Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1168 1150. Honor Duel
Lincoln was a little afraid to look at Lan, and he tilted his head and spoke in a low voice.

"Sir, because of you, the most commonly used and most trained weapon in the Knights has now been replaced with the long swords of the elves."

Lincoln stretched out a finger and cautiously and slightly tapped Lan's waist.

Lan En also looked down in this direction and saw the Sword of the Lady of the Lake hanging on her waist.

After being adjusted by Lady Galadriel, it not only had a graceful and smooth curve, but also the counterweight ball, handle, sword guard, and sword body all had carved long swords in the elegant, intricate and beautiful style of the elves in the world of Arda.

“If people want to become better, they must always set a goal, a benchmark, and then imitate him and get closer to him. In the end, they can become better versions of themselves.”

Stuart said in a calm voice.

"Maybe it's not what you think. I want to become a demon hunter in order to make this body that has been destroyed beyond full recovery strong again. And then this idea influenced others."

"But others wish to become a witcher, mostly because you are one, my lord."

"So now." Lan En rubbed his face helplessly, "Where has the situation progressed to?"

Stuart and Lincoln looked at each other, and it was Lincoln who took a step forward and spoke in a low voice.

"Do you still remember the alchemical formulas you left behind to assist the demon hunters in battle? Alchemical bombs and sword oil."

"I, uh no. Them."

Lan looked up at Lincoln, and then the young man with newly grown hair on his mouth immediately changed his voice.

“They’ve learned a lot.”

As he spoke, Lincoln moved the small bag hanging on his waist back to block his view. Of course, he knew that this action would not stop Lan En from observing him, so he had an awkward, small smile on his face.

Lan En's nostrils twitched slightly. He hadn't felt it before, but now that he smelled it,
"Bear fat, fleawort, and safflower are [Enhanced Corpse-eating Bio-Oil]."

Lan narrowed his eyes and looked at Lincoln in front of him.

"You boy!"

But after watching for a while, although Lincoln still looked cautious and embarrassed, he did not retreat under Lan's gaze.

This is what Lann had said before: the Knights of Embers respected and obeyed him, but still maintained a high level of subjective initiative.

"Phew~ Never mind."

Finally, Lann sighed.

"I understand your desire to become a demon hunter. But until I can improve the Trial of Grass formula, I won't let you touch it."

"I don't want to come back with only a dozen people left here in the blink of an eye, understand?"

"Of course, sir!"*2
Now, Stuart and Lincoln responded loudly together.

Lan En waved his hands. The bigger reason was that he still couldn't let go of Stuart's body which was almost disabled compared to before.

It was the body that was executed and disabled before him.

For the sake of the overall situation, Lan En was unable to save him and his father, which made Lan En feel somewhat regretful and indebted.

"Okay, now that I've made up for it, I should leave too. I have things to do."

Without even sitting down on a chair, Lan En sorted out the affairs of the Knights and prepared to leave.

But Lincoln blinked at what Lan said.

"Sir." The Knights' Secretary scratched his head. "When you say 'there are things to do', do you mean Elland?"

"Huh?" The witcher raised his head in surprise and looked at Lincoln.

How could he know such a thing? As for the safety of the Pontar Valley, such a thing would be enough to cause a huge economic shock and panic if it was leaked to the market.

Neither Foltest nor Demave of Aedirn would allow the news to leak out.

But on second thought, things become clear.

Since only these few people are qualified to leak the news, they must have informed the Knights of Embers stationed here.

"Foltest's messenger has also been here?"

"Yes, sir." Stuart would uncontrollably pull the iron jaw on his lower jaw when speaking, "But for the sake of caution, the messenger only delivered the message to Lincoln and me after confirming the command of the Knights."

"King Foltest briefed us on the situation and said that you would most likely be involved in this matter," Lincoln added. "But the decision of whether the Knights should go out lies with us, that is, your will."

"Of course, we all hope that you can use our strength in this unclear trouble."

"It has been a long time since we have fought together, my lord. Though our loyalty is unquestionable."

Stuart also took a step forward and looked at Lan with eyes as calm as an ice lake.

"But we all hope to experience this glory again. Besides, the location of the Pontar River Valley involved this time is too important. It is estimated that there will be powerful nobles there."

"Even for the sake of status and respectability, you need someone to follow you."

Lan looked around at Lincoln and Stuart, who had determined expressions but were still ready to obey orders.

"You all followed me out of the swords and guns of Sodden Mountain. If you want to fight with me again, I will certainly agree."

Lan En also relaxed.

"But the number of people cannot be too large. I will only bring ten people, otherwise it will slow down the journey. You two are responsible for picking people out, that's it." After the final order was given, Lincoln and Stuart looked at each other, saluted to Lan, left the room, went outside to announce to the Knights, and carried out the order.

Lan En thought that he could just pick out ten people and call out their names and be done with it.

So he simply sat on the specially made big chair and began to look through the accounts of the Knights Templar over this period of time.

The accounting issues were handed over to Mentos for review and were quickly completed. They were basically integrated simultaneously while being reviewed.

But in the courtyard outside the main part of the castle, there was only the sound of neat training, and then Lincoln and Stewart went out and read out the orders.

But it almost instantly turned into a loud shout.

The Order of Embers was normally well organized. Every member was of noble birth, abided by rules and knew etiquette, and they were brought together seamlessly by Lann in the last war.

But when the opportunity to travel side by side with Lan again, and even fight side by side, came up, this knight order that didn't even make much noise in the past.

Suddenly, like a dying ember, a burst of flames suddenly ignited!

Lan En had just finished checking the accounts when he sat down in the chair. With his efficiency, it only took him less than two minutes.

Suddenly, in the castle courtyard outside, there was a burst of explosions of swords clashing!

Lan En was stunned for a moment, and so was the fluffy ball. The witcher and the cat looked at each other at the same time on two chairs, one big and one small, with their two pairs of cat eyes staring at each other.

".Fuck!"

Then Lan En blurted out as if he suddenly understood something.

He knew exactly what was going on.

I asked you to pick someone out, but you're here for an honor duel! ?
Ten honorary swordsmen are selected on the spot, right?
Lan En stood up from the big chair, and the flannel ball jumped on the small chair and climbed onto his shoulders.

I walked to the window and saw that it was true!

"Meow!"

The ball of fluff lying on Lan's shoulder and looking down twisted its body excitedly, stretching its body like a catworm.

Don't be fooled by its cute appearance, it is actually a battle maniac who loves to immerse itself in battles and clashes of blades.

For example, now, it cheered as it looked at the scene below.

In order to obtain or compete for the honor of being able to walk with Lann again and fight together, the Knights of Embers, who have become as close as brothers, began an internal competition.

Except for Stuart, who announced with a stern face that he would not join due to his health reasons, citing the reason of "not wanting to delay the adults' schedule".

The moment the news was announced, all the knights' originally rational and calm eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of fanatical fighting spirit like a raging fire!

Without further words, everyone separated with the sound of armor colliding slightly.

With a sharp gaze, he scanned everyone except himself, took off the elf-style long sword hanging on his belt, went to the edge of the training ground, and replaced it with an unsharpened training knife.

They also took off the armor they had been wearing, leaving only the silk shirts underneath.

The ranking is purely based on martial arts skills.

Even an unsharpened training knife would be too hard on a body without armor.

But letting the blade brush against their bodies and feeling the hair standing on end at that moment while demonstrating their swordsmanship and martial arts is what they are pursuing.

With the Embers' organizational ability that was so superb that it even surpassed their time, they completed a series of simple rules such as grouping and competition system in just half a minute.

Everyone stood facing each other with knives in their chosen open spaces, with joy and happy smiles on their faces.

Half a minute later, there was a loud "clang" sound of metal collision!

The competition began, followed by the sound of swords clashing, which led Lan En from his seat to the window.

When soldiers fight without armor, the danger level and technical requirements increase dramatically, but the duration of the fight decreases dramatically.

Because a slight mistake can result in failure and exit.

In this high hill castle that was handed over to the Knights of Embers by Foltest, there were twice as many grooms, cooks, and servants as the number of the Knights.

These human support personnel, who were also assigned by Foltest, actually thought they were very familiar with the style of the Order of Embers after nearly two years of getting along with them.

This order of knights was significantly different from other orders of knights they had come into contact with.

They had seen knight orders composed entirely of descendants of nobles before, let alone one that also included civilian warriors.

But none of those knightly orders would have such a self-restrained ethos as the Order of Embers.

Each of them seems to strive to keep themselves calm, rational and elegant at all times.

While being strict with himself, he also did odd jobs in engineering such as repairing roads and bridges.

Compared to those spoiled knights, these servants have always felt that the Knights of Embers are simply perfect and abnormal.

But when a series of sword strikes were heard, the servants hurriedly and bewilderedly poked their heads out from their work to check, only to find that they actually did not know the other side of the Knights Templar.

Violence, ferocity, fearlessness, enthusiasm.
At the moment when the blades intersected, these people broke out into an honor duel for the honor of "fighting with Lan En".

Only then did they demonstrate their greatest characteristic that made them one of the top knight orders in the world today—absolute military force!

(End of this chapter)