MTL - Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 880 862. Tongue pulling out (3000)

But in the atmosphere of silence, Leonard slowly raised the crescent-shaped curved sword in his hand, and the outer blade of the arc-shaped crescent moon pointed at Lan En and Velvet Ball.

 “Don’t worry about anything else.”

Behind the silver mask, a calm and gentle voice came out.

"Can you explain where this talking cat and the horse outside came from? When you went to fetch a bucket of water, you not only found two traveling companions, but also attracted a wolf possessed. Can you give An explanation?"

"Otherwise, I can only think that you are a dirty **** who has evil intentions towards the goddess and got in."

Flannel Ball had already polished his sword at this time. Seeing that the situation was not quite right, he looked up at Lan En.

 The witcher lowered his blade to show that he had no ill intentions.

“You are a little too sensitive, Leonard. The flannel ball and the horse outside were originally with me. I am a traveler who got lost here, remember?”

 “I will always be so sensitive for Rosalia’s sake. Get rid of anything that might hurt her.”

 “This is my lost horse and friend.”

Lan En saw this, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and called Qilin over with a magic ring, and stood beside him.

“It’s just a fish that slipped through the cracks in the wall of the abandoned fortress, don’t worry about it.”

The red eyes represent certain problems, and Klimt doesn't want others to know about these problems.

  He still sounded obsessed with anything that might harm the goddess.

A gloomy and deep voice sounded from behind Leonard.

 Flannel Ball, Lan En, and Leonard all nodded.

 “Yes, report it.”

But this method of handling it is actually unreasonable. Even an outsider like Lan En, who has just learned about the situation of some undead people, knows this.

When the church knight behind him picked up the body of the wolf-possessed person, Rosalia seemed to already know the cause and effect of this thing.

After Klimt glanced at him, he asked the two church knights behind him to pick up the body on the ground and walk towards the goddess's carriage.

"stop."

Leonard, under the silver mask, said unmoved.

The archbishop didn't say much, he just came over silently to observe the body of the man possessed by the wolf on the ground.

It seems like he is suppressing his emotions after hearing something that is definitely not good.

Klimt didn't mean to speak for Lan En, he just had to suppress the aftermath as soon as possible to prevent issues that could not be known to others from being noticed.

 These two guys really looked much calmer under the light of the flames. Although I still occasionally look at the darkness in the distance with lingering fear, my mind is much clearer at least.

 Later, Lan En took Fluffy Ball and Qilin to sit down by the campfire.

 Now, there are many people in the camp watching here.

 The French Undead Army is an army of undead people. These wolf-possessed people must be undead people who came to accept the test and failed in the end.

Leonard’s silver mask turned slightly, but he did not put down the knife in his hand obediently.

Archbishop Klimt is walking nearby, and is still followed by the two iron tower-like church knights behind him.

“Are you sure? Its eyes just glowed with a frightening red light?”

The witcher keenly noticed that after they gave a positive answer, the Archbishop's face under the gray beard twitched slightly.

Klimt looked at it, and as expected he didn’t say anything more, just nodded.

Klimt's voice was smooth and he spoke words that no one would believe.

 Finally, the body of the wolf-possessed man whose body was separated was taken and burned by the church knights.

Klimt and Leonard knelt down in front of the goddess respectively and stated their opinions.

On the contrary, it was Leonard. He took a deep breath under the silver mask and then put down the blade in his hand that was already faintly glowing with green light.

 After all, this is where the chaos breaks out, and it looks like the ‘chaos’ isn’t over yet.

Judging from the tone of the archbishop and Leonard, the two have different statuses. But judging from Leonard's actions, the binding force of this upper and lower status is not strong.

“Even if you don’t tell me, I will tell the goddess.”

 “I will report to Rosalia what happened today.”

 “Put down the weapon, Leonard.”

 After taking a second look, he silently raised his head and asked the few people who had dealt with the monster a question.

 Lan En speculated silently in his mind.

 The fact is exactly what he thought.

Lan En, on the other hand, was watching the movement in the center of the camp, near the goddess' carriage, in secret.

Since the Archbishop wants to put the matter under control as soon as possible, he might as well take this opportunity to let Qilin and Velvet Ball join the convoy.

 But she never said a word from beginning to end, she just lowered her head and shook her head sadly.

At the same time, Lan En noticed a faint green light on the crescent-shaped blade.

 But burning undead people with fire cannot make them die completely, and it cannot even delay their resurrection.

 Because only by bleeding but preserving the body can the resurrection process be delayed. Burning the undead entirely will only allow them to resurrect normally as usual.

 The ‘red eyes’ of the corpse should be a unique feature. It is precisely because of this characteristic that Klimt must adopt this method of treatment.

 Lan En confirmed his point of view once again in his mind.

Besides the camp, among the ruins where the magicians of the Behem Dragon Academy were entrenched, some sentries discovered what had happened here. But they seemed to not want to get involved no matter how things developed, so they just looked at the wall and stopped paying attention to what was going on here.

 “Take it easy, kid, take it easy.”

While Lan En was thinking, the sound of flesh pupating on the ground came from beside him.

Turning around, I saw a maggot man clawing at the ground with both hands and crawling towards me.

His facial features have been blurred like melted wax during the process of 'rebirth', but at least they still retain their original functionality.

It's just that when he spoke, he was a bit slurred, as if he had a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his mouth.

The flannel ball jumped onto Lan En's back with a 'meow', and Qilin also stood up from its comfortable prone position.

“Oh, it seems that my appearance scared you? I’m really sorry.”

 Maggot Man unexpectedly made Lan En feel kind.

So the witcher struggled to overcome the visual discomfort.

Lan doesn’t want to be a guy who judges others by their appearance, but it is the nature of creatures to satisfy their own vision, so he can only use his will to overcome his nature.

Fortunately, during the training of [Memory Diving], Lan En has been doing this for a long time. To combat the perfectionist nature of the Emperor's Children.

 He comforted the flannel ball and Qilin, and moved his buttocks to sit closer to the maggot man.

 “Do you know anything? About the man possessed by the wolf?”

 “Know?” Maggot Man supported his body with his hands, trying hard to hold up his body with only a ball of flesh left, and shook his head.

 “How do I know those things? I just feel that you are uneasy.”

 “Yes.” Lan En did not refute. "Darkness, and monsters in the darkness. Who can feel at ease when encountering these?"

 “But don’t worry, for we are with the goddess, young man.”

Maggot Man seemed to feel tired from holding up his body, so he simply lay down with his face tilted and spoke.

“The Mother of Rebirth will protect us, she is compassionate and generous.”

“What’s the worst? It’s just like me. It’ll be fine after a while.”

　　Maggot Man seems to be quite optimistic. This is the first optimistic guy that Lan En has met since he came to this world.

 “Although I’m really scary when I look like this, haha.”

As he said this, the maggot man was even amused by himself, gasping and laughing.

“So, you’re here to sell me faith? Preacher?”

Lan En then also said to the maggot man with a teasing smile.

"Preacher? I don't have the tongue. Rosalia is there, and you will see what she does. You will know that she is compassionate and gentle enough to be loved by all creatures."

 The Maggot Man lay on the ground and raised both hands. The meaning of this movement is probably equivalent to "spreading one's hands."

“If you see it with your own eyes but still don’t believe it, then what’s the use of my words? If it’s really useful, then I’m not better than the goddess, haha!”

Lan En felt very comfortable with Maggot Man's optimistic attitude, so he simply came closer and asked in a low voice.

"Then I'm a little curious. What will your body look like in the end?"

 “What will we become? Haha, it’s an angel!”

Maggot Man didn't seem to mind at all when Lan En pointed at his tail, then hesitated to speak, and opened his hands generously to show himself.

"Angel?"

“After we metamorphose, we will become human again, taller and stronger, and we will also grow wings with white feathers and have the ability to fly. That kind of appearance is called [angel] by us.”

"Actually, my transformation is almost complete, so I am in the mood to come and comfort you."

As he spoke, a pure white light appeared on Maggot Man's palm that was different from the golden light emitted by the priests just now.

Along with the white light, white falling feathers appeared, and then disappeared simultaneously with the white light.

"What's this?"

Lan En looked at this scene curiously, and the flannel ball showed half of his face from behind, looking at it with the same curiosity.

"This is a [miracle] that belongs to angels, but I didn't hold the amulet or the holy bell just now. There is no catalyst, so the spell cannot be activated."

　　Maggot Man said nonchalantly.

“This [miracle] is a story told by an angel to Saint Gertz, who compiled and spread the story.”

 【Miracle】, this spell is a kind of ‘story’? It is a magical system that relies on telling stories, understanding stories, and believing in stories to cast spells.

Lan En marveled at the new knowledge and concluded based on what the maggot man said.

“In other words, the goddess Rosalia can make people reborn as angels, and the angels tell the story to Saint Gerard?”

"That should be it." Maggot Man waved his hands, "The more specific thing is the story between gods. Who can tell clearly?"

“It’s a pity that the goddess suffered at the beginning.”

 “The pain the goddess suffered?”

 Lan En asked without knowing why.

Maggot Man didn’t avoid anything. He just clasped his hands and lowered his head in the direction of the goddess’s carriage while whispering.

"The believers who initially sought to be 'reborn' were irritable and eager. After they turned into maggots, they became angry and together with the believers who were frightened but had not yet been 'reborn', they pulled out the tongue of the goddess. So much so that the goddess is now unable to speak. .”

 (End of this chapter)