Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 742 724. The Curse of the Deer-headed Spirit

Aiden's performance against the deer-headed spirit was not ideal.

Basically, he was stalked by a bunch of Dolly haters.

If placed in another world, it would definitely be awkward for him and Wen De to walk together.

Because he would feel that he was acting abnormally, and Wende would feel that he was not of much help.

But among the hunters here.

"One more drink!"*2

"Oh!"

Wende and Aiden put their arms around each other and had another glass of wine carelessly.

If your skills are not good, you can practice again, and your teammates will still trust you.

Hunters generally have big hearts.

Wen De took off a whole big meat skewer and walked over to Lan En.

Standing now, he was only a head taller than Lan En.

"Everyone is very relaxed, but why do I feel, ow, you are still tense?"

As he spoke, he chewed twice and swallowed a mouthful of herbivorous dragon meat.

"The Molten Dragon's troubles are over." Lan En clinked the cup with him helplessly. "But my troubles are not over yet. From your description, this deer-headed spirit has changed too much, right?"

Speaking of this strange monster that made them feel uncomfortable, Wind and Aiden's silly faces froze.

The two of them also sat down, ready to discuss the monster.

And coincidentally, the Commander-in-Chief also walked towards this direction.

"You want to talk about that invasive species? That's right, I want to hear it too."

So the old man with black face and white hair also sat down.

"The first problem is that it helped us." Wende, as a hunter who directly fought against the deer-headed spirit, was the first to speak. "Why?"

Lan En thought about this question for a moment and quickly answered.

"It finally got lucky and came to a world where the ecology is so prosperous. It definitely doesn't want the ecology to be destroyed."

"In fact, even where I live, the deer-headed spirits have the habit of killing humans who go into the woods to cut firewood and hunt. I personally tend to believe that this is an action by the deer-headed spirits to protect their new home and power."

"The deer-headed spirit has an unknown level of intelligence. I think it must have seen the purpose of our actions, and then helped us by the way, which is also helping itself."

"Is that so?" The commander-in-chief nodded thoughtfully, then looked up at Lan En.

"In short, when facing this monster, it seems that the main force must be You. The combination of sword master and Wen De seems very passive when facing the so-called 'magic'. We really don't understand the deer-headed spirit."

"Of course." Lan En waved his hand, "It is an invasive species from my side. Of course I will get rid of it."

"It just worries me more."

When Lan En said this, he rubbed his chin with his fingers.

"During this battle, among the people who encountered the deer-headed spirit, who was specifically injured?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Wende became alert first and even put down his wine glass.

"What else can the monster do to the wounded it has caused?"

He didn't forget the blow on his chest. Think again of the eerie and deep atmosphere displayed by the magic of the deer-headed spirit~!

Wind couldn't help but shudder.

"This is also where the deer-headed spirit is difficult to deal with." Lan En said, gesturing for Wende to take off his armor.

"The deer-headed spirit can use a special wound to create a magical connection with the victim, like a mark. If the deer-headed spirit is killed directly without discovering this connection, then soon after, People who have been hurt will die of energy exhaustion. However, the deer-headed spirit will be reborn with the energy of the victim."

Wende became anxious and uneasy until Lan En looked at the shape of the wound under his shirt and shook his head indifferently before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"This isn't a mark on you, it's just a laceration."

There are already more and more people listening. After all, monsters from other worlds sound very attractive to hunters. Under Lan En’s description, the onlookers made various noises.

They probably all said, ‘There is such a monster? ! ','so amazing! ’, ‘Too insidious! ’ and other exclamations.

Ai Bo finished chewing the chicken drumsticks in his hand first, then caught up with everyone else's rhythm, and sighed together with his eyes wide open.

"So, all the members of the investigation team who have been injured at the hands of the deer-headed spirit have to ask you to identify whether they have been cursed?"

The Commander-in-Chief concluded.

It's just that he got stuck when he said the word 'curse'. It seems that he was not a person who believed in mysticism before.

"That's all." Lan En nodded.

Fortunately, there are not many people in the investigation team, otherwise the workload would be quite heavy.

"Then to be on the safe side, let me ask first." The Commander-in-Chief said cautiously, "How will you lift the curse after discovering the marked person?"

Lan En fell silent while holding the wine glass, and the onlookers who were eagerly waiting for the story to continue gradually cooled down in their enthusiasm during this period of silence.

They seemed to sense that things were not always going their way.

"no way."

Lan En said softly.

At the same time, all the hunters watching had their eyes widened, and some even covered their mouths.

"I can't lie to you, but the curse of the deer-headed spirit has not been targeted in our research. In our past hunting experience, we might have killed the marked ones before hunting the deer-headed spirit. people."

"Or let that person never set foot in the deer-headed spirit's territory again, that is, leave his hometown."

"As long as the marked person reappears in the deer-headed spirit's former territory, the deer-headed spirit will come back even if it has been hunted for decades or hundreds of years."

"Why is this like this?" At this time, even Ai Bo stared and stopped stuffing chicken drumsticks into his mouth.

She said blankly: "You want to kill people just to hunt monsters?! Drive people out of their hometown?!"

Lan En lowered his head and sighed.

He knew that for these hunters, some of the work of witchers was a bit too dark.

But every world has its own circumstances.

Faced with the challenge of survival in a magical medieval environment, a village can deal with the deer-headed spirit at the expense of one person, and the people in the village have nothing to complain about.

The originally lively celebration became silent due to Lan En's introduction, with only the occasional crackle of firewood in the kitchen sounding.

Until a heroic voice sounded.

"It's nothing to worry about."

The majestic man who looked like the third stage of Super Saiyan, gently pushed aside the crowd, walked to Lan En's table, and pulled a stone pillar with one hand to sit down.

He looks rough and arrogant, but he is keenly aware of blind spots.

"After all, everyone came from the Old Continent and left their hometowns long ago."

He picked up the wine glass on the table and turned around while sitting.

"We are the New World Investigation Team, and our scope of activities is the entire New World! We can't see all the new things on this continent in a lifetime. If we just want to walk around the territory of a monster, I guess it doesn't make any difference, right?"

"Just like me. I've been in the New World for decades, and my old brothers are as old as my grandson. As a result, it's hard to say whether I've spent more than a year in the Star Stronghold. How can I still live well?"

"You're a hunter." He took a sip of beer. "Now that we've arrived in the New World, why bother clinging to a small piece of monster territory? If you can't stay any longer, just leave."

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(End of this chapter)