Bear School Astartes-Chapter 862 - 845: The Stockings Business

If Lann’s concept can truly be realized, then it’s equivalent to using the Extinct Dragon’s thorn as material to complete his own [Tendon Coil].

Although, the Extinct Dragon’s thorn isn’t the most top-notch biological material Lann has seen.

For instance, the muscles of the Golden Lion in its golden fur state should have higher strength than the thorns considered expendable by the Extinct Dragon.

Not to mention that legendary ’strongest muscles in the world—the Golden Lion Heart’.

But the Extinct Dragon has its own advantages.

First off, it regenerates incredibly fast; as long as it’s well-nourished, it can regrow within half a minute after breaking.

According to the Qilin, who was ’educated’ by the Golden Lion twice, when the Golden Lion went to fight it for the second time, the wounds on its hands from the Qilin’s horn hadn’t healed yet.

They were just starting to scar.

The regeneration ability is far behind.

Moreover, according to the leader of the second group, the Extinct Dragon’s current violent and terrifying form isn’t even its ecological peak state.

The thorny spikes on the Ancient Dragon, apart from the initial white and hardened black, should have more variations.

After comprehensive consideration, Lann came up with the current plan.

The Lady of the Lake’s Sword scraped off quite a bit of bone dust on [Muddy Stream·Destruction], causing one side of the blade to curve inward slightly.

Lann sheathed Aron Dite, raising the greatsword to inspect it.

Strangely, his Spiritual Vision activated, and his eyes turned deep.

And due to the Spiritual Vision, he could see the sword... was feeling hungry.

"Uh... Should I let you ’eat’ the Qilin?"

Lann said, scratching his cheek.

Considering the life force of monsters in the Monster World, being stabbed through and through doesn’t pose much issue.

And the life force of Ancient Dragons is even more mythically exaggerated in the Monster World.

Being chopped or nibbled by [Muddy Stream·Destruction] isn’t a problem at all.

But considering the Qilin’s lazy personality... Lann decided to give it a few slashes under the guise of ’training’.

Refocusing on the main task, Lann returned the curved [Muddy Stream·Destruction] blade to the Alchemy Pouch.

He then carefully picked up the large sheet that had accumulated the Extinct Dragon thorn bone powder from the ground.

The materials at the Ancient Dragon Level are not to be wasted.

Lann slowly poured the pile of bone powder onto the two Valyrian Steel Billets he had neatly arranged.

The bone powder piled into a small mound on the billet.

Immediately afterward, he began adding alchemy materials into the container.

He wondered how the blacksmiths in the Monster World maintained the activity of monster materials and how they combined the active monster materials with steel.

Lann wasn’t familiar with this technique.

But he had his own method.

"Please note, the main theme of this alchemy is ’activity’ and ’flow’."

Mentos, acting as a small assistant in Lann’s mind, issued a reminder.

Lann inspired, Mentos recorded, simulated, and perfected the steps with computational power to ensure procedural accuracy.

Integrating biological properties with metal can’t have a low alchemy level, which is why Mentos issued a reminder.

"Exactly, so we need to wait a bit more. This alchemy requires a massive input of magic power."

Agreeing, Lann pulled out a conical crystal.

After a few flashes from the crystal with the input of magic power, it went silent.

Not long after, the lab originally with only Lann was opened again, as Margaret walked in.

She was wearing a ’very liberating’ deep green evening gown today.

The chest opening looked like it was meant to captivate one’s mind, while the back exposed large areas of skin.

The premium fabric outlined slender waists and the dramatic curves of her ribs up and hips down.

Not to mention the high slit of the gown...

Despite this being a magic middle age world, items like stockings exist.

The production method isn’t complex; reportedly, there’s a village near Novigrad known for producing high-quality stockings as a major source of income.

But later, due to complaints from noblewomen to the archbishop of Eternal Fire, saying the stockings were ’lewd, dirty, and base items’, contaminating the minds of Novigrad’s people.

This village was ultimately not permitted to continue producing high-quality stockings, leading to its downfall and being reduced to obscurity.

However, people in Novigrad City said it was because prostitutes looked better in stockings than noblewomen, so the gentlemen’s home visits decreased, prompting noblewomen to complain about stockings.

After all, they could still use stockings flowing in at high prices from outside, while prostitutes couldn’t afford them anymore.

Still, Lann could guarantee, Margaret’s figure was undoubtedly the best for wearing stockings in this world.

Since Tishaya left the academy and took on a new position, Margaret’s become increasingly liberal in the Female Warlock Academy.

"I thought you’re trying to do something thrilling with Tishaya away."

The female warlock leaned against the door frame with an ambiguous smile on her face.

"But I didn’t expect...you’re actually working seriously here."

Lann spread his hands toward Margaret.

"So, are you working or not?"

"Sure, working, of course I’m working. I comply with all your matters."

Margaret carried an ambiguous tone, swaggering cat-like towards Lann.

Mr. Lan, however, had seen and experienced much by then, his immunity quite high.

"If you’re doing a catwalk, I can lend you Rong Buqiu to teach you, for free."

As expected, Dean Airetusa, who was earlier in a daze, was instantly sobered up by Lann and rolled her eyes at him.

After the eye-roll, Margaret started seriously examining the alchemy setup Lann had arranged.

"Hmm, judging by the setup’s environment and positioning...you’re mainly focusing on ’activity’ this time?"

Dean Airetusa circled the vessels, uncertainly commenting.

Lann stood with his arms crossed, watching her eager-to-display expression after private efforts.

He chuckled lightly, passing a finger along the vessel’s edge.

"Don’t overlook it; I opted for ’flow’ in the rune choice... Your remedial study isn’t that impressive."

Margaret kicked at Lann’s leg with her high heel, expressionless.

"Oh, right. Compared to a genius alchemist who pioneers research, my remedial studies fall short... Why do you think at my age, I’m still hitting the books for your sake, idiot!"

If an ordinary warlock possessed the level of magic skill and status Margaret had achieved, it wouldn’t even be feasible for further study; keeping themselves alert daily would be a feat.

After all, anesthetic powder, fine wine, heterosexual and homosexual interactions... warlocks indeed know how to play.

"Of course, I truly appreciate you picking up your textbooks for me and love seeing you progress again."

Lann affectionately kissed Margaret’s smooth cheek, easily shifting the female warlock’s mood.

"But for now, please help me complete this experiment."

What else could Margaret say?