345． burn

The night is passing, and the bright sunlight is overflowing from the horizon.

The abnormally huge moon last night was gradually covered up and faded in the sunlight.

The traces of the night of the hunt are being cleared.

The bodies chopped down by the hunters were collected and burned.

People dressed in various hunting attires gathered people from the streets and alleys, dragging their achievements last night. Each person was holding one or several corpses of lycanthropic patients with thick black hair and deformed bodies in their hands.

The hunters silently and indifferently dealt with the lycanthrope who might have been an ordinary resident yesterday.

They set up fires in various squares in the city, threw the corpses on their hands, poured gasoline on them, and lit them with a bang.

Lan Enye and Gascoigne dragged the normal corpses they had cleaned up last night to a small square and threw them on the fire with the other hunters.

Now young people can be sure that silence is an occupational disease among the Yharnam hunters.

Dozens of hunters gathered together to work, but apart from the sound of the corpses of lycanthropic patients being dragged on the ground, there was no sound of human conversation.

Perhaps due to the subtle influence of the religious atmosphere in this city, even if the hunters set up a fire, they would set it up like they burned witches in the name of religion in the Middle Ages. As soon as they lived in 9biqu

They even spontaneously set up a shelf and tied the first corpse that came to the fire, and then started to throw other corpses on top.

The flames burned, and the stinking blood smell of the lycanthropic patient was eliminated by the thick smoke.

No one among the hunters said anything, they just watched the flames dancing on the fire indifferently.

The strange and solemn silence, the religious rack-like fire, and the deformed and melting corpses in the fire

The combined scene is just like the city. Lan En's first impression was the same

a sense of filthy holiness.

Seeing the pile of corpses burning more and more, hunters began to turn around and leave one after another.

Gascoigne also took Lan En to a remote path.

"The fire is just left like that"

Lan asked strangely on the road.

Although the city already looks like the Victorian era, with most buildings using stone bricks or concrete, there is still a lot of wood used.

Fires are a big problem, especially in Yanam.

But Gascoigne seemed very unconcerned.

"The people in the church will take care of the mess. They will clean up the fire and wash away the blood on the street. It is still dark now, but wait a little longer, when people go out, they will be able to see An unchanged Yanan."

As he said that, the priest smiled to himself.

“Of course, this was the ideal situation a long time ago.”

"Oh" Lan En showed the curiosity of a foreigner, "What was the hunting situation like in the past?"

"The spread of lycanthropy was not widespread in the past. Hunters were hunting in the dark. Sporadic hunting was carried out in the shadows to avoid crowds and to avoid panic. However, as the appearance of lycanthropic patients became more and more frequent, the church established hunting nights and began to let hunters hunt openly."

Gascoigne told Yanan's past calmly, while Lan listened quietly behind him.

The two were walking through a residential area, and some residents were already tentatively opening their doors, looking happy after seeing the sunshine in the sky.

The first residents to go out seemed to easily ignore the broken stone pillars and fences on the street and go about their daily lives.

His face also has messy hair like that of a lycanthropic patient, but it is far less thick. It seems to be a resident who was threatened by lycanthropy but was finally controlled.

Lan En looked at all this with a slight frown, his eyes deep.

Were the monsters last night really lycanthropy?

The lycanthropic patients who were already on all fours seemed to have their bodies hollowed out by the messy hairs on their bodies.

Not only is she skinny in body shape, but she relies entirely on her frame to support her body shape. And on the abdomen, even the ribs are covered with black hair, which is exposed from the abdominal cavity.

There are no organs or intestines in the completely exposed abdominal cavity, only a lumbar vertebrae with skin and hair on it.

They have no digestive organs, so even eating like crazy is meaningless.

But they just want to bite the flesh crazily and splash blood

This kind of change that does not follow biology at all, in Lan En's eyes, compared with the term "sickness", In fact, it is more similar to an illogical curse.

But problems arise.

Yarnan is a huge city with a population of less than a hundred thousand. According to Gascoigne, lycanthropy has existed in this city for at least several decades and is getting worse.

What kind of curse can be of this scale?

In the wizarding world, a curse that can plague a family for several generations is enough to be included in the textbooks of Arethusa

If this is really a curse, then Lan En It's a bit hard to imagine what kind of power is maintaining the curse.

“Originally, the first stop for foreigners seeking blood therapy when they come to Yanan is to go to the Healing Church. The clergy there will make a covenant with the foreigners and then arrange the schedule for blood therapy, but you It's an inconvenient time to come."

Gascoigne did not notice Lan En's thoughts. He led the way through the narrow and rugged streets and said to Lan En.

"After the hunting night, the church's manpower will be used to deal with the problem. It is estimated that there is no manpower to arrange accommodation for you. If you don't mind, you can go to my house for a rest today.Take a breath. After all, we took care of each other last night. "

"Is this convenient?"

"Haha, don't worry. I used to be a priest after all. Although I can't help others in the name of the church now, I still have no problem helping you. Viola also loved having people over at home. ”

After leaving the hunting job, Gascoigne returned to the gentle former priest.

Lan moved his shoulders a little to feel the fatigue of his body. , finally nodded.

"That's my problem, Gascoigne. It can keep me in the house for a few hours, and I can rest very quickly. "

"Oh my god" Gascoigne pressed his wide-brimmed hat and shook his head with a smile.

"If we really follow the arrangements you said, Viola will I kicked him out of the house. "

"Just accept the hospitality honestly. To be honest, what Henrik said when he left made me a little nervous. I will take time to buy incense today. Having a skilled hunter at home will give me peace of mind. Just think that I owe you a favor."

Lan En put his hand on the scabbard and tilted his head, feeling that it was no big deal.

"There is no need to say anything to anyone. It's not human, I'm just looking after the door for you, we made an agreement. ”

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