Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 77 77. Three Situations
Coming out of the blacksmith shop, Lan En's disappointment did not last long.

The modification of the arm armor was only thought of after being suppressed by the bow and crossbow recently, and even the simple design drawing was driven out by Mentos.

There must be a problem with the drawing, as for how big the problem is, it depends on the opinion of the master blacksmith.

But at the moment the master is not in Gos Wellen at all, so there is no way to talk about this matter at all.

But fortunately, Lan En came out of Arethusa Academy in such a hurry, and it wasn't for the purpose of modifying the arm armor.

The bulging alchemy leather bag was placed on Poppy's buttocks, Lan En led the way, and Alia was in charge of leading the horse.

The witcher came to Gos Velen's top inn again.

An iron-clad silver heron signboard dangled at the door.

After putting away the horse, he opened the door and entered.Amidst the lively sound of fighting wine, the melodious sound of playing and singing, and the rich aroma of food and wine.

Lan En simply popped out two golden Oren coins, and the melodious "jingling"*2 echoed in the bartender's ears.

"Welcome again, Mr. Witcher. You have a squire this time?"

It seems that because the money was collected first, the bartender's tone became humble from the beginning.

"You know, the life of a witcher sometimes attracts romantics."

Lan En pretended to shrug his shoulders helplessly, and talked to him familiarly.

"This time it's still a room. The extra Oren was used to upgrade the meal, and the preparation should be richer. And then"

The witcher leaned forward, approaching the bartender.

"Tell me the truth, man. Is this premier tavern calm enough at night?"

The bartender's eyes moved between the immature Aliya and the witcher strangely, as if he understood something.

Then he raised an eyebrow at Lan En with a mysterious smile.

He didn't promise Lan En immediately, but changed the subject instead.

"There is a reason why you are expensive, Mr. Demon Hunter."

The bartender cradled two Oren into his hands.

"Every income from Yinlu Tavern will be allocated to pay a special salary."

"The wages are paid to seven warriors from the Skellige Islands. Each of them has earned money on a pirate ship. Each of them can use long swords and hand axes proficiently. Each of them has cut off at least three heads."

"Now, each of them wears a good set of armor. After nightfall, three people will guard between each staircase of the tavern, and four people will keep patrolling after nightfall."

"There was a drunken wild warlock trying to break into a lady's guest room at night, so it was a bit noisy that night. But after that night, the lady checked out and a soldier recuperated for half a month. The Silver Heron Tavern was open as usual. Only the wild warlock is nowhere to be seen."

After pocketing the money, the bartender maintained the same posture as before.

Lane was noncommittal about the story.

"Well, I just wish the nights in this pub were as good as the last time I stayed."

The witcher turned and went upstairs with his immature attendants.

Aliya had a bulging alchemy leather bag hanging on her shoulders, and the weight of the large amount of potion and glass forced her to bend over and strenuously move forward.

"My lord, why did you say those words that are easily misunderstood?"

Alicia gasped for breath and asked in a low voice.

"I bet that bartender looks at you like a *pedophile right now."

Women can try sex life when they are fourteen or fifteen years old and when menarche comes.This is common sense in this day and age.

But ten years old, even in the eyes of this era, it is still too early.

Lan En replied casually without stopping: "It's not 'like', he already thinks I'm a *pedophile."

"But that's the fun part, Alicia. When you give people a slightly hidden answer that's actually easy to understand, then most people will be addicted to this answer, and there's no point to dig deeper into it." desire."

The studded leather glove stretched out an index finger and waved it in front of the little girl, teaching her.

"Right now, I'm just a guest with an idiosyncrasy. Uncommon, but shouldn't interfere. That's all the tavern cares about me."

"But at the same time, this tavern has invested at least 20 Oren's security system every month, but it will pay more attention to our room. Because this guest has added money for his unique hobby."

It was already night when the two checked into the tavern, and the wooden stairs showed a dim yellow color under the candlelight.

When Lan led Alia upstairs, he nodded to a burly Skellige in a horned helmet.

Apparently that was one of the seven fighters.

"So." Aliya frowned without saying a word, and only spoke softly when she went up to another layer and could not see the shadow of the warrior.

"What are you going to do tonight? Why don't you stay in Arethusa if you want enough security? Lady Margarita to you."

"Don't take a large organization too lightly, Arya."

Before the little girl could finish speaking, Lan En interrupted her.

"The witcher has the knowledge of alchemy that even warlocks are interested in. When I was sure of this, I understood. I can carry out my daily life in Arethusa, but it is impossible to carry out what I am going to do next thing."

"Whether it's Margarita or Tishaya, they don't represent the whole of Arethusa's will, but most of it. Come in—"

The door of the guest room was opened, Lan En led the little girl in, and took off the alchemy leather bag on her shoulder.

With the sound of "jingling" glass bottles colliding, Lan En began to arrange the planned potions and utensils neatly according to the plan.

He began to walk around the room, moving tables and chairs, throwing up the rug.

Aliya in the room was driven around by his movements in a daze.

"In a while, you're going to go down alone, casually eating the meals that come with our room, heck, this carpet is so dusty! Then come back here when it's almost midnight."

While Lan En was busy, he gave instructions to the little girl with a dazed face.

"You might see three things when you come back."

"First, I sit in the room as if nothing happened, but the room will be a bit messy."

"The second one, my face will be the same as the night I rescued you from the traffickers, like a dead person. And lose consciousness. At that time, I need you to pour this on me."

Three kinds of potions arranged together, at least three bottles of each.The last milky white one was held up by Lan En, and he motioned to Aliya behind him.

"And the third worst case, you will see me unconscious and my chest exposed."

"At that time, you have to pour in me as much as the first two potions are left, until I wake up or the chest cavity heals, and then give me the milky white potion."

Alia nodded in a daze in the midst of the many and chaotic information flows, then shook her head suddenly, with a look of panic.

"But why me?"

　ah!If I knew it earlier, I signed the contract later, and now it is off the new book list, and the exposure has plummeted!uncomfortable.
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(End of this chapter)