Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1408: 1380 It’s time

Chapter 1408 1380. It’s the time

The truly fatal symptoms are the ones Berengar mentioned.

High fever that lasts for several days, nervous hysteria, visual hallucinations, large-scale bleeding in internal organs, and vomiting caused by damage to organs and intestines

Drastic changes within the body involve the stability of the entire physiological system. If it cannot survive, the entire physiological system will collapse like a domino, and no matter how hard it is saved, it will not be restored.

It is often at this time that the [Green Grass Trial] high mortality rate occurs.

The Warlock's [Stabilization Spell] also mainly provides magical support during this critical period.

But among the current batch of mutant recipients, Berengar felt very shocked, and Triss felt as if she hadn't done any work!

So far, a total of five people have mutated. According to the old demon hunter, her [Stabilization Curse] will take a while to work. The key is not the effectiveness of the spell, but its long-term maintenance.

But now, she has used the [Stabilization Curse] five times in more than a week just for adjustment, which cannot be called a 'life-saving insurance' at all.

It made her wonder if the warlocks in Kaer Morhen were so bad in the past that they made it seem like this effortless spell was something very precious.

But then I thought about it, it was a research team created by the joint efforts of Archmage Arzu and his teacher Cosimo Malaspina, and they also found people everywhere and attracted a lot of sponsorship.

Then Triss understood that the key difference between mutation and mutation probably lies in the potion.

[Big Stomach King Vitality] provides stable support for the human body's physiological system, which is beyond imagination.

And when it comes to vomiting, after drinking [Big Eater Energy], it would be strange to vomit something out if you don’t immediately punch your throat after eating.

So it only took Stewart less than a day to get through the most dangerous period smoothly, and all that was left was the pain in his body during the violent transformation process.

Berengar breathed a sigh of relief, and Triss was no longer nervous.

Four more mutant receptors followed, showing a mutation process that was very similar to Stewart's. This is completely relieved.

The door opened, and Lan En and Lincoln walked into the room.

The smell in the room was terrible.

After all, during the entire mutation process, he was tied to a restraint bed for more than a week, fed, drank and defecated, and his body was sweating due to pain and exertion.

Although they had been cleaned many times in time, the stagnant air did not smell good because they did not dare to expose the mutant receptors to the wind.

After Lan En came in, he looked at the five of them one by one beside the restraint bed.

Check their physical status to confirm that the mutation is progressing smoothly.

And although their muscles were horribly stretched by the long and intense pain, and the muscles and skin on their faces were almost twisted into a ball, they still gritted their teeth firmly and nodded to Lan En.

One of the horrors of [Trial of Green Grass] is that, except for neurotic hysteria and visual hallucinations at the most dangerous moments, the mutant recipients are actually awake.

They were tortured by the highly toxic drugs until they were unconscious from pain, and then woke up from the pain again, and the whole process was repeated over and over again.

After Lan En checked everyone one by one, he walked to the restraint bed of Stewart, who was already the calmest.

His face is still ferocious and missing. The mutation of [Green Grass Trial] has transformed his body that has been disabled for two years, but the large amount of missing flesh and bone on his lower jaw cannot be directly transformed.

But as long as his disability disappears and his mobility is brought back to the same level as others in the Knights, his heart can be opened. As long as he wanted, he could go to Aretusa at any time and use crystal cultivation technology to replace the missing jaw.

"It seems you are in good condition?"

Just like a doctor doing rounds, Lan greeted Stewart in a relaxed tone.

While talking, he also squeezed the other person's arm and thigh muscles.

"Well, the muscles have softened and are regaining their elasticity. They are indeed able to exercise."

If ordinary people have really amazing willpower, or if they encounter unexpected events, if they can flex the muscles in one hand continuously for more than a few hours, they can basically not expect to be able to use that hand within a month.

Over time, the entire arm muscle may even become necrotic.

The muscles in his whole body were tense due to pain for a week, and to be able to recover like this in two days was as effective as watching Stewart complete the mutation, and Berengar feeding him a mouthful of ordinary [Swallow].

After the mutation was completed, when there was still some neuropathic pain left in Stewart's body, Lan had to be careful not to break his stiffened limbs whenever he came over.

The feel of Stewart's body at that time was not much different from that of a hardened corpse.

The old witcher didn't dare to feed him too much, for fear that the opponent's body mutation was still unstable and he wouldn't be able to withstand the toxicity of the witcher's potion.

When he drank the potion that even a novice demon hunter felt like vomiting out, Stewart seemed to be eager to taste the delicious food.

He even began to enjoy the taste of the alchemy potion, just like the water ghost brain component in the [Swallow] potion. It did not bring a sticky and fishy smell of grease, but a symbol of recovery and new life.

Just like the meaning of the [Swallow] potion, he was indeed reborn.

Stewart's eyes, which had transformed into amber cat eyes, turned as he looked at Lan En, who was looking down at him, calm and steady.

No longer gloomy, no longer prone to self-esteem and self-destruction.

The pain of the mutation tempered him, and he reached the peak again, and his physical ability even surpassed the peak saved his spirit.

"Ha." After feeling Stewart's muscles with his hands and looking at his eyes, Lan chuckled, "Okay, he can indeed get out of bed."

Lincoln immediately stepped forward, took out the key and opened the handcuffs and shackles on the restraint bed. Stewart struggled to get up and sit down, under the worried gazes of Berengar and Triss, and under the expectant gazes of Lincoln.

The first thing he did was not to stand on the ground, but to raise his left hand and put it in front of his eyes.

There was a "pop" sound, and the sound of air exploding in a very small range was heard, and a spark flashed across Stewart's fingertips.

[Igni Seal]. Although even lighting a candle is not enough.

But a person who has had no connection with the magic of chaos since birth can now burst out sparks from his fingers.

There is no doubt that this is proof that his body began to spontaneously produce chaotic magic!

Lincoln, who was untying the chains with a bang beside him, looked at the tiny sparks but his eyes were stunned. The other four Ember Knights on the restraint beds in the room also turned their heads with bulging veins on their necks and looked at Stewart who raised his hand.

"We succeeded." Stewart said in a dry and blurry voice.

"We succeeded!" Lincoln happily hugged Stewart, who sat up, and shouted loudly to the Ember Knights who had not yet completed their mutation.

Stewart, who was being held by Lincoln, looked at Lan En.

"The talent is quite good." The young demon hunter also looked at his fingers that had just released sparks with interest. "I couldn't do it at the beginning to be able to emit sparks like this just after the mutation was completed."

"Because in my previous dreams and in my mind." Stewart said sadly and calmly, "I have imagined it countless times."

The Ember Knights learned from Berengar the formulas and operations of magic potions, sword oils, alchemy bombs, and of course the knowledge of magic seals.

It's just that their previous bodies didn't have chaos magic at all, so they were limited to 'knowing'.

Stewart stood on the ground. Although he was so weak that he was staggering, he still felt his current body happily.

The muscle weakness is only temporary. His body frame no longer has serious shoulders and shoulders due to disability. When he walks, he no longer stumbles due to bone misalignment, and his body no longer feels breathless and weak because of moving for a while.

The body reshaped by the mutation allowed him to finally get rid of the sequelae of the torture he suffered two years ago.

"If you can make progress just by thinking, then it will be too easy to make a living in the market." Lan En smiled nonchalantly. "I'm not complimenting you. Your talent is indeed very good, Stuart. Maybe I should find someone from the Griffin School to give you some extra lessons?"

"We can talk about making up lessons later, but now, my lord," Stewart, who had just stood up straight on the ground, raised his head to Lan En and said solemnly, "Please give me an order. The matter of Novigrad and Aden is urgent. Every day will come." increasing the risk of loss of control.”

"Where do I go? Who do I connect with? How do I do the work? And..."

"Stop, stop," Lan interrupted, "Don't act like a workaholic, Stuart."

"The situation is indeed urgent, but if you go there without even recovering your health and combat power, what can I expect from you? How long has it been since you were disabled and haven't fought head-on with anyone? Also, you have to go to Aretuosa first. Your face is perfect, otherwise it would be too eye-catching.”

While smiling at him encouragingly, he did not shy away from the word ‘disability’.

Lan En pulled out a hooded cloak from the alchemy leather bag, threw it to Stewart, and covered him with only a surgical gown.

"This is."

He briefly touched the fabric and glanced at the trademark that ordinary cloaks did not have. Stewart, who had spent most of his time dealing with paperwork and logistics due to his disability, already knew about it.

This is a magic cloak that has been selling well on the market recently. At the same time, it is also the handiwork of their own master.

It seems that if they go out to work in the future, this will be their standard work clothes.

Seeing Stewart lowering his head and clutching the magic cloak in absentmindedness, Lan knew that he had not yet recovered from the fact that he could go back to the battlefield.

Lan En then checked the status of the remaining four people again and walked out.

At this time, he should actually celebrate with Stuart, but there is no way. The situation is urgent now, and many things can't be done.

Just as he was thinking about this, Lan was walking in the corridor of the castle tower when he bumped into Geralt, who had dry leaves in his hair.

White Wolf's face was stern. More than a week of intermittent exploration had brought him to the working state of a witcher.

He had told Lan En earlier that many people had been secretly stationed in this hill, with five camps and almost five hundred people.

Siege engines were being built in secret at each camp.

But Lan En still told him not to do anything, just to observe, and he didn't even plan to send anyone to clear out the siege equipment that hadn't been built yet.

But now, seeing Geralt rushing back in a hurry and looking for him directly, Lan En's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt confident.

"That's it for these few days! Three more days at most!"

Sure enough, before he could reach Lan En, Geralt spoke hurriedly.

"I saw the progress of their project. Everything is almost ready. I just need to install the equipment and set it up! However, their camp has no road leading to the High Hill Castle. I guess they have to transport the parts to the castle first. nearby and then assemble it.”

"This way you can appear on the road without knowing it and come here!"

Bai Lang was in a hurry, his cold and paralyzed face almost showing emotion.

But as Lan En received the news, he just turned his head and said hello to the mutation hall.

"Lincoln, come to my room. It looks like the time is right."