Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1276: 1248Young acquaintance

Chapter 1276 1248. Young acquaintance

At the end of the sentence, he looked at Lan En with a questioning tone, which meant that he didn't know how to call him.

So the witcher spoke in a very friendly manner.

"Lan."

"Okay, Mr. Lane." The Yanan hunter hung the meat saw knife on the armed belt on his back, stretched out his hand to grab the three-cornered hat, raised it a few centimeters, and lowered his head slightly.

Made a simple hat-off greeting.

"I am Henrik, a hunter."

The Yanan hunter raised his head, only to find that the man in front of him had a strange expression.

"Any questions?"

"No, it's nothing." Lan En blinked and replied quickly, then chuckled and whispered, "Is it true that you have an M-shaped hairline at such a young age?"

At this time, the witcher took a closer look under the moonlight and found that the attire of wearing a mask and a three-cornered hat at the same time and pressing his eyes to a slit was indeed Henryk's later style.

Those eyes are a bit similar to later ones.

It's just that this time he was wearing a black hunter leather windbreaker instead of the khaki one he would wear in the future.

The young hunter Henryk actually didn't care about Lan En's muttering.

In Yanan, talking to oneself from time to time is a harmless little 'eccentricity' of humans and animals, and there is no need to even pay attention to it.

Moreover, Henryk did not ask Lan why a stranger stayed in a secluded alley at night.

for he knew very well the ways of the people of Yharnam towards strangers.

"Yanan's night doesn't look peaceful."

Lan En tapped the body of the lycanthropic patient with his toes and said in a meaningful way.

"If you want to pursue [blood therapy] to cure terminal diseases, you have to take risks at the same time. It's easy to understand, isn't it?"

Young Henrik said calmly, while pointing the musket in his left hand at the body on the ground.

"That's the risk."

"It's just that you are more unlucky than other outsiders. Now we are not only facing lycanthropy, but also gray blood disease that is spreading in the city."

"I thought this was just a town that wasn't very friendly to outsiders and not many people went out at night." The demon hunter spread his hands, "I didn't expect to have to deal with something like this. And there's a plague?"

"I just helped you once, can you hook up tonight? After all, I'm not familiar with this place, and it does look very dangerous here."

Lan En said with his hands relaxed.

Henrik frowned, why did he feel that the guy in front of him looked very familiar to him?

He seemed to be sure that he would help him this night. Although he did help him just now, he was just ready to repay him.

But he still looked up and down at this unusually tall man, who almost reminded him of those handsome men of Sumeru descent who served in the Healing Church.

"I have a good sword and know how to use it. You don't have to worry too much about me."

Lan En said with a smile, but young Henrik didn't know what was so funny about this sentence.

"The sword is good, and the armor is old-fashioned but also very strong, but it's hard to say whether these two things will be useful in Yanan."

Henryk's eyes, caught between the tricorn hat and the mask, glanced at Lan En's waist.

There hung Arondette in her scabbard.

But even in the scabbard, the smooth arcs and structure are enough to finish reading.

Compared with the transforming weapons of the Yharnam hunters, they are indeed very 'simple'.

Lan En heard young Henrik's response, and the smile on his face suddenly became more meaningful.

"The familiar response is that while revisiting the old place, things are different at the same time, sir."

Mentos understood the subject's strange mood at this moment, and sighed together in his mind.

First, he met the old hunter in the 'future' Yanan, and then returned to the old Yanan and had the same conversation and response with the young hunter.

If it doesn’t span the world and time, then who else can experience this wonderful process in person?

However, although the young Henrik was as critical as he was in his old age, he still agreed to Lan En.

After all, Lan En has undergone more transformation surgeries now than before. Regardless of technology, just looking at his body is much more intimidating than when he first came to Yanan.

There is no doubt about this powerful fighting power in Henryk's eyes.

What's more, Lan En helped him just now, and he himself learned a lesson from it. There is no reason not to agree.

So it’s just like the ‘future’ Yanan.

On the first night when Lan En arrived in Old Yharnam, he and Henrik walked together on the lonely streets.

But perhaps before Old Yharnam experienced that night of hunting, lycanthropy was indeed not too serious.

The path taken by the two of them was much easier than the trio with Gascoigne.

We saw less than three lycanthropic patients in total, and none of them were as deep into lycanthropy as the one who was killed by Lan En with his fist.

At most, the hair on his body has begun to transform into the black hair of beasts, and his body shape is far from being distorted to deformity by lycanthropy. Although young Henryk already possesses the coldness and indifference that is the hallmark of Yharnam hunters, he is still more active than his old self.

Even though we had only known each other for a short time, we were able to chat back and forth with Lan En.

From young Henryk's mouth, Lan knew that it was just an ordinary night.

The main job of the hunters is to patrol the night. If they encounter a lycanthropic patient, they have to find a secluded place to execute them.

It’s been a long time since we had a hunting night where we could freely hunt wild beasts on the street.

Nowadays, the most difficult problem in Yanan is gray blood disease. A fatal infectious disease that turns a patient's blood gray.

But until now, no one has studied its transmission route.

"That thing is of no use."

Young Henrik looked at the small oil paper triangle that Lan took out from his pocket and showed to him because he was talking about gray blood disease.

"The Good Golden Cup Church. A group of guys who hold on to useless doctrines and knowledge and try to save people."

The oil paper triangle was a gift Lan En got from the man in red robe in the church when he first came here.

But Henryk just looked at it and shook his head indifferently.

"Taking this as an antidote pill can be of some use. But to deal with gray blood disease?"

He ended his words with a rhetorical question, but in fact it was equivalent to giving a conclusion.

"It's useless." Lan En didn't care. He just smiled and took back the small oil paper triangle wrapped with the pills. "At least the guy who gave me the pills is a nice guy, I can tell."

"A nice person? Is it useful to be nice?"

Young Henrik still took the lead in Danyanan and walked in front of Lan En, acting as a guide.

They stepped on a thin layer of cold mist, and the moonlight reflected on the wet stone bricks.

"The Good Gold Cup Church and their red-robed clergy are outdated. They are timid in exploring and making progress, and can't accomplish anything."

"In my opinion, curbing gray blood disease still depends on the Healing Church. You are here to pursue [blood therapy], aren't you? You know the skills of the Healing Church."

After all, the thinking and perspective of young people are different from those of older people, even if they are the same person at different stages of growth.

Lan En glanced sideways at the Yanan hunter who was leading the way by half a body.

Henryk, who was wearing a black leather trench coat, was now invisible to everyone. He was just an ordinary novice hunter among Yanan.

They will even chase lycanthropic patients into dark alleys without preparing torches.

He is not yet in the 'future' Yanan. He can wear his own khaki coat. Many hunters think that he is 'too skilled and experienced to die in hunting like a hunter'. old guy.

From Lan En's previous contact with Henrik, he could feel that although the old hunter was still a hunter under the management of the Healing Church.

I usually receive church subsidies and benefits and accept church tasks.

But he is completely different from the church hunters who directly belong to the Healing Church.

In fact, I have no sense of belonging to the Healing Church. I just work and do things.

But the young Henrik in front of him obviously very much identified with the Healing Church of the old Yharnam period.

"The Good Golden Cup Church clearly controls the Golden Cup, but it dares not explore the sacred blood in depth."

Henrik shook his head slowly and calmly and whispered.

"Although they are the managers of Yanan, they don't even understand the current research on gray blood disease."

"It is the Healing Church that has extensively recruited patients and established many medical treatment hospitals in various places. The clergy study the diseases and then overcome them."

"The Good Gold Cup Church is outdated. Sooner or later they should step down and let the Healing Church step in."

"It sounds like I came at the wrong time." Lan En said meaningfully. "Do you want to take advantage of the plague to remove the good Golden Cup Church that originally governed the city?"

"No, no one would do that in such a difficult year." Henrik didn't care about the caution in Lan En's words. "There is no violence or conspiracy, everything will be resolved naturally."

"The Good Gold Cup Church itself is almost at the end of its rope. They know they can't handle gray blood disease. The people of Yharnam have had enough of their incompetence."

"Since the Healing Church's medical treatment hospitals are opening more and more, people will soon see who is really capable of taking care of things."

"You have also just been to the church of Goodness Golden Cup Church. There is no one there now, right?"

The witcher nodded: "Can't deny it."

When he first appeared in the church, he looked around and saw that there had indeed been no activity in the church for some time.

"Because of the spread of gray blood disease, their basic functions are paralyzed."

Henrik said calmly, but there was a hint of sarcasm in it.

"But this won't affect you. Pursuing [Blood Healing], of course, is to heal the church."

"I know a clergyman from the Healing Church. He can bring you to the church tomorrow and register as a hunter. That way, your [blood therapy] treatment can go to the front row, and the hunter will have priority."

"Things are hard now. The church is recruiting hunters everywhere. The process is very convenient."

"This is my return of favor to you."

(End of chapter)