Chapter 1154 1136. Secret Culvert
The fur trader was taken over by the military doctor, and Lan En also prescribed medicine for him. The method and raw materials of the medicine were not complicated. The military doctor said that he could handle it, and the medicine was also good for the wounded here.
After walking out of the room where the wounded man was, the leading sergeant's expression became much calmer.
Although he was still visibly nervous when he was around Lan En, it was much better than when he was awkward when speaking at the beginning.
"Two soldiers here died, including the ones sent out just now."
"In addition, two of our reinforcements died, and two more were from the other side."
Six corpses covered with white cloth were placed outside the room, the sergeant said to Lan En.
"Do you want to take a look?" Before the demon hunter could respond, he came to the body and lifted a corner of the white cloth.
".Elves?"
Lan En said with a little surprise.
"Of course they are elves." The sergeant said with certainty, "Squirrel Party."
"This name is so weird, do you have any explanation?"
"Yes, Sir. That's a strange name." The sergeant explained to Lan En.
"But this is their ancient name for themselves. Some people say it's because they always hang a squirrel tail decoration on themselves. Others say it's because they live in the woods and can only eat Live on nuts.”
"But all I can say is that they are causing more and more trouble."
The sergeant covered the white cloth again and wiped his palms on his tunic.
"Come on, ser. I'm sorry for wasting your time. You shouldn't have been nagging me, a junior officer, for so long."
"No, I'm very grateful to you." Lan En shook his head, "I didn't know what the Scoia'tael meant at all earlier."
"It seems that you have been away from the civilized world for a long time, hunting monsters in the wilderness?"
"So, it's not an easy trip."
Later, the sergeant introduced Lan En to the leader of their unit, who was a knight.
The knight saluted the Duke of Sintra out of etiquette.
But Lan En could feel that the knight did not respect him as much as his men.
He didn't look like he had been through the Battle of Sodden Mountain.
On the contrary, the respect his men had for Lan En made him feel a little repulsive towards the witcher.
The conversation was not pleasant, what can only be described as tepid.
Fortunately, Lan En didn't have any expectations, and his identity was confirmed, and it was enough to be recognized by the northern countries.
He just came here to spend the night out of the rain.
"The Scoia'tael."
The Witcher, who was watching the raindrops under the eaves, chewed on this word that he had just reacquainted with today in an incomprehensible way.
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Early the next morning, the sky was bright after the spring rain.
Lan En rode the Qilin away in the eyes of most of the soldiers in awe.
His story is indeed told endlessly, and his war deeds on Sodden Mountain are indeed wonderful and full of honor.
But this is the magical Middle Ages after all, and people who have not personally fought alongside him still have doubts about those stories and descriptions.
Or curious.
In this small fishing village built on the edge of a lake, many barrels and fishing nets in the village have been replaced, and the street signs at the entrance of the village are also new.
Several children were playing around the unicorn and flannel ball at the entrance of the village.
The velvet ball was a little helpless. After all, it had to prevent children from messing up the tied leather and at the same time, it was not too aggressive.
Fortunately, Lan En's arrival saved it and Qilin.
After scaring away a group of children with the babble, Lan En and the others quickly arrived near Gos Velen's city wall after starting their journey again.
The witcher's estimate was right, and they arrived just in time for the afternoon.
As usual, instead of entering this increasingly noisy city through the main entrance, Qilin was asked to go to the sea and take the waterway, and then made a big circle.
Went around to the back of the big rock where Arethusa Academy was located, and then reached the secret room from there and landed ashore.
"Wow~"
Qilin had already begun to kick impatiently.
The bundles of wolf skins, dragon skins, wolf teeth, dragon scales, etc. tied to its back were not heavy but not small in size, which made it very unhappy.
However, according to Lan En, these dragon scales were also intended to add some clothing to it, so Qilin carried them all the way.
Now that it's at the place, it doesn't want to carry it at all.
"Don't worry, don't worry! I won't take it apart for you!"
"Qilin is so inferior, meow!"
Hoofs trampled back and forth on the reef floor, and Qilin shifted its direction to allow Lan En and Fluffy Ball to remove the items from its back.
Through the secret culvert maintained by magic, the temperature and humidity are always constant. The beds and display cabinets inside look like homely warmth under the warm light of candlelight.
Even when the tide is high, the waves cannot intrude, only the sound of breaking waves is continuous.
After placing a large roll of dragon skin wrapped in wolf skin on the ground, the demon hunter and Elcat let out a long sigh of relief.
Velvet Ball felt relaxed because he had finished his work, but Lan En felt a burst of relaxation in his heart.
Goth Velen and Arethusa, the city and its sorceress college, had become a regular 'intermission' stop on his journey through the many and dangerous worlds.
Give him a sense of security in a safe zone.
Although Gos Velen's fish market still smells bad and is noisy, although the students or professors in Eritusari will still light up when they see him.
"But these are all pretty easy to deal with, right, flannel ball?"
"Meow?"
Maomao, who was sitting on the ground, handling a large bag of things he had placed in the secret culvert, turned around in confusion.
But he saw the witcher smiling and waving his hands.
So it lifted its hind legs, scratched the back of its neck, and continued to engage in the tidying up process.
As the journey progressed and the velvet ball itself grew, its trophies, souvenirs, and combat supplies also increased, and eventually a large package had to be placed next to Lan En's display cabinet.
Seeing Eluma sorting out the harvest was quite exciting, so Lan En also walked to his display cabinet, opened it, and straightened the hair on the head of the doll brought from Yanan.
But just then.
"Welcome back, honey."
A casual, enchanting voice came from the door of the culvert.
But the demon hunter raised his eyebrows.
The voice continued: "But can you explain why the ring on your hand is missing?"
(End of chapter)