Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1290 1262. Regulations

The last time Lan En came to Yanan, he directly found Byron Weiss, who had been closed for a long time.

In the big lake in front of the academy, he killed the spider Rom who kept going back in time.

The rewinding of time has stopped, and what is left are actually various organizations that believe in various ancient gods. In order to solve all problems and achieve all goals in this rare hunting night, they just keep extending the night.

So Lan En has never actually experienced time regression in Yanan.

Therefore, I have no idea whether I will follow the dreams of the ancient gods and go back to the past.

You can't gamble on this kind of thing.

So Lan En tried to figure out the source of the nightmare in this nightmare.

He had to hurry up.

As a hunter from a foreign land, he joins the command of the Healing Church. This thing is actually very simple.

After all, the Healing Church already has a complete and fast process for this kind of thing.

Most of the outsiders who came to Yanan to become hunters sought help from [blood therapy] to cure their terminal illnesses.

All of them are mentally disturbed and oppressed by the pressure of terminal illness. If the process is a little slower, who knows what these dangerous people can do?

So after Lan En agreed to become a Yharnan hunter, he actually registered the form in the research hall and got an employment document.

Proving that he is already a hunter of Yanan.

His only right is to enjoy a regular and quantitative supply of [blood therapy], and to be supported by a set of standard hunter equipment issued by the Healing Church.

If you want it, you have to go to the Hunter's Workshop in the Church Town above Old Yharnam to get it.

But if he feels that his equipment fits his hand better, no one requires him to use anything.

And his only obligation is to quietly and covertly eliminate those dirty beasts in the darkness of Yharnam, except on hunting nights.

"That's great!" Adeline's voice was filled with joy and envy as she watched Lan En take the parchment appointment letter with the seal of the Healing Church in his hand.

"Lan En became a hunter and could cure his own illness and realize his own value."

As she said this, Adeline was a little silent, but she quickly shook her head and laughed.

"Hey, for a person like me who has no talent, how can I be of help this time?"

"Don't say that about yourself, Adeline."

In Mary's hand, she still held a piece of the wax stick that had just melted off and was used to stamp the seal of the Healing Church. This was the procedure she had just completed for Lan En.

Placing the paint stick casually on the table stacked with documents and books, Maria encouraged Adeline with her cold voice.

"You have done enough and well enough, no one can ask you for anything more. You always have too high demands on yourself."

This was originally the office of the clergy of the Research Hall, and was temporarily used by Maria to make a hunter's document.

"You don't have to comfort me." Adeline waved her hand and said with a smile. "Fortunately, I have an opportunity now. There is a new project in the research hall that requires the cooperation of the Blood Saint."

As she spoke, she showed a smug expression and looked very motivated.

"They said that I would gain access to some mysteries that no one has ever known, and that I would be able to hear profound voices. That is something that even the scholars of Byron Weiss can't touch!"

"I don't know what it is, but I will study hard!"

After putting the employment documents away casually, Lan frowned slightly and looked at Adeline, who had expectations in her eyes.

Reminiscent of not long ago, on the first floor of the research hall, the clergymen moved away the corpses of their colleagues with expressionless faces, and the unwavering shot of the senior clergyman in white robes.

"Research project? Need you?" The witcher worded his words carefully, hoping to remind Adeline in a tactful way, "You don't seem to meet the conditions of a researcher."

In other words, it is not the ‘researcher’ but also the ‘researched’.

"I also think it's best for you to stay away from them." Maria nodded in agreement and said in a low tone, "They make me feel bad, very bad, Adeline."

The ‘them’ in Maria’s mouth were undoubtedly the clergy in the research hall.

I heard from Adeline that Maria couldn't get along with them, and even normal working interactions were uncomfortable, so she usually stayed in the clock tower on the top floor of the research hall.

This was also the reason why she did not complete her duties immediately during the commotion just now.

"You are making malicious speculations again." Adeline smiled helplessly, "We are in the Healing Church. Is there anyone who would intentionally hurt me?"

Maria just frowned, but didn't refute.

Although she couldn't get along with the clergy in the research hall, she wasn't hostile to them because of it.

After all, as Adeline said: they both belong to the Healing Church.

On the contrary, it was Lan En, who had just arrived in the research hall today, who was the most wary of the clergy.

He is also the person who most wants to understand all the secrets of this research hall and the plague that is raging in Old Yharnam.

"So, my daily job is to patrol the entire research hall to prevent patients from going crazy and losing control, right?"

After finishing the paperwork, Lan En asked Maria like a newcomer in the workplace who couldn't wait to show off his talents.

The blood noble nodded slightly, seeming to have a cold and distant feeling.

This is not an illusion.

Although Maria was happy that someone could share the work that she was unwilling to do, she was still a little wary of Lan En's proactive style.

"That's about it. I'll tell you some precautions later."

Maria picked up her tricorn hat from the table full of documents and books, put it on her head again and walked outside.

Her steps are not too slow, but steady and not small at the same time.

Lan En inadvertently looked at the opponent's slender and well-proportioned legs and feet from behind. There was no doubt that Maria was an excellent hunter.

Although Lan En still doesn’t know how long her hunting career is and how rich her experience in dealing with wild beasts is, judging from the combat effectiveness shown by her pace,

It would be difficult for a hunter of young Henryk's level to touch the corners of the half-shouldered cloak in front of her.

"After all, this is the center for the treatment and research of gray blood disease, so even if you do something here, you can't be as unscrupulous as you are outside."

Lan En followed Maria, and their boots made a light and muffled sound as they stepped on the spiraling wooden stairs.

As Maria spoke, she nodded towards the descendant of Sumeru who was guarding the staircase between the various floors.

These descendants of ancient humans, whose skin color was as pale as that of a dead person and whose stature was on the same level as Lan En, were very cold and rigid.

Wearing coats similar to priest's robes, they showed no sign of Maria's nodding greeting, but they just didn't make a move towards Lan En who was brought up by Maria.

"Here is the hope for all patients with gray blood."

The huntress from the Blood Nobles turned her head back slightly. Under the brim of her tricorn hat was an indifferent but beautiful side face and white hair.

"Our responsibility is to protect the smooth progress of research and treatment here, not to destroy it because of the irresistible urge to hunt."

"So you can't use flamethrowers here, nor can you use hunters' trumpet guns. Even hunters' muskets should be used with caution when there is no guarantee that valuables and bystanders will not be affected."

There was warning and caution in the huntress' tone.

Apparently, she was worried that Lan En, like other hunters in Yanan, might be tortured to an abnormal level by his own terminal illness, or his thirst for blood during hunting would be abnormal.

Both types of hunters are not suitable for working in the research hall.

"So you were a step too late before?" Lan En followed Maria step by step, spiraling up the wooden stairs.

At the same time, his eyes looked at Maria's lower back.

Under the blood-red lined half-shoulder cloak, a gun barrel with blood-colored and ornately carved patterns was inserted diagonally into Maria's thin leather belt.

This is actually one of the purposes of the half-shoulder cape.

It can conceal the weapons and hand movements on one side of the body, but it is not as full of vigilance as a complete cloak.

As a hunter, although Lan En didn't know how powerful she was, she should be pretty good. Of course, Maria should have a musket.

Even in terms of style, this musket is made with precision, far better than the standard hunter musket.

The reason why she did not shoot before the white-robed clergyman and kill the mad patient was largely because her shooting angle was not ideal.

No shots were fired to prevent accidental damage and destruction.

Maria did not respond to Lan En's previous inquiry. She just shook her cloak and completely covered her musket. It also overshadowed the previous topic.

As she walked up the spiral staircase towards the third-floor interface, Maria pointed to Lan En the sign at the door in the third-floor corridor of the research hall.

"Wards and treatment rooms are key patrol areas. But you don't have to feel confused because there are too many rooms. Just patrol the corridors. Crazy patients have basically lost their self-control and will scream loudly."

"As long as you can open these doors, you can come in and out at will, but you can't do those that are locked."

"Those are the research rooms and laboratories of clergy. Their work is very important. Breaking in and causing trouble is strictly prohibited."

At the end of the conversation, Maria became much more serious towards Lan En.

There is no doubt that these are the rules and regulations of working in the research hall.

"If you can't get in, you won't get in. It's simple and clear. I understand."

Lan En agreed neatly, but out of the corner of his eye, he had already glanced around and memorized the door nameplates of the rooms on the entire floor, and handed them over to Mentos to construct the graphics within the building.

"But I have one more question, Ms. Maria."

Walking behind Maria, the Witcher looked at the ward with the door open and the patients inside, and spoke in a low voice.

“What are those burlap sacks on the shoulders of those patients for?”