Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 277 276. Reappearance successful

Berengar is an energetic demon hunter due to a hormonal mutation. When Lan En met him for the first time, he used his wages as a dock laborer to meet his physical needs.

In his long life, he has eaten and seen it.

The old guy simply didn't believe that this sorceress, whose eyes were burning, could 'keep her distance' as she said.

But look at Lan En’s expression! He believed it! He really believed it!

At the wine table, Triss changed from her dull and awkward mood when she and Berengar were sitting alone.

She used her clear oriole-like voice to describe Vizima's current situation and changes to Lan En.

Foltest was troubled by several border disputes with neighboring countries. Stysa's subordinates were a little restless, but they were directly suppressed by the king's backhand.

Berengar looked at the royal sorceress consultant who would ride to the Dark Water regularly, and felt that even her facial features seemed to be alive compared to the previous days.

very good.

The old demon hunter was even more certain of his judgment.

Men and women love this kind of thing, don't expect to be able to control it when the atmosphere comes.

In this regard, the boy in front of me is still a fool, but I believe he will mature soon.

"why are you laughing?"

Lan En raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to ask Berengar, who was holding a wine glass and smiling strangely.

Berengar covered the lower half of his face with a drinking gesture and answered in a low voice.

"Nothing, nothing. I just suddenly felt that when your Xiong School was training you, it didn't seem to be very comprehensive."

Isn't Lan Enxin talking nonsense? My knowledge of alchemy, curses, and monsters is still a lesson from you.

During the subsequent chat, Triss indeed stopped staring at Lan En's side face. And she also distanced herself from him to prevent her body from accidentally touching him and causing some magical 'reaction'.

And after another round of drinking, he left the Dark Water on horseback and went to Vizima.

"You've been laughing ever since, Berengar! You haven't even stopped."

After the sound of Triss's hoofbeats went away, Lan En looked at the old demon hunter in front of him with determination.

"Hey, I just finished working on a dangerous trip to another world, and you treat your friends and employer like this? What's so funny?"

The old witcher never took the big wooden mug of beer from his lips, and now he spoke in a hushed tone.

"I thought of something happy. Poof!"

"Okay! Don't look at me like a scumbag! This is the first time since I met you that I feel less like a loser! Don't try to take away this fun from me!"

Berengar said firmly.

"You have to experience this for yourself and gain knowledge! Without this kind of experience, you will regret it in the future! Remember, young demon hunter. This is the teaching given to you by the elders."

Lan En didn't really want to get to the bottom of it, so he sneered and said nothing about it, easily breaking the old demon hunter's good sense of self with his backhand.

"Failure."

"As an elder who teaches others, you need to add an attributive word in front of it - 'failed'."

Mentos promptly presented a batch of fireworks special effects on Lan En's retina, with two big words in the middle, "Explosive Kill!"

It has to be said that biological brains are becoming more and more adept at flattering people.

But Berengar has long been dead and is not afraid of boiling water.

I, a demon hunter, am already working as a laborer to earn overtime pay. I still care about what you say?

Just with your face, your physique, and your magical reflexes...hehe, there will be a lot of fun to watch from now on!

A fight between a sorceress and a sorceress is guaranteed to be more exciting than a knight's tale!

With the attitude of waiting for the good show in the future, Berengar only felt that the Kaedwen stout mixed with water in the cup was a bit clearer.

"Okay, we won't joke around after Triss leaves. Come on, I'll show you the goods, Mr. Employer."

The big wooden cup banged on the table, and the old demon hunter stood up confidently.

Lan En also remembered that when he walked into the rift between the celestial spheres, Berengar was almost complete in re-engraving Valyrian steel.

A few months later, he must have achieved results.

After all, when he talks about his blacksmithing skills, he always says, 'Even if we include the dwarves in this world, there are few blacksmiths who have been working on blacksmithing longer than me.'

Lan En also drank the remaining half of the bottle of rye vodka in one gulp.

The cold high-altitude wine passed down his throat, and only then could he feel his own hot body temperature through the contrast.

The high body temperature without discomfort made him feel better when he drank cold drinks.

"Huh~ let's go. I learned a lot of powerful new things in this different world this time. The ordinary half-hand sword is a bit out of hand. The Valyrian steel has been re-engraved, just in time to change my equipment."

Berengar was full of confidence: "Your investment is definitely worth the money, don't worry."

The two walked out of the lively tavern. As soon as they opened the door, the hot air in the tavern swirled out from the crack in the door and turned into a white mist visible to the naked eye in the cold air.

The villagers of Darkwater have come to accept Berengar's existence.

He used Lan En's investment to occupy half of the blacksmith shop in the village, as well as the equipment. as his workbench.

Lan En followed Berengar in, and saw the old demon hunter taking out a standard-sized steel ingot bar from the bag on the ground, smiling and gesticulating at Lan En.

"call out!"

Lan En's long and neat eyebrows couldn't help but raise and whistled.

"The texture is so beautiful."

The pattern of the steel ingot in Berengar's hand was exactly the same as the blade of the dragon bone dagger on Lan En's waist.

The water wave-like pattern, the black part is like deep black smoke.

“Don’t just look at the pattern, look at the quality.”

Berengar crossed his arms and looked very confident.

Lan En pulled out the dragon bone dagger from his waist and used the back of the knife to pull on the steel ingot.

After a sound of steel rubbing against each other, the area in contact with the back of the knife was placed in front of the cat's eyes and looked at carefully.

"Sir, using the limit of your vision as an observation standard, this steel ingot is no different from Valyrian steel in terms of hardness. In other words, this is a Valyrian steel ingot."

Mentos analyzed it through Lan En's eyes, and Lan En nodded with understanding.

"You did succeed, Berengar. Congratulations, you have made a kind of steel that has never appeared in this world."

Such a large Valyrian steel ingot would be enough to buy a small castle in Arya's world!

Because there, this is not only a weapon base that can be handed down from generation to generation. The weapons it makes are symbols of noble blood and family.

For this symbol, many nobles are willing to shed a lot of blood.

But when technology crosses the world, the process of reproducing it becomes not very difficult or expensive due to the different knowledge in each world.

According to Berengar, such a Valyrian steel ingot of the standard size of the Temerian Blacksmith Guild costs around fifty orens.

Compared with the magic-blocking gold refined into ingots, it is twice as cheap!

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