Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1172 1154. Knights' Culture

"Who killed him?"

Lan asked, frowning.

"No one saw it, so who would know?" said Taler, with his hands on his hips.

His pity for the young courier ended there. After all, death was not a new thing, and he was used to the cruelty and dirtiness of the intelligence chief.

"Maybe it was a bandit or robber on the road. He tried to stop him but failed, so he shot an arrow at his back."

"Or maybe it's the Scoia'tael hiding in the woods by the road, specifically targeting passers-by. It's possible. There's nothing recognizable about that arrow."

Lan was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"It's a pity indeed. The world is in such a mess."

"Who says it's not true?" Taller echoed, "We should have rested after the war, but we've been dealing with a lot of things for two years, and we don't know when we can sort them out. Now the Pontar Valley is about to be in trouble again."

The Embers rode out of the village of Darkwater.

There were no entertainment activities at that time, and the children in the village saw such elite and spirited knights, so they kept running around the knights' horses.

Lincoln sped up slightly and managed to get the team out of the entanglement of the children.

"grown ups."

The Embers Knights who came out with supplies all approached Lan, with Lincoln leading the way and shouting.

As the sound of horse hooves approached, he glanced down at Taler who was standing next to Qilin.

The Temeria intelligence chief just came over to say hello, and probably wanted to find out why Lan didn't stay in the Dark Water when he came back this time.

But since the famous Ash Knights had been brought out, and the leading young knight was looking very alert, he would naturally be very observant.

"Good luck to you all, sir."

Talley took a few steps back under Lincoln's gaze, a natural smile on his face.

Lan En, who was sitting on the Qilin's back, also nodded slightly to him. He was used to Tal's swear words.

"Good luck to you too, Tal."

After saying that, the group continued on their way, heading east.
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It's time to hurry again. The spring rain is good for farmers and fields, but it only brings complaints from pedestrians on the road.

Fortunately, Lan En and his companions were much more relaxed and resilient than the caravan and guards who were stuck on the muddy road.

Along the way, Lan En has taught the Ashina Style to the ten honorary swordsmen around him.

The knowledge of this sword technique is not complicated or difficult. Ashina Isshin laid the foundation for this sword technique with his undivided attention, momentum and recklessness, as well as his talent.

It can be said that the basics of this sword technique are quite suitable for novices and reckless men.

Otherwise, given the average education level in Ashina Province, it is questionable how many of the Ashina people who followed him to learn swordsmanship could recognize words and distinguish between their left and right hands.

But even so, no matter how strong the Ashina people are, they can all perform some tricks of the Ashina Style. It can be seen that the introduction to this sword technique is indeed simple.

Although the Honor Swordsmen still have many techniques to practice and need to have them imprinted in their bodies and become habits.

However, the knowledge and key points of these techniques are already in the minds of the Honor Swordsmen.

Lan gave them the authority to teach this sword technique to others when they returned to the Knights.

Lincoln recorded the order in a large notebook he carried with him.

But when Lan En leaned over to take a look, he always felt that this guy was like a novelist.

He solemnly called this task "granting the sword".

In addition to the internal title of the Knights Templar, the title of "Honourable Swordsman" was also added after the names of the ten of them.

"You're being too exaggerated," Lan En said speechlessly, looking at the young knight who was writing in front of him, "and won't this lead to confusion in the titles, ranks, and powers within the Knights' Order?"

But at this time, Lincoln picked up the usual style of the Embers Knights. While respecting Lan, he was also very independent and proactive.

"No, this represents the diversification of our Knights! Isn't it normal for the same member to have different titles and ranks in different fields?"

Lincoln insisted so persistently.

Then there were a bunch of hard-to-understand words like 'This is how the Knights should be!', 'Otherwise where would the Knights culture come from!', 'This is a part that must be appreciated', etc.

Lan raised his eyebrows and didn't say much, but privately told Fluffy Ball to give Lincoln a hard time tonight.

Felyn was very excited, and immediately used his furry body to perform a set of cat punches on Kirin's horse's back.

"Leave it to me, Boss Meow!"

The days of traveling and sleeping in the open air soon passed.

At the average speed of Embers Knight and Kirin, they rode for more than a week from Dark Water and reached the area of ​​Elland.

The road in the woods was no different from the previous one, but because it was adjacent to the Pontar River, it was gloomy and humid. Coupled with the gloomy sky, it made people feel even more depressed.

From time to time in the woods on both sides of the road, there was a rustling sound as something moved quickly and scraped against the branches of the trees.

I don’t know if it’s an ordinary beast or some kind of monster.

Anyway, the Embers and Lann didn't care much.

Only occasionally would they pass by a signpost with a badge pattern on it, indicating that this was no longer ordinary Temeria territory.

Unlike the white lily pattern of Temeria, although Elland is a vassal kingdom, it still retains its own characteristics on the shield emblem.

It was a small shield with a yellow background and red patterns, and a larger shield with white Temeria lilies dotted around the edge.

In heraldry, it symbolizes the vassal and protectorate relationship between Temeria and Elland.

"I have never been to the Principality of Elland, sir." The knights flashed by, and Lincoln withdrew his gaze from the road sign he passed by and said to Lan En in front of him. "But looking at the road sign, Elland City should be not far ahead."

"I haven't been here either." Lan En said without turning his head.

"Should we go meet with Duke Seaward first?"

Lincoln was thinking in the conventional manner of aristocratic intercourse.

"In theory, you are here to help at the invitation of King Foltest of Temeria. We are also members of the Knights of Cintra who live in Temeria."

"When you come to the dukedom, you have to meet people and say hello. There is a reason for that."

"And this time, he is the one most involved, isn't he?"

The location of the Pontar Valley is too important.

If Temeria and Aedirn cannot figure this out and deal with this matter in time, it is almost inevitable that Redania and Kaedwen will become interested in this place.

The Pontar Valley is a key location that the four northern countries have been fighting for. Who can you blame if your two countries cannot defend it?
Although when facing the massive army of Nilfgaard, the four northern countries at least fought together.

But when the Nilfgaardian army retreated, it would not be surprising if they turned around and stabbed each other the next moment.

But after thinking for a while, Lan En shook his head.

"Lord Heward, I have never seen him, but I have heard of him." Lan added, "From Geralt."

"Master Geralt?" Lincoln was surprised for a moment, then asked, "What do you think of this man?"

"It's not ideal, Lincoln. Very not ideal." Lan En said, not sure whether he was mocking or sighing.

"At that time, Geralt had just completed the commission that made him famous, but because he faced the vampire bird with his bare hands, his neck was cut open. He went to Elland City to recuperate."

"As a result, a guest who was properly entertained and injured was unreasonably driven away by the Duke's knights."

"The knights declared that the witchers were the source of disaster, troublemakers, and disgusting mutants. No matter what, they could not stay there for even a minute and had to get out of the city immediately, and it would be best if they got out of the principality."

"Fortunately, the respectable person who hosted Geralt did not sit idly by and watch her guest suffer such unreasonable treatment. This allowed Geralt to recover from his injuries before leaving."

"But even so, Geralt was surrounded by knights when he left the city, forcing him into a completely unfair duel."

Lincoln's face was calm. This happened many years ago, and he had fought alongside Geralt two years ago.

The Master Demon Hunter had certainly gotten over that difficulty.

"It seems that Duke Heward is a discriminator," Lincoln concluded.

"Although we cannot rule out the possibility that his knights acted on their own, it is certain that he does not have a good attitude towards demon hunters and non-human races."

"But there is still a problem, sir. That is..."

"After someone like you appears, will he still have, or can he still maintain, a discriminatory attitude?"

"That's hard to say. It's hard to predict how people change," Lan said in a deep voice, "but we still need to know what happened in this area recently. The information Foltest gave us is still too vague."

Lincoln nodded. "So we need to find a local, trustworthy, and well-informed person. Do we know such a person?"

"There was one?" Lan said uncertainly, "Geralt introduced her to me. She was the one who entertained him in Ellander. But I don't know her."

The rumbling sound of horse hooves began to slow down, and they were getting closer to the city.

The woods were left behind, and on both sides of the road ahead were neatly-kept farmlands that had just been turned over, as well as people working on the fields, peddlers walking back and forth, and livestock making noises.

"Who is that?"

"Aunt Nenneke." Lan uttered a name and put on a hooded cloak.

The shadow of the hood hid his face and hair.

"The Temple of Meliteli in Elland is the most well-known temple of this goddess. Nenneke is the chief priestess of this temple."

"Although I haven't met her yet, but at least she's a non-discriminatory person, right?"

(End of this chapter)