Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 971: 953 Keystone Strengthening

Chapter 971 Chapter 953. Keystone Strengthening

“My brother is devoted to pursuing the path of the ancient dragon, and believes that inheriting the flame is just a temporary measure.”

?Watching the nameless king and the storm dragon leave, Gwendelin sat on the chair and suddenly spoke softly.

?“This is also the huge difference between the elder brother and the father.”

“At that time, the Ancient Dragon War had just been won, but as the eldest son of the Sun King, he said that he wanted to learn from the ancient dragons that had been defeated and extinct by us. He also said that the powerful Age of Fire would eventually disappear. This caused an uproar.”

?“Who would have believed such alarmist talk at that time?”

?“But things have come to this point”

?Gwendelin faced forward in a daze.

???On Irithyl, only the Silver Knights are left, dragging the many monsters transformed by the Pope and cleaning the streets.

?Those ferocious monster corpses left thick and dazzling blood stains on the stone brick road that was originally covered with snow but was not dirty.

“To be on the safe side, I have to cut off an extra part for you.”

?After wearing it, you can feel a little warm like bathing in the sun, and recover from the wounds of your body and soul.

?“As of now, there is still hope.”

?Lann intercepted Gwendolin's dejected murmur and spoke to him.

??The giant let out a painful cry, but then gritted his teeth and endured it.

“Lothric has awakened the Ember heroes, and even before the Embers embarked on their journey to hunt for the King, Eldridge, one of the Fire Kings, had already handed over his ‘firewood’.”

?“I’ll take it as a compliment.”

“Yes, I will save you again.” Lan En said as he prepared to use the knife.

?Different from the brainless giant in the Deep Church, this giant obviously still retains his sanity.

“Your calf was eaten and the Shadow Sun amputated you on the battlefield?”

?The characteristics of soul power make amputation surgery very simple.

There are few living people in Irushil, and Lann doesn't want to lose another one.

?So even in this gloomy world, he can finally say a few light words.

?Then the darkness in the body disappeared with Eldridge's death, and the long-lost sense of relaxation brought a good mood.

??After all, not only Gwendelin and Youlshika will live here, but Rosalia, or the Sun Princess, will also come here.

As long as the power of controlling the soul does not cover the limbs to be amputated during the operation, it will be fine.

??And the Dark Moon spells that Gwendelin and the Dark Moon Cult are good at are obviously not good at this.

?Lane used the scale projected on the retina by Mentos to calculate the size of the wound.

?Lann is in a good mood now, and the fight with Eldridge made him relax.

?The other giant had a broken leg, and Lan came over to treat him.

Lan En patted the giant's broken leg and asked him about the injury.

?“You saved me. Friend.”

Irushil was badly damaged, and the ruins of Anor Londo at the rear were turned into dangerous buildings by the unknown king.

?Lann’s words made Gwendelin silent for a while, and then he suddenly smiled.

??Smoo, who was seriously frostbitten under the cold weapons of the Pope's knights, was housed and recuperated with the giant blacksmith who had broken his leg.

?Lan En also started to stop the bleeding and bandage.

?So under the orders of Gwendelin, the Silver Knights began to tidy up some of the remaining buildings in Irushil.

??Although Irushil is basically dead in name only, Gwendelin still tries his best to save the wounded.

?The power of the soul can completely curb the deterioration of injuries, as long as there is no special means of increasing sustained damage.

??"Your words really comfort my heart. I am deeply grateful. Both for these words and for your contribution."

?“You have worked hard, Dark Moon God.”

?Because of the size of the giant, the Sword of the Lake Lady was used as a scalpel by Lan En, and he gave it a sharp blow.

??Although Gwendelin felt that his sister probably didn’t care that much about environmental issues, he still wanted to try his best to sort it out.

?Smough was given a golden hollow ring. According to Gwendolin, this was the ring that the Sun Princess left in Anor Londo.

"That means you have a huge open wound on the battlefield where Eldridge was raging. Tsk."

??The giant, who was a slave blacksmith, nodded lightly with his iron-masked head, and the iron chains on his body swayed and made a soft sound.

??The soul power of the warriors in this world allows them to not affect their real-time combat effectiveness even if they are fatally injured, but it does not make the injury better.

?Even pretty easy to talk to.

?The witcher raised his eyebrows.

?“Come on, let’s do it.” The giant’s roaring voice came from under the iron mask.

???This ring will save the life of the Sun Royal Executioner until the Sun Princess returns to Irithyll.

??As for the giant, his upper body was leaning on the wall of the room. Small's size could still find a big bed, but the giant could only make do by spreading something on the floor.

"You are a blacksmith." Lan En bandaged him while trying to distract him from his pain with words. "This injury is serious, but it shouldn't affect your work, right?"

"Of course, no." The giant's body tensed and relaxed under the instinctive twitching of his nerves, but he still gritted his teeth and responded to Lan En.

?He himself knew that this was the witcher's good intention.

"The legs are fine, it doesn't matter. I've been in Anor Londo for tens of thousands of years. I haven't walked a few steps."

?The giant said stumblingly. Taking advantage of this moment, Lan En finally wrapped up the giant's thigh amputation, which was the size of a table.

?With his knowledge and skills in biochemistry, he is top-notch even as a doctor.

?“Thank you, thank you.”

?The giant said weakly.

?“I want to thank you. I am a blacksmith.”

?The giant's words were a little unclear, but fortunately with Lan En's understanding ability, he could still understand them.

“Want to thank me for your craftsmanship?” Lan En smiled and said while wiping his **** hands and the **** Arondette knife handle with a cloth.

“Okay, I actually saved some materials, but I haven’t found a suitable blacksmith yet.”

? Keystone and metamorphic keystone are unique strengthening materials in this world.

?Lan En saved some money, but did not have time to see the craftsmanship of the blacksmiths in this world.

?Looking back, he only met two blacksmiths from this world.

?One of them was at the fire-passing sacrificial site, but he was very pressed for time at that time, so he didn’t even go up to chat.

?Then there is the giant blacksmith who has been in Anor Londo for tens of thousands of years.

?tens of thousands of years. In terms of time, this is also a figure from the mythical age.

?Sure enough, the giant became active after hearing Lan En's reply.

?“Don’t worry, friend.” He said slowly and in a low voice.

"I have forged weapons for countless gods. I am the blacksmith of the gods."

“Even the first immortal to inherit the flame, his two-handed giant sword was strengthened by me.”

?The giant blacksmith seemed to see that Lann was not prepared to stay in Irisil after finishing the work.

?So he relied on the power of his soul to suppress the negative effects of the amputation, and a few hours later he was ready with a hammer and anvil.

?His huge body had to huddle in front of the anvil that was as tall as a person to adapt to the height.

?Lan laid out his reserves for him.

?Including several wedge-shaped stones, a blessing stone, and a wedge-shaped stone disk.

? He didn’t know how the blacksmithing craftsmanship in this world used these things, so he was ready to let the professionals figure it out.

?The main ability of the Blessing Gem is that as long as it is worn, it is equivalent to continuously receiving healing from ultra-small miracles.

?So Lan En planned to use this gem on something compact for easy portability.

??The blocking dagger obtained from [Crystallized Daughter] Crynhild is good.

?The giant blacksmith is the blacksmith of the gods. His craftsmanship is impeccable, and even Lan En can't understand it.

He just took over the blocking dagger, took the hammer and the blessing gem and knocked them together. He didn't even light the stove, he just held a square stone box, opened the lid and gleamed faintly, and shook it on the anvil. For a moment.

?Then it’s over.

He also took out a bunch of small blacksmith's tools and used his big hand to further adjust a small parrying dagger with disproportionate precision.

?The overall length of this dagger may not be as thick as his fingernails.

?But after he handed the [Blessed Blocking Dagger] to Lan En, the demon hunter's eyes narrowed slightly.

?“No, satisfied?”

?The giant asked a little puzzled, but Lan En's slightly narrowed eyes quickly returned to their normal state and smiled.

?“No, the craftsmanship is very good, I just thought of something else.”

??This parrying dagger was re-wrapped with a leather anti-slip tape on the handle by the giant blacksmith, and the sword grid was slightly adjusted. The final image also changed a bit.

?The changes made Lan En feel familiar.

?He had seen this dagger on her waist during an encounter with the adult Ciri.

??The dagger, which had been transformed by the blessed gem, turned into a burst of brilliant flowers in Lan En's hand, and was finally put back into its sheath and put away.

??The witcher had an unexplainable smile on his face.

?The blood of the ancients, the master of time and space.

?This dagger has just appeared, being forged before my eyes.

?But I knew a few months ago who I would give it to.

Interesting.

?“What do you want to use next?”

?The giant said slowly.

Lan En also shrugged and gave up thinking about time.

?He drew out the Sword of the Lake Girl with one hand and held the hilt of the [turbid current·mitter] sword with the other hand.

“Can you give me some advice? These two are my main weapons.”

??The giant's already huddled body behind the anvil tightened even more. He stretched his head in front of Lan En, observing the two main weapons of the witcher through an iron mask.

?“Well, it’s very strange.”

?The giant whispered, but even so, it was equivalent to the roar of an ordinary person.

“They are all made of rare materials. There are also rare craftsmanship. It’s interesting.”

?He seemed a little confused, but soon he gave Lan En some professional advice.