Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 875 857. Female Knight

It seems that as long as Leonard talks about the goddess Rosalia, he can talk endlessly.

But Lan En just raised his chin towards the maggots in front of the motorcade.

"But what you said is the beautiful [rebirth], is it like that?"

"That's part of the rebirth process."

Leonard did not shy away or change the topic, he just spread his hands and spoke calmly.

"First 'melt' the existing body before it can form a better one in the future. An insect turns into a cocoon and then turns into a butterfly. It's easy to understand, isn't it?"

"For people who have tortured their bodies to the point of wanting to regenerate themselves, or who are extremely dissatisfied with their current bodies, no one cares about such an 'embarrassing period'."

Lan En shook his head.

"Then I'll take another look. I'm actually not that dissatisfied with my body now."

But what made Lan En feel a little concerned was that Leonard's words about the goddess's encounter were consistent with Archbishop Klimt's words, and it was a "sudden change" without beginning or end.

Leonard's words are quite reasonable.

"The goddess suffered... no, something unexpected happened. She is now isolated and helpless. After coming out of Lothrik City, she didn't even have a few loyal warriors around her. The world is in chaos. It's the time when she needs help."

But it is not impossible, after all, every world has a different definition of God.

It is not incomprehensible that he does not have overwhelming combat power, but is called a 'god' because he possesses some rare and magical characteristics.

Although Lan En felt that it was a bit strange for a 'god' to say that he was alone and still needed soldiers to serve him.

"This world is full of dangers. As long as you are a warrior, there will always be a day when you are fighting."

But considering the special features of this world, it should be true.

This sudden emotion could be felt sensitively by Lan En even if he was wearing a mask.

Although he was wearing a mask, Lan En still squinted his eyes and glanced at him from the corner of his eyes.

Lan En's words seemed to hit Leonard's pain point.

"There will always be things like birth, old age, illness, and death, haha."

But Leonard seemed to think that his mask was enough to hide his emotions in front of Lan En, so he suppressed his voice and continued to maintain a tone that was not much different from before.

There will be more and more battles.

Leonard smiled softly as before.

"Who knows what will happen in the future? But I am more curious now, why are you insistent on promoting your goddess to me?"

The masked man who was originally unhurried and spoke with an aristocratic accent suddenly fell silent for a while.

Very strong anger.

He sounded very confident.

"You look like a good player."

As long as the curse of the undead continues to expand its influence, there will be more and more wandering souls who cannot be killed and want to kill others.

In a sense, it can be called 'official rhetoric'.

However, through Leonard's angry and reluctant emotion, Lan En understood that this rhetoric was just 'rhetoric' and was two different things from 'fact'.

[Mother of Rebirth] Rosalia. What happened to her?
"In short, if you are interested in [Rebirth], then become 'Rosalia's Finger'."

Leonard finally said in a low voice.

"Just like me, [Leonard of Ring Finger]. Go and serve Rosalia."

It sounds like 'Rosalia's Finger' is the external title of the Order for these goddess knights.

But at this moment, among a group of silent warriors, a cold female voice intervened. "Issuing an invitation to a warrior whom I met on the road for less than half an hour. Recruiting followers without discerning the basics will only bring shame to the name of the goddess, Leonard."

It was a female warrior who walked up to the two men.

She was wearing a combination of plate armor and chain armor, and at her waist was a large stabbing sword that was almost as large as an ordinary half-hand sword.

On her head is not a helmet, but a beautiful decoration composed of a white veil and headband.

Of course, the face under the head decoration is also very beautiful, but like most people in this world, it is expressionless and lifeless.

As a demon hunter who often deals with silver products, Lan En could immediately tell that the armor on her body was mixed with silver.

The headband on her head is made of sterling silver.

To be honest, if there is no tendency to target combat scenes and combat objects, then soft silver is not suitable for making weapons.

"Moreover," the female warrior continued to speak lightly. "This obscure goddess suddenly came out of Lothric City at this moment. It's hard to say what her identity is."

"How dare you question the legitimacy of the goddess?! Sirius of the Land of Twilight!"

This female warrior named Sirius, from the Kingdom of Twilight, seemed to piss Leonard off immediately.

The originally gentle voice under his silver mask did not become hysterical, but became deeper, with a hint of coldness.

It's like an inconspicuous knife, but it's enough to cut a throat.

"Can't the archbishop's personal escort help you understand the noble status of the goddess?"

"That's the Archbishop of the Deep Church."

Sirius used a cold voice to supplement Leonard's words.

"And as we all know, since the Netherworld Church was used to house the bones of [The Netherworld Saint] Eldridge a long time ago, the reputation of the bishops is not very good."

The atmosphere between the two gradually became tense.

The goddess knight wearing a silver mask held her hand on the strange weapon on her waist.

It was a strange sword with a handle connected to a curved blade that looked like a crescent moon.

Lan En is still not very clear why the female knight is dissatisfied with Leonard and his goddess.

But the atmosphere had reached such a tense level that Lan En had no intention of letting things develop.

"bass!"

Just as the atmosphere between Sirius and Leonard became increasingly tense, a silvery light as clear as lake water passed between the two of them like a breeze.

"O-ugh!"

And after the graceful arc of the blade passed between the two of them.

One of the undead corpses originally piled on the car, he had just opened his skinny mouth, preparing to scream instinctively as soon as he regained life.

But the dry throat was only halfway through roaring when the light and accurate blade of the knife penetrated his mouth while he was lying on his back, piercing all the way through the back of his head, and the tip of the knife emerged from the scalp on the back of his head.

The roar and the resurrected life all stayed at this moment.

The tense atmosphere between the two could no longer be maintained because of the blade between them.

With a gentle 'stab' sound, Alondette's knife tip was smoothly and slowly withdrawn from the corpse's mouth, without a trace of blood.

"no matter what."

Lan En took back the Lake Lady's Sword, slowly put it into its scabbard, and spoke calmly.

"I think since we are all working in the team, personal conflicts should be resolved without affecting work. What do you two think?"

(End of this chapter)