Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 779 761. Shoemaker

"You two stay outside for now."

Lan En turned over and got off Qilin's back. Flannel Ball and Qilin looked at him blankly.

"Is something wrong, meow?"

The calico cat pushed the masked knight's helmet that had slipped a little, and said seriously.

"If we have to fight, I have no problem now, nya!"

These words sounded extremely firm and decisive when spoken in the kitten's mouth. It even raised its plundering knife with its little paws to emphasize its tone.

Qilin's breath was also filled with tiny blue arcs of electricity.

In response, Lan En smiled and waved his hand.

"No, I just think that following you two will scare some people. People here are not very receptive in comparison."

"Although the living environment is not as good as that of the New World, it is not a lawless zone where life and death are inevitable before taking two steps. There is no need to be so nervous."

"oh."

The flannel ball stuck out his tongue in embarrassment and put away the looting knife.

The reason was that Lan En's words before leaving made the kitten too nervous.

"Then Qilin and I are waiting for you here, meow?"

"Yes." Lan En nodded, "It shouldn't take long."

Walking out of the small woods at the landing point, the overgrown branches were pressed open by the demon hunter's body, scratching against the armor, making a "thumping" sound.

At first glance, it sounded like some large beast was about to jump out of the woods.

A fisherman who was repairing leaks in his fishing net by the lake suddenly took out a short sword from a pile of sewing tools and held it in his hand, looking nervously but suspiciously at the woods.

Until the figure of the witcher came out of the woods.

He suddenly put down the dagger in his hand and let out a long breath.

"Ah, is it you?"

Lan En had never met him, but he acted like a villager who had seen the witcher in the village but had never hung out in front of him.

Even when Lan En's figure was clearly beyond that of an ordinary person, he squatted down to mend the fishing net again.

Lan En tilted his head and watched this scene with interest.

With his extraordinary senses, he could hear the fisherman's heartbeat beginning to accelerate in front of him, and his nose could smell the cold sweat oozing out of his skin.

"When a normal person senses that there is a large beast in the woods around him, his first reaction is to run away instead of taking out a dagger, sir."

Lan En walked behind the 'fisherman' and said lightly.

"That look makes me think you have the confidence to stab a wild boar to death with a short sword. Are you still a fisherman here if you have such skills?"

The 'fisherman''s body froze for a moment.

But he immediately put on an incomprehensible expression, squatted on the ground and turned to look at Lan En.

It seems that he is really a fisherman in a village who makes a living by fishing and has little knowledge and experience.

But walking on the familiar road, Lan En could already feel the active mood of the people in this village, as well as the transmission of information.

The Emperor's Children's talent for sensing crowd emotions is always most effective and outstanding among intelligent creatures.

Fighting with monsters, there is really no room for improvement.

While walking on the muddy and black land of the village, Lan En stretched out his feet and kicked aside the chickens and ducks that were walking around in front of him. He avoided the excrement of dogs and cows on the ground, and walked in a zigzag way to the grocery store of Dark Water. superior.

The owner of the grocery store was still a familiar face, but next to him came a new-looking shoemaker.

The shoemaker's neck hangs like a necklace with the shoe styles he made from his own hands.

He has a bald head and wears a cheap-looking monocle.

His shoe shop is a large trailer with windows on all sides. As long as he stops and spreads his legs, it can be turned into a temporary shop.

It was filled with all kinds of boots and shoes.

When he saw Lan En approaching, the owner of the grocery store first wiped his eyes in a daze, and then suddenly burst into loud cheers.

"Huh? Aha!"

The grocery store owner almost ran out of the shop and came to the demon hunter.

"Lord Lan En? Is it really you?"

"Meritelli! This is, this is."

His lips moved, but he didn't know what to say because he was so excited.

It was Lan En who patted his shoulder to calm him down.

"Hey, don't make it sound like it was the first time we met. The first time I came to you to buy celandine flowers, you looked at my face and took the opportunity to kill me. Remember? Why are you so excited?"

"It's different!" He retorted fiercely, and along with his body twisting due to his mood, "It's different! When I saw you last time, I didn't know you had done such a big thing!"

"You are a hero!"

"Oh my God. I actually touched your body! A living body!"

At the end of the sentence, the boss looked at his hands in disbelief.

"Am I still a holy object?" Lan En suggested with a silent smile and tilted his head, "How about you bottle your hand washing water, put a label on it and sell it?"

But what makes Lan En feel horrified is that this boss is actually seriously considering it!

In the past few months, what kind of propaganda has the original war made me look like?

A living saint?

Lan En knew that the commotion he caused was quite big, but he didn't expect it to be so big!

In fact, this is really a foreigner who has just arrived, and has not deeply felt the invisible oppression of the Nilfgaard Empire towards the people in the north.

In the previous decades, the pressure of this theocratic slave state had been on the entire continent.

Northerners are hearing the news that Nilfgaard's territory is expanding again with increasing frequency.

'The Nilfgaardian Empire will never have a correct and accurate territorial map, because the expansion of the Empire will never stop. ’

This quote from the Nilfgaardian cartographer was once very famous.

Until the last time, that huge and unprecedented war.

The Nilfgaardians scrapped the strength of an entire large army, but all they got was a small piece of Cintra.

Nilfgaard's failure was revealed to the world as never before.

And this failure is the manifestation of one person's anger.

There is no story more legendary than this.

The grocery store owner was almost too excited to speak. He just grabbed Lan En's hand repeatedly and muttered: "Come have a drink, please!"

Then, regardless of whether Lan En agreed or not, he staggered towards the tavern in the village.

And until the figure of the grocery store owner disappeared around the corner, Lan Encai spoke to the shoemaker behind him without looking back.

"Compared to ordinary people who are too excited. Being too calm will also appear abnormal, sir."

At this time, the surroundings were silent except for the sound of the shoemaker repeatedly polishing the uppers of the shoes with rough leather, and the smell of cow dung filled the air.

"There are no less than three messages passing through this village now, but the location where they finally gathered points to here."

Lan En turned around and spread his hands towards the shoemaker who stopped working.

"Or is it that if you want to work as a shoemaker in a place now, you have to do this?"

The shoemaker's tongue moved around in his mouth against his lips, and then he spoke.

"I fucking told you before that having a bunch of stuff that's there and nothing is just a nuisance. No way, a bunch of idiots who have been fucked by breeding pigs always think they are more professional than me."

As he said that, the bald shoemaker threw the shoes and rough leather into the cart, as if he couldn't stand it for a long time.

"Just call me Taler. Please forgive me, Master. It's better not to dirty your hands if they are dirty. Didn't you talk about drinking? Then let's sit in the pub?"

The demon hunter, who could kill a Nilfgaardian hybrid master by himself, saw the flaw, but this man who was not very strong didn't seem to care, and even extended an invitation to Lan En.

I have to say that even with my experience as a demon hunter, I was surprised by his outrageous swear words.

So Lan En readily agreed.