sound of clanging irons, Lan En placed his silver sword of the Xiong School against the wall in the blacksmith workshop in the village.

"I'm sorry, Ivan."

Lan En raised his head to greet the blacksmith Ivan.

"Don't worry, I'll pick it up in an hour. The elder told me that all the silver I gave you will be recorded in the village account. The quality of my batch of silver ingots is nothing to say."

Ivan, with his shiny arms by the fire, patted his storage box proudly.

According to him, the stock here comes from either Vizima or Gos Velen.

His technique is not very good, but it is enough to replenish the blade of the silver sword.

Boerdong's silver sword hadn't been repaired for a long time after he was wanted. Yesterday, he cut down eighteen water ghosts in a row, and a considerable part of the silver plating was worn off.

Worth at least two Oren.

The young man's studded leather gloves waved in the air, and he walked out of the blacksmith's workshop.

Once again, I have to appreciate the wisdom of my decision.

If you live in a big city, let alone the rent and the exclusion and discrimination of others, and the resulting backstabbing.

At least this kind of attentive service and free treatment is out of the question.

"woo-"

Walking on the boardwalk in the village, Lane would press his forehead from time to time.

"It was a little rough yesterday, Mentos."

The young man complained.

"I have fully included your feedback, but please"

"Come on. Don't read me your rules and regulations!"

".OK, sir."

Knowing that he would get the same answer every time, Lan En still couldn't help complaining every time after his brain was instilled with knowledge like a Coke bottle.

But in the final analysis, the function of Mentos is still unquestionably superior.

Last night, in the skill analysis column, the [Trace Detection] from Bernie, a long-time hunter, had reached 13%.

This is equivalent to 13% of Bernie's proficiency and knowledge reserve in this skill.

After an overnight infusion the results were evident, and now Lane is walking the boardwalk.

The footsteps passed a bump mark, and it was recognized almost in the blink of an eye. It was a mark from a week to a month ago, and the source was the toppling and collision of wooden barrels.

Matching his witcher's sense of smell, he also knew that only fish barrels and wine barrels would pass on this road.

"If you don't want to fight, being a detective is more than enough."

Suddenly, Lan En thought so.

But soon he laughed at himself, because few people would ask a person with cat eyes to investigate what they want to know.

Demon hunters have technical prowess as detectives, but that doesn't prevent them from starving to death because they can't get work.

"Sir, I don't recommend you express your emotions now. Because according to the plan, you need to repair the padded jacket on your body immediately to prepare for hunting in the afternoon. Your [Surgical Operation] skills still need a lot of training materials , [Biological Structure] project still has a large gap waiting to be filled, and [Trace Detection] also needs to follow and analyze the target person.”

"Aren't I walking right now? With just a few small openings, it will be over in a while."

The young man put down his hand pressing his forehead and muttered to himself.

[Surgery] is a practical skill, which is different from [Trace Detection], which is essentially the accumulation of knowledge and experience.

The effect of simply instilling knowledge is extremely limited. It is a technique that needs to be practiced by Lan En and then revised by Mentos from time to time to improve the mastery.

Skills such as [Bear School of Swordsmanship] and [Riding Skills] all belong to this type.

Proceed on the boardwalk above the lake, and walk between the wooden houses with twists and turns.

"Is that how it went? Old Allen described it as 'a woman with the best mending skills'."

The construction of the wooden house is very messy. After all, this is a village with a size of [-] people, and there are about [-] houses.

So much so that when the village elders described the location of the tailor, they could only point out the direction vaguely.

The smell of a fishing village is definitely not good, especially this kind of primitive fishing and hunting village.

The fish blood in the cracks of the planks has been exposed to the wind and the sun, and the smell is much stronger than the rotten meat in summer.

The witcher had a sensitive sense of smell, and the young man was at the end of the dizzy end, so Lan En didn't know where to go for a while.

And at this moment, a familiar young voice came from the gap between the wooden houses.

He heard this voice in the tavern last night.

"Master Demon Hunter, who are you looking for?"

The voice was cautious, with a little careless flattery.

Lan En's absent-minded cat's eyes suddenly became clear, as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on top of his head.

He turned around stiffly, facing the child.The man who never blinked when splitting water ghosts, did not dare to look into the eyes of those young children at this moment.

In Lan En's heart, he is a debtor.

"Well, I, my cotton armor needs to be mended. I'm here to find a tailor with good enough craftsmanship."

The boy seemed to be overjoyed, "Good tailor? My mother doesn't, I know one of the best tailors in Oryden! I can take you there!"

As he spoke, the boy quickly approached the young man and led him the way.

Lan En followed closely.

On the slippery boardwalk, the boy was oblivious to last night's resentment in the corner of the tavern.

He was running and jumping happily, and his head was big and his body was small due to lack of nutrition, making him look like a walking tumbler.

Lan En could see clearly that the boy wanted to exchange greetings several times during the journey, but after opening and closing his mouth a few times, he gave up embarrassingly.

For children, a flattering smile is easy to say, but flattering words are really hard to say.

After a while, after realizing that Lan En didn't mean to speak, the boy let out a sigh of relief.

It seemed to be a good thing for him to be free from small talk.

Even with his footsteps becoming lighter and more joyful.

——Very real social fear.

And after walking near a wooden house, the boy seemed to have finally faced the task he had to do.

"Master." The boy mustered up his courage and stuttered.

"Although I have nothing to do with her, this tailor's craftsmanship is really good, even the patches can be made strong and beautiful!"

"You can't live in armor all the time, can you? I think if you make a few regular clothes with her, it will definitely last for years and months. It's so worth it!"

"You knock on the door here, I'll go first."

The person inside the door seemed to have heard the movement and came to open the door.The little boy White turned around and left in a hurry.

After a while, it disappeared around the corner of the wooden house.

The door in front of me creaked open, and a tired and emaciated woman stood inside.

That was White's mother.

"Elder Allen has already informed me that your cotton armor was sewn on by me and a few companions yesterday. Is it safe to use?"

Seeing Lan En, the peasant woman in front of her immediately cheered up and welcomed him into the house with a smile.

The size of the house is considered normal in Auriden, and the wooden boards on the ground are also very clean.

It is not difficult to imagine the efforts of this peasant woman to maintain the family environment, even if there is no man in the family.

In terms of furniture, it looks very empty due to the sudden drop in family labor.

Presumably some have been sold.

The young man felt that he was not so nervous when he faced the monster for the first time.

Because he had a clear conscience at the time, only for victory.

but now.
"Very, very good. The water ghost's claws are broken in a few places, but the slit on the abdomen is always fine. Great workmanship."

"Really, then I'm relieved."

White's mother started to help Lan En take off the cotton armor, ready to start repairing.

Lan En still had the breeches of the Bear School armor and the linen lining of his upper body.

"At the door just now, did a child recommend you to make more clothes?"

The peasant woman went through the sewing tools in the cabinet in the corner and asked Lan En.

"Well, a boy, he said he didn't know you."

"Haha, that's my son, my name is Donna."

White's mother smiled very cheerfully and said: "Please forgive him, he just wants to give me more easy work. The advice of a stranger is more effective than the recommendation of the seller's relatives. He probably thinks so ? Haha, smart ghost!"

"Of course, if you really need some clothes, I welcome them. After all, it's too much for a woman to work in the fishing ground, even if it's just to help."

Lane pursed his lips and nodded.

His cat eyes were still scanning this poor but clean and tidy home, his brows were wrinkled to the point of being uneven.

"I will, I, I need a lot of clothes, after all, people like me can't help but spend a lot of money. But, Mrs. Downer"

"The elders and the village, didn't they help you?"

The witcher asked sharply.

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