Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 60 60. The Head Eater

The sharp, ear-cracking sound of horns exploded in the night sky near the sea in Velen.

The siren sound of any violent place in the world will be set to the loudest and most ear-piercing one.

Generally speaking, the harshness of this kind of alarm should be enough to make the listener have a feeling-"you fucking do something, or I will die on the spot"!
After all, everyone is doing the work of putting their heads on their belts, even if you are the most unscrupulous criminal, you still need to have this awareness, right?

Such is the clarion call of this camp.

The crescent-shaped camp immediately became noisy, with cursing and pushing and shoving.

Within 5 minutes, the tents where the armed men lived were lit up one after another.

It took 5 minutes to wake people up, and Lan En felt that even if he was an emergency assembly for pre-school military training, he could do it faster than this group of people.

But considering that this is a group of criminal groups with an ancient background and no mutual trust and mutual assistance, then this reaction time is reasonable.

But this kind of reaction time is already difficult enough for Lan Enlai!

He's just a rookie assassin who doesn't know how to "stealth" or "assassination" at all!
A witcher, sneaking into the camp, assassinating the guards, avoiding exposure, and rescuing the hostages. The mission requirements one after another are already very embarrassing for him!
How long would it take him to become a witcher?

Then there was a sudden turn for the worse on the spot, Lan Benedict was going to be paralyzed.

Hey!
Plans are always faster than changes.

Lan En originally planned to secretly eliminate at least one-third of the guard force, and then no matter what he did next, it would be much easier.

The conversation with Margarita was to supplement the information, and it actually took less than a minute and a half.

This is the alarm? !
Sure enough, there are powerful warlocks in this camp!
Lan En inserted the dagger back into his waist almost immediately, and rested his palm on the hilt of the steel sword behind his back.

Leaning against the wooden cage, his eyes scanned nervously in the direction of the camp.

Like a cornered beast.

In the direction of the big tent in the middle of the camp, there was a noise at this moment, and someone there was shouting something loudly.

Lane took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm.

As long as the subject is calm, Mentos can guarantee the speed of thinking.

Looking around, those who got out of the tent showed no signs of surrounding themselves.

There is only one intruder like myself in the camp. If he is discovered, then a group of people will come and hack him to death.

Didn't the horn find me?

Confirming that his side was not the source of the problem, Lane began to pay attention to the roar in the center of Yingdi.

The sea breeze was strong at night, and the waves were loud, but with the extraordinary senses of the witcher and the Mentos to block the noise, Lan En could get a rough idea.

"Here's news folks! A chance to make a fortune. The buyer's ship is out in the open. Hurry up tonight! Cargo!"

The demon hunter's field of vision is enhanced by the [cat] potion, and Mentos' field of vision is corrected, so he can barely see the roaring figures in the distance.

It was a man with a typical Cossack nomadic haircut.

The sides are shaved, only the top of the head is slipped, and the long hair is left on one side with oily shine.

He is short and stocky, less than 170 centimeters tall, but judging by his muscular contours, he weighs at least [-] kilograms!
A full and powerful general stretched out his fur jacket, and two black hounds squatted beside him.

head eater.

It should be him.

It seems that the magic power just now was a magic communication?

Because his subordinates were not disciplined, they came one after another, and the head eater had to shout the words many times before everyone could hear them.

Taking advantage of this time, Lan En didn't dare to stay in the slightest and started running wildly to scan all the wooden cages.

It doesn't matter if there is a warlock in this camp today, and it doesn't matter if that warlock has the powerful mana to defeat Margarita
The leather glove tightly gripped the leather rope on the hilt, with such strength that it even made a "creaking" sound.

Lane gritted his teeth.

Even if he does meet that powerful magician, he is ready to "trimming" his mana shield with a sword!
He is going to take White away today!

He promised Mrs. Downer.

——Anyone who wants to stop him will die!

The sound of footsteps no longer mattered, and the scum in the camp were all cheering because they heard "get rich".

And the poor people in the cages, terrified by the abuse and pain, now thought the cannibals were going to throw a party and eat them all in one go.

Everyone shrank and curled up, and those who were tortured to the point of not wanting to live showed expressions of relief.

The children gathered together in fear, trying to get comfort from someone, but the young children couldn't comfort each other.

At this moment, the adults in the small cages in several compartments stretched out their broken hands to the children next door, holding the panicked children in their arms.

I hope that at least before I die, or before my children die, I can give each other a little comfort.

The head-eater's motivational speech is drawing to a close.

The rest of the link should be the assignment of work, the transportation of the people who need to be transported, and the vigilance of the people who need to be alerted.

But before this link, the short and stout man suddenly straightened his face, his small eyes narrowed, and looked towards the audience.

The movement seemed so recognizable in the camp that those who were still cheering froze halfway through their cheers, as if their throats were clenched.

The originally warm atmosphere cooled down in an instant.

Even Lan En, who was running in the distance, could feel the contrast between the noise and the silence.

A leader of a criminal gang has such prestige that you should put it on a TV show here! ?
The young man's footsteps are faster, and the cat's eyes turn frequently.

He knew that he was about to be unable to hide.

"The number is wrong." The head-eater said in a low voice, which was a completely different tone from the previous motivational speech.

That tone was so cold that it made one's heart tremble!

The two black-skinned hounds beside him also changed from half-sitting to hunched over at this time.

"Where are the guys from the northern half of the camp?"

"Why is the torch not moving?"

"Why aren't the lights on in the tent?"

The voice of questioning is getting louder and louder.

Every time he said a word, the people in the audience would take half a step back in panic.

The hounds are also more and more eager to try.

"Damn it." The head-eater's voice gritted his teeth. "I don't know if someone broke into the house, so let me find it!"

The camp was like a clockwork machine, finally running in a frantic rhythm.

Distribute torches, illuminate a large area, and bring out hounds. This group of people seems to want to turn the northern half of the camp upside down.

But at the same time, the head eater also analyzed that there are definitely not many people sneaking into the camp, so there is no delay in making money.

A team of around 20 people was dispatched to the confinement area.

Prepare to arrest people and ship goods on board.

The two teams held torches like two long dragons, marching towards the camp in two directions.

According to this method of action, even if you search the entire camp, it will take less than 10 minutes.

At this moment, Lan En finally saw the slightly big-headed child at the corner of a big wooden cage.

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