[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bear-school-astartes":3,"chapter-bear-school-astartes-bear-school-astartes-chapter-87":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},1620097,2087,"Chapter 87. First Arrival in Vizima","bear-school-astartes-chapter-87",87,"\u003Cp>The demon hunter’s internal dialogue did not affect the barge’s journey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the surrounding waters grew increasingly dirty and the smell became more pungent, most of the barge passengers began to rise from the messy, crowded deck to prepare their belongings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dirty waters signified the approach of a large settlement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vizima had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barge slowly approached the dock, located in Vizima’s Temple District, or more aptly called the \"slums.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The passengers on board, clutching their goods, pack animals, or family and friends, started pouring onto the dock en masse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if taking one more step might make the boat take them away again for free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann never really understood this mentality, so he leaned against the railing at the bow, waiting until the crowd dispersed before moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the hood, his cat eyes flickered, and the demon hunter reached back to push aside a large black horse’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Neigh—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bopai’s saliva sprayed to the side in a mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haha, sir, aren’t we getting off the boat?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alia was excited on Bopai’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was her first time riding a warhorse alone, even if it was only from the middle of the boat to the bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Incidentally, this was also her first time on a boat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re lucky Bopai is good-tempered; otherwise, if he shook his waist, you’d fall into the water.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alia tilted her head to look at the waters below the ship, where, being already in the city limits, a nauseating and sticky rainbow-colored oil slick floated on the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Distinguishable and indistinguishable trash from daily life washed against the hull with the tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little girl let out an \"ugh\" and obediently grabbed the saddle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of the crowd, Lann decided not to mount the horse but to lead Bopai and Alia off the ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at Airetusa Academy, when Margaret learned Lann had never been to Vizima, she supplemented his knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Lann knew that where he was currently located was indeed the Temple District.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few steps from disembarking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Lann had already observed the entire dock environment with his peripheral vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Observing the battlefield environment is a skill every warrior must learn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And after several continuous memory surges, each memory’s owner was a top-notch combat master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These memories directly elevated Lann’s battlefield observation skills from knowing nothing to mastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Lann’s current battlefield observation and analytical abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he were put in Bordeaux’s position back then, while in terms of brute strength, he might not yet rival a centenarian demon hunter master,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>using just his insight and analytical experience, he could achieve a complete annihilation of the law enforcement team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Six small gangs, each with five enforcers, each sporting snake tattoos... they belong to the same gang, and judging by their order, they’ve existed for some time, a gang with regulations.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the dock, besides the sweaty porters, there were accountants responsible for accounting and management, and a few men with unpleasant expressions were scanning the area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had longswords or spiked clubs at their waists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were likely dock gangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At most, they have crude melee weapons. It seems the city’s unwritten rules maintain that the level of street fights avoid ’military-grade weapons.’\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bows, crossbows, and armors are considered military-grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a new city, the more information you gather, the better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann pulled down his hood, trying to cover his cat eyes and silver hair, as he headed towards the dock’s exit gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soldiers were also stationed at the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>City entry tax certainly wouldn’t spare the port.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann’s outfit was quite suspicious, but this was Vizima, Temeria’s capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The number of people entering the city daily was staggering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s unrealistic to expect every city guard to be professionally ethical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Lann simply flicked a silver coin, leading the horse into the city under the guards’ indifferent gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering through the gate was the true Temple District.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dilapidated streets revealed at least four or five ragged beggars or vagrants on just one street within sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Women dressed flamboyantly, swaying their hips and exposing large patches of skin stood at the doorways of small houses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever a new batch of people entered from the dock gate, they repeated these actions, hoping to earn something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One must admit, the aesthetic trends of the medieval magical era were at least in tune with those of the homeland world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These women in the flesh trade often wore tight vests on their upper bodies, revealing their waists and backs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the lower half, the better-off wore stockings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The less fortunate wore tight boots made of fabric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goal was to accentuate their leg shapes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lann walked past them, although he was a young demon hunter full of hormones, he felt no desire rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because their bone structure, skin, and muscle texture... appeared a bit twisted and abnormal to Lann, who was at the moment wary of memory surges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps slight deformities from harsh living conditions, perhaps natural-born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In any case, it made him uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, he passed one or two elves with pointed ears, well-defined bone structures, and handsome faces, which slightly eased him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mentos, hurry up with the interception algorithm!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On one hand, he urged the A.I. to perfect the interception algorithm for memory surges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other hand, Lann prepared to use his willpower to forcibly resist the gene seed’s impulse for perfection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, something in your bag is glowing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lann struggled with his pathological mindset, Alia’s lowered voice suddenly reached his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cat eyes glanced to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little girl tightly held onto the alchemy pouch, cautiously leaning from the horse’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She angled the pouch’s opening towards Lann.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though inexperienced, she knew that even in this world, magic was rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t know what was in Lann’s backpack, but in the slums, it’s best not to let too many people see something glowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann encouragingly patted Alia’s frail shoulder, and the little girl smiled broadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The alchemy pouch was hung at the demon hunter’s waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore a coarse cloak with a hood that didn’t reveal the pouch’s brightness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers entered the alchemy pouch, and Lann deftly found a crystal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing on him that could emit light was the communicator Margaret gave him before he left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello? Hello! First communication test, can you hear me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sensation of having someone speak directly in his mind was very peculiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least for Lann, despite not changing his pace even when leading the horse, his eyebrow arched involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the other end of the conical crystal came a female voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow! Margaret is so generous; this communication crystal isn’t cheap, yet she even added a layer of [Language of the Heart] at the last minute? ...Looks like you’ve been quite charming to her lately, demon hunter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! Keira! It’s my magic power being used now. If you’re going to chat idly, why not tell him a place first and then talk with cheap words?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was another female voice, somewhat girlishly charming but also with a mature sister’s decisiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they spoke, Lann had generally figured out the use of the conical crystal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking in the mind might cause inexperienced people to output a bunch of useless garbage instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for Lann... he had experienced it numerous times in his memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The efficiency of information transfer in future wars would terrify ancient generals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ladies, as the second lady said, precious magic power shouldn’t be wasted on long-distance chatting. Just give me an address.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh...\"*2\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprised voices came from the other end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed they didn’t expect that someone they thought only capable of simple tricks could start joining [Language of the Heart] in just a few words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have a property in the Temple District.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a stunned silence, the second voice was the first to respond, giving Lann an address.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood, I’ll be there shortly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1311,"2026-06-06T10:40:07.941Z",1,"novelbin.me","f7b78fce7b3dd33bca27845b9f07b46ef71c5396906d8adedef4f5f25c41d0b9","bear-school-astartes-chapter-31","bear-school-astartes-chapter-86",1043,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbear-school-astartes-cover.jpg"]