[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bear-school-astartes":3,"chapter-bear-school-astartes-bear-school-astartes-chapter-149":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Bear School Astartes",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1619879,2087,"Chapter 149. The Hidden Truth of the Former Prime Minister’s Death","bear-school-astartes-chapter-149",149,"\u003Cp>In unarmed combat, having greater numbers is an undeniable advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, if a group of ordinary people is up against someone who can lift a person off the ground with one hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who can kick casually without building up strength, knocking them off balance effortlessly... you can’t really talk about a ’numerical advantage’ without dozens or hundreds of people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These people don’t have longswords, at most they have daggers or wooden sticks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann quickly knocked down several guys with daggers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given their strength and the limited space of the alley, even their sticks hitting his armor couldn’t make him flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the stick aiming at his head gave him a moment of distraction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann’s large hand completely enveloped the leader of the group’s fist, just slightly pressing downwards, forcing him to kneel and howl in pain under the extreme joint pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A whistling sound came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann didn’t bother to look back, casually reaching out to catch the end of a striking stick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a twist of his palm, the stick was pulled out from the holder’s grasp, along with some skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a light flick from below, the attacker behind him widened his eyes and slowly knelt down, clutching his lower body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally curling on the ground like a lobster, writhing in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey Lann, I just heard an egg cracking noise!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alia gasped, shouting to Lann from the alley exit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann didn’t even turn his head as he admonished her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little girls shouldn’t repeat everything they hear!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying that, the Demon Hunter glanced apologetically at the kneeling gang leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Buddy, look at the situation: there’s a kid here, and I really don’t want to make it ugly for her. Just consider it a favor to yourself. You know you’re not that tough, otherwise you wouldn’t be a thug, right? Just tell me everything, let’s keep it simple.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kneeling thug’s eyes were bloodshot with fury and pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could curse, Lann picked out his little finger and bent it upwards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... ahhh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Crack!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of a finger joint breaking was crisp and clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thug leader, no matter how fierce he is, could he be fiercer than a demon or water ghost?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Lann’s eyes, their threat level was less than a fish bone in a soup bowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shuofu!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man, who had been so defiant, hastily uttered a name under Lann’s calm gaze intent on fixing him like a toy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as Lann slightly loosened his grip, he blurted out words rapidly, fearing a delay would break another finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir Shuofu! Recently knighted by King Robert! He was a former attendant to the former Prime Minister! Now he has somehow acquired a large sum of money; he is obsessed with his knight status. To show off, he’d surely pay a great price for the good sword on your back!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann nodded slightly, indicating the gang leader did well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A guy driven mad by desire for honor and status, not uncommon. But earlier you mentioned he collected various oddities? What are they, and why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That interest began after the former Prime Minister died; rumored to be cursed lizard skins, dragonbone ornaments... I reckon he doesn’t like those weird items, but hopes to use them against some curse? Seems he’s spooked by the former Prime Minister’s death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word ’dragonbone’ piqued Lann’s interest, the rest rather unremarkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Magic World, there was rampant fear of magic without reason, with endless \"magic-defying\" folk remedies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in this world, Lann hadn’t seen true magic yet; he felt magic might be rarer here than in the Magic World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could a newly knighted man be someone worth cursing... the chances are too slim to contemplate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Contrary to public beliefs about wizards, true wizards need time, effort, and resources to cast magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlikely they’d expend great efforts just for wicked rumors or evil nature linked to a strong spell... wouldn’t be worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Last question... you know where he lives, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann asked, his expression very kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-----------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The big and the small walked out from the alley, standing under the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann was fastening the sword straps on his chest again, while Alia wasn’t as excited as she had been watching the show earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young girl now frowned, her eyes flashing with thoughts and anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is strange, right, Lann?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha, seems you’re really tense.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann glanced at Alia’s serious face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The former Prime Minister died suddenly, the attendant was knighted by the king, understandable as the king’s nostalgia. But a large sum of money? Not given to the former Prime Minister’s orphans, but to an attendant? Is that possible?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Something’s wrong! Lann! The former Prime Minister’s death wasn’t normal!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alia wasn’t the carefree girl whose biggest wish was learning swordsmanship anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had followed Lann, facing cannibal tribes, slave traders, monsters in an alien world, involved in upheavals enough to overturn the kingdom’s political landscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her experiences were beyond belief even if penned in novels for ordinary citizens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Experience offers growth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as the gang leader spoke, young Alia under ten had sensed something amiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did Edd and the former Prime Minister have a good relationship?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann asked Alia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t a local, and even locals might struggle to understand noble relations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dad and the king were fostered under the former Prime Minister; they are his godsons, godbrothers with each other.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann’s fine brows rose slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s quite close indeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From what Lann knows about Edd Stark after some days, such a traditionally knightly man would thoroughly investigate his godfather’s death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the problem is, the Prime Minister cultivated here for years, was taken out for some reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a newly appointed Prime Minister adamantly investigates... shouldn’t he just die too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, Alia and Lann exchanged looks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Different was the young girl’s gray eyes flashing confusion and fear, while the cat’s amber eyes displayed calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch, I thought your dad just had a tough new position, but turns out... your family’s troubles are non-stop too, Alia.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann leaned closer to Alia’s face, squinted mischievously, poking her forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright then... now you must give me all the Stark family treasures to thank me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the shameless Demon Hunter demanding rewards before starting work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The panic in the young girl’s eyes suddenly faded like morning mist under the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It vanished without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>",1057,"2026-06-06T10:40:07.941Z",1,"novelbin.me","9054eefdea4e29cee3634e9e4495c86c5494260d46c9e386bc858e69304734af","bear-school-astartes-chapter-150","bear-school-astartes-chapter-148",1043,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbear-school-astartes-cover.jpg"]