Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1276 1248. Young acquaintance

At the end, he looked at Lan En with a questioning tone, which meant that he didn't know how to address him.

So the demon hunter said in a friendly manner.

"Lan En."

"Okay, Mr. Lan En." The Yharnam hunter hung the meat saw on the belt at his waist, reached out to grab the tricorn hat and lifted it up a few centimeters, and bowed his head slightly.

He made a simple hat-off greeting.

"I am Henrik, a hunter."

The Yharnam hunter raised his head, but found that the man in front of him had a strange expression.

"Any questions?"

"No, nothing." Lan En first blinked and quickly replied, then chuckled and whispered, "You really have an M-shaped hairline at such a young age?"

At this time, the demon hunter took a closer look in the moonlight. This kind of dress with a mask and a tricorn hat at the same time, pressing the eyes to a slit, is indeed Henrik's future style.

Those eyes are also a bit similar to the future.

It's just that he was wearing a black hunter leather windbreaker at this time, not the khaki one he would wear later.

The young hunter Henrik actually didn't care about Lan's muttering.

In Yharnam, talking to oneself from time to time is a harmless little "quirk" and there is no need to pay attention to it.

And Henrik didn't ask Lan why a stranger stayed in a secluded alley at night.

Because he knew very well how the people of Yharnam treated strangers.

"Yharnam's nights don't look peaceful."

Lan tapped the body of the beast patient with his toes and said meaningfully.

"If you want to pursue [blood therapy] to cure terminal illness, you have to take risks at the same time. It's easy to understand, isn't it?"

The young Henrik said calmly, while pointing the musket in his left hand at the corpse on the ground.

"That's the risk."

"It's just that you are a little more unlucky than other outsiders. Now we are not only facing the beast disease, but also the gray blood disease that is spreading in the city."

"I thought it was just a town that was not very friendly to outsiders and few people went out at night." The demon hunter spread his hands, "I didn't expect to have to deal with this kind of thing. And the plague?"

"I just helped you once. Can I have a companion tonight? After all, I am unfamiliar with the place and it looks really dangerous here."

Lan En said with ease.

Henrik frowned. Why did he feel that the guy in front of him was very familiar with him?

He seemed to be sure that he would help him this night. Although he did help him just now, he was ready to repay him.

But he still looked up and down at this unusually tall and handsome man who almost reminded him of the descendants of Sumeru who served in the Healing Church.

"I have a good sword and know how to use it. You don't have to worry about me too much."

Lan En said with a smile, but the young Henrik didn't know what was so funny about this sentence.

"The sword is good, and the armor is old-fashioned but also very strong, but it's hard to say whether these two things are useful in Yharnam."

Henrik's eyes, sandwiched between the tricorn hat and the mask, glanced at Lan's waist.

There was an Arondite in a scabbard hanging there.

But even in the scabbard, the smooth curves and structure were enough to see through.

Compared with the transforming weapons of the Yharnam hunters, it was indeed very "simple".

Lan heard the young Henrik's response, and the smile on his face suddenly became more meaningful.

"A familiar response. While revisiting the old place, things have changed, sir."

Mentos understood the subject's strange mood at the moment, and sighed in his mind.

First, he met the old hunter in the "future" Yharnam, and then returned to the old Yharnam and had the same conversation and response with the young hunter.

If it is not across the world and across time, who else can experience this wonderful process in person?

However, although the young Henrik was as picky as he was when he was old, he still agreed to Lan.

After all, Lan has undergone more transformation surgeries now than before. Without talking about the technology, just looking at his body, he is much more intimidating than when he first arrived in Yharnam.

This powerful fighting power is completely beyond doubt in Henrik's eyes.

What's more, Lan just helped him, and he also learned a lesson from it. There is no reason not to agree.

So it's just like the "future" Yharnam.

On the first night of arriving in Old Yharnam, Lan and Henrik walked together on the deserted streets.

But perhaps before Old Yharnam experienced that hunting night, the beast disease was not too serious.

The journey of the two of them was much easier than the three people with Gascoigne at the beginning.

In total, less than three beast patients were seen, and the degree of beast transformation was no longer as deep as the one killed by Lan's fist.

At most, the hair on the body began to transform into the black hair of wild beasts, and the body shape was far from being distorted to deformity by the beast disease.

Although the young Henrik already possessed the coldness and indifference that were the hallmarks of the Yharnam hunters, he was still more active than the old one.

Even though they had only known each other for a short time, he was able to chat with Lan En.

From the young Henrik, Lan En knew that it was just an ordinary night.

The main job of the hunters was to patrol at night, and if they encountered a beast patient, they had to find a secluded place to execute him.

The hunting nights where wild animals could be hunted freely on the streets had not been held for a long time.

The most difficult problem in Yharnam now is gray blood disease. A deadly infectious disease that turns the patient's blood gray.

But until now, no one has studied its transmission route.

"That thing is useless."

The young Henrik looked at the small triangle of oil paper that Lan En took out of his pocket and showed him because of the discussion of gray blood disease.

"The Good Golden Cup Church. A group of guys who keep useless doctrines and knowledge and still want to save people."

The small triangle of oil paper was a gift from the red-robed man in the church when Lan En first came.

But Henrik just looked at it and shook his head indifferently.

"This thing can be taken as an antidote pill, and it can still be useful. But for gray blood disease?"

He ended his words with a rhetorical question, but in fact it was equivalent to giving a conclusion.

"It's useless." Lan En didn't care. He just smiled and took back the small triangle of oil paper wrapped around the pills. "At least the guy who gave me the pills is a good guy. I can see that."

"A good guy? Is it useful to be a good guy?"

The young Henrik was still leading in front of Lan En in Yharnam, acting as a guide.

They stepped on the thin cold mist, and the moonlight was reflected on the wet and cold bricks.

"The Church of the Good Golden Cup and their red-robed clergy are outdated. They are timid about exploration and progress and can't do anything."

"In my opinion, it's still up to the Healing Church to curb gray blood disease. You are here to pursue [blood therapy], right? You know the ability of the Healing Church."

After all, the thinking and perspective of young people are different from those of the elderly, even if they are the same person in different growth periods.

Lan En glanced at the Yharnam hunter who was half a body ahead and leading the way.

Henrik, wearing a black leather windbreaker, is now indistinguishable from the crowd, just an ordinary novice hunter in Yharnam.

He would even chase the beastman into a dark alley without a torch.

He was not in the ‘future’ Yharnam, where he could wear his khaki coat and be considered by many hunters as an old man ‘too skilled and experienced to die like a hunter’.

In Lan’s previous contact with Henrik, he could feel that although the old hunter was still a hunter under the management of the Healing Church.

He would usually receive subsidies and benefits from the church and accept tasks from the church.

But he was completely different from the church hunters who were directly under the Healing Church.

In fact, he did not have any sense of belonging to the Healing Church, he just worked and did things.

But the young Henrik in front of him obviously identified very much with the Healing Church in the old Yharnam period.

“The Church of the Good Golden Cup clearly holds the Golden Cup, but dares not explore the Holy Blood in depth.”

Henrik shook his head slowly and calmly and whispered.

"Although they are the administrators of Yharnam, they don't even understand the research on gray blood disease."

"It is the Healing Church that has widely collected patients and established many medical treatment centers in various places. The clergy study the disease and then overcome the disease."

"The Good Golden Cup Church is outdated. Sooner or later, they should step down and let the Healing Church take over."

"It sounds like I came at the wrong time." Lan En said meaningfully. "You want to take advantage of the plague to make the Good Golden Cup Church, which originally managed the city, step down?"

"No, no one will do this in such a difficult year." Henrik didn't care about the caution in Lan En's words. "Without violence or conspiracy, everything will be solved naturally."

"The Church of the Good Cup can no longer hold on. They know they can't deal with the gray blood disease. The people of Yharnam are fed up with their incompetence."

"Since the Church of Healing has opened more and more medical treatment centers, people will soon see who is truly capable of managing things."

"You just went to the church of the Church of the Good Cup. There are not many people there now, right?"

The demon hunter nodded: "I can't deny it."

When he just appeared in the church, he looked around. There has indeed been no activity in the church for some time.

"Because of the spread of gray blood disease, their basic functions are paralyzed."

Henrik said calmly, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"But this won't affect you. If you want to pursue [Blood Healing], you must come to the Healing Church."

"I know a clergyman in the Healing Church. He can take you to the church tomorrow and register as a hunter. That way, your [Blood Healing] treatment can be put in the front row, and hunters have priority."

"Times are hard now, and the church is recruiting hunters everywhere. The process is very convenient."

"This is my way of repaying your favor."