Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1601 1573. Continuous Growth

‘Because you remember my name’. If you use this sentence as a reason for a person to trust a general and a leader, it is too shallow, simple and unreasonable.

Because of a successful leader, he may be able to know his subordinates clearly at the beginning of his career. But since he is a successful leader, the scale of his career will certainly continue to expand.

And in the end, it is impossible for him to know clearly the situation of everyone under his command.

This is the logical necessity of things in development.

Cold and ruthless, but realistic.

But in reality, is there only cold rationality left?

Gatis, the owner of the tavern in the village of Dark Water.

In the past, he even had to carry a boat to Lake Vijima to fish to subsidize food.

In this dilapidated tavern, Lan En may be the biggest figure he has ever met.

He was panicked because of the war and introduced Lan En nonsensely, and then remembered.

For him, it was enough to know this.

And Lan En had put down the wine glass at this time and no longer used this thing to block his expression and expression.

He sat on the aptly-shaped stools and stood taller than Gatis, so he was able to look down at him.

But this look does not contain contempt, but is calm and solemn.

The man opposite was already nervously pinched the rag into a ball, his face turned red but he did not escape his sight.

"Thank you," the witch hunter whispered a moment later, and he raised his glass to the opposite side, "To you, Gatis."

Lan En's heart, who had to face another war after fighting, calmed down in a slight restlessness.

The war is no longer a strange thing for Lan En at this moment.

If the army of the Niphgad Empire was no different from three years ago, it would not be a difficult opponent in his eyes.

But he still looked at the war from a prudent perspective.

At the other end of the celestial crisscrossing cleft, he fought against the Changhu in Gushan, the evil dragons and the orcs. He also fought with the monsters' legion in Mino.

But at that time, he had a decisive and fierce fighting style, like a precise and sharp knife.

Cut the enemy's military strength and focus into a short period of time.

However, when he was in this war between the northern countries and Niphgad, his mentality would change.

Just because at the other end of the celestial junction rift, he is not the direct person responsible for either party.

He fights because of his morality, philosophy and situation, implements consistent beliefs and actions to strike his enemies.

At the same time, he only has moral ties to his friendly forces and friends around him, but no burden of responsibility.

This is the benefit and freedom of being an incompetent leader. I just try my best to achieve my goals, but in the end, the guilt and frustration of taking responsibility and bearing the heavy life and death of everyone in the war actually has nothing to do with me.

Even if he fails in the end, Lan En will be angry, sad, and disappointed, but he will not have the urge to blame himself entirely.

To a certain extent, this is the mentality that a general can maximize his ability: love soldiers like hands and feet, and use soldiers like mud and sand.

But in this magical medieval era where Lan En has lived for six or seven years, for Lan En, there is no one who can take responsibility more than him among the people around him.

He brought out the Knights of Embers, and he bought the Valyrian Steel Chamber of Commerce. The relationship between Aritusa and him has now been deeply bound to no one will look at the two separately. The guerrillas of Sachia and Eophis, and the friendship with the tree spirits in the Broccolion Forest.

There are so many things in life. In the process of living in this world, he has been actively or passively entangled in complex networks of relationships.

He is the direct responsible person, the highest responsible person.

This permission cannot be pushed to anyone else.

After experiencing many worlds and many adventures, Lan En is very powerful and has rich knowledge.

But to the bottom of it, he was thrown into this world by the intersection of the sky and the end of the world. He had just passed by the age of 18 and was not yet full.

I am only twenty-five or twenty-six years old now.

This is the time to dare to fight, but it is also the time to fear responsibility.

Responsibility is often equal to power, but power is fascinating and thirsty. Responsibility often makes people just want to run away and don’t get involved.

Lan Eun is not perfect, he knows this, and has been allowing himself to accept his imperfection, even if it actually makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

But in the journeys and adventures that have spanned the world, he is constantly growing and improving himself.

Not only does it rely on the Space Marine's strengthening organs to strengthen his body, but also his knowledge and wisdom, and his mind and perseverance to grow after facing difficulties but overcoming them.

Just like today, now.

He gained another spiritual growth.

"Thank you, Gatis." The witch hunter repeated again to express his tone solemnly. He smiled and stood up, "Let's drink this round today."

His fingers pinched out a stack of ten oren coins and pressed them on the counter, pushing them to the opposite side with the friction of the wood.

"Hope Oren hasn't been too depreciated because of the war."

"No, no, sir!" Gatis quickly refused, his tongue a little knotted, "There are too many! And this cup, this cup is my treat!"

"You're going to ask?" Lan En smiled teasingly, "You think beautifully, Gatis! I bought this bottle, bring it."

This bottle of Livia cherry wine is not big, and after pouring Lan E's glass, only half of it was left.

Lan En held it in his hand, half a bottle of wine swayed loudly, and then went out.

The dark water still looks like this. On the river beach in the distance of the village, the weathered and blurred statue of the lady in the lake still stands. But there seemed to be traces of repair.

Unfortunately, it is not the full moon night, otherwise perhaps Lan En could still talk to the half-fisherman who was watching the statue and ask how the underwater city has been rebuilt.

Lan En walked out of the dark water and entered the woods next to the village. He looked up at the eagle circling high in the sky.

"Since you went in, I saw seventeen people that weren't right."

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Kassandra was still sitting on the back of the Kirin, her eyes were empty and her golden light flashed slightly. Said to Lan En who approached.

And after the blink of an eye when she came back to her senses, her pupils condensed again.

After she came back to her senses, Icarus in the sky no longer circled above the dark water and began to fly casually.

In the hands of the hawk trainer, he was playing with the broken spear head that was inherited from Leonidas.

The [Leonidas Spear], which has been strengthened several times, looks more high-tech.

The spear blade is like a circuit board, with regular golden patterns flashing, and the handle is more hand-fitting and textured.

This weapon, which should be a special product even in Yishu Technology, also purifies the high-purity Yishu gene in Kassandra's body.

"Do you need to kill them all?"

The female warrior from Sparta, ancient Greece, said lightly.

Her fingertips were scratched against the unparalleled spearhead. The sound of the flesh and the blade scratching makes people feel cold.

Lan En laughed in silence: "This idea is too rough."

"This is Sparta!" Kassandra didn't care, but instead tilted her head and smiled, taking pride in it.

The velvet ball sat on Kirin's neck. Seeing Kassandra's appearance, she couldn't help but look at her eyes: "What a cool meow!"

"No, don't worry about them." Lan En walked closer, first tapped the little helmet on the head of the velvet ball, so that the kitten would not go astray, and then said to Cassandra, "In fact, I need them to live."

"Your world and your affairs, you decide." Kassandra spread her hands.

"By the way, take it and try it." Lane handed the bottle of Livia cherry wine to the other party, "Water be careful, it's much stronger than the wine in Athens."

"Ha! Am I afraid of strong alcohol?"

Kassandra smiled provocatively and didn't listen at all. First, I looked at the glass bottle curiously, and then pulled out the cork and took a bite.

Lan En didn't have time to stop him.

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"Hmm!" Cassandra's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, "Ahem!"

She wanted to hold back her cough, but obviously she didn't succeed.

Finally, he coughed like a choking voice.

Generally speaking, Spartan citizens refuse to enjoy themselves and advocate the use of asceticism to temper their bodies and will. But Kassandra, a Spartan who had been out of the city-state since childhood, didn't care much about this tradition.

"It's really strong!" But the straightforward Cassandra still said something.

While she coughed, she also raised the bottle in her hand and praised her.

"Where did this wine come from?"

"Sent from a friend." Lan En smiled and turned over to the horse. "Let's go. But this time, the Kirin controls the speed, I want to spend two days on the road."

"Xilulu?"

Qilin is a little strange. Why should we delay time when we can run in just an hour? Wasn't you quite hurrying before?

But it has no objection.