After the people from Yousefka Clinic came to Orton Chapel, they seemed to tidy up the place.
This originally inconspicuous fringe church has become somewhat popular.
"Have you been safe on the way here? I see that you still have no intention of resting."
Lan and Henrik started a chat-like conversation.
The topic just now was too long-standing and too professional.
If Henrik wasn’t really senior enough, he would definitely not have so much news to give Lan En.
The evolution of the hunter profession can be roughly divided into three stages in Yanan.
The era when the profession was first formed, when hunters were regarded as heroes, and now, when hunting is carried out quietly in gloomy alleys, or blood is spilled wantonly on hunting nights.
And even that heroic age was already a long time ago.
The old hunter put on his khaki tricorn hat again, covering his shapely hairline.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Lan En always felt a little annoyed when he looked at his hair.
So he specially lifted his silver hair, which shimmered under the candlelight, as a test.
Then I got a positive answer from the other party’s eyes.
Actually, he felt that Henrik didn’t need to care so much about his hairline. After all, Yanan people liked to wear various hats, and they would definitely be inconspicuous.
Henric tilted his head and muttered under the mask, looking very unconcerned.
"Hunters must be vigilant at all times, and the area around here is not peaceful."
"Yeah" Lan En was a little unexpected, "How do you say there is not enough incense?"
The old hunter sneered and began to pull out the hunter's pistol from his waist, inspecting the parts and loading mercury bullets.
"Incense can drive away wild animals, but it is useless against other things."
"Ahagul's hunters began to appear around, and their reputation was very good in Yharnam. It's a mess. Rather than hunting wild beasts, their main business is human traffickers, and the benefits from catching humans are much greater than hunting wild beasts."
"I am still in the church not far away. The square turned around, and there were abnormal hunting traces left in the corners. The level of blood splatter was too abnormal even among hunters, and the flesh and blood of those patients seemed to be specially used for decoration, exaggerated, decadent, and yet. Zhang Yang didn't even have to think about it. The surviving vampires of Cainhurst also came here to have fun tonight. They were keen on hunting hunters and looking for something that only they could find from the blood stains shed by the hunters. "< /p>
Lan En listened for a long time and felt that Yanan was really a small place with a lot of things going on.
"Brother, I have never even seen these people and these forces you mentioned. Even if I did, it would be impossible to tell them apart. I am a foreigner, do you remember? Strictly speaking, I I just arrived at this place at night."
"I thought.Ran remember. "
Henryk's plain tone has a habitual crispness, just like his hunting skills.
"And I also suggest that you ignore what I just said. Complain and forget about the names you have never touched before and leave at first light, Lan En. ”
“Yanan is a mud pit, although this is my hometown that I can’t leave and don’t want to leave. But since we fought side by side for two nights, I have to tell you the truth. I hope you get out of this mud pit as soon as possible and go as far as possible. "
"No good will come of staying here. These monsters and weirdos have nothing to do with you. You don't owe us anything, we owe you, Lan En. "
"How do I feel, you want me to leave tonight"
"If it is possible, then I admit it. The sooner you leave, the safer you'll be. "
The old hunter's eyes were caught between the three-cornered hat and the mask, and he looked at the young man with his hair seriously.
"Even if only the two of you can stay here. "
Henric was not surprised at all by Lan's rhetorical question.
"I have discussed it with Gascoigne, and as I said you don't owe us anything. "
The young man smiled helplessly.
"Okay, I accept your suggestion and leave as soon as possible. But we have to wait until dawn. The wilderness in Yanan is probably less safe than the city. "
At least, he has to determine what the power that freezes the night is.
The old hunter looked at Lan En for a while and finally nodded.
" I hope you don't forget this advice. ”
Henryk continued to lower his head and arrange the hunter equipment on his body.
The instant lethality of the transforming weapon is good, but the complex gear structure often accumulates the solidified beast blood and Hair.
No hunter wants the mechanism of his transforming weapon to get stuck in the middle of a hunt.
This way of death sounds stupid enough.
Lan walked away from Henryk, greeted the old woman in red robe, and walked to the side door of the chapel.
In this endless night of hunting, he met the friendly people. Human conversation relaxed Lan En's spirit.
He walked to the side door of the chapel and unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.
The big cloak and the beak mask on the face are the crow hunters, Irene.
It sounds like Cain in Henrik's words. Hester's vampires have some overlap in business, but Lan En believes that there is no intention of cooperation between them.
She was also one of the few people who clearly realized that the flow of time was wrong during this long night.
Lan En walked over, wanting to gain some information and experience.
But before the demon hunter could speak, he had the impression that he was a man of few words.The crow hunter started to speak first.
"I have never seen this scene before. Your name is Lan En"
After the young man nodded in confirmation, the huntress, who was also quite young, continued.
"The Gascoigne family has never survived. Although I haven't tried many times, there have been several times, but the result is as I said. Maybe I didn't find the right method"
p>"And after Gascoigne and Viola died in the cemetery at our feet, Henrik, who had originally arranged to meet him here, also went crazy. In order to let him rest in peace, I gave him a hand in his hands. He died three or four times, and it wasn’t until the last few times that he figured out his habits and cleaned him up. He is a real old hunter who is crisp, precise, and fierce."
The crow hunter sighed. The hunter's superb skills, although he did not stay awake during the repetition of time, did not affect his combat effectiveness at all.
As for Irene herself, when she talked about her death, it was as if she was telling a fictional story.
Time is repeatedly rewinding, and humans who remain awake in it will undergo psychological deterioration due to this environment that exceeds human imagination.
Lan En doubted whether Irene would cherish her only life even if time started to flow again.
After lamenting his previous experiences, the crow hunter's beak mask finally turned to Lan En's front.
There was an obvious expectation in her tone.
"Only this time is different, Lan En."
"Only this time when you got involved, so many differences happened"
"You Who is it?"
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