"Suck"
Lan En opened his eyes suddenly and took a long breath reflexively.
His breathing was rapid and deep, as if his body had forgotten to breathe while sleeping and needed to make up for it now.
His eyes were wandering around in a daze, and Mentos made a super eye-catching flashing picture on his retina, which finally brought Lan En's attention back to focus.
"Sir, you just entered a deep sleep, the kind of deep sleep that even I can't wake up. What happened to you?"
Mentos's familiar intelligent voice, this familiar Lan En felt somewhat reassured by his voice.
"I seem to have had a dream, and I seem to have been pulled into his illusion by some mage. No, I can't tell."
"What if there is a mage here?" Well, I can at least know how I was tricked."
Lan En pinched his temples with a headache, and even uttered foul language for the first time in a long time.
This time's sleep did not dispel his fatigue at all. Instead, it made him feel like he had experienced another deep memory dive, which was tiring and had a headache.
When his fingers touched his head, the demon hunter realized that he was already sweating a lot.
"Mr. Lane, are you okay?"
This is not the intelligent voice of Mentos, but the voice of Mrs. Viola outside the guest room door.
Lan En stood up from the bed and subconsciously held the Sword of the Lake Lady leaning against the bedside in his hand.
The moment Lan En took this divinely crafted weapon into his hand, the demon hunter felt a cooling sensation in his painful head.
Golden sacred light overflows from the sheath of the scabbard. You don’t need to draw the sword to know that the runes on the blade should be all lit up at this moment.
But Lan En has no time to observe Arondette's abnormality now.
Outside the door, there was an unconcealable panic in Viola's voice.
He promised Gascoigne to take good care of his family before he came back.
"I'm fine, madam. What happened?"
Lan En opened the door of the guest room. At the door, Viola's face sounded like her voice Same, anxious and panicked.
Lan En's vision took in the entire living room in an instant. He looked at the sunlight entering the room from the window, and his pupils shrank unconsciously.
The sunlight has a completely different angle compared to the morning, and is as red as blood
This is not the sunlight in broad daylight
This is the sunset. The sunset
The witcher understood the reason for Viola's nervousness.
Gascoigne just went to buy incense. He should have been back before noon. Even if I go far away to buy something, I should be back in the afternoon, but it’s almost night now.
Did something happen?
Lan En immediately adjusted his condition and stabilized himself.
"Has Gascoigne not come back?"
The young man asked calmly, this attitudeIt also made the panicked Viola calm down unconsciously.
"He, he came back just now, brought incense, and took away weapons. He told me to wake you up quickly and let you get out of the city as soon as possible. His expression was very serious, I don't know What happened? But just as I was about to wake you up, someone knocked on the door again. It was very urgent, and I was very scared, so I woke up in a panic.
Lan En figured out the logic easily.
At this moment, a new round of rapid knocking on the door came.
This sound can’t even be called knocking on the door, but closer to smashing the door.
And the people outside just knocked on the door vigorously, but said nothing. Viola, an ordinary housewife with two children, would panic.
Lan En looked at the banging door and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"It's okay, I'll go take a look."
He patted Viola on the shoulder and walked out of the guest room.
The Sword of the Lake Lady was hung on her waist, and she held the scabbard with her left hand and walked towards the door of the house.
A little head with two ribbons, one red and one white, stuck out from the corner, looking at it worriedly and nervously.
Lan En smiled comfortingly at them, and the two little girls nodded reluctantly in response, and then shrank back behind the corner.
The witcher walked to the door, stood sideways behind the door, and opened the heavy solid wood door.
This posture will not expose himself in the crack of the door. If the person outside the door wants to take action, then he only needs to slam the door shut.
Stop talking about blocking a weapon, if you are lucky, you may be able to directly destroy the opponent's entire hand.
After opening the door, the person outside the door did not make any hostile move.
It was a hunter wearing a hunter's attire that he had never seen before. The whole body was black, a bit like the clothes of Western monks and monks.
There was a strip of cloth embroidered with the Healing Church logo draped over his shoulder. It seemed that it had been thrown over his shoulder by knocking on the door hard. Under normal circumstances, this piece of cloth should hang directly behind the other person's back.
Under the capable wide-brimmed hat is a pair of gloomy eyes.
"You are not Gascoigne."
Adhering to the tradition of taciturnity among Yharnam hunters, this hunter's words were crisp and brief.
After Lan En glanced at the hunter in front of him, he also saw the prying eyes of nearby residents peeking out from behind the glass and curtains.
The fact that this hunter just knocked on the door without even saying a word is very eye-catching.
Because this kind of behavior can easily remind people of that bad night.
But people’s eyes don’t dare to express complaints and hostility, even if they are looking here secretly.
Does that mean he is a hunter from the Healing Church?
Did not show any abnormality due to the thoughts in his mind, Lan En calmly responded to the question.
“I am his friend, and I was entrusted by him toTake care of your family at home for the time being. He just left not long ago, are you okay?"
"Already dispatched." The gloomy hunter lowered his head and murmured, then raised his eyes and looked at Lan En several times.
" It seems that you are also a hunter, so I will pass on the notice to you."
"What is it?"
The gloomy hunter seemed unwilling to even move his lips and opened his mouth to speak. When speaking, the opening and closing of the lips was very small, and the voice was not loud.
"It's ahead of schedule. "
Lan En hasn't reacted yet. "What?"
The hunter's eyes stared at Lan En from under his wide-brimmed hat. His dull and gloomy eyes were like light-absorbing black holes.
“Hunting night is ahead of schedule. "
Lan En's brows frowned. He didn't know what the normal interval was for Yanan's hunting night, so he tentatively asked "How much earlier?"
One week or two weeks in advance, it can’t be more than a month no matter what.
“Tonight. ”
Even Lan En, a foreigner, was completely stunned by this answer.
The sound of breaking porcelain plates came from behind Lan En came.
Lan En turned around and saw Viola, who was originally bringing a cup of black tea, standing there blankly, with the black tea in her hand, a porcelain plate, and a porcelain cup. It fell to the floor and broke into large and small pieces.
This answer was like a bullet fired from the barrel, blinding everyone who heard the news.
Lan En now. He knew why the church hunter in front of him was banging on the door.
As a foreigner, he felt a little breathless at this time.
While speaking. After this news, the gloomy hunter stopped staying and left in a hurry
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