Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1165 1147. Sudden news

It was a young man wearing a felt hat and a leather vest, which was convenient and flexible.

It seemed that running or riding a horse made him gasp for breath and turn red. The chestnut hair on his head also became damp and stuck to his forehead.

The bartender of Yinlu Tavern stopped him first.

The other people in the tavern also looked at it with surprise, then turned their heads and returned their eyes to their own tables.

"Look at how anxious you are."

The bartender with a white towel on his shoulders looked the young man up and down and gave him a glass of water.

"Who are you looking for? Are you in a hurry?"

The bartender wanted him to keep his movements and movements quiet so as not to disturb other customers.

The high-end style of Yinlu Tavern is also an aspect of luxury.

But the young man just took the water glass and took a sip, then continued to raise his hand and asked loudly around.

"Excuse me, Duke Lane of Sintra, is he here? I asked all the way from the city hall to the Giancardi Bank, then to the workshop area, and finally arrived here."

Sitting in a booth at the corner of the hall on the first floor, the four people at the table looked at the messenger who was looking for someone to find the tavern.

It was Lan En who raised his hand to say hello.

"This way, sir."

Everyone looked up, then quickly lowered their heads.

Only the young messenger breathed out a sigh of relief, returned the water glass in his hand to the bartender, and walked over.

He walked into the small high platform of the booth, first took off the felt hat on his head, and held his hands in front of his chest.

It can be seen that although he is young, he is already a skilled messenger.

People who see Lan En's figure and appearance for the first time can't help but be stunned.

The same was true for this messenger, but the task at hand still made him sober up quickly.

"This, this is news from Vizima, my lord."

The messenger stuttered a bit.

At the same time, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Lan En on the other side of the table.

The young demon hunter reached out and took it. The bright red fire paint seal on it was intact, and the pattern of the fire paint was the white lily, the national emblem of Temeria.

Foltest?

"Vegimaha." Margarita smiled ambiguously, looked at Lan and asked, "Is it Triss? She can't wait to find you?"

"No." Lan En replied with a slight frown, and showed her the paint on the envelope.

So the other people at the dinner table also raised their eyebrows, wondering what Foltest wanted to tell Lan.

"Thank you." Lan En took out an Oren coin from his pocket and put it on the table, pushing it towards the messenger. "Thank you for traveling to so many places."

And the letter was put in his pocket.

But the messenger did not leave. Instead, he licked his lips and said nervously to Lan En.

"Well, you'd better take a look now, my lord."

His hands holding the felt hat rubbed each other nervously.

"This matter is a bit urgent, and I have a message here. I have to cooperate."

Even Lan En raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He took out the letter that was almost in his pocket, opened the seal, took out the letter and read it.

There were several pieces of paper stuffed in the envelope. Lan En quickly glanced at the first few pieces of paper. It was not until the last piece of paper that he narrowed his eyes slightly and took some time to read it carefully.

After reading, he folded the letter and looked up at the messenger standing by the table.

"Except for those formal greetings that are gorgeous and cumbersome in style but have no actual content. Is this true?"

"It's true, sir." The messenger lowered his voice but did not appear abrupt. It seemed that he often delivered news to important people.

"Every word is true."

"What are the specifics?" Lan En asked next, "I mean the numbers."

He raised the folded letter paper in his hand towards the messenger: "Only vague descriptions like 'a large amount' and 'a lot' are written on it. I want a specific quantity."

"That is the extent of the message I have for you, my lord."

The messenger's eyes looked left and right on the table, asking Lan whether they wanted to talk alone.

If it is a royal secret message under normal circumstances, then the messenger has the right to directly reject the people around him.

But obviously, Foltest should have told him to respect Lan En's decision when he sent him out to deliver the message.

Lan En didn't speak, just waved his hand.

Berengar moved aside and made room for an empty seat on the table.

Then the messenger also knew what it meant.

Without being pretentious, he pulled up a stool and sat down, continuing to whisper.

"It's all gone."

"What?" Lan En's hand that was playing with the letter suddenly stopped and asked again, "What do you mean?" "It means literally, sir." As he spoke, it was as if the messenger himself was worried about the news he had brought. Feeling nervous and at a loss, his throat rolled up and down, and he swallowed.

"That area is now... dead silent."

"The several villages there that originally made a living by fishing and hunting, although they didn't know what happened, they all fled in other directions. They were so scared that they were stunned."

"They say they can't survive no matter what. There's something wrong with this. They've never seen it before in their generations!"

The other three people at the table were confused, but it was precisely because of the confusion, coupled with the vaguely frightened expression on the messenger's face at this time, and the content of his words.

It only makes people feel a sense of horror that is vaguely chilling in their hearts.

It seemed that the originally warm tones and swaying candlelight in the Yinlu Tavern had become strange and gloomy.

"But Foltest should have sent someone to check it out, right?"

Firelight and shadows swayed on Lan En's profile, and when the shadows covered his eyes, the cat's eyes would glow slightly.

"Not only Foltest, that place is close to the Principality of Elland, so Duke Siward must also have sent people. Even Aedirn may have sent people to investigate. Tell me, what is the result?"

Temeria is a kingdom, and under this kingdom there are dependent countries such as the Principality of Maribor and the Principality of Elland.

When Temeria fought a civil war to determine the succession, the ‘Dagger War’ was fought between the Duke of Elland and the Duke of Maribor.

Later, half of Maribo was crushed by the saliva demon summoned by [Arzu Double Cross].

But that was a story long ago and has nothing to do with now.

"No results, sir." The messenger pursed his lips and said softly, "Everyone who was sent before did not come back alive."

"Because of this, His Majesty thought of you. He waited in the Dark Water for a while, but he did not expect that you came directly to Gos Velen."

"That's why I was sent all the way here."

Lan En fiddled with the pile of letter paper in his hands and was silent for a moment.

"Understood." He nodded and said, "That's it, nothing else?"

"Yeah, that's all I know."

"Thank you." Lan En raised the letter in his hand towards the messenger, "Your work is done, sir. Please go and have a rest. The consumption here will be charged to my account."

The messenger stood up, saluted Lan En, then put on his felt hat again and walked down from the booth.

After everyone left, Tisaya raised her delicate chin and said to the letter in Lan En's hand.

"what happened?"

Margarita and Berengar also looked at him curiously.

"A scene." Lan En looked at the letter in his hand with a tangled expression. He didn't seem to know how to describe it. In the end, he could only say uncertainly, "Abnormal?"

"Foltest said something very unusual happened near Airland as recently as a month ago."

"In the northeast of Elland, I don't know when, the sounds of birds and animals there have become increasingly rare."

"No one cared about it at first, not even the people who were fleeing the famine began to appear in the villages in that area. But gradually"

"Nothing comes out of there anymore."

"All the sounds of the creatures also disappeared. This attracted the attention of Duke of Elland, Siward."

"And when the impact in this area not only did not calm down over time, but began to expand, and it was about to threaten the Pontal Valley, concern turned to panic."

Originally, the expressions of the three people became more and more solemn as Lan En described it. Later, when the location of 'Pontal Valley' was mentioned, there was no longer any surprise or doubt.

Because this place is so important.

The four largest kingdoms in the north are actually divided very neatly by the terrain, almost like a crooked field grid.

The Mahakam Mountains in the south, where the dwarves have lived for generations, are connected to the Kestrel Mountains in the north, cutting them vertically, and the Pontar River runs through them laterally.

Temeria is in the lower left corner of the field, Redania is in the upper left, Kaedwen is in the upper right, and Aedirn is in the lower right.

The Pontal Valley is where the Pontal River separates the Mahakam Mountains and the Kestri Mountains.

The Pontar River is the boundary river that separates the four northern countries, and the Pontar Valley is the key throat of this river.

There is a problem here, and all the inland water transportation in the four northern countries will be stuck and finished!

For this position, the four northern countries have been fighting for hundreds of years.

The Haji Fortress in the river valley has been robbed back and forth. The last time was more than forty years ago, when it was snatched away from the hands of the previous king of Temeria by the previous king of Aedirn.

It is still the castle of Aedirn.

"What the **** is this?"

Margarita was stunned and gestured with the size of the area described in Foltest's letter according to her own memory.

"There are no living things in such a huge area?!"

With that said, the dean of Arethusa turned his attention to Berengar, the old demon hunter.

"Is there a monster that can do this? Or what kind of curse is it on such a large scale?"

"With all due respect." The old demon hunter shook his head and stood up. "I've never seen such a monster or curse. It's almost like some kind of large-scale magic gone out of control. But you must be more familiar with that than me, but I can know a little bit."

Berengar stood up and looked at Lan En: "I think you can't take any time off. That piece of broken armor can't be hung on the display stand."

"I can't use your dragon scales in such a short period of time, so I can only repair your original set of master-level Bear School armor."

(End of chapter)