MTL - Astartes of the Bear School-Chapter 797 779 strange woman

Chapter 797 779. Strange woman

The wooden door was violently pushed open amidst the growing sound of wind and rain.

 A woman stumbled in from the door.

 She staggered in her steps, looking weak but determined.

 She has a good figure and looks good at dressing up. A tight-fitting hunting suit not only made it easier to move, but also made her look very attractive in such an embarrassing situation.

But maybe it’s just because you have a good figure that you look good in whatever you wear.

Carrying a sword on his back, few people would carry a sword on their back like a witcher.

Another thing that made Lan En a little concerned was that this woman's hair was a kind of mouse gray that seemed familiar to Lan En.

It wasn't until the woman entered that a "bang" came from outside the small hotel.

That sound was also familiar to Lan En: the pressure difference surge caused by the opening and closing of the portal.

Under the gaze of everyone in the tavern, the woman staggered two steps and fell directly to the floor.

“We just finished the war, and the world is not peaceful. There are so many ghosts and ghosts. It’s none of our business. Just pretend you didn’t see them. This is for the sake of your life.”

 After taking a long breath, she had time to look at the kind person who gave her a bowl of soup.

She walked to the counter with her body that was too weak to stand up straight, and looked out the window of the hotel as if in shock.

 “Is there anything to eat?”

 “What day is it today? There is a plague, and there are so many weirdos.”

The woman randomly grabbed a few coins from the small bag at her waist, threw them on the counter, and then gave instructions.

 She asked weakly while standing up with difficulty.

 “Uh, yes, but do you have any money, girl?”

 “If you are really in a hurry, madam.”

The woman didn't struggle at all after falling to the floor. Instead, as if she could finally take a breath, she rested her forehead against the wooden floor for a while before slowly getting up.

Berengar on the other side of the counter pushed the bowl of fish soup that had just been brought over. The wooden bottom of the bowl made a slight friction sound with the wooden counter.

Lan En heard the people at the table playing cards next to him muttering.

But outside there were only dark clouds that were too dark to see the setting sun, and a constant heavy rain.

 “Thank you, I really haven’t eaten for a long time”

 The fish soup was finished with "gudugudu", and the fish with bones was also swallowed into the stomach in a few times.

 “Anything will do. I can eat a sack of onions raw right now!”

The woman picked up the bowl without looking back. She looked really hungry and tired.

 The hotel owner replied hesitantly.

 After she spoke in a hurried tone, she suddenly noticed Berengar's dress.

 “Be quick! Make something that can be served as quickly as possible. I’m very pressed for time.”

Although the farmer's wisdom is shallow, it is based on experience after all, and sometimes it makes sense.

The whole person was stunned, as if she had seen something that shocked her.

 “Master Berengar?!”

 Then she called out the exact name.

This time it was Berengar's turn and Lan En, who had been paying attention to this place, to be shocked.

 The more astonishing person is yet to come.

This woman looked panicked and kept talking stammeringly.

“Are you dressed like this and still doing the work of a witcher? Oh my God! What year am I in now? Where am I?”

After watching Berengar speak halfway, the woman hurriedly turned to ask the hotel owner.

The hotel owner was obviously confused by the unexpected situation, and he was even more vigilant. He looked at the woman and Berengar with unkind eyes.

“This is Willen, the year 1263. What on earth are you two doing here?”

  Nothing else seemed to matter. The mouse-grey-haired woman suddenly became excited after hearing the year.

Like a friendly little girl, she took two steps forward, grabbed the edge of Berengar's cloak and jumped up.

 “It was 1263? Haha! I remember!”

Berengar, an old gangster, was completely confused by her and could only watch her movements blankly.

Immediately afterwards, the woman let go of Berengar's cloak and began to scan the other people in the tavern with interest.

 And at the first moment, he immediately noticed the very eye-catching ‘large target’.

Her high-heeled leather boots, worn for horseback riding, thumped on the wooden floor. Then she stood directly and leaned over the table in front of Lan En. Her green eyes looked at the young demon hunter with a smile.

 “Have we met, ma’am?”

 Lan asked strangely under the hood.

 This woman seems to be very familiar with him.

And the hair color, eye color, and the scar on his face really felt familiar to him.

 Just like Ciri.

 But how is this possible?

“We have not only met, but we are very familiar, my lord.”

Her voice is as clear as an oriole, but it also carries a strength that has been tested.

"I know your character very well, so please forgive me, I am not going to explain the situation in detail. Because time is really tight, and I am sure that even if I don't say anything, you will not be able to deal with a lady in such a miserable situation as me. Probably sitting back and watching, right?"

 When she said this, she smiled like a fox who had successfully stolen a chicken.

“No, I don’t think we’re that familiar yet, and I generally don’t like to meddle in other people’s business.”

Lan En's face was half buried in the shadow of the hood, while he spoke coldly.

 “Ha, let’s forget this lie is just for deceiving outsiders.”

Her face moved closer with a smirk that was familiar to Lan En.

Because she really didn't feel dangerous, just confused, Lan En didn't stop her forcefully.

And soon, the young witcher knew the consequences of laxity.

"Well?!"

Lann's eyes widened in the shadows under his hood.

This woman bit Lan En's lip with a wicked smile!

　　It is better to say that it is a fierce invasion than an ambiguous kiss.

 It seemed like this guy had been waiting for this moment for so long that he was a little impatient.

This made Lan En feel like a victim!

 The woman grabbed Lan En's body fiercely and proactively, until Lan En reacted and pushed her away while leaning back.

 “Are you crazy?!”

Lan En screamed in shock.

 But the woman who was pushed away just smiled, and at the same time stuck out her tongue, licking back the glistening liquid at the corner of her mouth.

 “Just as delicious as I imagined. Plus.”

The woman stretched out her hand, grabbed the collar buckle of Lan En's cloak, looked into the witcher's eyes seriously and said.

“Don’t keep treating me like a child! I’m warning you, think of me as a woman! A mature woman who can be responsible for her own decisions and love! Otherwise, when I become familiar with this power, I will definitely go.”

The woman's endless and confusing threats haven't finished yet.

 Suddenly, a cold feeling penetrated from outside the wall of the small hotel suddenly and strongly.

 The sound of raindrops hitting the wooden wall turned into the sound of ice beans smashing against the wall.

In early summer, people watching a play in the hotel were horrified to find that their breath had left white mist visible to the naked eye in the air!

Beside the counter, Berengar, who was watching the excitement, suddenly turned pale.

The woman also didn't wait to finish her words and released her hand holding the buckle of Lan En's cloak.

 Before she pulled away and left, she still looked at Lan En deeply.

“There is an evil smell in the air, inhuman screams in the wind, and the animals are scared. What happened?”

Lan En looked at the woman who was retreating and asked in a deep voice.

 “It’s the Wild Hunt!”

 This is not what the strange woman said, it was Berengar.

 “Close the windows, boss!”

“The Wild Hunt?” the innkeeper asked in horror. “Those ghosts?”

“Don’t be afraid, the Wild Hunt will pass by from high places. They only fly high in the sky in the summer, but children may be frightened because the Wild Hunt can bring nightmares, so it’s best to keep the windows closed.”

The old witcher has a solid knowledge of monsters and has rich experience. Maybe he has actually seen the Wild Hunt.

 But the strange woman whispered beside her.

“But today they won’t just ‘skim high in the sky’ and be done with it.”

 (End of this chapter)