Chapter 43 43. Sudden changes
Lan and Bernie still continued their daily work.
The young man thought about whether to persuade Little White in the tavern yesterday. His need for the petals of Baise Baise was not too urgent.
But then I thought about it, as long as the village didn't go into the woods, the area around the avenue was indeed safe, so I followed White's lead.
The two again searched for traces of monsters along the shore of Fike Lake.
At this time, Lan En was sitting on the bow of the boat. His heavy weight and armor made the draft of the bow a little deeper than the stern where Bernie was sitting.
The young man was pressing his temples hard.
Last night was a night of "Mentos Stirring the Coke Bottle".
After more than half a month of cooperative hunting, Lan En’s [Trace Detection] skill acquired from Bernie has reached 87% proficiency.
This proficiency combined with the demon hunter's extraordinary senses has made Lan En's retrieval ability actually beyond the limit that ordinary people can achieve.
Maybe the knowledge about monsters is still poor without the guidance of a teacher. But in terms of tracking ability alone, he is definitely not at the bottom even among demon hunters.
With the calculation ability provided by Mentos, he can even replay what happened in a location within a week in his mind to a certain extent!
The Sherlock Holmes in the novel is nothing more than that.
What concerns the young man the most is the [Surgery] skill that is related to his personal upgrade of force.
Thanks to the practice of water ghosts, swamp witches, and occasionally evil ghosts and ghouls, the proficiency of this skill has now soared to 55%.
The numerical value may not seem large, but Lan En's goal is not to become a reliable surgeon.
Performing surgery on himself and putting the gene seed into his chest is his primary goal.
Stable technique, grasp of one's own organs, precise cutting and suturing
For Lan En's primary goal, this level of proficiency is actually enough.
“In other words, the only thing left is the magic potion to the plan.”
Lan En put down the hand that was rubbing his forehead and rubbed it on his face to stay awake.
Just at this time, the sound of collision was heard from the bottom of the ship. The ship shook and then stabilized.
“We’re here, let’s start working. Say you didn’t sleep last night, okay?”
Bernie jumped out of the boat first and began to adjust the docking posture of the boat.
"It's not bad! That's enough, it's a tidal flat again." The young man muttered.
Yesterday on the road, Bernie told Lan in detail about a time when he hunted a pack of wolves.
How he tracked, distinguished traces, lured, and divided the wolves, according to him, almost used up all his knowledge and ingenuity that time.
Because the atmosphere was very good at that time, he was very interesting in talking, so he talked in detail.
It doesn’t matter, Mentos’ analysis prompts never stop!
When Lan En lay down at night, a full 20% of his proficiency suddenly poured in. The feeling was really stronger than the first day.
The two have become very comfortable working together.
Bernie held his hand on the hilt of the sword and squatted down to check the marks.
After taking off the bandage, he sewed himself a long leather glove out of leather. The gloves that had been scratched by the water ghost now became a pair again.
“This way, let’s go.”
After a while, Bernie’s tracking skills led the two of them to find a group of monsters.
There is no swamp witch. Four water ghosts are picking up dead fish and crabs on the beach to eat.
Lan now deals with opponents of this level very neatly.
In less than two minutes, his silver sword was thrust into the mouth of the last water ghost, and the tip of the sword came out from the back of the head.
Then there was no more dissection of the body, and he just walked deep and shallow in the mud to find Bernie.
He can hardly let go of the monster material about the water ghost.
And if there are no strange deformities or lesions, the contribution of the water ghost to [surgery] skill proficiency has become very little.
"Let's go, wear heavy armor. I don't want to stay on the beach any longer now."
The soles of my feet stepped into the wet and sticky mud, sinking deeply. Among them, this kind of touch made the young man purse his lips in discomfort.
Bernie felt light all over and looked at Lan En teasingly, and the two of them prepared to move to the next battlefield.
But at this moment, not far from the tidal flat, there was a sudden cry on the road that had turned into dry ground.
"Hey! Please wait a moment!"
The sound was accompanied by the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground. Lan En raised his eyebrows. These people were already very close, but with his own senses, he actually heard them at the same time as Bernie.
But looking at the environment, Lan En also felt that it was normal.
Willen is close to the sea, and the entire province is often windy. However, due to the difference in air temperature near the lake, the wind will be even stronger.
Now the smelly wind is making the big trees on the shore roar, and coupled with the howling of the wind itself, even asking Mentos to block the noise is probably not going to be effective.
The two waited for less than ten seconds before a decent young man with brown hair appeared in front of them riding a horse with the same hair color as his.
A smooth bearskin shawl, clothes with dense stitching, and a leather hat. He is a rich man.
As we all know, rich people are generally believed to be less likely to do bad things that involve violence.
So Lan En and Bernie are not too nervous at the moment.
"Two, hu-Thank you both for taking time for me to get closer."
It seemed that the wind was too strong, disrupting his breathing on the horse. The decent young man took a big breath and stumbled when he spoke.
But because of this, the smile on his face became more friendly.
Bernie saw that the witcher was still struggling with the mud on his boots, and he took a step forward.
“Okay friend, you don’t have to get close, just stand there. If you meet someone who needs help on the road, you should help, because no one can say whether you will have such a day. But you I also know that the world is not peaceful now, and we should be more vigilant. It is good for us. Yes, this distance is enough. I can hear what you are saying clearly."
In order to show friendliness and trustworthiness, the decent young man even controlled his horse and took two small steps back.
"Who says otherwise? First Meritelli was desecrated by cannibals, and now there is no news about the case of missing children. I understand your caution."
Decent young man Smiling, he tightened his bearskin shawl until it covered his chest.
"Please call me Willis, the son of a Novigrad merchant."
"I'm just here to ask for directions, nothing else."
"I walked all the way from Novigrad to the village of Lindenvale, which was considered to be in the territory of Willen, but my guide only took me there, and he contracted the disease and died. But my goal was the village of Burnt Wood. I heard that there was a A powerful witch doctor, I am here just for him.”
The young man rubbed his nose and inadvertently showed three shining gold rings with gems on his fingers, which greatly deepened his sense of origin. Vigre's credibility.
After all, everyone knows that the rich people there are really rich.
Bernie also believed most of the other party's words, but he was still a little confused.
"Lyndonville? Where are you going from Novigrad to Burntwood Village? Can't you go directly to the inn at the crossroads? We are in the south of Wellen, and Burntwood Village is in the northwest. It's a big difference Also.”
Lan En, who originally had no intention of asking passers-by, suddenly felt something was wrong.
Mentos captured this feeling keenly, and in an instant, the biological brain laid out several logical chains for reference.
His direction was too far off.
Didn’t he just enter Willen? Why does he know everything about what happened a few days ago?
Also, the sound of horse hooves just now was not just one horse, was it?
What are the other people doing? !
Sudden palpitations, Lan En’s heart was beating wildly at this moment!
Without enough time to draw the sword from his back, Lan En stepped on the mud, not caring that the huge force had completely buried the soles of his feet in the tidal flats.
Strike towards Bernie!
"Queen!"
There is no time to call the auxiliary function of the seal, or even the secret knowledge of the Bear School.
At this moment, Lan En could only use the most traditional Quen seal - and then blocked himself, who was blessed by the seal, in front of Bernie.
"Dang!"
It wasn’t until his instinctive reaction passed that Lan En discovered that his Quen seal collapsed and a crossbow arrow flew away!
But it’s not enough! The other side’s hooves were heard by more than two horses!
There are people! What is that person doing? Where is that person? !
A pair of cat eyes glanced around in an instant, but found nothing.
Until there was a sound of flesh falling into the muddy water from behind.
Maoyan's pupils shrank sharply, and Lan En turned around sharply.
Bernie lay on his back with a confused face.
He has a crossbow arrow stuck in his belly!
Not far away, a decent young man who called himself Willis laughed and drew his sword from the side of the saddle.
His bearskin shawl could no longer cover his chest.
A necklace of human hands slipped out of the shawl.
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