"Huh"
Lan En opened his eyes suddenly, took a breath, and removed his palms from the huge, deformed and damaged skull.
Looking at the skull that no longer emitted light in surprise.
Just now, the moment it touched the skull, he seemed to have entered a deep memory state and saw a brief memory.
It was a conversation between a young man and an old man sitting in a rocking chair with his back to him.
The old man was dressed in complicated and gorgeous clothes and seemed to have a high status. He was called Master William by the young people.
The young man seemed to be bidding farewell to his teacher as an academic betrayer.
Master William no longer seemed to care much about this kind of betrayal. His tone was erratic and meaningless. It seemed that he had been betrayed so many times that he was used to it.
Only at the end, the former teacher and student reread their ancient teachings together for the last time.
“We were born from the blood of the ancient gods, grew up in the blood of the ancient gods, and will eventually end in the blood of the ancient gods. Our vision is not broad enough.”
“Revere the ancient gods. Blood." After the students and the teacher said the last motto in unison, the young man's footsteps gradually faded away, and finally the door was closed, leaving the old man swaying in the rocking chair.
Muttered "Swear to God, Lawrence fears the blood of the ancient gods."
The memory ends here.
"Lawrence" Lan looked at the palm that had just touched the deformed skull, and his fingers were rubbing each other, as if he was still recalling the feel of the bone.
"The skull belongs to Lawrence, the founder of the Healing Church also turned into a beast and the Master William who was betrayed by him"
The witcher recalled Amelia on her deathbed of final sobriety.
She said that this is a motto that has been handed down since the days of Byron Weiss.
"The Healing Church has inherited the ancient teachings of Byron Weiss as its motto. Master William should be a scholar of Byron Weiss, and even an academic leader."
Lan En guessed this. With.
Academic disputes are mild in the eyes of those who have not been exposed to them.
But in fact, the ruthlessness and determination are not lost at all in the struggle for power.
Because academic voice and academic authority are also a huge power in themselves.
In the cunning and blood-loving Yharnam, Lan En believed that this kind of academic dispute would be even more difficult to describe.
Master William does not seem to recommend the use of the blood of the ancient gods, so what is his academic philosophy?
The demon hunter thought for a while in the silent church hall, but After all, there is too little information and understanding.
The current situation of the Yanan region is closely related to their history. This is a profound and ancient land. How much can a foreigner know?
While thinking about this, Lan En suddenly had a strange feeling.
HeIt felt like there was suddenly an abnormal light and shadow misalignment in my field of vision, and after a moment of confusion, everything returned to its original state.
But it’s not just the same, he feels that he can see more things that he didn’t pay attention to before, or couldn’t notice at all.
This sudden sensory change made him uncontrollably dizzy for a while.
But strangely, he didn't feel dangerous about it, or activated his inner sense of vigilance.
He somehow felt that the world in his eyes was more real than ever before.
It was as if he was using his witcher senses for the first time after passing the Trial of Green Grass.
"What are you doing?"
Lan En rubbed his temples with his fingers, looking puzzled.
He made sure that he did not inject Yanan's strange blood into his body, and even accurately avoided direct contact with the monster's blood during the battle.
I didn’t eat anything I shouldn’t eat or drink water I shouldn’t drink.
As for doing something strange, it was just touching the beast-turned-skull of Lawrence.
"Mentos, do you have any idea?"
After reviewing his actions and finding that there was nothing abnormal at all, Lan En asked the biological brain that monitors his body data at all times.
But the biological brain, which has always been clear and coherent, actually used an intelligent voice to express a sense of uncertainty at this time.
"This phenomenon is very strange, sir."
Mentos said hesitantly, and Lan felt that it was checking itself over and over again.
“My computing power has not been unlocked, but how can I say that the algorithm has been optimized and my computing speed has increased. And your feeling is right. I am indeed outside your five senses. A stream of sensory data."
"This data flow is like you having some kind of surgery to connect the sensory system to an external device in the People's Union, but you haven't had any changes at all in the near future."
p>Even Mentos has no clue, it can only make a summary statement about the current situation.
"So far, this is a good thing. Your senses are heightened in a way."
"Yeah, heightened. I can feel what I discovered before." Something that cannot be understood, just like now, I always feel that something is whispering in the dark shadows."
"Insight," Mentos said suddenly, "I call this new ability. Insight. We don’t know yet whether this thing is good or bad. It would be great if we could ask someone who knows how to do it. By then, whether we want to find a way to get rid of this ability or use it, there will always be a direction, unlike now. We were just guessing like headless chickens."
"I agree with this statement." Lan En put his fingers down from his temples and nodded.
His left hand habitually rested on the scabbard on his left waist.
But unlike before, when he touched the Sword of the Lake Girl, he feltIt felt like I had encountered a gentle light like lake water.
But when he looked at it with his naked eyes, it was still a steel blade.
Is this because he had insight and felt the power of the Lady in the Lake when constructing this divine weapon?
Lan En was a little unsure.
“This is spiritual vision.” The old hunter Henrik sat on the stone steps of the Orton chapel and said to Lan with great certainty.
"Spiritual Vision" Lan En chewed on this word. "The vision of the soul body transcends the physical senses"
This term can basically extend these two meanings.
The old hunter tilted his head and looked at the young stranger.
"Your talent is very good." Henryk thought for a long time before raising his eyebrows and expressing his evaluation.
"Spiritual vision has always been something that Master William has been pursuing. Although he has made some achievements a long time ago, his students still can only say a lot if they want to obtain this ability. It’s not easy.”
The veteran hunter’s qualifications are very deep, almost equivalent to the profession of hunter.
According to what he said, he became a hunter when the Healing Church was first established. At that time, the Healing Church still inherited many of the habits and knowledge brought by Lawrence from Byron Weiss.
It is indeed acute gout. I don’t eat seafood, drink alcohol or smoke. My uric acid level is 600. The doctor said that if I go there later, not only will my ankles hurt, but the joints of my toes will also hurt. Now that I have been prescribed medicine and given infusions, I am urinating four liters a day. I drink water so much that I feel like vomiting when I see the water.
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