Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 808 790. Seal the formula

There are only these few people in the huge castle, so there is naturally no ostentation in their dining and living life.

Even Vesemir needs to get started peeling goatskin.

For convenience, the demon hunters also set up a table and hook rack specially used for slaughtering and cutting in this originally solemn hall.

Lambert hung the goat on a hook, and Vesemir sharpened his knife as he approached. Geralt was chopping onions and carrots for garnishes.

Berengar was pointed to a place by Vesemir, asking him to get the real good wine hidden by the old demon hunter.

Vesemir has lived in this castle for a long time, and no one knows this castle better than him.

As long as he doesn't say anything, no one can find the things he hides here.

Shirley and Velvet Ball washed the pot together and prepared to put it on the iron shelf in the fireplace, which became the stove.

"Won't your hair fall into the pot?"

"Don't worry, meow, I have received simple training from the chef cat!"

Vesemir nodded.

The demon hunters at that time only focused on hunting monsters, and they claimed to be a completely neutral force.

Lan En stood nearby, giving Vesemir a hand.

"In this process, there is no room for neutrality. In other words, those who say 'neutral' have actually taken a stand behind their backs."

Vesemir skillfully cut the goat to drain the blood.

"But these days it becomes more and more difficult for me to understand."

"But I'm not a stubborn old man. Just like after you introduced your tactics to me last time we met, I turned around and found a crossbow to use. It's really useful."

"The conflict between the North and the South has completely erupted through this war. Both sides must try their best to strengthen themselves, find allies, and identify enemies."

The old witcher didn't raise his eyes, as if he was completely focused on handling the goat.

"In the past, everyone only regarded the witcher as a hired worker, and sent him away after finishing the work. Who would ask a hired worker to have a stand?"

But the words in his mouth were still logically clear.

"Have you heard all the rumors about me outside?"

As soon as Vesemir opened his mouth, it was the principle set by the demon hunters at the beginning of their birth.

"But it's different now." Lan En held the goat with one hand to prevent it from shaking, and said calmly.

Goat blood dripped into the floor drain.

"But the last time I appeared on the battlefield, I didn't actually care about the difference between the north and the south. It was just because those Nilfgaardians did things I couldn't stand, and then I wanted to take care of them."

"You still have a chef cat!?"

At the same time, this is also the time to get down to business.

Lann said as he adjusted the hanging goat so that Vesemir could strike.

"I have never seen the conflict between the various forces become so intense. It seems that even claiming neutrality will become everyone's enemy."

"I have always disapproved of demon hunters abandoning the principle of neutrality and getting involved in the political whirlpool."

"I'm not qualified to say or evaluate you. Your influence and the things you do have gone far beyond the scope of a normal demon hunter. I have never seen anyone like you, and I guess those kings have also never seen it."

"But now, those kings really want to 'see' it again under their own hands."

Lan En said pointedly, causing Vesemir to pause.

His old eyes finally moved up from the goat and looked at Lan En.

"You know what I mean, Vesemir."

"They." The old witcher's lips murmured, his eyes deep, "They want to study witchers?"

"The initial plan should be." Lan En nodded. "First capture a few demon hunters to study, then the mutation knowledge, and then human experiments."

"This is also one of the reasons why I came to Kaer Morhen. In addition to learning the deeper knowledge, I also hope that you can hide and seal the mutation formula."

Lambert whistled happily beside him.

"I just said that those stupid mutations should have stopped long ago!"

Vesemir kicked over and hit Lambert's calf on the bone, causing him to gasp.

Then he took the knife again and stabbed the goat.

"I sealed the mutated alchemy equipment and surgical equipment early in the morning. They are in the basement of Kaer Morhen. The demon hunters are no longer adapted to the times, and I won't start them unless you tell me."

"I do believe that, but there is one more thing."

Lan En continued.

"During the winter, there should be demon hunters from other schools wintering in Kaer Morhen, right?"

"Kaer Morhen is the former site of the Witcher Order. The Wolf School welcomes every friendly witcher to spend the winter with us. This is an old tradition."

Vesemir said naturally.

"Last winter, Geralt came here with Gerd from the Bear School. Cohen from the Gryphon School was also here."

"Then please inform them when you come into contact with other schools. Demon hunters have no fixed abode, so I can only think of this solution."

The conversation between Lan En and Vesemir was not hidden, and everyone in the hall could hear it. This was also a kind of notification.

Geralt, who was cutting radishes, raised his head and looked at Lan En, his face serious.

"Has the impact already been this great?"

"Ambition can bring endless motivation to people. Those people haven't broken up yet, no matter how reckless they are, 80% of them are still suppressed by my reputation in the last war. Otherwise, it wouldn't be the Lords' demon hunting bounty. Dozens of times more."

Lan En tilted his head and said.

"They will probably directly find fanatical believers like the Eternal Flame who don't make any money but come here at their own expense, and then start a 'witch-hunting campaign.'"

"Then Eskel"

Geralt said a little worried.

But this time, it was Lambert who comforted him with an indifferent tone.

"Don't worry, White Wolf. Eskel knows better than you. People like the city government and noble lords who usually earn nothing now suddenly have so many commissions. Do you think he is stupid? Bulkhead comes to look for work. Dry?"

Geralt shook his head, but felt somewhat relaxed.

"For the first time in so many years, I hope your bad mouth can be more accurate."

Lambert, who had just been scolded, sneered and nodded towards Geralt: "Thank you for the compliment."

After this conversation, Lan En breathed a sigh of relief.

Kaer Morhen should be the place where demon hunters have the most exchanges at present. Once the notification comes here, a large number of demon hunters will be on guard.

"Okay, I'll let you take care of the trouble."

The corners of Lan En's mouth rose, while Vesemir's face was full of displeasure.

"Okay, both of them are little bastards who only know how to cause trouble!"

"No way, who makes you the most senior, the most prestigious, and the most effective in speaking?"

The youngest witcher present spread his hands.

"I can fight, but there are only so many things that can be settled in this world just by being able to fight."

(End of this chapter)