"Alright, get off the boat."

Lan En grabbed the reins of Popai in the crowd and shouted at the two behind him.

He didn't quite understand what people were thinking at such a time when they were in a hurry to squeeze out.

Do they still think that the barge transport company will take them on another trip because they didn't leave in time?

After all the traders and tourists had disembarked, the three of them each led their horses down from the boat.

"Over there is Towcente, the vassal country of Nilfgaard, the land of knights, the land of wine."

Gede, who was half a native, pointed into the distance after a slight retelling.

"It's a great place, the girls are pretty and welcoming, they don't have much ill will towards witchers, and the wine is boring but really good. When it comes to grape picking, the Grand Duchess of Towcent even jumps into a pool full of fresh grapes and celebrates and dances while trampling the grapes with her feet. ”

"It's a pity. Although the Amer Mountains also stretch within the territory of Towcente, the location of our castle is not a bird that does not. Bah. ”

Speaking of Towcente, Gerd's eyebrows fluttered. I just don't know if this pleasure is because of the environment in Towcente, or because of the girls and archduchesses there.

And when he talked about the castle of the Bear School, Gerd's face changed suddenly, and he involuntarily spat on the ground.

It seems that he did hate life in that castle.

"It's a shame indeed." Lane led Popai past Gerd.

"But there are no things to do in this trip, and if I have time to go back, I may come here for a tour."

"You're the leader, and you're up to the mark."

Gede shook his head indifferently and rolled over his horse.

The two witchers walked in the direction of the mountain range first, leaving only Regis looking in the direction of Towcente.

He didn't look much at it, but simply bowed in that direction with a ritual that had not been seen among humans. The casual attitude is comparable to a tour group in Lanen's hometown world that raises his hand and gestures twice when he sees a temple.

Immediately afterward, Regis rode his horse to keep up with the two witchers.

It's been a long time since Gede, the leader of the way, has been back from the mountain range where he was trained and mutated.

But he managed to find a gentle place to use as their entrance to the mountain.

Three people with extraordinary physique, after simply buying two large bags of supplies in the village at the foot of the mountain, began their mountain march.

——

"As I said, my alchemy leather bag contains enough for us."

In the process of climbing the mountain, Lan En looked at the sack that had been torn open by a branch in his hand, and complained expressionlessly.

"Even if you put these in again, it's enough, there's no need to divide them into several bags."

As proof, he took out a piece of special ration from the alchemy leather bag on his back and ate it in his mouth as he walked.

This is the fifth piece he has eaten since he went up the mountain, and it looks like he must have a lot more in his bag.

Gede was unimpressed by Lanne's complaints, and he walked like an old farmer who had bought goods, dragging the mouth of the sack on one shoulder.

"Oh roar, typical city guy speaks."

He teased the young man. The witcher's physical recovery speed allows him to make jokes even if he climbs mountains in heavy armor.

"It's complicated in the mountains, young man."

"The woods are dense, these are good sound-absorbing materials, and if they are combined with bushes, they will not reach another person's ears when they are thirty meters away."

"If we get separated and lose our way, then one bag per person can at least hold us down the mountain, and all of them are left with you, and we will have nothing to eat if we are separated."

Lan En opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Gede was thoughtful and couldn't be miscalculated. It's just that he doesn't know that Regis is not a wizard, but a high-ranking vampire.

Strictly speaking, he is the only one of the three people who needs to pay attention to the supply problem.

The Amer Mountains are huge, and this mountain range stretches across the borders of many countries.

In such a large mountain range, it is normal to walk for months on end.

Fortunately, Gerd knew the way, but even then he took Regis and Rann and walked left and right in the mountains for four days.

——

"This is it."

The stubble had turned into a beard, and he exhaled a puff of heavy white smoke under the violent temperature difference between inside and outside his body, and looked at the castle not far away with complicated eyes.

It is already a high-altitude area, and the snow does not melt all year round, and even thickens and accumulates. The warm spring breeze simply can't patronize here.

"Carved into the ice rocks of the Amer Mountains, hidden under jagged cliffs and snow. This is the secret castle where the witchers of the Bear School kept their mouths shut? Hain Kawich, your home? ”

Regis was amazed, but also a little excited. His hands clutched the straps of his shoulder bag and leaned forward, as if he couldn't wait to enter the long-abandoned fortress.

"It's not home. There should be a family at home, and the family should have feelings. Gede snorted coldly, "It's a place to eat, live, and train, that's all, there's no other meaning." ”

"All right, gentlemen. The argument can be continued later, can we get over it first? At least find a fireplace in there to bake a fire? ”

Lan had already taken off his hood, and although the snow around him was blinding in the sunlight, his silver hair was still shining brightly.

It's just that now, his expression is really not good-looking.

"I can't wait to get in dry clothes."

The current temperature is minus twenty-three degrees Celsius, a temperature that poses no threat to a normal version of a witcher like Gerd.

After all, the Bear School is trained here.

Not to mention the current Lanne.

Lan En's body temperature has far exceeded that of ordinary people after the implantation of the [Second Heart], and now the efficient activity of the [Bone Strengthening Organ] has driven the metabolic rate of the entire body.

Mentos predicts that his normal body temperature will remain at around 45 degrees Celsius until his bones are complete.

This body temperature makes him not uncomfortable at all for the cold at high altitude, and even a little contrasting.

But the temperature is cool, but the humidity is very unpleasant.

The body temperature of ordinary people is locked in their clothes, and the ice and snow outside fall and shake and fall.

But Lan's body temperature was too high, and instead the snowflakes on his clothes turned into water and seeped in.

In the past few days, he has felt that his clothes are very damp, and the reflection on his body is awkward all the time.

"You want to find a fireplace, right?"

Gerd looked at the cub who had never been to the castle before, and smiled wickedly.

"That's a good idea, Lanne. We can have a traditional movement of the Bear School. ”

“Wait what？”

The young man looked at Gede in a daze, and walked towards the castle.

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