Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 861 843. Repair

Now it seems that it is not that Qilin has no obsession with becoming stronger and more powerful.

At first it had its horns broken off by the golden lion, and later it was scolded by a blocked door and almost hammered to death.

This is still very exciting for it.

It's just that his bad character makes him unable to be energetic in the process of living a peaceful life.

But if it's like Lan En, who slowly gets stronger in less than a month, it's still very exciting.

To put it bluntly, I still want God to put food into my mouth and get something for nothing.

Even if Lan En had the option of enhanced surgery, he would still have to rely on his own knowledge and research to successfully implant the enhanced organ.

Therefore, Qilin's eagerness to get pie in the sky is destined to be of no use.

After understanding that Lan En's growth trajectory was "personal customization", Qilin spent a long time either tilting his head and snorting, or shaking his mane and kicking his child.

Looking very unhappy.

But on the contrary, Lan En felt very happy looking at the exhausted Qilin.

The Lady of the Lake is not at the rift where the celestial spheres meet.

After all, it's not yet time for the tide of Chaos Magic to rise. Lan En just went out for a spin during the low period between the two tides.

However, when the witcher looked at the surface of Lake Vizima in the distance, there was no decrease in the number of passenger ships visiting. On the contrary, it seemed that there were many more knights.

Wearing helmets and armor, and fully armed sitting on those cramped boats, I don’t know how these people are not afraid of losing their footing and falling into the water, being dragged by their own armor and drowning.

Most of their armors depict their respective family crests, and some of the helmets on their heads are decorated with bright bird tail feathers. They are dressed up in fancy clothes, just like knights walking out of story books.

And just like in the storybook, there are basically corresponding ladies and young ladies on the ship they are on, and their eyes are almost wired.

Lan En had no doubt that if there hadn't been a boatman on the boat and many people on the lake, their boat would have rocked hard for a while before it could stop.

However, Lan En had no interest in this, so he turned over and rode on Qilin's back.

Under the silk runes of the magic harness, strands of blue electric arcs kept crackling.

Qilin kicked off his hooves and ran as if he wanted to leave all his troubles behind.
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Lan En, who returned to Gos Velen, did not say anything because he did not know the current situation of Triss and Margarita, so he was prepared to avoid any trouble as much as possible.

Qilin took off the magic harness again and began to play on the sea. The flannel ball stayed in the academy.

Lan En first went to the blacksmith workshop of Valyrian Steel. As expected, Berengar had returned. This means that Geralt should also be looking for work in Goth Velen now.

"This is amazing."

The master witcher blacksmith returned to his shirtless appearance by the forge, swinging the hammer while jokingly looking at the bear cub next to him.

"Our great hero didn't bury himself among women as soon as he came back? Instead, he came to visit the old blacksmith?"

Lan En is already very experienced in Berengar's 'Wolf School' style cold jokes.

So the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he just spit out heart-piercing venom from his mouth.

"Generally, I don't have any requirements for 'women's pile'. In most cases, 'women's pile' insists on pulling me. Oh, you must understand, right? An experienced blacksmith master?"

Sure enough, Berengar's long face suddenly drooped.

There is no doubt that whether this guy was a demon hunter, a laborer at the dock, or even a master blacksmith now, he usually has to spend money to meet his physiological needs.

I’ve never even experienced a discount! Not to mention 'free of charge'!

With a "dang" sound, the hammer hit the red iron embryo hard, and the sparks splashed out all over Lan En.

But the demon hunter of the Bear School couldn't feel anything at all thanks to his heavy armor. "Hey! Old guy, why are you so fucking crazy? You burned me!"

Fergus, who was passing by, was burned a bit and jumped up to three feet high, shouting and cursing.

He and Yuna are now ready to start their own business and open their own blacksmith shop.

But his teacher, the dwarf master Tur Butcher, still didn't realize that in fact, his skills were not absorbed into Fergus's mind at all, but were all learned by the human girl Yuna.

He was also very pleased to hear that Fergus was going to start his own business.

This makes both Fergus and Yuna feel a little guilty, so their mood swings have been a lot bigger recently.

However, considering that Yuna is the kind of person who is obsessed with blacksmith skills, she is not a racist who is ready to steal the dwarves' technology first and then drive the dwarves out of the city or even kill them.

Lan En felt that Tur Butcher's skills could be passed on to her quite well.

The apprenticeship fee paid by Fergus was equivalent to the tuition fee given by Yuna.

Lann leaned over and patted Fergus on the shoulder, trying to calm him down. Then he took off the bearskin shawl from his armor and the deck below, and handed it to Berengar.

"I have business with you."

Seeing Lan En's movements, Berengar also stopped what he was doing and walked to the processing table next to the furnace.

Lan En piled the heavy armor parts on the processing table with a clatter.

"I met a good player this time. The guy burned a small piece of my shoulder. Please help me see if the armor is okay."

"Can you burn your shoulders?"

Belengar looked at Lan En in surprise, and then ground his molar teeth.

"Okay, it's not unusual for anything to appear in the celestial sphere. Let me take a look."

He unfolded Lan En's armor cape on the table and stroked it inch by inch with his palm.

"The bear skin is burned through. Tsk tsk tsk, enchanted bear skins are like this. I can understand how painful it was for you at that time."

"But the Valyrian steel armor underneath is holding up, and there's no structural problem. I'll just replace it with a new enchanted bearskin. As it is now, you'll probably have to put [Quen's Sign" two more times than normal. 】, in order to fill the armor with chaotic magic power."

While talking about the solution, Berengar explained to Lan the problem with the current armor.

Under normal circumstances, Lan En casts [Quen's Seal] almost twice, and this set of Bear School Grandmaster Armor can automatically recycle the escaped chaos magic power and generate another [Quen's Seal] for him.

However, the damage to the bearskin on the shawl significantly reduced the recovery efficiency of the escaped chaos magic power.

"give it to you."

Lan En said reassuringly, and then seemed to remember something again.

He took out a piece of parchment from the alchemical leather bag on his waist. This was a drawing that had been drawn in the ancient Greek world.

"Huh? What is this?"

Berengar, who was packing up his bearskin shawl, looked at the design drawings spread out in front of him and asked with interest.

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(End of this chapter)