Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 83 83. Mirror Master
There are seven Skellige guards. They once completed the achievement of defeating the wild mage in this tavern. When they went upstairs, Arya and he even met with a guard.
Although they didn't have much contact with this group of people, Lan En and Alia definitely had some contact with them this night!

But now, the girl looked at Lan En's cat eyes with a puzzled look.

It seemed that he couldn't figure out why so many things that he had never heard of popped out of his mouth.

Now Lan En felt a little chill down his back.

This is not a sequelae of excessive blood loss or gene seed implantation surgery.

His injuries, even the loss of blood, have recovered under the effect of the potion.

This is a psychological chill.

And at this moment, a melodious and mysterious whistle sounded outside the door of the room.

The tune can be called soothing, but in this time period downstairs is still drinking loudly, talking and laughing, singing and dancing.

The whistle is not very penetrating and the tune is not intense, but it seems to automatically overwhelm all other sounds and spread into the room? !

What the fuck are you kidding? !

Lan En's time in this world is not too short. In his hometown world, it is already equivalent to going to a foreign country as an exchange student for a semester.

During this period of time, he followed Bo Erdong to see demon spirits, ghost dogs, and magic curses.
But these things sound illusory, in fact, as long as the demon hunter finds a way to restrain himself.

It's nothing more than hunting with troublesome processes.

But now, the memory has been tampered with on a large scale in a silent manner, and the seven skilled fighters have been transformed into disappearances.
Lan can't think of anything that will do it!

The intense mood swings brought about the activity of the gene seeds that had just been implanted in the body.

This integrated strengthening organ began to quickly coordinate various functions in Lan En's body.

It can't make Lan En's basic quality stronger without other strengthening organs, but it can make his current functions perfect.

The demon hunter's insight began to improve amazingly, and his breathing automatically changed to a slow and deep mode, which provided more oxygen carrying capacity for the blood, without any preparatory activities, but even if the muscles of the whole body tensed directly in the next moment, it would not produce discomfort.
Unknowingly, after the whistle sounded, Lan En entered the fighting state in a surprised mood!
A pair of cat eyes stared at the door, and his hand began to fumble towards the sword he had put aside.

Even for an ordinary person with a hammer, that door would be broken with one blow, but in a tense mood, Lan En had unknowingly regarded it as the first line of defense.

And in this kind of confrontation like preparing for war, Alia didn't seem to feel anything.

Naturally, he trotted to open the door.

"Wait! Ellie"

Before Lan En could stop him, the door was opened.

Amidst the creaking sound of the wooden door, it was the bartender at the front desk of the Yinlu Tavern that met the cat's vertical pupils.

He was still dressed in the same linen top and bottom, but with a towel draped over his left shoulder.

A bald head and a smiling face.

He held a wooden dinner plate in his hand, on which was a sumptuous complimentary dinner.

"Miss, your dinner has been delivered."

The bartender delivered the plate to Alia, and the girl took it naturally and placed it on the table in the room.

But Lan En, who was naked to the waist, completely gave up on taking the sword after a brief hesitation.

Instead, his eyes were fixed on the other party, and he walked slowly to the side of the bartender, watching the back of the little girl carrying the plate with him.

"I told Aliya to let her eat downstairs before coming up, but I didn't say that you wouldn't charge extra service fees for the bartender to deliver the food, right?"

Lan En stood beside the bartender, speaking in a soft tone as if he was afraid of waking up some kind of monster.

Both of them knew that in this scene, no one cared about the bullshit "service fee".

The tone of the bartender was as polite and earnest as when he was at the front desk.

"No, no, please don't blame Miss Aliya, who can bear to watch such a noble lady go hungry?"

"But she just told me that she was a bit full in the hall below."

"Really?" The bartender slowly turned his head and looked at Lan En's face with a smile. "The miss must have misremembered, you see"

"She's starving right now."

When Lan En turned his head away, Aliya seemed to have been hungry for a long time and had a big appetite.

Can't wait to start breaking the bread, soaking it in the vegetable soup and eating it.

Lan En's eyes narrowed slightly.

He knew very well that although Aliya was naughty and playful, she was indeed a child born in the duke's family.

Now, there were two people standing at the door of the hotel room, and one of them was the "knight" she was following, and in this situation, she began to eat and eat like she was hungry.

This is not at all!Not normal at all!
After a moment of silence, Lan En didn't make any further detours.

"I said what the hell is it?"

"Aha! Another surprise!" The bartender did not respond to Lan En's question, but instead cheered and looked at the witcher teasingly.

"I thought that a person like you who hates evil like you would draw his sword and chop someone the moment he saw his attendant being affected!"

"I have a helpful plot and altruism, I don't deny that. But at the same time, that doesn't mean I'm a fool, Mr. Bartender."

Lan En just put his hands on his chest and leaned against the door frame to look at each other.

There were still traces of tender red new flesh on his bare chest.

"I clearly remember that when you told us about the Skellige guard, the reaction of the people in the hall was very appreciative. And when I passed by the Skellige guard, the passengers who also passed by were accustomed to it. "

Lane held out two fingers.

"Modify reality, or modify memory on a large scale."

"Which one of these two is it, my resistance is of little importance to you, is it? Archmage?"

The bartender listened patiently to Lan En's speculation, and only interrupted at the end.

"I'm not an 'archmage', such a noble person, sir. By the way, if any archmage can modify the memories of hundreds of people around him silently, then he must not be satisfied with Become an 'archmage'."

This kind of tone, this kind of disdain for the second guess, is equivalent to directly admitting that he has modified reality.

Lan En was silent for a moment, and suddenly stretched out a hand hugging his chest to pat his forehead.

"Oh my god, there really are monsters like you in this world? I thought that demons, gods, and so on were just tricks."

The tone of the young man did not spontaneously become humble just because the other party was able to modify reality.

On the contrary, this helpless tone was no different from the fact that a demon hunter had received a difficult commission.

For a person who can cut his own heart without hesitation, there are many things in this world that can make him helpless.

But there really wasn't much to scare him.

The bartender also kept an interesting look in his eyes, looking at the helpless witcher.

"Okay, what's your name, Mr. Bartender?"

Lan En reached out to the bartender as a "please" gesture.

The bald bartender bowed slightly in return.

"I, Gaunt O'Dim. I often make a living by reselling glass and mirrors, so most people will call me nicknames, 'Mirror Master', 'Glass Kid' and so on. Please choose the title you like, I It doesn't matter."

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