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Compensation","bear-school-astartes-chapter-161",161,"\u003Cp>\"What the fu... gah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining four assassins ended up with their faces splattered with the blood rain brought by the sword wind just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all spun around in horror towards their back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to something that could sever three armored warriors in one strike, Robert and his intimidating warhammer seemed less menacing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Robert was indeed a top-notch warrior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he too was momentarily stunned by Lann’s powerful sweeping strike, he instinctively seized the opportunity when the enemy exposed their backs to him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah! Screw you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hammer felt perfectly natural in Robert’s hands. Although he hadn’t used it to kill in over a decade, today, every strike landed with the most lethal part of the hammerhead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chainmail or plate-inlaid leather armor held no significance against Robert’s warhammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the turning assassins, one had his back caved in the size of an adult’s fist immediately!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first enemy Lann faced was already frightened out of his wits by the slash just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gripped the spiked hammer tightly, his hands even trembling slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Need a psychological analysis of the enemy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mentos calmly inquired in Lann’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann’s tone was the same as its.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need, he’s already panicking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in a battle, when you’re panicked... you’re dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann feigned a rightward sidestep feint, causing the trembling-eyed assassin to swing his spiked hammer impulsively in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he struck, Lann had already shifted his weight back to the left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Demon Hunter brushed past, he raised his sword, slicing off the assassin’s right hand from mid-arm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second approaching assassin wielded a flail, a weapon with a hammer connected to the handle by a chain, turning swing attacks into whipping attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though more effective, its use conditions were more demanding. At least it needed room to swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, Lann’s proximity didn’t allow for flail swinging, so he gritted his teeth, tucked a piercing dagger against his chest, and recklessly charged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A weight of over a hundred kilos, both armored and human, with a pointed metal piece charging at someone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knights in full plate wouldn’t dare abandon their shield to block such an attack in a foot battle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swordsman in front was just a guy wearing several layers of composite armor... surely...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a crisp \"pa\" sound,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assassin’s eyes, filled with resolve and confidence, were crushed like a joke before a gloved hand with studs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind, absolutely no one could withstand such an onslaught without a shield in close combat, and it was stopped with one hand...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force, all of his strength... seemed as ineffective as a child before that one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hand gripping the wrist flipped over, and in one fluid motion during the assassin’s desperate struggle, stabbed into his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as blood gushed from his throat, disbelief still overwhelmed the assassin’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lann dealt with these two assassins, the last surviving one already had his leg broken by Robert with the hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The human knee, which could only bend backwards, was now twisted sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the edge of the tournament grounds, a rising clamor could be heard, with participants locked in combat being split apart like a wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the King’s guards were trying their best to rush over, the battle belonging to the King had already reached its conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The berserk contestants were like harmless cotton candy before the well-equipped, battle-formed army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would fear rabid cotton candy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the contestants sensibly regained their composure in a very short time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two who had been pressing blades against each other’s necks just a moment ago were now squeezed to the fence by the guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they awkwardly exchanged glances, they might even chat a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You fought well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You too, that blade almost stabbed my neck earlier.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haha\" *2\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann surveyed the surroundings, and as Mentos concluded its situation analysis, there were no more assassins on the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the young man walked next to the King, watching the ’Wai Tui’Er’ groaning in the mud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Want to keep a tongue alive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann casually asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Robert shook his head, breathing heavily under his helmet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing can be extracted from a dead man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that ’Wai Tui’Er’, seemingly aware of his fate, endured the pain with gritted teeth and shouted with a fierce expression,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Targaryen Dynasty! The true dragon shall return!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann glanced sideways at the King, but to his surprise, this hot-tempered King didn’t burst into cursing or foul language.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he calmly nodded, then raised his hammer high and swung it down on the man’s head!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the sound of a shell cracking, the ground was left with a convulsing corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought you’d be furious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on, kid. Shouting the master’s name before dying, you think I’d fall for such an obvious setup?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were the previous you, you’d definitely be caught by now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann quietly teased in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Robert was indeed the kind meant to charge across battlefields. After a brush with death, he showed none of the hysteria a normal person would.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything, it seemed as if he’d returned to his prime, becoming the great warrior who maintained both rage and reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Though I hate to admit it, judging by the situation earlier, without you, I might really have died here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Removing his antlered helm, Robert wiped the sweat and moisture from his beard, seriously looking at Lann.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t need to see your skills to know you’ll get this championship; you now have ten thousand gold dragons. But apart from the prize, I personally owe you a debt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you want? More money? Honor? Fame? You saved the King of the Seven Kingdoms, so ask without hesitation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann appreciated Robert’s straightforwardness and stated the reward he’d long planned for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dragon bone, Your Majesty. Just give me dragon bone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dragon bone? Hmm, I’m beginning to suspect you’re a Targaryen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Robert clicked his tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Though I don’t know what you plan to do with it, it’s just some bones... When I took King’s Landing, I had all the dragon bones swept into the cellar. If you want them, you can take all of them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, the guard led by the [Fearless] Balistan once again surrounded the King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King’s life was no longer in danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as Lann made his way toward the railing, he inevitably saw a cold-faced Edd and a concerned Petyr Baelish.\u003C\u002Fp>",1069,"2026-06-06T10:40:07.942Z",1,"novelbin.me","cff482901ce553291d09665f7fe7700aba7b2c2ec6c0999bbc8800acf35d0835","bear-school-astartes-chapter-162","bear-school-astartes-chapter-160",1043,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbear-school-astartes-cover.jpg"]