Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1271: 1243 Doll’s name

Chapter 1271 1243. The name of the doll

Lan En also sat down not far from the flannel ball and began to sort out the things he needed.

He had packed some alchemy raw materials in the space expansion pack, but more had already been made, adding magic potions, bombs, and sword oil.

Check out the various inconspicuous but handy gadgets, like knives and ropes, as well as simple armor repair gadgets.

In addition, the dry food and drinking water that must be replaced every time before entering the celestial sphere intersection rift are also in place again.

Taking into account the recent changes in Qilin's taste, Lan En also prepared a lot of special rations for him to eat after the [Bone Strengthening Organ] was implanted in the space expansion bag he was carrying.

The sound of the waves was still there, and Fengbuqiu and Lan En were each busy "squeaking".

No one spoke, the work at hand was not troublesome, and the atmosphere was very comfortable.

In the New World, hunters and their accompanying cats probably have the same atmosphere of getting along with each other.

Soon, Qilin, who was running back by himself, also appeared on the sea outside the cave.

And without any fuss, he stepped on the ground with his hooves soaked in sea water, and said hello to Flannel Ball and Lan En.

The unicorn horns on its head had fully grown a few days ago.

However, I wonder if it is because the experience of horn breakage is too frequent in the Qilin population?

Or is it because he eats Lan En's specially prepared rations for his bone development as snacks?

Anyway, after Qilin grew the pale horns on his head this time, his body underwent some changes.

Its Qilin Cang Horn itself has not changed much, but it is on the shoulder blades of the front legs and the crook of the hind legs.

When Lan En touched it, it felt a bit hard under the skin.

At first, he thought Qilin had developed bone hyperplasia after eating too much of his special rations?

But think about the ancient dragon's physical fitness and life status. Things that can make these things naturally sick are enough to cause massacres in ordinary nature, right?

Later, Lan En discussed with Qilin, and then used Alondette's blade to gently cut open the scales on Qilin's shoulder blades to take a look.

In the end, he came to a conclusion that left both the demon hunter and the ancient dragon a little confused.

The hardened parts under the skin are indeed not bone hyperplasia. They are blue-violet crystals with a texture similar to that of Kirin Cang Horn, like high-energy crystals.

It seems that these crystals are still accumulating and growing, and maybe they will eventually push out from under the Kirin's tough scales.

Lan En was surprised, but Qilin itself felt nothing at all after the initial surprise.

According to its meaning: "Huchi ~ Xilulu."

‘I should be eating and drinking, but I don’t feel anything at all! If you don’t feel it, it doesn’t matter! I’ve been here like this for the past ten years, that’s right! ’

It seems that there is indeed no problem in using Gu Long's body feelings as an empirical result.

But Lan En still tends to think rationally.

Judging from the evolutionary performance of the [Fire Claw] Barbarian Jaw Dragon, Lan En thinks that it should be because Qilin cut off the pale horns on his head several times, and then his ability to control thunder and lightning failed.

Causing its body to evolve 'backup measures'.

That is to say, 'even if the horn on the head is gone, there are still other organs in the body that can maintain one's ability to control lightning'.

I just don’t know if this control power is separated from the original strength of Qilin Cangjiao, or is it an additional enhancement?

Considering the outrageous performance of the creatures in the New World, Lan basically defaulted to the second option.

This also makes the demon hunter always smack his mouth in a weird way when he looks at Qilin recently.

If he wants to become more powerful, he must learn technology down-to-earth, engage in scientific research and innovation, and use knives on his body.

This guy had his horns that were easily grown out after being broken off a few times, and then upgraded? !

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Hearing this sound again, Qilin, who was chewing a piece of kelp in his mouth like a capybara, tilted his head.

On the feline's face, ruby-like eyes looked at Lan En, who was smacking his mouth.

Then he turned his head away as if nothing had happened.

Okay, this kid is floating.

I'll let you try playing the Golden Lion alone later.

Because the tide of chaotic magic is approaching, the three of them also know that the journey across the world will begin again.

So now everyone has entered a state of recharging their energy.

Lan En was sitting on the bed in the secret cave, while [Turbid Current: Mie] was propped on the ground. The sword was silently burning with the blue-purple flame of the Flame Fei Dragon.

Just a small flame on the sword caused the temperature in the semi-open cave near the sea to rise by four to five degrees.

Lan En leaned the hilt of the sword on his shoulder, and a flickering flame burned in the palm of his left hand.

?Spell Fire?

As Lan En felt the flames being sucked into the sword, his [Spell Fire] could also reflect his understanding of the flames to the outside world.

The [Spell Fire] in the demon hunter's hand was twisting and leaping. First, its shape changed from a small flame burning in mid-air to a sheet spread on the palm of the hand.

Then the color gradually changed, starting from red to blue-violet.

In the end, the flames on Lan En's palms were almost the same as the fire Yan Feilong had sprinkled on the arena floor.

"[Yan Fei Dragon Fire], completed."

Mentos completed the progress bar on Lann's retina, which means that the witcher has indeed mastered the ability to change the spell fire to this nature.

Since driving away the Flame Feilong, Lan En started researching that day. It is now complete.

As soon as he holds his hand, the blue-purple flame, which is still [spell fire], immediately follows the user's will and extinguishes it.

Lan En also held the hilt of the sword against his shoulder at the same time, and the flames on the [Turbid Current·Destruction] sword suddenly became weaker and weaker.

Now that you have learned it, the little flame left in the sword can be put into the [remaining fire].

It was already dark at this time, and candles were already lit in the secret cave.

Qilin was lying on the ground, playing some unknown game with the velvet ball.

The sound of the waves outside is still there, making people feel calm and distant.

After Lan En threw all the blue-purple flames into the [Remaining Fire], he was about to stand up with his big sword in hand.

But the light changed because he put away the flame.

The pair of amber cat eyes suddenly narrowed slightly in the change of light.

"Click~"

The sound of armor clashing due to the sudden pause in movement was as abrupt as Lan En's eyes.

Previously, because of Margarita's bad taste, not far from the bed in the secret cave was Lan En's display cabinet.

Inside are the harvest and souvenirs from his adventures in various worlds.

Among them are book of moves for swordsmanship, boxing and kicking, some small pieces of scale armor material of the Barbarian Jaw Dragon, and a lifelike doll.

A doll obtained from Yanan, a city obsessed with the blood of the ancient gods.

The doll sat quietly behind the glass of the display cabinet, unchanged from when Lan En brought it back.

Exquisite appearance.

The delicacy of that appearance comes not only from the beautiful face of the person who serves as the prototype, but also from the feeling that the doll maker has poured into it a morbid and paranoid love to be able to reproduce it in detail.

The tall figure is wrapped in a complicated dress similar to that unique to the Victorian era.

Its skirt is nested in layers, and the lace edges alone are pressed into four or five layers.

At this time, it just puts its palms on its knees and sits quietly, giving it a quiet and elegant feeling.

Except for the specially made ball-shaped universal joints on the fingers as knuckles, no one can tell with the naked eye whether this is a doll or a real person.

Lan En has even become accustomed to neatening the doll's headgear and hair when he comes back to sort out items and replenish supplies after each cross-world trip.

It made him feel like he was playing with a figurine.

But now

In the sudden change of light, Lan En caught a change from the corner of his eye that he had never seen before.

Mentos instantly retrieved the memory of the most recent scene and confirmed that it was indeed a change that had not occurred before and had only occurred recently.

Lan En's sudden pause continued. He stood up from the edge of the bed while holding [Turbid Current: Mie], while the huge sword was leaned against the rock wall of the cave.

".Maria?"

The witcher whispered and hesitantly read out a name.

He stood in front of the glass of the display case where the doll was, and the reflection on the glass showed the serious eyes on that beautiful face.

He was looking at the hair ornament on the doll's head.

On the silver piece of the hair ornament, the name was inconspicuously written in gorgeous cursive characters.

Its luxurious and complex font features match everything about the doll, as if it had been there all morning.

But Lan En knows, and so does the biochemical intelligence brain: this is not something that existed a long time ago.

The doll lowers its eyes in the display case, as if tempting people to follow their gaze and look at it.

"Margarita or Tisaya." Lan En tapped the glass door with his finger, "Will the two of them come here to play with dolls like little girls?"

"Based on your understanding of them, this is of course impossible." Mentos quickly analyzed, "Maybe Ms. Triss will have this girly childlike charm? But there is no doubt that I don't think Ms. Triss will. Tampering with things here without your consent.”

"Then the name just came out of itself?"

Lan En opened the glass door and wanted to reach in and take off the hair accessory to take a closer look, but when his fingers were about to touch the doll's pale hair.

The witcher seemed to have thought of something, and his hand hesitated.

He did not touch the doll or the hair accessories, but carefully bent down and put his face to it.

He looked at the hair accessory and the doll slowly and carefully.

"Some spell made the name visible? Why? Why now?"

"Does this name belong to the prototype of the doll?"

A series of questions burst out in the heart of the demon hunter.

But at the same time, Mentos actually knew that a conjecture was already lingering in the subject's mind.

These questions do not require it to be answered.

It's not even just a 'guessing', there is already an additional 'plan' in its task list.

(End of chapter)