Chapter 828 810. Departure
But the strong momentum does not affect Qilin's own character.
Lambert and Geralt were still waiting under the dark clouds before. They had never seen Qilin and their scalps were almost numb.
But when this noble horse really appeared on the top of the city, chewing acorns in its mouth, it was as calm and comfortable as a feeding capybara.
Qilin's movements more than doubled the power brought by its racial talent.
Lan En went over to Qilin and touched it.
Confirm that this guy has not provoked those unknown powerful creatures in the Blue Mountains, nor has he been affected by curses or magic.
"So you've been running around these past few days? Didn't do anything?"
Lan En's left hand exudes a cold white magic aura, which he heard from the Griffin School. The [Yaksi Sign] variant is building a bridge of communication between humans and ancient dragons.
"There are a lot of delicious food. The more you visit, the more you get. There are also interesting places that I have never seen before. If it is not fun to fight, you will run away."
Qilin tilted his head and looked at Lan En. Simple sentences passed through my thoughts.
It seems that it has not seen the world's 'ruthless people' in the Blue Mountains, but because it didn't want to fight, it used its [Lightning Flash] to run away.
Of course, its appearance is as noble, proud and cold as ever.
The elegance of her temperament even made Xili’s eyes gleam as she watched from below.
Qilin's breath sprayed onto Lan En's face through its large moist nostrils, and the demon hunter had to push its pale horns with his hand to push its head away.
Lan En pursed his lips and subconsciously wiped the side of his face that had been sprayed by Qilin's breath.
Okay, Qilin originally traveled with Lan En because he wanted to teach the Golden Lion a lesson in the future. As a result, after arriving at a novel place, my mood was high for a few days, and then there was eating, drinking and having fun
The lofty words were loud, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he was lying on the bed. Lan En almost thought that he had raised a college student.
No way, Lan En has a headache now, how to stimulate this guy's fighting spirit.
Maybe let the golden lion hit it again?
"I'm leaving in a few days, please don't cause trouble during this period."
Lan En shook his head, and finally could only say helplessly.
Qilin nodded indifferently. It just wanted to play and didn't want to cause trouble.
The inspection of the condition of his mount was quickly over.
After some time passed, Lan En finally memorized all the knowledge in the basement.
It stands to reason that with a biological brain, he should have a photographic memory.
But when those warlocks record knowledge, they are really afraid that others will understand it.
Secret words and code words emerge in endlessly.
In order to prevent these code words from being involved in some phenomena that can only be observed in Kaer Morhen, I was left completely confused after leaving.
Lan En can only complete the recording with Mentos after deciphering everything.
In this process, Lan En also initially had the idea of using [Arzu Double Cross].
After all, his ability was not defeated by Arzu's wisdom.
How to use alchemy to recreate the part of the [Double Cross] spell that you need, the entire ritual and steps have taken shape in Lan En's mind.
Just wait for a few experiments to fine-tune and confirm your conjecture.
Of course, such experimental conditions are not available in Kaer Morhen.
So after everything was ready, Lan En once again used his ring to call Qilin.
On this day, everyone in Kaer Mohan came out to see him off, except Berengar who was out hunting. This guy has met Lan En too many times, so he is basically indifferent to this scene.
Between the two mountains in the distance, the dark thunderclouds once again crowded out all other clouds and mist, rushing towards the sky of Kaer Morhen.
The very oppressive scene made Vesemir marvel at it, while Geralt and Lambert still frowned. Even if they have seen Qilin and know that the noble horse is not hostile, the demon hunters' sense of crisis is not under their own subjective control.
"Damn it." Lambert's foul-mouthed expression was steady. And the corners of his mouth twitched. "I kind of believe those stories are true now."
"What story?" Lan En crossed his arms next to him and looked at Lambert as if he were watching a show.
“Those exaggerated battlefield legends, and the words of bards. To be honest, you are almost described as a demigod on earth.”
“I wasn’t there at that time. Meet Qilin.”
“No matter if you meet Qilin, those bards can take off their pants and slap their butts on the spot to make money. Do they still care about making up a lot of plots? It’s much more exaggerated than this horse.”
Lambert said with a shrug.
Geralt next to him looked strange, opening his mouth and then closing it again.
Looks like he is hesitant to speak.
He happened to have a bard as a friend, and it was the famous poet-Dandelion.
Out of obligation to his friends, he subconsciously felt that he should make some clarifications.
But when he thought of his friend, his usual outrageous and dissolute love history, and his unconventional behavior, it seemed that he had nothing to refute.
Qilin entered the interior of Kaer Morhen this time. It jumped lightly from the city wall, like an elf with electric light.
‘Lan, they look like they’re afraid of me. ’
Qilin let out a small breath from his nostrils and shook the mane on his neck.
‘This is the first time we have met. ’ Lan En stepped forward and touched Qilin’s head, communicating with it. "Is it normal to be afraid of ancient dragons? Even in your hometown."
Qilin shook his head indifferently. In fact, he didn't really care about the attitude of other 'little people'.
However, at Lan En's request, it regained control of its electric light from its wild state and its connection with the external natural environment.
The sudden thundercloud in the sky dissipated under Qilin's deliberate control, and Kaer Morhen suddenly cleared up again.
Lan En took out the magic harness from the alchemy leather bag and prepared to put it on Qilin again.
“I’m here to help!”
Lambert rubbed his hands and walked over.
It seems that he is more curious than helpful.
Geralt looked at the man who seemed taciturn, but he also came over quietly.
Although harnessing a horse is indeed a troublesome task, Lan En's size and strength are very suitable for this kind of activity.
But since someone is helping, even if he wants to satisfy his curiosity, Lan En has no reason to refuse.
So Geralt and Lambert helped hang Lan En's harness on Qilin's body.
Lambert dragged the wide and large silk rune cloth, and his gentle and cautious hand felt like touching a woman's skin.
"Meritelli"
he said tremblingly.
“This piece of rune cloth is enough for me to work for two years! This feel, this craftsmanship”
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(End of this chapter)