Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1193 1175. Do you understand?

As he spoke, Lan raised his hand and pulled back his hood.

His face and silver hair were revealed in an instant.

That bright face and silver hair even gave people the illusion that the light on the mountain path suddenly brightened.

But at the same time, the cold words that came out of his mouth made people feel confused and vaguely chilled at the first moment.

But their confusion does not mean that everyone is confused.

Originally, with Lan's arrival, the scattered Embers Knights in the rear part of the convoy gathered around without leaving a trace.

They all followed Lan and fought guerrilla warfare in the occupied areas of Cintra during the Civil War.

Not only are they capable of head-on combat, but they are also among the best in hiding and raiding.

Lan En didn't even turn back to confirm, he knew that his knights would follow in his footsteps.

And not surprisingly, just as Lan En finished speaking,
"Puchi~Woo!"*5
The sound of a sharp blade entering flesh, accompanied by the sound of blood spurting out, and the last whimper before death, were heard one after another.

Everything happened so quickly that most of the people present were only just beginning to react.

Thales' scarred face turned away in horror.

It turned out that the White Rose Knights looked at the sorceress and the witcher with disgust and hatred in their eyes.

The five people standing on the periphery immediately covered their necks and simply fell down.

Or after a brief setback, his legs were bent by a kick, and then his neck was twisted while he was half-kneeling.

Crisp and neat.

Seaward, who was already mentally exhausted by the attack of the Squirrel Party, trembled violently with shock at this moment.

"you.!"

Knight Thales was still quite capable. He roared and was about to draw his sword.

Unfortunately, the sword had not yet been fully unsheathed.

A hand wearing an iron glove came from the side of his body and pressed directly onto the side of his face.

Although the position of the hand showed that the man was not as tall as Thales.

But the skillful breathing and techniques made Thales feel as if all the muscles and bones in his body were out of control at the first moment of action.

There is absolutely no stability or resistance in the fighting stance.

With a "bang", Lincoln jumped out from the side and pinned Thales to the ground in an instant.

"Please be quiet, Knight Tellus. My Lord only said to kill five people, and I don't want this number to go wrong on my hands. It would be a shame for me. Do you understand?"

Lincoln spoke calmly as he pressed Thales' face to the ground.

"Who the hell are you!"

Thales' face was deformed, and the scar was twisted, revealing anger and uncontrollable fear.

"Knights who killed the Knights! Are you also going to kill the Duke?!"

"If there is an order, we will be happy to do so."

Lincoln's calm tone actually stopped Taylor's hysterical shouting.

Obviously, he really didn't expect that someone would talk about the topic of 'killing the Duke' in such a light-hearted tone.

Heward was frightened by the quick and decisive killing. Not only was he frightened, but the White Rose Knights were also frightened.

The sound of swords being drawn could be heard continuously.

But no one dared to move.

The White Rose Knights had not suffered any losses in the Scoia'tael attack just now, but now five of them were killed and one was captured alive in a single encounter. What the hell are these people? !
The other people in the convoy were also suddenly frightened by this sudden bloodshed and stopped cleaning up the wreckage.

Some stared at this place blankly, while others ran away screaming.

But fortunately, there are still people who calm down.

"You are..." Duke Shiward, a middle-aged man who was already exhausted by the attack of the Squirrel Party, looked even uglier at this time, and called out tentatively with a shiver.

"Duke Lann of Cintra?"

He was originally sitting, but he slowly stood up timidly, and instinctively stepped back, looking left and right.

"So these are the Embers Knights?"

"You are the Duke. It is my fault for not fulfilling the etiquette. But Grand Duke Lann, even a Duke has no right to kill a knight without reason!"

He swallowed and managed to finish his words.

"They died in an accident during this journey, falling into a mountain stream."

The blood flowing from the throats of the five White Roses was almost staining Lan's boots, and the witcher spoke calmly.

Without any instructions, the Embers Knights simply dragged the bodies of the people they had killed from the ground, walked to the side of the mountain path, and threw them down.

The sound of water flowing in the mountain stream was already very loud, and even with five people thrown in, there was no extra noise. The corner of Seaward's mouth twitched, and the other White Rose Knights turned pale in an instant.

"It is my fault for not fulfilling the etiquette." Heward reiterated, his exhausted face showing great sincerity. "But there is no need to do this. There is really no need, Grand Duke Lan."

Lan tilted his head and looked down at Seaward, then shook his head after a moment of silence.

"Although we haven't had much contact, you are actually a smart person. So you are still using this ridiculous excuse to test me as to why I explode like this as soon as I show up."

Lan walked towards Shiward. At this time, it was the duke who had only a decorative sword on his waist who pressed the shoulder of the fully armed knight beside him.

Although the Knights of the White Rose did not participate in the Civil War, they only heard about the course of the war.

Because of their belief in the Eternal Fire, they are harsh towards mutants like demon hunters.

But when Lan really came in front of them, he had the height, size, weight, and the strength to handle that weight.

Even if Lan Enguang just walked past them normally, they would feel as if a giant bear with steam coming out of the corners of its mouth was walking past them.

Lincoln indifferently let go of the hand that was holding Taylor's hand, and stood up together when Lan En walked past them.

"I'll be frank." Lan En stood outside the circle formed by the White Rose Knights, although this no longer gave people a sense of security.

"I now need to take over the command of the entire team, including all of your command systems in this operation."

"Five White Rose Knights' lives are for you to listen to me quietly. It's just like a cough before a speech. Do you understand?"

"Of course, their bad attitude towards me and others did make me dislike them a little."

Lan En's fingers pointed a tiny distance apart.

The expressions of others were just absurd, after all, knights were actually low-level nobles.

And now, the lives of five nobles were used just to complete a 'cough before a speech'.

But inexplicably, when these people who only felt it was absurd turned their attention to Lan, Embers Knight, and even Triss.

The matter-of-fact look on their faces seemed to make them accept it naturally.

"The situation is very dangerous now. Everyone must evacuate the Pontar Valley immediately."

"Just because of this?" Seaward's face was full of disbelief. "Just because of those Scoia'tael?"

"The point is not the Scoia'tael, but something they attracted."

Lan En shook his head.

"Actually, I didn't expect you to understand. You think I was too violent to kill five knights right away, but I think evacuating these people alive is more important than the lives of five knights."

"And I know exactly what's bothering you right now, Seaward."

The witcher tilted his head and looked down calmly at the Duke of Elland, who seemed to have settled down.

"You don't care about the five knights, and you're not panicking because I killed them immediately. You're panicking about why Foltest didn't tell you that I was here."

At this point, the White Rose Knights around him looked at a loss.

But Heward, a middle-aged man surrounded by them, calmed down his trembling body.

The originally scattered and trembling eyes became steady.

Lan En saw it clearly that this guy was probably only genuinely panicking when someone suddenly died, and the rest of the time he was just acting.

In fact, after he recognized himself, he was no longer panicked by the scene at that time and place.

Before he knew it, everything Lan En had done and the attitude he maintained when doing things had spread because of his fame.

Even the Nilfgaardians, when talking about the Duke of Cintra, mainly describe him as "horrible and explosive", but rarely say that he is evil and bloodthirsty.

Seaward believed that although he had to discriminate against non-human races and mutants because of his position, he could only be considered discriminatory within Temeria.

In the entire North, he is considered a moderate, okay?
At least he wouldn't use his status as a duke to incite genocide.

Someone like Lan En would not kill himself.

So when he confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed the Grand Duke of Cintra, Heward was not too panicked.

Some people are able to gain recognition from others in certain aspects regardless of their positions.

Then, after sorting out his thoughts, Seaward was only worried about one thing -

Foltest invited Lan to solve this problem, but he didn't tell me in advance. Does this indicate some political trends?
However, this was something that Shiward himself should be sensitive about, and Lan En was not interested at all at this time.

"Now I need to enforce my authority." The witcher said in a tone of announcement. "So I don't care about your little conflict with Foltest."

"I just want to save lives, can you understand?"

The witcher's cat eyes met Seaward's calm eyes.

"Because of your position, you don't respect people like me, or you can't show respect. I understand. And I don't ask you to respect me. I ask you to respect my power."

"Any question?"

Duke Elland opened his mouth
"Of course I understand, Grand Duke Lan."

(End of this chapter)