Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 352 351. Clergy

After the church hunter left, Lan closed the door again and walked to Viola.

"Don't be nervous yet, ma'am."

At this time, the housewife was in a state of confusion. Her hands were shaking, but she still subconsciously squatted down to clean up the broken porcelain plate.

The fragments of the porcelain plate in his hand made a slight clanking sound due to the trembling of his palms.

It wasn't until Lan En pressed Viola's shoulders that the woman seemed to suddenly come to her senses. She dropped the fragments in her hand dejectedly and murmured to herself in disbelief.

"How could this happen? I have never encountered two consecutive hunting nights!"

Lan En quickly recovered after the initial surprise, and at this time he asked Viola rationally.

"Didn't Yharnan never have consecutive hunting nights?"

"Never!"

"How much incense did Gascoigne send back?"

Viola held her hands together and stood up: "He bought five pieces, and each piece is enough to burn for a whole night."

When she said this, her expression calmed down slightly, as if she had gained some courage to face abnormal events from the reliable incense.

"Then the situation isn't so bad, calm down ma'am."

Lan En patted Viola on the shoulder, then returned to the guest room neatly and began to put on the armor that he had taken off during the break.

Demon hunters, even those from the Bear School who were generally equipped with heavy armor, would not bring a knight retinue with them when they went on a mission, and they could not afford to hire one.

Therefore, the basic requirement for the Demon Hunter armor is that it can be put on and taken off by one person.

Lan En picked up his school armor in the guest room, and the sounds of plates colliding with each other and rubbing against chain mail shirts were endless.

He loaded these heavy pieces of steel on himself one by one.

Amidst the sound of steel rubbing against each other, at the door of the guest room, Viola leaned on the door frame and spoke hesitantly.

"Mr. Lane."

"Is there anything else, Lady Viola?"

Lan En's hands didn't stop, but he turned around and took a moment to look at the hostess of this room.

Her hands were squeezing each other, looking hesitant and hesitant.

"Maybe I'm a little stupid for saying this, but you, you should take this opportunity to leave!"

Lan En's hand that was fixing the shoulder armor paused, and he looked at Viola in confusion.

She seemed to be struggling mentally, but after the struggle, she still spoke without hesitation.

"You haven't registered with the church, so you're not a hunter in Yanan, right? The abnormal hunting night is coming, you have no reason not to leave! Let's go, this city. Something is happening in this city for me, a local It’s something I can’t even understand!”

"The incense Gascoigne sent is enough. It's time for you to get out."

At this time, the sound of two pairs of small leather shoes stepping on the floor was heard. The two little girls, Olivia and Victoria, hugged their mother's waist with some fear.

They were also looking at Lan En, but there was no begging in those two pairs of watery eyes for him to stay as their protector. On the contrary

The two little girls understood their mother's words.

Lan En looked at Gascoigne's family in front of him.

Their expressions are sincere and natural.

Viola could obviously not mention this, but after Lan En expressed his intention to help, she still said so.

Gascoigne had long laughed at himself that the moment he settled in Yharnan, he was no longer a priest.

But there is no doubt that he educated and influenced his family members to become ‘righteous people’——

If others have a chance to escape danger, then you cannot drag others into the quagmire.

"Madam, you didn't mean to say this to me, did you?"

Lan En, who was holding his hand for a moment, suddenly said something without any end.

This made Viola, who was nervous but relieved to express her true feelings, unable to react for a moment.

She opened her mouth blankly, but didn't know what to say.

"What are you talking about?"

"No, it's nothing."

The paused movement of Lan En's hand became smooth again.

If he was a scheming bitch, then he would have no scruples and persistence, but now... Tsk!

"Mentos."

The demon hunter and the biological brain began to communicate for a moment.

Mentos, who had been getting along with the subject for a long time, spoke naturally.

"The mission was established two minutes ago. Within an hour, I will analyze the common characteristics of lycanthropy patients based on last night's actual combat data, and formulate operational guidance with simplified procedures. I will support your actions at all times, sir."

"give it to you."

The newly created progress bar in my mind is moving forward in an orderly manner.

Lan En, who had finished dressing and finally tied the alchemy leather bag around his waist, also tightened the buckle on his tights and looked at Gascoigne's family with a smile.

"The priest made an appointment with me, 'I will protect his family before he comes back.' Mrs. Viola"

The demon hunter, whose self-esteem had soared again after wearing armor, walked to Viola's side with heavy and depressing steps.

He touched the hair of the two little girls with his studded leather-gloved palms.

"I will fulfill my promise."

"I always fulfill my end of the bargain."

——

Henrik was questioning his acquaintances in the Healing Church.

"Mark! Tell me the real situation! Give me the truth! How far has it reached now!"

The hunter wearing a khaki fur coat had taken off his yellow mask, revealing his old face.

There was still monster blood on his coat that had never dried because it was too sticky, and his eyes were bloodshot. It can be seen that he has not rested since he separated from Lan En and Gascoigne last night.

And now, he was following a clergyman who was about the same age as him, asking questions with a cold expression.

The color of the setting sun makes the entire Yanan become dim and dirty.

The clergyman in front of Henryk was nervously arranging supplies. The mercury bullets, petrol bombs, throwing knives, etc. from the church hunter's workshop all needed to be transported to the appropriate location for the hunters on the night of hunting. use.

"To some extent, the church has issued a notice for another hunting night. It's time for you to go back and prepare, Henrik."

This cleric has an M-shaped hairline. If the dress of the church hunter is partly based on that of the monks, it also emphasizes ease of movement.

The clergy who are not responsible for killing have inherited the bachelor's robe style.

Facing the prevarication that had lasted all day, Henryk was becoming more and more anxious as the sun set.

Finally, he directly grabbed Mark's shoulders. The physical fitness of hunters far exceeded normal people, which made him very confident that he could stop the guy in front of him directly.

Indeed, as Henrik expected, he easily stopped Mark who was walking away.

"Give me the truth!"

Even the smallest muscle bundles on Henrik's face were twitching.

"You saw those three abnormal patient corpses this morning! You are not surprised at all! You and I both know it! We both know very well, where was the last time we saw that kind of thing!?"

The cleric looked at Henrik with gloomy eyes: "Don't say that name, Henrik. It was a tragedy, a tragedy that none of us could do anything about."

Mark wanted Henrik to stop, but the old hunter turned a deaf ear and said one name word for word.

A name forgotten by today's Yannan people——

"Old Yharnam."

The moment the name was spoken, both Henryk and Mark's eyes twitched involuntarily.

"The old city that has now turned into ashes and coke, on the night it was burned to the ground by us, that night of unprecedented hunting, we saw the patient with red eyes for the first time! In the blink of an eye, Patients with completed lesions!”

"And now, this kind of patient appears in Yanan."

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