Chapter 1412 1384. Opening the door
That afternoon, Lan En put on a hooded cloak and got back on Qilin's horse.
Qilin has not been allowed to go out these days because Lan En requested that "everything in Gaoqiu Castle should be business as usual."
So now that it can go out for a run, Lan En can feel that it is quite happy.
Run all the way from the southern outskirts of Velen to the Principality of Elland in the northeastern corner of Temeria.
A journey spanning almost the entire length of Temeria was a suitable walk for Qilin.
Of course, this is the extent to which it can run within three hours. If the time is lengthened and the speed is slowed down, it may not even be able to take a walk for the body of an ancient dragon from the New World. .
“Hush!”
A stream of hot air spurted out from its large moist nostrils. Qilin shook his head, removing the large silk rune cloth and its pale mane. Wave together.
Qilin felt quite comfortable after stretching his muscles a little by running all the way.
This road was specifically run in remote and uninhabited areas. Kirin's mobility completely ignored the obstacles of the terrain.
Lan En's body has been strengthened many times, and his tolerance to Qilin's speed has become stronger and stronger.
It is completely different from when I first started traveling with Qilin.
So in the morning, Geralt had just told Lan En the results of the investigation. At noon, Lan En injected medicine into five Ember Knights. In the afternoon, he had already arrived in the Principality of Elland.
Not many things in the world have this kind of mobility efficiency.
The wizards' portals are of course very efficient, but now the fluctuations in the portals are basically being watched secretly, and no one can think of where they can really appear unexpectedly.
What about the second-tier way of moving?
Perhaps it is the magic flying carpets that some magicians from Serekania or Ofir used in the rumors.
Excluding these magical flying props that Lan En has never seen before, the rest will be directly downgraded to ordinary horses.
Extraordinary power has made the gap in the mobility efficiency of people of various identities in this magical medieval period so great that it can be said to be unprecedented.
The mages use teleportation technology, and even if there is a cross-continental teleportation error caused by a magical accident, it is just a slightly strenuous long-distance journey for them.
People with special power and money can drive the mage to do things and get on the ride.
The rest are really using the medieval method of transportation, and they are knowledgeable people who can travel dozens of kilometers beyond their own living range.
Except for some unique monsters that have not even been discovered by humans, no one has ever seen the movement speed and efficiency of Kirin under normal conditions.
Lan En has never let Qilin reveal himself.
Even the intelligence organization that had been keeping an eye on him, at most, knew that when he went to Novigrad before, he now had a horse by his side that was always hidden under the magic harness and was tall and strong beyond imagination.
There is also a suspected 'little cat man wandering outside the rare species reserve'.
But they have never seen Qilin's speed.
There is no way to prepare for or plan for something you have not seen before.
No one could have imagined that the demon hunter, who had already behaved outrageously on the battlefield, could appear outside Velen within a few hours without involving the warlock. The Principality of Airland.
"Don't let people see you, Qilin."
After turning over and dismounting, Lan En habitually patted Gu Long's strong neck, making a heavy 'bang bang' sound.
"Huchi~" Qilin shook his head and blew out a burst of hot air.
‘What are you thinking about? Can I be seen? ’
The meaning conveyed from the variant [Yaxi Seal] is very disdainful.
Lan En didn't take it seriously either.
Even at the speed of a unicorn walking, ordinary people would probably not be able to see it at all if they suddenly saw this thing running past their field of vision. The probability of seeing it as a wandering demon spirit is much higher than that of seeing it as a tall horse.
However, Lan En still curled his lips and pushed down his blown-up hair again.
He looked at the rows of sharp-angled spikes growing out from under the skin on the shoulder joints and hip joints of Qilin's body with a bit of resentment.
The high-energy crystal-like sharp corners easily broke through the protection of the silk rune cloth and magic horse harness, and poked out amid the violent jolts of fast running.
As a result, Lan En started to feel numb again halfway through the static electricity on Qilin's body.
“Didn’t Margarita tell you to change the style of your harness?”
The witcher complained.
Thankfully Lan En is not a normal person, otherwise even if Qilin lowers the intensity of the current, the electricity on its back would still be enough to cause a person to have trouble.
".唏伦~"
Qilin's eyes rolled up as if remembering.
‘. It seems that since the last time you went out to play by yourself, I haven’t been back. ’
Very good, what else can Lan En say?
Qilin rarely goes back, so there is no time for Margarita to take measurements or modify the style of the magic harness.
The demon hunter silently raised his fist and hit Qilin on the head with a bang!
Gu Long's head swung out like a pendulum directly on its slender horse's neck, sawdust flew, and smashed a tree as thick as a bowl next to it with a click.
But Qilin, who had been punched, was extremely agile and ran out in the direction of the swing of his head, running away happily.
While running, he made a provocative clicking sound of the horse: "Puff, puff, puff!"
For Qilin and Lan En, such a powerful blow was already considered a joke.
After waiting for Qilin to run away, the demon hunter turned his head and looked at a castle not far away.
On the walls of the castle, flags fluttered in the wind on the erected gun poles. One side is the White Baihe emblem of Temeria, the other side is the flag of the Principality of Elland, and the last side is a white rose blooming on a fiery red background.
The relaxed expression on Lan En's face that he had just been playing with his friends slowly disappeared. A cold and hard temperament covered his face.
——
As autumn deepens, the days are getting shorter.
The roar of the Pontar River cannot be heard here, but the moisture and cold air can travel far.
Today's night, white mist can briefly appear when people exhale.
Similarly, people get sleepy much earlier.
"Stop!" On the gate tower of the castle, a sniffling soldier leaned out from the battlements of the city wall and shouted, "Who are you? State your identity and your purpose! Hurry!"
After shouting outside the castle gate, he shouted angrily directly below the city gate.
"Wake up! Someone is here!"
After being yelled by the people above, the light of candles and the flickering of figures came from an observation hole in the wall next to the city gate. .
In the sentry room, the soldier who slept so hard that his helmet almost fell off, revealing his shiny and knotted hair, cursed and approached the observation hole.
It was dark at night, and the observation hole was too small to see the outside clearly with candlelight.
There was only a dark shadow in his eyes.
"Suck~" He sniffed for a moment before preparing to ask.
But then
"A key chain of magic-blocking gold?" Outside the observation hole, an interested voice came from the large black shadow, "It seems that you He did receive a large amount of funding.”
The soldier, who was still dazed at first, suddenly widened his eyes at this moment!
This is a sign that biological instinct has begun to concentrate, but it is already too slow.
In the darkness outside the observation hole, a palm wearing bone-white armor suddenly stretched out!
The violent and sudden movements even caused a sharp and short sound of breaking the air!
With a click, the gauntlet penetrated the observation hole and held the soldier's neck, which was already covered in black chapped.
There was no struggle, because I couldn’t react and my strength was not at the same level.
The shouting was stuck in his throat, his face was red from holding it in, but there was no sound.
He neatly threw the key chain made of magic-blocking gold a little further into the sentry room, and then a burst of cold white magic aura suddenly emerged from the dark night, but at this moment, it was covered by the wide cloak.
[Yaxsi Sign]
The interference of Demonic Gold to Demon Hunters is far less than that to Warlocks. This is due to the difference in the casting principles of the two.
After the keychain hanging on the sentry was thrown away, he was suddenly pinched until he was almost unconscious. He was no longer able to resist the [Yaxi Sign].
"Your identity."
The big hand wearing bone-white armor slowly retracted into the darkness outside the observation hole.
"The Knights of the White Rose. Recruitment of levies."
Without his hands squeezing his neck, the soldier's eyes were now blank and he responded blankly.
The collar and cuffs of his cotton-padded armor were so black that they were shiny, and there was not even a piece of iron hanging on the entire cotton-padded armor. This kind of terrible equipment was indeed consistent with his status as a conscript.
“How long have you been applying for the job?”
"One month."
"Tsk."
Hearing the sentry's answer, Lan En clicked his tongue in displeasure.
The conscripts who have just been here for a month cannot be said to have much to do with the Knights of the White Rose.
He must be more careful when he takes action later.
"Hey! What are you two muttering about there?!" A questioning voice came from the city wall, "Reply! Who is he! Otherwise, I will just shoot him with a bow and arrow!"
The fire above is flashing, it's the one standing guard. The guard took a torch and swung down on the battlements of the city wall, trying to use the light of the fire to see what was going on below.
Lan En’s slightly glowing cat eyes under the hood just raised his head, and then he still asked without much anxiety.
“Are all the knights in the castle here?”
“Most of them are there.”
"Where are they?"
"In the main tower, we live in the shack."
Asked here, a satisfactory arc gradually appeared under the shadow of the hood.
The fire on the city wall above shone more and more rapidly.
"Speak back to the top, soldier. Ask him to open the door. I am alone here. Come up with any excuse. How about using your imagination?"
Lann took a step back and faced the castle gate through the observation hole. He even spoke in a relaxed tone.
"Imagination" The sleepy soldier muttered to himself first, and then shouted in response, "Open the door!"
"You two have been muttering for a long time, just give it to me. What nonsense are you talking about? If you don’t tell me your identity, why don’t you open your anus?”
"He seems to have been sent by Duke Seeward. Are you afraid of just one person?"
"What do you mean it looks like? I don't want to get a stick! Tell me clearly!"
"I only have a damn candle in my hand, what can I see clearly in the observation hole? Anyway, the badge is like that, hurry up and open the door "
A tall and quiet figure wearing a hood and cloak stood in front of the castle gate. Amidst the squeaking sound of the bearings turning, the firelight behind the gate was squeezed into a vertical line by the crack of the door and fell there. On the broad cloak.
Lan En moved his shoulders and wrists, and walked straight forward before the door was fully opened.
(End of this chapter)