[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bear-school-astartes":3,"chapter-bear-school-astartes-bear-school-astartes-chapter-96":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},1620118,2087,"Chapter 96. Visit Again","bear-school-astartes-chapter-96",96,"\u003Cp>In fact, even if Belengar had never been far from battle, the result would not be much different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the eight crossbow arrows that flew in, six were aimed specifically at the space around the Demon Hunter to block movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only two were aimed at the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Belengar’s leather armor is typical Demon Hunter equipment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For dealing with monsters, Demon Hunters from other schools would never wear heavy armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because flexibility is more important than protection in battles with monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His set of armor incorporates the design philosophy of the Wolf School, leaving many mounting slots for their expertise in magic potions and bombs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these same slots also prevented Belengar from even attaching a single piece of plate armor to his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And originally these slots should have been full, but the magic potions and alchemy bombs have mostly expired due to long neglect, leaving them empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when the Quen Rune was broken immediately, two crossbow arrows directly lodged into Belengar’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of the arrows piercing flesh was very slight, but the effect was significant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arm holding Belengar’s sword, due to the angle, was pinned together with his stomach from the forearm position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other crossbow arrow buried itself directly into his right thigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood gushed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Belengar, like an enraged beast, cursed angrily on the ground while struggling to stand up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And around this large tent, only then did a group of dark figures emerge from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They deliberately stayed far away, only using bows to aim, and Belengar’s Demon Hunter senses didn’t detect them at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader approached the struggling Demon Hunter on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a short, stout man, accompanied by two hunting dogs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I knew that Demon Hunter wouldn’t give in, so I waited here, but... interesting! Another Demon Hunter got involved in this. Why? You lone wolves have secret communications?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The short, stout man said curiously, speaking as if he couldn’t see the road clearly, stepping over Belengar’s arrowed leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrow shaft bent under the step, and the arrowhead inside the flesh was ruthlessly gouged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Belengar could feel the sound of the arrowhead scraping against his bones!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahhhh!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of pain was unbearable even for a Demon Hunter, and his screams pierced the silent night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Belengar’s neck veins bulged due to the intense pain, and he struggled to crawl away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the two hunting dogs didn’t need any command from their master; they opened their mouths to bite the Demon Hunter’s arms and shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp teeth tore into his flesh, dragging him to the feet of the man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bastard! Dirty slaver!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Belengar used his remaining arm to punch and smack, but the two hunting dogs, once they bit down, wouldn’t let go, becoming more vicious the harder they were hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon, even this slight resistance vanished from the Demon Hunter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because a foot was pressing on his face, grinding it into the pool of blood on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner of that foot \"advised\" Belengar in a tone that seemed like a joking friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother, calm down. Why are you angry with two beasts? It’s not worth hurting yourself!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, the hunting dog biting at his arm made a crisp cracking sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had bitten through Belengar’s arm bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Demon Hunter opened his mouth wide from the pain but couldn’t make a sound, his eyes bulging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arching body shuddered like a dead fish but was pressed down by an even heavier foot, making him unable to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seems like there’s a little gap between you and that other Demon Hunter...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The squat figure, Ubank, looked around at the Demon Hunter beneath his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lucky I did some research on you mutants: sharp noses, keen ears, launching arrows from a distance works well. Even that Demon Hunter, being turned into a pincushion shouldn’t survive... the gap between you two doesn’t mean much in front of a dozen crossbows.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk tsk tsk, to take down that Demon Hunter who wanted to rip my throat out, I had to gather a team under my boss’s pressure. Although I didn’t catch him this time, having you here also gives my boss some evidence of the ’Demon Hunter threat’, doesn’t it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Belengar looked up at Ubank’s face with eyes that wanted to devour him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this Head Eater showed no tension at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nice look, brother. But honestly, you have no deterrence at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Guys like you, maybe out of righteousness, or a momentary desire to prove the value of your life, run out to play the hero. But I know your type too well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As long as I hide, and I don’t even need to hide for a few years, just ten days to half a month, once your anger subsides, even if we meet by chance in a tavern, you can hold back your hand from drawing the sword.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing on Belengar’s face, Ubank squatted down and stared into his eyes with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re not the kind of person with the courage to pursue to the end. Your fallback line is always ’it’s all in the past’. But that other Demon Hunter is different...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mentioning that figure who stood firm against a whole camp’s pressure in the dark night, never retreating, never fearing, never stopping, Ubank’s usual smile slowly faded from his face without him even being aware.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t know why that Demon Hunter isn’t afraid. Not afraid of being outnumbered, not afraid of the forces behind it, not... I could even say, he doesn’t care at all!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That kind of person, even decades later, when I’m half-dead lying on a bed, just seconds from my last breath, he would surely come with his sword to collect his debt! Even if I have no idea why we would have such a life-and-death enmity, just looking into his eyes tells me he absolutely would.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s real deterrence, brother. That’s why I brought dozens of people and more than a dozen crossbows out here at this ungodly hour to wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I don’t kill him, I’ll never live peacefully in this life!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ubank lifted his foot from Belengar’s face, tilted his head, and the two hunting dogs obediently released their grips, returning to his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two people emerged from the dark figures, one preparing to drag the half-dead Demon Hunter away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other walked straight towards the Head Eater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whispering into the side of his head with the shaved hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the whisper, excitement bloomed in Ubank’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Such good luck, let’s string the crossbows again and make another run.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s head toward the Trade District.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the inn, Lann was sitting in the hall waiting for his and Alia’s dinner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hooded cloak was eye-catching, but the innkeeper was confident in the Trade District’s security and wasn’t bothered by Lann’s suspicious attire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kitchen staff were quick, and it wasn’t long before a large platter of food was placed on the table in front of Lann.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, you can eat here or take it to your room. Our staff will collect the dishes in the morning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The innkeeper’s voice carried a weary routine, a speech likely repeated dozens of times a day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann nodded and suddenly pointed at the glass of red wine on his tray, asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I recall meals here don’t include this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s from someone else, sir.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man wanted to ask further, having no relatives here, and the female warlocks knew well his desire to act discreetly, so who would send him wine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next moment, a hand clapped on Lann’s shoulder, causing the cat-like eyes under his hood to narrow sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came a familiar, chilling voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Relax, relax, my friend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A half-bald head, smiling, appeared before Lann.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Offering a drink during a visit is basic merchant courtesy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gant Odim.\u003C\u002Fp>",1307,"2026-06-06T10:40:07.941Z",1,"novelbin.me","20487d6422e906be031f91fcf3ec98ed0143cb05d8f979fdeb3ee4428d2f30eb","bear-school-astartes-chapter-43","bear-school-astartes-chapter-42",1043,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbear-school-astartes-cover.jpg"]