Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 8 8. The choice without suspense
Let's choose, teacher.

It is impossible for the halberd's charge and puncture to rely on armor to resist hard, even if it is advanced such as school armor.

Even brushing the blade of the halberd with the wrist armor to force it to change direction is not enough.

It's too close.

What difference does it make if the sharp blade stabs towards the torso in the wrong direction?

The blade of the halberd was wide and sharp, as long as it opened an opening on the torso, it would affect at least two internal organs.

The heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys cannot be intact.

You must use the blade to stop the thrust.

But at the same time, the alchemy bag could not be kept.

The potions and alchemy bombs inside are your only hope of surviving in the ensuing battle.

Two archers, a tough soldier with a long weapon, and one of your students - a witcher.
Apart from using the crushing-level physical fitness after drinking the magic potion to forcibly kill, or taking out expensive bombs, otherwise there must be no chance.

Lane left traces along the way that could be tracked by the law enforcement team, attracting them.

It has been three rounds of shooting since the start of the battle, a total of only about 20 seconds.

But Lan En has already completed the ban on Boerdong according to the changes in the battle situation.

Look carefully, in the cat eyes of that young man, calculations and possibility deduction are looming, just like a waterfall brushing down from the pupils.

Lan En temporarily stopped investing in the computing power of that [under analysis], and fully applied the potential of his brain cells to the current scene.

And his biological intelligence brain has indeed completed the goal of the plan.

No matter which one you choose, Bordeaux has no chance.

He will die today.

Bordon himself immediately recognized this fact.

The extremely majestic body stiffened.

Most of the demon hunters of the Bear School lost the ability to generate emotions. After they mutated, they spent the rest of their lives running around just to maintain their lives.

In previous assignments, Boerdong also faced death, more than once.

But every time he can use his calm mind to find the hope of survival, and then lift the monster's head to get his own reward.

But in this situation constructed by human wisdom and killing intent, at the crucial point of death before and after, this cold personality made him at a loss.

What's more terrible is that Lan En's hand is now bursting with magical aura!

Yaxi Fayin!
That was a technique that Bordung only used in front of Lan En, and he hadn't even been taught it once.

He never imagined that the other party has reached the level where it can be used in actual combat.

The head of the strong witcher suddenly became dizzy, and what was even more frightening - his dazedness was intensified.

Facing the fact that he could not survive, he is now disappearing even the urge to die with an enemy.

Because he can't hate it.

Even the instinct to survive was suppressed for a moment, and it was just this moment.
"Pfft-"

In the end, the halberd adjusted by Lan En pierced into Boerdong's abdominal cavity.

Bright red bodily fluid splashed out.

And Lan En himself jumped from under the steel sword of the Xiong School to the mentor's side, and the dagger cut the belt of the alchemy bag as fast as lightning.

As soon as he reached out his hand, he caught it in his arms.

Boerdong's last hope of a comeback has been lifted.

At the moment when the sharp blade penetrated his body, even with the physique of a witcher, a sense of powerlessness swept over Boerdong's entire body in an instant.

He was pushed by the halberd soldiers for several steps, and he didn't stop until he hit a tree. Then his legs became weak and he sat on the ground.

The nervous halberd soldier didn't recover, still gritted his teeth and pushed forward while holding the long pole tightly.

Until Lan En came to him with the alchemy bag, and pressed his palm on his hand holding the long pole.

"Calm down, buddy. It's over."

He screamed like he just woke up from a dream, and began to gasp for breath.

This process has been longer than the entire battle just now.

The two archers also came down from the commanding heights in the distance. The crossbowmen did not withdraw their strings, and the arrows pointed at Lan En brightly.

The longbowman immediately ran to check on the sword and shield soldier who had fallen to the ground and stopped screaming.

Under the questioning gazes of the halberd soldiers and crossbowmen, he fiddled with his captain's eyelids and pulse, then shook his head.

Lan En was not surprised by this, the amount of bleeding just now, it is estimated that the mage would not be able to save it.

"Mutated freaks of shit!"

The halberd soldier spat and cursed in a low voice.

The Virens were used to death, and professional sergeants even more so, so there was nothing to say except to vent their fear of magic and mutants.

The halberd soldier took two steps forward with his boots, and wanted to pull back the halberd stuck in Boerdong's stomach.

Maybe it's because the demon hunter's ability to survive is really extraordinary. This brown bear-like man is not dead yet, just sitting quietly.

A pair of cat eyes stared at his students.

But if he pulls out the halberd, the heavy bleeding will definitely make him unable to survive for a minute.

Lan En looked at him without hesitation, and raised his hand to stop the halberd soldiers around him from pulling out their weapons.

The remaining three soldiers immediately tensed up as if their hair had been fried.

The crossbowman finished his crossbow, and the longbowman immediately drew his bow and aimed at Lan En.

They have just seen the ability of a demon hunter, as well as real magic, using blood and life.

Lan En, on the other hand, also has a pair of cat eyes.

It's hard not to make them nervous.

The alliance between Lan En and them happened abruptly.

"What do you want? Freak! Are you courting death!?"

The crossbowman yelled violently, and Lan could see his fingers shaking on the trigger.

The halberd soldier and the longbowman were the same, with angry expressions, but they were all swallowing their saliva.

Lan stood sideways, watching them silently over his shoulder until their breathing evened out.

After a long silence, Lan En spoke calmly.

"I have but a knife, gentlemen. You have two arrows on the string."

All three of them calmed down a little in their words.

Or, it's not their words that calm them, but their own superiority.

But Lan En tilted his head and uttered the next sentence, which made the atmosphere take a turn for the worse.

"But can two arrows finish me?"

"Come and try! Freak! Hurry up and let me try!"

Facing the spitting crossbowman, Lan En remained expressionless.

This makes the opponent even more aggressive.

"Gentlemen, you have just seen the survivability and killing ability of a demon hunter. And you, a halberd soldier without a weapon, and two archers with a one-handed sword standing within five steps of me. I If you want to make a move, you won't last ten seconds."

In fact, they could last at least 1 minute. Lan En was far behind his teacher in terms of physical fitness, equipment quality, and swordsmanship level.

But Bo Erdong's shock to them was too great, so much so that they temporarily lost their minds.

"I, we still have two arrows!"

"That's right, two arrows." Lan En kept his sideways posture and nodded.

"But, to kill me in ten seconds, you'd have to shoot me in the heart, or in the head."

Following Lan En's calm words, the eyes of the three people also moved to these two parts.

But then, the expressions of the two shooters became ugly.

They're veterans, and they know what's going on.

"Yes, gentlemen. I am sideways, so if you want to shoot the heart, the arrow will go through the arm, through three layers of cotton armor, and a layer of skin, ribs, and a pair of lungs It won't go in .Then I have time to kill you all after the arrow, so you can only shoot in the head."

"And if the target is limited to a place as big as the head, even with a small knife, I have the confidence to block two arrows."

The young man's arm holding the hunting knife has been raised to the side of his face, which is obvious.

——The position of the heart is left to you, and it is up to you to decide whether to shoot the crossbow.But I have also explained the consequences of those two arrows shooting out very clearly.

The words stopped, and the three Temerian sergeants on the opposite side clenched their cheeks.

The young man's expression was as calm as usual, as if the terrible assumption about "death" he had just made on himself did not exist.

He suddenly smiled softly.

"So, we don't need to take things to that point, right? I just want to say something to my kind. He can't be saved, it's obvious. Even the priests of Melitelli can't be saved, Isn't it? You can use this time to restrain the corpse of this venerable soldier. He will almost die by then. You just move their remains to the Lord Lord's castle to collect the bounty. The blood we saw today is enough too much."

The standing positions did not change, but the atmosphere began to relax.

Maybe it's Lane's laugh, maybe it's Lane talking about money.

The longbowman's lips murmured for a while, and he hesitated to speak.

"You, you won't go with us? My lord offered 360 Oren for this murderer, that's it."

"That's a lot of money." Lan interrupted him, nodding.

"But everyone, let's be honest, I owe you favors, favors from your entire team."

"Although we are still shining swords on each other, the fact is: you rescued me from my teacher, and died a respectable sergeant because of it."

"We have all seen how strong my teacher is. I have absolutely no hope of escaping from him alone."

"You are the law enforcement team sent by the lord. It is your duty to arrest him, that's right. But life is precious, no matter whether this is your duty or not. I accept this life-saving love, so I must respond. Especially if you are still dead People, so I won't even ask for an Oren as a bounty."

The sincere words made the atmosphere more relaxed, and both shooters lowered their arrows slightly.In response, Lane turned to face them.

"People say that snake-eyed witchers are as emotionless as snakes. It seems that they are pure slander."

The longbowman put his arrows back into his quiver and nodded at the young man.

The crossbowman also withdrew his arrows.

"We appreciate your sincerity, but Captain Baron is a widower, and the bounty you gave up cannot benefit his family. Seriously, you should think again."

"Forget it, everyone." Lan En smiled and shook his head, putting the dagger back into its sheath.

"This is what I owe you. If this sergeant has no family, then please use the bounty to give him a decent funeral. I think my life is worth more than 300 Oren. "

If the life-saving favor is not returned, Lan En will look down on himself.

The three looked at each other, and finally nodded towards the young man, leaving room for the two witchers.

At this moment, the pink blood bubbles flowing from his mouth were already covering Bordon's beard, which was the color of the blood in the alveoli.

He still looked at his students.

And Lan En, looking down at him, squatted down slowly.

"Finally we can have a good talk, teacher."

There is no need to hide anymore, no need to make yourself an iceberg.

Lan En smiled relieved and relieved.

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