Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 505 506. Separate Actions
Early the next morning, Lan En woke up from the haystack covered with linen sheets.This is the hotel bed.

And from the look of Fu Bai, this kind of bed is indeed a common treatment in hotels.

"Oh, good morning, Lan En."

Fu Bai rubbed his eyes drowsily, and in the process of getting up, he hurriedly knocked over last night's dinner plate.

Fortunately, the food inside was eaten clean by her last night.

"Good morning." Lan En responded to Fu Bai, "By the way, we are going to start working today."

"Work?"

The little girl, who was still a little awake from her nap, was stunned for a moment, and then showed an expression of realization.

But then he became suspicious again.

"But Cassandra hasn't come to us yet? We have no idea what those Spartans want her to do."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you can't do this at all, Fu Bai."

The demon hunter smashed his mouth while showing an unpredictable expression.

After getting along with Fu Bai for a long time, his young side also reappeared in front of acquaintances.

"At this stage, we are mercenaries who provide services to the Spartans. Let me tell you some ideas that are ahead of the times, Phob."

The little girl was moved emotionally by him and looked at Lan En eagerly, waiting for an answer.

"The success or failure of the service industry depends on the understanding and understanding of customers!"

Like Pythagoras who proclaimed the Pythagorean Theorem, Lane announced to Forber the laws of the service industry he had 'discovered'.

"Being anxious about what customers are worried about and thinking about what customers are thinking are the best in the service industry!"

"Oh!!!"

Fu Bai cooperated and showed an expression of confusion but wonder.

"The food shortage in Megara does not seem normal at all. This small city-state cannot feed many people in the first place. Most of the military food of Athens and Sparta is shipped from other places, and the local plunder is just a supplement. But now, the price of food in Megara City has soared to this point."

After starting to analyze the problem while joking with an acquaintance, Lan En's expression gradually became serious.

"Due to the war, Megara's commercial activities with the outside world have almost stagnated. It can also be ruled out that it was tampered with due to commercial activities. Local hoarding is also impossible, because both the Spartans and the Athenian consuls are holding The military power will not hesitate to take action."

"In this case, food will only flow into the army. Whether it is the Athenian army or the Spartan army, it is the army anyway. And the Megara food, which was originally only used as a supplement, has been squeezed so hard that the remaining There are not many possibilities.”

Fu Bai's eyes were out of focus now.

After all, she was just an Athenian orphan who grew up in Kefalonia. With her earth-shattering education level, Lan En's words were really beyond the scope of understanding.

But Lan En, who had already begun to enter the rhythm of analysis, touched his chin and further diverged his thinking.

"The main people grabbing food in Megara are the Spartans. The Athenians are destroying the Spartans' food transportation, or simply they are destroying the local food reserves!"

"Look, Fubo. We have already calculated the customer's needs."

Lan En sat cross-legged on the ground and spread his hands, saying, 'It's so simple.'

Fu Bai was already confused after hearing this: "Okay, I know you are powerful, but can you say something that I can understand? For example, where should we go? What should we do?"

"Use your expertise, Phoebe. You are a man who got mixed up in Cephalonia, a remote country, ruled by the vicious One-Eyed Man, man."

Lan En stood up from the ground lightly and tightened the many buckles of his armor.

"Help me look around the city and see if anything is wrong. Just ask for information."

"If, and I mean if, someone wants to get in trouble with you for this, then you use this."

The witcher took out a palm-sized ball from the alchemical leather bag on his waist and handed it to Fu Bai. "[Dancing Star], light the fuse on it, and then throw it towards the enemy. After throwing it, don't look in that direction again, cover your ears with your hands, open your mouth, and run away. Do you understand?"

Lan En gave Furbo a rough explanation on how to avoid being hurt by the shock bombs thrown by him.

"Wow!" The little girl exclaimed after holding the alchemy bomb in her hand, "Was this made with your divine power? Really?!"

"Fubai~" Lan En drawled, looking down at the little girl with his hands on his hips.

Fu Bo therefore shrugged obediently, showing an expression of recognition.

"Well, neither you nor Cassandra are gods, so whatever you say is what you say."

"Now repeat to me the instructions I just mentioned."

"Light up, cannot look directly, cover ears, open mouth. Is this a ritual to sacrifice to you or your father?"

This time, the witcher simply gave her a headache, making the little girl stop thinking.

"Okay, wash your face and start working. I'm going to take a look outside the city. I'll give you these drachmas."

When Fulber took the ten drachmas from Lan En, his hands were trembling.

"Do you really trust me, Lan En?"

The little girl was inexplicably silent for a while, then raised her head and stared into Lan En's cat eyes.

"I will definitely get this done!"

"Of course." Lan En nodded towards Fu Bai, showing a dazzling smile.

"You are a person who can bite two gangsters even when they put knives on their necks, Fubo. You have some confidence in yourself. Those guys in this city who only bury their heads in worshiping gods have nothing to do with you and your experience. Like a little sheep.”

"Also: safety first. Got it?"

Fu Bai nodded heavily.

Then, Lan En turned around, opened the wooden window, and ran out like a nimble leopard.

Fu Bai quickly went to the window and lay down to look out, but when she walked a few steps away from the window, she could only see Lan En's back running away on the continuous red tiles of the roof.

"Wow."

"Wearing such heavy armor, you can still run so fast on the roof, just like Cassandra!"

"I'll have to let him teach me later. Lan En should be easier to talk to than Cassandra. Should that be?"

The little girl murmured and pondered, then trotted downstairs, came out of the alley where the hotel was located, and entered the crowd of Megara as nimbly as a fish.

She will use the survival and communication skills she developed while dealing with the One-Eyed Man in Kefalonia to contribute to her mission.

And on Lan En's side.

The witcher walked among the rooftops, avoiding the gaze of the people on the streets.

Taking a running start and using his strength, the three-story city-state outer wall touched the edge with just one jump.

Then his fingers tightened, his arms exerted force, and his body, which weighed nearly three hundred kilograms, rolled straight up.

In this uninhabited section of the city wall that had long been surveyed with the witcher's senses, Lan En did not stop and immediately jumped down.

The breathing method of [Light Body Technique] allowed him to land safely under the huge weight. The strengthened bones did not even numb him, but his muscles were only slightly swollen and painful.

Phobbe wanted to find something wrong within the walls of Megara, and he was going to find the Spartans' supply line directly, and then follow the supply line, the first scene, to check the situation.

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