The day after the cultivation of the [Holy Song Gland] was completed, Berengar sent an apprentice to the academy to report that he had taken care of the hand and tail of the work at hand and was ready to go on the road.

So Lan En was ready to go.

Now that Margarita is really starting to devote herself to the day-to-day running of the college, it is torture for her to be lazy.

But there is no way, Tishaya has already gone out to perform her duties, and only she can do it.

Triss's status in the academy is a little more special.

It seems that everyone knows that after retaining all her treatment and the right to advise on the kingdom's decisions, Foltest still sent this spell advisor to Erethusa, which must have some kind of purpose.

So this academy, which once taught Triss, now has a kind of 'politeness' towards her.

Triss is still working as a temporary professor of a course at the academy, and occasionally makes a run to Margarita's headmaster's office.

I don't know what the two of them are muttering together.

But now Rann feels just right.

It's been a long time since he had promised Viselmir to go to Kylemohan to receive a higher level of knowledge about witcher alchemy.

A lot has happened during this time.

He hoped that he would have better luck this time and meet with the great master of the Wolf Sect.

"Where are you going this time?"

The re-armed Flannel Ball straightened his kitten helmet a little excitedly, and climbed onto the Kirin's back along its sheath.

Lan En was checking the buckle of the Kirin's magic harness, and he replied as he tightened his belt one by one.

"Go to a witcher's castle hidden in the mountains, where there is even more advanced knowledge. If you want to become a strong warrior, you must not only have a reckless spirit, but also an armed mind. ”

Lan En has not forgotten the purpose of the flannel ball as his entourage cat, so he will also have some teaching communication with the kitten in normal times.

The three-flowered kitten suddenly 'meowed' and nodded solemnly.

Becoming an excellent fighter is a lifelong dream of Flannel Ball. During this time, although it has escaped the dangerous living conditions in the wild, its daily exercise has not stopped.

It's really for dreams.,Hard-working and self-conscious.。

This kind of character will be respected everywhere, not to mention that the flannel ball is also very cute.

Therefore, Lan En is also very interested in the training of the flannel ball, and Mentos has already established a project in the observation, just waiting for the collection of body data, and then he can start a training plan for the kitten.

But the Kirin is different

With a "snap", Lan En's palm slapped on Qilin's neck.

This kind of force had no effect on Gu Long's body, but the Qilin still tilted his head in embarrassment and snorted.

"Said it didn't say you?!"

Lan En complained with hatred.

"It's all from one place, one wants to become a powerful warrior, the other wants to practice to fight enemies, it stands to reason that you shouldn't be very motivated? Look at what you're doing! ”

When Kirin and Lan En left, the emotions of the past were conveyed through the [Apxifa Seal] variant, which was full of unhappiness and resentment.

But this ancient dragon seems to be a type with a wide heart and no memory, and after a few days, there will be silly fun and silly eating.

Intermittent anger and restriction, continuous eating, drinking, and merrymaking.

"I see the end, don't talk about that golden lion." Lan En looked suspiciously at the Kirin who tilted his head.

"You're not going to be able to beat a flannel ball, are you?"

"Wow!"

The unicorn hissed.

'Are you kidding me?' ’

Facing a hard-mouthed unicorn, Lan En sneered.

"Heh, anyway, when you come back and go to the New World, see how badly you can be beaten by that golden lion."

Lan En flipped onto his horse, his legs between the Kirin's flanks, and his hands tugging at its pale mane.

The Kirin shook his head slightly unpleasantly, but he was still not angry.

This is the way they have long said it.

Immediately afterward, the Kirin jumped directly from the side of the cave that opened to the sea.

After a circle from the sea, it landed on the coastline near Goth Wellen.

Belengar was already waiting there.

He led the Popai, wearing the basic armor of the Wolf School Witcher.

Most of the area is cotton armor, and only steel armor pieces are used on gloves, knees, and feet to strengthen the defense.

The hilts of the two-handled half-sword extended from his shoulders, and the steel sword featured a disc-shaped counterweight ball with a wolf's head embossed on it.

The silver sword uses a three-dimensional carved wolf's head as a counterweight.

Combined with the piles of bottles and cans he kept on Popai's body, it can be said that he is a standard witcher outfit.

"Fill your pocket, huh?"

Lan's voice and the sound of the unicorn's hooves came from the shore.

Belengar turned his head, and just saw the unicorn's body, which was more than four meters long and still wearing horse armor, and jumped up from under the earthen platform nimbly.

Lan En looked down at the old witcher, "It's another pair of Valyrian steel swords. Tsk tsk, what a luxury. You said you're not the type to really fight monsters. ”

Originally, Berengar was still amazed at the 'horse' that Rann was riding, but then he snorted coldly.

"I don't draw my sword and cut people, but that doesn't stop me from collecting. I've already set my sights on a manor, and I'm going to put all the fine equipment I've made into it, and it's going to be like an exhibition, and it's definitely magnificent. ”

Lan En clapped his hands on the Kirin's back.

"Okay, our Master Belengar is thinking about buying a manor, and I guess he can really become the first demon hunter in history to die at the end of his life."

"Lend you good words."

Belengar also turned on his horse, and on the way he stuffed a bird's egg into Popai's mouth, presumably picked up by digging a bird's nest on the way.

With a few clicks, sticky egg whites flowed from the corners of the horse's mouth, and the long tongue curled up and fell back into the mouth.

Lan En leaned sideways, reached out from the unicorn, and touched his old buddy's mane.

It feels smooth and shiny, and is full of nutrients.

"You've taken good care of it."

Lan said happily, and Popai arched his head upwards and rubbed Lan En's hand.

"Judging from the standards of war horses, in the past few years, the wave is actually not young."

But there was no loss in Belengar's tone.

"We didn't use it according to the standards of war horses, did we? A Kodwin warhorse, which I am going to pass on to my future estate. ”

Lan En nodded: "As a demon hunter's horse, Popai is also quite lucky. ”

Lane remembered his friend from the Wolf School.

Geralt is said to have changed quite a few horses, and in fact every witcher changes quite a few horses in his career.

After all, they were dealing with hungry and vicious monsters, and in the eyes of these monsters, eighty percent of tall horses were more attractive than witchers because of the abundance of meat.

It's just that Geralt is unique in that . This guy went so far as to give every horse the same name.

What a quirk.

Belengar sat down on his horse, and they began to move forward on the road.

And the old witcher's eyes also began to glance at the 'horse' under Lan En's crotch from time to time.

(End of chapter)