Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1405 1377. Connection of events

"I am different from Berengar and Geralt in terms of attitude towards [Trial of Green Grass]."

Lan En spoke softly while slowly arranging the connection between the infusion tube and the upside-down round-bottomed flask.

He didn't look at Stewart on the restraint bed, but Stewart understood that this was exactly what was being said to him.

"They were all in Kaer Morhen when they accepted the [Trial of Green Grass]. The only thing they were worried about was not being able to survive it."

"But when I accepted the mutation, I knew very well that even if the mutation was completed, I had only completed the first step of my goal at that time. If I couldn't survive the first step, then my life might be easier and I could advance ahead of schedule. Way to end."

"But I made it."

As he spoke, Lan En had already inserted the infusion tube.

The three-color medicine had been mixed in proportion and flowed smoothly from the round-bottomed flask into the infusion tube by gravity. It was only because Lan En held the tube that the air pressure was balanced and it did not continue to flow downward.

The young demon hunter held the infusion needle in his hand, and he almost felt a sense of déjà vu.

It was as if he had done the [Green Grass Trial] before.

But he also knew that this was an illusion. He just recalled his [Green Grass Trial], and through empathy, let his memories stand from Bordon's perspective.

"I am very confident in the formula potion I invented. [Big Eater Vitality] will not kill you."

Lan En still spoke calmly.

"I also have full confidence in your will. The pain of mutation cannot defeat you."

"So I just want to check one last time: Stewart, are you sure you want to do this mutation?"

The ugly and incomplete lower jaw did not move, and only the thick base of the tongue could be seen moving smoothly through the gap.

But Stewart's eyes were looking at Lan En without hesitation or hesitation.

Even though he didn't get a verbal answer, Lan En nodded silently.

"I see."

A look of memory flashed in the young witcher's eyes.

"I don't know if Kaer Morhen's [Trial of Green Grass] still has this item, but if you respect the tradition,"

Lan En took a deep breath, and then pressed the gleaming needle against the blood vessel on Stewart's chest.

The terrifying poison only needs to travel a short distance in the infusion tube, and as long as the needle breaks through the thin layer of skin, it is enough to enter the human body. Lan En asked calmly.

"What are you longing for? What are your desires? How will you carry out your will?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Stewart's eyes, and Berengar, who originally tilted his head to one side, suddenly turned his head.

Most witcher apprentices, or people who are interested in understanding witchers, have heard this passage.

"I don't desire wealth and fame, status and power. I want a horse as dark as the night and as fast as the wind. I want a sword as bright as the moonlight. I want to ride my black horse at night. I want Use the sharp sword in my hand to kill evil, this is what I want in my heart!"

The old demon hunter's stumbling and uncertain whispers due to his long and vague memory were mixed with the disabled Stewart's slurred and difficult whispers due to a mouthful of saliva in his mouth.

Lan En continued to speak, and Berengar also continued to whisper.

The old witcher's voice was gradually becoming coherent and smooth, overlapping with that of the young witcher.

"There will be a horse waiting for you, darker than the night, faster than the wind. There will also be a sword forged for you, it is sharper than light, more dazzling than the moon. But these wishes are not worth mentioning. , it will cost you dearly!”

"I have nothing left!" Stewart's vague voice said without hesitation, "So I have nothing to fear!"

So Lan En didn't hesitate anymore.

The needle that was pressed against the blood vessel in Stewart's chest was inserted directly under the skin, and the fingers holding the infusion tube were released, allowing the medicine to flow down the tube and into the body.

Lan En released the needle that had been inserted into the blood vessel and started to restrain Stewart's limbs on the restraint bed.

At the same time, he also picked up the [Big Eater Energy] that Stuart brought in and placed next to it.

Taking advantage of the few minutes before the [Green Grass Trial] potion took effect, Lan En stood in front of the restraint bed.

His palm gently rested on Stewart's forehead, as if he was comforting a seriously ill child.

"There is so much that I won't say anything." Lan En opened the cork of the bottle with one hand and carefully poured the [Big Eater Energy] down Stewart's incomplete, drooling jaw.

Lan En leaned over and looked at him seriously: "I'm waiting for you to regain your life."

The mixed medicine that flowed into Stewart's body was already more than ten milliliters, and the effect of the [Green Grass Trial] began to be fully exerted.

Stewart's originally relaxed body suddenly began to tighten, and a layer of white sweat appeared on his skin almost instantly. —The mutation has begun!

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Triss is a warlock who can cast stabilization spells.

Berengar also has the experience of witnessing many green grass trials. In addition, he is also the one who saw Lan En develop the [Big Stomach King Vitality] formula in the New World. He knows the medicinal properties of the two potions. .

The two of them watched the mutation closely in the room.

Lan En has already walked out.

As stated before, he is very confident in the medicinal properties of [Big Stomach King Vitality].

The Tyrannosaurus Rex is a terrifying creature that can use its body to collapse and digest the ecological chain in an area within a month.

This comes from the alchemical inspiration of this creature, and the main ingredient is [Dinosaur Kidney Grinding Liquid].

The medicinal properties of [Big Stomach King Vitality] are almost so powerful that they are wasted on ordinary humans.

As for the affirmation of Stewart's own will, it goes without saying.

At that time, when Lan En saw this man standing in front of him again after experiencing those things, he was already sure that there was almost nothing in this world that could torture him.

Stewart's mutation will succeed.

Lan En is ready to finish the rest.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Geralt looking over with a frown.

"[Trial of Green Grass]. A story even more idiotic than the princess and the dwarf."

Before Lan En could speak, Geralt shook his head and sighed.

"Even most witchers have only witnessed it once - our own mutation. To be honest, when my hair became like this at a speed visible to the naked eye, I thought I might not be able to hold on. Lived.”

Geralt tugged on the ponytail tied behind his head with a bit of self-mockery. The milky white hair highlighted the pathology.

Geralt showed a strong tolerance for mutation at that time, so the Wolf School also made further experimental modifications on him at that time.

This makes him stronger than the average witcher, but also more painful.

At the same time, it will be more difficult for him to face the [Green Grass Trial] again.

"It doesn't matter." Lan En walked to him and said calmly, "I brought you here originally just to help you calm down and stay away from the dense eyeliners. I didn't expect you to provide any support. With Berengar's veteran skills here, Woolen cloth."

"But with the current situation in Gaoqiu Castle, to be honest, I might really want to ask you for a favor."

"Those people who are targeting this place?" Geralt was very perceptive, and he realized it without Lan End having to say anything.

Geralt raised his thumb and pointed behind him.

Behind him was only the stone brick wall of the tower, but the meaning of this action was obvious enough.

"Yes, I want you to help me track down this group of people, and by the way, make sure they are members of the Knights of the White Rose, although I'm almost certain."

"They do understand the witcher's senses and are looking for ways to avoid being detected by these senses."

"But no matter what, they can't completely erase the traces in every detail."

"Help, let's see how many people are gathered in this hill now, and what methods we are going to use to target Gaoqiu Fort."

"That's not a problem. I'm in a very confused mood right now, and I couldn't take any time off." Geralt said in a hoarse and gentle voice, "But I'm surprised, why don't you come together? It's faster to find someone with two people than alone."

"No, I won't show up during this period, and it's not suitable to make a big fuss." Lan objected to Geralt's statement.

He shook his head and looked at each other with two pairs of amber cat eyes: "Ciri is being tracked down by a mad dog, Gaoqiu Castle is being touched in a targeted manner, and the wizards are going to hold a summit meeting."

"Now that the situation has become tense again, don't you think that even if something happens, these things are happening a bit too densely and too quickly?"

"You mean?!" Geralt's original posture, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, gradually became tense.

The irritation in those eyes after seeing the [Green Grass Trial] again suddenly turned into disbelief.

"These things can't possibly be connected, right? As for that?"

"It's not that I don't know." Lan En glanced at him calmly, "I just instinctively felt something was wrong. More information needs to be checked. And what you checked is the first step."

Turning around and leaving, Lan En waved to Geralt behind him without looking back.

"Just use investigation. No matter what they do, they don't have to do anything. It's best not to be discovered at all."

"Leave it to you, Geralt."