Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1306: 1278 key

Chapter 1306 1278. Key

"That is the child of the great **** Kos, the great **** Kos of the ocean. He left behind an orphan who has not yet had a name."

Simon's voice sounded distant, as if he was telling an ancient story.

"The body of the Great God floated to the beach of the small fishing village with the waves. The fishermen here offered sacrifices to Him, worshiped Him, and eventually transformed themselves into fish-men. They were able to coexist with the ocean."

"But... that is the Son of God! He is the orphan of Kos who has no one to protect him!"

As a child of an ancient god, he must be born with the personality of an ancient god.

But because his mother has died, the orphans of Kos have no one to protect them.

The desire of the ancient gods for the Son of God is beyond the comprehension of mortals.

It's even possible that Kos died on his own initiative because he wanted to give birth to the Son of God.

But at such a close distance from Yanan, once the news of "the appearance of a son of God" is revealed,

Lan En, who was half-kneeling on the ground and leaning over Simon's arm, turned to look outside the attic.

Bodies on the ground, houses full of gasoline flames, this is the end!

After using his last strength to finish his investigation, the sober old hunter also ended his life in this nightmare.

As for why the Healing Church went to great lengths to gather so many hunters and come here to hunt the orphans of the great **** Kos, Simon did not say.

Lan En also found it not difficult to guess.

The status of the Son of God is undoubtedly high, and can even be regarded as equal to the ancient gods.

After the blood of an ancient god's corpse is discovered by Byron Weiss, Yharnam's science, medicine, and arcana will develop explosively.

What about a living Son of God?

Even, eliminate human greed.

Who can be sure that this is not part of the plan of other ancient gods to eradicate the Son of God?

The ancient gods all longed for the Son of God, but they did not want other ancient gods to obtain the Son of God.

It is easy to understand why they would play tricks on each other, hold back each other, or even kill the Son of God who had already been born into flesh.

"That makes sense."

Lan En put down Simon's motionless body, stood up from a half-kneeling position, and whispered to himself.

The old hunters said that the powerful hunters led by Germann and Ludwig had 'finished the hunt'.

This is the nightmare of hunters, reflecting the process of those hunters committing the original sin.

In other words, the Son of God was really killed in the massacre in the small fishing village.

An orphan left by an ancient **** was killed, which was certainly enough to create the deepest nightmare.

"And since the nightmare originated from the murdered orphan, then the most important person in the nightmare is Mr.!"

Mentos quickly completed organizing his thoughts and immediately informed the subject.

"Well, yes." Lan En looked at Simon's body and nodded gently, "The key is, the body of the Son of God!"

The demon hunter immediately set off towards the place that Maria had agreed with him outside the small fishing village.

Now, the clues in Lan En's hands and Simon's exploration results have been connected.

The gray blood disease currently ravaging Old Yharnam came from the small fishing village and appears to be a marine parasitic disease.

Spies from the Healing Church came to this small fishing village. They brought back the roots of gray blood disease and also learned about the existence of the orphans of Kos.

It no longer matters which of these Healing Church spies came here for in the first place.

But the result now is that they began to spread plague in Yharnam to study gray blood disease and the knowledge contained in the disease.

Now they gathered hunters to massacre the entire small fishing village and kill the orphans of Kos, just for the knowledge of the superior person in this son of God.

No time!

Lan's feelings and Mentos' calculations clearly show this!

There was a rare urgency in the witcher's steps.

He ran all the way out of the small fishing village, and at the place agreed with Maria, he saw Adeline hiding in the car and looking out, and [Dead Leaf], whose long knife was stained with blood, guarding the carriage door. white haired huntress.

It seemed that the old hunter who had been entrusted to look after the car and look after Adeline had also been 'disposed of' by her.

"Your face seems to be uglier than mine."

As Lan En approached, he spoke to the huntress, who was leaning against the carriage and holding a weapon, looking capable and valiant.

"It seems you have already asked."

Under the three-cornered hat with swan feathers, Maria's face was indeed ugly.

Seeing Lan En back, Adeline breathed a sigh of relief and quickly opened the carriage door.

"Maria just showed me a blood collection bottle. I said it was a very ordinary, but also very formal blood collection bottle. Then she acted like this and didn't tell me what happened."

If we talk about blood alone, there are few people in the Healing Church who have a deeper understanding than the Saint of Blood.

After all, the so-called [Holy Blood] in the Healing Church is extracted from their trained bodies.

"It's me. Did I say something wrong?"

Adeline cautiously asked Lan En for confirmation.

"No, it's nothing." Maria, who lowered the brim of her hat, said coldly before Lan En could speak. "It's just that I have a problem with myself."

Lan En saw Maria biting the corner of her mouth under the brim of her hat, but in the end she didn't say anything to Adeline, stepped on the pedals to get on the carriage, and entered the carriage.

The Yanan mountain road at night is more difficult to walk and more dark and gloomy.

But Cainhurst's horses seemed to feel nothing. They just ran silently.

Return to Yharnam via the same route.

However, this is only about three-quarters of the way.

In the car, where the atmosphere was solemn because of Maria and Lan's silence, Adeline stared out the glass window in trance.

Her hesitant, disbelieving tone broke the solemn silence. "What happened?"

At this time, the carriage just passed another hillside with dense vegetation, and the unusually huge moon hung high in the sky.

And the night sky that should have been pitch black was now filled with a red light from the horizon, reflecting on the glass of the carriage.

Maria and Lan En's eyes were also attracted by Adeline's startled breathing.

The huntress stared blankly in the direction of the red light in the distance, while the witcher narrowed his eyes slightly.

The hot air surging upward makes the tall and sharp Gothic buildings in Yanan sway and twist as if they are immersed in water waves!

That is the direction of Yharnam, and the red light emerging from the horizon is fire!

A huge fire! —

As dusk approached night today, the Yannan people were surprised to find that the hunters who had gone out in great numbers in the morning had returned with a carriage at this time.

The carriage showed no intention of slowing down even when it reached the urban area.

These horses were not as good as the horses of the Blood Nobles of Cainhurst. Foam was already foaming at the corners of their mouths, and the murmur of their lungs could be heard in the breathing.

But the hunter driving the car still had no intention of slowing down.

"shelf!"

Even after rushing into the city and walking on the smooth stone pavement, the hunter who was sitting in the car and driving also increased his speed.

The carriage wheels rolled forward on the stone pavement of Yharnan.

Many unlucky Yannan people even had to rush forward in embarrassment and barely managed to escape from the carriage.

But the Yanan people didn't complain much. They just packed up their things in a hurry and hurried home. After all, it was almost dark.

But in the gaps between movements, some vicious and vicious words would still be habitually blurted out from the mouths of these Yannan people.

"So many people have gone, and this one just comes back? He must have escaped with his life!"

"Those old hunters had better disappear. This is the retribution for their addiction to blood and hunting!"

The Yannan people themselves also knew who the lycanthropic patients were who were killed by the hunters.

Those were all locals who were still functioning normally the day before, locals just like them.

Therefore, locals in Yanan rarely become hunters, and they have no good impression of hunters.

However, the whispers of these civilians on the street, no matter how vicious or sinister, have no qualifications for anyone to care.

The carriage galloped on the complicated and winding roads of Yanan, heading straight for the church town higher up the mountain.

Inside the carriage, the oil lamp hanging on the inner wall of the carriage was swaying with flames as the carriage rocked.

Ludwig was wiping his cheek with a handkerchief, his eyes almost in a daze.

But the strange thing was that his face was already very clean, but he still wiped it over and over again. Even seems a little paranoid.

As for the [First Hunter of the Church], who was famous for his swordsmanship, the hand that should be the most stable at this time was trembling a little during the simple action of wiping his face.

Germann sat opposite him, with the brim of his bowler hat held down very low, and his messy hair motionless, like an old man who was sleeping with his hat covering his face.

But when the third person in the carriage, a gloomy-looking man wearing a Byron Weiss academic uniform, was entranced and wanted to reach out to something placed between them.

The muzzle of the musket that Germann kept at hand would be slightly raised, pointing faintly at the opponent's head.

"Slow down and be patient, Mikrash."

[The First Hunter] The old voice spoke softly, like the advice of an old friend.

"It's not time yet, it's not time yet."

The gloomy man in bachelor's uniform came back to his senses, nodded with a smile, and retracted his hand.

In the middle of these three people, there was a large package.

The waterproof material prevents even a drop of liquid inside from leaking out.

Judging from the outline, it vaguely resembles a curled-up, skinny human form.

But judging from the body proportions of the three people next to him, the height of this skinny humanoid is completely abnormal.

Outside the carriage, the old hunter driving the car stepped up his whip.

The carriage rushed out of the city limits of Yanan again and rushed up the mountain road into the small church town that had not yet been built.

In front of the Cathedral of the Healing Church, the carriage came to a halt.

Archbishop Lawrence, wearing a robe, was already waiting at the doorstep of the cathedral.

After opening the car door, he immediately leaned forward and grabbed Geman's hand as he opened the door, speaking in an urgent tone.

"Did we succeed?"

Gehrman did not speak, he just glanced down at where Lawrence held his hand.

This action seemed to give the Archbishop some sense again.

He retracted his hand under his robe as if he was being electrocuted, and looked around.

After he finished the action, Geman patted his somewhat burnt cuffs naturally and moved away from the car door.

This allowed Lawrence to see the big bag inside, and also allowed the people in the carriage to see Lawrence.

"Yes, we succeeded."

Geman didn't respond until this moment.

(End of chapter)