Astartes of the Bear School Chapter 125

 Chapter 125 124. Changing Times

Foltest took his guards and rode out of the Dark Water.

Roche followed closely behind the king, and when he was far enough away from the village, he stepped forward slightly and spoke softly.

“Your Majesty, the power of the witcher is always a hidden danger.”

Earlier today, the characteristics of the witcher community have become a must-read for Temerian dignitaries.

Statha's status in this kingdom is second only to the king, but even for such a character, the manors and defenses he built are like a sieve to the witchers.

 No one cared about witchers before, partly because of their low social status. Second, no one could have imagined that they could do this if they were serious.

 No one could care less about the power that could forcibly kill Count Stetha.

 Even if the scope is extended to the entire continent, he can be regarded as a great nobleman!

Roche had no dislike for the demon hunters from the beginning, because he also came from a lowly background.

He even more recognized and respected Lan, who had cut through the Stesa Manor for a group of children.

 But in the final analysis, he is a ruthless patriot.

 In terms of love, no one dislikes a hero who is not afraid of power.

Logically, he could not see such an overly powerful person in Temeria.

 But Foltest was not as worried as his subordinates.

Even if he is the master of this country, even if he has the information and the scope of his attention, they will all explain to him the shortcomings of an uncontrollable powerful warrior.

 He just rode on his own, telling his thoughts without looking back.

 “Times are changing, Roche. They have been changing especially rapidly recently.”

"Before today, no one on this continent knew that a person who had mastered basic magic, and given the skills and qualities of a top warrior, could single-handedly kill through the manor and fortress of a great nobleman. Because No one has ever done this!”

"The sorcerers who master magic are more willing to seize power in the intrigues of the palace. The druids and priests stay away from the world. The witchers mostly adhere to the principle of neutrality and rarely enter the towns."

"You have read the information, Roche. Before Lan En, there were only two most famous examples of demon hunters killing humans. Geralt of Rivia was known as [The Butcher of Blavikan]. Old God, it was such a wonderful era. You were called a butcher just for killing seven thugs at the market. The demon hunter we were sitting drinking with just now killed more than two hundred people last night alone!"

"The other one was called [Iroh's Cat], and his record was to massacre a small village. What's interesting is that the two of them tried to earn a bounty from Yada's curse, but one died and the other made money."

Roche listened silently.

He has always known his position. He is wise, but not much. The role of executor is more suitable for him than planner.

 Foltest is a wise and majestic king. When he is making decisions, Roche will not talk to him.

“Times are changing all the time, Roche. It's just that it's too slow, and sometimes it takes two steps backward, so that people like you who don't have access to a lot of information don't notice it.”

 Foltest then sighed.

“Humanity has only landed on this continent for more than five hundred years. We discovered the magic of chaos here, and we are divided into those who master the magic and ordinary people.”

“For more than five hundred years, these two groups of people have fought against and compromised with each other, leading to the current situation. The king and the magician.”

"People thought that the historical changes ended here and the situation became stable. But for the kings and those who really affect the operation of the country, until now, pulls, compromises, disputes, and changes still happen all the time. .”

 “Can you believe it, Roche?”

 Foltest turned to look at his loyal warrior.

"Just four years ago, when Geralt came here to lift the curse on my Yada, I saw the existence of the witcher for the first time. At that time, I even had to consult Triss to understand that this was What kind of people are you grouping with?"

“But now, four years later, a witcher has done such a big thing in Vizima! Times have changed like the water of the Pontar River.”

 After sighing for a while about the changes in the times, Foltest turned to Roche and said.

"I need to urgently buy a batch of magic-blocking gold to equip the palace guards. I will also find some wild mages to come over and give the soldiers some combat training. At least let my soldiers know how to deal with fireballs, lightning and hypnosis. "

“Your Majesty, the Ministry of Trade has urgently included the anti-magic gold in the list of military procurement materials. Isn't it a bit unnecessary for me to do it?”

 The king shook his head.

“The Ministry of Trade is the Ministry of Trade, but what I want now is not large-scale hoarding. If we are talking about business, the Department of Trade is very useful, but you know better how a warrior can get the equipment he is in a hurry to use.”

"Understood, I'll do it when I get back." Roche no longer refuted.

While riding, Foltest looked at the breezy surface of Lake Vizima and narrowed his eyes slightly.

“Hurry up, Roche. In the near future, all the magic-blocking gold on the market will not be the same as it is now.”

The speed at which the price of magic gold increases depends on how quickly the story of Lan En [Hunter Lord] spreads.

 Lan watched the king's team leave.

 He took Poppy to the shore of Lake Vizima and prepared to give him a good wash.

From time to time, this mare with dark clouds and snow would hit Lan En's chest with her head.

Aliya is in the tavern room, and she is preparing to reinstall the plate armor accessories sent by Foltest onto the High Bear School armor.

 This is just an assembly job, and it doesn't matter if you don't know the skills of a blacksmith.

In the backpack on Poppai's back, everything was in abundance. Even the missing and damaged items were replaced with new and expensive ones.

 Lan En sighed with emotion at the meticulousness of Foltest's palace steward.

 Started to draw water from the lake and pour it on Poppy.

“So why did Foltest bring you here?”

Lan En was brushing his mane with a brush and talking to the side.

Berengar was sitting on a stone by the lake, with his arms, belly, and thighs wrapped in bandages, and he was filling his mouth with [Swallow] one bite at a time.

That was the potion given to him by Lan En, and his own inventory has probably been taken away by Foltest.

 Hearing Lan En's question, he made a cold joke.

"Maybe it's because he can't find my parents. After all, I'm hundreds of years old."

Seeing that Lan En, who was brushing the horse's back, was completely embarrassed, Berengar sneered and continued.

“Okay, okay. That guy probably thinks that any demon hunter can have your skills. Who dares to let you into the city now?”

“Tell the truth, little bear cub. What ingredients did your school of thought add to your mutation to create a demon hunter like you?”

When he said the three words "witcher", Berengar's tone was even a little uncertain.

Lan En was silent. Berengar thought that he was just keeping the secret formula of the school, or was resisting the pain of mutation.

 Smile nonchalantly.

 After a period of silence, Lan En asked calmly.

“Then all the money you saved from working hard in Vizima is gone?”

 “What if?” Regarding this question, Berengar was surprisingly free and easy.

"When I took out the sword again for those children, I didn't even dare to think about living. Now that I can enjoy the wind and sun here, I have no complaints."

"I transported those children. Although I don't know it, it is my fault. If I can lose some money and wash away the guilt in my heart, then I will make a lot of money. I am a demon hunter. As long as I don't go Fighting in the wild, I can live for hundreds of years, my body is as good as a big man, and if I lose my money, I will lose it."

Berengar's free and easy attitude was very different from when he was pinned against the wall by Lan En when they first met.

 At that time, he was filled with resentment towards his identity as a demon hunter.

 Perhaps the experience of risking one's life for a noble goal changed him.

After Lan En looked at him with a smile, he seemed to mention it unintentionally.

“I want to make money elsewhere. Are you interested in accepting my employment?”

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