"Calm down first, Henrik."
Lan put his hands in front of him and pressed them down, signaling Henrik to calm down.
At the same time, his pair of cat eyes and the eyes under the old hunter's three-cornered hat look motionlessly at each other, which will enhance the sense of trust.
Sure enough, under Lan En's series of actions, the old hunter's increasingly heavy breathing gradually became calmer.
The palm that tightly held the handle of the meat saw also relaxed a little.
"What's going on Viola, and where are the children?"
Henric's voice was dryer and stiffer than when they met last night. The foul-smelling blood stains on the fur coat dried, wet, and dried until they turned into a thick, sticky layer.
It looks like he hasn't had a break until now, which is not good news.
Continuous killing without rest will bring heavy fatigue, and the human spirit will be unable to bear it.
Lan En has also personally dealt with the situation after a hunter's mental breakdown.
The crow hunter was standing aside, looking like it had nothing to do with him.
Lan pointed to the door next to Henryk, where Ovelia also posted a note.
"The night is too long, Henrik. The incense in Gascoigne's house can't hold it, so I can only send them away first"
"You let them hunt Going out on a killing night"
Henryk asked in a choked voice, while reaching out and peeling off the note on the door.
After seeing the familiar childish handwriting, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The whole person's frame was loosened, and it looked like it had shrunk inward.
Lan En calmly watched the old hunter's mood rise and fall.
"There is no other way, Henrik. It is better than staying here. They are all in Dr. Yousefka's clinic now, and it is relatively safe there."
Blue En walked past the crow hunter, came to Henryk's side, and patted him on the shoulder.
This kind of normal and gentle physical contact, different from fighting with lycanthropic patients, made Henryk feel a little comforted.
The old hunter cheered up, and then he turned his attention to the third hunter in the room.
"Why are you here, Erin"
The old hunter's eyes became repulsive and wary, staring at the crow hunter.
"There is no prey for you here, only the body of a crazed hunter is still lying outside."
The tone of the crow hunter Irene has not changed, and it is still the same as before. A profound but indifferent tone.
"Yeah, I'm surprised too. There's no prey of mine here. Haha, it's really strange."
Lan and Henrik were confused when they heard each other's words. It seems to mean that there should be my prey here, so I appear here.
But why does she feel this way?
"It's time for you to go hunting, Erin. I wish you happy hunting."
HengLi Ke couldn't understand, so he simply stopped thinking about it and issued the expulsion order bluntly.
There were enough strange things this night, and he was not prepared to explore every strange thing.
After the eyes under the beak mask looked at Henryk quietly for a while, he nodded up and down, and the crow hunter walked out of the room quietly like a ghost.
Lan En saw the hunter's weapon in a passing glance.
It was a sharp blade similar to a combination dagger.
Judging from its structure and size, it doesn’t look like it’s used for hunting wild beasts, but like it’s used for hunting humans.
After Irene walked away, Lan asked Henrik calmly.
"She is the purifier within the hunters"
"Yeah." Henryk didn't mean to hide it. "She is the hunter responsible for hunting crazy hunters, so we can't get along with her."
"It seems that we are lucky to let her leave with nothing."
Lan En spread his hands and said with a smile.
He has no hostility towards Irene. He stayed away from Yanan's blood, and he didn't think he would go crazy and turn into a beast.
"I suggest you go to Dr. Yousefka's place and take a rest. You look very tired."
Henric was moved after listening to Lan's suggestion.
He felt tired very quickly tonight. Even before the night started, he was already as tired as if he had been busy for several days.
And Viola and the children, staying with an ordinary doctor, cannot be said to be special insurance
"No." After hesitating for a while, the old hunter finally shook his head. .
"I originally wanted to ask Gascoigne for help. Now that I have met you Lan En, can you help me hunt down a monster together?"
Young man He raised his eyebrows and said, "You've met a monster you can't handle."
Henryk seemed unwilling to talk more about the monster itself.
So he just continued with an old and deep voice, "It is now wandering on the bridge leading to Church Town. With it around, it will be difficult to enter Church Town."
"Gascoigne should still wait for me at the cemetery of Orton Chapel according to our habits. We can meet up first like last night, and then go hunting for the monster. It will be safer this way."
Henryk sounded difficult when describing the monster. He obviously did not want to call the enemy a monster.
Lan En was keenly aware of this, but he had no intention of asking more questions.
On this night, many things are not difficult to imagine.
"Then let's go find Gascoigne first. I have to direct him to the clinic and meet his family before I can complete the entrustment."
The young man put his hand on the handle of the knife and took the lead to go out in a relaxed tone.
"Lan En"
"What?"
"Thank you, really. "
Hearing the old and deep voice behind him, Lan En shook his head.
"Although I haven't been in contact with you for a long time, I can imagine that it should be quite satisfying for you to say thank you. It's rare, so I'll take it as an honor. "
The heavy hunter's ax unfolded with sparks amidst the clicking sound of the mechanism and turned into a long axe.
The thick and ferocious ax blade chopped down on the head. , the shoulder blade of a lycanthropic patient was directly chopped into pieces, and its arm holding a carpenter's saw flew out and hit a crooked stone tombstone.
A piece of flesh with blood and bones hit it. There was a slapping sound of blood on the stone
"Monsters are everywhere. ”
There are so many monsters even in the secluded cemetery, and they can’t be killed, no matter what, they can’t be killed
Gascoigne breathed hard through his nostrils. .
It is not because he is tired, but because his body is eager to expose his olfactory cells to the smell of blood.
These stinking beasts' blood, these sweet Yharnan. The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.
But it’s not enough. The smell of blood is not strong enough.
The more beasts gather here, the more beasts gather on the streets. There will be fewer wild beasts, and his family will be safer.
He must continue to kill until all these wild beasts are killed
Where did Henrik go? He was too slow tonight. It’s too slow
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