Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 784 766. Fanatical Trend

This place is really close to Aretuosa, and after Lan En input his chaotic magic power into the cone crystal, almost the next moment, the telepathic link suddenly came from the crystal.

Then, before Lan En could speak.

There was a "bang" sound.

The change in atmospheric pressure caused a burst of moderate explosions.

Behind Lan En, a portal opened in mid-air.

Wearing only a nightgown, her graceful and enchanting figure pounced directly on Lan En's back.

"Ha! Surprise!"

Margarita's voice came close to Lan En's ear, and her moist breath carried the smell of rose perfume.

At first, Lan En felt pretty good.

Margarita hugged his shoulders, chest, waist and abdomen from behind.

"Wait, I feel like your hand is going lower and lower?"

The witcher sounded a little panicked.

"Is this my imagination?"

But the sorceress with flaming red lips smiled evilly in his ear.

"No."

Margarita's breath blew the hair on Lan En's ears.

"My hand is indeed going lower and lower. You have made me 'hungry' for a long time. Don't you think you should be responsible?"

However, to the sorceress's surprise, this time the young demon hunter did not give in half-heartedly. He said he didn't want his body but was very honest.

He used gentle but strong force to open the hand of the 'old driver' who wanted to lead him to drive.

"I missed you too, Rita."

The witcher's tone was a bit awkward.

"But now is really not the right time."

"Um?"

The sorceress was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that the 'horse' she was sitting on seemed a bit unusually tall.

Moreover, she seemed to have touched something furry on Lan En's chest.

A helmeted cat's head poked back from Lan En's shoulder.

The calico kitten rested its chin on Lan En's shoulder, tilted her head and looked at the sorceress behind her, and said in confusion, 'Meow? ’ sound.

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"That's why I called you out."

The witcher spread his hands in the woods, turned around and patted the belly of the unicorn beside him.

"It's too conspicuous. I can say that once he wears the hooded cloak, he looks like a taller and stronger mysterious man. I can't hide it."

Lan En always keeps a hooded cloak dipped in pine oil and resin in his alchemical leather bag to deal with rainy weather.

Margarita stood aside, holding the ball of flannelette in her arms like a doll.

"That's a shame."

she said rather regretfully.

"I thought you wanted to do some new tricks outside after you came back."

Faced with sorceresses and other 'senior veterans', Lan En still seemed a little immature.

Like now, Margarita didn't feel any shyness or embarrassment at all, and she calmly made Lan En feel as if there was something wrong with her.

"You're right, though. You really need to lay low now."

Margarita tugged on the shoulder straps of her nightgown, which caused a wave of white flowers on the wide open neckline.

But in terms of expression, the sorceress looked very serious.

She was never frivolous when it came to Lan En or her students.

"Since this time, the rumors about you and the demon hunter have become more and more mysterious."

"At first I was quite happy to hear it, but later on, Tisaya and I always felt that someone was deliberately using public opinion to flatter you. In an almost unrealistic direction."

"Some people say that you are a hero in a certain region's mythology, and others say that you are the last hero of mankind before the apocalypse. But in the end, it basically ends with the establishment of a small cult."

Margarita looked at the witcher seriously.

Although Lan En frowned a little, he didn't look surprised.

"Excessive fame will make those restless guys feel that they have found an opportunity to get ahead. Most of them don't care what I think, and they don't even believe my battle reports. They just use my reputation for themselves. .”

"And in this regard, you have always been sober and very reassuring." Margarita said to Lan En with a smile.

"It's best to just disappear from the world at this time. And you've only been back for a day, and you seem to automatically understand the current situation."

"Ha, if the wizards and witches I know had such a reputation, I guarantee that 99% of them would laugh."

At the end of the sentence, Margarita curled her lips and smiled incomprehensibly.

Most likely, he thought of the sorcerers' dissolute lifestyle and their weakness when disaster struck.

In the past, as a member of the warlock group, even a high-ranking member, Margarita did not feel there was anything wrong with this.

But after watching Lan En reach today step by step, and after experiencing and overcoming hardships, she still maintains a luxurious and lazy attitude towards life. But I no longer have much interest in the bustling life of the past.

"I have never suffered such a huge reputation, but at least I know what is going on and what it may develop into later."

Lan En waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

There is one good thing about being a history buff: I have never eaten pork, but at least I have seen pigs running.

Fanatic faith and love actually have nothing to do with the object of belief, but may bring disaster.

Lan En knew this very well.

His reputation is too great now, and you can feel it just from the small village of Dark Water.

The Dark Water was still just a village on the outskirts of Vizima, far away from the outbreak point of the war and the cruel front line.

I had such a reaction just because I heard about it.

And what about those areas that have actually experienced the pain and cruelty of war?

Pain breaks the human mind, and blind faith takes advantage.

Lan En could imagine the fanaticism that would arise in those places even without going there to see it.

Once a trend is formed, it has little relationship with the initiator and cannot be controlled.

"You are right to stay here, after all such a noble beast."

Margarita approached Qilin holding the cat in her arms.

Gu Long just glanced at her for a moment and then went to try to taste the pine needles in the woods of this world.

“Gorgeous and elegant.”

Margarita ran her palms across Qilin's mane, and the feel and color seemed to make her a little intoxicated.

Qilin, known as the [Fantasy Beast], although its combat power is not as good as that of an ordinary golden lion due to its youth. But this noble and solemn appearance is indeed first-class attractive.

"If you ride it into the city, even if the residents of Gos Velen are used to seeing magic, they will probably be amazed by it. Ah, this natural beauty."

"Yes, yes, it's beautiful."

Lan En squatted on the ground and echoed casually. When he said this, he picked up a few leaves from the ground and tried to wipe off the mud on his boots.

"So please help me and open a portal as soon as possible, okay?"