Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 448 447. Anahad’s Secret Room

"I remember, um, follow this way."

Gerd leads the way through the long-abandoned castle.

Behind him were Lan En, who had dried his clothes, and Regis, who was relaxed from beginning to end.

At this time, some of the original huge glass windows in Hainkaweh Castle were still basically intact, while others had been crushed by the increasingly heavy snow.

But what's more or less the same is that the snow is accumulating higher and higher on the sills of those windows, and only a few scattered beams of light can shine into the castle.

This results in Hainkaweh's interior being very dim.

As the leader, Gede lit a torch and held it.

The largely stone building, while sturdy, still reflects decades of neglect.

The carpets on the floor were tangled together, frozen in that moment decades ago.

Lan En's boots stepped on it, without even deliberately grinding his toes, and the carpet under his feet shredded like a rotten sack.

They went upstairs from the castle hall and stopped on an intermediate floor.

There are several wooden doors scattered in the corridor here, most of which have been violently torn apart.

Looking through the marks of knife and ax cuts on the wooden doors, you can still see that the walls in the room have collapsed.

The snowy scenery of the Amer Mountains and the cold wind from the outside rush in together, making people feel both psychologically and physically cool.

"Oh, this kind of trace is indeed Anahad's secret room."

Gede held the torch and went deeper into the corridor, finally stopping in front of a plain stone wall.

Without him having to say anything, Lan En's amber cat eyes automatically began to shrink and adjust their focus.

Under the demon hunter's field of vision, there were obvious signs of opening and closing on the lower edge of the wall.

This is a secret door disguised as a wall.

Lan En squatted down, lightly touched the semicircular scratch on the ground, and looked up at Gede.

"Anahad didn't even think about hiding such obvious traces from fellow demon hunters, right?"

Gede seemed not to care at all what the founder of his school thought.

"Because he knows that everyone in the school is doing their own thing, and no one cares about others. So there is no need to hide it."

Faced with Gede's deep resentment towards the school, Lan En helplessly spread his hands.

Although he had no sense of belonging to the Bear School, he stopped there.

And Gede, a demon hunter who has lived in Hainkawehe for a long time, is even more resistant to his own school of thought than he is.

"Now that things have happened, talking about the past is meaningless."

Regis stood up and explained in his slow tone.

"We still want to think about how to open the secret door? I remember that in many such scenes, the secret door mechanism will be placed in the candlestick on the wall."

As Regis spoke, he walked towards a hanging candlestick on the stone wall.

Lan En half-crouched in a joking manner, watching the high-level vampire walk over.

He didn't even glance at the candlestick. After all, this was Anahad's secret room. How could he put the switch in such a conspicuous place?

"Oh? So, dear Mr. Barber Doctor, where did this 'precious' experience come from? Could it be knight novels and adventure novels?!"

Before Lan En could finish his teasing, Regis' fingers had already hooked on the hanging candlestick, and then he pulled it down, making a clicking sound as the mechanism was operating.

This caused the '?' at the end of Lan En's sentence to suddenly change into a tone of shock.

Amidst the sound of the stone wall secret door scratching the ground, Regis looked at the embarrassed Lan En with a peaceful smile. "Experience. As long as you live, you will have all kinds of experiences, young man."

After saying that, he put his hand on the strap of his shoulder bag and walked into the secret door.

After a long time, Mentos finally activated the fireworks effect on Lan En's retina. The font in the middle of the retina read: Taunt +1
Row!
The biological intelligence brain has gone crazy!

The young man had no expression on his face, patted his trouser legs very calmly, stood up, and walked inside.

Gerd followed him, looking very afterthought: "I told you, Anahad doesn't care about hiding or not."

Lan En curled his lips in displeasure after hearing this.

But this relatively harmonious atmosphere disappeared without a trace after all three people entered the secret door.

Because there were several corpses scattered everywhere, lying not far from the entrance of the secret door.

Lan En and Gede, who were originally relaxed and joking, quickly put their guard up.

The two of them frowned and did not easily get close to the corpses to check.

"Anahad doesn't care about hiding or not." Lan En looked at the group of corpses and asked softly, "But he doesn't object to killing people who enter his secret room, right, Gede?"

"For the Bear School, these two emotions are indeed not contradictory." Gede affirmed Lan En's guess.

"The time of death was a long time ago. Judging from the damage to the body and clothes, it was several decades ago. Are they that group of thugs?"

Once in working mode, Lan En would unconsciously mutter to himself when observing clues.

Ged next to him agreed with him and added something.

"It's most likely them. The firewood axe, bone chopping knife, and pitchfork match the damage marks on the wooden door outside."

"The key is how they died. What can kill them can also kill us."

"How to die? It's not easy to see." Lan En took two steps, trying to change the angle to see more information.

"The low temperature environment kept their bodies intact, but due to weathering, all the soft tissues on their bodies shriveled up and stuck to the bones. I couldn't see the wounds on the skin and flesh."

Lan En's eyesight is much stronger than that of ordinary demon hunters under the influence of [Spirit Vision]. He said he couldn't see it, and it was even more impossible for Gede.

The young man was silent for a moment, and then raised his left hand towards the place where the corpses lay.

"[Alder]!"

"Oh!"

The air was squeezed into a translucent shock wave by the impact of chaotic magic, and was blasted out.

Like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, it pushed the debris and a few corpses deeper on the ground.

After waiting for a while, Lan En put down his left hand.

"It's not a hair-pressing trap. We can go through it first."

Gede nodded: "Smart approach."

The Witcher's sigil can indeed break through some traps violently, but most people in the Bear School have to use their precious vitality to bear the weight of the armor instead of restoring Chaos magic.

So they cherish the opportunity to use the Dharma Seal.

The two demon hunters walked cautiously towards the depths of the secret room, and they both cast themselves a layer of [Quen's Seal] in unison.

After walking past the place where the corpses were piled up, Lan En was sure that there were no traps here, and it was because his [Spiritual Vision] couldn't tell.

Because of his reputation as the founder of the Anahad School, he seemed very careful here.

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(End of this chapter)