[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bear-school-astartes":3,"chapter-bear-school-astartes-bear-school-astartes-chapter-972":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},1620782,2087,"Chapter 972 - 954: Farewell","bear-school-astartes-chapter-972",972,"\u003Cp>\"This one, yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant’s enormous finger tapped on the blade of [Muddy Stream·Destruction].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dull ’clang clang’ sound rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This one, the craftsmanship is the roughest. The material is also the strangest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This one.\" The enormous finger shifted direction, pointing at the Lady of the Lake’s Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The craftsman’s skill is about on par with mine. But the approach is very different.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann’s curious eyes darted back and forth between the two vastly different swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the giant’s expression was limited, Lann’s understanding was strong enough. He could still grasp the Giant Blacksmith’s meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady of the Lake’s Sword was a divine weapon, forged by the Lady of the Lake. The giant before him, however, was the blacksmith for this world’s Divine Beings, serving the Divine Race since the Mythical Era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps even earlier, creating divine weapons during the Ancient Dragon War could have been his craft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skill gap between them could be minuscule, so much so that the Giant Blacksmith feared using his technique might make this weapon worse than leaving it untouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the greatsword next to it was forged by Belengar with a core of Valerian steel, later enhanced by adding the Extinct Dragon’s material in the hands of the New Continent’s phase two group’s leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though both of their crafts were the pinnacle of their industry, compared to the skill of the Divine Beings...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s considerable room for improvement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a ’clang’, Lann sheathed the Lady of the Lake’s Sword into his belt with one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He placed [Muddy Stream·Destruction] on the anvil before the giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wedge-shaped stone and wedge-shaped stone slab were also handed to the giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With the wedge stone slab, I can enhance it to be very powerful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like counting pebbles in his palm, the giant’s finger moved around the materials, then he tilted his head and asked Lann.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Use it all?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I likely don’t have anything else deserving of such materials on me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann said while pinching his chin with one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came a series of clanging and clinking iron sounds once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The palm-sized wedge-shaped stone, along with the monument-sized wedge stone round plate, vanished in a blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet when the Giant Blacksmith handed the greatsword back to Lann, its size and weight remained unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making one wonder where all the volume of these materials disappeared to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in this anomalous world, perhaps this state is considered normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enhanced [Muddy Stream·Destruction] showed no change in appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, when Lann grasped it, a brutal, raging surge vastly surpassing before, almost becoming an illusion, immediately surged from the hilt to his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The iris in the Demon Hunter’s eyes contracted sharply into a line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This presence is much stronger than before!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prior, due to the Extinct Dragon material, the essence of the creature imparted some of the Extinct Dragon’s aura to the sword, yet it was nowhere as prominent as now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If before, an ordinary person would have had to stand close, almost against the sword, to feel its ferocity, then now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I leave this sword in the house, will no one dare to enter?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann’s hand moved along the hilt, stroking the broad blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pleasant sound of leather gloves rubbing against steel filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His iris pupils returned to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he personally chopped down the materials from the Extinct Dragon; how could the sword crafted from these materials scare him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Giant Blacksmith tilted his head: \"Maybe, insects, mice, wild dogs, won’t want to go in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann shook his head with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seems it’s as the Niflgaard people’s rumor says, becoming a ’Demon Sword’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann placed the greatsword back into the Alchemy Pouch, waving to the giant behind the anvil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant slowly nodded in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having accepted the Giant Blacksmith’s gratitude, Lann is now preparing to leave Ilyushil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before leaving, he went to see Gwendolin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The product of the dragonification experiment poisoned him, and things from someone like Ausloes, even the Divine Race cannot withstand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, even though Gwendolin is relieved from the oppression of battle, he still shows no sign of recovery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems he can only wait for Rosalie to arrive at the Cold Valley, to heal him with her warm, sunshine-like powerful miracles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you... leaving?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwendolin lay slanted on a red velvet couch in the mansion, weakly greeting the Demon Hunter. You’Er Xia sat with her legs together, obediently by her brother’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the first time Lann entered this mansion; previous times were too tight for him to take a look inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floor was a marble surface polished to serve as a mirror, stepping on it produced a crisp collision sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The walls were adorned with many old story paintings, though for Gwendolin, residing here, these were ’memories’ rather than ’legends’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, I came here to defeat Elderidge, now even his faggots are in your hands, my goal is fulfilled.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also, I wish to return home. After all, with the flame dwindling, the world is treacherous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lann spoke, he pressed the Roaring Bear Head Pendant on his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Demon Hunter’s pendant has already sensed the arrival of the Chaos Magic Power tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Honorable one... what you said is true.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwendolin pursed his lips and reluctantly agreed with Lann, but noticed that the Demon Hunter’s gaze went past him to the wall behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwendolin remembered that on the wall was a painting of his sister, the \"Sunshine Princess\" Gwen Aveya in a reclining pose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The full, gentle, and loving image, has always been adored by all beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That is a portrait of my elder sister, the Sunshine Princess. She is also the true form of Rosalie whom you serve.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwendolin explained to Lann, but for some unknown reason, he added a final remark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This painting may show no abnormalities, but let it be known: my elder sister, her size is not much different from my eldest brother. Truly a great and mighty member of the Divine Race.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no point of reference in the painting, but the Nameless King, despite training diligently for thousands of years and becoming as gaunt as black steel, was still a strong figure towering four or five meters high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Divine Race refers to humans as ’dwarves,’ indeed using their own stature as a reference scale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann wasn’t sure why this was being explained to him, and in fact, he wasn’t really a Goddess Knight serving Rosalie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with his imminent departure, Lann had no intention of correcting it carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He merely gave a slight bow to the Shadow Sun, weakly lying on the long bench, in salute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Gwendolin, after a moment of silence, strugglingly removed the Dark Moon Crown from his head, exposing his whole face and looking directly at the Demon Hunter... Lann increasingly felt this was actually a goddess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Must you leave?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without waiting for Lann’s response, Gwendolin shook his head and sighed to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ilyushil has fallen into such ruin in my hands that indeed there’s no reason for nostalgia. I only wish you... a safe journey in this world’s decline and anarchy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tremulously extended his slender hand, mutated into a claw, seemingly wanting Lann to take it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Demon Hunter did not hesitate, thinking this was a farewell rite of Ilyushil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann stepped forward, bent down, and took Gwendolin’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Gwendolin quickly withdrew his hand, turning his face aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, sitting by the side, You’Er Xia, legs neatly together, gracefully leaned slightly forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a gesture representing farewell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-----------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Neigh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Hope when we return to the Profound Church, nothing goes wrong there again.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann and Rong Buqiu rode on the back of the Qilin, the rocky path unsuitable for human passage posed no difficulty to the Qilin, and it could even easily make a quip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Lann slapped the side of the Qilin’s long neck with a resounding \"whap.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This slap could kill a person, but to an Ancient Dragon of the New Continent, it was a bit of friendly roughhousing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Similar to how two Thunder Wolf Dragons might smack each other for fun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After smacking it, Lann crazily shook the Qilin’s mouth, causing the mane on its neck to flutter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You better shut up! Wish for some good!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Buqiu also pounced on top of the Qilin’s head, meowing with its mouth open, grabbing and shaking the Qilin’s grey horn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing it had misspoken, the Qilin immediately shut its mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The road back to the Profound Church from Ilyushil was uneventful, which somewhat relieved Lann, who had experienced much in this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skirting around the many spirits lurking at the entrance of the Profound Church, Lann entered the vast and deep church once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All was as usual, without chaos, without slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look at you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard’s voice came from the second-floor balcony of the church, echoing within the spacious interior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood on the edge of the balcony, looking down at Lann’s party just entering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, his tone, as usual, carried a natural mocking air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you honestly think the followers of Rosalie would be as disloyal as Shalivan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, that’s not the case.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Lann wouldn’t admit it, leading the Qilin and Rong Buqiu, getting lifted to the second floor by the raised giant gate, he said to Leonard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann spread his hands, a smile playing on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with such a demeanor and visage, few could harbor hostility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Leonard didn’t know why he disliked him, he found it hard to hurl insults in this situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, under his silver mask, he just smacked his lips with a ’tsk,’ turning to lead Lann towards Rosalie’s chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This time, I am here to bid farewell to the goddess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Farewell?\" Leonard turned back in surprise while leading the way, \"With the current situation, where can you possibly go?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I too have a place I must return to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann displayed an attitude of not wanting to say much, and Leonard, initially surprised, soon appeared unconcerned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha, suit yourself. Just don’t end up surrounded by spirits, you can draw a symbol to summon me then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, thanks for the reminder. Otherwise, I’d have forgotten I could do that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard appeared caught between helplessness and speechlessness, only being able to adjust the silver mask on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You truly are irritating, Lann.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Am I? You’re the first to say something like that. Don’t worry, I won’t take it to heart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1740,"2026-06-06T10:40:28.727Z",1,"novelbin.me","cc05b10edb05ac01249a76dd797f25bebd2642c8de074c7e7abcdf4a11ba1a25","bear-school-astartes-chapter-1031","bear-school-astartes-chapter-1030",1043,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbear-school-astartes-cover.jpg"]