[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bear-school-astartes":3,"chapter-bear-school-astartes-bear-school-astartes-chapter-874":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},1620573,2087,"Chapter 874 - 857: Female Knight","bear-school-astartes-chapter-874",874,"\u003Cp>It seems that as long as the topic of Goddess Rosalia comes up, Leonard can talk endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lann just nodded towards the Maggot Men in front of the convoy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is what you call a beautiful ’rebirth’ turning into something like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s a part of the rebirthing process.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard did not shy away nor change the subject. He just shrugged and spoke nonchalantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"First, you ’melt’ away the current flesh, so a better one can form in the future. A caterpillar turns into a cocoon, then a butterfly. It’s easy to understand, isn’t it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those who have already tormented their bodies to the point of wanting rebirth, or are extremely dissatisfied with their current bodies, don’t mind this ’awkward phase.’\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I’ll wait and see. I’m not that dissatisfied with my body right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The time will come, with life, old age, sickness, and death, haha.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard chuckled softly, his tone still gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This world is full of dangers, as long as you’re a warrior, as long as you’re in battle... that day will eventually come.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sounded certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering the uniqueness of this world, that’s probably true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as the undead curse continues to expand its influence, there will be more and more restless souls that can’t be killed but still want to kill others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battles will only increase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who knows what the future holds? But right now, I’m more curious about why you’re so eager to preach your goddess to me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This question from Lann seemed to hit Leonard’s sore spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The masked man, who was previously calm with a noble tone, suddenly fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he wore a mask, Lann shot him a sidelong glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strong... anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sudden emotion, even with the mask, was keenly felt by Lann.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Leonard seemed to believe his mask was sufficient to disguise his emotions in front of Lann, so he lowered his voice, struggling to maintain a tone not much different from before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The goddess suffered... no, she met with an unforeseen change. Now she’s isolated, unable to gather even a few loyal warriors since leaving Losric City, and the world is in chaos; it’s exactly the time she needs aid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You seem like a skilled hand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard’s words were quite reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Lann found it odd that a ’deity’ would claim to be isolated and in need of warrior servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it’s not impossible; after all, the definition of a god varies in different worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lacking overwhelming combat strength yet possessing some rare, miraculous trait and being called ’god’ is understandable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What concerned Lann, however, was Leonard’s account of the goddess’s plight, which matched exactly with Archbishop Klimte’s, a vague ’unforeseen change.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a way, it could be considered the ’official declaration.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet through Leonard’s frustrated and barely contained emotions, Lann understood that this account was just that—an account, quite different from reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mother of Rebirth Rosalia... what exactly happened to her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In any case, if you’re interested in ’rebirth,’ then become one of ’Rosalia’s Fingers.’\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard finally said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just like me, Leonard of the Ring Finger, serving Rosalia.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed that ’Rosalia’s Fingers’ was the Knight Order’s designation for these Goddess Knights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at that moment, amid the silent marching warriors, a cold female voice interjected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Extending an invitation to a warrior you met for less than half an hour on the road... indiscriminate recruitment of followers will only bring shame to the goddess’s name, Leonard.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a female warrior walking up to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was clad in armor combining plate and chain mail, with a sizable thorn sword at her waist, nearly as large as an ordinary hand-and-a-half sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On her head was not a helmet, but a beautiful ornament made of a white veil and headband.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though her face beneath the headpiece was also pretty, like most people in this world, it was expressionless and lifeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Demon Hunter often dealing with silverware, Lann immediately noticed the silver mixed into her armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her headband was made of pure silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, if not for a particular focus on combat scenarios and adversaries, the soft texture of silver isn’t suitable for making weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moreover...\" the female warrior continued airily. \"This little-known goddess suddenly emerging from Losric City now, her exact status is still uncertain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How dare you question the goddess’s legitimacy?! Sirius of the Land of Dusk!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This female warrior named Sirius from the Land of Dusk seemed to have provoked Leonard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice, originally soft beneath the silver mask, didn’t become hysterical but did take on a colder edge as it deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like an inconspicuous knife sharp enough to cut a throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can’t even the archbishop’s personal escort make you understand the goddess’s noble status?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That would be the Archbishop of the Profound Church,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius supplemented Leonard’s words with her cool voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And it’s well known that ever since the Profound Church housed the remains of the Profound Saint Elderidge ages ago, the bishops haven’t had a good reputation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension between the two gradually became more intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goddess knight, masked in silver, put her hand on the bizarre weapon at her waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a peculiar sword with a handle connected to a crescent moon-like curved blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann couldn’t quite understand why this female knight harbored dissatisfaction towards Leonard and his goddess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with the tension reaching this level, Lann did not intend to let things escalate further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shinng!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the tension between Sirius and Leonard was escalating, a silver light, clear as lake water, sliced between the two like a gentle breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roa-uh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And after that beautifully curved blade passed between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the undead bodies piled on the wagon had just opened its dry, twig-like mouth, ready to unleash a primal screech upon regaining life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just halfway through that hoarse shout, the light and precise blade plunged into its reclining mouth, stabbing through the back of its head, the tip emerging from the scalp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roar and its reborn life ceased in that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension between the two was rendered untenable by this blade between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a light ’scritch,’ the tip of Arondight’s sword was gently and slowly withdrawn from the mouth of the corpse, leaving not a trace of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Regardless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann sheathed the Lady of the Lake’s Sword, speaking calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think, since we’re all working in the convoy, personal grievances should be resolved without affecting the job. What do you two say?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1079,"2026-06-06T10:40:27.676Z",1,"novelbin.me","5c9e01902b35151598be96ad756044211c1e6b97f550819129707d1a376bd5d1","bear-school-astartes-chapter-820","bear-school-astartes-chapter-819",1043,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbear-school-astartes-cover.jpg"]