Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 20: 20 Hunter Bernie

Chapter 20: 20 Hunter Bernie

Chapter 20 20. Hunter Bernie

It's not that Old Allen felt sorry for the witcher, it was actually that he already regarded Lan En as the main pillar of the village's income generation.

To be honest - he didn't care about his son as much as he does about Lan En now!

The young people's approach of tying themselves to the interests of the village has really worked well.

Back in the house, old Allen's wife was already finishing her work at the stove.

She was a typical old country woman, with a stocky figure, her face was as weather-beaten as old Allen, and her hair was tightly and neatly wrapped under a scarf.

She was shocked when she saw a witcher at home last night, and from time to time she would pull old Allen aside and mutter something.

His eyes kept glancing at Lan En.

But in fact, those whispers are like talking in the ear to the witcher.

Lan En listened for a while and then stopped listening.

She is just an old woman who was misled by rumors.

Her greatest malice is just because she will have to spend more food for cooking in the future.

Breakfast is hot from yesterday's dinner.

It was a pot of stewed fish soup, and each person was given a bowl.

It is stewed with potatoes, onions, and various berries and raspberries picked.

Various berries that are rich in pigment and highly soluble in water turn this soup into a weird dark purple color.

Lan has long been accustomed to the fact that he can't expect to get anything good in this environment, so he accepted it quickly.

The young man was not formal at all. He took a wooden spoon and fished it left and right in the soup pot twice, then filled his own bowl.

Old Allen and his wife looked at Lan En's bowl blankly, and then at his people.

I seem a little confused as to why someone could be so rude.

You just scooped up the berries twice and then scooped them all away?

Lan En smiled sheepishly: "I've been a little fond of sweets lately."

Kind of. Wow~ Mentoss intelligent voice said leisurely in his mind.

But Lan En always felt that it was acting strangely.

But the young man pretended not to hear it. After all, for the extra sweetness, he even asked Mentos to calculate how to scoop it out with the spoon!

What's wrong with the sweet tooth? !

A modern person who originally consumed an excessive amount of cheap sugar every day, after coming to another world, sugar and honey are as expensive as crazy.

You have been hungry for so long under your mentor!

A little stress reaction, whats wrong with going too far? ?

What's wrong? !

Old Allen doesn't have to worry about this with him now. It's true that he quickly lets him finish his meal and start working.

Everyone is waiting, what are you going to do today?

Old Allen took a sip of soup and asked the young man.

"No, my work actually has nothing to do with most of you." Lan En shrugged, "In the end, I am the only one who does it. As long as you send a person who is familiar with the hydrology and terrain and who is good at tracking traces as a guide, I can Lets start working.

The village elders were overjoyed when they heard this.

He originally thought that he would have to ask the villagers to put down their work and cooperate with the work.

This can save a lot of manpower.

After dinner, old Allen led a man with a bowed back to look for Lan En.

Young people have been waiting at the entrance of the village for a long time.

"Papa -" Old Allen slapped the man on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

This is Bernie, the best helmsman in the land, and theres no place on Lake Fike that he cant steer.

He raised his hand and pointed at the bow he was carrying, "I usually do some hunting work. When you ask for something, he is the first person I think of."

Lan and Bernie looked at each other and nodded in greeting.

This man is not very strong. He is wearing a raw-edged linen shirt, and his trouser legs are **** with a few ropes to facilitate farm work.

The only difference between him and ordinary villagers is his bow and gloves.

They were a pair of wide leather long gloves that covered the forearms to close to the elbows. Because they were too wide, Bernie wrapped a rope around his arms to tighten them. It is considered a piece of armor.

Old Allen did not stop after bringing Bernie and turned around and left.

Even though he is a village elder, he still has to do farm work every day to make ends meet.

The two men didn't say anything, and walked directly to O'Riden's fishing boat pier, got on Bernie's fishing boat, and started heading towards Fike Lake.

This lake has no name at all, but it was named Fike Island because Sir Wesselard built a tower on the island in the middle of the lake.

So this lake also got its name.

Lan En plans to start from the edge of the original fishing ground and slowly expand outward.

When witchers hunt water ghosts and swamp witches, they do not need to go into the water to engage in water battles.

It would be stupid to fight monsters in their living environment.

Although water ghosts and swamp witches can move freely in the lake, they are still amphibious creatures.

Their nests are generally built on tidal flats.

Lann's goal is this.

We need to move the boat out of the fishing grounds and closer to the shore of the fish-rich waters.

The young man sat in the bow of the boat and explained the details to Bernie who was steering the boat at the stern.

But this man just nodded, steered, and controlled the sails without stopping, but the look on his face was obviously unhappy.

This situation made Lan Endo say something.

"Are you dissatisfied with me? If so, we can go back to old Allen and ask him to adjust the job candidates. It's better to talk about it now."

Lan En sat on the bow of the boat and spread his hands, his attitude sincere.

He doesnt want to be surrounded by people with mental disorders while performing combat missions.

Even if there is no malice towards him, but just a lack of concentration, it is still very fatal for a high-risk behavior such as fighting.

Faced with the witcher who talked about this matter, Bernie could no longer keep silent.

So he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Please don't get me wrong, Master Demon Hunter. You can come here to implement compensation measures for two farmers and open up fishing grounds for us. Whether you are unwilling or not, there is no doubt that you are a noble person worthy of respect. I respect you for this. gentlemen."

Bernie's brows were still furrowed, but at least he had the intention to communicate.

But to be honest, I am the best fisherman and hunter in this village. I should have returned home with a boat full of catches today, or maybe hunted a few rabbits.

But now, I can only drag you around all day long, and I wont gain anything.

"I know this is for the village's future huge profits, and I must be a part of it, but while others go fishing for the sake of their children, I can only stay here. Hey, please don't worry. For your sake When it comes to work, at least I wont be passive or half-hearted.

Wow the young man scratched his cheek.

Facing his companion who made it clear that he was in a bad mood and that no amount of persuasion would be of any use and that it would not delay his work, Lan En was at a loss for words.

Well, wont old Allen compensate you for todays delay?

"Of course he will give it, otherwise why would he be an elder?" Bernie looked at the young man in surprise. "But I said I was the 'best fisherman,' and he could only compensate me for the average."

Lan En shook his head and stopped talking.

The future benefits are great, but if anyone harms the current interests, there will inevitably be conflicts.

What's more, the interests in the future belong to everyone, and the interests that are damaged now belong to oneself.

Even if Goddess Melitelli came over, she wouldn't be able to figure it out. He was just a demon hunter and couldn't get involved in many things.

As long as Bernies working status is not affected.

During the voyage, the planks on the bottom of the ship collided with the waves and finally touched the mud on the beach.

The ship's hull swayed slightly and finally came to a stop.

Its time for the witcher to get to work.

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