Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 567: 568 Dandelion Shiri

Chapter 567: 568 Dandelion Shiri

Chapter 567 568. Dandelion Ciri

Gede was scouting forward and hurried back half an hour later.

He looked excited and started gesticulating from a distance. When he came to the crowd, he did not report the situation immediately. Instead, he pinched his nose and blew it hard, making a loud noise comparable to a shepherd's horn.

Dont scare away the prey.

Geralt growled in a low voice, but the little girl with mouse-grey hair beside him didn't seem to be disgusted by this rude move.

Tell me, whats going on ahead?

Geralt has no resentment or hostility toward Gerd.

In fact, he admired this man from the Xiong School for traveling hundreds of miles to find him, send him letters, and accompany him to pick up people.

Although Gerd said he was doing this for their mutual friends, Geralt was still grateful to him.

It's just that this guy Gede doesn't look like another bear school he knows at all. Can't he control his unrestrained and unrestrained attitude towards life?

They are on the run now!

There is a settlement ahead, Gerd said indifferently to Geralts growl, and wiped his fingers with the hem of his armor-clad robe.

"It's just in a clearing. There are three wooden houses, a barn, and several small houses made of mud and straw... There is a dog running around in the yard, and the chimney is smoking. Someone is cooking, so I added Cereal with milk.

You went into the kitchen? Dandelion laughed, and peeked into the rice pot? How else did you know it was cereal?

Dandelion, a famous poet in the north, is the kind of "famous" who can sing at the king's banquet from beginning to end and no one can say a word of dissatisfaction, and will receive personal thanks from the king.

His elegant and fashionable soft cloth hat has a heron feather in it, and he is wearing an exaggerated cherry red tight waistcoat and breeches.

Generally speaking, he should also smell of perfume and have his beard and sideburns neatly trimmed. Only in this way can he have the opportunity to sleep with their wives or daughters after singing for the nobles.

But now, even the conspicuous cherry red clothes have been covered up by a lot of dirt and turned into an indescribable weird color.

When Gerd found Geralt, the famous poet was traveling with his best friend, a demon hunter.

This is something that both Geralt and Dandelion are familiar with. In fact, all of Dandelions poems about witchers were written while traveling with Geralt.

It is for this reason that [White Wolf] Geralt of Rivia can be called the most famous witcher in the world.

So on this journey to take back the child of destiny, the poet was naturally excited and wanted to go along with him.

Even before they entered the borders of Cintra, Dandelion had already decided on three or four themes for new poetry.

But unfortunately, just when Dandelion was setting a fifth optional theme for his poem, the Nilfgaardians came over.

So the trip to pick up people turned into an escape from the war.

Fortunately, maybe there really is a guide of destiny, and they still found the destined son of [White Wolf].

Dont underestimate me, poet.

Gede had a gap under his beard, and there were yellow teeth and bad breath.

His beard, which he shaved as soon as it grew out, has now turned into a beard, which quickly became tangled due to poor hygiene.

Its winter now, so the smell doesnt spread easily. But Im not sure about other aspects. I can pick up the aroma of this food with my hands!

But! Geralts deep and steady voice immediately emphasized, Isnt this even more abnormal?

"What's wrong? Oatmeal sounds good, I'd love to try it. Xiao Xili must also miss the taste of milk oatmeal, right?"

Dandelion blinked at the little girl with mouse-grey hair.

But the originally lively and cheerful little girl just responded with a normal smile. No wisecracks, no tomboyish energy just a smile.

Dandelion knew in his heart that the tragedy in Sintra had spread throughout the city, and he felt like his liver was shaking even if he could say another word about that scene. This little girl, who Geralt said was vibrant, could still manage to smile after experiencing all that, which was already a sign of her extraordinary strength.

"Actually, Geralt is right," said Gerd. "And please be quiet, Dandelion. It's not time to write poetry now."

"If milk is added to the oatmeal, it means there are cows there. Whenever the black smoke of war is seen, a farmer will lead the cows and run away into the forest. But why don't the farmers there run away? That's why I didn't act rashly, but rushed back to discuss it together. s reason."

It was said to be discussing together, but Gerd was obviously just staring at Geralt, waiting for the wolf sect to make up his mind with him.

Hiris little mind is very good, but unfortunately she is still affected by emotions and is not a big person.

Dandelion is simply a loser.

Finally, a sound of intestinal peristalsis coming from Geralt's stomach tipped the scale of weighing.

Lets take a look. Geralt wiped his face and said.

At this age, you must seize every opportunity to get food, otherwise you will die foolishly.

So the four people began to move forward under the leadership of Gede.

After arriving at the place, they found that Gede's description was quite accurate.

There was a clearing that had been cut down and cleared.

There are indeed three wooden houses, a barn and several thatched cottages in the center of the clearing. There is a large pool of mud in the farmyard that is so wet that it reflects the moonlight.

Around the few houses and a small patch of neglected field was a broken fence, inside which a dirty dog was barking. Smoke rose from the roof of one of the wooden houses, drifting lazily across the straw-covered roof.

This smoke smells great. The poet raised his nose intoxicatedly, Especially after my nose has become accustomed to the disgusting smell of war, the smell of cooking firewood actually seems a bit poetic at this moment.

Finally, the four of them decided that Ged and Dandelion would go to negotiate and see if they could buy something or exchange something.

Geralt was hiding behind to prevent any accidents and watching over Ciri.

In these chaotic years, even if you are buying or selling things, you have to be prepared to take out a knife at the next moment.

Ged and Dandelion carefully left the bush and walked towards the houses. They walked slowly, looking around carefully.

The dog caught their scent and began to bark wildly and run around the yard, ignoring the poet's soothing words and whistles.

The door of the cabin opened. Geralt raised the crossbow and drew the string in one smooth motion, then put it down again.

A short, slender girl with long braids rushed out the door. She waved her arms and shouted something. Gede spread his hands and shouted something in reply, and the girl continued to yell.

Geralt could hear the shouting, but the night wind was howling and he couldn't hear what she was shouting.

Gede and Dandelion, who were close by, obviously heard her words clearly. They immediately turned around and hurried back to the woods. Geralt raised his crossbow again, turning his body to find the target.

Gede walked fairly calmly, but Dandelion said something bad. He panted like a dead dog while running.

Smallpox!

Dandelion shouted.

Theres a plague here!

Oh, gods. Geralt lowered his crossbow and murmured.

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