Lan En led the pack horse and followed Margarita towards the tavern of Dark Water.
The blonde beauty in front had an expression between joy and irritation.
Lan En can understand Margarita's mood. After all, when she was in Arethusa, she had already made it very clear that if Vizima's trip did not go smoothly and the enemy was too strong, then she would go back.
She hoped that Lan En would give priority to her own life safety.
But the young man's ruthless work of killing Count Stesa's entire estate without saying a word was definitely not in line with this kind of instruction.
Although for Arethusa College, this further highlights the precious value of Lan En itself.
But when Margarita treats Lan En, she always puts her status as the dean at the back of the list. So as the dean of Aretuza, she was angry at Lan En's actions.
As soon as the two of them reached the door of the tavern, Berengar, who seemed to have no trace of injury at all, came over to greet them.
"Hey, you have been out for more than ten days, where did you get such a big guy?"
The old demon hunter was standing by the wall with his arms folded, looking at the horse. The alien packhorse paced pitifully with a huge mandible on its back.
Although obvious traces of weathering can be seen on the mandible, the lines and size still combine to create a ferocious aura.
The distance between the two ends of the mandible is a whole horse length, and the packhorse does not pant much, showing the light quality of this bone.
"This shape is like a dragon with the size of a keel, my God"
Although he ran away from the profession of demon hunter because he lacked the talent to adapt to fighting. But after all, he is a demon hunter who has been systematically taught by the Wolf School.
I have never killed a dragon, and I have at least read the Monster Manual.
Berengar seemed not to have seen the expression on Margarita’s face who was walking in front. He came closer to Lan En and looked at Balerion’s mandible.
But when he got closer, the old demon hunter lowered his voice and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Your kid hooked up with Margarita Laux Andre, who has been waiting for you here for the past few days. She has been in a bad mood. Let me tell you, although everyone knows that the sorceress is difficult to deal with, But as long as you push her to the bed for a while."
The corners of Lan En's mouth twitched vaguely.
He really thought Berengar came here to see the dragon bones
He came here with you to be a love assistant
And what kind of primitive person are you? Love Method
Margarita can hear it
The sorceresses' bodies were mutated by the magic of chaos far less deeply than the demon hunters, but after they used magic, Even sharper than a demon hunter.
At this time, Ms. Margarita was looking at Lan En with a playful look.
The look in his eyes was not anger at being talked about behind his back, but a kind of eagerness to try
Lan En was a little unsure.It's okay to be angry
The young man avoided Margarita's staring eyes and led the pack horse to the stable.
Then he sat at the long table in the tavern with Berengar and Margarita.
"I thought you would leave first."
Lan asked Berengar while drinking cold Kaedwen stout.
The beer is hand-frozen from the margarita.
Berengar did not enjoy the treatment of magic cold beer, so he was drinking a glass of room temperature with his lips curled up.
"I would like to leave, but"
As he said that, the old demon hunter glanced at the dean of the magic academy sitting next to Lan En.
Lan En nodded silently.
When he went to expel Dagon, he only told Berengar that he would send Alia away, but he never thought that he would also go to another world.
He suddenly disappeared, and Berengar, the last person in contact, would definitely not be able to escape.
If Margarita didn’t hold him down, Triss would probably come over and hold him down.
"Sorry, man. I wasted your time." Lan En apologized and clinked a glass with Berengar.
The old witcher seemed indifferent.
"There's nothing wrong with people like us, we just have a lot of time. We can't say it's wasted."
"By the way, how about Triss's place"
p>Just now he thought of Triss, so Lan En asked.
Since he disappeared inexplicably for more than ten days, the situation in Vizima should not have changed in such a short period of time
Theories are theories, but when Lan En thought about the red-haired I can't help but worry about the sorceress's enthusiasm and insensitivity towards politics.
Berengar opened his mouth, but Margarita's slightly hoarse voice immediately took over the topic.
"Merigord, she is now at home in Vizima. It's just that she has a close relationship with you, which has advantages and disadvantages. In addition to looking for you this time, I also come here as a Temerian The neutral magic power invited by the royal family came to dismantle the teleportation coordinates left by Merigold in this village."
"Foltest has reached an agreement with you not to enter Vizima, so they will. There would be no loopholes like the portal. Merigold wants to come over, either by riding a horse or taking a boat, or by randomly opening a portal to try his luck."
Lan En heard this. Something strange.
"There's something wrong, Rita. Triss is from Aretuosa, right? Please neutralize the magic power, no matter what, you have to go to Banad Academy, right?"
Aritusa Sa is all female sorcerers, while the famous Academy of Ban'ad is all male sorcerers.
Margarita raised her long and charming eyebrows slightly.
"It's true that Merigold was born in Aretussa, but now everyone knows that she wants to sleep with you. And Foltest's intelligence department is more in-depth. They know that I too I want to sleep with you, so yes, my stance is definitely neutral.”
"Ahem"
The sorceress's bold words made Lan En choke.
"Rita"
"Okay, okay, don't act like a shy boy who has never eaten meat. Didn't you say you wanted to find a succubus? "
Hearing this, Berengar across the table looked at the young demon hunter with a look of admiration for a warrior.
That was the second time he looked at Lan En with such eyes after being rescued at Stasa Manor.
It seems that in the era when he was active as a demon hunter, creatures like succubi that sucked men's essence were still a very scary thing.
So much so that he couldn't imagine this kind of gameplay.
Lan En could only turn his head away in embarrassment.
"Is Foltest's intelligence agency so powerful?"
"Otherwise, why else would the warlocks be attached to the kingdom?"
Margarita She waved her hands indifferently. She had no interest in politics, but she knew something about it.
"Throughout the ages, no great mage can use magic to control everyone's thoughts and make society operate according to his own will. But kings have done it with gold and titles. Who is more pervasive, needless to say Let’s do it.”
Lan re-evaluated the king who found him in the hotel.
Not only is he bold, direct and delicate on the surface, but he is also very thoughtful secretly.
"Okay, anyway, I may never meet these people who are playing with power in my life. Instead of talking about them, Belengar, you once said that you wanted to open a blacksmith shop, right? "Say, you have some confidence in your blacksmithing skills"
"I" Berengar didn't know why he got involved again, but he still said it very directly.
"Have some confidence, boy. There are not many people in this world who have been blacksmithing longer than me, even dwarves."
Berengar's tone was full of confidence.
Lan En nodded, pulled out the dragon bone dagger presented by Ed Stark from his waist, and placed it on the wine table.
"Then please take a look at this."
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