MTL - Astartes of the Bear School-Chapter 784 766 fanatical trend

Chapter 784 766. Fanatical Trend

This place is really close to Arethusa, and after Lann input his chaotic magic power into the cone-shaped crystal, almost the next moment, the telepathic link suddenly came from the crystal.

Then, before Lan En could speak.

 A "bang" sound.

 The change in atmospheric pressure caused a moderate explosion.

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.

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

"This is really conspicuous. I can say that the hooded cloak makes me look taller and stronger. I can't hide it."

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

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

“Wait a minute, I feel like your hand is going down further?”

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

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

 “Is this my imagination?”

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

 The head of a helmeted cat poked back from Lan En's shoulder.

Margarita stood aside, holding a flannel ball in her arms like a doll.

"No."

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

—

 “That’s why I called you out.”

"Um?"

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

“My hand is indeed going lower and lower. You have made me ‘hungry’ for a long time. Don’t you think you are responsible?”

 The witcher's tone was a little panicked.

However, to the sorceress’s expectation, this time the young witcher did not give in half-heartedly. He said he didn’t need his body but was very honest.

 “I miss you too, Rita.”

The witcher's tone was a bit awkward.

“But now is really not the right time.”

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

 “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 was so calm that Lan En felt as if there was something wrong with her.

“You’re right, though. You really need to keep a low profile 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 has never been frivolous when it comes to Lan En or her students.

“Since this time, the rumors about you and the witcher have become more and more mysterious.”

“I was quite happy to hear it at first, 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 doomsday, but in the end they basically end 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 so sober and reassuring.” Margarita said to Lan En with a smile.

“It’s best to 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.”

“Haha, if the wizards and witches I know have such a reputation, I guarantee that 99% of them will laugh.”

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

 Eighty percent of them are thinking of the dissolute lifestyle of the sorcerers, and their weakness when disaster strikes.

 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 big 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.

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

 Lann knew this very well.

His reputation is so great now that you can feel it just from the small village of Darkwater.

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

 Having such a reaction is all due to hearing about it.

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

 Suffering breaks the human mind, and blind faith takes advantage of it.

Lan En can 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, for such a noble beast.”

Margarita approached Qilin holding the cat in her arms.

 Gu Long just glanced at her for a moment, then he was busy trying to taste the taste of pine needles in the woods of this world.

 “Beautiful 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 [phantom beast], although its combat power is not as good as that of an ordinary golden lion because of its youth. But this noble and solemn appearance is indeed first-class attractive.

“If you ride it into the city, even the residents of Goth Velen who are used to magic will probably be amazed by it. Ah, this natural beauty.”

 “Yes, yes, it’s beautiful.”

Lan En squatted on the ground and echoed casually. While saying 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?”

 (End of this chapter)