Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1600 1572. Remember my name

[Tongzhan Talisman] is actually the product of simplifying and enhancing the divination ability of Onmyoji.

The serious Onmyoji divination requires a series of matters such as calculating a specific date, a specific location, arranging altars, offerings, writing petitions to gods, etc., which are time-consuming and labor-intensive and meticulous work.

Just like the characteristics of the Onmyoji spell casting system, they actually prefer ritualism and auxiliary nature.

But as Abe Harumaki complained, the civilized area of ​​the ancient Greek world is located around the Aegean Sea.

Even if we abandon the differences between the worlds, Abe Haraki, a Japanese man in the Heian era, had never even appeared in the Japanese archipelago in his life. He read books and knowledge circulated from the Western continent and the Chinese territory.

Where have you seen the celestial phenomena and stars of the Aegean Sea during the Peloponnese War more than 400 AD?

And this kind of thing is very important in the Onmyoji system.

The ability to adjust his deeply rooted magic system according to environmental changes within a few days is enough to prove Abe Haruki's own skill as a great Onmyoji.

This ability is even advocated by Tishaya, and I hope that warlocks can have it.

When Lan En took Tishaya to the New World to deal with the remains of the Tyrannosaurus debris polluted by the chaotic magic, the great wizard vaguely felt what the so-called [Elf Sage] realm was like through the different characteristics between the worlds.

However, after the divination of Yin and Yang Technique reached the ancient Greek world, problems mainly arise in astrological signs and numerical numbers.

With Lane's help, you can make quick adjustments.

At that time, Tishaya fell directly into a world without chaotic magic, and her energy foundation was different. Progress is much slower.

"It's almost done, I'll take you to Aritusa." Lan En patted Abe Seimei on the shoulder, "How about you take it for a little longer, and then turn back into the form of a paper man?"

Abe Harumaki nodded: "It's no problem. I'm very interested in this, the mages of another world."

As he said that, he arrived at the Qilin by himself, and a white light flashed into a floating paper man, stuffed into the gap of the magic harness.

Kassandra also stood up from the sitting stone, shook her shoulders, and asked teasingly while stretching her muscles and bones.

"So, in that wizard school named Aritusa, you have your lover here?"

"The one who made you not want to sleep with me at first?"

"I'm starting to get excited, Lane. I think it's going to be fun when we meet."

"Well" The witch hunter first licked his lips with his tongue, and then said in a vague way, "Maybe it is not accurate to describe it as 'that'. But it's almost the same."

"Oh, don't be shy!" Kassandra patted Lan Eun generously, "It is common for people who are wandering on the sea to set up families on several islands. They sleep wherever they arrive. We will get along very happily!"

"Come on, it's time to leave." Lan En patted Qilin on the back.

Cassandra did not need to help him, and faced with the huge and noble sacred beast, she fell in love with it from the first sight.

The Hawkman shrugged his shoulders and let Icarus fly.

She herself jumped onto the back of a unicorn horse that was higher than her head.

"Oh, by the way." As if suddenly remembering it, Lan Eun said to Cassandra in front of him after he stepped on the horse, "You have to wait a little longer, you have to ask Icarus to do me a favor."

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The sky at Lake Vijima is a mess, so it is even more impossible for this small village of dark water to be better.

The cold wind and clouds photographed the lake water one after another on the old wooden pier in the village, with a fishy smell.

It was cold and tide, but there was no snow. Just make the land more muddy and annoying.

Thanks to the small "economic takeoff" that has emerged in the village in recent years, there are also many large animals in the village.

There are three horses, a cow and three donkeys.

But this did not make the village look so beautiful. Instead, there were several piles of green grassy feces on the road.

Then these dung eggs were crushed with footprints and ruts, and were mixed with the muddy land without distinguishing each other.

It is a blessing that herbivore's feces smell much better than carnivores.

The door of the village tavern was opened, and the cold wind rushed in through the crack of the door.

The sleepy tavern owner muttered behind the bar, "The plague is coming!"

"If you want to enter, go in, close the door when you enter! What are you doing when you stand stupidly outside?"

There is a fireplace crackling in the tavern, which makes the temperature difference between the indoor and outdoors.

"Sorry, Gatis." And behind the door, the sound came from a kind and friendly, "I want to rub the soles of your shoes on the threshold and then come in."

The tavern owner didn't react for a while, and just thought that he should be an acquaintance who could speak like this.

"Don't bother. Isn't the floor just stepped on? It wasn't very clean."

"This is done." The person outside the door responded and walked in completely.

When the heavy steps stepped on the floor and made a creaking sound, the boss, who was originally napping behind the counter, jumped up like a spring-loaded one after raising his eyes!

"Oh!" He screamed in distorted voices. "Sir? It's been a long time since we met! Do you still remember my name?"

He seemed a little busy, but he immediately put the towel on the table on his shoulder.

"It's the same as before, it's a good cup."

Lan En sat in front of the counter as he said.

He was wearing a cloak at this time, blocking a suit of armor that looked a bit ferocious and fierce, but he did not wear a hood.

The renovated tavern with the support of the Termolia intelligence agency, the large-scale seats specially made are very comfortable, and it is not abrupt for ordinary people to sit on.

"Look!" The owner of the tavern, Gatis, was excited and tinkered under the counter for a while before pulling out a bottle. "Livia cherry wine! Since Livia fell, it has been out of print in the past six months!" As usual, although the spirits should be filled with a small cup with a tiger's mouth ring, when entertaining Lane, Gatis directly put a large wooden cup of beer on it.

"Huh~ Has Livia fallen?"

Lan En asked after taking a sip and spit out the smell of cherry wine.

"When did it happen?"

When talking about the war, the tavern owner's joy when he saw Lan En just now came and went quickly.

"It's been at least four months." He recalled, wiping his hands with a rag on his shoulder, "Look at my store, it's pretty good to decorate, but when I was so idle, no one came."

"It's all there to save money. Life is tight."

The fire in the fireplace shines the tavern in a warm tone. The burning pine wood smells bad, but it is not annoying.

The tables and chairs were empty, and there were only a few Gent cards on the bar where the boss looked like he was entertaining himself.

Lan En nodded and remained silent.

In fact, this state even shows that the situation is not too bad, at least in the area where the village of Dark Water is located.

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People felt the urgency and threat of war, so they began to save money far more than before, and even drank less the cheapest ale.

But it has not reached the stage of emotional collapse, life collapse, drinking and getting drunk.

"You should be back from a long trip?" The owner of the tavern sighed to Lan En as if he had already understood it, "War, everyone is concerned about the war now."

He pinched the small wooden cup with three fingers and poured himself a glass of Livia cherry wine.

Seeing this, Lan En raised his cup and touched him.

The rose-red wine enters the throat, making people breathe a sigh of relief.

"Actually." Drinking a small glass of strong wine seemed to give Gatis a little more courage. He said to Lan En in a stuttering and tentative tone, "You may not be a bad thing when you go far, sir."

"How do you say this?" Lan En asked with his cup down.

"It was after the war started, at first everyone thought you would have had **** with those Nifgad black dogs like last time. But later, one bad news after another came, but you never showed up."

He looked up carefully at Lan Eun.

"Of course! I know you often travel far away! But others"

"Others?" Lan En still smiled, "What do others say?"

"You know too." The tavern owner was a little embarrassed. He subconsciously pulled the rag off his shoulder and rubbed it on his hands. "There are a bunch of traitors in the warlocks of Sinnid Island, and you are very close to the warlocks. Just."

"It seems suspicious?"

Lan En's expression did not change, and he directly said what the other party was not easy to say.

"I helped the North for the first time, and the Nilfgads got out. Then the second time I didn't help, so everyone thought it was a mistake? Or it's more straightforward-"

"Lan was convinced and controlled by those sorcerers in the bed. He is actually standing with the Nifgad Empire in the south? He is actually a shameful traitor?"

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The tavern owner didn't say anything.

"Okay, Gatis." Lan En still smiled, and the wine glass he raised blocked half of his face. "I guessed these words about half a year ago."

"There will be many people saying this and thinking this way." Lan En pursed her lips, as if she was savoring the taste of Livia cherry wine, and as if she was savoring something else.

But at the end, he smiled, "This is normal, Gatti."

However, before he could finish his name, he was interrupted rudely.

"But not everyone thinks that, sir!"

Lan En, who was interrupted, looked at the man opposite him with a little stunned.

"Just like me! I don't think so!"

"You always remember my name, right, sir!" The owner of the dim water's tavern had tears in the corner of his eyes that had just been squinting for a while.

But the eyes were clear and firm.

The solemn emotions made Lan En subconsciously and seriously put down the wine glass.

"It was just like before the last war began! I told you my name, and I was so scared at the time, I didn't know what to do! Then I told you: I want to be remembered by a big man. Then."

"You remember him, sir!"

At this time, the rag was squeezed nervously by his clumping in his hand, until his knuckles turned white.

"Until today! The war has begun again! You remember him too!"

"So! I don't believe in any **** rumors and rumors! Do you know what I'm called, and what about them? Why do I believe in those who don't even know my name, but don't believe in you?!"