Chapter 805: 787 Hall Stove

Chapter 805: 787 Hall Stove

Chapter 805 787. Hall stove

Lan En began to untie the magic rune cloth and horse armor on Qilin.

The chest badges of the three demon hunters present began to tremble slightly.

You equip a horse with all these things?

Geralt asked with a raised eyebrow.

Although I also know that you are quite wealthy, and this horse looks really tall and strong. But... tut tut tut.

His mature and hoarse voice can easily make people feel sarcastic when he says this.

Lan En felt that this guy must have suffered a lot in the past because of this mouth and offended a lot of people.

Under the drapey rune cloth that had not been completely taken off, eyes like unicorn red crystals stared at Geralt, who was crossing his chest and commenting on it.

With a "whisper", Qilin snorted, and a tiny blue arc of electricity exploded from its fur.

Lan En, who was unloading the equipment on it, immediately had his silver hair explode.

Lan En slapped Qilin on the buttocks and complained.New novel chapters are published on

The pale horns on the Qilin's head have finally grown back during this period of travel.

Lan En turned around, leaned over and asked the flannel ball who jumped off Qilin's back and stood on the ground, looking around.

The spiral-shaped horns show an energy-rich blue-purple color, like a stream of radiant energy crystals.

Qilin then shook his head, unhappy and chose not to look at Geralt.

He quickly jumped up the wall that was perpendicular to the ground, jumped off the castle, and went to play in the mountains.

Unicorn? Alive?!

Why dont you go and have some fun?

I dont have runecloth to protect me here!

Isnt that what it says in the book?

Hey! We agreed! Control!

The flannel ball smacked his mouth and straightened his kitty helmet.

Its not fun to be with Qilin, meow. I cant wait to train now, meow!

And because the body of this monster is so toxic, scholars among ordinary people believe that it is impossible to conduct anatomical research at all.

But for a demon hunter, having a bottle of [white honey] on hand is considered to have completed the preparations.

Judging from the corpse of Qiqimo, this skillful technique is obviously not the first time it has been dissected.

Geralt added more wood to the fireplace in the hall.

The size of this stove matches the hall. It is nearly five meters long and deep enough to burn a large tree trunk directly inside.

"If there wasn't such a big stove, even the witchers wouldn't be able to survive the winter in this hall. It's too cold in the mountains. And over the past few decades, the weather has been getting colder and colder."

Geralt lit a fire, and the smoke from the fire will be discharged from the top along the flue of the castle.

Under the warm firelight, three demon hunters and a calico kitten sat beside the large wooden table.

Geralt dug out Vesemir's wine collection, inserted a tap on the wine barrel, and poured it for everyone.

Yours, kitten.

"Thank you, meow, but I don't drink." The calico cat raised its little paw and waved it. "A good warrior must be awake at all times, meow!"

Heh, its up to you. Anyway, all the good warriors Ive met love this.

Geralt sat down with a cup. He was only wearing a white linen shirt today, with breeches and boots on his legs.

You dont look too cold.

Lan En took a sip from the cup and said.

Berengar next to him did not drink. He just turned his head left and right and looked at the hall with a complicated expression.

"Yeah, it's early summer now, and I'm very comfortable with this temperature." Geralt nodded indifferently. "But Xili can't do it. She's still young. The cold in the mountains is too strong. This stove is just for her. You can come over and make a fire to get some credit from her."

Okay~ Lan En drawled and raised the cup in his hand, Heres to Xili.

The remaining two demon hunters were very proud, and they laughed and raised their glasses together.

flannel ball looked around blankly, then took the water bottle from his shoulder and touched it with a "meow" sound.

After the first round of drinks, the atmosphere became completely heated.

Berengar's eyes were no longer filled with so much estrangement and sorrow. He began to stretch and relax in this familiar hall that he had not seen for a long time.

Speaking of Shirley, where has she gone now?

Lan En seemed to mention it unintentionally, and Geralt didn't hide it either.

Shes out running Killer Road.