Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1338: 1310 Grasp the key

Chapter 1338 1310. Grasp the key

"It seems that the time recorded in that nightmare is far away."

Erin turned her head back and whispered to Lan En.

"You and Simon, did you find out the truth about that nightmare together? As far as I know, that lady Maria has been dead for at least several decades, right?"

When it came to conceptual words about time, Erin got stuck.

As Lan knew, their sense of time was destroyed in this never-ending night of hunting.

So much so that after getting stuck, Irene could only vaguely say the word 'decades' instead of a more precise time range.

"The matter is very complicated." Lan En shook his head. "That nightmare can be said to have been figured out and ended by Simon and I. But Simon died before the matter was completed. Will this have any impact?"

"To be honest, I don't know." Erin's crow mask waved from side to side. "Under this blood moon, even we will encounter situations we have never seen before."

"But maybe, I, I mean maybe?" The red-robed witch raised a finger carefully and said. "Can we go to the places where he often appeared before? If nothing happened to him because the nightmare dissipated, there should always be clues."

"Leave it to me." Erin threw the rag that had been wiped off the leather gloves outside the door of the Orton chapel.

It was up to her to determine whether Simon was in trouble or not. After all, although there were three sober people here, one was a foreigner and the other was a red-robed witch with limited mobility.

"There's more to this than just determining whether he survived."

After confirming that Irene would find the person, Lan En emphasized in a low voice.

At the same time, the pair of amber cat eyes also looked at Irene and the red-robed witch seriously.

"We have to determine what state the person who comes out of a dream is in after it collapses."

Today's Yanan is a huge dreamland in which several ancient gods and superiors are eager to give birth to a son of God and complete the incarnation ceremony, but they are jealous and do not want other ancient gods to complete the ceremony, so they interfere with each other and execute their own plans.

The Yannan people who have been trapped in this nightmare for so long may be able to get a reference from Simon as to what state they will be in after they come out.

The reason why Maria and Adeline are not used as reference objects is that they were brought out by Lan En using [Demon Wolf Fang] to directly cut through the space, and the way they walked was not the normal way of 'dissolving the dream and coming out of it' process.

The difference in mechanics is unclear, and neither Lan En nor anyone else dares to take the risk.

Erin, who understood what Lan En meant, nodded solemnly, and then asked thoughtfully.

"I think I understand what you mean." The two dark lenses on the crow mask stared at the unusually tall stranger. "It seems that you want to end this as soon as possible."

"But are you really sure?"

"It's not too much." The demon hunter stretched out his index finger, tapped the temple of his head, and said cautiously, "Sixty percent? No, seventy percent."

These days, he and Mentos have been speculating about what is in that lost or sealed memory.

Although this memory was sealed very tightly and cautiously, through his own instinctive reactions and feelings during this period, both he and Mentos's guesses were more optimistic.

And under such circumstances, he felt that he should be 70% sure to end this nightmare.

"To be honest, I'm not very confident, but given the current situation."

Lan En whispered as he turned to look at Henrik.

At this time, the old hunter was carefully putting the bread rations and large pieces of bacon that Lan En had given him from the alchemical leather bag into a storage box.

He looked very cherished.

"Now, there is no time for us to delay."

Lan En said seriously.

Gascoigne's two lovely daughters, Victoria and Oliveira, the two little girls obviously want to sleep more so that they can eat less.

So even when they were lying on their mother Viola's lap, they looked sad and uncomfortable when sleeping.

Lan En felt he was not very sure, but this had something to do with his tendency to pursue perfection.

In fact, after hearing the assurance in his heart, both Irene and the red witch suddenly raised their heads and looked at the demon hunter's face.

Surprise and disbelief.

They didn't feel that what Lan En said was unreliable at all, they just felt that it was too sure!

"Seventy percent?!" Erin, whose voice had always been cold and erratic, was so excited that her tone was slightly distorted. "Wait! We don't even have a clue how to end this dream!"

She even straightened her back and stood up straight from the wall she was leaning on.

"You ended that deep and terrifying nightmare, which is indeed impressive, Lan. But I have to remind you that you must have received reminders and information from that Simon guy in the process, right?"

"He was addicted to that deep nightmare and had been chasing the truth for who knows how long. Only then did he accumulate all kinds of information. But now..."

As she spoke, Irene pointed to the door of Orton Chapel.

That finger did not refer to the 'outside world' in general, but pointed to the blood moon in the sky.

"None of us have experienced more since this blood moon rose! Everything is unknown!" Irene put down her hand, but raised her hand towards Dr. Yousefka and her bound sister. jaw.

The dull voice under the crow mask said: "They look like the people from the choir. I have never dealt with them in this nightmare before. I have never even seen them. I thought they all died in the upper levels of the church." It’s light.”

"Now in Yanan, the human traffickers from the unseen village of Ahagul have also begun to show signs of activity."

"Around the cathedral in the church town, the traces of decadent and **** wreckage that were deliberately created indicate that the vampire hunters with filthy blood in Cain Hestri have also begun to appear."

"Now Yanan, even if the influence of a few ancient gods is eliminated, it is simply a mess! Where are you going to solve this nightmare in this situation?"

Faced with Erin's doubts about forcing herself to become rational in the surprise, Lan En nodded indifferently.

"Yeah, it sounds like after the blood moon, this city of Yannan is indeed a mess. It's hard to describe it."

"Even a sober hunter like you who has been struggling in retrospect for who knows how long has never encountered such a big mess."

"But Erin, look back and think about it."

As he spoke, the witcher raised his head and looked up at the ominous blood moon in the sky through the door of the Orton chapel, with deep meaning in his eyes.

"The source of all the great changes, this special moon phase. Wasn't it that I rose with the help of 'someone'?"

Lan emphasized 'someone'.

This emphasis made both Irene and the red-robed witch suddenly appear in a state of suddenness and confusion.

It was as if they suddenly remembered that such a person existed.

This is not normal.

Very abnormal.

The blood moon caused such a huge reaction, so why did Irene, who knew clearly that it was Lan En's actions that caused the blood moon to rise, never pursue this logic?

Their thinking was affected.

In just a moment, Irene suddenly raised her head and looked right into Lan En's eyes.

They both realized this.

But at the same time, Erin covered her head, still trying to sort out her current thoughts.

"I was indeed affected, but something was wrong. I was still conscious."

Crow Hunter whispered, she was keenly aware of something wrong with this kind of thinking influence on herself.

Like Henrik or Gascoigne, even if someone comes to them and says, 'Yanan's time performance is not normal now,' their deceived thinking and logic cannot understand it at all.

But now, Irene and the red-robed witch just woke up and realized the problem after just being nodded by Lan En.

"Sir, there are two possibilities for expansion in response to this phenomenon."

In Lan En's mind, Mentos completed the logical derivation simultaneously based on the subject's instant reaction, and presented the derivation results to the subject.

At this time, Lan En was not only not as panicked as the conscious hunter beside him, who was an important helper, was being influenced by his mind, but he even raised his brows and showed an interesting smile on his lips.

"Otherwise, it is something that exerts an influence on Irene's thinking. This method is incomparable to the ancient gods. So just mentioning it can really wake up."

"Otherwise, this kind of mental deception needs to meet certain conditions to be unlocked, just like the memory I sealed in Mentos."

"And if it's the second possibility, then as soon as I came over and mentioned it, they immediately realized that the conditions are obvious, right?"

Yes, the condition is very obvious - this sentence and this logic must be spoken by Lan En to them!

The demon hunter looked at the ominous blood moon hanging indifferently in the sky outside the chapel with a half-smile, and murmured to himself in a low voice.

"You are really waiting for me."

"Master William!"*2

Lan En's murmur overlapped with the crow hunter's sudden whisper.

Obviously at this moment, they all immediately realized the key to the matter.

In the end, it was this college leader who had an extremely profound influence on the academics, research, development, habits and even customs of the entire Yharnam and the Healing Church since the days of Byron Weiss.

It can almost be said that his academic theories and the various apprentices he brought out created Yanan's current appearance.

There is no doubt that after Byron Weiss has been closed, his students have deviated from their academic path, and the desires of the ancient gods have been projected onto humans.

This master gave his last and most important guidance to a stranger from another world.

—The answers and guidance Lan En wanted have always been sitting on the rocking chair by the lake reflecting the huge bright moon.

(End of chapter)