Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1406 1378. Knights

Geralt set off from Castle Highhill after breakfast, without even riding Carrot.

This hill may be small or big, but if covert action is ensured, there is no need to ride a horse.

The white wolf tied his head rope, carried two Valyrian steel swords on his back, and wore the armor of the High Wolf School. On the hanging points of the armor, a row of alchemy bombs shook and collided.

On the leather strap slung across his shoulders, there were more than a dozen bottles of various magic potion test tubes inserted into it.

His eyes were murderous.

After all, if it is really as Lan En feels, so many troubles nowadays can be connected together. Geralt can't imagine who he is and what he wants to do with Ciri!

But whether he dared to imagine it or not, he was already taking action for Ciri.

The little girl who was once so small, like a hamster, and like a burden is now who dares to take advantage of her. That white wolf will knock out a few teeth of others even if she dies!

Tracking down the traces of a group of covert people in a mountain, even a small mountain, would take days, or even weeks.

On Xianide Island, the Sorceress Academy is still preparing for various matters, including issuing notices to some sorcerers who are living in seclusion and obsessed with research.

Regardless of the fact that in the palaces of the northern kingdoms, those warlocks who play with power and desire power are jumping up and down, but there are also many who do not do this.

They have to find the person first and then notify them.

The Supreme Council of Warlocks and the Association of Talents and Skills were spellcaster management organizations established in the Novigrad Alliance when the first human warlocks appeared.

These two organizations are going to hold a conference, and everyone who is not a warlock who has never integrated with northern human society needs to know about it.

In order to establish his prestige as a manager, [Pure White] Rafaeld, who did not recognize these two organizations, even though he had become the regent archmage of Temeria at that time, he was almost overshadowed by his prestige in mediating the war. Even if he becomes king, he will be beaten to death.

And to this day, no one dares to deny the management authority of these two organizations over the northern warlock group, whether it is a group of warlocks or a group of mortals.

This management authority is achieved through practical magic.

It's normal for them to hold a summit meeting and it takes such a long time to prepare.

But the basic meeting time is set for two weeks and will not change.

And here in Gaoqiu Castle, basically as long as Stewart's mutation is completed, it proves that the supporting support of [Big Eater Vitality] for [Grass Trial] can greatly increase the success rate.

Then let a few more people start mutating at once, and two weeks is almost enough.

Two weeks later, Lan En, Triss and Geralt will rush to Arethusa to attend, or at least watch, the big meeting of warlocks.

"Everything is stuck until two weeks later. That's ok."

The young witcher looked at the rugged hills and lush vegetation outside the stone window of the tower.

"Let me see who is going to take action and what they want to do!"

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In the hidden part of the hill where Gaoqiu Fort is located, a group of people are scattered scatteredly.

"Shit mutant castle!"

The iron glove held a file and was filing it against the small shield hanging on the heart of the knight's armor amidst a harsh sound.

The spots of light projected between the shades of the trees illuminated the metal powder that had been ground away and flew away, as well as the original logo on the small shield that gradually lost its shape.

—It was a white rose blooming on a red background.

"Foltest would rather grant such a castle to a despicable mutant than grant him a loyal and brave human knight! It's simply ridiculous!"

Originally, even if you wanted to replace the small shield placed on the chest of the armor, you could simply disassemble it. It was just a job that the retinue could do. There was no need to file off the original small shield.

Obviously, the knight forgot to bring a replacement small coat of arms, so he had no choice but to file the originally intact one into pieces.

"Don't be carried away by anger, Knight Falwick." Sitting on a tree stump, another knight who was obviously older took a puff of his pipe and said.

He is much more sophisticated, and has no markings to prove his identity.

"The anger here is best used to chop off the heads of the Mutant Knights. As for our king, do you know where he is now? He seems to have been running around doing nothing for several months. "

"Humph, I don't know how I became a king but my whereabouts are unpredictable. But it's not surprising. After he announced that he wanted to marry his sister and got her pregnant, he did some morally corrupt and stupid things. I’m not surprised either.”

A reminder came from the side of the old knight: "Be careful what you say, the evil child born from the pregnancy between brother and sister is now sitting on the princess's seat, and the person who caused all this is still a mutant named Geralt. "

The old knight roared twice in his throat, tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of phlegm, smiling nonchalantly.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, what else should we be careful about?"

"We are all glorious knights who fight bravely to bring order to chaos! We have already had great trust in each other!"

"Now there is a mutant who has made a name for himself, and he actually has a shameless armed force called the Knights. The Eternal Fire will not forgive this evil that betrays humanity!" "Today there is a mutant leader. What’s wrong with the Knights? At the Council, we actually have to sit at a table with a group of people who bow to mutants? Are humans still bowing to mutants?”

"This is the world of humans! It is the world that our ancestors diligently and diligently snatched away from those despicable and despicable non-human races and monsters with their swords! Now those monsters are delusional and want to take it back!"

The old knight puffed on his pipe, but his expression was as cold as if he was biting the flesh of some inhuman race.

"So we are here now!" Falvik said in a deep voice as he sharpened the coat of arms on his chest. "My brothers have abandoned all contradictions and are now going to overthrow the evil castle occupied by mutants!"

"And when we complete this feat, we will prove to all the kingdoms in the north! The Knights of Mutants are also inferior trash after all!"

"At that time, we will be able to fly the White Rose flag openly! Even if we have to bear legal responsibility for this and go to the war court, it is worth it!"

The wheels were rumbling, and the roar of the knights working hard made this place feel like a big construction site.

The mountain where Gaoqiu Castle is located is not big, but stretching to the east is the largest and continuous forest wetland in the Willen region.

This ancient and moist forest has been growing here before humans landed in this world, and because the terrain is remote and rugged, the soil is also wet and muddy.

In addition, the Willen area is sparsely populated, so it has not been deforestation and development on a large scale by intelligent life until now.

It is a completely original style.

Thick logs were transported over one by one, and then dispersed to five locations on the hill, where they were processed and crafted by the knights who were stationed in scattered places.

Not to mention that those **** who succumbed to the mutants didn't find them, so what if they did find them on this hill?

Do they think they can rely on the human castle to fight a superior city defense battle?

dream!

The Knights of the White Rose have long understood that the High Hill Castle is fully stocked with supplies from Temeria, which are supplied to the Knights of Ember in full compliance with the specifications of the country's knights.

However, due to the remote and rugged terrain, and the implicit joint efforts of the White Rose Knights and many like-minded knights in the Temple Council, the defensive equipment was directly converted into monthly salary.

And those ridiculous mutant knights didn't even realize something was wrong and just took the gold coins.

This was tantamount to direct acquiescence, so for the next two years, no one came forward to raise objections in the meetings with the church counselors, and this was how things went on.

Until now, there are no large equipment on the human castle.

But here, the siege equipment is almost completed!

According to the planned construction period, there is only one more week left. Just over one week.

The knights, who received intelligence support from the knights and fully understood the internal structure of this small mountainous area and the high hill castle, passed through the forest with vicious eyes and looked at the exact location of the castle.

"Why do we have to wait for more than a week?" A knight who was taking time to chew a piece of bread asked puzzledly, "They have no equipment, let's just make two of them and kill them all. Isn't it going to end? Do we have to do it? Is everything done as planned?”

"This is a requirement of the Knights. You don't want to do it? I don't want to do it yet! Go talk to your superiors!"

The bread-eating knight who came back from being scolded said angrily: "Isn't this the king's urging? I heard that the royal messengers have gone to our station several times, saying that they must quickly gather to the Yaruga River to change defenses and train troops."

"Then what did the leader say?"

Like an old farmer, the knight squatting and gnawing bread smiled, but that smile did not have any of the simplicity or cunningness of the old farmer, and the breadcrumbs on the corners of his mouth were only malicious!

"The leader said that it takes time to assemble the knights. Haha!"

"It's a pity that we can't gather together openly and raze this defiled castle to the ground! Otherwise, with the money and resources that the church sponsors us, we would be able to mobilize the poor and good people in this barren land to come together Get rid of the pollution stuck in human territory."

"That's enough now." The old knight stuffed another wad of tobacco into his pipe and smiled the same way, "Five hundred people fight sixty people. Although it's a siege, there are weapons but no weapons. Haha, I will do it then. Pile their bodies and make a big bonfire!"

As he spoke, the old knight raised his pipe above his head and made a respectful gesture: "May the eternal fire protect us!"

"And the captain!" The knight who was chewing the bread choked twice, but he still hurriedly said, "Thank you to the captain for guiding us!"

"Without the group leader, we wouldn't have as many people and connections as we do now."

He smiled innocently, but the knights around him who were either working or sorting out their equipment during their breaks had different expressions.

Some agreed, some were vaguely disdainful.

Rodolfo Valaris is the current leader of the Order of the White Rose.

It was also in his hands that the Knights, which once symbolized honor, character and nobility, became a place where even a shoemaker's son and a tailor's apprentice could enter as long as they handed over a large bag full of gold coins.

Many people with money but no status put on the cloak of knights and hung up the coat of arms of the Knights of the White Rose during this period.

Some people in the knights were critical of this, but often the knights would say nothing when the money they paid turned into fees for recruiting prostitutes.

After all, men are often very simple-minded when it comes to sleeping with prostitutes.