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Huge Support","bear-school-astartes-chapter-70",70,"\u003Cp>\"Are you scared?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann’s evasiveness seemed to excite the other party even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female Warlock laughed uncontrollably, leaving Lann with nothing but a vast expanse of white before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"DUANG-DUANG-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mentos, there’s no need for sound effects at a time like this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, this is the subconscious sound in your mind, I’m just playing it out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whatever it is... stop it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, sir.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The alluring female Warlock laughed for a while, then raised her brows and asked Lann.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you really as young as you look, Little Demon Hunter? I remember your kind lives a long time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann pressed the roaring bear head necklace on his chest, which clinked noisily, and remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Are you really just in your teens?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, it was Margaret’s turn to be shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With an East Asian face which naturally appeared younger, and having no scars on his face since his debut, Margaret thought Lann might look about sixteen at best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after her initial shock, Margaret’s smile became even more \"mischievous\".\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Demon Hunter who was just in their teens and hadn’t even finished training yet—but judging by his knowledge, not even fully trained—yet could take down a camp of fifty men head-on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although no one in the camp wore armor, who could even speak a word against such combat prowess?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it be potential, fighting skills, personality, or age, they all piqued Margaret’s interest in Lann.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss, it seems your injury has already...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Call me Rita.\" The female Warlock interrupted before Lann could finish his courtesy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with the Demon Hunter’s shock, Margaret propped her hand on the wheelchair armrest, resting her chin lightly in a chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You saved me, so we’re friends now, Lann. Close friends call me Rita.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, then, Rita.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann was simply unaccustomed to such aggressive gazes, but if it meant gradually getting closer to a realistic beauty that would require thousands of dollars in Photoshop, there wasn’t a man alive who would refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the young man voiced a question that had lingered in his mind for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did you end up getting caught by those people?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann was baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He initially thought there was a terrifying Great Mage in the camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with the determination of \"die trying to rescue\", and fighting his way to the end, there wasn’t even a soul who could cast a fireball among the armed thugs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t imagine how Margaret ended up in such a miserable state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Margaret was completely unabashed by her sorry condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Like I told you, Lann. You lack common sense in dealing with Warlocks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with the young man’s inquisitive gaze, the female Warlock felt like she was teaching a student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Releasing magic requires concentration, not ordinary concentration, but very, very strict concentration.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For example. During spellcasting, twisting your ankle or burping can cause spellcasting failure, or unforeseeable mutations.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even before casting a spell, if a Warlock is just in a state of diarrhea, their spells are likely nothing to fear. Acute gastroenteritis, such severe cramps, would completely impede spellcasting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, Lann...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female Warlock spread her hands, with her already revealing neckline showing even more pale skin, making the young man nod involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even a powerful female Warlock, if she were knocked out by a few spur-of-the-moment thugs with a slingshot without any prior warning on the road, do you think she’d be able to cast spells upon waking up and finding she’d lost several pounds of meat?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood.\" Lann nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing it like this, Warlocks seemed quite frail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, their tolerance and resistance to poison were much like ordinary people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eating some buckthorn would send them running for the toilet, unlike Demon Hunters, who could down poison like a buff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this cold world, the young man felt a rare sense of warmth regarding professional intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you plan to do next, Lann?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Margaret asked suspiciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You seem eager to deal with toxins, to restore your health. Is there something else you need to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, the youthful ease faded instantly from Lann!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cat-like eyes turned icy, and the hand resting on the velvet covers clenched suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those traffickers’ accounts aren’t settled yet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his tone was flat, after he spoke, Margaret inexplicably felt the room grow a few degrees colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not finished? News of the trafficking and cannibalism must still be on its way to the crow’s nest. I was out of my mind back then, didn’t notice anything. Did someone get away?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not ’someone’ escaped.\" Lann shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The biggest fish wasn’t caught at all!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Head Eater took more than twenty kids straight onto a cargo ship.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bringing you here was not just about detoxifying and convalescing. I saved you, Rita. Airetusa Academy owes me a favor, and I plan to use this favor to get something from you all, then find the Head Eater and slaughter him and his buyers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female Warlock watched Lann earnestly with interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night in the camp, she fully understood the determination of this Demon Hunter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She appreciated this sort of... chivalric expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s no need to use Airetusa’s favor, Little Demon Hunter. My injuries and the life of my student are debts the Academy needs to repay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If it’s you, then I’d like to invite you to become the Academy’s ’debt collector’. A 1000 Oren limit, anything the Academy has and you need, you can take.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Margaret grandly waved her hand, giving Lann access to a massive fund.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most famous monster hunting commission in all Temeria—lifting the princess’s curse—even gave the involved Demon Hunter only 3000 Oren Coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumor had it that hunter’s name was \"White Wolf\" or the \"something something Butcher.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wheelchair rolled as Margaret prepared to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your equipment is in the storage box by the bed. If you need anything, just contact me directly. Get well soon...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the door, the blonde beauty turned and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And then start the hunt, Little Demon Hunter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wheelchair continued forward, and at Lann’s door, a primly dressed female Warlock walked beside the wheelchair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re interested in that Demon Hunter? That’s good, much better than ordinary people. If nothing unexpected happens, he should accompany you for a few hundred years.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to Margaret, the prim female Warlock was conservatively dressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even her neckline, for ordinary people or even noblewomen, would be considered low-cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Revenge is necessary and must be accomplished, but Rita, you have more important things to consider... you know what I mean.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Tishaya, yes.\" Margaret responded wearily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apart from being powerful in magic, she actually had no interest in the political games Warlocks loved, making her an anomaly among Warlocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now the situation between the south and north is growing more unstable, which is why you want me to become the Dean. Only with two Dean-class Warlocks can Airetusa’s position be more secure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female Warlock, who loved simple pleasures more than a power struggle, complained, with a hint of grudging in her tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tishaya ignored this bit of petulance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I taught you, so I know your abilities. Your mana far surpasses those like Philippa, Triss, and Keira who are mired in political games. I dislike politics too, but you must know, Rita...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tishaya gazed into her student’s eyes, her exquisite face as calm as a lake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We must protect Airetusa, safeguard the legacy of magic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To that end, you must quickly handle the incident of your injury outside the Academy. It’s severely impacted the Academy’s prestige. A Dean-class Warlock deboned... Tsk, it may even affect the entire Warlock community’s reputation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your becoming Dean should bolster the Academy’s deterrence!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, the prim Great Mage didn’t care about her student’s embarrassed expression and continued with suggestions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think highly of that Demon Hunter, and he’s indeed exceptional, outstanding among warriors.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If that’s the case, then extend the 1000 Oren limit to 1500. Mark him thoroughly with the Academy’s insignia and your own insignia.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tishaya reached out and adjusted Margaret’s collar, making them symmetrical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps, we can gain an Academy Hunter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1351,"2026-06-06T10:40:07.941Z",1,"novelbin.me","4c905fd036a732b365f235834e03aefdbd65ba3f0e29d5fae55a38faa5e98115","bear-school-astartes-chapter-15","bear-school-astartes-chapter-14",1043,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbear-school-astartes-cover.jpg"]