Chapter 787: 769 shelter from the limelight

Chapter 787: 769 shelter from the limelight

Chapter 787 769. Shelter from the limelight

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Berengar followed Lan En on a Poppy, with an expression on his long face that was hesitant to speak.

After Poppy could no longer afford his body and his height did not match his own, Lan entrusted it to Berengar.

witchers love swords, armor, horses,

Because these three are closely related to their careers, loving them means loving your own life.

Although Berengar's career as a witcher has actually been retired, his love for horses and the skills to care for them are still with him.

Lan En felt quite relieved to entrust Popeye, a friend who had been with him for a long time, to him.

"What do you mean by 'having a bad meal last night'? It's easy to misunderstand! I was at dinner! Dinner!"

Mr. Lan turned his head and argued with reason.

He was very happy to see Lan En appearing again and maintaining a good attitude.

Killing requires pressure, as long as the murderer is a normal human being.

The demon hunter is just a little bit "slow" in the matter of killing because of his profession. But normal pressure is there.

Worried that the blood and filth on the battlefield would overwhelm him.

The old witcher leaned on his horse and poked the helmet on the kitten's head.

What strange things did you bring back this time?

But only Lan Ens true friends and those who love him would be sincerely worried.

The old demon hunter exclaimed.

Hey! He can still talk! Is he a kitten person?

Hello, meow! My name is Fluffy Ball Meow!

When other people heard the reports of the witcher's battles on the battlefield, which were like myths and legends, they either didn't believe it, or they were so excited that they couldn't control themselves.

Men are always very persistent in certain areas.

The flannel ball hanging on Lan En's shoulder held up his helmet and waved to Berengar.

Berengar is riding a Pope so that his head can be equal to Lan En.

But at the same time, the corner of the retired old demon hunter's mouth curved.

This kitten?

You cant even imagine how powerful I was last night!

Although drunkards have drunk their tongues, they can still spit out and cheer when they hear those stories.

Berengar kept telling the story of what happened during Lan En's absence.

But Lan En just looked at the sea and interrupted him.

Thats the problem, Berengar.

"What?"

I said: Its this atmosphere that makes me feel wrong.

Lan emphasized again, and turned to look at Berengar on Poppy's back. Two pairs of cat eyes facing each other.

Foltest met with me on my return and his intelligence told him that there are many people who want to rediscover the knowledge of witcher mutation surgery.

Lan En bluntly stated the current situation, and the old demon hunter's face suddenly stiffened.

Berengar is not a smart man, nor is he sensitive to politics or conspiracy.

He knows this himself.

So when Lan En's story was compiled and spread in various ways, he didn't have any special feelings. On the contrary, he regarded it as a lively and somewhat proud story.

But as soon as he mentioned the Witcher Mutation, this guy immediately became serious.

His previous deep hatred for demon hunters was partly due to the fact that his identity was no longer accepted by human society and he had to risk his life to maintain his life.

On the other hand, there are also painful memories that linger about the mutation process.

Except for psychopaths, no demon hunter can talk about his own or other people's mutation surgery calmly.

The process was too cruel.

Now you understand, apart from good things, what else can fame bring?

Lann spread his hands towards Berengar.

The old demon hunter touched his chin and said.

So you dont just study the Codex, you also go

Seal off the witchers knowledge of mutations, or at least make the guys a little more careful.

Lan En said calmly.

I am the one who brings the limelight, and it is not easy for me to influence others.

Berengar shook his head helplessly: "That's why you didn't show up in the city, and didn't even go to the workshop to say hello to Yuna and Fergus?"

"Okay, this is indeed an urgent matter. We will leave for Kaer Morhen in the next two days. But..."

Speaking of this, the old demon hunter seemed a little hesitant.

"Abandoning mutations is nothing to us. After all, even if we have obsessions, we only have feelings for the school. In fact, few people want to continue the terrible mutation surgery. But there is a group of people who I think you should go to have a look."